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j-u-u-z-o · 5 months

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First Come, First Serve (Doctor Isshin Kurosaki x Reader Roleplay) 18+ NSFW‼️

AN: Voila! The title of the fic says it all and I finally finished it. This scenario was sitting in my drafts since JUNE. And like always, thinking of an idea for a dilf like isshin drives me nuts. I hope I executed this perfectly. Basically, imagine it as an ASMR experiment? I guess it’s a roleply scenario? Idk ! he’s a doctor and is happily married to reader! 💕plus, reader calls him “Isshi” cause it’s cute. Anyway,this was actually fun to write - I hope you enjoy it! 💕

THIS IS A CONSENSUAL ROLEPLAY SCENARIO.

Synopsis: Isshin randomly giving his lovely wife a “checkup” first thing in the morning but they have to be quiet. So they won’t wake up Yuzu.😅

WARNING: isshin being a goofball, ROLEPLAY, slow start to smut, foreplay, slight DOM, smut, DILF, NSFW‼️, GRAMMAR

THIS IS A CONSENSUAL ROLEPLAY SCENARIO. Gotta repeat myself cuz some ppl be dumb/blind af

Take your time reading due to pacing! Enjoy! ☺️❤️

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The sounds of clattering and boiling sounds gently echoed in the kitchen. There, you stood in front of the stove, in your silky night dress, Stirring the boiling eggs in the pot and the potatoes in the other. It was a bright and quiet Saturday morning in the Kurosaki household. You, like always, are the first to get up to prepare breakfast for your family (in-law). but, your husband, isshin, beat you to it this time.

You were preparing a light breakfast for yourself at almost 11am. Isshin had dropped off Karen to soccer practice and ichigo left to hang out with his friends in Tokyo, and Little yuzu was the only one that stayed home — Still asleep. Earlier, Yuzu mumbled that she didn’t want what you were making for breakfast and that she wanted cereal, you recalled while humming a favorite tune as you began peeling the egg shells and placed the eggs on the white plate next to your potatoes.

A few minutes passed while you ate your breakfast quietly. Soon, you heard a familiar sound from a car that sounded like it locked. Then, the sound of the front sliding door getting unlocked and then it sliding open. Finally, You heard a long sigh. One that sounded like it was a “relief” to hear. You noticed It was your husband, Isshin. A faint smile on your face, You got up and walked to the sink to clean up your mess. You guessed Karen got annoyed about something that she almost beat him to the ground. But you mentally discarded the thought as you heard his footsteps enter the kitchen.

“Ooh.” He sounded gruffly, standing in the doorway, happy to see that you’re awake now. You turned your head and smiled softly at the man in sight before turning back to clean your mess in the sink. “Well good morning to you too, my beautiful wife.” He continued, walking to his ray of sunshine. You. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and planted a light kiss on your temple. “Mmm.” He groaned, absorbing your presence while he hid his face in your neck.

“Good morning, honey.” You said softly, raising your hand to stroke your the back of the dark haired man’s head, gently. He gave another pleasing groan before he said, “I feel so much better now than I was sending Karen to practice. We were almost late. ” He ended with a chuckle. “You’re here now so that’s all that matters, love.” You assured him, turning off the faucet and quickly wiping away some of the water off the sink. Isshin hummed in agreement and tightened his hold around you a little more. Embracing your warmth. You caressed the top of his hand where it stayed on your tummy before turning to him. You both looked into each other’s eyes for a moment.

The white noise was filled the room comfortably while you both absorbed each other’s presence. “You have me head over heels, honey.” His eyes glinted, taking in your beautiful face. You giggled. Remembering the times he said that to you when you dated him — in the earlier stages of the relationship. “I know that, isshi’” you lightly snorted. “You said that over million times before.” Reminding him. “And I’ll say it a billion times more.” He replied, pulling your closer to him, chest to chest. “Like, during your check-up.” He pointed out, hiding his grin as he watched the way your dowey eyes slowly blinked in confusion.

“Eh?” You’re confused. Indeed. You looked up at him for answers but he didn’t speak more after that.

His clinic is open on Saturdays now? Is he allowing some of his patients to come in for a follow-up?

Your head was filling up with questions and isshin knew it was while he continued looking at your beautiful orbs. “N-no…I’m not due for a check-up, isshi.” You gave him a worried and knowing look. In fact, you were still having war flashbacks when you were having a checkup with your husband (slash doctor) and it led to passionate love-making in the patient room. Which of course, got interrupted by a patient that hollered at the front desk, if anyone was there for them to check-in for their (supposed) appointment. But, they were also also concerned about you. since you were a bit loud in the patient room — getting pleased by your husband.

Isshin, who had forgotten that he had one last patient before closing, brushed it off by telling the person that he was working on removing a really bad burn on your arm. Thankfully, the patient gave a convincing head nod and the rest was history. With this, you never wanted to have or plan an appointment whenever a patient visits his clinic on the same day. “Yeah…” you convinced yourself again. “I don’t need one, honey.” Your hand caressed his chest, reassuringly. “And it’s Saturday.” Your eyes looked into his, “the clinic is closed today.” You spoke softly, you kept on reminding him and yourself.

Isshin moved his hand up under his chin and brushed his bristly hair and said, “Hmm. That’s is indeed true.” He puckered his lips — giving his signature thinking face. You watched him expectantly, still stroking his covered chest. “Hmm…” he said, your eyes slowly widening for an answer.

“Well! The earlier the better!” He winked and gave a thumbs up before taking your hand with his, and walking you to the other side of the house — the Kurosaki Clinic.

“Eh?! W-wait isshiii~” you whined, holding on to his hand, anyway. He smiled widely as he skipped through the hallway, victoriously.

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You sighed. “Hun. You check on me every day.” You reminded him. again — feeling like it’s been 10 times. Isshin is smart. Yet, he’s so silly. You thought. But he’s your silly husband. Whom you love so much. Especially when it comes to alone time.

Like this one, probably.

You both made it to the office. Quietly and safely — while being mindful that little yuzu is sleeping upstairs. He grabbed his clipboard from the front door and Of course, he had to triple check to see if he actually had any patients today, before he opened the patient room door. This man…You shook your head in disbelief. Luckily, he didn’t see.

He walked you inside with his hand still holding onto yours and closed the door behind you. You were going to walk to the patient bed but isshin gently pulled you back and whispered, “Put this on, honey.” You raised an eyebrow. He turned around to get an item from the top cabinet and gave it to you. It was a pink patient gown. The only one he selected for you, of course. You didn’t really need it but you couldn’t protest. He’s doing his job, you mentally noted.

“Okay. I’m changed, isshi.” You softly spoke, standing in the middle of the room. waiting for further instructions from your husband doctor. He turned around to see you in the new outfit. “You look beautiful, lovely” a smirk crept up his face as puts on his white lab coat and his stethoscope around his neck. You rolled your eyes. “Let’s get started, shall we?” He wiggled his eyebrow and grabbed two rolling backless chairs for you and him.

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“Stop being silly!” You pointed, giggling at the man-child who was spinning around in his chair while he wrote down his notes. He asked you a few questions:

“ what do you eat?”

“how do you sleep?”

“what do you do each day?”

“what activities do you enjoy?”

And then, it led to the most self-answered questions like:

what your sex life is like?

And he looks up at you from his clipboard with a knowing grin on his face. Which you want to kick so bad.

He knows the answer. He’s great in bed — With you.

“It’s going great~ thank you for asking…Doctor” you emphasize the ladder, sarcastically. trying to not look annoyed; and not laugh at his antics. because he is your husband, in fact.

Afterwards, Isshin moved back to put his clipboard on the counter and rolled moved closer to you. “Alright. I’m going to listen to your pulses.” He puts on the stethoscope in his ears while you opened the robe a bit to reveal a bit of your chest. He placed the cool circular object on your chest for a few seconds and did the same on the other areas of your body: lungs and intestines. You watched his hand movements and then you looked at him. He looks so focused in his work that you blushed a little. He looks very handsome doing his work too, you thought. Then, he moved the object up to your heart. “Breathe in, slowly.” He said lowly and focused. You submitted. He Listened to your heartbeat. They were music to his ears.

“Now, Breathe out, slowly.” You followed. He groaned in satisfaction. It sounded throaty that you giggled softly, a faint smile on your face. “I can tell that you’re so in love with me, honey.” He chuckled, still listening to your heart beating in his ears. “Isshin!” You whispered, gently smacking his shoulder. He’s so cheesy. “Whaaat? I can’t compliment my wife?” He joked, leaning back to put the medical instrument around his neck. “Alright.” He clapped. “Next are your ears.” He took out the Otodcope from his pocket and leaned over to see your ear.

You held your breath for a moment. His face was so close to yours. You can see his chest hair peeking out his floral shirt. He smelled good too. He used your favorite cologne — the one you bought for his birthday. Sharp and musky with a bit of spice. You described. It fits him very well.

“Raise your hand if you can hear the beeping sounds.” He ordered, while observing the insides of your ear. You did. After a while, he cleaned the device and puts it back in his pocket. “Good to know that you can… hear me perfectly.” He grinned, looking at you with a deep meaning behind it. You blushed. “I-isshi, stop being childish and just do your job.” You pouted, failing to look serious. “But Where’s the fun in that?” His eyes glowered, still holding your gaze as he got up, then turning to his counter to write notes on his clipboard. “Plus, it’s Saturday.” He recycled your words from earlier. “Oh Shut up. I should be saying that, you know!” Crossing your arms, knowing that your goofy husband, the love of your life, just wants to make you feel good — even while he’s working.

“I know, I know.” He walked towards you, bending down to kiss your forehead gently, as an apology. “Aww. You’re too sweet.” You snorted, sounding sarcastic. “Hm. Well My lovely wife seems healthy so far. I gotta show some kind of appreciation for her.” He emphasized before giving you another forehead kiss. “Or else, I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.” He mumbled, pouting a bit.

Isshin turned back to his counter to take out a pair of gloves. You watched his broad back. Curious, you wondered what he meant by that statement. “What do you mean by appreciation?” Your check-up still isn’t done, you mentally noted. Isshin grunted while his fingers flexed to get inside the gloves. the sounds of the rubber coming from it rang in your ears from afar. “Maa…” he turned and walked towards you again. You looked at him and tilted your head. “You’ll see.” He said, his fingers tracing yours arms, signaling you to get up.

Suddenly, Isshin kicked the rolling chair away from the the two of you. Startling you. “Isshi -“ What -“ his hands slid under your patient gown and gripped your thighs from underneath. “Ah! Yelp!” You gasped, your legs automatically wrapped around his waist. “Wait - isshi -“ you grabbed onto his shirt, holding on to it tightly.

“We’re almost done!” He announced, closing the curtains from behind him and turned to walk to the patient bed. “Isshi! I’m not a baby!” You pointed, sitting on the bed. Also Trying to get a hold of what just happened. you frowned and looked up at the said man. Speechless. “What, I can’t help my lovely wife?” He muttered, chuckling as his covered hands stroked your thighs.

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“Stay still, honey.” He demanded, his voice came out low. He was checking for any signs of lumps. His hands caressed your body — hidden beneath the pink patient robe. His hands pressed against your body to feel any signs of it; making you feel a rush of anticipation. This is your husband that you’re talking about. His hands were distracting you from your thoughts. Your orbs followed his fingers as the fabric brushed against the gloves. The room was very quiet except for his throaty groans while he did his task. You quickly glanced up at his face and down to his hands. You’re not sure why you did that.

You gulped when he worked his hands up to your neck. You tucked your lips in - feeling his fingers brush your skin. He’s just doing his job. You reminded yourself. However, your eyes noticed that his brown ones were staring at your lips while his fingers checked for any bumps. You quivered when his fingers brushed against your favorite spot along you neck before he held your face up. Don’t speak. You told yourself. Anticipating what he might do next. Suddenly, he bent over and his soft lips met yours. It wrapped around yours with pent up desire. Slow yet deep. You didn’t protest. You accepted it. “Mm.” You closed your eyes while your lips followed his. His lips slowly smacked against yours — His tongue slipping into your mouth a few times to find yours until he did. The tip of his tongue circled yours for a moment before he broke the heated kiss. You bit your bottom lip and looked into his eyes while he held your face up.

“Rest assured, love.” He whispered, his thumbs stroking your cheeks, a glint in his eyes making you body feel fuzzy. Like he started the fire and he’s going to make sure he’ll get it all out. he peppered your lips with kisses as he was untying your gown from the front. You held his face — not wanting his lips to leave yours while you kissed him passionately. Soon after, he gently pulled the fabric off your shoulders while his lips were on yours and began kneading your globes. “Mm.” You quivered, his warm hands groping your flesh felt good. His palms grazed your nipples in circles before his fingertips stroked them softly — making them hard. You kept squirming under his touch due to your feather like touches.

He broke the kiss again and eyed your perky nipples. “They look healthy to me.” He chuckled, knowing that his ministrations always had a great effect on your body. You giggled softly, “you think so?” You whispered, looking down at him. He looked up at you for a moment and said, “Mm. perhaps, I need a second opinion.” He looked down at your pebbled nipples again.

Both of his index fingers flicked your nipples, gently. He gave a satisfied groan. Your nipples looked like they needed to be sucked on, badly. He contemplated it too while flicked them slowly. You put your hand on the back of his head and giggled. Reading his mind. He giggled too. “Isshi?” You called him softly. He looked up at you and leaned closer to one of your nipples and whispered, “sit up straight for me, honey.” He mumbled. You did. Soon after, your eyes widened when his long and thick tongue came out and licked around your nipple. “A-ah.” You breathe out, quivering from the sensation. You tucked in your lips and whimpered as the thick appendage licked it just right — on the center of it. Your shaky breathes goes unoticed. Isshin held on to your lower arms and brushed his thumbs on your soft skin as he did so. To keep you still.

“Mmm.” He moaned, His lips wrapped around your nipples and gently sucked it before flicking it. A long breathless moan left your lips. The light sounds from his wet tongue sounded in your ears. “Feels so good isshi.” You whispered, moaning softly as he circled his tongue on your nipples. His other hand moved to knead your free globe. Giving you the chance to brush your fingers in his hair. “Mmm.” He groaned, his eyes closed while he sucked your erect nipples with a deep and slow desire. He’s in heaven.

You rubbed your legs together as he moved to the other nipple— you were definitely getting wet as time went by. “Unh.” You breathed out, circling your fingers in his dark hair as his tongue circled your nipple. A few moments later, he removed his lips from your hardened nipples with a wet pop.

