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[tooruluv]

me logging into this account is insane bc i forget just how much love i get on here :((((

i cant promise to update anything BUTT i can say that i have some pretty sick (finished) drafts on here that i can quickly revise and post at some point!

love y’all so much <333 and if any of you are into marvel/mcu or aot, i have just posted my very first aot fix on @spectorbear (it’s the account i’m typically logged into) <333

sending love & positivity! and who knows! maybe something will be updated or posted soon on here! i don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up :T

[lizzy06]

Atsumu Miya x Reader Fic Recs!!

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Inarizaki Fic Rec Masterlist

A Debt Repaid✨ by matchumu (oneshot, sibling love)"Just keep the money." Atsumu repeats. "Don't think of it as a charity. Just think of it as a debt repaid."It was Miya Atsumu who bought the first Onigiri Miya store. [COMPLETED]

a world without you by my side by farozaan (oneshot, happy ending, waking up in alternate au, time travel) He wanted just a single day without his brother all around him. That would be paradise. Miya Osamu makes a wish and regrets it. [COMPLETED]

shrimply in love ✨ by @caelivir (oneshot, fluff) atsumu wholeheartedly prayed that you forgot how you first met, and for a while he believed that you did. that is until he finds the literal token from that day.[COMPLETED]

MSBY! Soulmate x Reader by @watevermelon (oneshot, fluff, slight angst to fluff, mutual pinning)You knew all about his personality, whether through the rumor vine or the numerous warnings your friends gave you. But there was no avoiding it - he was your soulmate after all .[COMPLETED]

The Boy Next door by @quirrrky (neighbors, humor, enemies to lovers, fake dating, friends to lovers) Your new neighbor is everything you’ll never ask for. Your life starts changing for better and for worse when Miya Atsumu rents the apartment next to you. The most unfortunate part? Everything about him. With his annoying good looks and equally irritating charm, how can you not resist the boy next door? [HIATUS??] <this is a lovely fic but has not been updated in a while, but I am still putting it up here !!>

In Screaming Color✨ by moonmayhem (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff)A soulmate AU where, if you dye your hair, your soulmate's hair changes as well. [COMPLETED]

an epilogue of sorts by mooshys (oneshot, fluff, humor)Atsumu wants to prove that he definitely knows his way around the kitchen by opting to cook dinner for you to celebrate your one year anniversary together. Thing is, he needs a little help if he wants to impress you tonight.[COMPLETED]

Shower Friends ✨✨by just_j(fake dating, enemies to lovers, fluff, angst)The dorm you live in has co-ed bathrooms. Why that’s even remotely a good idea is beyond you; and recently, your precious shower time is being interrupted by a certain blonde haired setter for the volleyball team. And when he lies to his teammates that he has a girlfriend, somehow you get roped into his scheme to convince them he does. [COMPLETED]

A Genius mess by @mimi-cee-hq (oneshot, fluff)Atsumu insults you, the quietest girl in his class. But as he gets to know you, your few words often leave him blushing.[COMPLETED]

(un)loving miya atsumu✨✨ by alicemitch09(angst, Unrequited love, Jealousy, Happy ending)You were 9 when you first met the Miya twins when you moved to Hyogo. The two boys would eventually turn to be your closest friends, as much as rascals the two can be. you loved one twin more than the other - a love that was more than friendship. Sadly, Atsumu obviously loved your big sister more. Of course he did, she was everything you were not.[COMPLETED]

incomplete song ✓✨ | angst, post break up | one shot | by @tooruluv

Hecklin' ✨by Airomi (fluff, humor) according to your experience, bothering someone so much that they fall in love. [COMPLETED]

Call You Mine [Miya Atsumu X Reader] by tsumusamu(friends to lovers, fluff, angst, mutual pinning)Being in unrequited love with your best friend sucks. It's even worse when the friend you're in love with is Miya Atsumu. [ONGOING]

That's My Girl by wttcsms(oneshot, smut) Atsumu Miya gets jealous.[COMPLETED]

Jealous atsumu ✨ by @etherrreal (oneshot, fluff, comfort)atsumu swears he’s not the jealous type, until the pictures you post with his brother prove him wrong.[COMPLETED]

little changes ✨by kuroopaisen (enemies to friend to lovers, past roommates )Miya Atsumu is the bane of your existence. but, that means different things at different times of your life.[COMPLETED]

Mind Boggling Pt 1, Pt 2✨ by @seokiloquy (soulmate au, fluff, humor)At particular times (Once a year/ certain age/ hours/ or randomly) soulmates swap bodies for some time.[COMPLETED]

“These Words”  by @myhaikyuuthings (oneshot, soulmate au, angst)soulmate au your soulmates last words ever said are on your body, they turn red when said, first words ever said to you are on another part of your body, they turn gold when said.[COMPLETED]

with our fates tangled together by @chunhua (oneshot, angst to fluff) soulmates are bound together by a red string.[COMPLETED]

Unexpectedly yours by @love-nishinoya-yu (Soulmate au, oneshot) You have the same tattoos.[COMPLETED]

nice receive✨   by @tsumusamu (oneshot, fluu, humor) eight months into your relationship, atsumu takes you to meet his family. things don’t go as planned, but of course, everything ends up alright in the end anyway. alternatively, miya atsumu adores you and his family thinks it’s easy to see why.[COMPLETED]

I’m Here, So Sleep by @dokifluffs (oneshot, fluff, comfort) Warnings: anxiety towards school and life, overthinking, insomnia. [COMPLETED]

Set the Bar High by BeansNCornbread(enemies to lovers, fluff, smut, angst)A college AU where you work at an off campus bar and when Atsumu finds this out, he never leaves you alone. Classic enemies to lovers storyline with serendipity, snide comments, and a whole lot of sexual tension.[COMPLETED]

you're not the one✨ ✨ by heartcondemned (fake dating, strangers to lovers, fluff and angst) How to make your lifelong crush jealous and like you back? Easy.Fake date one of his friends. [COMPLETED]

So...What do Ya say? by @yourstarvic After finding your fiancé you have been with many years cheating on your best friend. You tried to confront them but they never showed up…So what do you do? You drink at the bar trying to figure out what to do. And who else there to help you if not the good looking stranger you met at the bar? [COMPLETED]

Email Me Why✨ by @yourstarvic(oneshot, fluff, humor)Atsumu needs to come up with the perfect email to go on a date with his captain's little sister. [COMPLETED]

You okay? by @yourstarvic (oneshot, angst) It's your wedding day, atsumu is sad. [COMPLETED]

lazy texter by myhugelove (fluff, humor, online friends to lovers) a short fic in which a schoolmate who is not on his phone much suddenly becomes great at texting when it comes to you. [COMPLETED]

you found me✨ by Amy_stark117(fluff, angst, eventual smut)Miya Atsumu had his life goals set - volleyball, fame, and success. Nothing could stand in his way. You threw all that out the window, simply by sitting next to him in class. [COMPLETED]

7 Reasons by Channelei(mutual pinning, fluff, humor)in which you realize why you fell in love with your hot headed, over-confident, cocky, arrogant asshole of a best friend.[COMPLETED]

then the moment came by @justauthoring (oneshot, soulmate au, loosely based of silent voice) It just never was the right time. Not then, not later, until it suddenly is and everything’s… different.[COMPLETED]

Diligence ✨by kaientai (friends to lovers, childhood friends, requited unrequited love) Diligence requires the courage of a fool who wouldn't think twice before walking into an open flame, and in the span of a few months, your childhood friend Atsumu proved that he truly is one of the biggest fools to date. [COMPLETED]

Forget me,too ✨ by @saintobio (oneshot, angst, hurt/comfort, past lovers) after a series of broken promises and unresolved arguments, perhaps all atsumu needed is to hear you say good bye for one last time.[COMPLETED]

sweetner ✨ by flying_raijin(fake dating, fluff, angst, humor)you're just being petty. Faking a relationship with the first guy in sight after the love of your life dumps you out of nowhere? [COMPLETED]

How He Shows You Affection by @jayeray-hq(oneshot, fluff)[COMPLETED]

He’s My Best Friend by @jayeray-hq(oneshot, fluff)[COMPLETED]

White noise ✨ by 1keshi(childhood friends, friends to lovers, slowburn, fluff, angst) you force a therapist to listen to the story of how you fell in love with your childhood friend, because what else are you supposed to do? [COMPLETED]

A Bit Yours ✨by Declaraso (fake dating, enemies to lovers, humor) Atsumu's clumsy with words. You think he's a jerk. But for some reason, you both agreed to go through such a stupid plan.[COMPLETED]

The Breaking Point✨ by melremade(smut, oneshot)They say there’s a thin line between love and hate. When it comes to Miya Atsumu, it might as well be a brick wall topped with barbed wire and surrounded by a minefield. [COMPLETED]

Perfect Union by wttcsms(oneshot, fluff, smut, friends to lovers)[COMPLETED]

Laws of Motion by miyachondria (friends to lovers, slowburn)First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage -- according to every other person.[ONGOING]

(1) One Missed Call by satorini (teetorini)(smut)You work for an anonymous phone sex business on campus, and you would have never guessed that your first client would be the Atsumu Miya—most popular guy on campus who sits three seats ahead of you in calculus. And you're pretty sure he doesn't even know you exist. [ONGOING]

One Day by flying_raijin()When you get asked by Vogue Japan to be the star of their "Day in the life of a Pro Volleyball player" video, you agree because you don't think there's much that could go wrong. Unfortunately, your boyfriend is an absolute menace, and decides to act as such for the whole world to see.[COMPLETED]

FWB by flying_siphonophore(fluff, smut, angst, mutual pinning)What comes after a kiss that shouldn't have happened in the first place?[COMPLETED]

lovestruck, watching over you by strawberricream(fluff, mutual pinning)in your second year of high school, you catch atsumu’s eye. he tries to get to know you when he realizes that it didn’t take much work to open you up. in your third year together in the same class, he realizes that the hard work came from elsewhere.[COMPLETED]

Storm Chaser by sunmoonstarsrain()Being with Miya Atsumu is like chasing a storm - equal parts exhilaration and danger. After all, it's impossible to tame a storm.[COMPLETED]

A Second Chance by Gremlin_Lord (Unplanned pregnancy, angst, fluff) Atsumu broke up with you 3 years ago. But fate had other plans and decided to reunite the two together with your kid along. [ONGOING]

[tooruluv]

tooru oikawa

Lol babe you look cold as fuck. Hell no you can't wear my letterman I just got this. I earned it.

