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47news interview with Tamifull

Earlier this month Tamifull, the author of Tsukiatte agetemo ii kana? AKA How Do We Relationship?, did an interview with 47news. I've translated the full text below:

Out of the innumerable manga published every year, there are always a few titles that one simply can't afford to miss. Tamifull-sensei's How Do We Relationship? (Shogakukan) is one of these. It's a story of young love and heartbreak, centering on college students Inuzuka Miwa and Sawatari Saeko. Though fiction, it has a powerful sense of reality that leaves one feeling as if the real Miwa and Saeko might just be out there somewhere right now. If Agasawa Tea's Ramparts of Ice (Shueisha) is the pinnacle of high school romance, then How Do We Relationship? is the pinnacle of college romance. With the help of supervising editor Watanabe Saori-san, we were able to secure an interview with Tamifull-sensei to discuss the story--now on its 12th volume, and at the height of its climax.

The story so far:

Soon after starting college, mild-mannered beauty Inuzuka Miwa joins the light music club and finds herself the center of attention from the boys at the welcoming party. Miwa, who "only likes girls", is rescued from the situation by the energetic Saeko. Saeko, who "prefers women (to men)", buoyed by liquid courage, asks Miwa out on the spot and the two begin dating. But the two are clumsy and inexperienced with love, and fail to be fully honest with each other. By the end of the year, their romance has ended in disaster. After maintaining a sex-only relationship for some time they return to being friends and even move on to new partners... Finally, as their respective relationships have both ended, the two look at each other anew, not as lovers, but as exes, and as absolute allies.

47: How Do We Relationship? has a very unusual structure. Shoujo manga tend to portray a dramatic path to the start of the relationship, but Miwa and Saeko begin dating at the very start of volume 1 and break up in volume 4. As we're now on volume 12, they've actually been exes longer than they were together.

Tamifull: Well, it has stretched a little longer than I expected (laughs), but the story is proceeding as planned from the start. I think rather than starting decisively with some sort of "All right, I'm falling in love now!" moment, real love tends to build up out of small things over time. I didn't want the relationships in How Do We Relationship? to start in this exaggerated, romance story kind of way.

47: And that helps with its sense of reality.

Tamifull: I don't believe dating and breaking up are things that we need to think about in such dramatic terms. It's easy to feel like every relationship has to be perfect, or that you need to have some sort of fated encounter, or that breaking up is a bad thing, something hopeless. Why shouldn't there be manga that throws away those stereotypes? Life is so much longer than a single relationship. It keeps going after you start dating someone, or break up with them. I think that's a message that I've consistently tried to tell with this manga.

47: Can you tell us how it got to be serialized?

Tamifull: It started out as a oneshot I did for Comitia (a doujin festival and marketplace in Tokyo) in 2017. Up until then, I had mainly been drawing yuri--manga about relationships between girls. And I wanted to tell a little bit of a different story at that event. Doujinshi are generally about 20 pages, so usually you introduce the main couple, have them confess, and wrap it up right around there. So I thought, what if they're already in a relationship and we watch them break up? I was basically thinking, "why not draw what I want to read!?"

Watanabe: Ashima Yuki-san, one of the first freelance editors, reached out to Tamifull-san then.

47: At the time, yuri was considered a pretty small market. It felt like unless you got into one of the specialized publications you'd have a very hard time, right?

Tamifull: That's true. There are a lot more varied works coming out now. At the time most of these stories were actually aimed at men, so the relationships would stay platonic, or at most they might kiss. I knew stories like that were easier to market and less likely to ruffle feathers, but I found myself thinking, "If we all settle for that, we'll never get to see what happens next! If no one else is drawing it, why shouldn't I?"

47: What did Ashima-san say to you?

Tamifull: She told me, "I've been wanting to read a story where the characters and relationship feel free like this". I do remember thinking it might be more marketable without the eroticism when I was developing it for serialization (laughs). But I ended up just being like, well, let's see what happens!

47: "Realistic" LGBTQ romance stories tend to end up falling into a handful of patterns. Whether it's manga or movies, you see a lot of stories that feel like "the tragedy of same-sex love", or that seem intended to make you feel sorry for the characters. Like the audience is meant to walk away thinking, "How thought-provoking! I really learned something". But How Do We Relationship? is pretty different, isn't it?

Tamifull: Rather than being "yuri" or being viewed as an "LGBTQ story", I want people to get into the story just because they see it and go "Hey, there's girls dating in here!". Sexual minorities aren't here to be instructional materials for anyone. LGBTQ people live in the same world as everyone else. I want the characters to seem like people you might meet anywhere, and to have relationships you might see anywhere. I want the fact that the relationship isn't heterosexual to just be a detail. That's why Watanabe-san and I decided not to advertise How Do We Relationship? specifically as a yuri manga.

47: Achieving that sense of reality must take a lot of care. I imagine you have to be careful to avoid the set phrases and compositions that readers see all the time in romance manga.

Tamifull: That's true. For example, in the scene where Saeko opens up to Mikkun, their male friend, about her dating Miwa, she asks him if he finds the two of them dating "gross, or wrong, or unnatural", and Mikkun, while looking away, asks in return, "What? Do I have to feel that way about you?". The orthodox move would be to have the handsome guy character looking straight out of the page, smoothly delivering some cool line. But in real life we don't have convenient handsome guys just lying around, and you're not usually looking people straight in the eye. It's not that staged. I think the casual nature of the lines, and the casual nature of the situation, actually make it all the more resonant. I want to keep that natural feeling to the story, and I go out of my way to avoid making it feel "romantic". I think my ideal is for it to feel like a movie.

47: A movie?

Tamifull: That's right. I think one of the strengths of film is the ability to show the drama of everyday life. I always include backgrounds in my panels to try to get closer to that feeling. For instance, in a scene in volume 12, Saeko is on a boat at night looking out over the water with her girlfriend, Yuria. They're talking about breaking up. It's a very romantic setting, but the painful nature of their conversation blots out everything except for the blackness of the water. I want readers to feel like they're there experiencing it alongside the characters.

47: I see. The city you see at night while breaking up with someone certainly does feel different...

Watanabe: And Tamifull-sensei's art has really helped deliver that sense of reality to readers. There are no wasted panels: from the camera placement to how the viewer's eye is led, even the placement of the dialogue, everything serves to guide the reader to what she's showing. Due to my job I read a lot of manga, but there are very few manga artists as skilled as her.

47: Personally, as a reader, it's that sense of reality that has me praying for Saeko and Miwa to end up happy, so next I'd like to ask a little about about how you learned to imbue your writing with such reality, and what techniques you use.

Tamifull: I'll do my best (laughs).

47: First, the depth and internality of your characters. For instance, after breaking up with Saeko, Miwa dates the younger Tamaki. Tamaki is reserved and very low-energy. She's clearly at a loss with the more sexually-motivated Miwa, but nonetheless does her best to reciprocate in her own way. She's straightforward and can be a little childish, but has an intellectual side to her, as well. Accurately portraying such a complex, difficult character must necessitate having an incredibly keen eye for people. How did you learn to understand other people so well?

Tamifull: I think it was mostly my experience in school. In primary and middle school I was low on the pecking order, so I became very sensitive to other people's hostility.

47: Ah, the pecking order... That does happen, doesn't it.

Tamifull: Yes. I'd be in a group of maybe 5 or 6 friends in a class and then once every few months I'd get the silent treatment and end up being ostracized from the group, in this sort of rotation. I'd go through 2 or 3 groups and it would always happen. I think all the time I spent thinking about how to avoid being targeted like that played a big part.

47: Planning out the battle to make it out alive, so to speak.

Tamifull: I think that really helped cultivate my eye (laughs). Like, this girl's the ringleader, and these ones are joining in because they don't want to become the target themselves, but this other girl is actually nice so even when they're ganging up on me she won't join in.

47: I see. Even while you were being mistreated, you were trying to understand things from their perspective. Certainly How Do We Relationship? doesn't have any one character that you would really call a villain.

Tamifull: That's right. Take Kan, who tells Miwa "I hate you" in volume 2, or Tamaki's friend Nagi who calls her "gross" in volume 8. I think it would be too convenient if nobody was ever mean or unpleasant, so it's important to have such characters. But I also try to portray them as having their own reasons. It's not like everyone will be good to each other all the time, but for each person, there's a community out there somewhere that will accept them as themselves. I'm always including that idea, that wish, almost, as I write the various members of the music club.

47: The story has this warmth to it you can really feel, and I think that idea has a lot to do with it. That said, it sounds like you weren't always successful at avoiding bullying. That must have been difficult.

Tamifull: I spent a lot of time wrapped in my futon wondering, why do they treat me like that? As the days went by I'd end up sublimating my anger and frustration by telling myself, "They have their own problems so there's nothing I can do about it." Like, this girl might have a lot of stress at home, about her grades or other things, so she just feels too much pressure and gets pushed into bullying, or things like that. I really got in the habit of thinking about things from their perspective.

47: You are an incredibly kind person. I do think the eye you cultivated that way serves you well in writing characters. For example, in volume 3, we meet Miwa's first crush, Shiho. At home, we see Shiho being horribly mistreated by her parents, who only care for her more academically-minded younger sister, Maho. One day Maho snaps at her, saying "Don't talk back to me, moron! You know how much I have to carry thanks to your stupidity!?". But Shiho just accepts it, and keeps her unhappiness to herself. That's in volume 11, that we finally find out how Maho, who's caused Shiho so much pain, has been feeling.

Tamifull: Maho also feels a lot of pressure from their parents, and she's desperate not to fail. She's under a lot of stress from that. When they were younger, Shiho and Maho were actually very close--Maho loved her older sister--but as grades and examinations started to get involved that connection became twisted... I wasn't able to show all of this in the story, but I always think through these details before drawing.

47: That sort of thing does happen between siblings, doesn't it... Just remembering is a little painful.

Tamifull: But, as much as I analyze people like this, it's very difficult to put into words.

47: In what way?

Tamifull: If you say "Well, this person has this kind of background, so that's why they do these things" then everyone will be like, "And what do you know about them?". You'll end up hurting feelings. So I can't say it about real people, but with How Do We Relationship? I'm the author so I can draw whatever I want. When I hear readers talk about the "realism" I'm always like, "Really? You mean I actually did it?". I secretly get a little happy about it (laughs).

47: Did you always want to become a mangaka, growing up?

Tamifull: I did always like drawing. But when I was pretty young I read one of those "So you want to draw manga?" kind of books and I got very intimidated by all the different erasers and tones and things, and I sort of gave up (laughs). It wasn't until I'd completely retired from extracurriculars in college that I realized I didn't have enough to do and started drawing manga.

47: And then you became a mangaka as soon as you graduated?

Tamifull: Yes, that's right.

47: That's quite something. Not many people manage to do that, right?

Tamifull: The reason I started attending Comitia was because in college I finally learned that editors would be there. Up until then I was working with my childhood knowledge--I thought I had to submit my work to a company and then become an assistant before I could become an author myself. When I found out I was like, "Doujinshi will get me fans and even expose me to editors? What could be better!?". I had my heart set on it.

47: (laughs). What kinds of things were you inspired by when you were a child?

Tamifull: All the way through school I was into stuff that was a little different from whatever was in fashion. I liked watching slightly older anime on Kids' Station, for instance. Like, look at me! I'm not into the same stuff as everybody else! Aren't I cool? (laughs).