The cool air brushed your nipples making you twitch a bit. He looked at his hard work with a grin. You watched him while you panted. “They’re even healthier looking now.” He praised, groping both flesh. He moved up to pepper your lips with kisses in the very quiet room.

“Lay down, honey.”

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“Ngh…” you squirmed, laying on our elbows as you watched him steadily rub the wet fold of your pussy. He took a closer look at his fingers getting covered with your arousal. “So wet.” He muttered, hearing the light wet sounds while he rubbed it against his covered finger and thumb. He dipped his finger into his mouth and licked his finger. Your pussy kept throbbing as your eyes traced his tongue slowly licking it clean.

“Mmm.” He licked his lips and spread your legs further apart. “U-uuunh.” You moaned, circling your hips as his fingers explored your pussy — feeling his calloused fingers rub your sensitive clit side to side. He chuckled and moved up to kiss your lips, softly. Slowly, his lips smacked against yours as he did so — stroking your clit with his middle finger in circles. You moaned softly in the slow kisses and moved your hand down to his hand and pushed it down against your clit — circling your hips up to stroke your clit against it. A rush of pleasure fluttering through your body. “You’re pretty good at keeping track of your own…needs.” He praised, breaking away from the kiss softly and sliding his finger up and down your pussy, making you moan as you squirmed beneath him.

He leaned back and pushed you up against the pillows on the patient bed. “Isshi.” You whined, automatically holding your legs from underneath when you felt his big covered fingers spread your pussy open. “Ah!” You gasped, feeling his lips slowly leave open mouthed kisses on your clit. A satisfied groan left your throat and your head fell back on the pillow. You’re being mindful to not wake up little yuzu in her sleep. Your heavy pants echoed in the quiet patient room. His soft lips nibbled your folds as his tongue gently sucked on your clit while he gently peppered it with kisses. “O-oh.” You whispered, your pussy kept pulsating against his lips. “Ahh Isshi.” You breathed out, lowly. Your hips twitching under him.

The thick and slow smacking of his lips on your pussy is the only nosie that filled the room. And it rang in your ears as you watched him. “Ungh. Isshi…Feels so good.” You whispered , stroking his dark hair synchronously as he circled your clit. “Oh fuck.” You breathed out, his girthy tongue flicked your sobbing cunt passionately. After a while, you pushed his head down and lifted your legs up as you’re getting close to your orgasm. Your toes started cramping . “O-ooh.” You whispered roughly, having difficulty trying to control your breathes and your hips until you reached your first orgasm, abruptly.

You’re squirmed under his tongue which expertly explored your pussy. “Oh my god, isshi.” You praised breathlessly, in full bliss — your hand still on top of his head, the other in a small fist next your mouth while your eyes were closed. His head tilted to the side to lick your cunt and up to your clit. Licking it up and down, paninfully slow. You took a deep breath and grounded your hips deeply on the bed — seeking for sheer friction against his warm and savory muscle. It felt so good. Your chest heaved that it hurt.

Your whispered praises echoed in the room. “Oh. Yeah.” You placed both of your hands on his head and turned your head to the side and rolled your hips up to his mouth— relishing the heat of his tongue gilding your folds. Up and down. “Ughh.” You pulled his hair. He grunted and slurped your sobbing pussy. Your mouth widened and your back arched when he flicked your clit — making your hips stutter. “U-unh…” you panted heavily, circling your hips in tandem with his tongue swiping your clit. “Oh baby.” You whined, twitching underneath him.

“Mmm.” He groaned in satisfaction as he heard you suck in a long breath like a snake. Wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking it, gently. “Unh! ~ don’t stop.” You encouraged him, your hands brushing his hair messily. Eventually, he his thick tongue dipped into your cunt and you saw stars.

“Ngh.” You croaked, the heavy wet sounds echoed in the room. “Ahh. Lick it, lick it.” You whispered, you pushed his head deeper as he glided his tongue up to your clit and flicked it. Your pussy pulsated uncontrollably. “Unh!” you began rolling your his on his tongue, roughly. “Ooh fuck~ isshi…so good.~” he moaned while he bobbed his head leaving messy open mouthed kisses on your your sobbing pussy.

“Unh~” your breath hitched, your hands started trembling as you moved them down to his shoulders. “Isshi’…ah.” you stuttered, your stomach tightened as you got closer to your next release. “I-I’m g-gonna cum.” You whispered, your trembling fingers move up your mouth- trying to cover your whimpers and the callings of his name as your orgasm approached rapidly. Soon after, a fierce and violent rush of pleasure fluttered through your body - your mouth wide open as your head pushed back deeply into pillow — cumming.

“Good.” He licked his lips and rose up, watching you breathe heavily below him. His brown orbs trailed down to your throbbing pussy. “You’re completely fine there.”

Your eyes fluttered open while your pussy was still pulsating. He leaned forward. Closer to your face. Your fingers held his face and kissed him, deeply. His thick tongue wrapped around yours — endlessly tasting yourself. Deep kisses echoed in the room and behind the curtains. Your still want more.

“I want it.” You whispered against his lips. He was a little taken aback. but you’re his wife. So, without hesitation, he pulled you down to the end of the bed. Closer to his hips. He pushed his hips against yours. You felt his hard cock hidden underneath his black pants. He circled his hips — creating a mess on his pants from your arousal. “You want it, huh.” He said. You listened as you watched him unbuckle his belt and unzipped his pants. You sat up on your elbows and watched him pull out his hardened cock. You nodded as you watched him stroke its length. The thick dark hairs surrounding his cock and a few veins on made you clench on nothing.

“Isshi.”you called softly, pulling him closer by his waist with small your hand. Your Breath hitches when he rubbed the warm light brownish tip around your sobbing pussy and pushing it up against your clit. “Unh.” You moaned, spreading your legs as much as you could — your feet in the air before he pushed it in slowly. “Ooh.” You moaned softly, biting your lips as your watched his length enter your core. His soft throaty groan escaped him as he felt your plush walls pull him in. You leaned back on your hands when he held your legs from underneath and pushed it back a bit — spreading you open more.

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The legs under the bed creaked in the room. Your pants mixed with hisses echoed filled the room along with his throaty groans. Your arousal squelched every time he entered your sobbing core — your head nodding in pleasure of his pace. “Ahh.” You moaned, the tip poking your g-spot everytime he pushed in deeply — your walls spasming around his cock. You closed your eyes to focus on the pleasure between your legs. “Look at me.” He said, rolling his hips up each time he entered your sobbing pussy. You opened your eyes. They’re hazy while you’re trying to see his face clearly. “Don’t look away.” He ordered again, pulling you closer to him — your ass on the very end of the bed. “Oh baby.” You breathed out, his cock kept stroking your walls, lovingly.

To reward you, a long thick line of spit fell on your clit. Warm and fuzzy. “Unh.” You moaned, feeling the warmth slowly drip drip down your pussy. “Unh..yeah.” You praised, feeling his thumb smother it on your clit in circles. You whimpered and rolled your hips up. “Like that, isshi.” You encouraged him, raising your hips off the bed and pushed it forward to meet his thrusts. His thumb felt so good rubbing your clit — making you clench around his cock, lovingly.

He Increased his pace and added more of his spit on your pussy. The filthy squelching sounds mixed with your arousal echoed in the thick atmosphere. You looked down and saw white rings on his length. Especially, the mess you and him made — Smothering the two of you. It kissed each other loudly each time his hips met yours roughly — slapping one another, making it extremely lewd.

“Unghh.” He grunted lowly, leaning closer to your face. “You feel so good, honey. Taking me so well.” He praised, his pupils were dark and wide. You gazed at them for a moment before he kissed you deeply. “Mm.” You whimpered, your assets quickly responding to his deep thrusts. The thick wet slapping sounds had gotten louder and filthier. His kisses moved down to your jawline and under your neck — hiding his face there. You felt his warm exhales on your skin making your wallls tighten around his girth.

Soon after, his hips slammed against yours quickly. “U-ungh!” You breathed out, your head had fallen back. “Shit.” He groaned roughly, gripping your ass and pulling you roughly towards him while he pounded into your core. You whined and stared at the ceiling, panting. your hand held onto the back of his neck. Your legs were dangling in the air in his hold — as they’ve been putty for a long period of time.

“Isshi!” You whispered loudly, his tip hitting your g-spot. Suddenly, a long groan left his throat when he felt your walls trembling uncontrollably around his cock. Your nails digged into his neck while your pussy was pulsating until you released — squirting on him. You panted quickly — getting overstimulated by his quick thrusts until he slammed his hips once more and froze. the bed creaking stopped; a rush of warm liquid covered your spongy walls.

You both remained unmoved. Letting out heavy pants. His cock twitched in your core making you quiver in his hold. He peppered your neck with kisses and moved up to your lips. Your lips wrapped around his lazily. He broke the kiss and looked at the mess in between you two. “Heh. This proves that you are in a very healthy state.” He chuckled, giving a few slow thrusts before he pulled out. His cum dripping down his length. “This concludes your check-up, honey.” He grinned stupidly with a sweaty smile on his face.

You scoffed. Youre cool down was taking a while to fade. “you’re insufferable!” You managed to say and smacked his shoulder. He massaged your legs with his a pout. “enough, I’m going to take a shower. And Don’t follow me!” You told him, tying your gown in annoyance and then struggling to get off the bed while he zipped up his pants.

“Oh? I will. You’re crippled!” He chuckled again, watching you struggle before throwing his gloves in the nearest bin and then picking you up bridal style. “Isshi!” You warned him, having enough of his antics.

I know you enjoyed it. He mentally noted.

“That’s, Doctor Isshin, for you, honey.” He laughed while you tried to get out of his hold.

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#i tried i really did #but I know I ate this up #at least it’s done 😮‍💨#isshin kurosaki #isshin shiba #isshin kurosaki x reader #bleach #bleach imagines #bleach x reader #bleach smut #bleach headcanons

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adoranoia · 11 months

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ok, this isn’t our first rodeo, so i’ll keep it simple, (esp since this one is pretty wordy all by itself): a hc dump for yuri will be under the cut! <3

>yuri is the sole heiress to her family’s business, ‘oh-ware!’, a fairly well-known OS and general software company in japan, which is fun. or, well. it would be without the inattentive/emotionally abusive parents, and the pressure that’s been weighing down on her since she was a child, to be perfect and poised and keep up family appearances. but it’s not like she exactly has a choice in the matter, so… >to say the least, her relationship with her parents isn’t one of love, but business, it’s cold and calculated. and, that’s if they’re even around at all–when not in the office, they’re out at business parties, taking business trips, holding conferences, making public appearances, etc etc. so, unless it’s a ‘family event’ or s/t particularly important, she’s left home alone, which she’s gotten pretty used to over the years.

>most ppl wouldn’t know this abt her tho, as she generally tries to keep her business-life and personal-life two v separate things. to her, there’s a big difference between ‘yuriko ohnishi’ and… well, just yuri, y'know? >but on a lighter note, switching between the two on a dime is her favorite party trick (with people that she trusts/that know, obvs). bc it’s v jarring to see her ‘get into character’, and she thinks the reactions are pretty funny.

>yuri is almost always wearing a specific dainty old locket, even tucking it inside her uniform on school days. it was a hand-me-down from her grandmother, the one family member she ever considered herself close to. unfortunely, she passed from old age when yuri was about twelve-ish, which left her upset for a long time. >but, she’s glad to have something to remember her by, at least. just having the locket on her makes her feel a lil bit more at ease in a lot of situations. >(the picture inside said locket isn’t of anyone in particular, instead it’s a faded photo of a simple wedding bouquet, made up of lavender and baby’s breath.)

>she’s bullied at school since her studious, and skittish nature makes her a prime target in her classmate’s eyes, esp w/ all her personal quirks and ‘strange’ interests. she’s purposefully tripped, has her hair pulled, she has trouble picking up sarcasm which is used to mess with her, mean notes are left on her desk and/or locker, she’s given rude nicknames, etc etc. >it’s gotten a lil better in the last year or so, but she’s still generally alienated. she usually eats lunch on the rooftop alone, but recently her clubmates have started to join her, which she’s appreciative of.

>yuri has a slight phobia of storms/lightning in particular + the dark, because of an incident from when she was about seven years old. one night after being left home alone, a heavy storm rolled in, and at one point caused the power to go out in the whole house. it freaked her out, and she didn’t know what to do/she had no one to turn to. she ended up hiding under the kitchen table until she eventually fell asleep. >she struggles with some chronic pain from an dance injury to her left knee, which thankfully, didn’t result in her having to quit ballet. but, some days are worse then others, and when it’s particularly bad she either wears a brace, or uses a cane. >also: sayori decorated her cane with stickers after a heart-to-heart she + yuri had abt their different experiences with chronic illness and chronic pain, respectively.

>during times where she’s not too busy during the week, yuri can be found at a small bookstore near the school, either reading, doing homework, or volunteering. >she goes to ballet classes on fridays + saturdays, ever since she was a kid. it was originally just another thing her parents signed her up for, but it’s s/t she rlly enjoys. >tbh if she weren’t an heir/expected to take up the family business, she’d go to a ballet school, and work to become a professional, but… you know how it is.

>she’s usually a bit late to the on wednesdays. why? well, inspired by some of her favorite bands she’s taken up playing guitar (specifically a bass), so, she has lessons with a girl from the music club that day! >none of her friends/the other literature club members know about this though. she knows sayori would ask her to play for them, and. she wants to practice some more first, okay? she’s nervous, ok…

>there’s a lil cemetery park near yuri’s house that she visits often to read, think, bird-watch, and just generally get some peace and quiet. there’s a particular bench she likes since it’s sort of tucked away, and usually in the shade of a nearby tree. >sometimes, she’ll take a walk and visit her grandmother’s grave, along with a few of the older, more lonely graves. she cleans them up, and leaves something small. >she realizes the 'goth hanging out in a cemetery’ thing is maybe a lil stereotypical, but! she legit finds the place calming, alright? let her live! (…no pun intended, ofc.)

>yuri has an interest in photography, to the point she almost joined the photography club last year, but promptly chickened out last second. she really puts herself into each piece, so, it’s more then a lil nerve-wracking to share that stuff with people, esp strangers! (even if she ended up doing that anyway, in the literature club.) >even so, it’s another thing she’s passionate about! her preferred styles are: still-life, portrait, and night-time. some of her photos do involve color, but they’re mostly in B&W.