[kukukuna]

Songs and Name Game!

I was tagged by @demxnscous !

Rules: Make a new post and spell out your URL with song titles, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL

S: Sarcasm by Get Scared

U: Use Somebody by Kings of Leon

K: Kiss Me More by Doja Cat

U: Ultimately by khai dreams

N: Not Over You by Gavin DeGraw

A: After Dark by Mr.Kitty

S: Silence by No name faces

T: Take It Out On Me by Thousand Foot Krutch

I: idfc by blackbear

D: Daydreaming by Chris Wallace

D: Drive By by Train

I: IDK You Yet by Alexander 23

E: Emerald Eyes by Anson Seabra

S: Scrawny by Wallows

The only mutual i have tagged me in this so…imma just tag people I admire :p

@amjustagirl @mimi-cee-hq @kira-fluff @tooruluv @tsumusamu @vixen-scribbles @omiishii @yandere-berry @jinkicake @taeyamayang @justmywriting1313 @krtnhie @emmyrosee @augustinewrites

[saeyoungchoismaid]

His Angel

Pairing: Mammon x gn!reader Genre: zombie apocalypse au, fluff, angst Warnings: oH bOi. Mention of zombie blood?, shooting the undead, and hm I feel like I’m forgetting something...oh yeah! ✨Character death✨ Summary: Mammon's birthday started out bad, then became one of the best birthdays he’s ever had, before going to the worst one ever Word Count: 4.3k (aka the longest fic I’ve ever done on this account...I think) A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMMON!! Big huge giant thanks to @tooruluv​ for helping me come up with this plot!! A/N at the end. Lmao y’all are going to ✨hate me✨

You look down from your post on the wall to a certain white-haired male that you’ve been staring on and off at the entire time you’ve been on duty. You can’t help it though. He’s been acting strange all day and something just isn’t settling right with you. 

“You might as well go check on him if you’re going to continue to be useless.” You look away from the quiet man to your partner for this shift, a pout coming to your lips. 

“Check on who? I’m not useless,” you defend quickly. Maybe a little too quickly. He snorts a bit, keeping his gaze on the trees surrounding your camp. 

“Yeah, right,” Lucifer responds sarcastically. “Just go before I get annoyed,” he says and lightly shoves at your shoulder. You scoff and go to argue when you realize there’s no point. He is right, after all. 

Not that you would tell him that. 

“I’m going to go get some grub. Want any?” you reply as you start to crawl down the ladder towards the ground. You see him shake his head, not even sparing you a glance. You always wondered what he was like before all of this happened. 

You skip the last two steps and jump onto the ground, your hand resting against the gun in your holster out of habit as you walk towards the fire. “Mind if I sit here?” you ask Mammon, already taking your seat beside him before he can answer. He spares you a glance before looking back to the fire that is starting to slowly die. 

“Go for it, angel.” Ever since that day at the barn when you first met, he always calls you that. 

“You should probably add more wood to that,” you advise, looking away from the crackling fire to his face. The fire made his bronze skin glow with golden hues. Bronze? Is that the right color to describe his perfect skin? How does he even keep it like that? He barely has any dirt or marks on his flawless face. 

“It can go out. I don’t care,” he replies gruffly. That pulls you from your thoughts to focus back on him, and not just his handsome face. 

“Would you like to share what’s got you in such a foul mood? You’ve been really quiet all day,” you say softly. When he doesn’t immediately reply, you decide to add on, “I missed your lame jokes and cheesy pick-up lines. Where’s my Mammon at?” You think for a moment you see a blush but then you realize it’s probably just from him sitting so close to the fire. 

“It’s my birthday today,” he breathes out, sullen eyes still staring the fire down. Your own eyes widen at that. 

“What? Really? Why didn’t you tell anyone?” you ask exasperatedly. You’re surprised that he didn’t go blabbing on about it the past week. He doesn’t seem like the type who wouldn’t want to celebrate. 

“It didn’t seem important. I mean, what with the trying to survive thing and all,” he grumbles out, picking up a stick to poke at the fire. You frown at this, slowly scooching closer to him on the log. 

“Of course it’s important. Things like birthdays should always be celebrated, especially now. They give people hope,” you reply softly, bringing your hand to soothingly rub at his back. He tenses at first before slowly relaxing against your touch. 

“I didn’t think of it like that,” he admits as he finally turns to face you. You smile brightly at him and watch as a small smile comes to his face. “Thanks. I feel better now. I’ve survived almost a whole year of this madness. I should be celebrating,” he agrees with a nod of his head. 

You hum and nod your head right back at him, feeling your own smile grow. “Exactly!” You remove your hand from his back and then look to the fire, a random flashback coming to mind. “Do you remember how we met?” you ask in a quiet voice. You hear him hum and go back to poking at the fire. 

“How could I forget?” he half-jokes, a hushed laugh escaping him. 

Mammon is barely getting air into his lungs with how fast and long he’s been running. Where did the herd even come from? Okay, so maybe, just maybe, he dozed off for a bit but that’s not a crime! He was exhausted! 

It was clearly a mistake though. 

He almost runs into a tree when he hears a scream nearby. He looks to his side and finds that someone has been caught by a faster part of the herd. He debates on what to do, knowing he should just run. His group will be worried about him. 

Just go. Don’t look back. 

And that’s when you decide to make eye contact with him and he knows then that he has to help you. He’d be consumed with guilt if he just ran like a coward and left you to fend for yourself. 

He hashes and slashes through zombies to reach you, cutting one zombie’s arm clean off when it reaches out for you. As soon as he has the ones closest to you down, he grabs your arm and takes off once again. He can tell you’re barely keeping up but he can’t slow down, not with how close the herd is. 

All too soon though, you two are losing stamina and are getting cramps. And almost as if God is real, which Mammon knows by now he’s not, a building appears in the distance. “Just a little further!” he wheezes out, practically dragging you to it. Upon getting closer, he discovers that it’s a barn. 

That’ll work. 

He lets go of your hand and grabs the barn door, quickly sliding it open. “In, in!” he swiftly ushers, sliding the door behind the two of you. You two climb the ladder to the top of the barn after checking out the bottom, confirming that there was no one, dead or alive. The second story of the barn is the same way. 

Once you both find this out, you collapse onto a pile of hay on the second story. You make sure to remain quiet when you hear the grunts and groans of zombies shuffling by the barn. “Wow, we make a great team,” the stranger says softly with a small smile, bringing Mammon’s eyes to you. He stares a little longer than he should but he’s just now noticing how attractive you are. 

Maybe God is real?

“What’s your name?” he whispers. Your eyes move to his, your brow raising a bit. 

“You first,” you reply just as quietly. Ah, so you’re the suspicious type. 

“The name’s Mammon but you can call me your knight in shining armor,” he jokes softly, sending you a wink. He smiles when he sees you snort in response and your body relaxes a bit. Good, you’re not as on edge anymore. Man, he is good. 

“Wow, I didn’t think a sense of humor could live through this,” you reply just as playfully. He chuckles in response and brings his gaze out the second-story window of the barn. 

“Oh, no, no. My humor is my only good trait. Well, that and my sarcasm. And my jokes. And my puns. And my pick-up lines. Oh, and can’t forget my good looks. Also-” he stops when he hears you laugh quietly beside him, his eyes moving back to you. 

And he’s never been happier that he’s still alive than at this moment. 

The setting sun has rays of yellow and red shining into the barn, making your skin glow. You have pieces of hay sticking out of your hair and poking through the holes in your clothes. You have dirt and, what he’s assuming is, zombie blood all over you. 

He’s never seen anyone more beautiful though. 

“I see you’re very humble too,” you tease, bringing him back to reality. What did he say? He can’t remember. 

“Oh, but of course,” he replies, playing along and just adding to the joke since he literally can’t remember what he said. You hum and go up on your elbow, facing him as you stick out a hand to him. 

“(Y/n),” you say softly, your eyes suddenly leaving his to stare off somewhere else. He beams brighter than the setting sun as he gently clasps your hand in his and shakes it.

“Sorry, I think you’re mispronouncing your name,” he replies, feigning concern. 

“What-”

“It’s pronounced ‘angel’,” he explains, smirking as he sends you another wink. You snort and start laughing as you lightly hit his chest. 

“God, could you be any worse?” you joke, laying back on your back once more. You two laugh a little longer and it almost feels like a dream to Mammon. He hasn’t genuinely laughed in months. 

You two talk until early morning, falling asleep mid-conversation. When you both awake in the morning, you’re pressed into Mammon’s chest, his arm draped over your hip, and your legs tangled together. You two get flustered and move away from each other but he decides then to invite you to join his group, to which you agreed. 

Maybe you really are an angel. You might even be his guardian angel. 

“It seems like a lifetime ago,” he whispers, fondly remembering your first encounter. You hum and place your head onto his shoulder. 

“Yeah, yeah it does,” you whisper back. You two fall into a comfortable silence after that, his head eventually falling on top of yours. You two remain like that for a while, long enough for the fire to die, before you slowly pull back. 

“I’ll be right back,” you whisper, noticing that some people were heading to bed. He looks up at you and you could swear at that moment he looked nothing more than a needy kid who just wanted to stay by your side. 

“Okay,” he mumbles, trying not to pout but failing miserably. You flash him a smile before quickly walking away from him and the fire pit. Within minutes, you’re back with a shining smile and something in your hands. 

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Mammon, happy birthday to you,” you sing softly as you retake your seat beside him. His eyes move from yours to the candle in your hands. He then starts cracking up when he sees that the candle is stuck inside a can of ravioli. 

His heart grows a size as he watches you sing to him, his chest feeling warm and fuzzy. “Make a wish,” you whisper when you’re done singing. He stares into your eyes for a moment, incredibly happy that he decided to relight the fire while you were gone. You almost look the way you did in the hay with the setting sun on you. 