47: (laughs).

Tamifull: When everyone else was into Cardcaptor Sakura, I was watching Takahashi Rumiko-sensei's Ranma 1/2 and Maison Ikkoku. I remember when I read one of Ito Junji-sensei's works at a relative's house it left a big impression on me. When I was in college I bought the collector's edition of Tomie at Village Vanguard.

47: You grew up into a bit of an alt college student.

Tamifull: In college, going to Village Vanguard and fishing for manga nobody else had became something of a passion for me.

47: What about Takahashi Rumiko-sensei's work did you like in particular?

Tamifull: I especially liked the way she drew girls. In the early 2000s, when I was in primary school, it was very in fashion for girls to be drawn very slender and light, with delicate limbs.

47: Slenderness was certainly emphasized a lot back then, yes.

Tamifull: I preferred how Rumiko-sensei drew them--a little squishy. As far as the story goes, I loved the ending of Maison Ikkoku, how it portrays the characters moving forward in life. I read it over and over. I think that passion for people comes through a little in How Do We Relationship?.

47: In the afterword of volume 3, you mentioned that from middle school until about halfway through college you lost interest in manga, and were more into drama and music.

Tamifull: That's true. Sometimes I'd draw a buff Pikachu or something on the blackboard to try to get a laugh out of people, but that was about it.

47: A buff Pikachu? (laughs). I wish I could see it.

Tamifull: At co-ed schools I think girls mostly end up ranked by looks, but I went to an all-girls high school, so... It was really about who was the funniest.

47: So art was a way of giving yourself a gimmick.

Tamifull: That's right. That continued into college, so I always had the position of somebody who's just a little bit good at drawing. In college everyone was nice, though.

47: In that same afterword you mentioned that during the time you weren't drawing manga, you really enjoyed making things together with a group.

Tamifull: In high school I was in the school band, and we'd all put on plays together at school festivals. I joined the light music club in college. I did percussion in high school so I mostly played drums, or did vocals.

47: Oooh. What kinds of things did you play in the light music club?

Tamifull: Just normal rock. Popular stuff, like Go! Go! 7188.

47: I have an impression of you as being a little bit countercultural, so rock seems perfect for you (laughs).

Tamifull: In college I was also on the student festival committee, so I was doing double duty a little bit. And as much as I enjoyed making things with other people, I started to feel this hole open up, like inside I'd be thinking "I could do this so much better...". Then I started looking into manga again on a whim and realized everything had gone digital. You don't need to hire a bunch of assistants, and you can do tones with the press of a button. It was like this new environment where I could try my hand at manga by myself was prepared just in time as I came of age. I didn't have to hold myself back for anyone, and could do everything just how I wanted. That's why I've always worked alone.

47: What!? You don't have any assistants even now?

Tamifull: I don't.

47: Watanabe-san, is that normal?

Watanabe: It's extremely precious to us. She's really something, isn't she? I don't know how she puts out so much in just two weeks.

Tamifull: I want every angle and composition just so. I can't really express it well, so when I think about trying to explain it to someone else, I just feel like it would end up taking even more time... But then sometimes I'll be working from my storyboards and I'll be like, "Why did I make myself draw it like this!?" and end up suffering a little (laughs).

47: It's certainly a work that cuts no corners. The dialogue is always so well written and moving--do you start by writing the characters' lines?

Tamifull: Yes, I do. I'll write them all out at once, then adapt them to the storyboards as I go. I think all the time I spent agonizing in my futon when I was younger like "I should've said this..." or "And then they'd say that..." might also help here.

47: You always include afterword comics and omake in the tankoubon releases, so I get a sense that you're quite particular about manga books.

Tamifull: I love manga that includes a lot of little extras. And I want readers to enjoy How Do We Relationship? as much as possible, so I always go all out drawing them.

47: Your first announced works were around 2012, and in 2014 you made your commercial debut with Don't Call me a Goddess! in Bungeisha's 4-koma magazine Manga Time. The main character, Saotome-san, is a bit of a tryhard, and as much as that wins her respect from her peers, it also tends to alienate them. Into her life barrels the far less inhibited Ryou. After that, you had My Little Sister and the Sex Doll (Shueisha) serialized in Tonari no Young Jump, about an innocent and naive high school girl and a talking sex doll. Both manga were comedies.

Tamifull: How Do We Relationship? was a little bit of a break in genre, yes (laughs). My Little Sister and the Sex Doll also started as something I made as a change of pace for Comitia (laughs).

47: It's a very rhythmical work--the talking sex doll's lines are incredibly well crafted.

Tamifull: The editors at Young Jump really liked it. It was a little more crude than what I usually write, so I did have some doubts... but they were very kind in offering me the serialization. I had to exercise my vocabulary to the fullest.

47: As much as it made me laugh, I could also somehow feel your desire to break taboos coming through.

Tamifull: That's true. I was trying to make fun of dirty comics, while making a dirty comic (laughs). Even when there would be the setup for some sort of fanservice scene, with something sexual happening to the girl, I would always interrupt it with a joke and turn it into something decidedly not fanservice.

47: On the other hand, something about the relationship between Saotome-san and Ryou in Don't Call Me a Goddess! feels like it connects to Miwa and Saeko. Are you particularly fond of that sort of relationship?

Tamifull: Honestly, that was... completely unintentional. I think, when it comes to protagonists, I do like a character who is quiet, but unexpectedly stubborn... When I think about my time in school, I had a lot of experiences where there would be another girl, and she'd have this sense of separation, like a bit of a boundary around herself, but when I approached her she'd turn out to actually be really interesting. And I'd have this feeling of "Everyone else doesn't even know how cool she is!? I need to let everyone know!". I think that feeling, almost like wanting to become a producer for girls like that, has led me to write my protagonists that way.

47: You really love girls.

Tamifull: I may have spent long years in fierce battle with them at school, but when I translate it to manga they become strangely appealing. Even when they're a pain, their being a pain is good in of itself (laughs). It's true that characters who aren't straightforward can make a story more interesting, but I also think that's just how people are--you can't sum anyone up in a few words. Don't you agree?

47: Your manga, including How Do We Relationship?, really don't tend to have characters that you can sum up as "the cool one" or "the tsundere" or anything like that.

Tamifull: That's right. I don't want them to be symbols.

47: And that's exactly why, in each case--Saeko and Miwa, Miwa and Tamaki, Saeko and Yuria--when they break up, it's so emotionally impactful. You can't just point at one of them and say, "It's her fault."

Tamifull: Right. In reality, lots of people break up all the time without either one really being at fault. It makes me really happy to hear that people read the story as just being how things ended up for them. It's so easy to assume that when a relationship falls apart, it's because someone's in the wrong. I worked very hard to make sure that Tamaki and Yuria would be charming enough characters for readers to like them, and to accept it when I made them break up with Miwa and Saeko. I always look at readers' reactions and think carefully about how to proceed.

47: How Do We Relationship? really feels like you want to closely examine real, "normal" relationships.

Tamifull: I think it's a pity for the socially accepted image of love to be something so narrow. When two women date, and after breaking up return to being friends, I think people have a tendency to look a little askance at them. But why is that? I always find myself thinking, "Are you okay with living like that?". With How Do We Relationship?, I wanted to create a world where Miwa and Saeko and everyone else's desires wouldn't be crushed by those around them.

47: Especially during the first 3 volumes, you often shine the spotlight on the other characters around Miwa and Saeko. Is that also a part of fleshing out that view of the world?

Tamifull: Something like that. I don't want the idea of someone who likes the same sex to be something fantastical. I want to show that sexual minorities are all around--even around you. I want heterosexual readers to also get into the story, and I was very conscious of that early on in the serialization. I think whether you're gay or straight, you can still understand this story. These characters are just like you. That's the message I've tried to send.

47: It would be really wonderful if we could become a society where everyone views each other with respect. What would that take, I wonder?

Tamifull: Delusions, maybe.

47: Delusions? (laughs).

Tamifull: Yes (laughs). This is just my own experience, but when I meet someone and feel off-put by them, I always thoroughly imagine their background. By the time I'm finished whatever anger I felt has faded, and I feel ready to treat them better--maybe even to become close with them. And if you write stories you can come up with great material this way, so it's two birds with one stone (laughs).

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Let's generalize about man (Tsukishima Kei x Reader)

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"ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋᴇɪ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴋᴀʀᴀꜱᴜɴᴏ ʜɪɢʜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴠᴏʟʟᴇʏʙᴀʟʟ. ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴇʀʀᴏʀꜱ, ᴘᴏꜱᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴀꜱ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʟʟ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ, ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴛᴄʜ ʟᴀꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴀꜱ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇʀꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴀʟ."

"Let's not distinguish between them at all Let's just drink a lot more alcohol And then high-five each other As we make a bunch of blanket statements" Let's generalize about man, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend

— And then — Saeko angrily slammed her glass on the table — he told me we were breaking up!

— NO! — the four women sitting at the table shouted in unison.

Several people from neighbouring tables looked reprimandingly at the group of students.

— Exactly! He even told me I was childish. — Senpai raised her finger. — Pour me some more because every time I talk about this asshole, I get angrier.

[Reader] took the half-empty bottle of soju and eagerly filled the glasses.

The evening was filled with giggles, tears and complaints about men. The president of the college council broke up with her boyfriend in the morning. Naturally, her friends rushed to help her. They get out of their classes, found a place and in the name of women's solidarity, came to get drunk.

No one remembered which bottle was on the table. What mattered was that the girls had gotten a discount from their friend, a waiter. The poor guy didn't expect that the group would eat and drink twice as much as he expected.

— All men are the same! — Takamaki said, reaching for the sushi.

— Oh, not everyone to be honest... — Yuna leaned sleepily on the council president. — In our department there's... this guy... damn, what's his name? [Reader], help me, the one who plays volleyball with his friend...

— Yamaguchi Tadashi — she suggested politely.

— Exactly. He's not bad at all. You must get to know him, he really is not stereotypical. — She yawned loudly.

— You're in your first year, so you don't know much yet. First, the exception proves the rule. And secondly, his friend Tsukishima is an asshole for two, so it evens out.

— I heard he didn't give some girl his lecture notes. You don't want to know how what he told her. Poor chick. — Aoi tried hard to take a selfie, even though her hand was shaking.

— He pushed me in the hall last month. He didn't even apologize — Takamaki hiccupped.

— A week ago, when I was going to class, he rejected Junko's invitation for a date in front of everyone. He was totally rude — [Reader] added.

She was really mad at all the guys. It doesn't matter that it wasn't her heart that was broken, no one rejected her or betrayed her. After that evening, everyone seemed terrible to her. More and more new stories told at the table made her blood boil. The alcohol confirmed her belief that she was right.

— Someone should punish them all. My ex and Tsukishima first. — Saeko drank the contents of the glass in one gulp. — Like in those dramas where the heroines make a guy fall in love and then dump him to teach him a lesson. I would give my seat in council to see this.... [Reader], you could do it!

— You really think so? — She looked uncertain.

— I know this. — The president patted her on the shoulder.

The first year would be lying if she said the position offered didn't catch her attention. She didn't particularly stand out at the Tokyo university. She needed something she could then show employers. Unfortunately, the places at the top were cleverly defended by older students. However, with senpai's support, everything could have been different.

— But women's solidarity forbids me from hitting on your ex.