>yuri is big on doing things properly, all those lil details and extra steps matter to her. bc of this, she’s developed lots of 'routines’, even for small, average things. >for example, when trying to do some homework or write she: gets her notebook, gets some sticky notes, neatly lays out her pens and inks, turns on her AC, and turns her desk lamp on, in that order. it just helps her get into the zone, basically.

>some stuff u’d find in her room are!– *her knife collection, ofc. she has all types, but her favorites tend to be switch blades/pocket-knives, daggers, and butterfly knives! also: any fun novelty knives. *teacups + saucers! and a few teapots too, some of them are for decoration, but some are for actual use. she likes kintsugi-styled stuff in particular bc! it’s pretty!

*fantasy/horror movie posters, fantasy/horror movie soundtrack records, box-sets of a few of her favorite book series’, horror movie masks for display purposes, etc etc. general fandom memorabilia, basically. *has a few old 'haunted/cursed’ dolls she’s bought over the years, usually on impulse. but, they all have names and she loves them. *animal skulls + other assorted animal bones. yes, they’re real.

>though, unfortunately a lot of this stuff (mostly the horror-related things) end up covered up/hidden, since her parents don’t rlly approve, they say it’s 'unladylike’.

>yuri has. v big feelings on horror movies that are jumpscare fests and pure gore and nothing else, don’t get her started unless you’re prepared to hear all about it. >she loves horror as a genre, obvs, but. to her, there’s gotta be a point to it. like, even if it’s just 'people do bad things, bc that’s just how people are’, then. great! does she rlly agree with it? no, but. at least it gives u s/t to think about, y'know? >she doesn’t mind watching them tho, especially with friends, since they’re still fun to pick apart/make fun of, but. just… know what ur getting into first.

>you know how in act two it’s mentioned yuri brings a different knife to school each day? well, that’s true, hence how she died, but. it can be sort of said for act one yuri as well, just… in a less intense sense–aka she often carries around a small swiss army knife, for many reasons. >she started carrying it around in middle school, as it was her very first knife, so while it may seem silly, it has a lot of meaning to her!

>has two japanese rhinoceros beetles named 'hana’ and 'nana’ as pets, and. y'know how people baby-talk their dogs? yeah, that’s her with them. don’t @ her! >vaguely dabbles in the ‘occult’ at times, though i wouldn’t say she practices, its done mostly in a casual sense. does tarot readings for fun, taught herself how to read palms, collects pretty crystals and memorizes their meanings/uses, etc etc! >yuri was. 100% one of those kids that taught themselves how to speak elvish (or some other fictional/fantasy language) + bits and pieces of klingon too, probably.

>is a secret adrenaline junkie, which probably at least partly influenced her interest in the horror genre/spooky things in general, collecting knives, etc etc. when the school’s cultural festival rolls around, you’ll often find yuri hiding out in whichever class is putting on a haunted house. she’d probs also really like thrill-rides + roller -coasters, but she hasn’t been to an amusement park since she was a kid, sadly. >bad/tacky romance type novels are still a big guilty pleasure of hers despite what she might say–she keeps a box of them hidden in her closet under some general clutter. and yes, she would die of embarrassment if anyone ever found out, lmao

>yuri’s kinda nosy? idk if that’s the right word, bc she doesn’t mean any harm, of course, but: her casually eavesdropping on sayori + MC’s conversation, her being curious when MC mentions sayori avoiding him, etc etc. y'know? >and. idk, i find that kinda interesting? yuri keeps to herself, and just. reads, so. i wouldn’t be surprised if people blab abt stuff around her without thinking abt it. either bc they didn’t notice her, forgot she was there, assume she’s too engrossed in her book, or don’t think that she would care–but rlly, she’s like 👀👀👀, lmao >yuri is. v much the type to people-watch in general, tbh! she knows its not exactly very polite, and she would never, use anything she hears against anyone, or share it around or anything. it just makes her happy, in a weird way? makes her feel included, i guess. like she’s apart of something! she doesn’t have a lot of her own friends, after all. (she’d doesn’t rlly like talking abt it though, fearing ridicule + people thinking it’s weird or creepy or w/e.)

>some of yuri’s fidgets/habits are!– *often folds her hands, holds them close to her chest, tucks them behind her back, etc etc–both out of awkwardness, and to kept them from wandering, and looking for s/t to fidget with. *tends to walk on her tippy-toes/the balls of her feet, but maybe that’s not so surprising from a dancer. this means she walks rlly quietly though, and tends to accidentally scare people, rip, lmao *fiddles with her hair a lot, twirling it around her finger, playing with the ends, trying to hide behind it, etc etc.

*gently bites/chews on the ends of her pens while in deep thought, or generally day-dreaming. which is… fairly often, if i’m being honest. *she’s REALLY bad with making eye-contact like, 98% of the time. if she makes direct eye-contact with you, she is Very Serious™. *she tends to pick up some of her friend’s usual gestures: a certain pouty face from natsuki, a few of monika’s poses, the 👉👈 thing bc of sayori, etc etc. she doesn’t do it on purpose, of course, but. it’s done out of love for her friends! she just thinks they’re neat, ok

#* && OOC #* && YURI /// DEEP; BROODING !#first hc post........... hell yeah #long post tw

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clubmates-a · 2 years

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ok, this isn’t our first rodeo, so i’ll keep it simple, (esp since this one is pretty wordy all by itself): a hc dump for yuri will be under the cut! <3

>yuri is the sole heiress to her family’s business, ‘oh-ware!’, a fairly well-known OS and general software company in japan, which is fun. or, well. it would be without the inattentive/emotionally abusive parents, and the pressure that’s been weighing down on her since she was a child, to be perfect and poised and keep up family appearances. but it’s not like she exactly has a choice in the matter, so… >to say the least, her relationship with her parents isn’t one of love, but business, it’s cold and calculated. and, that’s if they’re even around at all–when not in the office, they’re out at business parties, taking business trips, holding conferences, making public appearances, etc etc. so, unless it’s a 'family event’ or s/t particularly important, she’s left home alone, which she’s gotten pretty used to over the years.

>she struggles with some chronic pain from an dance injury to her left knee, which thankfully, didn’t result in her having to quit ballet. but, some days are worse then others, and when it’s particularly bad she either wears a brace, or uses a cane. >also: sayori decorated her cane with stickers after a heart-to-heart she + yuri had abt their different experiences with chronic illness and chronic pain, respectively.

>though, unfortunately a lot of this stuff (mostly the horror-related things) end up covered up/hidden, since her parents don’t rlly approve, they say it’s 'unladylike’.

>you know how in act two it’s mentioned yuri brings a different knife to school each day? well, that’s true, hence how she died, but. it can be sort of said for act one yuri as well, just… in a less intense sense–aka she often carries around a small swiss army knife, for a multitude of reasons. >she started carrying it around in middle school, as it was her very first knife, so while it may seem silly, it has a lot of meaning to her!

*often folds her hands, holds them close to her chest, tucks them behind her back, etc etc–both out of awkwardness, and to kept them from wandering, and looking for s/t to fidget with. *tends to walk on her tippy-toes/the balls of her feet, but maybe that’s not so surprising from a dancer. this means she walks rlly quietly though, and tends to accidentally scare people, rip, lmao *fiddles with her hair a lot, twirling it around her finger, playing with the ends, trying to hide behind it, etc etc.

#* && OOC #* && YURI /// DEEP; BROODING !#first hc post........... hell yeah #long post tw

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humanransome-note · 2 years

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Notable Interviews of Note (Me)

so michael's (the same michael's mentioned here) is having a job/event/thing on saturday... im thinking about going... but i also don't want to/hope i don't get the job... im still trying to grapple with the fact that i might never find work fulfilling, or at least not on the first go. It's a shoot off of my perfectionist streak born from being a "gifted child", something i've never completely dealt with...

anyway, here's what happened every time i got contacted by an employer.... AKA why I hate job hunting

Target

called me at like 11:30 at night on a wednesday asking if they could do a phone interview, I say no, because it is almost midnight. im in my jammies, all my paperwork and such is put away, im considering some me time... i am not in a professional head space. I tell them while I am not available now, im good tomorrow. they say sure we'll call you around noon. Great.

tomorrow happens, i give them until one... nothing. call them myself... nothing. wait around on the same timeline friday... nothing. call them again... nothing.

Hamilton/DEH merch (got this one, but it's inconsistent and then COVID happened, haven't worked with them since)

the woman took me saying "my mother used to have a hoarding problem, I'm cleaning." as me saying she had recently passed... which is a fair assumption, but she hadn't. The embarrassment the interviewer obviously felt when I made that clarification I feel, in part, is how I got that job.

Barnes & Noble

said it was part time book seller. get there and they tack on "also, maybe, more often then not, the starbucks cafe." now, this feels a bit illegal, and might be, but I was there, I wore my khakis and button up, i'd try at least.

get there, it's a group interview, im nervous, thus im sweating, and it's in the break room with other employees coming and going. one even obviously and flagrantly hyping one of the other applicants.

she got that job, and i had a nervous cry in the bathroom

Press N' Grind (overpriced Cafe, disappointing I know)

had the job for three days, boss fired me, without saying anything indicative of him actually firing me like "this isn't working out" or "we have to let you go" so i spend about ten days waiting for a schedule update, and when i finally go in to ask wtf is up, he clarifies, gives me like $275 and i have a good walk/cry in the rain.

Turns out he was also having some legal issues with an old business partner regarding royalties and IP, maybe that had smth to do with it. (my mom's a nosy bitch and so am I)

Michael's

Guy says he'll email me some things, and I'm thinking cool, I've got the job! get home, no email. next morning, no email. next evening, no email. I call everyday for a week, even go in three times, the guy who interviewed me is never there.

like a month later, i've cut my losses, my mother has stopped pestering me because all of my attempts have failed. she needs poster board for an office presentation and i'm a crafty bitch, so we go to michael's.

now, sm ppl have said that what I did was a bad move. i disagree but whatever.

out of the corner of my eye, guess who I see?

so from the far end of the isle, in my jammies, (freshly bleach stained due to a laundry accident) and a set of slides, I summon from the depth's of my chest:

"What's up,

Phillip?"

he stops, he stares, he blanches a bit.

"Been trying to reach you, never got that email you were supposed to send me."

he stumbles over some half said mostly implied excuse that summed up to "Im not the usual hiring manager, and when they came back they vetoed my decision."

"woulda been nice to know that a month ago."

"yeah..."

"yeah."

he gets called to the register and I swear he moved faster then he did before.

I have not gotten a call back from a job since.

#wurds

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skinni-girls-eat-books · 3 months

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Saturday, January 27th, 2024!

9:09am feeling good just wanted to check in!! Slept pretty well, got 9hrs! My body keeps naturally waking up around 6/7ish but it's like why am I waking up I feel like crap? It's like my body is randomly waking up in the middle of a sleep cycle. I wonder if I am having bad dreams and just not remembering them? I never remember any of my dreams ever, like maybe twice a year. Hmmm.

Positive note! I have off today and will be attempting to go to gasparilla! I say attempting bc it can definitely be anxiety inducing after what happened last year! It was rough. But I AM RECLAIMING GASPARILLA!! It is not his or my mom's to taint/ ruin/ or color in a negative or awkward light. It is my day to paint in positive, jovial, celebratory light! It's a pirate throwdown! We all know this is the type of event where people get too drunk and get angry and start pissing contests with each other, but it's hard to do that when you're with the best company (yourself!!) Just get buzzed, not sloppy drunk, and enjoy not being at work!! I really want to adopt this attitude for all of my time off lol.

Really, the only thing I would gain from bringing people to this event is like picture opportunities? Or a DD? But I don't even want to get drunk enough to need a DD so that's not the objective at all. Safety? Truly, I have never felt unsafe doing things alone (but surrounded by hundreds of ppl like come on). Someone to hold hands/ hug if they were a partner? ...... Awkward what if they're trying to bang on the Porto potty when all I wanna do is catch beads fr bc I could totally see some shit like that happening and pissing me off. I don't like having to coordinate my ideas/ timeline/ mindset with another person or people. Guys are horndogs and high-key suck ass, wanting to leave early, just to go home and do shit nothing and the same shit they do every other day!! Relationships and friendships are work and I have enough on my plate fr. All this to say, don't be sad you're going alone! Be happy that you're going! It's the same as any other giant thing you've been to! If you see someone you know, say hi and treat them how you would want to be treated! Ask if they're being safe, have they had any water, are they having a good time, and keep it light! Or you may see nobody you know and this is 100% more likely so just go with the flow! ❤️

10:08am oops haven't moved from the couch but that is ok :) I fucking love the positivity of Tumblr it's like literally endless stream of good advice and kindness like woah. SC is toxic AF, FB is a pretty bad wormhole, and reddit can be too much like seeing similar stories but almost never following through with solutions?? Tumblr at least seems like they know how to fix their issues lol this is probably a weird rant. Also glad I got rid of IG and TT I don't miss that weird shit. Very random rant over.

I think something I am having trouble with is that so many individual instances of my pain were just swept under the rug and forgotten about by everyone else? Nobody understands all the things that built up my resentment because to everyone else they just seem like unrelated events? Like what does his brother have to do with the dog have to do with all of the other things that constantly are brought up in my mind? They were all invasions of my privacy, inability to feel comfortable in my own apartment. It feels like a crime scene in here still sometimes, not all the time, but a lot of the time? My own apartment feels abused idk if that makes any sense like this apartment feels as resilient as I do, it's seen some weird shit. I love my cats if it wasn't for them, I would feel much worse.

10:37am I am having huge problems with unwanted thoughts they are incessant and from waking up to going to sleep. Going on tumblr is a good brain distraction but I want to just be able to sit with myself or drive or do mundane tasks without unwanted thoughts popping into my head?? What do I do fr.

10:52am ok wow I have had so much to write about recently. I have thought of a new strategy. When I have intrusive thoughts about her or him just say out loud to myself, that's something I would not do/like/ enjoy. That does not sound like anything I would do. And just distance myself from them.

I would never knowingly enter another woman's home. I would never send nudes to a man I know was in a relationship. I would never accept/save nudes from another person if I was in a relationship (and thank God I never have and can stand on that shit 🙏). I would never put myself in a position to traumatize another woman. I would never put myself in a position to make another woman question everything about herself. I would never put my partner in a position to compete with other people for my attention (if it is truly a serious, monogamous relationship). I would never cheat on my partner. Period, sis???