But now, you have a glowing candle in a can of ravioli for him with fireflies glowing behind you. The ‘L’ word suddenly pops into his mind but he makes sure to keep his mouth sealed shut. 

He thinks about what he wants to wish for, wanting it to be meaningful instead of something stupid he would normally wish for on his previous birthdays. 

“I wish-”

“No! You can’t say it out loud or it won’t come true!” you quickly interrupt, being a tad bit louder than you needed to be. Your voice draws the attention of the group, their annoyed, agitated, or curious looks diminishing when they see the scene in front of them. He laughs at your words, quickly covering his mouth. 

You’re just so cute. You’ll kill him before any zombies do. 

“Okay, angel, okay,” he relents, bringing his gaze back to the candle. You watch him make his wish, assuming he wishes for there to be a cure or to live for another year to see his next birthday. 

He doesn’t though. 

He wishes for you to live and prosper, to stay alive and see the end of the apocalypse or at least die of old age. He wishes for you to return his feelings so he can finally kiss you and hold you in his arms. He wishes he would’ve met you under different circumstances. Like you bumping into him in a coffee shop and making him spill coffee all over himself, or at school where he works up the nerve to ask you to prom. 

Anything but the nightmare you two live. 

You make this nightmare bearable though. 

He doesn’t know what he’d do if you weren’t by his side and looking out for him. 

He smiles at his wish and then blows at the candle, opening his eyes again when you softly cheer. He watches you take the candle out but before you can hand him the can, the sound of a revving car brings his attention away from you. 

He turns his head to Lucifer on the wall, watching his body grow tense as he raises his gun. He starts firing at whatever, or whoever, it is. The rest of the camp instantly grabs and loads their guns, ready to fight. You two just stand from the log when a car forces its way through the wall, leaving a gaping hole behind. It didn’t take you long to see who is inside of the car. Valerius and his gang. They like to call themselves The Red Beetles. Why? None of you have the slightest idea. It’d pretty dumb in your opinion and you’ve made your point of view very obvious to them. 

“Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in,” your enemy announces, referring to himself. You roll your eyes, your gun still very much pointed at him. Diavolo, as your leader, doesn’t allow you to kill another human being—one that’s alive, that is—unless they attack first. Valerius may have just broken the wall but he has not made a serious threat to your lives yet. 

When you all remain silent and just continue to stare at him, Valerius sighs and rolls his eyes. “Well, you’re no fun. Have it your way.” He didn’t even try stalling or making any more small talk; he just slams on his horn as he reverses out of the hole in the wall he created. 

This is when it dawns on all of you. 

“He’s bringing Rotters here!”

“We have to leave before Biters get in!”

Everyone started shouting while grabbing their go bags, running towards the gates you normally keep locked up tight. 

It didn’t matter though. 

The zombies already have you surrounded and were filtering in through the hole. “Get to the ladder and get on top of the wall!” Diavolo orders. You all clamber to the two ladders you have, one of them being dangerously close to the hole. There’s thirteen of you, so you all knew it’d be faster if some of you went to the ladder closer to the zombies. 

You quickly grab Luke’s hand, starting to drag him towards the horde. “(Y/n)! What are you doing? You’re going to get us killed! I don’t want to die!” Luke shouts at you. He knows better than to struggle to get away, knowing it would waste time and that you have a plan. You didn’t have to look at him to know he’s crying.

He sees you as his parent after all, other than Simeon, of course. He trusts you with his life. 

You shoot at the zombies closest to the ladder, getting them all in the middle of the foreheads. “Climb!” you shout as you shove him towards the ladder. You didn’t mean to be so rough but you don’t have time to be gentle or worry about it. The others who decided to go to this ladder let him go before them, knowing it’d be wrong and selfish to climb the ladder before a kid who barely knows how to shoot. 

The bunch of you at the base keep shooting at the zombies, each of you slowly moving away to climb the ladder. You being you, you let the others go before you. You’ve never been the one to be selfish. How could you be when these people brought you into their group without even knowing you? They’re your family and if need be, you’ll die protecting them. 

“(Y/n)! Come on!” you hear a familiar voice scream, instantly recognizing it as Mammon’s voice. It came from above you, meaning he’s already on top of the wall. You glance over at Diavolo who is still on the ground with you. 

“Go! They need their leader!” you shout at him, starting to back up towards the ladder. He brings his panicked eyes to you and gives you a quick nod before running to the ladder. You cover him from the ground, seeing zombies fall that you didn’t shoot. Good, the guys on the wall are helping out. 

It seemed to be doing nothing though. There are just so many of them and you all only have so many bullets. 

“(Y/n)! He’s halfway up! C’mon already!” Mammon screams. By the volume of his voice, you can tell he’s scared, terrified even. You curse when you run out of bullets, shoving your gun back into your holster. You then run back to the ladder, climbing it faster than you ever have before. 

Fire suddenly comes from your ankles, making you cry out in pain. You look down to see zombies have swarmed around the ladder, their hands reaching up to scratch at your legs. You kick their hands away, bringing your hands up to the next step before hauling yourself up and away from them. 

You pant as you climb, adrenaline making your limb shake. You feel the ladder shake, looking down again to see that they’re all bumping against it, ramming their bodies into it and getting their limbs stuck between the steps with how many of them there are. You quicken your pace, ignoring the ache in your ankles where they scratched you. 

“Hurry up, angel! You’re almost there!” Mammon screeches, holding out a hand to help you up. Your reach for his hand, finding that his hand is shaking just as much as yours. 

His hand is suddenly getting farther and farther away, wind billowing through your clothes. You see his mouth open but you don’t hear anything. Your back makes a loud crack as you land on the hard ground, making a scream rip from your throat. You can’t move as they all start to move away from the bottom of the ladder and towards where you landed, attention all on you now. 

All you hear for a moment is ringing before it clears and you hear Mammon’s voice screaming at the top of his lungs. “No! Stop! Over here! Look! Come this way! Please!” You move your head to see blurry figures shuffling towards you. You blink a couple of times and then bring your eyes to the screaming voices, watching as tears roll down Mammon’s face as he tries to break free from Lucifer’s and Diavolo’s grasp to jump down the wall. Apparently, the zombies took down the other ladder too.

All you can do is smile at him despite your situation. It was only a matter of time before something like this happened to you. You’re just glad it was you and not someone else. 

“I love you,” you try to say but it comes out as a whisper. You think he read your lips though because he’s suddenly collapsing to his knees atop of the wall, his whole body shaking. 

“Please get up! Run!” he shrieks. Your form is blurred by the tears but he’s grateful that he can’t watch clearly as zombies swarm you and start to claw and bite at your flesh. He can, however, hear your agonizing, excruciating screams that rattle his very bones. 

He’ll never be able to forget that sound. 

He’ll never forget the way you looked as you lied there staring up at him. 

He’ll never forget the candle and ravioli. 

He’ll never forget the flirting. The jokes. The puns. The pick-up lines. 

He’ll never forget meeting you, laying next to you in the hay, and watching the sunset together. 

He won’t forget any of it and that’s what hurts the most. 

Mammon screams himself awake, his body covered in a cold sweat and shaking violently. He can barely breathe with how heavy and tight his chest feels, his lungs feeling constricted and squeezed to force their air out. 

He flinches when his lights flick on, his eyes moving to the switch to find you in your pajamas, completely frazzled. “Mammon! What happened? Are you okay?” you ask as you scurry into his room and over to him, quickly pulling him into a hug. He stays limp in your hold for a moment before squeezing you to him and starting to sob. 

You hold him as he cries, your heart aching for the crying man in your arms. You want to know what happened to make him like this but his wellbeing comes first. You soothingly shush him and whisper sweet nothings in his ear, one hand rubbing his back while the other combs through his hair. 

He shakes even when he’s done crying, his eyes feeling heavy from all the crying. “Mammon...do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” you whisper, gently pulling back to look at him. Your heart breaks when you see his red and swollen eyes. He sniffles, or tries to since he’s too stopped up, and then rubs his runny nose with his sleeve. You decide not to point this out, knowing he doesn’t care at the moment. 

“I just had a bad dream, angel. (Y/n). Don’t worry about it,” he mumbles before slowly laying back down. You probably would’ve been flustered at the sound of the pet name, if it didn’t seem to be an accident. “You should go back to sleep. It’s late. I’m sorry I woke you up and worried you,” he mutters, brushing his problems off like they don’t matter. 

You frown as you stand up from his bed, walking towards the door. His eyes start to water again when you actually get up and leave, his whole body feeling heavy and cold. He wipes at his nose again and holds in any sounds when you turn off the lights. 

You leave him in a nightmare and you’re leaving him now. 

He nearly jumps out of his skin when you get onto the other side of his bed, his body dipping when you climb onto his mattress. He can barely see you in the dark but he can see your shadow’s outline. He silently watches you pull the covers back and slide your legs in, laying on your side so you’re facing him. 

“You matter, Mammon. Your troubles are my troubles,” you reassure, slowly reaching your hand out and clasping his hand in yours. He can’t help but smile a bit at your soft and sweet words. That’s just like you to stay with him and make him feel better. He shouldn’t have doubted you. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” you ask again when he doesn’t respond to your previous words. He stays quiet for a minute but you feel his grip tighten on your hand. 

“I, um, don’t want to go into too much detail, but...all of us were in the zombie apocalypse and...you died,” he whispers. You scoot closer to him and bring your free hand to gently cup his face. 

“Hey, it’s okay. Everyone has nightmares. It wasn’t real though. I’m safe, with you, right here,” you reassure softly, scooting closer and closer to him until you’re pressed to his chest. He buries his face into your neck, his body still shaking a bit. 

“I know. It just felt so real, and I-” Your brows furrow when he stops, trying to pull back to look at him but he holds you tightly against him. 

“Mammon?” you call against his chest, your hands rubbing his back and chest. 

“I love you,” he blurts. You both go as still as statues, both of your hearts pounding now. Mammon tries to keep you against his chest but you manage to pull away to stare up at him. 

“What?” you blurt, your brain still trying to process those three words. 