— You know what? Fuck him. I'll think of something even worse for him. It can be only Tsukishima. — She put her arm around her. — Start dating him, bring him to the spring festival, then break up with him. I'll make you my deputy and when I leave, I'll put you in my place.

— Bet! Bet! Bet! — the girls chanted.

The waiter was already heading towards them to put an end to the suffering of the customers around them.

— Okay, I'll do it! — [Reader] shook Saeko's outstretched hand. — Now it's my turn! Cheers!

Another bottle started a series of toasts against men. There were many declarations, promises and wishes. However, of all of them, only the bet survived in memory undisturbed by a hangover.

***

[Reader] had nothing against most of her professors but Masahiro sensei decided to be an exception. He requested that the essays include photos and information from the museum.

— You have a source of knowledge right under your nose and you are not using it. The Internet won't teach you anything — the girl silently imitated the professor.

She wasn't afraid that anyone would hear her. The huge white exhibition hall was empty. Only school trips arrived at such an early hour. The last group of children passed her uninterested. Even the guide keeping order disappeared somewhere.

[Reader] yawned. She wished she could write her thesis at home. She would wrap herself in a blanket with a cup of tea in her hand and slightly change the content of the sentences she copied. It could be nice.

She took out her phone, took a photo of the pterodactyl skeleton and then looked at her notes one last time. This should be enough to get her started. She felt that she would not be able to avoid returning to the museum next week. There is always something to improve.

She was given this particular essay topic because she didn't go to class. The rest chose what interested them. However, she stayed in the apartment, nursing a hangover. A week has passed since then but the regret remained.

When she left the room, she was quite surprised. Walking towards her was Tsukishima himself, accompanied by a friend. If she wanted to, she could get out of their way unnoticed but such a natural opportunity for a meeting might never come again.

— Hi! — She stopped.

— Hello, [Reader]-san! — replied Yamaguchi, as always beaming.

— Do we know each other? — The blonde looked irritated.

He reminded the girl of a child in a store, waiting for her mother to finish talking. He had this exact expression.

— We have some classes together.

She could barely contain herself from making a sarcastic comment as the freckled boy introduced her. They had been going to university for about half a year. You may not remember people who don't stand out but everyone knew her. Or at least that's what she thought until now...

— Are you also here because of the project? — she asked, showing her notebook with notes.

She wanted to start a conversation to erase the unpleasant impression.

— Yeah, fossils and stuff...— Yamaguchi started talking about his work.

— You're wrong — Tsukishima said in a superior tone. — You've confused stegosaurs and ankylosaurs. — He pointed to the second line in her notes.

— Are you sure? I think I transcribed it correctly.

She felt like gnashing her teeth. Normally she would be grateful for pointing out the mistake but the smirk on the blonde's face made her want to snap back at him instead of thanking him.

— Some kid changed their badges for a joke the day before yesterday and they haven't fixed it yet. — Tsukishima sighed as if it was obvious.

— You must like dinosaurs to notice that — she said half-jokingly.

— You know it! — The shorter boy beamed as if she had said something amazing. — Tsukki loves dinosaurs. I'm sure he could help you a lot with your project.

— It'd be great. — She sensed another opportunity to get closer to her goal.

— Unfortunately, I'm very busy. — The blonde glared at his friend. — We'll get going.

— Sure, see you in class. — The girl headed towards the hall.

— Why did you lie? Yamaguchi asked as she walked away. — You have nothing to do except work for Masahiro.

— I don't feel like helping her.

Yamaguchi sighed loudly. They had been through this several times but his friend was as stubborn as a mule.

— Look, you need to meet some new people. It's not the first semester. How will you find a girlfriend?

— Let me remind you. Girls harass me. One of them wanted notes because she had been on the phone all month instead of attending lectures. I had to run away from the next one because she insisted she wanted me in the science club. And the last one confessed her love to me three times, like in elementary school. I don't need a girlfriend — he concluded in a confident voice.

— Agreed, maybe not, but you need friends. I had a class with [Reader] once and she was really cool. Try to think about what I said. I'm going to some more notes.

— I have the bus soon. — Tsukishima put on his headphones.

He didn't want to admit it but the comment made him think a bit. When he finished Karasuno, he promised himself that he would try to change. Maybe it was the right time to get a little involved in student life.

The opportunity came sooner than he thought.

[Reader] was standing at the bus stop. She looked at the timetable, comparing it with the time on her phone. He stood next to her and decided to do something before the urge left him completely.

He felt that he would regret this decision. However, he knew that his friend wanted his good. He wouldn't leave him alone anyway with this topic.

— If you need help with your project, let me know. Maybe I'll find time this week — he said casually.

— Seriously? I'll come to the hall tomorrow after classes then. Thanks a lot! — she was happy and then jumped into the bus that had just arrived.

***

— How did you know that strawberry is my favourite cake? — Tsukishima asked suspiciously.

He handed [Reader] tea and the rest of the order.

— You've been staring at it from the very beginning. — She laughed.

The girl felt the pleasant warmth from the paper cup spreading through her fingers.

She went to the bakery with Kei. It was bitterly cold outside. Moreover, it started to snow. So they agreed that something hot for the road was a good idea. Neither of them liked winter.

— I don't believe you. — He pointed an accusatory finger at her, taking a sip of fruit tea.

— Okay... Maybe I spotted you once or twice in the university cafe...

The boy usually had no trouble coming up with sarcastic replies on the spot but this time he was stumped. He was glad he was passing someone, otherwise the girl would have seen him choking on his tea.

In Karasuno, he was quite successful with the opposite sex. He hasn't been on many dates though. It often turned out that the candidates imagined him much better than he actually was. Once they found out what he really was like, they quickly ended the relationship. He wasn't looking for romantic relationships either. He focused on studies and volleyball, although the latter came much later and unexpectedly.

— After words like that, I could ask you out on a date — he choked out, regaining his composure.

He watched the reaction out of the corner of his eye.

— And I could accept the invitation — she replied.

Tsukishima focused on the street in front of him, pretending to be very interested in the street lights. He didn't have time to answer because his train had just arrived at the platform and he had to run through the red light to make it on time. [Reader] could barely keep up with him. He wasn't surprised by her. Few people had legs as long as he did. Somewhere during this mad dash, he grabbed her hand, muttering that if they were late, it would be her fault.

— We made it — the girl panted.

At the last moment they jumped into the compartment. They were just validating their tickets when the sound signal signaled departure.

The train was filled to the brim with people. Many Tokyoites were returning home. Winter did not encourage walking.

He struggled to get to the window. All seats were occupied. Like it or not, he contented himself with the handle attached to the ceiling.

The journey passed quickly. The last station appeared much sooner than he would have liked.

— If you start talking about volleyball like you talk about dinosaurs, I'll probably start playing...— The girl's face suddenly changed expression. She turned discreetly, squinting at the person behind her.

He followed her with his eyes. A man, about fifty years old, in a suit and with a briefcase. At first glance, an average passenger. Just an ordinary office worker returning after a shift. Kei, however, understood the point.

— Everything's all right? — Kei asked.

He seemed a little confused. No wonder. Such situations were usually embarrassing for the storytellers. Unfortunately, not everywhere in public transport it was possible to have separate spaces for women.

— Could we switch places? — she whispered, discreetly pointing at the man who had just turned around.

He nodded.

When he felt a hand on his butt, he felt like he would die of embarrassment. He already knew how women felt in crowded subways.

The attacker realized his mistake when he heard Tsukishima's icy voice:

— Be careful where you put your hands in the future, you pervert.

— Next station — Shinjuku. — A mechanical voice announced that it was time to head for the exit.

He let the girl go ahead. However, before he got out, he stepped on the balding guy's foot with all his might. He allowed himself a sadistic smile as he heard the string of cursed words flying towards him.

They left the platform. It was time to go their separate ways.

— Thanks for the help. For the project and for the train situation. — The girl straightened her slipping glove.

— You're welcome.

— Honestly, I thought you were a much bigger asshole before I met you — she admitted sheepishly.

This didn't surprise him. Maybe it hurt a little because somewhere inside he cared about her opinion but he also valued her honesty.

— Just don't be offended. It was once upon a time. From the next meeting this badge disappears completely. She laughed nervously. — If you feel like there will be next time.

— I think I'll see you at the café at this time next week — he said and turned around.

A smile appeared on his face. So he quickly hid his face in his scarf. It was as if he wanted to hide from the world the fact that he was happy. He felt like he was falling into something he didn't understand. A new possibility was calling to him. This time he really wanted to meet the person he was going on a date with. He was no longer passive. He wanted to act and try because he believed it was worth it.

The falling snow no longer seemed as bad to Tsukishima as it did before.

[Reader] took a few steps away, then glanced back. It seemed to her that Tsukishima's step was livelier than before. Blond hair flowed in the frosty air as he put on his headphones. She smiled involuntarily. However, she quickly recollected herself. A job in college council was waiting.

***

Kei passed various stands selling yakiniku, soba and ramen. He made a mental note of where he planned to return later for food. Each part of the festival area was distinguished by a different colour of lanterns. Thanks to this and the handy map, it was easy to find selected attractions.

Tsukishima spotted his girlfriend in a traditional yukata from afar. He liked the theme she chose. Even the hairstyle was unusual.

He wanted to surprise her by emerging from behind one of the booths but she was talking to someone she knew. She looked like an older student. He had no intention of eavesdropping but when he heard his name, he took a few steps closer, intrigued.

— So when are you going to break up with him? The hardest part is already behind you.

— That's what I wanted to talk about…— [Reader] nervously laced her fingers together.

The boy felt a cold sweat break out on him. He had the impression that he had misheard.

— Listen, I knew from the beginning that you would win the bet. — Senpai put her arm around her. — A place in the council is already waiting. As soon as you're done with him, we'll go for a drink and I'll arrange a meeting to get you off to a good start...

Tsukishima emerged from his hiding place. The initial shock was replaced by pain and anger. It all came down to the same thing again. Everyone wanted to use him.

— But I don't want to break up with him! — The girl finally managed to get her words out.

— Think about it some more. And now I think someone wants to talk to you. I will not disturb you. — Up close, Kei recognized Saeko, the college president.

[Reader] quickly turned towards him.

— So a bet, huh? Should I feel honored to be targeted? — he blurted out.

— It's not like that...

— How then? You started dating me to win a bet, am I right?

He desperately clung to the remnants of hope that this was some big misunderstanding and that everything would be clear in a moment.

— Yes but...

— Anything else I should know?

— I know I'm guilty but I have to say it. — Tears gathered in her eyes. — I'm so sorry. I thought you were an asshole. The truth is, I was the idiot for selfishly taking advantage of you. But it was only like that at the beginning, that's why I told Saeko-senpai that I wasn't going to break up with you. I'm asking for one more chance.

— What does that change? Why should I believe you? — Bile rose in his throat.

Every word tasted bitter.

— Because I really fell in love with you — she said, covering her mouth with her hand.

She let out a quiet sob.

Several people turned their heads towards them. They looked at him with strange expressions, although no one said anything.

This was not how he had imagined this confession. They had been dating for a while but neither of them could bring themselves to say those important words. And now she threw them. He really wanted to hear them, even though he was afraid of them. But now they paled in the face of the lie that stung him to the core.