Y'all are the worst type of people and I really don't care how you guys redeem yourselves or justify your behavior. Y'all can keep that between you both. I don't want any part of people who act this way. This is my boundary and think it's a pretty damn good one. ❤️

12:05pm wearing a crop top with no bra and feeling extremely sexy. Also drinking a mimosa and feeling like a baddie. Damn if I ever feel sad or bad about myself literally just dressing sexier will help. I stg.

4:43pm I feel so sexy and promiscuous I could literally fuck anyone RN and it feels awesome I have so much power over my body and I'm in control. Leaving the parade, going to Ybor for free shots, will probably leave when it's dark (6ish?) But damn I feel amazing AF!!

6:10pm uuurg mad bc I have nobody to have sex with............... SIKE bitch just love yourself the way you want to be loved!!!! Finna play w my vibe and wear comfy clothing and eat leftovers bc that's how I want to be treated so might as well start by treating myself that way!!!! ❤️ It takes time, good things take time, what's the rush if I want it ten/ twenty/ thirty years from now?? ❤️❤️❤️

7:54pm if me setting boundaries is hostile... Oh fucking well you don't get the nice accommodating me anymore since you decided to cross all of my boundaries previously 🙄🙄🙄🙄 fuck you, at least I have it in writing that he doesn't want to take the cats so whatever I just don't want you to break my screen door either... Sincerely a woman living alone in 2024, a fear you will never fucking know..

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namuneulbo · 5 months

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week one hundred and eight

its december already.

l joined mikumåndag on monday. thats so fun!! he seemed excited ab it and thought a lot ab what song to add and it ended up being a winner. ns started picking winners each week so im sure it feels good to be the first one. it was reflection by balance and composure. my pick for the week was the clay pigeons cover by michael cera and although it wasnt one of the winners, n said she thought it was cute and added it to a pl so i still feel like a winner hihi.

the local high school was hosting a little second-hand evening so me and l went to that. we didnt find anything but i tried on a ragged sweater that a was selling but it was a tad bit tight around the neck and also just too expensive for me to just casually get it, yk?

on tuesday i had class and afterwards i went to go look for a top. ive been wanting just like, a basic white and a basic black top to serve slutty 2000s emo in. i got a push-up bra as well so im serving hard. l was helping me in picking a top bc i didnt know whether i should get it or not bc of how long it was so when i wore it cropped it was so scrunched up. i ended up getting them and im loving them so far. it was so funny as well bc the dressing room was so dark so like i had to take pics with my front camera w front camera flash on and it had to be a proper close-up so hed even be able to tell that it was scrunched up so it ended up being a super seductive pic TT i did tell him before hand like "yea uh i could take a pic but just so yk the angles gonna be a bit,,, interesting," and his immediate reaction was "send a pic," "now," "NOW," ":)." it was funny. hes so cute. he does that quite a lot like just repeating words in that way when he wants something. its cute.

wednesday was quiz. i got there before everyone else which was a bit humiliating but it didnt take too long for a and v to arrive. alsoalso wrapped released on wednesday so i was having a lot of fun watching everyones wrapped. my top artists were paramore, fob, the police, the 1975 and mcr.

on thursday i watched superbad. it was a fun time.

the police cover band was playing on friday so ofc i went. it was fun as usual and theyre so talented! afterwards me and l got food and l slept over.

saturday morning me and l went to a café for breakfast! i just had coffee and then when i got home i had a sandwich with my mom and her friend, m, who had slept over as well. before me and l had gone to the café, mom told us she had talked w s and d and another guy she didnt remember the name of (it was i) which is so funny. my moms first words were "i talked to the singer of the cover band, he was really attractive!" i mean he is but i was so caught off-guard. she then followed w "s was quite handsome as well!"

i was so bored on the saturday though — after everyone left then. i played some guitar and the usual stuff. did some coloring. ive almost finished my coloring book so i should get a new one soon. i think ill just get one once ive moved bc im sure they have nicer ones in stockholm.

ill end this entry w a thought, to all the people that dont read these entries, i feel like i should change my anonymous naming system. the letters get confusing since ik so many ppl w names starting w the same letter. maybe i should just do like,,, code names of some sort? or maybe just something more simple like bff l and boyf l (although hes not my boyf YET but idk like,,, id prefer boyf l over talking stage l). ill see what i do next week :)

sotw: spiritbox - hurt you

#diary #tumblr diary #namuneulbo

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the-100th-witch · 8 months

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Vent post~

I try so hard to make shit work for other ppl and i'm kinda getting sick of it.

And I'm tired of hearing from my mother that "it's silly" to do something when really I'm doing it so I don't piss ppl off.

Im currently house/pet sitting for my uncle and they get back thursday night. So I now have to run over to my sister's place to watch her house/pets from thursday night to Saturday afternoon. They are suppose to come back Sunday morning (or like early early in the AM like 3-4 am whatever) but it's not clear so someone needs to feed the dogs.

I have to come back and house/sit again for my uncle for the weekend until Monday bc they got a wedding. So I'm like "ok well...if my sister ends up coming home later I can just go over in the morning and feed the dogs and check things out and go back to my uncle's.

My mom says that's silly and i'm like "what the fuck do you want me to do??"

I have three other house/sitting jobs (2 small ones and 1 long one) but I think I'm pretty much just done. I'm gonna have to refocus on my own shit regardless but this running around and trying not to piss ppl off is driving me up the wall.

One of my new year's resolutions for 2024 is to not be as available for others. If they absolutely need me (and I need the money) than I'll consider it but I really just need to be more protective/selfish of my time and energy.

My mom says you can do your stuff while house/pet sitting but not really. I got to worry about plants/pets/mail/etc and maybe if it was just the house sitting part I would be fine but idk...something about watching pets on top of it throws me off so much.

I think i'm okay if it's just ONE job but I'm juggling both my uncle's place and my sister's. They are paying me but I'm so stressed out. Working an actual job is one thing bc that's just one thing. I prefer that stress than whatever the shit this type of stress is. Maybe it's because it's for family? I always get weird with family because i'm scared of letting them down while I don't care about strangers (or bosses bc yea i want to succeed in my job and be a good worker but in the end I can peace out and never see that boss/co-workers ever again lol)

I think in 2024 I'm just gonna distance myself in a polite manner like "Sorry, I'm currently dealing with my own stuff right now and cannot dedicate my time to house/pet sit for a while. Thank you for understanding." and that's it. No excuses and shit, they dont need to know what im doing.

#personal #vent post #i think it's the juggling both houses and pets that's stressing me out. i didnt even AGREE to watching my sister's house/pets...#but thats how my family acts with me haha *bash head again wall* loving it~#i got a therapy call today ill talk to my therapist about this frustration and my fear of how my family views me #and my own tie to their opinion and my self worth bc thats definitely a part of it and that's on me #ok bye

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violetncee · 1 year

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ok, this isn’t our first rodeo, so i’ll keep it simple, (esp since this one is pretty wordy all by itself): a hc dump for yuri will be under the cut! <3

>though, unfortunately a lot of this stuff (mostly the horror-related things) end up covered up/hidden, since her parents don’t rlly approve, they say it’s 'unladylike’.

>some of yuri’s fidgets/habits are!–

#* && OOC #* && YURI /// DEEP; BROODING !#first hc post........... hell yeah #long post tw

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awsugawara · 4 years

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aoba johsai hcs with a [FEM] short volleyball player s/o

i figured this needed to be done :”) sorry if the pronouns switch around, i originally wanted to to GN, but it just turned into a fem! reader ;-;

anyway, enjoy! :)

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t. oikawa

> not surprising honestly

> if you’re a libero, you’re helping him improve his receives

> if you’re a middle blocker, he’ll tease you and make you def improve your blocks

> if you’re a setter....well...iwa-chan will ask you to practice with HIM, not tooru

> “HA??? but- but-”

> anyway, oikawa does his best to make time for you and not make any of the same mistakes, but you understand his passion for volleyball so you don’t sweat it

> you both met during a scrimmage game with aoba johsai’s girl’s vbc vs shiratorizawa’s

> you’re good friends with semi and tendou :) ushiwaka even

> he got kinda irritated with another loss and was about to lash at ushi-ushi, but you came along to ask ushi if you were both still on to practice

> oikawa.exe has stopped working. CUTE GIRL ALERT!

> he never imagined to date you, but you were more than just some shiratorizawa player

> as much as his flirting was flattering, you kinda put him in his place before he confessed that he felt kinda giddy to be able to run into you

> you cap on tooru so much, iwaizumi is kinda jealous that you were dating the infamous oikawa tooru

> in the end, tooru is a big baby and a SIMP :)

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h. iwaizumi

> oikawa is jealous that he’s dating a popular volleyball player and that’s that

> i keep talking about these boys simping, but YOU, my lovely, are a SIMP for mr. muscles

> “haji...can you flex for me? :)”

> n e way, he’s protective over you, but he knows you can probably kick ass because baby gorl, you’ve got them thighs uwu

> he asks you to practice on the weekends with the team, much to oikawa’s jealousy

> oikawa may seem jealous okay he is ngl but he’s happy that his best friend found someone who makes him happy

> whenever you visit him or the team on the weekends during saturday practice, you make bentos for them

> “oh [y/n]-chan~, we should get married~ you’d make a lovely wife!” - oikawa

> **cue oikawa getting smacked in the face with a volleyball**

> #getrektedoikawa

> but even if you do play volleyball, iwa tries to get you guys to something other than volleyball like going on small trips to Tokyo and such

> you have a whole lot of pictures of iwa that your mom even was like...what

> all i’m saying is if you’re iwa��s gorl, you are one l u c k y b i h

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t. hanamaki

> a meme p. 1

> you and makki make up 1/2 of the meme team dream team

> makki and matsukawa are lazy and therefore practice just enough

> you’re a libero, so it’s no surprise you’re quick on your feet

> but what’s a surprise is your choice of guys according to oikawa

> “she’s amazing at volleyball, but why makki????”

> i feel like he’d rub it in oikawa’s face, alongside matsu

> he got cuffed around the same time matsu did so like omg they’re so in sync //SLAPPED

> ahem, but makki is honestly flower boy so you always tease him

> most dates are lazy indoor dates, but there are times when you’ll drag his ass out to walk in the park or have a picnic

> you and him adopt a child,,,aka a pup or a cat

> you both have each other’s contact names as inside jokes and they always change

> overall, you + makki = best weirdo couple

> BONUS: you went to kitagawa daichi with kindaichi and kunimi, so they’re your best wingmen uwu

---

i. matsukawa

> a meme p. 2

> you and issei make up the 2nd half of the meme team dream team

> how matsu ended up with a gf before oikawa,,,totally believable according to iwaizumi pftttt

> you’re so pretty that matsu has to tell iwa-chan that oikawa is gawking at you again

> “GET BACK TO PRACTICE, KUSOKAWA”

> you and matsu spend a lot of time at each other’s house that you adopted a few pets like two betta fish, two cats, and even two birds

> when you posted a pic of you, your bf, your cats, and your birds, your caption was “one big happy family #gillsandbubblesarentinthepic “

> oikawa was a JEALOUS AHAHAHAH

> i think the funniest part of your relationship is that you’re one of the older cousins of kageyama tobio

> “no wonder you’re so good at setting and get along with that guy” -makki

> “YOU’RE WHO NOW?” -oikawa

> “oh wow, kageyama mentioned you a few times i think in middle school” -iwa

> “that’s my babe” -matsu

> you call each other out on being a simp (more like him @ you oof)

> you’ve got a healthy relationship, but matsu likes to be clingy at times and that’s okay with you because that’s your lazy manz uwu

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s. yahaba

> one may wonder...how tf did shigeru even get a gf???? let alone one that plays volleyball????????

> you think shigs is a whole crack up with trying to look impressive

> i think that y’all have such a healthy relationship that him trying to look good isn’t much of anything

> although, you would like for him to read some of the tell signs that you aren’t having a good day and when he does, he makes sure you’re a P R I N C E S S

> lost a game? shigs is there with open arms and plans to take you home and order take out

> when his team lost against karasuno, you’ve never saw your bf so down

> you treated him and his whole team to dinner

> #ripyourwallet

> but it took shigs weeks to get over it a bit as it was kinda just hard for him to accept that his senpais won’t be able to go against shiratorizawa

> you WILL practice with him to work on his sets, serves, and receives

> the title of captain is a big title and you’ll do anything to support him

> so the following year after oikawa and the other third years left, you quit the girl’s vbc and just became the manager of the boy’s vbc

> sometimes you regret it because your manz can be an idiot sometimes smh

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y. kindaichi

> turnip head’s time to shine LMFAO

> no one really knew about your guy’s relationship because you’re both pretty tame and it really isn’t much of a deal if ppl find out

> for the boy’s AND girl’s vbcs it was apparently

> “our y/n-chan is dating WHO FROM THE BOYS VBC KBFABFJABFJBA???”

> “senpai, how did you say that last part-” -y/n

> “our kindaichi is growing up” -proud daddikawa

> “shup up shittykawa.” -iwa

> the boys vbc purposefully made the time to watch the girls for the SOLE PURPOSE OF embarrassing the turnip headed male rip

> nevertheless, you were super happy to see your bf after losing the game :”)

> you were a starter for the girls vbc and oikawa was confused as to why he hadn’t been swooned by one of the girl’s vbc starters since

> you come to the gym often after this and help out with practice

> the coaches are like dads and they approve

> yuu gets super flustered regardless of how long you’ve been dating

> he gets super insecure you’re going to change your mind for one of the third years or kunimi or kags because you went to kitagawa daichii and were friends with a lot of people, INCLUDING mista mista blueberry head uwu

> as his reassurance regulator, he does get better at receiving, blocking and serves

> when the third years left, he was crying at your house while you comforted him

> he only really acts less of a tsundere in the comforts of your houses, like even his parents comment on it LMAO

> he loves you a lot and is grateful for all that you’ve taught him <3

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a. kunimi

> this boi is like a mood

> he, like kindaichi, doesn’t mention you to the team

> even kindaichi doesn’t really know you exist until one day you gave kunimi snacks and a bento

> he was telling her about how he was getting tired of the school food

> how the REST of the team found out was when you showed up with the karasuno team talking to your cousin, sugawara

> when you saw him, you waved and suga even gave a wave

> the team was like: o.0 why is that prettay gorl waving at usss

> after the practice match, you approached the aoba johsai boys vbc, making a beeline to your bf, narrowly avoiding oikawa’s mini monologue how he was honored to be in the presence of a prince- wait what

> “hi, aki! here’s your fav drink and some yakisoba bread! i got one for you too, kindaichi-kun!” -y/n

> “oh- uh- yes! thanks!” -kindaichi

> “huh, oh thanks, babe.” -kuni

> you were like a bright star paired with a dull one, not to say aki has his moments of glory uwu

> you were the girl’s vbc’s setter and you were pretty good at what you do, even rivaling that of oikawa

> sugawara was kinda sad you ended up in aoba johsai, but he was happy you had lots of friends and such and were with someone who loves you

> aki and you spend a lot of time lazying around and watching movies, even discretely pranking oikawa with some of the other team members, much to iwaizumi’s delight and amusement

> yea...life is great :)

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k. kyoutani

> how you and kentarou met was beyond anyone from the boys vbc

> but how your brother took it was WAY HILARIOUS

> “you’re dating mad dog-chan, y/n-chan??????????” -oikawa, aka your weird brother

> “uhhh, yea?”