“Ah, sorry. I just, um, didn’t get to tell you in my dream—nightmare. I just...I wanted to be able to tell you before it was too late again,” he says so softly that you would’ve missed it if your faces weren’t inches away from each other. His eyes widen when he sees you smile, his face starting to heat up. 

“Well-” he starts.

He doesn’t even get a chance to take it back, to reassure you that you don’t have to say it back, to come up with a lie as to why he said it or that he didn’t mean it. He couldn’t say anything with the way your lips are passionately pressed against his. 

He lets out a whimper as he returns it, squeezing you tightly as he kisses you like it’ll be the last time he gets to. His tongue is quick to slide against your lips and slip into your mouth, a happy hum escaping him. You two stay like that for a while, sharing a heated kiss until you are forced to pull away to get air into your desperate lungs. 

You two pant for air as you stare into each other’s eyes, there being just enough light in the room to do so. “I love you too, birthday boy,” you say between pants. He grins from ear to ear before crushing you to his chest for a hug. 

“I love you, angel. I’m so in love with you. I love you with everything I am, that I will be,” he rushes out, wanting to get it out before he chickens out and gets too embarrassed. You giggle as you place kisses along his chest and work up his neck to his jaw before finding his lips. 

“Okay. I love you too. No more playing zombie games with Levi before bed though.”

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A/N: Yes I made a The Arcana reference. It’s so funny because I wanted to do an apocalypse au because where I live there have been a lot of forest/field/etc fires so the sky has been yellow and smokey all day every day and then in his birthday event he said that he and Levi played a zombie game and I was like OH MY GOSH WOAH. Lmao I hope you enjoyed and you don’t hate me because ily

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[tooruluv]

thank you bae for the tag!! i actually have two main kins sooo

you're fun to be around/you need people's constant attention

you're energetic and the life of the party! you always suggest fun adventures to go on with your friends. you always need other people to be around you, or else you don't feel like you have anything in your life. you overthink things in the moment and don't get to actually enjoy them.

tagging (feel free to ignore!): @castleoikawa @beaubokuto @paradisebabey @phr0gie @calpichoe @k-ageyamas

new tag game !<3 

show your top kin and your result from this quiz ! 

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you’re fun to be around/you need people’s constant attention

you’re energetic and the life of the party! you always suggest fun adventures to go on with your friends. you always need other people to be around you, or else you don’t feel like you have anything in your life. you overthink things in the moment and don’t get to actually enjoy them.

tagging!: (feel free to ignore ^_^) @tooru-luvs @tojis-wisteria @m3gumiis @sklycan @qui-02 @theatre-miriko @flushphoria @toges-wife @katsuumi @love-amihan @laiiiin @b-beesechurger​ + anyone else who wants 2 !! no rlly pls do this ples

[katsulovee]

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`·. Mutuals Appreciation post! ★°*ﾟ

bun being soft on main hours lol but i wanted to make an appreciation post for all my lovely mutuals because you all always been here for me and i just wanna show you my love and appreciation sobs

long post ahead and in no specific order; these are the people i’ve been talking to lately and would like to appreciate (but i do appreciate all my moots too)

@cutiekawa - first-ever wife <33, i love you so much and im so so glad to have you in my life babe. You were really the first mutual I actually talked to every single day and so so happy I got to meet you. I love talking to you every day and I can't wait for future adventures bub!

@peaxhcringe - listen here, I love you so much. I know we sometimes do be having hard times but you're always there for me and you're my best friend. There's literally so much I can say about you but thank you for taking a chance on me and I'm just forever grateful that I even dmed you on tumblr in the first place. I can't wait for more adventures with you.

@catzula - bye i hate you /j, NO ILY cause you're also in my wife harem and i know we have gotten closer and even though you're supposed to be sleeping you stay up and talk to me (which you should also be sleeping grrr). Our relationship is just amazing because we hate but love each other and you're always there for me AND YOU ALSO HAVE GREAT TASTE MWAH.

@snoozless - ELLE, you are just so so so amazing, ilysm and you're always there to listen to my vents and rants and you always want to help me. You show me so much love and support and I'm just so so glad i met you and I always love listening to your little rants and when you go on about things that make you happy, you're literally the definition of perfection and serotonin ilyyyy.

@eraser-baby - MY OTHER WIFEY, sara I LOVE YOU. I know we just started talking on this account even though I followed you on my old one BUT YOU'RE SO PRECIOUS. You're always there for me when I be having bad days and you always bring my askbox so much serotonin with your lovely memes. I AM SO GLAD WE ARE GETTING ALONG SO WELL cause i was lowkey afraid of you but to realize you're so lovely and sweet and wonderful.

@noya-sleftankle - MY WIFEYYYYYYY. You're my second wifey of course and I love you so much. Thank you for taking a chance on me when we first met and you are loved soooo much. I love our little check in we do with each other and the random convos in between. YOURE WRITING IS AMAZING AND ILYYYY.

@sugawaaras-deactivated20210426 - yeah babe i know you're deactivated but i can't leave you out. YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU and you're always there for me through the good times and bad and i just mwah i love you and I'm so glad we are such good friends <333

@kohi-zeri - hey you're so sexc hahaha, no kohi you're literally so nice and so calm and i just love talking to you on the server. You are like always there to also listen to my little vents and there to calm the chaos that happens with in the server. You are just so nice to know and you are also so lovely to hang around with and kohi stop being so perfect ily

@tetsulatte - ellie the baddie uwu. HEY ELLIE, I know we didn't talk for a long period of time but I love your presence you have. You radiate such warm energy and you bring so much joy and happiness with you. I know thing's may have been rough but I'm so proud of you for pushing through and I'm manifesting that testytube comes back and finds you <3

@milktyama - RINNIE!!! naurr rinnie ilysm and somehow you always know what I'm thinking which is like omg. You're like a little sister to me and I just love love being your friend. You bring so much positivity and I am just grateful that I meet you babe.

@sugas-sweetheart - ppsps sofia ilysm, thank you for listening to my random dms and ideas. We've been moots for so long and i feel like we have such a strong bond and i love talking to you and interacting with your posts and things hehe, ilysm baby <33

@deaf-bakugou-katsuki - my catboy, fine I'm gonna say it again, i love you catboy. I KNOW LIKE WHEN WE FIRST STARTED TALKING IT WAS SO AWKWARD but now you're like one of my other besties and my catboy of course. I love talking to you and spamming your askbox with nonsense everyday. stay forever wonderful (and i know you simp for me dummy just admit it)

@tooruluv - MYA!!! god i still remember the first time i followed you and i cant believe you, an amazing writer and person overall, consider me as a friend. I ABSOLUTELY ADORE YOU and you're so amazing and you're just such a wonderful person to talk to and you're really supportive.

@tsumue - RUNA HI, i know we don't really talk a lot a lot but whenever we do you're so sweet and kind. You care about my well being so much and it makes me love you even more, you are just so amazing and i hope we get to talk more soon!!

@u-make-my-heart-tsumtsum - REE YOU ARE SO SWEET TO ME, i remember like the first time we met was off an network and even though we both aren't in it anymore i enjoy seeing you on my dash and i love love love talking to you. You're always so sweet and gentle with me, thank you so much baby

that's all for right now loves, i was going to do all my moots but then we would be here for forever, I love all of you so much and you all have a special place in my heart <33

[tooruluv]

exes confront each other • kozume kenma

[ how did you meet? ]

you: 

kenma:

you: i think it was a couple weeks into freshman year of college?

kenma: i think so, yeah. 

you:

kenma:

you: 

kenma: i’ve missed you. you look good.

you: thanks. i’ve missed you too.

kenma:

you: your hair is longer. you’ve grown out the blonde.

kenma: yeah, yeah. i was thinking of cutting it, but i like how easy it is to pull back.

you: it looks good.

kenma:

you:

kenma: thanks. 

••

you: sorry, back to the question.

kenma: right. um, class. it was one of the gen classes we have to take.

you: i think it was some sort of math?

kenma: you were one of the only people writing their notes instead of typing them.

you:

kenma:

you: and you were playing games instead of paying attention.

kenma: [chuckles] yeah. 

you: 

kenma:

you: eventually, you started to turn your screen so i could watch.

kenma: i remember that! i would feel your eyes so i figured...

you: it was definitely motivation to go to class.

kenma:

you: well, what? i had to see you beat the game at that point.

kenma: 

you:

kenma: and you did.

you:

kenma:

you: and i did.

[ why did you break up? ]

you:

kenma:

you:

kenma:

you: i still think i made the right choice.

kenma: 

you:

kenma: i think you did, too.

••

you: i broke up with him. when he started to get big online, streaming or whatever, i thought it was better to... end it before it got too serious.

kenma: “too serious”...

you:

kenma:

you: you said...

kenma: i know what i said.

••

kenma: my focus drifted away from us, too, so i can’t blame you for breaking up with me.

you:

kenma: i...

you: kenma...

kenma: 

you:

••

you: you know that it was hard for me to do, right?

kenma: 

you:

kenma: i know, i know. you just made it look easy.

you: it wasn’t. i had to try really hard to get over you.

kenma:

you: 

kenma: me too.

[ what did you love most about each other? ]

you:

kenma: i loved how you always drank energy drinks.

you: oh my god.

kenma: what? you would argue with me about how water was bland! it was so funny to see you pop up anywhere we went with an energy drink.

you:

kenma: it was endearing.

you: 

••

you: i loved cuddling with you. it might be cliché, but i did.

kenma:

you: you always let me play with your hair. it was so soothing. even if we were just laying around, you would let me put little braids in it. 

kenma:

you: i loved that you trusted me that much, and that you were that comfortable with me.

kenma:

you:

kenma: see, now i want to change my answer.

••

kenma: i loved that you would watch me play games. 

you:

kenma:

you: what?

kenma: you would just sit with me for hours, watching me play and cheering me on. i loved that about you. you never complained once.

you:

kenma:

you: well, you were good at them. it’s fun to watch people be good at the things they do.

kenma: 

you:

[ what did you hate most about each other? ]

you:

kenma:

you: i don’t like this question.

kenma: i don’t, either.

••

you: you go first.

kenma: i went first last time, you go.

you: 

kenma:

you: okay.