The girl waited for any reaction from him. The seconds seemed to stretch. She felt deaf, even though she should have been able to hear the sounds of the festival. Tears blinded her, blurring her vision. Even the spring wind that froze her no longer mattered. A feeling of guilt, previously pushed to the margins, settled inside.

Kei turned and left.

Just like that, without any words, he disappeared into the crowd of people.

***

Tsukishima didn't want to admit to himself why he ran out of his apartment at two in the morning. It was raining heavily. His favorite sweatshirt was soaked. The lenses of his glasses fogged up. It was dark. In addition, buses in this area did not run at such late hours.

Yet he was heading to a well-known block of flats. He made it three blocks, a traffic light, and an intersection. Right, left, then two skyscrapers. Raindrops hit the leaves of the trees. Water flowed down the crooked sidewalk. He felt water in his socks. Sneakers were the first shoes he got his hands on when he went out. Not the best for this weather.

He entered the code for the staircase. He didn't get into the elevator. He jumped several stairs at a time. Volleyball toughened him up for running. The rapid pulse and ringing in his ears showed that he was nervous. He felt as if the door had opened up in front of him too quickly. He hesitated. The hand stopped halfway to the bell.

A quiet voice told him to leave it alone. After all, they haven't seen each other for a week. His departure was a clear signal, why would he undo it? Yet he couldn't ride the subway, pass a café, or go to class without thinking about her. He cared like never before.

The door opened.

He stopped dead in his tracks, dripping with water.

She looked him straight in the eye as if she understood what he felt. They couldn't be far from each other. The lie tasted sick and nasty but not as bad as the distance between them.

He took a breath.

— Lets try again. — He leaned forward in a bow. — Tsukishima Kei, we're in the same major. I like dinosaurs, volleyball and strawberry cake. Sometimes I run in the rain at 2 a.m. across the city to go on a date.

— [Reader]. — She responded with the same bow. — I did something stupid recently and I'm going to fix it. I heard they sell a nice cake at the 24-hour shop around the corner. There will probably be some tea, too. — She smiled.

He knew that Kei from Karasuno High would never forgive a lie but he wasn't that person anymore.

There have always been second chances in volleyball. Correction of errors, posture and position. As long as the ball was in the game, anything could happen. The match lasted as long as the players cared about the goal. Others patted him on the back more than once if the block failed.

[Reader] seemed better to him than the national competition. She made him feel things he never knew existed. She was worth the risk. So he did what volleyball players do. He got up to play another set, regardless of defeat.

— Sounds like a good start to a relationship. — He smiled.

It wasn't a sarcastic smile. He didn't hide it under a scarf either.

The girl closed the door. She grabbed his hand and they walked into the night.

To get to know each other again.

[theweirdspacejellyfish]

bl complete manga rec pt 2

hatsujou animal by kamon saeko and vo 1, 6 chapters and drama/school life/smut

summary: kyoichi's elite high school and the delinquent school next door are separated by only a fence. one day by the fence, kyoichi meets chiba, a fearsome student known for speaking with his fists... a school story of star crossed lovers

royal fiance by asuma risai, kamon saeko - 6 chapters and romance

summary: Honami kairi's fate changes when he accepted an offer from an old man to work for a rich family as a housekeeper. the low level job suddenly transforms into a wedding workout with his schoolmate, the foreign royal prince Shou

my childhood friend was a god by ruru (menten watagashi) - oneshot and fantasy/romance/school life/slice of life/tragedy

summary: this is a story of a special boy who becomes a god once he turns 18 and his ordinary childhood friend

razoku no hanayome by sera - 5 chapters and romance/smut/comedy

summary: "I, the rookie actor kamimura michiru, am here in the heart of the jungle for the sake of collecting TV news coverage of the mysterious "Nudist Tribe" who is said to reside here. the nudist tribe captured me and tied me up! and now, for some reason, this man in hut is violating me!"

demon of lustful hell by mocharo - 54 chapters and mature/smut/supernatural/fantasy

summary: "dont come inside me!" the pleasure of his come flowing into my aching ass - i cant believe it feels so good to have sex with a demon!

shiri fechi nanka ni sukarete tamaru ka by shidatsu takayuke - 6 chapters and comedy/smut

summary: spring. what was supposed to be the beginning of an exciting university life began with a big butt attracting trouble!? on his first day living in the dorms, amamiya is groped by a pervert on the train, and is rescued by a strong hand. but the moment that hand unexpectedly touches he moans sweetly......!? shocked, amamiya runs away without thanking them. " I have to forget about it...." as he thinks this, the person he sees again at the dorm is...! " to think i want to touch a mans butt..." "Im a man, yet i get aroused when my butt is touched.." one man with a butt fetish awakened by the luxurious feel, and another with unwavering insecurity about said butt!! who's to blame for their confusing feelings?

[my1on1y1ove]

TanaEnno's Rec & Review!

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Influences

- Length: 6 chaps, 22.7k words

- Tags: Smut/ FWB/ Developing relationship

- Rec's note: Friends with búng bò huế trope anh ơi, kiểu we đw nhau as an experience ý; đw tinh tế đw nhẹ nhàng đw trải nghiệm nhưng mà nwng vl 😭 Kiểu chúng nó xem pỏn cùng nhau xong dùng cái danh sách phát pỏn đấy để khám phá cơ thể nhau ấy dbisbdksbdkd. Đụ má xong toàn trốn tập để đi đw nên bị Karasuno nghi ngờ 💔

Swear I’m Gonna Lift Your Head Up (Swear I'm Gonna Break Your Fall)

- Length: Oneshot, 9k words

- Tags: 5+1 Things (MY FAV)/ Getting together/ FLUFF

- Rec's note: SIÊU CUTE SIÊU SOFT!! Chikara dễ ngủ vl xong cứ gục lên người Ryuu, mà Ryuu thì kiểu đụ má cute guy sleeping on me alert gotta accomodate him real quick rồi trùng vai choàng tay qua eo Chika để ẻm dễ rúc vào người ảnh hơn 😭 Xong Chikara gục nhiều lần quá Ryuu thành mẹ thói quen luôn, mỗi lần ẻm chuẩn bị tựa vào là sẵn sàng tư thế cuddle mode ấy jsdhkshs. Karasuno kiểu đụ má thằng này lộ vl, xong Noya trong tâm thế á à thằng bạn t m bê đê mới bày ra cho test thử cuddle mode của thằng bạn 😭 Xog cả team về nhà Ryuu movie night xong Chika lại gục, Ryuu nhìn ẻm kiểu soft vcl in love vl xONG BỊ SAEKO PHÁT HIỆN. Bcuoi vl kiểu Ryuu in denial vl xong cả Karasuno cứ ùa vào ừ chị ơi thằng này bê đê vl gay for his bestfriend vl. Dcm ncl là siêu cấp soft mà 😭

Tradition

- Length: Oneshot. 3.4k words.

- Tags: Non- Linear Narrative/ Slice of Life

- Rec's note: Đụ má viết kiểu Non-Linear Narrative này khốn vl, kiểu t khóc xong t ngừng xong t KHÓC TIẾP. Dcm lúc sinh nhật 17 tuổi Ryuu xin lỗi vì không thể đáp lại tình cảm, để Chika khóc trong lòng mình rồi đặt cả hai xuống giường để dỗ Chika ngủ thỀ T KHÓC NHƯ ĐIÊN. Xong lúc 21 tuổi chúng nó chia tay vì lý do kiểu siêu siêu hỏi chấm xong lúc sinh nhật năm 22 Chika kiểu, siêu cô đơn gọi Ryuu hỏi có thể đến với ẻm không xong họ quay lại bdjshsjsh T LẠI KHÓC. Nó hay đến nỗi lên cả nhật ký t :)))

Would You Know Him if He Didn't Know You?

- Length: Oneshot, 16.5k words

- Tags: Relationship study/ Getting together

- Rec's note: SLOW BURNING BUT ITS REAL FAST 🔥 Set loosely on trận Wakunan sau lúc Chikara ra sân (ôi có quá ít timescreen em Chika tôi need MORE) xong Ryuu nghe thấy tiếng Chika khóc trong nvs vì insecure, xong ảnh set his priority là phải make Chika believe in himself 😭 Kiểu Ryuu đã cố làm thân với Chika từ năm nhất nhưng em Chika thì lại siêu in his own head vì ẻm nghĩ ẻm là nobody :(( Ôi ý là cũng mutual pining đồ đó nma ngài captain ngài ấy oblivious đến sự pampering của ngài vice captain quá nên k nhận ra ngta thích mình 💔 Ôi xong late night talk đồ, rồi reassurance rồi nắm tay kéo nhau vào lòng ôm ấp cuddle xoa dịu nhau 😭 "I already failed to be there for you once, I’m not doing it again.” Ôi I am WEAK for soft Ryuu.

Late Change

- Length: Oneshot, 13.4k words

- Tags: Angst with a happy ending/ Getting Together/ Aged-up

- Rec's note: Ý t là: t love fics của bà author này nhưng thế quái nào t lại miss cái fic này lúc đag fic digging. Thế nên lúc t thấy 1 cái oneshot 13k từ t đã wheezed in happiness. And boy I was right. Masterpiece. Kiểu Chika lên ĐH cắt hết ties với bạn bè và đội bóng hồi C3, chỉ để lại Hisashi với Kazuhito tại 3 đứa học cùng trường. Sashi với Kazu thì lại yêu nhau, Chika bất đắc dĩ thành third-wheeler nên cũng hơi ghen tị, mới bảo là ừ tớ cũng muốn quay lại dating scene. Xong Sashi mới lập một acc dating app cho Chika, viết profile cho ẻm rồi ép ẻm phải đăng. Xog ẻm đăng, xong có match, xong hẹn nhau rồi. Ngày hẹn thì người xuất hiện là Ryuu, Chika panic rồi bỏ về. Sau đấy hai ng có hẹn gặp r, Ryuu cũng 5 lần 7 lượt bày tỏ và bật đèn xanh là cũng thích Chika rồi nhưng ẻm stubborn quá, cứ kẹt trong cái suy nghĩ là Ryuu k thể là Bi đc, Ryuu chỉ thích phụ nữ chứ k thể thích đàn ông. Cả SashiKazu cũng thuyết phục kiểu thằng Ryuu thích m thật đấy nma, haiz, Chika k tin. "I know…" Ennoshita placed the keychain on the kotatsu and stared at it with a frown. "Too late," he mumbled." và rồi ông tướng nói nnay sau khi người ta đến tặng quà snhat cho ẻm và ẻm nhra ngta thsu yêu mình.

Chikara nên được xếp vào BXH đần cùng Hajime ở mục dưới.

Waiting for Fate

- Length: Oneshot, 5k words

- Tags: Soulmates/ Getting Forever

- Rec's note: Cái này kiểu, slowest burn ấy. Google, how much does he love you if he finished his course early, moved from Sendai to Tokyo and literally started a life there just to be with you? Because fuck it, Ryuu did it all just because he wanted to be there with Chikara, soulmate or not. "I've made up my choice, and it's you." Boy I crode so hard. They never actually talk about their feeling with each other, never confess or proclaim their affection, but they're still. There. And Chikara boy, you really gonna have him spell his love out for you to believe it don't ya?