> when he learnt you were an oikawa, he wasn’t expecting you to be like the 360 version

> you were GENUINELY nice, SUPER SWEET, and very SMART

> the only two things you have in common with oikawa tooru was your beauty and the volleyball position as setter

> most can argue that you’re better than your brother at setting, but no one tell him that

> NOT ONLY THAT but you’re FRIENDS...I REPEAT !!FRIENDS!!! with THE ushijima wakatoshi

> you somehow attract guys with a passionate and resting bitch face like you’re also friends with kita shinsuke and miya osamu, so that’s kinda saying something

> but you are in the grp chat with the pretty setter squad too,,,the one that’s labelled “pretty setter squad w/ the better oikawa <3″

> anyway, kentarou lets you do your own thing, but when you two are at one or the other’s house, your focus should be on him and only him

> his mom loves the crap outta you uwu

> he takes you to the community gym to practice and then you guys go on random adventures for food like the new cafe down the street? sure. that one place you heard about in tokyo? okay, let’s hurry and catch the next train.

> other times, you guys will pick up some of your guys fav food, head home, watch movies and just relax :)

---

oikawa is one of my fav characters besides sugawara and the miya twins, so sorry if this involves him a lot AHAHA

#aoba johsai x reader #haikyuu x reader #oikawa x reader #iwaizumi x reader #matsukawa x reader #yahaba x reader #hanamaki x reader #kyoutani x reader #kindaichi x reader #kunimi x reader #haikyuu headcannons

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robinofinashiro · 3 years

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request from anonymous: “hewwwoooo my favourite fanfic writer! i love ur ficssss so much. they keep me sane during this quarantine. may i request for a cute fic with porco and reiner chasing after the same girl (the reader)”

note: i’m done with finals! you guys can send anything you’d like now! but sjksjksjk, i’m your fave??? but i went with the AU bc that’s what ppl have been asking for so i’m just assuming.

request status: fully open!

pairing: porco galliard, reiner braun x fem! reader

you sat with Marcel as the two of you tried to cram for the same exam you had coming up. you were a year underneath him but you were in the honors program at the university so you almost had the same classes as he did.

“between this exam and the project for Bio, I think my brain is going to combust,” you murmured to Marcel. he chuckled before taking a sip of his coffee, “well that and considering I heard my brother on Facetime with you until three in the morning, that could also contribute to your fatigue,” your face fell warm at the comment.

you chucked a scrap piece of paper at hime, making him dodge it. you saw Reiner walking towards the two of you. you waved him over, his face instantly lighting up.

“hey Braun, I thought you said you were going to skip coming to campus today?” you asked. he shook his head, sitting down next to you, almost immediately wrapping his arm around you, “nah, figured that if I didn’t come today, I wouldn’t see you until next Monday,” he mentioned.

you saw Marcel’s face drop in slight annoyance before shaking it off. you couldn’t help but wonder what made him do that but decided not to pay too much attention.

“that’s very flattering,” you murmured shyly. “so, what’s a cutie like yourself doing this Saturday,” he asked, “oh! I have plans with Marcel and Porco. they want to check out this restaurant a few towns over and Porco offered for me to come along,” you said excitedly.

Reiner rolled his eyes, not happy about your plans, “why? were you planning on doing something?” you asked. Marcel immediately texted his brother to come down to the cafe. he hated to get into other peoples business, especially if it came to his hot headed brothers personal life but he knew more than anyone how you meant to him so he had to do the brother thing and notify him of Reiner’s intentions.

“I was just wonderin’ if you wanted to come with Bertholdt, Annie, and I to ice skate, I wanted to take you as my plus one,” he stated.

you thought for a moment.

“well, what time are you guys planning on going? I can come after I’m done with Porco and Marcel!” you said excitedly. Reiner’s eyebrow raised as he saw Porco basically jetting down the stairs, “oh hey, Porco’s here!” you exclaimed

Reiner remained silent, looking at the boy who was now glaring at him. the two of them continued to stare at each other, making you wonder why the air suddenly became thick.

“uh, guys?” you said clapping your hands in front of their faces. they both instantly looked down at you, “sorry,” Reiner said bringing you to his side, “I was just thinking of something,” he spat.

Porco laughed sarcastically, “care to mention what is was, Braun?” he asked. you looked to Marcel for help, “guys, enough, let it go. Porco, you need to head home to grab your soccer gear,” Marcel said.

the two of them brushed off the words as you placed your hand on Reiner’s shoulder, “hey, how about you come with me to class. I want to get there a bit early and I know your class is in the next hall,” you whispered, hoping they would finally end their stand off.

“sure, I have no problem in walking you,” he said. Porco’s anger instantly rose, “I’ll come bring you lunch. I know how much you like the restaurant by my house,” you looked over to Porco, “you really don’t have too. you’re already paying for my dinner tomorrow so I can’t make you do that again,” you tried to say.

Porco grabbed your hand, “for you, I’d do anything,” Marcel’s mouth dropped at the sudden declaration of love that was not normal coming out of his brother. Reiner on the other hand immediately retracted you from his grasp before taking your other hand, “lets go before you’re late,” he said.

you gave Porco one final smile before walking away with Reiner. Marcel stared his brother in disbelief, not knowing what to do with what he just saw. “well, you gonna explain what I just saw?” he asked.

Porco shook his head, “no,” and with that, he walked away. Marcel followed him, “listen, you know I’m the last to get in your business but this little competition over her has to stop. either one of you confesses and she accepts it before it goes to the shit and ends up dating someone else because of both of your immaturity,” Marcel lectured.

“don’t you think I know that?” Porco retorted, “I’ve been fighting tooth and nail for her and I refuse to lose to Reiner of all people. plus, I heard from Pieck that she plans on choosing one of us soon so if it happens before she hangs out with Reiner on Saturday night then it’ll just be the cherry on top of it all.”

Marcel rolled his eyes, brushing off his friend and brother immature attitude.

Saturday morning finally came as you crawled out of bed. being that today was relatively the last day you had with both boys before you confessed to Reiner or Porco, you woke up with a feeling of nervousness in the pit of your stomach.

“you ready for tonight?” Pieck said over Facetime. you shrugged, “kind of. I’m just nervous. regardless of who I actually like, the other is going to be so upset and I’m more than likely going to lose a friendship out of them,” you replied.

she nodded understandingly, “well, do you know who really owns that heart of yours? one of them has to stand out more than the other,” she replied. “it’s hard. Reiner is such an amazing guy. he understands me in ways that Porco doesn’t. arguably, he’s been there a lot more than Porco has but Porco is just so different. he’s almost as if he’s the piece that I’m missing.”

you growled, putting your head against the wall as she laughed, “listen, don’t stress yourself out. just see how today goes and if you happen to see that you like one more than the other, tell them right there,” you nodded as you saw Porco’s message telling you he was outside.

you told Pieck goodbye before slipping on shoes and grabbing your bag. she could only hope that if you didn’t pick Porco, you let him down easy. she knew how Porco was, especially towards Reiner and didn’t want to be at the receiving end of the news if you told him no.

“hey Marcel, Porco!” you said excitedly. Porco grabbed your hand softly as Marcel jokingly gagged, “be quiet. you’re just mad you don’t have anyone to be with,” Porco told him, “my date is meeting us there so fuck off,” Marcel countered.

the entire ride to the restaurant was you three just talking about whatever came up and because Porco sat in the back with you, he held your hand the entire time. every so often, he would rub your hand with his thumb making your face a bit warm.

his grasp was very different in comparison to Reiner’s. Reiner’s hold was soft, almost like a delicate flower as Porco really held your hand as if it was the last time he’d ever get to hold it.

“we’re here so get out my car,” Marcel said. you gave him the finger before hopping out of the so he could find parking. Porco held your hand, walking you to the small bench a bit away from the restaurant. you were confused as to why.

“I want to talk to you about something,” he said grabbed your hand. you nodded for him to continue, “I know I’m basically fighting for you with Reiner. Ik know the two of you are close but I want you to know that I’d be the best option for you. I can give you the world and more,” he whispered before bringing you in for a kiss.

he was lucky that the bench was so far from the restaurant as he slipped his hand on your thigh, pinching it softly. you moaned quietly at the movement but quickly enough moved back.

“not here Porco and it’s not fair to Reiner and you know it.”

he nodded as he let himself off you before getting up and giving you his hand. the two of you walked to the entrance of the restaurant, greeting Marcel’s date before walking in.

after the dinner you walked to Marcel’s car, he had given Porco the key mentioning he’d get a ride back with his date. you sat in the passenger seat, holding his hand harder than you would be.

the drive was eerily silent. he knew that you were now going to be with Reiner, essentially on a date with him and he had no control of what you did with him so the nervousness was bubbling up in his stomach.

as he got the rink, he saw Reiner grabbing your pair of skates and paying for your ticket. he saw the way your face lit up at seeing him and a bit of sadness washed over him.

“i’ll talk to you later?” you asked as he nodded. Porco kissed your hand softly before letting you out of the car and pulling out of the lot.

you ran too Reiner, Annie, and Bertl, them saying hi almost instantly. Reiner handed you the skates as he patted the seat next to him.

“here, I’ll tie your skates for you,” he offered, pulling your legs up. you smiled, “thank you Reiner,” you whispered. he slowly tied the skates before rubbing your legs softly, “you look amazing tonight,” he mentioned.

you smiled, “stop, you’re just saying that,” your murmured shyly. he shook his head no, “i’m not. I’m glad you came out tonight and I want to show you that tonight is going to make up for whatever you didn’t enjoy today,” he added on.

Reiner grabbed your hand, the one specifically Porco had kissed and brought you closer. this time, the kiss he had given you wasn’t as heated as Porco’s was. it was softer, more gentle, and nice.

“lets go before Bertl and Annie think something happened to us,” he joked, finally pulling away.

REINER ENDING:

the entire time you were with Reiner, he had you within close proximity almost the entire night. singing songs in your ear as they played through the loud speaker of the rink. ‘you were meant for me’ from the movie Singing in the Rain was specifically the song he was singing.

your face had felt warm the entire time. you found it sweet that such an old song was what he chose and knew from heart.

Bertholdt and Annie had left the two of you a while after skating. the two of them claiming they were cold but you knew it was more of the fact that they probably wanted to give you privacy.

“we should get going before you catch a cold,” Reiner said finally taking his skates off on the bench. he once again helped out unlace the shoes before handing them to the worker and meeting you back on the bench.

the two of you walked to his car, him opening the door for you. upon him getting in the car, you looked over to him and smiled before reaching over and giving him a kiss. he instantly returned it, happy that his car was parked in a section with not many people looking in.

“wait, i can’t do this, i don’t want to get my hopes up,” Reiner said trying to pull back. you sighed knowing what you were about to say would be just like word vomit, “Reiner, it’s not getting your hopes up if I’m just waiting for you to ask me out,” you whispered.

his eyes widened, realizing what you meant. “wait, are you saying?” he asked. you nodded shyly as he practically fist pumped the air in excitement, “I’m so happy to hear those words,” he said pulling you in for another kiss.

you let him kiss you for a while before pulling away, “I need to get home. I should text Porco,” you told him. Reiner nodded as he finally pulled out the parking lot and making his way back to your dorm. the entire time you had texted Porco.

“I’m sorry Porco.”

as soon as he received the message, he knew what it meant. he felt his anger rising as his hands clenched in anger. Marcel was sitting beside him as Porco stood up from the couch, leaving his phone accidentally open. he peered down to the message and sighed.

Marcel knew you had no intentions to upset him so badly but he just felt sad at seeing his brother so upset.

PORCO ENDING:

you looked too Reiner and nervously smiled at him, “hey Reiner, do you think you can take me back to my dorm?” you asked. a part of him felt the shift in the air as you couldn’t really look at him anymore.

Reiner was starting to connect the dots as you were silent through the drive home. you were holding his hand but not the way you would be and trying to make conversation but couldn’t keep it up.

once you got back to your dorm building, you got out, Reiner walking you to the empty back entrance. you held his hand as you stood in front of him. “you don’t have to tell me, I can tell,” he told you, now holding both your hands, “i know but I feel so bad,” you murmured.

Reiner shook his head no, “don’t. the world was meant for us just to be friends and as long as I’m able to be your friend, that’s all I ask,” you nodded as he placed on final kiss on the top of your head before giving you a small goodbye.

you looked to your phone and texted Porco wondering if he could meet you at your dorm. you made your way to your room, kicking your shoes off and pulling on a hoodie and shorts.

getting a response that he was downstairs, you walked down slowly, seeing him holding something in his hand. you opened the door as you stood in front of him and smiled.

“how are you?” he asked softly, “fine, glad you wanted to meet me this late,” you responded. Porco laughed as he grabbed your hand, “always,” he replied.

you pulled him in for a hug, surprising him a bit, “I hate to say it this way but I want you,” you managed to say. Porco’s mouth dropped a bit before he picked you up and spun you around, “seriously?” he asked.

you nodded as he brought you down for a kiss. you wrapped your arms around his neck. the two of you remained that way before you finally pulled away and looked at him with a soft smile.

“you have no idea how happy that makes me. can i just cuddle you for a while?” he asked. you nodded as you opened the door and let him practically let him carry you in.