••

you: i think i would say that... you got distracted easily.

kenma:

you: it was hard to feel important or needed when you would fall into your screen.

kenma: 

you:

kenma: i always knew you were there, though. i never...meant to make it seem like you were invisible.

you: i know. but you did. 

kenma:

••

kenma: i guess... i hated how easy it was for you to go.

you: i told you, it wasn’t...

kenma: but it was, though.

you:

kenma: you didn’t want to be a part of my online popularity. and i get that, i always have. but you could’ve stayed. i could’ve hid you from the viewers, could’ve just told them i had a partner without posting anything about you, could’ve had both...

you: but you know that i didn’t want that.

kenma:

you: i would’ve been miserable that way. to be yours but never be yours in front of those who matter so much to you.

kenma:

you:

kenma: i know.

[ do you think you could try again? ]

you: i don’t know.

kenma: 

you:

kenma: me neither.

••

you:

kenma:

you:

kenma: i was in love with you.

you:

kenma:

you: what?

kenma: i loved you. still do, i think.

you:

kenma: 

you: can i have a minute?

••

you:

kenma: i’m sorry. for not telling you before and for telling you now.

you:

kenma:

you: i loved you, too.

kenma:

you:

kenma: you did?

you: i did. 

kenma: and...

you:

kenma: do you still?

you: i think i always will.

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[rintaroll]

You dont have to answer this publicly, but was just wondering if your truth or drink post was inspired by someone else? Don’t mean to be rude but saw sth similar done by tooruluv who credited the idea back to by-moonflower and your post basically had the same concept

oh no i didnt know that 😭 ive never seen it before on tumblr and the one i wrote was completely inspired by this video of cut's truth or drink exes edition because i saw it on my insta explore page last week... then i binge watched the whole exes edition which is why the questions they asked each other were exactly the same as in the videos. um ill try to talk to them about it soon after i finish my shoot! thank you for telling me anon 🤍🤍

[chunhua-s]

TODAY’S PROGRESS: BRAINSTORMING AND IDEA DISCUSSIONS

i’ll add a read more so this doesn’t take up space on your dash

so i didn’t write anything new buuuuuuuut

i got to talk to my friends and bounce some ideas back and forth between them

i kinda felt stuck on how to proceed and they helped me by allowing me to talk with them about the story so far and give me lots of helpful advice and ideas

talking with them really helped to solidify everything in my head and honestly im so incredibly grateful that i could have talked with them about it. they helped to pick my mood up after today and even though i didn’t end up writing like i planned to, i have a better idea of what i want to do with the chapter now

so, to my darling wives @aiiishiiiteru and @bootylikepeachy thank you guys for brainstorming with me today and letting me rant!!! really, you guys have helped me so much by just listening and telling me your thoughts and ideas 🥺 i love y’all so much, you’re literal angels

aside from story ideas, i have made the executive decision to ✨aggressively✨ stan kageyama tobio :D as of tonight i’ll join runa in borderline simping for one of her faves while still pushing the “fuck kageyama” agenda because honestly, I still can’t let that go

eye— ITS THE WAY I PRESSED SAVE ON THE POST JUST NOW AND TUMBLR REALLY SAID “yeah, no✨” and deleted everything i added.....

tumblr can you work pls? ah haa haa

with that being said, i made my big debut in loving kageyama with an angst multi-fic that was recommended to me! it’s called “hate the sin love the sinner” by tooruluv and it’s a really good read! i felt so much going through each chapter and i honestly loved that 💕 like damn, that hurt me bad but i like being able to feel so strongly when i read if that makes sense? it was recommended to me today and I ended up finishing it not too long ago before I started writing this post

so if anyone wants to check it out sometime, i definitely recommend it! and thank you to the anon who recommended it to me 💕✨

uhhhhhhh did i study chinese today? yes, for like..... 20 minutes

buuuuuuuut i did end up fully learning (or at least 3/4 of the way) 5 or so vocab words that i was struggling with before! so yeah that’s progress right?

i hope everyone’s had a good day today, or if your day’s just starting, i wish you all the best! and if your day didn’t go how you wanted it to, that’s fine 💕 i really hope that you’ll have a better day coming! if it can help, i’m sending positive vibes and love your way so that you’ll be able to smile a little bit!

play your favourite song or listen to something new! if you have the chance, make sure to rest up between everything and take sometime for yourself. even if it’s just to close your eyes and breathe for a little bit to shut out everything around you — anything that can make you feel more at ease when you feel stressed out

i love you all! 💕✨

[ao3feed-haikyuu]

broken

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Wk9Alp

by kkookies

“broken, as you clutch the sleeve of my jacket and beg me not to leave” & “in a way i can’t return”

falling in love with tetsurou kuroo was probably the worst thing about remembering high school.

( originally posted on my tumblr @ tooruluv )

Words: 1614, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Haikyuu!!

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Kuroo Tetsurou, Kozume Kenma, Bokuto Koutarou

Relationships: Kuroo Tetsurou/Reader

Additional Tags: Angst, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Cheating, just hurt tbh, really not the best

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Wk9Alp

[tooruluv]

i wanted to do this !! :D

a little backstory !! my quirk would be super speed but my major ability would be dual swords <3 imagine being ran up on without warning and sliced in half after a little joke ;)

I got bored and made my hero costume with this picrew. There’s things like horns and wings on there so use it however ya want!!

This is just a little backstory but basically I’d want to have the quirk shadow manipulation. The swords are just an extra precaution and they look bad@$$ so

[tooruluv]

Tooru Oikawa x F!Reader ( part 2 )

❝ it would be a crack in a cup, always leaking and never holding ❞

description: you hate tooru oikawa, with good reason. the world is against you, it seems, because after a night of hate-fucking the man… you find out that he’s your new roommate. but, soon, the two of you strike a deal. you would get your crush, daichi, and he would get the apartment after the semester was over.

genre: angst, smut, college roommate au, enemies to lovers

word count: 3.1k

warnings/notes: a rewritten/edited version !! mentions of death/killing (you wanna kill oiks), mentions of sexual content, but other than that this is just a chapter that leads into the set up for the whole story <3

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“ better make it fast before i change my mind “ - cold cold cold, cage the elephant

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The landlord never picked up any calls. You must’ve sent hundreds of texts and called double that, Oikawa doing the same. Endless messages, emails, letters. 

There was never an answer.

Not a reply. Not even a “seen”. Not an “this address no longer exists”.

Nothing.

The two of you sighed, surrounded by the boxes that littered the apartment. You were seething, exhausted, and hungry. This was fucking ridiculous.

The world was laughing at you.

“I say we just deal with it.” Tooru Oikawa said.

It was nearing the next morning and you hadn’t given up with contacting the landlord. He just sat at the circle table that came with the place, shrugging and nonchalant. 

You sighed, putting your phone on the floor beside you. “What?”

“I say that we just… deal with it.” He shrugged again. “It’ll only be for a semester, then you can find a different place and I can keep this one.”

“Why do you get to keep this apartment while I have to search for a new one?” You looked up at him from your position on the floor. The insinuation that you had to move out almost made you choke him out then and there.

“Because I make the school more money.” Right. You almost forgot how much of an asshole he was. “Being on the volleyball team and all.”

“I got here first.”

“Tsk.” Oikawa rolled his eyes. Like a child. “Fine. We’ll both look for places to go. Then we can both move out. Happy?”

You sent him the fakest smile you could muster. “Not even a little bit.”

The rest of the night consisted of you unpacking your bedroom. Both of the bedrooms were the same size, so you didn’t have to hear him complain about the room you picked. In fact, you didn’t hear much from him for the rest of the night. Which you were very happy about, thrilled even. 

You felt better once you had unpacked all of your knickknacks and things, you started to feel a lot better. It felt more of a comfortable space. As long as you didn’t leave the safety of the bedroom.

With your room almost fully unpacked, you felt your stomach growl. A smell wafted through the air, perking your senses. Confusion masked your features as you sniffed again, smelling the wonderful, delicious, gorgeous smell that aired through the apartment.

Opening your bedroom door, you watched as Oikawa paid the delivery man. You heard your stomach growl again.

“You bought pizza?” You asked from behind your newly appointed roommate.

“For me.” Oikawa sent you a fake smile. “If you’re hungry, order your own.”

Rolling your eyes, you huffed. “You’re a dick. It’s the asscrack of dawn, who’s open?”

“The 24/7 pizza place.”

You wanted to rip his tongue out.

“Or are you hungry for something else?” He wiggled his brows at you. You really wanted to rip his tongue out.

“I think I’ll starve.” You turned around and closed the bedroom door, locking it behind you.

You fell asleep thinking about how you could possibly be this unlucky.

“There’s no way!” Hanamaki laughed through your screen. You had facetimed him as soon as you heard Oikawa leave for practice the next morning, ranting and raving about everything that happened in the last day. He immediately laughed. “You’re lying!”

“I wish I was.” You sighed, plopping down on the couch with your laptop. “He even ordered pizza last night just for himself to piss me off.”

“And you’re telling me that you dry humped his leg yesterday?”

“Oh my god, don’t say that out loud!!” You looked around your empty apartment as if someone could hear. It was embarrassing enough as it was. “Is Matsun with you?”

“Of course.” followed by a faint “Hi!” in the background.

“This is terrible. Awful. Absolutely horrendous.” You sighed. “And I’ve been searching for new places or places opening up next semester near campus and I can’t find anything at all.”

A distant shout from his end. “I’m so sorry, but I might have to text you instead of facetime. Family is coming for our goodbyes and they’re finally leaving us.”

“Oh, that’s good.” You smiled. “Then you two will be safely in your own place.”

“It sucks that you somehow ended in this position.” Hanamaki sent you a look. “But I promise you, he isn’t as bad as he seems. He just acts like that to get under your skin. And who knows! Maybe he’s different now that he’s out of high school.”

“Doubtful.”

“You’ll get through it!” Matsukawa interrupted, appearing next to his best friend. “I’ll talk to Iwa and see what shit Oikawa has talked about you.”

“Ah, you’re the best friend ever.”

“I try to be.”

“Okay, go.” You told them. “Text me!”

“Of course.” Hanamaki sent you a smile. “Oh! Before I forget! Do you know who else is going to your school?”