Learning Us

- Length: Oneshot, 42.7k words

- Tags: Self-Discovery/ Eventual Romance

- Rec's note: What can I say? This perfectly depicts the struggle of defining yourself. Ryuu ở trong fic này siêu loyal, mặc dù đã hứa với Chika là lúc ẻm đi Tokyo học ảnh sẽ không ở lại Sendai đợi em mà vẫn sẽ đi gặp mặt hẹn hò người khác nhưng ảnh vẫn khăng khăng đợi em trở về t.T Siêu soft siêu nghĩ cho nhau siêu tinh tế ý cả hai đứa này. Đọc 42k words với kết là lời cầu hôn ư, count me in.

[takumis86]

also i am having so so so much fun w yakuza LAD the amount of content is insane. ive just unlocked the last playable character but its late so im not gonna try him until tomorrow. im having a hard time figuring out my like team layouts bc i just love everyone but my theory is if i get everyone cracked at a few jobs i can mix it up frequently.

so far Eri's exclusive job is probably one of my favourites, as well as Joon-gi's, eri's so fucking good her thumb tack move will just oneshot an entire fight sometimes. also joon-gi's single target shit is so insanely fun and powerful, i think for bosses he's a great bet. i havent tried a ton of the bonus jobs yet but im pretty attached to those two as their defaults anyway. i do like Saeko on the idol job a lot, she makes a good support that way. idk theres just so much depth to it im having a fun time. not sure what to do with ichiban, ive kept him as hero for now but im gonna dabble probably. its hard bc i wish i could have everyone on the team at the same time bc i love everyone so much. like nanba and adachi im absolutely obsessed with but im kinda meh abt their default jobs compared to other characters so i need to dabble in other jobs for them.

also i unlocked dragon kart. also im addicted to the vocational school i passed both of the math ones. the harder one took me like 5 tries but the time i passed i got them all right and i nearly cried.

[laceymorganwrites]

Brokenhearts Club: Stone Cold

Word count: 1,626

Pairing: none, Saeko x her husband

Warnings: angst, swearing, heartbreak, unrequited love

Song: Stone Cold - Demi Lovato

Taglist: @vicassa @ashhhh26 @luckypartyranchmug @chaelysian @2o-done @hoho-cham @thatnikkixx @solarskiesdream @mattsuns-prettybaby @moonlightaangel @madusas-girlfriend @d-angerboys @lulu-102 @anejuuuuoy @killmeplz-uwu @serihandfn @atsumubabe​ @chibioomi​ @onlyshinji​

Female reader

Stone cold, stone cold

You have known Saeko all your life. Starting from kindergarten, going to middle school and then to high school together. You were inseparable, far more than just best friends. You two spent so much time at the other´s house that your families already merged together. It was nice, or it would´ve been.

Such strong bonds, such a pure and wonderful friendship, you did everything together, shared everything. Well, almost everything.

But it was normal to keep secrets, wasn´t it? Especially when those secrets could destroy everything you have built over the years.

Well, it was your own fault. You shouldn´t fall for your best friend, that was common knowledge.

You see me standing but I´m dying on the floor

But you just couldn´t stop yourself, Saeko made it too easy.

She was too charming for her own good, too beautiful, too funny, too caring…

If only she liked women.

But then again, even if she did, you´d never be more than just friends.

It was a harsh truth that you realized over the years and the more time passed, the more it manifested.

The best choice would´ve been to break off contact with her to get over her, but how could you?

You´d rather live with your heartbreak than to ever live a life without Saeko in it.

Besides… you´d get used to the dull ache eventually.

That was what you had hoped all these years, an almost extinguished hope you just couldn´t let go no matter how much it hurt.

Maybe all of this made you a masochist.

But you didn´t care.

How could you care when you could see Saeko be happy and smile, fall in love? Even if it was not with you.

Even if it could never be with you. 

Maybe if I don´t cry I won´t feel anymore

You should distance yourself from her, you shouldn´t clutch onto her like she was the only thing keeping you alive. 

But you were too far gone at this point, too much in love, too dependent on her.

If you were to leave, you´d miss her touch and presence more than anything else

You´d always fall back into her arms whenever she hugged you out of joy, despite your heart hurting oh so much, you´d always let her compliment you when shopping together, living in your fantasy world where all of this meant something.

The worst thing was when she got a boyfriend and of course told you everything about it and him in great detail.

He was a great guy, really, you wished them the best, you knew that he could give Saeko everything she deserved and more, everything she ever wanted.

And still.

It wasn´t you.

The thought alone hurt so much it was almost unbearable, it was fucked up. You knew that Saeko was bound to fall in love with a man, you shouldn´t have held onto this false hope, she would never love you the way you loved her.

But you couldn´t control your emotions.

Especially not when she told you that they got engaged, asking you to be her bridesmaid and help her with the preparations.

This was it. The last piece of your heart shattering. 

You´re dancing with her while I´m staring at my phone

However the whole process, watching her be so happy with someone else, it brought you pain you didn´t even know you could feel.

You were with her when she got her dress, the decorations and the cake.

You were with her at every phone call, every important date and you hated it.

But most of all you hated yourself for desperately hanging on.

It was like you were dependent on her.

She was a virus in your life, eating away at all your hope and your fragile heart and you let her because it was so addicting, so ecstatic, so immaculate.

Yes, maybe you became more than a tad bit masochistic because of her.

And so what?

That was your way to cope…

Well, to run away from facing the truth, you desperately tried to hold up the facade of being just friends.

I was your amber, but now she´s your shade of gold

Everything came crashing down on you at Saeko´s bachelorette party.

It was bad enough to plan it, to watch her try on all those outfits that shouldn´t fit so perfectly.

But then again, everything looked so good on her, you realized early on that Saeko simply couldn´t look bad, not even mediocre.

She was always the prettiest in the room.

Everyone´s eyes were on her but there was only one person she returned the favor to.

And it most definitely wasn´t you.

And it never would be.

This fact would always be repeated inside your head and yet it just wouldn´t stick.

It didn´t hurt to dream, right?

Though dreaming didn´t get you anywhere, not that you actually wanted to pursue her.

No.

You´d never do that, her happiness was far more important than your own.

Dreaming about being with her the way you always wanted only hurt you more.

When you arrived at her doorstep after the party was over to say goodbye, every single one of your emotions seemed to overflow.

It was all too much.

Too much pent up frustration and your broken heart screamed bloody murder.

Your head was spinning from the alcohol and you started feeling sick, you were still supporting Saeko who drank way more than you and could barely walk in a straight line.

“I´m getting married tomorrow!” she slurred, laughing loudly and turned around to you with those big bright eyes and you wanted nothing more than to kiss her.

Saeko slipped a bit and fell against you, but you managed to catch her so that you two hugged now.

Your heart started beating faster and you knew you were about to do something stupid, but you couldn´t stop yourself.

“I love you…” you whispered, sounding almost hysterical, your voice strained with the pain of your feelings but Saeko was too drunk to recognize that.

“Aww, I love ya too! You´re my best friend” she hugged you even tighter and it felt like a thousand knives digging into your skin.

You wanted to scream.

God knows I tried to feel happy for you

“I fucking know...you´ll never see me as anything more than a friend and that´s okay, I can´t control who you love, but goddamn, it hurts….I want you to be happy but it hurts to goddamn much…” you thought, unable to stop the tears that were streaming down your face.

Saeko drunkenly smiled at you one last time before shutting the door and falling asleep next to the man who´d be her husband tomorrow.

You were alone in your bed, as always, and unable to sleep.

Nothing new.

The next morning you got up only reluctantly, not wanting this day to happen at all and wanting to get it over with as soon as possible at the same time.

After you were done getting ready and drove to Saeko´s place to help her get ready, you stood in front of her door for a bit before actually entering.

The events of last nights went through your head the whole night and still you were embarrassed even though Saeko didn´t remember any of it.

Instead of looking at you disgusted, she greeted you like usual, hugging you tight and rambling on about how excited she was to finally get married.

You helped prepare everything else that needed to be done and then tried to calm Saeko down as best as you could before sitting down on your designated seat.

Caught in your head you imagined what it would be like to be the one waiting for Saeko instead of her fiance. If only she´d smile at you that way, if only you could embrace her like that, if only the love in her eyes was dedicated to you.

It hurt seeing all of that belong to the luckiest man on the planet who now looked at the beautiful bride walking down the aisle with bright and loving eyes.

The ceremony passed like white noise for you, maybe it was a defense mechanism from your body that prevented your heart from being completely obliterated.

Biting your lip until it was bloody, you tried your hardest to look somewhat happy.

Needless to say, you failed.

You wanted to escape to the restroom and cry your eyes out, but you were frozen in place, stuck, you just couldn´t move.

Maybe you were more of a masochist than you realized.

Everything around you was happening in a fast forward motion and in slow motion at the same time, making you dizzy.

You knew that people were approaching you, talking to you, saying how happy they were for Saeko, but you didn´t respond.

You couldn´t.

It was like you were having the most fucked up and pathetic out of body experience of all.

Your eyes caught Saeko laughing with her husband as they had their first dance.

She looked so beautiful, so happy.

Everything was perfect.

For her.

You gulped, balling your fists and digging your nails into your flesh to stop your tears from falling.

To no avail.

You could feel your eyes burning and ignored everyone who asked if you were okay.

Okay.

When have you ever been okay? You wasted your whole life pining after someone who´d never love you. And that realization hurt. It hurt that you knew all along, but the dire consequences and meaning seemed to be only sinking in just now.

Maybe you wanted to be happy too.

Even if it could never be with her.

If happy is her, I´m happy for you

[shanscript]

who: saeko x noya x v!reader

what: adult characters, mention of alcohol, light bondage, face sitting, overstimulation, vaginal double penetration, light aftercare

wc: 3250

cross posted to the ao3

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“It’s sooooo hot,” you wailed, sinking further into the couch.

Saeko slipped a hand across Noya’s shoulders to tickle your damp neck, “Oh hush, it’s not that bad.”

You flinched away, and Noya turned to you laughing. This was your ritual with them. Every Friday, the three of you met at Saeko’s place to drink cheap beer and watch reality shows. And if the summer heat wasn’t quite this intense, your bodies would be tangled up by now. Noya reached for a can on the coffee table, which was fresh from the cold fridge. You watched condensation roll down the aluminum as he brought it to his lips. You finished your drink a while ago, but had been too busy complaining about the temperature to fetch yourself another one.

Noya paused his long pull of beer to give you a mischievous sideways glance. “Want some?” he asked, tipping the can in your direction.

Relieved at the offer, you nodded with a smile. When you reached for the beverage, Noya pulled it back towards him to take another prolonged swig. His lips twisted into a smirk behind the can.

“You’re such a dick,” you whined, shoving his shoulder playfully.

Before you could condemn him further for bad behavior, Noya’s lips pressed against yours as cold beer filled your mouth. Your initial shock at his forwardness melted quickly, and you leaned into the kiss. You swallowed hard, drinking down the cocktail of saliva and alcohol. His tongue darted into your mouth briefly before he pulled away. Your eyes fluttered open, you couldn’t remember that you even shut them. Saeko’s chin rested on Noya’s shoulder, watching you slyly. She reached for Noya’s drink before taking a pull of her own.

“AC works just fine in my bedroom,” she offered softly, glistening lips grazing Noya’s ear.

You laughed nervously, “Yeah, like that cheesy line’s gonna work.”