#attack on titan #attack on titan imagine #attack on titan x reader #aot #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyojin imagine #shingeki no kyojin x reader #snk #reiner braun #reiner braun imagine #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun x you #porco galliard #porco galliard imagine #porco galliard x reader #porco galliard x you #anime #anime imagines #anime imagine

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muwur · 4 years

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um!! i want to request a comfort hc/drabble(?) anything !! just 👉👈 can i get hinata n/or tsuki comforting and standing up for their s/o (or friend!) who is non-binary ??

standing up for a non-binary s/o

♡ scenarios ♡ for hinata and tsukishima

gn reader

turned out longer than i intended tHIS IS MY PROBLEM N Y I UPDATE SO SLOW FORGIVE ME FOEFHEFOEFRG but anyway,,,, 2.3k words

a/n: i use primarily they/them as reader’s preferred pronouns in these scenarios, but i wanted to acknowledge that ik some non-binary ppl use other pronouns, they/he, they/she, or even all pronouns, etc :) reminder to pls be respectful to what people want and use their preferred pronouns! and pls lmk if i ever offend you bc i don’t want to upset anyone <3

hinata

Just a week ago, you had finally mustered the courage to come out as non-binary to your boyfriend, Hinata. You recalled the rising panic you felt when you were met with silence and the slight widening of his chocolate eyes. However, his initial surprise was quickly replaced with a softness gracing his features. When he gently stroked your cheek and reassured you that nothing would change how he feels about you, you felt your heart melt with relief. You had nothing worry about, after all.

Unfortunately, not everyone could be as accepting as Hinata.

Picking at an array of noodles with a fork, you fixed your sights on the dinner plate before you, trying to ignore a certain gaze threatening to sear your skin. Next to you, Hinata grimaced. Munching on his stir fry and trying to be respectful in front of your family were the only things keeping him from wiping that leer off your aunt’s face. She was blatant in expressing her disapproval, the wrinkles in her face contorting with disgust whenever she so much as looked your way.

After your heart-to-heart with Hinata the other week, you were inspired to come out to your family as well. The news circulated, and though you weren’t expecting everyone to exactly be on board, the reality of disapproval hurt more than you imagined. It was great timing that today happened to be your cousin’s birthday, and you were forced to have dinner with one of your least favorite family members. Luckily, you were allowed to invite Hinata. You couldn’t fathom how your soon-to-be 5-year-old cousin was so kind and polite despite being reared by such a tyrannous mother. Your earliest memory of your aunt was when she snatched your favorite toy from your toddler hands. You cried as she yelled at both you and your parents for letting you play with such a “gender-inappropriate” toy.

You knew she wouldn’t let you escape tonight without any offhand comments or dirty looks.

A throat cleared. You tensed in your seat. “Y/n? Dear, could you pass me the salt?”

You dared a glance up at the familiar voice. Your eyes locked with your aunt’s menacing ones briefly before you quietly obliged to her request.

“Thank you,” she said dully, taking the shaker. Sprinkling her meal, she continued to speak with nonchalance. “So, I heard you go by ‘they’ now? What’s wrong with he/she, hm? I mean, that is what you are, and that’s the only thing you should go by.”

Silence. Your parents looked at one another in discomfort, unsure how to respond. Your cousin looked back and forth between you and and your aunt curiously, unaware what was happening. A few more seconds passed by. With a shaky breath, you could only stutter out a timid “I-I--” before your mother cautiously piped up. “Aunt *name*, please, it’s your child’s birthday, let’s save this conversation for another ti--”

A scoff interrupted her. “Easy for you to say. You’ve always been so soft on y/n. Neither of you,” she glared accusingly at your parents, “raised her/him right. Now, look what’s happened. She/he’s gone delusional. How could any of you be okay with this and carry on like normal?”

You could feel yourself holding back tears. You wanted to say something against her, to show her you weren’t afraid of her and didn’t care what she thought. To prove that she didn’t know anything about you. That she had no right to be talking to you like this.

Yet you remained frozen in your seat, unable to speak. Inside, your mind went blank, leaving you defenseless against her hateful tirade.

“If she/he were my daughter/son, I’d set things straight immediately. No more outside communication. Who knows what nonsense they’ve been feeding your child? She/he needs to see a specialist to undo whatever brainwashing has occurred and--”

SCREECH.

Hinata stood in front of his seat, which had slid noisily across the floor when he pushed it back. He was silent, his eyes pointed downward and his two palms pressed on the table. All eyes looked at him with shock, if not a tinge of curiosity.

“Stop saying those things as if you knew one thing about y/n and what they’ve had to go through,” he said in a low voice, teeth clenched.

A challenging arch of the brow replaced your aunt’s initial surprise. “Oh, please. What do you know? You’re just a naive kid like y/n. You don’t understand. You know nothing about the real world and you kids go about life as if you can just do anything. You’re selfish.”

“You’re being selfish for refusing to understand a point of view that you’re not used to. How could you live with yourself knowing that you’re making someone you should care about miserable for the rest of their lives? You have no right to speak as though you know y/n. All you care about is your opinion, regardless of whether or not it’s right, and how you look to other people. What’s wrong with letting y/n make their own decisions? Why invalidate them before even giving them the chance to explain and help you understand? You should think about how you’re acting before trying to teach someone else how they should live.”

The air cracked with silent tension. It was too much. Quickly, you got up and dashed to the front door, unlocking it and stepping outside to breathe in the cool evening air. Wrapping your arms around yourself, you stumbled off the front porch, increasing the distance between yourself and that dinner table.

Your body jolted with shock when you heard a familiar voice out and felt a pair of arms wrap from behind your frame. Hinata was breathing heavily, his rushed voice laced with worry. “I’m sorry for making a scene in front of your family, y/n, but I couldn’t just sit around and let her say whatever she wanted. You don’t deserve that treatment. I don’t regret anything I told her. And if she’s still bothering you, or anyone else for that matter, you bet I’m gonna be there to stick up for you, no matter what.”

Despite the tears that pricked at your eyes, a small smile formed on your lips. Ditching your family dinner, you spent the rest of the evening together seated in a booth at a nearby fast food restaurant, munching on goodies and sharing lighthearted jokes. That night, you were reminded that it didn’t matter what someone like your aunt thought. Those who did matter were the ones who accepted and cared for you--the real you. In the midst of darkness, you found yourself a radiant being who never failed to brighten your day. You didn’t know what you did to deserve Hinata, but you knew he would be by your side through it all. For that, you were grateful.

tsukishima

After a rough week of nonstop work, food delivery, and 1AM espressos, you were relieved Saturday had finally come. Tsukishima, who had come by your home a few times that week to check up on you(r sanity) and drop off some surprise dinners, nagged you to take better care of yourself and offered to treat you to lunch that weekend (after you promised to get a lot of rest when you were finished). When you beat your deadlines early Friday evening, you nearly cried tears of joy and immediately passed out on your bed to catch up on lost sleep.

Saturday reminded you of the beauty of the outside world, much needed after your long week of confinement. Both sun and clouds gathered in the pale blue sky overhead. Warm sunshine freckled your skin while a gentle breeze cooled your temple. Hand in hand, you walked down the block with Tsukishima towards the farmer’s market. Already you could hear the nearby murmurs of a crowd and smell the savory aroma of freshly cooked food. Your stomach grumbled with enthusiasm as you thought about all the delicious choices waiting to be ordered.

Numerous vendors lined up down the street. Smoke arose from hot grills, carrying the scent of various spices through the air. Workers called out to passing customers, offering them samples of their homemade nut butters or showing off their natural, handmade soaps. With a fascinated glint in your eye, you observed each stand you passed by. From Hawaiian poke, grilled paninis, and tacos, to Thai stir fry, barbecue, and shawarma, the options seemed endless. As much as you loved the variety, it made making a decision even more difficult.

“Tsukkiiii,” you said pleadingly, “I don’t know what I want.”

He sighed. “Well, what’s your appetite in the mood for?”

“No clue, that’s why I’m asking.”

When he shot you an annoyed look, you held your hands up. “Hey, I’ve been using my brain way too much this week. I’m tired of thinking. I’m pretty down for anything, to be honest.”

With a shrug, he suggested trying the ramen from a stand several feet away from you both. You happily agreed and dragged the both of you to stand in line. Looking down at your shirt, you pulled on it slightly and adjusted the pin attached close to your collar. It depicted a cartoon cat with a text bubble that said “they/them” to indicate your preferred pronouns (though, in the note above, ik you may have a different combination of preferred pronouns. feel free to just sub in whatever those are into the pin ^-^ ). You recalled how you heart rushed with excitement when you found it in your mailbox that morning.

“You know, you didn’t have to get this for me,” you told your blonde companion as you admired your gift. Hands in his pockets, he gave you another shrug. “I just thought it suited you. Plus, strangers won’t misgender you, anymore.”

“That’s really thoughtful of you, Kei... Thank you, again, really.”

His lips formed into a thin line and he looked off to the side. He muttered a low, “Don’t mention it.” before stepping forward to follow the shortening line. A huff of amusement escaped you in response. You were also taking a step forward when you felt a shove on your left side. Tsukishima caught you mid-stumble, helping you regain your balance and stand upright again. Narrowing his eyes, he looked over at the man who bumped into you. The stranger caught himself from stumbling as well, then scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“Ah, I’m sorry about that young man/woman! I wasn’t looking clearly,” he apologized.

You shook your head in response, offering him a smile. “No worries. I’m glad we’re both okay.”

He was about to laugh in agreement when he noticed the pin attached to your top. His smile vanished and he looked at you quizzically. “Say, what’s that pin you got there?”

“Oh,” you pointed at it. “This? These are my gender pronouns. I go by ‘them/them,’” you announced proudly.

Raising an eyebrow, he asked, “What does that even mean? ‘They/them’ is plural, so doesn’t it make more sense to just go by he/she?” He paused for a few seconds of thought. Then, it clicked. “Is this that ‘gender identity’ bullshit I’ve been hearing about lately?”

Your enthusiasm quickly dissipated. ‘Oh gosh, please don’t tell me that this person’s--’

“Now missy/boy, I don’t know what’s gotten into all your heads, thinking you can just pick and choose whatever or whoever you want to be. What you were born with is who you are. Why can’t people accept that and have to complicate things? It’s biology. I swear, people are just doing this for attention or a trend or whatever--”

“Ahem,” Tsukishima cleared his throat, interrupting the man’s rant. He placed a gentle hand on your shoulder and drew you close against himself. “Perhaps the topic is too complex for your tiny mind to comprehend,” he challenged, his voice dripping with collected hostility. “You should stop going on about things you don’t understand; it makes you look even more ignorant. Now, please, stop bothering my partner before you piss me off more.”

The stranger glared up at Tsukishima, then back at you. Deciding it wasn’t worth a fight, the man scoffed and shoved past your boyfriend;s shoulder, then disappeared into the crowd. Behind you, a kid’s wide eyes looked at Tsukishima with awe. “Wow, that was really cool! You really showed him!”

“Tch, it was nothing,” he responded bashfully. “Can’t let assholes get away with whatever they want.”

15 minutes later and you were both settled in a shady area on a grassy field with ramen bowls in your lap. Your eyes were glued to the ground. Tsukishima waved a hand in front of your face with concern.

“Earth to y/n? You good? You’ve been quiet since we encountered that guy earlier.”

You risked looking up into his eyes, unable to control the stream of tears running down your eyes. Surprised, the blonde placed his hands on the sides of your face and started to wipe your tears off with his thumbs. “I-I’m just, r-really grateful that you,” you choked between sobs, “were here with m-me, today. I d-don’t know what I would’ve done if I was alone.”

You let him wrap his arms around you as you buried your face in his shoulder. He nestled his cheek onto the top of your head and ran a gentle hand up and down your spine. “It’s okay,” he murmured softly. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, anymore. I promise.”

Several minutes later, you pulled away, sniffling and rubbing the remaining tears from your eyes with your forearm. He gave your head a small pat.

gRhhrrhGRH.

“Someone sounds hungry.” You rolled your eyes and swatted his hand off your head.

2 minutes into eating, and you asked (suggestively), “Can we eat from the same bowl and see if we end up connecting noodles?”

“N-No, that’s dumb.”

“Oh, c’monnnnn~ You know you want to, you’re blushing.”

“I’m not!”

a/n: sry about the weird stomach growl effect LMAO

if you coudlnt tell i was hungry writing this n i miss going out to eat foueherhggu

i hope u enjoyed <3 pls lmk if u would like any changes anon or smth different (liks regular hc’s, etc). have a lovely day n i hope you feel better <3 ill fite anyone who makes u feel bad >:(

#haikyuu x reader #hinata x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei x reader #hinata shoyo x reader #haikyuu imagines #hinata shoyo #tsukishima kei #requests #comfort request

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were-all-just-stories · 3 years

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Drunk Wonderland Squad on a Night Out Headcanons

idk this is weirdly specific but they won't leave me alone till I've written them out

(just gonna put this here- mentions of underage drinking, if you don't like that. x)

Peter — everyone thinks he's the guy you'd want to stick with (on account of him being such a mom friend in general day-to-day life) but he literally cannot hold his alcohol and after one/two drinks, you've literally lost him the entire night. He'll dance with everyone, ending & staying with Jason and will whisper musical theatre references back & forth with Ivy the entire evening. Gets incredibly giggly and is lowkey an amazing dancer, even when drunk. He loves a vodka and coke and can usually be found drinking one - Ivy introduced him to this. He's the first one to pass out (usually on the way home) but almost never gets hangovers which makes the entire squad super confused & jealous. Jason basically follows him round the entire night bc he's lowkey kind of worried and has to make sure he's alright. He gets extremely clingy (especially to Jason but also to everyone) and goes around offering everyone a hug (while Jason's following, acting all exasperated bc he wants to dance with him but lowkey loving it.)

Tanya — the person you'd actually want to stick with on a night out. Life of the party and will always make sure you're having a good time. She keeps everyone well stocked with alcohol and makes everyone join in dancing - even Matt. Can hold her alcohol much better than Peter but gets awful hangovers the following day. Really, really loves peach vodka - Peter is the only other person who'll drink it with her. She gets very loud when drunk and will start belting out off-key ABBA songs, Lucas will join in bc that's my girlfriend. She and Lucas have a tradition ever since they started dating of dancing together whenever an ABBA song comes on, anywhere, Lucas has almost broken a leg in an attempt to find Tanya when he's heard the music start.

Matt — lowkey kind of a buzzkill. Turns into your literal mother in Peter's absence (but, like, your strict, paranoid mother not the caring mom-friend) and is constantly checking the time/the people around him/where his friends are. Gets super paranoid that he'll lose his wallet or keys or phone and is constantly checking. Lucas always steals the keys to freak him out. He (Matt) spends the entire evening keeping a tally on who is where and is def the one you want to be with at the end of the night because he will get you home safe. Acts almost like a teacher counting the children: does head counts and is all "meet at the van at half twelve. If you're late, we'll leave without you." Of course, Lucas is always purposely half an hour late or something and bc Matt's not actually going to leave him behind, the rest of them just collectively watch Matt lose his mind as Lucas saunters over at one o clock. Doesn't drink too much at parties/raves so is the designated driver and prefers getting drunk in the comfort of St. Cecelia's where he doesn't have to worry.