“Please dear god, who else?”

“I heard Karasuno’s ex captain is going there.”

Your heart sank. Your high school crush, Daichi Sawamura, went to your university? No way. There was no way in hell. 

“Don’t play with me, Maki.” You warned.

“I wouldn’t dare.” He winked. “Heard he’s a criminal justice major or something.”

“I’m seriously jumping off of a bridge.”

The both of them started laughing, saying their goodbyes as if they didn’t throw a huge knot in front of you.

The first time you had met Daichi Sawamura was at a Karasuno vs Seijoh game in high school. You were supporting your team, a couple of your friends with you in the stands. Volleyball was a huge accomplishment for the school, so it wasn’t uncommon for most of you to end up at the games or go to tournaments.

The second your eyes locked onto Karasuno’s captain, you knew you were in trouble. It was unreal how you instantly felt the world freeze as if he were the only person alive.

You didn’t know what it was about him, honestly. He was incredibly handsome for sure. But you think that it was the way he controlled his team with little force, simply speaking and them immediately following. The encouragement despite being down. The smile that never left his face, even though he reeked of determination.

You found yourself crushing the instant they called the starting line up, announcing his name and title.

“You’re not even watching our team.” Your friend nudged your side when she caught your stare. “I know you hate Oikawa, but your two best friends are rocking it.”

“I know.” You apologized. “It’s just” You paused, not taking your eyes off of the other team’s leader. “… look at Karasuno’s captain.”

“He is kind of cute, isn’t he?” She looked at him too. “You should go up to him after the game.”

You spluttered. “Why… why would I ever do that? Especially if they’re going to lose.”

“Hey, you guys did really well today no matter the score!” She mimicked your voice. “Especially you, Daichi~”

“I hope you get hit with a fly ball.” You rolled your eyes at her teasing, yet you were smiling. 

But, you did what she said.

After a pretty good game, Karasuno ended up losing. Most of them were visibly pessimistic, upset, angry. As you would be, too, if Oikawa’s bitch ass was the one to beat you.

As your team celebrated, you headed down the stairs and caught the Karasuno captain by himself. He was picking up some left over garbage by the chairs and grabbing his jacket when you appeared in front of him.

“Hi. I wanted to say good job today.” You said as he lifted his head to meet your eyes. He definitely wasn’t expecting anyone from Seijoh to congratulate him. “You guys did really well, especially considering the young team you have. You did really well yourself.”

“Oh, thank you.” He sent you an award-winning smile and you nearly melted. “Congratulations to your team, we really tried to put up a fight.”

“And you did.”

He laughed, still smiling. It made you smile, too. Over his shoulder, you met Hanamaki’s eyes. At first he was motioning, “what the hell are you doing???” But as soon as you gave him a glance and looked back at Daichi, he gave you a smirk.

“I should probably get back to my team, lift them up a bit.” Daichi told you, bowing a little. “Thank you for your congratulations.”

“Oh! Of course.” You bowed back, only really with your head. “Do you have an instagram or something?”

Why would you ever ask that? Now he knew…

“Yeah, yeah.” He told you his username casually. “If you’re ever around Karasuno, we can get some lunch or something!”

Your eyes widened. “Oh, perfect! Yes. Definitely.”

He waved goodbye, heading to the visitors locker room, and you felt yourself relax. Like you had been posing for too long and you needed to take a breath. He was far too handsome to stand too for a prolonged time. And too kind to be that handsome.

“Are you done flirting so I can invite you to our celebratory dinner?” Hanamaki asked as you headed to that side of the net.

“Oh my god, shut the fuck up.”

You did end up getting lunch with Daichi. But it never really went more than that.

You followed each other on nearly every social media, and had some casual conversations about random things. Sent memes on occasion and liked each other’s posts. But your crush remained inside of you, and you were pretty sure that Daichi just figured that you were being a friend.

You weren’t going to ruin that.

So, you maintained your silly, stupid crush to yourself. And he never seemed to notice said crush in those fleeting moments that the two of you would talk.

You hoped that you wouldn’t see him on campus. Or, at least, not talk to him in person. You hadn’t spoken to him in a while, so maybe he wouldn’t initiate conversation if you happen to run into each other. 

Hopefully.

Because of all the people on campus, he would be the one you wanted to cum on in the middle of a club.

You were going to kill Tooru Oikawa in his sleep. You were going to murder him in cold blood and then grind him into bits so no one could find his body.

Because, as you tried to sleep that night, all you heard was banging from his connected bedroom wall.

There was no way in hell that he brought a girl to his apartment. There was no way that he had knocked over every thing possible on the way to the room. And there was no way he was fucking her that loudly with you on the other side of the wall.

Absolutely not.

This was your villain origin story, you seethed.

He hadn’t been home all day. You assumed that he had practice and then decided to meet up with some friends or whatever he did. And as it became dark, you got ready for bed in peace in the empty apartment.

It wasn’t until you were lying down that you heard the door open and close, followed by little mumbles and giggles and the knocking over of something, followed very quickly by his bedroom door being slammed and bed creaking and girl moaning.

“Oikawa~ Fuck! You’re so big!”

Yup. You were going to commit several accounts of homicide.

You put in headphones and some rainforest sounds, hoping to drown out the noise. Instead, your body seemed to hyper-fixate on the noise outside of them, because the poor girl’s moans got louder.

You made a mental note to move your bed to the opposite wall in the morning. And another one to have Oikawa’s body in a bag.

“Tooru, we need to put some rules in order.” You told him as soon as he emerged from his bedroom the next morning.

You had already been up, unable to sleep. You even heard the girl leave before the sun creeped over the horizon. You were cooking yourself breakfast when Oikawa came out, shirtless and messy and gross.

“Rules?” He asked, stealing one of your pieces of toast.

“Yes, rules.” You snatched your piece of toast back despite a bite of it being in his mouth. “Number one. No fucking while the other is in the apartment.”

To his credit, he seemed surprised only for a second. “I didn’t think you were here.”

“It’s my apartment and it was past one in the morning. Where else would I have been?”

“Good point.” Oikawa sat across from you. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“Did I… What?”

“Enjoy the show? Did she make you fantasize about anything?”

“Oh, I fantasize about a lot of things.” You smiled at him. His eyes perked up. “One of which is killing you.”

He only smirked, taking the piece of toast again. “How’s this for rule number two? Telling each other when we’re in the apartment. That way we know if we can bring someone up here. Or, I bring someone here.”

“Text each other a house emoji if we’re here, an x if we leave.”

“Easy enough. Hand me your phone.”

With a quick exchange of numbers, you snatched your toast back. You might as well have given it to him, but you were petty. “And rule three. No eating each other’s food. You established that one on your first day here.”

“And can I add a rule number four?”

“What is it?”

“No falling in love with me. I know it’ll be hard to resist.” He motioned to his shirtless body.

You laughed. Like, actually laughed in his face. “And that goes for you too, you arrogant ass. No falling in love with me, either.”

“As if that’s even possible.”

“Don’t you have a practice to get to?”

“I do.” Oikawa patted your head in the most demeaning manner he could possibly do it. You closed your eyes to try and focus on positive energy and not the thoughts asking you to punch him in his pretty face. “But I feel it will be a bit harder for you, since you’ve already cum on my thigh all by yourself.”

You sent him a deadly glare, letting anger take over embarrassment. He sent you a fake smile, a false puppy dog eye.

“One day, your head will be on a stick.”

“And one day, your head will be on my stick.”

You jumped up to finally smack the shit out of him, but he was already grabbing his practice bag, slipping on his shoes, and out the door.

You were walking home with Liv when you got a text from Oikawa: a house emoji. At least he was following the rules. But the house emoji meant more than just “I am home”. It meant he had a girl over.

“Why’d we stop?” Liv asked, nearly running into your back as you stopped walking.

“Let’s go eat!” You suggested. There was no way you wanted them to know you live with the devil himself, they’ve heard enough stories as it was.

She didn’t question anything. “Absolutely. Classes start tomorrow, anyway. Might as well take a day off and treat ourselves.”

Liv, who was aforementioned, was a friend you met online. She was from America and a year older, yet still spoke informally and didn’t care for much. She scared you a little bit, despite being shorter as she walked beside you.

If she found out that you rode your enemy turned roommate’s thigh, she would tear you to pieces. She knew of your hate for the boy. She didn’t know of the underlying lust that randomly appeared in your tipsiness. 

Hanamaki sent you a video of an apartment tour, completely decorated and lived in. You smiled, showing it to Liv as the two of you sat in a diner. 

“They really made that place a home.” Liv commented.

You couldn’t help the feeling in your stomach. Your first apartment as an adult doing Adult Things... it would never be a home. 

That night, Oikawa had another girl over.

You texted him a photo of a house, though he never sent you an “x” to show his exit. You figured that he was in his room when he didn’t reply to your announcement of “I’m home!”

As soon as you walked through the door, you heard the moaning. The knock of his headboard against the wall. The smell of sex was in the air. 

You sighed, thinking about just going straight back out of the door. But it was already pretty late, and you had an early morning class in the morning.

There would be hell on earth before you would allow Tooru Oikawa the pleasure of seeing you uncomfortable in your own apartment.

You sighed as you entered your room. Maybe he really didn’t hear you come in?

Laying in your bed (which now laid against the other wall, near the window), you found out how thin the walls truly were. He was very much railing her into the next week as her moans echoed through your own bedroom.

You were pissed.

It had been hours since he sent the house emoji. Hours. 

So pissed, in fact, that you got up and knocked on the bedroom wall. The one he was definitely right next too, according to the sounds.

Your knocks did absolutely nothing. You were pretty sure they got louder.

“Oikawa~” and “Oh~ Fuck me!”

You looked out of your window and wondered if the jump would kill you.

“You like that, princess, don’t you?” Oikawa’s voice grunted.

Princess. Now that went directly to your legs. It was the same nickname that he had used towards you as you writhed against his thigh.

You felt your hands drift to between your thighs, but stopped yourself. What the fuck was happening? Why would you…

Rolling your eyes, you laid back.

Living with Tooru Oikawa would be harder than you thought.