“Did last night,” Saeko quipped, without skipping a beat. Her pupils traced down your body and back up again. Noya’s eyes met yours and narrowed, holding his breath and waiting for Saeko’s next move. The latter rose gracefully from her seat behind him. You couldn’t help but notice how her damp tank top struggled to confine her ample chest. You tried not to stare at her perky nipples, which were faintly visible through the fabric. Your mind drifted back to yesterday, getting lost between those massive mounds. The memory of her broken breaths rang in your ears.

“Come,” Saeko snapped you back to reality, offering a hand to both of you. Noya stood hastily, his arousal making itself known in the tightening of his shorts. You took Saeko’s hand and peeled your thighs from the couch. She led the two of you down the hall, the promise of cooler air breezing past your skin. What little clothing you all wore became the flagstones of a path leading from the living room to the bedroom. You arrived at your destination in a mess of tongues and fingers, eager to touch and be touched. You cupped Noya’s balls in your palm, squeezing gently as your teeth dragged along Saeko’s silken shoulder. Someone’s fingers found your clit and massaged circles into your sensitive nerves. Your knees buckled and nearly gave out.

Saeko’s lips left Noya’s to give her first command, “On the bed. Now.” He complied with a nod, climbing across the comforter before laying down on his back. Saeko dragged one last line of friction between your folds before leaving you breathless and wanting more. “Someone’s been awfully rude today,” Saeko sneered at Noya before turning back to you, “Let’s teach him some respect.” Your fingers refused to halt their exploration of Saeko’s curves while she dug around in her closet, searching for something. Noya’s eyebrows arched when she retrieved a handful of silk restraints from a stack of boxes.

She handed you two and turned towards the bed, beckoning you to follow. She grabbed a long, curved dildo from her nightstand and tossed it casually behind Noya. Your curiosity burned hot in your cheeks, and Saeko offered little to no explanation. She approached you beside the bed, taking your hips in her nimble hands and pulling you close. “We’ll save that for later angel,” her lips barely brushed yours, “when you’re begging for more.” You took a deep breath, whimpering softly on your exhale.

“Hey I’m here too,” Noya whined, brandishing his full erection with one fist around the base. He gave it a slow stroke when your eyes trained between his thighs.

Saeko leaned over him swiftly, catching his jaw in one hand. “In case you forgot, you’re just here for lip service,” she stated firmly, peering down at him, “And if you’re lucky, we’ll put that cock of yours to good use.”

“Y-yes ma’am,” Noya grunted, nodding meekly in her grip.

Saeko cast her gaze over one shoulder towards you, “Would you kindly bind this brat’s ankles for me darling? Feel free to take your sweet time, he can wait.”

Your heart raced as you climbed over Noya’s thighs to settle between them, facing the foot of the bed. You glanced over one shoulder to lock eyes with him, relishing his desperate expression, before bending forward. You parted your legs slightly, giving your dazed audience quite the view of your sultry slit. You crawled slowly towards Noya’s feet, carefully tying each ankle to opposing bed posts with the black satin ribbons. Saeko hummed in approval, happy to watch you work. But then again, she had her own task at hand.

As you finished securing the second knot, you turned back just in time to watch Saeko smother Noya’s face under her tremendous tits. She leaned across him to bound his wrist with the last remaining restraint. Noya’s primal groans were muffled by her heavy breasts as he latched onto one, sucking as much flesh into his mouth as he could fit. You crawled up between Noya’s trembling thighs, watching the precum dribble down his swollen shaft. You lapped up his seed with a slow drag of your tongue, turning his muffled groans into louder wails. His hips jerked up towards you, but you held him steady with both hands. Saeko finished tying the knot at Noya’s wrist before relieving him of her breasts. They both trained their focus on your subtle and alluring movements. You held Noya in a gasping limbo, preventing him from catching a breath as your lips wrapped around his cock.

“That’s enough toying with him,” Saeko breathed, “It’s about time someone played with you instead.” She seductively mounted the bed by Noya’s shoulder, wasting no time straddling his raised arms with her thighs. She peered down at him between her tits with a smirk. “And this should keep you quiet in the meantime.” Noya swallowed, licking his lips with anticipation. Saeko moved forward on her knees until her flushed cunt hovered inches above his face, just barely out of reach of his eager tongue. Your eyes widened and your pussy clenched, marveling at Saeko’s complete control.

“Saeko. Please, just lemme--” Saeko’s hips dropped, squelching his whining mouth with her folds. She breathed a sigh, simultaneously enjoying both his silence and wandering tongue. You watched her ride Noya’s face, drawing lazy circles with her hips. Her level of composure was immaculate, even with a swirling tongue buried in her cunt. You crawled up Noya’s body to straddle his ribs, eager to get your hands and mouth on her supple skin. She wordlessly beckoned you closer, one hand on your hip and the other around your neck. You slid your body against hers, both of your lips colliding on the process.

Saeko tasted faintly of menthol and malt liquor, a flavor more addicting than you cared to admit. She held your jaw firmly as her tongue pressed past your lips. She swallowed your wanton moans, offering a reply in a string of soft sighs. Your hands glided up her thighs, drifted over hip bones and along her ribs, until they rested beneath her impressive breasts. Saeko grinned against your lips as you took one into each hand. Her skin was soft and warm, and felt so good beneath your fingertips. You squeezed and kneaded to your heart’s content as blood rushed to your core. Your stifled sounds were growing louder and more desperate, sloppy kisses building in passion and urgency. You needed release...

… and Saeko wanted nothing more than to give you that and more. “Bend over again for me,” she gasped into your mouth, giving you an encouraging push at your waist. You turned away from her hesitantly, but obeyed. Her hands groped the soft curves of your ass before giving you a proper spank. Something between a yelp and a moan vibrated in your chest as you flinched away from her touch. You straddled Noya’s thighs, your needy pussy hovering dangerously close to his throbbing length. You wanted to sink your puffy walls over him so badly that your thighs were trembling.

“You’re so desperate to be stuffed full,” Saeko read your mind from behind, “aren’t you?” She leaned forward, pressing a tender kiss on your left asscheek. You felt one hand wander up your inner thigh, sending a shudder up your spine.

“Mmhmmph,” you agreed pathetically, sinking your chest into the mattress to bury your blushing face.

“I’ll fill you up baby. Promise.” Fingers brushed your lower lips, dragging delicately along your slit. Your hips twitched at the touch before rocking back into Saeko’s hand. She teased at your entrance in slow circles, coating her fingertips with your essence. You whimpered, clutching the bed sheets tight. She traced a line from your entrance to your clit, movements slow and teasing. Her lips were so close to yours now, hot breaths fanning across your sensitive skin. She snickered, watching your glistening hole tighten and release in earnest.

“Sae-- Saek-OH!” you wailed as her tongue pushed inside of you, drinking you in fiercely. Your thoughts melted as your eyes fell shut. You hummed into the mattress as lithe muscle reached between your walls over and over. The tip twisted down into your g-spot, shoving against it with measured force. Her thumb nudged your aroused clit, pressing into your nerves from both sides. Your hips rolled into her face uncontrollably, each thrust sending another wave of pleasure rippling down your thighs. Her tongue and finger worked in unison, slowly increasing in speed, timing the pressure to your clit with every arch of your back. The heat and tension growing inside of you was insatiable, and you could only respond with louder cries as you drooled into the sheets.

“Cum for me gorgeous,” Saeko crooned into your folds, “I want to taste it.”

Your groans dissolved into gasping sighs. She withdrew her tongue to replace it with three firm digits. Her fingertips shoved against your g-spot in a searing rhythm. Noya’s toes curled in front of you as Saeko finally offered him some relief with her lips and tongue. You could barely hear his moans over yours as you were rushed into an explosive orgasm. Your whole body tensed and twitched, breath knocked from your lungs. You gushed hot and wet over Saeko’s hand. Your juices streamed down her forearm as your knees threatened to give out entirely. You sighed brokenly, trying to catch your breath. Saeko withdrew her lips from Noya to lick up her arm, not letting any of you go to waste. She pulled her fingers from your quivering walls, before sucking them clean. She even pressed a sloppy kiss against your cunt for good measure.

“Think you can take Noya next?” Saeko asked, dragging one finger down the seam of his shaft.

You heard a “fuuuuck please” from behind her. You meekly met her inquisitive gaze over one shoulder, silently nodding your assent once more. She grinned with wicked pride, biting her lip. She loved getting to give you everything you wanted and more. She always put your pleasure and release over her own, and was never satisfied until you were a complete fucked-out mess beneath her. She finally crawled down to Noya’s chest, giving him some room to breathe before you ruined him with your drenched heat. She snaked her hands under yout, taking hold of your breasts before pulling your back up into her chest. Your thighs were still trembling from your orgasm, body filled with a warm haze.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” Saeko whispered in your ear, hands settling on your hips. You leaned against her and rested your head on her shoulder. You spread your knees a little wider until the tip of Noya’s leaking cock pushed against your folds. He hissed at the pressure, back arching beneath Saeko. She peppered your neck in gentle kisses as her hands coaxed you to lower yourself further. Your brow furrowed slightly as Noya’s head caught in your entrance, pushing steadily inside. The tingling in your sensitive nerves heightened the deeper he reached between your walls. Your breaths fell rapidly from your parted lips until you were fully seated in his lap. Your entrance stretched tight around his full girth, and you reached up into Saeko’s hair to hold on tight. She gave your hips an encouraging squeeze as she smiled down at you.

“Uunf. Been waiting all night to get to fuck you,” Noya muttered through clenched teeth, “Shit you’re so tight.” He ventured a slow thrust up into you, drenching his groin in your juices. His tip crashed into your wall again, jolting your nerves and heightening your senses. Noya set an overeager rhythm, reveling in finally getting his way. Saeko hummed in appreciation of your adorable noises. Her hands slid up your body to cup your bouncing tits, tweaking your hardened nipples. She pinched them between her thumbs and index fingers, holding them steady as the rest of your body moved. You clenched your teeth, shamelessly enjoying the pang of pain and the strain on your skin.

Just outside of your awareness, Saeko released one of your tits to reach for the dildo she discarded beside you earlier. She shifted slightly to place it between you, resting the base on Noya’s groin. The latter continued to bounce you over his full length without mercy. Your hitched breaths and broken moans halted in surprise when you felt cool silicone nudge between your ass cheeks. Your wide eyes searched Saeko’s mischievous expression. Completely oblivious, Noya kept carelessly thrusting into you, throwing his head back in utter satisfaction.

“You’re not full just yet,” Saeko purred. “A promise is a promise.”

“I don’t think-- uummph… I c-can’t--” you squeaked out between Noya’s hips slapping against your thighs.

Saeko chuckled, nipping at your ear. “I think you’ll surprise yourself.”

You blinked a few times, trying to clear your blurring vision. “I-I’ll try…” you managed, voice hoarse and barely there.

“Good girl,” Saeko pressed a kiss into your jaw. She settled her ass onto Noya’s stomach, halting his wild thrusts for just a moment.

“Ssshiit I’m so close,” Noya huffed loudly, tugging against his restraints in protest.

Saeko ignored him, instructing you to sit up a little straighter. Noya’s flushed cock slipped free, but was swiftly replaced by the rigid dildo. You moaned at the change of size and feeling, back curving into a perfect arch. You tried to watch over one shoulder, but your eyelids were heavy. Saeko gripped your hip and started working the toy into your sloppy entrance, coating it in the sweet nectar dripping between your lips. She shoved the toy into you with more force just to tear a ragged moan from your throat. Saeko finally sat up again, giving Noya more freedom, but kept the dildo buried inside of you.