Nadia — lowkey scarily good at holding her alcohol. It's really hard to realise she's drunk and she'll often sit calmly to the side, watching the carnage her friends unleash. Gets super intense when actually drunk - tho bc she's quite intense anyway, it can be hard to notice. Will often tag-team with Lucas to steal something of Matt's. She and Lucas have an escalating bet to steal something bigger/more noticeable each time. Once, she accidentally punctured the church van's tire while trying to steal it and they had to hike back instead. Only she and Lucas know what really happened. She and Ivy get really competitive whilst playing drinking games and often have to be stopped, otherwise they'll carry on drinking bc no way are they loosing to the other. At the end of the night, she is usually found sitting at the side bitching to Peter, who is half asleep and nodding along like he'll remember it in the morning.

Jason — similarly to his sister, he can hold his alcohol pretty well, contrary to popular opinion, which is that he's a complete lightweight because the first time he ever got drunk was on two beers and he threw up on Tanya's shoes. But he's evolved since then. Likes going to parties/clubs with dark lights so he can dance with Peter - he lowkey likes drunk Peter who can't stop hanging off him. He likes to play drinking games with Tanya, though Lucas has been banned from joining in ever since he attempted to shave his own eyebrows off when he lost. Lucas and Jason often end up daring each other to do increasingly ridiculous things, tho Jason is better at cutting things off when it gets too intense. Jason's love language is definitely touch and this is even more apparent when he's drunk. Like him and Peter literally cannot stop holding hands - luckily for him, it's dark so nobody can really see and, if they do, it's just played off as a buddy system to stop the other getting lost. Watching Peter sleep in the van on the way home makes him super sleepy so it's all he can do to help Peter inside and into bed before he's asleep too. Often gets really bad hangovers so Peter will bring him breakfast and they'll eat together in bed, maybe make some excuse for missing church so they can stay there longer.

Ivy — signature drink is a vodka & cranberry and it's always the first drink she gets. Usually ends up in the bathroom vomiting at some point bc she loves to mix alcohol with different outcomes - with varying results. She invented her own cocktail when extremely drunk one night which consists of vodka, lemonade, tomato juice, and raspberries. It is absolutely disgusting and nobody else but Lucas (who got such a bad hangover when he tried it, he thought he saw God) will go anywhere near it but she will attempt to convince everyone every time. Giggles a lot when drunk and often gets super emotional. Once cried because Peter spilled his drink on the floor. She gets really loud and is def the one person you'd find on top of a table dancing - Peter would be cheering her on from the floor. The best at placating Matt (even before he started liking her) and persuading him to stay an extra hour or so at the party so the rest of the squad always send her in to convince him. Often wears heels when they go out and is scarily good at keeping her balance in them even while drunk.

Lucas — off the rails. You go out on a night with him and you could wake up with no shoes in Quebec in someone's swimming pool with no memory of what happened. He will literally try any drink you offer him and is always up for dares - to the point where Matt has to intervene bc he's straight up about to jump in the lake with a plastic bag on his head. Extremely fun and you'll def have a good time with him but, if not restrained, the good time could end with a visit to the police station. Has no impulse/self control when drunk and loves to wind Matt up by stealing keys/something that'll freak him out. Will always show up late to their prearranged meeting time to go home and will pretend he's serious about wanting to drive them home to wind Matt up even more. Gets awful hangovers and, if they have class/church the next day, can usually be found either in bed or sitting in class/church with sunglasses and a hoodie pulled right over his head. Last one to fall asleep, he could probably keep going all night.

General —

* The squad usually have one night out a week/two weeks depending on what's going on/where it is

* They can't use church van often as it'll get noticeable so seven times out of ten they'll go somewhere in walking distance or else Lucas will somehow know these lowkey kinda sketch ppl who'll give them a lift (Matt will be freaking out the entire time)

* they'll usually spend Friday nights out somewhere and then Saturday in the common room/someone's dorm/the grounds if it's warm enough

* Peter and Jason attend about 85% of these nights and will plead homework or illness at least once a month so they can spend the night together instead

* Nadia attends about 60% of these and is less likely to go when Peter and Jason don't go but Lucas always tries to persuade her so they can annoy Matt & play drinking games

* Ivy, Lucas, and Tanya literally always go, Matt tags along most times with them bc 'someone's got to make sure they get home'

* Once or twice, Matt has stayed behind and gone to pick Lucas, Tanya, and Ivy up at one instead

* Nadia and Matt sometimes hang out when the others go - they watch scary movies together in the common room - Nadia keeps picking increasingly scarier/gorier ones to see how long it'll take Matt to ask to turn it off but he hasn't cracked yet

Super long post so apologies for that lol, again, feel free to add on/let me know what you think!

#i don't think this makes any coherent sense #but here we are anyway #rip my formatting lol #bare a pop opera #bapo #jason mcconnell #peter simmonds #ivy robinson #nadia mcconnell #tanya garrett #lucas carter #matt lloyd #headcanon #bare a rock musical

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wowtobio · 4 years

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Hi! Can I request headcanons where Atsunu and Oikawa are in love with the same girl and compete for her love? I

New Neighbor? Where Atsumu and Oikawa try to win your love

thanks for the request :) i hope u enjoy!

warnings: slight angst and implied sexual content

*pretend hinata is you hehe ;)

“(y/n)-chan!! I can’t believe you’re leaving me!!” Oikawa complains as you pack the last few things in your overflowing suitcase.

It was a hot, sunny Saturday afternoon in your home in Miyagi and you found yourself in your room with Oikawa casually laying on your bed.

“Tooru, I’m sorry you know this was not my choice.” You spoke softly, Oikawa sat up and continued his whining

“But still! We’ve been together since we were kids and you’re just gonna abandon me?? After everything we’ve been through!!?” You threw a pillow at the loud mouthed setter.

It was true, when you moved to Miyagi when you were 6 years old, you two hit it off and are still as close as ever today. Your parents had demanding jobs that required them to travel all over Japan leaving you home alone. Your parents were close with Oikawa’s so they trusted to look after you. You were practically raised by them but over time you learned to fend for yourself with a little help from him and his family.

“Quit your screaming! And don’t make it out like we’re dating hmph. You still have Iwa-kun to cling onto. You’ll be alright.” You stood up and clasped his hands with yours. A fire sparked into your eyes as you looked at him.

“Besides, you have to promise me that you’ll go and win nationals. Win the dream with your team!” Oikawa glances at your hands before letting them go and hooking his pinky with your small, dainty ones.

“Mm, you can count on me (y/n)-chan”

You smile brightly and without warning wrap your arms around the brunette’s neck. He pauses before allowing his hands to gather at the small of your back and hugging your waist. As a goodbye, you squeeze him closer and bury your face in the crook of his neck and he digs his face into your shoulder. Your breath hitched in your throat as you swear you felt him press a kiss on your neck, but you didn’t mention it. You two just savored the moment and each others warmth as it was probably going to be the last time you two would be in each others presence for awhile. Probably.

It has been two months since your family made the move to Hyogo, your parents as expected were not home as usual and at first it was hard for you to adapt without the presence of your parents and your childhood best friend who you texted every single day.

“heyo tooru!”

“(y/n)-chan! i miss you ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ do you miss mee~?”

“yah wish idiot, i’m just checkin up on yah”

“YABBEI!! ୧(๑•̀ᗝ•́)૭ you already have the kansai accent noo!!”

“shut up! i adapt! and fyi i do not talk like this irl”

“okok whateverrr, how’s inarizaki?”

With your high grades and excelling in academics you were able to transfer into Inarizaki high with no problem. You did not have any friends though, you did not really fit in or belong to certain cliques at the school.

“it’s been alright, kinda prestigious though and ppl have egos but nothing i can’t handle. def better than dealing with you hehe~”

“im hurt (y/n)-chan! but that’s good, watch out for their volleyball team they’re pretty strong (ง’-‘︠)ง“

You raised an eyebrow as you realized that your new school did indeed have a volleyball team. You’ve heard about them quite a lot as they are supposedly really good, placing at nationals consecutively. You made a mental note to yourself to look further into it whenever you cared too and you bid Oikawa a quick goodbye text. You remembered an important package was waiting outside so you slipped on some shoes and ran out to get it.

Upon approaching your mailbox, you notice two guys walking towards your direction and you glance up at them. One blonde-haired guy rambling to an uninterested sliver-haired who was practically an exact replica to him. Twins? You thought to yourself as you took a double-take.

Despite their similarities in looks, your attention gravitated towards the blond twin. Just the way his soft looking locks parted to the right over his hooded, dark eyes you could lost in. His overall energy was one that interested you. He felt your lingering gaze on him and made eye contact with you and smirked.

You blushed lightly and hurriedly grabbed your package. You rushed since you were just wearing short shorts and a crop top. Avoiding any interactions with the pair, you walk away and miss the eyes of the blonde twin looking up and down at your body.

Slamming your door shut, back against it you let out a sigh of relief and peek out the window to see the twins walk into the house right next door to you. The blush on your face still burned slightly, your curiosity heightens

“New neighbors? How interesting”

School has ended, yet you found yourself aimlessly walking the now empty halls of Inarizaki. You wanted to avoid going home, as you did not want to be spending anymore time in an empty household and without your best friend you missed dearly.

Your aimless wandering has led you to the volleyball gym, curiosity killed the cat and you found yourself entering the gym and stepping up at the balcony to watch practice from afar. Your eyes immediately went to the golden yellow haired guy who was apparently also your neighbor.

He sets to his teammate effortlessly and you couldn’t help but watch with amazement of his moves and how he brought out the best in the spiker. His technique was similar to Tooru’s, just a bit different. It was like his own twist. You always watched Tooru play with awe, however this guy’s setting just hit differently within you.

You stared for a bit too long, as said setter looks up the balcony to see your form. The fangirls nearby you screech for his attention, only for him to send you a smirk and you blush profusely and immediately break the eye contact once again.

Eventually, you found yourself coming back to the same gym at the same time everyday for the week. You went because of how much the players practiced and played flawlessly, but secretly because you wanted to watch the blonde setter in action of course. And since you were not enrolled in any clubs you killed time after school on that very balcony.

Blonde twin has noticed you at every practice, every now and then he would nod towards you and/or throw a lopsided smile to you that made your heart jump lightly.

It was the end of practice and you were about to walk out of the empty gym until you felt a hand grab your wrist, pulling you back.

“Wait!”

You gasp slightly upon seeing the blonde setter. A little too close for comfort. A tint of pink dusted your cheeks as you gulped and stared into his eyes.

“Miya Atsumu, who are you?”

“TOOOORUUU YOU WONT BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED” You jumped into bed and called your childhood best friend with no warning.

“E-eh?? (y/n)-chan are you okay?? Are you finally coming back to mee????”

“NO SILLY! okay hear me out for a moment”

You rambled on and on about your interaction with the setter, a hint of excitement in your tone that goes unnoticed by Oikawa.

“(y/n)-chan, you do know that Miya Atsumu is one of the best setters in Japan right?”

You immediately shut up, mouth open slightly and you noticed Oikawa’s sudden drop in mood.

“A-ah, I did not know that, sorry..” You rubbed your arm out of nervousness as the line went silent for an uncomfortable amount of time.

“You.. you still support me though right (y/n)-chan?”

“Of course Tooru!”

“You promise?”

“Yeah, of course. I believe in you”

Over the next few weeks, you and Atsumu have been interacting a lot more than others would’ve expected. You two slowly got closer to each other, exchanged numbers, walking in the halls together, eating lunch together, even during passing time he would come visit you in your class. Rumors erupted here and there but you would ignore them, all you cared about was the fact that you were getting close to the handsome setter and you couldn’t help but feel a weird sensation in your chest whenever you were around him.

Being neighbors, you two sometimes catch each other walking by the window and laugh at how both of you were caught off guard. He would even text you about it.

“you looked pretty cute there (n/n)-chan~”

Your heart flutters and you giggle replying back. Then you two would text the whole night away.

One night, you were on the phone with Oikawa as usual updating each other about your lives.

“And then! You won’t believe it (y/n)-chan, Iwa-chan then threw the volleyball! At the back of my head!! How embarrassing uwaaah”

You giggled cutely, “But I do believe it!” Oikawa just grumbles on the other side of the line and you continue to laugh. A text message then pops up from Atsumu, wishing you a goodnight. You subconsciously smile and were reminded that you should probably tell your best friend of the recent closeness.

“Ne Tooru, I have somethings to update you about Atsumu.” It was absolutely silence on the other side, you worried slightly but took it as a sign to continue.

You ranted on about the progression of your friendship with Atsumu, almost in a dreamy tone. You finished and were met with silence which worried you even further.

“Toor-”

“We have a match with Karasuno tomorrow.” You were caught off guard with the sudden subject change.

“E-eh? That’s Kageyama-san’s team right? And you should be sleeping then!”

“Yeah, that guy drives me mad. But we’ll be fine, we will win” Oikawa says. You admired whenever Oikawa was passionate and serious about his dreams.

“Of course, I wish you luck! I’ll watch you guys from home.”

“Thank you~ Sweet (y/n)-chan” You laugh and cringed at him, but his tone went serious unexpectedly once again.

“Ne (y/n)-chan I have a question for you.”

“I’m all ears Tooru.”

“Do you have feelings for Atsumu?”

Your breath got caught in your throat. Feelings?

“I- uhm. I think it’s too early to have feelings like that, right Tooru?”

“Mmm.”

On the other side of the line, Oikawa frowns.

They lost

They lost against Karasuno

You sat on your coach, tears forming as your hands cupped your mouth in shock.

They can’t go to nationals

You watched painfully as you saw the cameras zoom in on the victors of Karasuno and cuts to Oikawa’s face of disbelief alongside the team members’ similar reaction and a few crying faces. Tears were as of now flowing down your face.

Tooru’s dream

You spent the next few days constantly calling and texting your best friend to check on him and remind him he did his best. He barely replied back, answering with blunt and passive answers that worried you to the core. Oh what would you give to take a train to Miyagi and comfort him.

You heard a knock at your door, ears perked up and you walk over to answer.

“A-atsumu??” You were shocked at the sudden appearance of him at your front door.