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Katsuki Bakugou x F!Reader ( part 1 )

❝ ...and then there’s you. ❞

description: you and bakugou have hated each other since childhood. through the constant bickering, fighting, and actual fist fights... you had no idea that you had been writing to him.

genre: angst, soulmate au where you have a notebook that you can write to your soulmate in

word count: 3.8k

warnings/notes: strong language, lots of angst, aged up characters, bakugou being bakugou, reader has an air manipulation quirk created as part 1 of 3 for my winner of my tooruluv2kparty contest @katsulovee​ <33

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“ ‘cause when the sun goes down, someone’s talking back ” - talking to the moon, bruno mars

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The storm only escalated, casting the sky in deep blues and greys. Loud rain clattered against the roof of your apartment building, the ceiling of your top floor apartment being the only thing that separated you from the pour. 

The rain may be cold, but you were on fire.

You had been livid all day, positively outraged by the man who seemed to always be in your way. He was the most arrogant, most opinionated, and most… loud-mouthed person you ever met. You were screaming from the inside out, burning with rage.

Groaning, you sprawled out on your bed.

Katsuki Bakugou was the biggest fucking issue on the planet. His absurd need to be the best at everything he did, his cold demeanor and venom that spews from his mouth -- you wanted nothing more than to punch him directly in the throat. 

With a deep breath, you flipped open your Soulmate Journal. 

The world was such a strange place, full of quirks and criminals and heroes and villains. To add on top of that, when you turn thirteen a journal just… appears. And whoever is your soulmate can read everything you write. Once they read it, they can reply or talk to you that way and the ink disappears. There are plenty of rules that go along with it, like if you turn thirteen before your soulmate does, the ink is red until they receive their own journal. Or how the journal itself is indestructible. Or the biggest rule: you cannot write any given name. 

When you’re thirteen, your life is full of hope and wishful thinking. Almost everyone at that age is excited to start writing to their Person, the one who they were supposed to be created to be with. You were surprised when you opened yours to find nothing written.

You assumed that you were a bit older than your soulmate, but that was quickly shut down as you wrote in black ink. Your soulmate hadn’t written anything. 

It took two months for him to write back. Two months of your excessive writing and nearly diary-like entries. Two months of you wondering if they would ever write back. Until he did.

Today sucked.

That was all you wrote, your past two months of writing still ever present and glaring at you with smudges and hinted annoyance. The ink started to fade like Harry talking to Tom Riddle, reappearing with new handwriting.

It was scrawled across the page with terrible handwriting, very much one of a middle school boy. 

Life sucks. Deal with it.

You were now twenty two, an adult and that once hope and love has turned into pessimism and indifference. And life still sucked. 

You were pretty famous, your air manipulation quirk one that catches a lot of attention. That, alongside your rivalry with the second most famous hero Bakugou, brought an abundance of recognition. Bakugou completely steals your thunder every chance he has, stealing your light and victories. 

You hated him. With the utmost disrespect, you hated him. Since your days in the hero academy, the two of you were at each other’s throats. He would even stop in the middle of antagonizing Deku to make some horrendous comment towards you instead. 

You ended up scribbling along the Soulmate Pages, heated rage boiling with each word.

Hey Honey! I need to vent if that’s okay.

Of course.

You would not believe the shit I have to endure in real life. I wish I could describe the hatred I have for this man I work with, he’s a real piece of shit. Anyway, how was your day?

My day was about the same as yours, living with the idiots of real life. If we could write names I would because there’s this bitch I work with that I fucking hate.

Maybe we need new jobs (insert laughing face even though I’m livid right now)

Yeah. Maybe. But we’ll get through it.

It took years for your soulmate to warm up to you. The first interactions were hesitant, slow, and barely considered conversations. But now you can discuss your day as if you were texting a friend, talk about your likes and dislikes. 

He was your soulmate after all.

You learned that he was a boy and an only kid, he had a strong quirk, and that he liked ramen. He was a rule follower and his handwriting always used proper punctuation. You told him all about your life and how you wanted to travel away from everything.

You wanted to know who he was, more than anything. 

You wished you could tell him your name and quirk, where you lived and who you were. You wished he could do the same. 

You’ve tried, of course, to write out your name and location. But the second the words were written onto the page, they turned into a random assortment of letters. Gibberish. Never to be written, never to be known.

“Dude, fucking relax!” You rubbed your temple at your desk, voice spitting venom against Bakugou’s loud vocals. “Not everything is about you, just sit down and wait to be sent on a mission.”

“What did you say to me?”

Katsuki Bakugou had been going on and on about how Deku got assigned to a mission in upper Japan, sent to work with a separate force for a bit to expand his horizon. He was outraged, yelling and standing tall and broad to pretend to be bigger than he was. 

You were doing paperwork, trying to concentrate despite his yelling and complaining and bitching. You were hovering above your seat with your legs crossed, papers scattered (it was a habit of yours, to just kind of hover a couple of inches off the surface of things; air manipulation and all that). 

“I said,” You turned to look into his ablaze eyes. “Sit down and wait. Not everything is about you.”

You only threw fuel into his fire, you could hear the sparking between his fingers. You turned back to your paperwork. 

“You don’t get to tell me what to do, you’re not even in the top five heroes.” Bakugou barked in your direction. You could feel his heat as he approached your desk. “You can sit and do your own paperwork all you want! I need to be put on serious cases, just like stupid Deku is always placed on.”

“You can argue with me all you want.” You moved to continue your work, pretending to be unbothered. You could feel the anger boil in your chest. “But you still are and will always be measly little number two. Now shut the fuck up, you’re interrupting those who are actually working.”

He was going to hit you, you knew he was. You two ended up fist fighting all the time, oxygen and explosions ending in destruction. Before he could, your boss walked in with a bellowing, “Bakugou! Get over here, I have something for your loud ass!”

You decided to give him a bored middle finger as he walked away.

They say that words are the way of life. You could say an infinite amount of words and sentences in your lifespan, you could say a word and only ever say it one time. Each assortment of words are different each time, something new every day. 

You figured that’s why you hated the soulmate thing. 

Finding your soulmate should be one of chance, of pure coincidence and meeting of strangers. With the journal, you are starting something you only hope to find. You could go your whole life without finding your soulmate.

And that is terrifying.

There are horror stories of writing to an endless notebook, sad movies created where the lettering turns back to red before they’ve found each other. You wanted nothing more than to meet and just… be with the man you’ve been writing to since you were thirteen.

It seemed to be some sick joke, a tease in the palm of your hands.

When you were young, you attended UA High. It was meant to be the best school for heroes, grooming them into the best of the best. Both of your parents had been heroes themselves, your mom with a cloud quirk and your dad with wings. You took after a bit of both, no wings and no clouds but could create air currents and manipulate the air surrounding you within a certain radius. It has something to do with your breath and lungs, but you never looked too much into the actual DNA aspect. 

When you arrived in the hero program, you passed the tests with ease. You tried to focus mainly on yourself and gaining your own points, alongside a couple of students with the same idea. 

You were pissed when you were placed in 1-B instead of 1-A. It was the start of your rivalry with the explosion boy. 

Luckily, you quickly gained friends. You actually seemed to have a soft spot for Hitoshi Shinsou, and you and Itsuka Kendou seemed to be the only two with brains (this led to many conversations resulting in shit talking and giggling). So in the end, you weren’t too upset to be placed in the second best class. 

And you did get to fight with Bakugou a lot more without punishment, your professor wanting to be number one as much as anyone else. 

One particular day that you remember to this day, one that really labeled your hatred for Bakuogu, was just a normal day at first. You were finished with your normal morning classes and just beginning the hero portion of the day, the training and fighting. 

Your class was working with Class 1-A for the day, teaming up with one of their students and seeing how your quirks would act both against and with each other.

You were, of course, teamed with Bakugou.

The fucker was already set in his ways, loud and in need of attention at all times. You were well aware of his… loud personality… at that point, being beside Shinsou when he called your class “extras”. He was already someone you wanted nothing to do with. 

“Good luck.” Kendou muttered to you when your names were announced as partners. “See ya.”

The second you headed to him, you could feel his apprehension. He wanted nothing to do with you. And you wanted nothing to do with him. In fact, you were hoping for Uraraka as your partner, wanting to see how your air manipulation would work with her gravity. 

Apparently the professors wanted to see the oxygen working with the burst of flames. Which, honestly, is cool yes — but it was the person behind the explosions that you did not want to be a part of.

Bakugou was not one to mumble under his breath. 

“Why am I paired with you?” He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms across his chest. “I could at least be with someone interesting like Mind Control over there.”

You already wanted to punch him. “You’ve obviously never seen my quirk.”

“Clearly it hasn’t been interesting enough to be worth my attention.”

“Say that again when I remove the oxygen straight from your lungs.” You threatened, knowing damn well you didn’t know how to do that yet. “Let’s just get this over with.”

He let out a long exhale, moving into position. You were already flying by the time he let off his first explosion.

His utter disrespect for you and your quirk not only irritated you, but only was the start of a long term competition on Who Can Be Better Than Who that lasted the rest of your time at UA.

Through the constant loud arguments, the yelling in the cafeteria and the comments just loud enough for the other to hear, the fist fights and the swearing that was reserved only for each other, you found comfort in talking to your soulmate. It was relaxing after a long day of pure annoyance and shit talking to finally just get to have normal conversations with someone you enjoy. 

Are we allowed to ask about school in this thing?

I don’t think so.

I’m sighing. Pretend that you could hear my sigh.

Wow, that was a loud sigh.

YOU’RE FUNNY! Anyway, I really want to know if we go to school together :(((

I don’t even think we can talk about JRTPD or BO::SOMD. See, they turn into gibberish.

 I mean… we can say school. So we can ask ABOUT school just not… specific schools. 

That’s true. I go to a special school and am the best in my class. You’re getting lucky by having me as a soulmate.

Well I would only hope so. Need a smart soulmate for fun facts.

Fun fact: you’re pretty cool. I guess.

Ah, the admission of your love for me.

Not love. I don’t hate talking to you if that does anything for you.

The one person you don’t hate. I’ll take it, Soulmate.

Don’t push it.