She turned to Noya over one shoulder. “You can cum inside her if you can fit,” she challenged.

“Yes ma’am,” he nodded enthusiastically.

You leaned back into Saeko again. Your one hand tightly gripped hers on your hip as the other wrapped around her shoulder. You barely sucked in a breath before a second phallus prodded at your entrance. You winced as Noya forced his swollen tip between the dildo and the brim of your taut opening. Saeko massaged your hip bone and whispered encouragement into your ear, trying to help you relax. You spread your knees a little wider, sinking yourself over Noya a few more inches. Your muscles were stretched past their limit. You felt hopelessly overwhelmed, but something in the back of your mind wanted to push you further. You blinked back a few tears that pooled at the corners of your eyes.

“Just a little more angel,” Saeko whispered, “you’re doing so well.”

Meanwhile, Noya was losing his mind trying to squeeze into what little space was left inside you. He was slurring a variety of swears under his gasping breath. Your core was burning hot, the skin around your tingling clit pulled taut. Taking your dwindling control into her own hands, Saeko’s fingers at your pelvis slid down between your thighs. Stars exploded in your vision as her middle finger padded your raw nub. Your body twitched in her grasp, trying to process the chaotic pleasure. Noya met the opportunity with fervor, stuffing the rest of his cock inside you. Your eyes rolled back, tears streaming down your cheeks. You careened over the edge of orgasm, calling out your lovers’ names in incoherent sobs.

Noya rocked against you with a number of powerful thrusts, pushing himself and the dildo deeper inside you with every buck of his hips. You never knew this was possible for you, and something like pride swirled inside the hurricane of pleasure and stimulation wracking your body. Saeko held you close with an arm across your chest, covering your blushing cheek with ardent kisses. You barely felt Noya cum deep inside you, over and over. Most of his hot seed ran out into his lap, having nowhere else to go. He groaned loudly, hips twitching in finality.

Saeko tilted your face into hers, connecting your lips in a gentle kiss. She eyed you with admiration through her fluttering eyelashes. Whatever words she had left, you outshined them completely in your glowing beauty. She carefully eased you off of Noya before removing the sticky toy. Saeko took charge of untying each of Noya’s limbs, grabbing a box of tissues as she went. You laid down beside Noya, somehow feeling soft, warm, and numb all at once. You shared a deep sigh with him as your awareness returned in subtle waves. He rolled towards you, a cheeky smile plastered across his face. He rested one hand on your tummy, petting your soft skin gingerly. You tilted your chin slightly, begging for a kiss. He indulged you with enthusiasm, mouth open and tongue adventurous.

Saeko returned, wiping clean the mess at Noya’s crotch. He thanked her with happy hums. She pulled a few more tissues to gently collect whatever was left between your thighs. You barely noticed, head still drifting in the clouds. She discarded the soiled tissues in a bin beside her nightstand before climbing back into bed. She sidled up to your other side, swinging one leg over yours. She breathed a content sigh that brought a smile to your face. She found your hand resting at your side and slotted her fingers perfectly between yours, giving you a soft squeeze. The two of them leaned in to smooch both of your cheeks as you drifted off to sleep.

[trixibebe]

Bruh, the Kiryu fight on legend difficulty is kicking my ass so hard right now.

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After the Match - Ushijima x Reader

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Bury the Dead, then Other Things - Matsukawa x Reader 

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Eat - Osamu x Reader  (sfw)

All I Want For Christmas - Kuroo x Reader 

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Power Struggle - Ushijima x Reader

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Series: Look at Me, Senpai - Hinata has had eyes for the captain’s girlfriend since high school and doesn’t hesitate to shoot his shot.  {Completed}

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|| HEADCANONS ||

Haikyuu dads who just want to have sex in peace

Part 1: Ushijima, Daichi, Oikawa, Hinata, Kageyama

Part 2: Tendou, Matsukawa, Makki, Shirabu, Semi

|| THIRSTS & THIRSTY DRABBLES ||

- Iwa’s pomodoro technique

- Hinata + breeding

- Hinata + facefucking while recording

- Sakusa + comfort after a bad day

- Daichi + bruising your ass

- Ushijima’s hands

- Koganegawa’s hands

- Ushijima + lactation kink

- Hoshiumi + winning you over

- Goshiki + pity-fucking

- Gora + face sitting

- Hoshiumi + public sex

- Oikawa + some femdom

- Atsumu + your handprint on his ass

- Daichi + fingers down your throat, legs in the air

- Iwa + watching your couple porn with Oikawa

- Suna + degradation

- tell Oikawa he’s beautiful with your hands in his hair

- Kuroo + taking photos of you naked

- tagteamed by Oikawa and Hinata in Brazil

- Suga + bdsm

- sub!Ushijima

- Ushijima + toys

- Hinata + daddy kink

- Daichi + loving your voice

- Oikawa + more femdom

- Sakusa + bratty wife

- Akaashi + sexy cuddling

- Matsukawa + reassurance

- Suna + first kiss

- Oikawa + public sex

- Ushijima + blowjob

- Ushijima + inversion therapy

- Makki + wandering hands

- Ukai Jr + closing time sexy times

- Saeko + first meeting

- that time you suffered consequences for your entanglement with dilf!Iwa

Ask Game: Dirty Jenga from this reblogged post.

- Give a mouth and ice massage - Oikawa

- Talk dirty to them - Ushijima 

- Lick whipped cream off a body part - Bokuto

- Sit in someone’s lap - Kuroo

- Pinch someone’s butt - Sakusa

- Suck on someone’s fingers - Matsukawa

- Cop a feel - Tsukishima Kei

Minithirsts: You don’t know what you’ll get :)

- Oikawa

- Kuroo

- Bokuto

- Futakuchi

- Kageyama

- Kenma

- Sugawara

- Hinata

- Coach Nekomata

- Iwaizumi

- Sakusa

|| ANGST & ANGSTY DRABBLES ||

- love triangle with Oikawa

- missed soulmates with Ushijima

- "i have belonged to you in a way you haven't to me" - Iwa x Reader

- "It's time to face the music, I'm no longer your muse.” - Semi x Reader

- “Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it’s better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.” - Sakusa x Reader

|| FLUFF & FLUFFY DRABBLES ||

- random Sakusa x reader  (sfw)

- very first christmas with Ushijima  (sfw)

- first date with Ushijima (sfw)

- Ushijima cooking for you on Sunday mornings (sfw)

- how Oikawa handles your insecurity (sfw)

- how you meet Aone (sfw)

- Matsukawa has a habit of humming (sfw)

- Kageyama apparently likes pda (sfw)

- on sleeping with your hq fav (sfw)

|| EVENTS ||

#valentine’s day event

recreating your first date + Arryhythmia + Tsukishima

firefighter AU + HeartBeat + Meian

stargazing date + HeartBeat + Tendou

revenge AU + HeartBreak + Ushijima

Whale watching + Arrhythmia + Oikawa

Enemies to Lovers + HeartBeat + Ushijima

Recreate your first date + HeartBeat + Kita

Childhood friends to lovers + HeartBeat + Mattsun

A bet + HeartBeat + Kenma

A kiss at midnight + HeartBreak + Oikawa

Firefighter AU + HeartBeat + Iwaizumi

A quiet night at home + HeartBeat + Sugawara

Accidental kiss + HeartBreak + Asahi

Biking + Arrhythmia + Ushijima

(Last edited: 5/14/2021)

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Fanfic & Original Story Master List!

(Will be updated from time to time!)

(Also check out my discord here come chat with me and if you’re a writer too you can even advertise your stuff!)

ミ⛧Rating Chart!

🍓 - Fluff

🥝 - Fluff/Angst

🍊 - Hurt/Comfort

🍇 - Angst

- (P.S. There is a different “A x B” and “A & B” the x is a ship and the & is friends/Family bond rather than a romantic one!) 

ミ⛧Other Indicators 

✎ - TBA, being written

📕 - Oneshot

🔖 - Part of a Series

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Fanfics! *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

﹥✥Aggretsuko

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Animal Restaurant

⤷ 2

📕 Jiji & Player / 🍓

📕 Support Chef Meow & Player / 🍓 

﹥✥Anohana 

⤷ 2

📕 Anjou x Reader / 🍓

📕 Jinta x Anjou / 🍓

﹥✥A Silent Voice

⤷ 5

📕 Kazuki x Ishida / 🍊

📕 Miyoko x Reader /🍇

📕 Naoka x Miyoko / 🍓

📕 Naoka x Miyoko / 🍇

📕 Naoka x Reader / 🍓

﹥✥Attack on Titan 

⤷ 5

📕 Annie x Mina / 🍇

📕 Connie x Sasha / 🍓

📕 Mikasa x Sasha / 🍓 

📕 Ymir x Krista x Sasha / 🍓

📕 Ymir x Sasha / 🍓

﹥✥Avatar: The Last Airbender 

⤷ 2

📕 Ty-Lee x Azula / 🍓

📕 Ty-Lee x Azula / 🍓

﹥✥Blue Exorcist 

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Bojack Horseman 

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Brand New Animal 

⤷ 1

📕 Nazuna x Michiru / 🍓

﹥✥Carole & Tuesday 

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Corpse Party 

⤷ 1

📕 Naomi x Saeko / 🍇 

﹥✥Demon Slayer 

⤷ 1

📕 Rengoku x Reader / 🍓

﹥✥Disenchantment 

⤷ 1

📕 Mara x Bean / 🍇  

﹥✥Doki-Doki Literature Club 

⤷ 2

📕 Yuri x Natsuki / 🍊

📕 Yuri x Reader / 🍓

﹥✥Erased 

⤷ 1

📕 Kayo & Satoru / 🍓

﹥✥Future Diaries

⤷ 1

📕 Uryuu x Reader / 🥝

﹥✥Genshin Impact 

⤷ 14

✎ Arataki Itto x Kujou Sara

✎ Arataki Itto x Gorou

✎ Arataki Itto x Kokomi

📕 Barbara x Bennett / 🍓 

📕 Barbara x Bennett / 🥝

✎ Barbara x Fischl

✎ Bennett x Fischl

✎ Bennett x Fischl x Razor

✎ Bennett x Razor

✎ Chongyun x Xingqiu 

🔖 “Eat The Rich” Genshin Oc story 

📕 Eula x Amber / 🍊 

✎ Eula x Shenhe

📕 Ganyu x Keqing / 🍇

📕 Hu Tao x Yanfei / 🍓 

✎ Kaeya x Rosaria 

📕 Kazuha x Tomo / 🍇

✎ Kokomi x Gorou

✎ Kokomi x Kujou Sara

📕 Kokomi x Hu Tao / 🍓 

✎ Kujou Sara x Gorou

✎ Lisa x Jean

🔖 Pokemon Au

✎ Raiden x Yae

📕 Ruin Graders / 🥝

📕 Vlad x Nadia / 🍇

📕 Deaf!Yoimiya x Arataki Itto / 🥝 

📕 Yun Jin x Xinyan / 🍓

📕 Zhongli & Hu Tao / 🍓 

﹥✥Haikyuu!