“What’re you doing here??” He leans against the doorway, hands in his pockets. His casual attire being fitted black joggers, a green hoodie and a nice jacket over. You couldn’t help but stare.

“Am I not allowed to visit yah (n/n)-chan. And it is rude to stare yanno. Not even allowing a guest in?” He smirks as you fumble with your words and let him in your home.

“I was just making lunch, w-would you like to join me?” He smiles attractively as he takes off his coat and hangs it up.

“Don’t mind if I do.”

The afternoon was spent with you cooking lunch for the two of you, jokes cracked up and you both laughed and bonded.

“What do yah mean? You never saw the movie??” You giggled.

“Hah, you expect me to be going out all the time? I’m the loner here.”

“Nope nope, not with me around. I am taking you out to see this movie right now.” He grabs your wrist and drags you towards your room. Your heart did a thing.

“Go get ready.” You blushed red questioned frantically what was happening.

“W-what? What do you mean? Where are we going? WHat??” Atsumu waves his hands.

“Don’tcha worry about it doll. I’ll pay for your ticket, and it’ll only be the movies. Yah parents aren’t even home and I’ll bring yah back home in one piece.”

With further convincing you sigh and agreed to his offer. As you slipped on a casual, fitting dress along with a bit of touching up of your hair and makeup your mind wanders to Oikawa. You still worried about him.

“I hope he’s doing okay..” You mumble to no one in particular.

“Hope whose doin okay?” You jump at Atsumu’s sudden intrusion in your bedroom.

“N-nothing! Well I’m ready now so let’s go.” Before heading out, Atsumu blocks your path and checked you out real quick.

“Wow~ You look gorgeous (n/n)-chan” You blushed heavily and ushered him out of your room and the house.

You two arrive at the train station, making light conversation where Atsumu would drop compliments every now and then that would make you redder than a tomato.

Casually strolling side by side, your shoulders bumping into each other. You stop in your tracks as Atsumu does the same, your eyes widening at the sight of Oikawa.

“T-tooru!”

“…(y/n)-chan”

Atsumu raises an eyebrow.

“W-what are you doing here Tooru? Are you okay??”

“I simply just needed to see you… I missed you but I see that I am interrupting something?”

Your eyes widened, you wanted to run into Tooru’s arms but Atsumu was right beside you..

Conflicted

“Well well well, if it ain’t pretty setter Oikawa. How did that game the other day go?” Atsumu says in a taunting manner, you backhanded Atsumu’s chest lightly scolding him. However, Astumu continues

“I think you should let her go lover boy, she’s mine.” Atsumu wraps and arm around your shoulder. You gasped as Oikawa ticks at that.

“You barely know her, don’t even think about touching her!” Oikawa growls out.

“G-guys please stop!” You felt so conflicted with your feelings. You did recently felt interested in Atsumu. On the other hand, you constantly missed and cared for Tooru.

“She obviously likes me over you boy, I dunno your problem but I will be taking my lady out if yah don’t mind.”

“To hell! (y/n)-chan’s been mine.” Oikawa grabs your wrist and pulls you towards him.

“(y/n), what are you doing out with him? Is this a date? Do you actually like him more than me?”

You flustered up at Oikawa’s words.

“No! W-well it may seem like a date, but we’re just out watching movies together alone! W-wait that sounds like a date oh my goodness. I don’t even know anymore ugh-”

You felt so overwhelmed to the point you could not help but break your grasp from Oikawa and run from the two.

“(n/n)-chan!”

“(y/n)!”

You kept running, ignoring their calls.

What were you going to do?

Who were you going to choose?

You did not know anymore

a/n: heyhey sorry if that turned out bad ;; i am conflicted on how to end this short headcanon so I was thinking of writing something with both endings where you either choose Oikawa or Atsumu. Only if you guys want so please let me know! And also at that last interaction I made Oikawa seem more serious since I imagine he would still be affected by losing ofc poor boi. Sorry if that seemed too ooc for Oikawa. N e ways, thank you guys sm for the support and reading my writing. PLs let me know if you would like that part two! ily :)

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sluttyten · 3 years

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Hi is it okay if I rant? This may be lengthy. But If not feel free to delete this I don’t wanna put all my grievances on you bc I know how that may be annoying!

So lately I feel like a dumbass for being attracted to a guy who I know is a jerk. We literally met from arguing with each other and not getting along. We have mutual friends so we are around each other a lot and argue a lot in our groupchat and it’s a huge turn off bc we’re grown lmao and there’s no reason for him to constantly pick arguments w me or tease me like a childish boy. But he’s also said things that make it obvious he’s weirdly attracted to me too, like one of our biggest fights was because we were playing a confession drinking game w friends and he said “the girl I want to fck the most is also the most annoying girl I’ve ever met” and one of our friends was like he’s talking about YOU. It was a shitty thing to say like he says things like that and it was so childish and it started an argument that ruined the whole night. But he’s rude and our friends let him get away w being a dick but I don’t so I think that’s why we clash. I get called sensitive all the time for it. And just knowing that he annoys me seems to egg him on more so I mostly ignore him. he’s just a sarcastic asshole and always needs to be the center of attention. He’s not a terrible person but I just know he’s not my cup of tea.

But at the same time..I think he’s cute and really smart I always have and we have sexual tension. Like I can admit when a person is attractive even when I don’t like them. Anyways over the weekend there’s this festival a town near us has yearly and my friends and I went and rented a cabin and did some drinking. Oddly enough him and I got along and I wasn’t drunk I was just like tipsy but we were talking about stuff that’s been going on here in the US. So ig I should say I’m black and he’s asian so we were talking about some touchy topics with poc (we were 2 out of 3 of the only poc at the cabin and plus it’s already a pretty conservative racist state) and it came up bc of an incident at the bar where the bartenders ignored me and helped all the white ppl until my white guy friend said something and I didn’t even realize it was most likely race related like I’m just used to it but when we got back to the cabin he brought it up and asked if I was okay which really surprised me and lead to that whole conversation which made me look at him differently and kinda made him even more attractive. After that the whole night we just kinda hung out w each other and like clung to each other, were dancing together and just really touchy idk it was weird bc we hate each other so our friends noticed immediately 💀 but i didn’t care cus in the moment we got along really well for the first time. Soooo fast forward to get to the point, I kinda sorta let him eat me out in the restroom and kinda palmed him through his shorts 😭 I got really caught up and into it but when I realized I just made up some lie about being really tired and feeling sick

but that was 2 days ago on Saturday and now that I’m home I’ve been thinking about it and feeling bad like maybe I should’ve returned the favor for him and get him off too? But something in me stopped me. he hasn’t said anything bad about it he’s been very nice actually or just acting like nothing happened which I appreciate bc our friends kinda assume something did since we disappeared but thankfully he walked up to me the next day and promised he wouldn’t say anything unless I did. I haven’t decided to tell them yet bc I know how hypocritical it seems since I bash him all the time and also it’s not like I have to tell anyone. But he’s been cool lately, we’ve been texting outside of the groupchat which we’ve never done before but it’s been friendly and funny conversation and even talked on the phone last night (which for me is a big deal bc I hate phone calls). Anyways I’m kinda having regrets about it all just bc I think back to some of our past arguments or issues with one another and they’ve been bad before. But at the same time...he has really nice lips and is really good with his hands and mouth 😭 and like he’s not a bad person he’s just not my kinda person so maybe a hookup or two isn’t bad? But Idk how I feel about catching feelings for him. Like what would you do??

Oh my goodness this was lengthy lol

But I think if he’s changing then maybe it’s alright to see where this could go for you two, but if you think he’s still going to always act childishly and call you annoying and like you like a kid does, then maybe just try and do a hookup thing if you do want that

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acuraintergurl · 3 years

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random things/ saying i love

- when ppl say” love u long time”

- braces ( or what i call them “mouth full of jewels and metal )

- when lighter skin ppls knees get pink

- the color pink itself

- piercings

- when girls have lots of jewelry on them. like lots of bracelets that clang and make lots of noise when they move, necklaces, rings, waist beads, etc etc

- when ppl have summer songs! like when they have a song that reminds them of the summer time or that they played non stop during the summer.

- buzzcuts!!

- when friends or significant others do each other’s hair. like in waves alexis was dyeing tyler’s hair blonde. or in buzzcut season by lorde, she sings about how her and her friends would cut each other hairs when it would got super long in the summer time.

- bikinis!

- huge glasses that hide most of ur face

- mullets especially on girls.

- when i see black girls all collectively wearing their bonnets 2 bed.

- bangs so long that u cant see their eyes

- acrylic nails and painted toes

- DAD HATS!

- bushy eyebrows

- when ppl have a certain piece of jewelry that they always wear and never take off even 4 a shower

- when friends have a thing. example: let’s say a friend group meets every saturday and watches adventure time and eats mcdonald’s, like everyday saturday! and that’s their thing.

- when ppl smile or laugh so big u can see the gaps in their teeth

- kisses on thighs

- when ur hugging someone and u wrap ur arms around their hips and kinda hang ur thumbs on their belt loops

- when ppl tape bus tickets, movie tickets, play tickets,metro cards or old receipts from diners or whatever into their journals

- tattoos on fingers

- ice cream trucks

- when ppl have an unspoken understanding of things (like how my ex bestfriend microwave worked in specific way like u had 2 turn it a certain way and stop it at a certain time and everyone in the house understood how 2 work it.)

- imperfect ponytails

- kisses on knuckles

- 2016/2017/2018 aesthetic

- when ppl have like comfort backpack or bag? like a bag they put everything in and use all the time and like cant live without

- when ur done getting ready and someone ask u 2 do a “360”

- when u get close enough 2 someone that they show u their baby pictures

- when someone knows u enough 2 already know ur order at a food place.

- “emotional support water bottles”

- napping with ppl

- darker skinned ppl blushin

- iphone 6 camera quality

- leaving clothes at a friends house bcos ur just close like dat lol

- having a gas station order?!

- mistki’s lyricism

- sonder son

- birth marks/beauty marks

- putting flowers in hair

- chuck taylor’s

- when willow smith says “ run my hands through your hair you wanna run your finger through mine but my dreads 2 thick and that’s alright”

- smoke fits! meaning when smokers who live in cold areas have 2 go outside 2 smoke we usually have 2 layer up so we end up having these cute ridiculous looking outfits and everyone kinda has this mutual understanding not 2 judge.

- friendship bracelets

- bulky jackets

- keychains and when ppl have tons of stuff on it

- crochet dresses

- “nobody’s heart is perfect”

- “don’t push away the ppl that ground u”

- the concept of not being who u r without some of the ppl in ur life “i wouldn’t b who i am without u”

- “u r the greatest love i’ve ever felt and known”

- the skating rink

- ppl with soft skin

- the little patch on the back of levi jeans

- when women let their hair grow and don’t wear bras (wishin i had the confidence 2 not wear one)

- painting someone’s nails/someone painting ur nails

- when ppl say “always” as an alternative 4 “i love u”

- the word “ache”

- rubbing ur hands over thighs, but not aggressively more sliding ur fingers over their thigh and knees

- sweaters

- the non stop laughter while high

- baby tees and graphic tank tops

- the song honey by kehlani

- tan lines

- collecting journals

- the fair

- the cute little messages on victora secret perfume bottles

- “if we ever stop talking send me a song”

- charm bracelets

- pretty lacey bras

- cute pretty little pins in girls hair

- black girls with bangs

- stickers on phone cases

- puffer coats

- smoking in the summer

- the pet name “honey” and “baby”

- when someone rests their head on ur shoulder

- when ur listening 2 music with someone and ur using wired headphones so u have 2 b rlly close so the headphones don’t come out from ur ears

- gunky mascara and glossy lips

- sitting on benches on a sunny day

- the summertime 😍😍😭

- new york city

- when girls put their hair up in a lil pony and it swings

- when ppl tell u about the dream they had when they like first wake up and there’s something so subtly pretty about the slur in their voice due 2 just waking up and how heavy their eyes r

- when u can hear bits of someone’s accent when they get rlly passionate about something

- the sleep u get after being out 4 a rlly long time

- when you’ve been in tight shoes most of the day and get home and finally take them off and just relax urself or when u have socks on 4 a while and u take them off and there’s lines from the inprint so u just rub on them and it feels nice

- when ur touching knee slightly hits someone’s knee and they don’t move

- the neon “open” signs at gas stations at night time

- how girls look when they’re doing their makeup and look super focused

- in movies when the camera pans 2 the teenager in the house door and like they have a door collage and one of the pictures is “STAY OUT” or “KEEP OUT” suppper edgy right? lol

- slushees

- sleeping after swimming in the pool all day

- tote bags

- when ur in the store and u have been pushing the cart 4 a while so in result of getting tired u slump ur upper body onto the cart a little bit and close ur eyes and breathe

- having bikinis air dry in the summer

- pretty chinese mesh slippers

- bucket hats

- girls getting ready 2gether

- girls straightening or doing each other hair

- the intimacy of putting lipstick on someone else’s lips

- when b4 someone shows u something that they’re excited about they say “ur gonna freak” or “ur gonna die” idk it gets me excited

- the word ghetto and ratchet ppl think it’s an insult but i think of nice things when ppl say that. like “ratchet happy birthday” by drake gives me fun and lit vibes. and ratchet saturn girl” by amine gives me dream girl vibes

- when u sleep with someone and y’all have unsaid understanding of ur sides of the bed

- women with big/chubby arms

- the shower u take right after cutting ur hair

- when the song ur listening 2 bass is so heavy so u start nodding ur head 2 dance along.

- the sweater + leggings + long socks combo

- handwritten letters 4 no reason

- letters 2 urself

- excessive use of emojis

- the sisterhood of girls asking 2 braid ur hair in class

- using the word “fly” as a compliment

- bowls cuts

- gogo boots

- girls wearing boxers

- when ppl call thei girlfriends “my girl”

- nicknames

- locs

- thongs

- moisturized skin

- daniel caesars lyricism and album freudian

- when ppl call ppl with long legs “legs”

- “oh brother!”

- DARIA

- “love u the most”

- so cute that ppl say “peace!” as in goodbye it’s like instead of goodbye u wish 4 them peace ☮️ that’s so freakin cute

- “luv bug”

- i luv when ppl with bigger long hair and bangs push their glasses 2 their forehead or up 2 their hair so their hair moves into this weird position that makes their hair look so cute n messy and i luv it.

- “take care of urself”

- “till 4ever falls apart”

- VS pink underwear

- when u can see a girls pantie lines in leggings

- women wearing leggings

- women with hairy arms and legs

- thick nice acrylic nails

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