We should give each other nicknames. Since we can’t call each other by our real names.

Does the book allow it?

My parents did it before they found each other.

Okay. Like what?

I can call you Hot Head, because you’re hot and because you are always writing about how mad you are.

No.

I can always go with something cute like Honey.

This is gross. I was thinking like gamer tag nicknames.

Okay, Honey.

I take back what I said, asshole.

Honey and Asshole. The perfect pair. We could solve crimes!

I’m going to bed now.

Goodnight Honey ♡ I know that you aren’t reading these but you will in the morning. Dork.

“Do you know who your soulmate is?” You asked.

You were hanging out with Kendou, Monoma, and Shinsou in Kendou’s bedroom. The dorm rooms were all set up the exact same way, but for some reason Kendou’s always seemed to be bigger. 

“No idea.” Monoma shrugged. “I don’t think I want to know until I’m older, we’re too young and I want to focus on graduating first.”

“He’s right.” Kendou twisted in her position on her bed. “Why? Do you want to know who yours is?”

“I want to know more than anything.” You sighed. Your head was laid across Shinsou’s lap on the floor. “We get along so well and I try to talk to him every day.”

“How do you know it’s a he?”

“He told me.” You laughed. “We tried really hard to narrow it down as much as possible.”

“It sounds like he wants to know you too.” Kendou said. She giggled. “I should ask my soulmate their gender.”

“What about you, Shinsou?”

“I barely write to mine.” He shrugged, making your head tilt a little. “I’m sure they understand.”

“I’m sure they do, they were made to be yours.” You looked up at him with a smile. “Of everyone, I thought you would write the most.”

“And why’s that?”

“Because most people are scared to talk to you in real life.”

He flicked your forehead. “You aren’t scared to talk to me.”

“I’m not scared to talk to anyone.”

“I’ve noticed.”

You sighed and closed your Soulmate Journal, the rain now casting a dark shadow across the entirety of the sky. Your face was flushed in red, hair disheveled and you were still in your hero uniform, dirty and kind of burnt. 

Katsuki Bakugou had not only interrupted your victory, but he had claimed it as his own. His desperation to be the number one hero hadn’t stopped. It’s been years, you’ve grown past his stupid desire and he simply… hasn’t.

You fought the villain yourself, using your quirk to it’s full capabilities and trapping them in a circle of air. You fought for over an hour by yourself, taking up the mission while out and witnessing it first hand. Your freshly bought coffee was long forgotten as you raced after the thief.

The second you landed the thief, the ball of air dissipating as you grew tired, Bakugou arrived in a fiery feat and handcuffed the villain. Of course, the main photos were of him with the handcuffs, standing proud as if he hadn’t stolen your fight. 

His argument was that he did help. Yeah, he did ‒ for three seconds.

Katsuki Bakugou was a piss stain upon himself, truly the worst of the worst who’s own personal interest outweighs anything else in his life. He will never be anything but second best because he never thinks of anyone but himself. 

If only he could read thoughts instead of turning his sweat to ignition. Then you wouldn’t have to put your harsh thoughts into tone.

Your Soulmate was one of two people you genuinely enjoyed talking to, he always seemed to be on the same page as you. The other is Shinsou, from your high school. He was the only one you really kept in contact with.

Sometimes you like to convince yourself that Shinsou is your soulmate, since he hasn’t found his either. But you compared the handwriting and it didn’t match at all. Shinsou’s handwriting was much smaller and neater than the man you would eventually call yours.

“This is so fucking stupid!” You screamed, your rage reaching its max.

You threw your journal across your bedroom, the storm masking the sound of it banging against the wall by your bed. You were pissed, you wanted nothing more than to see Bakugou’s downfall. It’s been years. You were over it.

You were over it all. You were over him, you were over not knowing your soulmate, you were over being alone in your stupid apartment. It all reached it’s apex. Maybe you needed a shower, or maybe you needed to move from your job.

Your fit was interrupted by a loud crash on the roof of your apartment building. You nearly jumped at the sound, the sound not even close to the crashes of thunder. 

You rushed to the roof, your hero senses kicking in more than your regular carefulness. Once you were outside, you were almost instantly drenched in the rain. Only a couple of yards ahead of you was a man crumbled to the ground; they must’ve hit the roof harder than you thought.

When they turned, clutching their side, you knew instantly who it was.

“Deku?” You rushed towards him. “I thought you were in Hirosaki for some serious villain.”

He moved to stand, much taller and broad than he was back in high school. Yet still with the fluffy green hair and bright eyes with hope always seemingly sewed in. 

“I was. I just… I need your help.”

“Why do you need my help?” You helped him stand fully, taking his hand from his side to check for an injury. He wasn’t bleeding. “Doesn’t Uraraka live around here?”

“I don’t… want to involve her in this.” He stood straight. His healing must’ve started. “I… this is something I need you for.”

“Okay…” You crossed your arms. “What do you need?”

“I know what you’re going to say.” Deku started, and you didn’t move. “But it’s Bakugou.”

“No.”

“C’mon, Aero, I know that you two…”

“No.”

“Please, I…”

“Deku, you know more than anyone how and who he is. Whatever it is, he can deal with it himself.” You started back towards the stairs. “I appreciate you coming to me, for whatever reason, but this is something that you have to find someone else for.”

“Don’t think of this as us doing something for him.” Deku rushed to stand in front of you. “Think of it as a favor for me. You owe me one.”

“Don’t do this now.” 

“I’m officially cashing in my favor.”

You sighed, “Fine. Can you at least tell me what we need to do for the asshole?”

“I’ll tell you on the way.” He nearly jumped in joy. “But you cannot tell anyone. Not Shinsou, not the police, and not our boss. This is under the radar.”

“Oh, shit.” You followed him as you flew next to him. “What are you getting me into?”

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[tooruluv]

exes confront each other • tetsurou kuroo

[ how did you meet? ]

you:

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo: you look great.

you: thanks, i thought i would dress up for this interview.

kuroo: 

you: you look good too.

kuroo: thank you.

you:

kuroo:

you:

kuroo:

you: this is a bit awkward, isn’t it?

kuroo: [chuckles] yes, yeah. it is.

••

kuroo: we lived next to each other in our dorms.

you: the first nights on campus, it’s tradition to have “open doors” night. basically everyone who is in their rooms leave their door open to invite other’s in and meet the people you live with. it’s pretty cool.

kuroo: i left my door open. me and kenma were playing jackbox games on our tv.

you: i thought it was cool that you stayed in the dorms for a second year to live with him.

kuroo: and i thought that it was cool how you laughed at every joke we made.

you: you were hot. i had to laugh at every joke.

kuroo: 

you:

kuroo:

you: stop staring at me like that.

kuroo: 

you:

kuroo: i always look at you like this.

[ why did you break up? ]

you:

kuroo:

you: we, uh, grew apart. i think that’s the best way to put it.

kuroo: yeah.

you:

kuroo:

••

kuroo: i got an internship in a big corporation in tokyo. it was a huge opportunity.

you: 

kuroo: we were together for almost two years by then, and i was a senior. but we wanted to make long distance work.

you: and it wasn’t like you were moving countries or anything. we were just... on opposite ends of japan.

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo:

you: it just kind of...

kuroo: faded. after a while.

you: yeah. exactly.

•• 

kuroo: we really did try to make it work.

you: we did.

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo:

•• 

you: i heard you got a promotion. 

kuroo: yeah, i am actually a coo now. hopefully by this time next year, i will be ceo of my own business.

you: wow, congrats! really proud of you!

kuroo: 

you:

kuroo: 

you: 

kuroo: i, um, i heard that you’re still traveling! 

you: yeah, i actually just got back from scotland a couple of days ago. 

kuroo: looks like we’re both doing everything we’ve wanted.

you: yeah.

kuroo: 

you:

kuroo: almost.

you: 

kuroo:

you: almost.

[ what did you love most about each other? ]

you: oh, i loved so many things about you.

kuroo:

you: the thing that i loved the most... and the thing that i miss the most... is your constant references. you always seemed to have a funny reference to some movie or game or anatomy or something. it always made me laugh even if i didn’t want to laugh.

kuroo: in high school, they always complained when i did that.

you: they weren’t in love with you.

kuroo: 

you:

••

kuroo: i loved your voice. i’ve missed it and i didn’t even realize it until now.

you: tetsurou...

kuroo: i’m not done. i could hear you talk for hours. and i want to hear you talk for hours, and hear about your travels and what you’re doing now. 

you:

kuroo: i’m sorry for never returning your calls when i moved.

you: 

kuroo:

you: it’s okay.

[ what did you hate most about each other? ]

you: 

kuroo: 

you: i really didn’t have anything that i hated. i had complaints, like most do with their exes. but nothing i actually hated about you.

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo: not even when...

you: not even then.

••

kuroo: i did hate that you were always right.

you: [laughs] i am not always right.

kuroo: yes you are. it’s annoying how you seemed to always know everything. i’m supposed to be the smart one.

you: 

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo: 

••

you: i did hate how we never had closure. but that isn’t about you, specifically. we just...

kuroo: i know.

you: it just...

kuroo: i know. 

you: 

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo: i’m...

you: i know.

[ do you think you could try again? ]

you: 

kuroo: 

you: i...

kuroo: i...

you: wait, sorry. you can go first.

kuroo: no. no. you go first.

you: 

kuroo:

you: i would.

kuroo: you would?

you: i mean... yes. i would. spending almost four years with someone... those feelings don’t just go away. 

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo: 

you: 

kuroo: i love you.

you: tetsurou..

kuroo: i do. and i always thought that i would never see you again, and when kenma told me about this interview and how he got ahold of you to do it, i genuinely thought that you wouldn’t show. after we... fell apart... i picked up my phone a million times to call you up and ask how you were doing. but by the time that i gained the courage... you changed your number.

you:

kuroo: like you said. there was never any closure. and that love doesn’t go away.

you:

kuroo:

you: 

kuroo:

you: you’re staring at me like that again.

kuroo: you’re smiling, how can i not?

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omg congrats my darling 🥺🥺 i’ve been in and out of being active lately but seriously i adore you sm & i cannot wait to see more of your brilliant ideas come to light <3

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