⤷ 2

📕 Iwaizumi x Oikawa / 🍓

📕 Trans Man!Kenma & Trans Man! Hearing Impaired!Reader / 🍓

﹥✥Hazbin Hotel

⤷ 3

📕 Alastor x Charlie / 🍇

📕 Vaggie & Angeldust / 🍊 

📕 Vaggie x Charlie / 🍊 

﹥✥Helluva Boss

⤷ 4

📕 Blitzo & Loona / 🍇

📕 Stolas x Blitzo / 🍓

📕 Stolas x Blitzo / 🍇

📕 Stolas x Blitzo / 🥝

﹥✥I Love Yoo 

  ⤷ 1

📕 Shin ae x Yeong gi / 🍇

﹥✥Inside Job 

⤷ 0

✎ Reagan x Reader / 🍓 

﹥✥Kakegurui 

⤷ 7

📕 Kirari x Fem!Reader x Sayaka / 🍓

📕 Kirari x Sayaka / 🍓

📕 Mary x Kirari / 🍓

📕 Mary x Reader / 🍓

📕 Mary x Ririka /  🍓

📕 Midari x Reader / 🍓

📕 Yumeko x Reader / 🍓

﹥✥Kakegurui: Midari! 

⤷ 1

📕 Midari x Nureba x Habakiri / 🍓

﹥✥Kakegurui: Twin! 

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Kipo and the Age of the Wonderbeasts 

⤷ 2

📕 Benson & Kipo / 🍓

📕 Kipo & Wolf / 🍓

﹥✥Legend of Korra 

⤷ 1

📕 Asami x Korra / 🍓

﹥✥Little Witch Academia 

⤷ 2

📕 Amanda x Diana / 🍇

📕 Diana x Akko / 🍓

﹥✥March Comes in Like a Lion

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Masketeers 

⤷ 3

📕 Caine / 🍇 

📕 Falcon x Nightingale / 🍊 

📕 Masketeers / 🥝

﹥✥Misao 

⤷ 1

📕 Kudoh x Misao / 🍇

﹥✥My Hero Academia

⤷ 35

📕 Aoyama x Bakugo /  🍇 

📕 Bakugo’s Birthday / 🍓 

📕 Bakugo x Camie / 🍓

📕 Bakugo Household / 🍓 

📕 Fem!Bakugo x Kaminari / 🍓 

📕 Bakugo x Kaminari / 🍊 

📕 Bakugo x Reader / 🍓

📕 Bakugo x Uraraka / 🍓 

📕 Bakugo x Uraraka / 🍓 

📕 Bakugo x Uraraka x Kirishima / 🍊

🔖 Hanahaki

📕 Hatsume x Reader / 🍊

📕 Himiko / 🍇

🔖 Reformed Himiko Toga Au Story

📕 Hitoshi x Reader / 🍓

📕 Iida x Inasa / 🍇

📕 Iida x Yaoyorozu / 🍓

📕 Inko x Toshinori / 🍓

📕 Izuku’s Birthday / 🍓 

📕 Izuku Fathers Day / 🍇 

📕 Izuku x Reader / 🍓

📕 Kaminari x Jirou / 🍓 

📕 Kirishima x Ashido / 🍓

📕 Kirishima x Bakugo x Uraraka / 🍊 

📕 Kirishima x Fem!Reader / 🍓

📕 Kyouka x Reader / 🍓

📕 Nemuri x Yu / 🍓 

📕 Rumi Usagiyama x Moe Kamiji / 🍓

📕 Shinsou x Uraraka / 🍓 

📕 Tetsutetsu x Reader / 🍓

📕 Todoroki x Reader / 🍓

📕 Todoroki x Uraraka / 🍓 

📕 Toga x Reader / 🍓

📕 Toga x Uraraka / 🥝 

📕 Tokoyami x Hagakure / 🍓 

📕 Yaoyorozu x Ashido / 🍓

 ﹥✥My Little Monster

⤷ 4

📕 Haru x Reader / 🍓 

📕 Werewolf!Haru x Shizuku / 🍓

📕 Shizuku x Reader / 🍓

📕 Yamaguchi x Shizuku / 🍇 

﹥✥Mystic Messenger

⤷ 1

📕 Jaehee x MC / 🍓 

﹥✥Omori

⤷ 1

📕 Aubrey x Sunny / 🍓

﹥✥Ouran High-School Host Club

⤷ 1

📕 Tamaki x Kyoya / 🍇

﹥✥Parasyte

⤷ 1

📕 Shinichi & Kana / 🍇

﹥✥Pokemon Sword/Shield

⤷ 0

✎ Marnie x Bede / 🍓 

﹥✥Q-Force

⤷ 2

📕 Stat x Reader / 🍓

📕 Stat x Reader / 🍇

﹥✥Saiki K

⤷ 1

📕 Auira x Trans Man!Reader /🍓

﹥✥Scissor Seven

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥She-ra

⤷ 0

-

﹥✥Sk8

⤷ 1

📕 Reki x Reader / 🍊

﹥✥Soul Eater

⤷ 1

📕 Soul x Maka / 🍇

﹥✥Total Drama Island

⤷ 1

📕 Duncan x Gwen / 🍇

﹥✥Voltron

⤷ 1

📕 Lance x Pidge / 🍓

﹥✥Your Light

⤷ 1

📕 Kase x Yamada / 🍓

Hey! Just about any requests are welcome from any fandom on this list! I just don’t do adult/minor or teen/tween even as aged up because it still feels icky... I also don’t do incest, that is nasty homies. But please request ships for me to write about in my asks! If you do, please make sure to include what fandom it’s from, if you want fluff/angst/comfort/etc etc. I also don’t do smut, so, none of that! If you can, maybe at least have some kind of prompt? Even if it’s just (A took B on a date!) It can be that simple but gives me something to work with!

✧･ﾟ: *Post Date: 

⤷ Jan 13th, 2022

✧･ﾟ: *Last Edited:

⤷ November 1st, 2022

[grellsutcliffsworld]

Fandoms I will write for:

Good Omens:

Aziraphale

Crowley

Gabriel

Black Butler:

Ciel Phantomhive

Sebastian Michaelis

Bardroy

Finny

Maylene

Elizabeth Midford

Alois Trancy

Claude Faustus

Undertaker

Othello

William T. Spears

Grell Sutcliff

Eric Slingby

Alan Humphries

Ronald Knox

Ash/Angela

Prince Soma

Agni

Joker

Beast

Snake

Doll

Peter

Wendy

Baron Calvin

Sherlock BBC:

Sherlock Holmes

Mycroft Holmes

John H. Watson

Mary Moran

Mrs. Hudson

Molly Hooper

Jim Moriarty

Greg Lestrade

Phillip Anderson

Sally Donovan

Assassination Classroom:

Koro Sensei

Bitch Sensei

Karasuma Sensei

Nagisa Shiota

Karma Akabane

Kayano Kaede

Nakamura Rio

Maehara Hiroto

Isogai Yuma

Okuda Manami

Yada Toka

Sugino Tomohito

Kanzaki Yukiko

Kurahashi Hinano

Fuwa Yuzuki

Okano Hinata

Kataoka Meg

Hayami Rinka

Chiba Ryunosuke

Okajima Taiga

Hara Sumire

Mimura Koki

Kimura Masayoshi

Sugaya Sosuke

Takebayashi Kotaro

Hazama Kirara

Terasaka Ryoma

Muramatsu Takuya

Joshida Taisei

Itona Horribe

Ritsu

Asano Gakushu

Teppei Araki

Ren Sakakibara

Natsuhiko Koyama

Tomoya Seo

Ouran highschool host club:

Tamaki René Suoh

Kyoya Ootori

Haruhi Fujioka

Hikaru Hitachiin

Kaoru Hitachiin

Honey Mizukuni

Takashi "Mori" Morinozuka

Renge Houshakuji

Highschool of the dead:

Takashi Komuro

Rei Miyamoto

Saeko Busujima

Saya Takagi

Kohta Hirano

Shizuka Marikawa

Alice Maresato

Koichi Shindo

Things I will write:

Fluff

Smut

Angst

Comfort

NSFW

Reader × Charakter

Genderneutral reader

What I won't write:

Character × Charakter

LGBTQ+ (Because 1. I don't know much about it and 2. It actually just makes me really uncomfortable.)

Incest (I also don't ship Ciel and Lizzy, since they are cousins.)

I do:

Oneshots

Headcanons

Drabbles/Scenarios

Match-ups

O&A for the characters

Roleplay

Rules:

Be polite

Keep in mind that I still have a personal life to tend to outside of this account and that your request might take a bit, so please be patient.

If you see in this description that I don't write certain things, don't request it.

Don't pressure me into things or to write faster.

Now I do hope to see your requests in my inbox very soon~

[kiconwrites]

Baewatch

When surfer Nishinoya Yuu sees hot new lifeguard Tanaka Ryuunosuke for the first time, he realizes he and his friends Daichi and Yachi all have crushes on lifeguards. So he makes a competition to see who can seduce their lifeguard first. What could go wrong?

HQ Rarepair AU Week, Day Seven: Free | @hqrarepair2021​

"Did you guys see that new lifeguard?" Noya hisses once they're past the tower.

"Oh, yeah, Asahi said he's Saeko's little brother," Daichi replies, adjusting his grip on his longboard. "Just started this week."

"Who knew Saeko had a little brother?" Noya asks. "And why is he so fucking hot?"

Haikyuu!! ~ T ~ 12145 ~ Oneshot ~ Alternate Universe

AO3 | FF.Net

[kazutoro]

ׂׂૢ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 .

i will not write :

nsfw , highly triggering

+ sensitive topics , dark

content , or mental illness .

blacklisted characters :

kisaki tetta , endeavor ,

mineta ,( old ) ukai ,

characters aged -15 , etc .

WHAT I WILL WRITE :

▓ TOKYO REVENGERS.

manjiro sano , ken ryuguji , keisuke baji , takashi mitsuya , hanagaki takemichi , emma sano ,matsuno chifuyu , ran haitani , rindou haitani , souya kawata , nahoya kawata , haruchiyo sanzu , shuji hanma , hanemiya kazutora , hajime kokonoi

▓ HAIKYUU.

koushi sugawara , sawamura daichi , tooru oikawa , tobio kageyama , shoyo hinata , yuu nishinoya , ryuunosuke tanaka , chikara ennoshita , hajime iwaizumi , kei tsukishima , tadashi yamaguchi , shimizu kiyoko , hitoka yachi , azumane asahi , keishin ukai , saeko tanaka , akiteru tsukishima , haiba lev , kenma kozume , morisuke yaku , tetsurou kuroo , wakatoshi ushijima , satori tendou

▓ ATTACK ON TITAN.

levi ackermann , hange zoe , erwin smith , eren yeager , mikasa ackermann , historia reiss , armin arlert , jean kirstein , annie leonhart , reiner braun , berthold hoover , connie springer , sasha braus

▓ JUJUTSU KAISEN.

( coming soon )

▓ BNHA.

katsuki bakugou , ochako uraraka , momo yaoyorozu , tsuyu asui , shoto todoroki , izuku midoriya , shota aizawa , eijiro kirishima , mina ashido , kyouka jirou , kaminari denki , hitoshi shinso , touya todoroki , tamaki amajiki , tenya iida , hanta sero

GENRE :

reader : male , female , gender - neutral

type : drabble , oneshot , headcanons , smaus , brainrot

mood : angsty , fluffy , soft , sleepy , etcetera.