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WAZZUUPPPPP ‼️‼️ may i request but a few moments of your time , for your writing would do numbers on my heart.

grovels at your feet. . . ( pre-wc ) kunigami childhood friends headcannons. . .

Childhood BFF!Kunigami Headcanons

Kunigami Rensuke x Fem!Reader-childhood friends to lovers

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Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami and you met in the 1st grade, when a group of boys was picking on you. Kunigami was in your class, and instantly came by your aide to defend you from them. The boys who made fun of you might’ve went away, but Kunigami didn’t.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami was practically stuck to you like glue- always following you wherever you went. You guys were inseparable- often doing things together.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who was fiercely overprotective of you from day one, not letting anyone hurt you.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami Who always claimed to be your hero (not that he was wrong)

“I may not be a superhero right now, but I can be your hero, right y/n-chan?” He exclaimed one day, grinning with a tooth missing.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who quickly introduced you to his sisters after that, claiming that “you guys would get along” (you three gave him a makeover that day)

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who started sharing his lunches with you in the 4th grade every time you forgot them at home. He couldn’t be a hero if he let you starve, right?

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who just watched from a distance when you got your first boyfriend in middle school. He knew you were your own person, entitled to your own feelings. But it still hurt, watching you with that guy.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami and you got into your first major fight in middle school. Kunigami told you about how he had heard your boyfriend talking about you in a horrible, degrading way, and you didn’t believe him. It was full of that classic middle school drama- angry texts to each other and vague social media posts.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami whom you found out was right about your boyfriend. You two had been avoiding each other for about a week now, and after hearing your boyfriend talking about you in that awful way, you promptly broke up either him in front of his friends (and slapped him).

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who comforted you as you apologized to him through tears, promising not to let something as stupid as this to get between you guys ever again

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who was relieved when everything went back to normal (and you broke up with that douchebag). It was the same old routine again. You guys would walk home together as usual- maybe stopping by the konbini to get a snack or two.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who was always a tad bit sad jealous whenever you got with someone. But you looked happy, so that was all that mattered.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who was there for everything. Study sessions, break ups, you name it. You could rely on him for anything.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who comforted you when you found out your boyfriend was cheating on you. You guys had been going strong, but then some girl had sent you a picture of him kissing someone else! You confronted him and the breakup was messy. Kunigami just held you as you rambled on and on about how stupid and worthless you were.

Your ranting is interrupted by a firm voice,“stop.”

You looked up at kunigami.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who then proceeded to tell you that you deserved more. That you were better.

“He cheated on you because he couldn’t see how valuable you are. One day you’ll find someone who actually appreciates you,” Kunigami said in a calming tone. “That day will come, trust me.”

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who was there. All the time. He didn’t have to say anything out loud to show he cared- his actions did that plenty.

You once even caught yourself thinking about how Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami has treated you better than any romantic partner. How he was always there. How he protected you when you guys were young. How he always remembered the small things. You didn’t have to ask- he’d just do it.

You and Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami didnt need words or grand gestures. It started off slow; with gazes lingering a bit too long to claim as ‘platonic’ and touches that teetered on the edge of friendship and romance. It was silent, but there.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who first kissed you goodbye when you guys parted ways outside your house. It was a cold day, but you could feel your once cold cheeks warm up at the sight of Kunigami walking away.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami and you stayed like that for a while; stolen kisses and secret touches nobody else could see. You guys didn’t need to be official. You already had something that didn’t need words.

Childhood Best Friend!Kunigami who finally asked you the question while sitting under a cherry blossom tree at the park.

“Hey, y/n. Do you like me back?” You look at him, cheeks heating up at the question.

You hesitate for a moment, “yeah.”

Kunigami stayed silent for a bit after that, holding your hand.

“Can i be your boyfriend?” Your eyes land on his, gazes meeting.

You smile back at kunigami, “Sure.”

Boyfriend!Kunigami took you out for ice cream later that evening. You guys sat in the small shop, sharing a scoop of ice cream; chatting about everything and nothing. Maybe… this was how it was meant to be all along.

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hi hi hi highihhi my beeauygifuk priujfress can i oleaaseeeee have a erm a love at first sight fic with nagi where she’s reos friend that like he recruits to manage the hakuho football team so she like randomly spawns in one day and then nagis like “oh my days… WHY CANT I BREATH AHHHHH!!!!!!!” i lovenyouuuuuu 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

“Love at first sight?”

nagi seishiro x fem!reader

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“Wait what- join the team? As… manager?” You were confused to say the least. You look up from your phone, seeing Reo grin in the afternoon light from the window to your left.

Reo exclaims, “yeah! Exactly! You’ll be our manager. It’ll be pretty easy-“

You interrupt before he can continue. “No… thanks… thank you for the offer anyway-“ you brush it off, but Reo is convinced. The purple haired boy continues.

“You’d be such a great manager y/n! Trust me- you know how to handle people and get them in control-“ To be honest, you had no interest in the soccer team. They were just another school team. It’s not any of your business. You weren’t even interested in the sport anyway, so why bother? There are probably many other people in this school suited for the job… Hell, some people would fight for this job. Getting to see the Reo Mikage up and close playing soccer would be considered a blessing by most.

When Reo asked you to at least consider it, you relented. “Fine- but give me two days to decide,” You continued, “But… I’d like to stop by the field after school to check in.”

Reo gave you that boyish smile, the one that charmed all the girls in the grade. You couldnt deny how your heart beat as you watched him step away, but thats just Reo-kun. He has that effect on everyone. It’s nothing.

Later that afternoon, you walk out the school building to the other side of campus- you havent been in this area in a while, since this is where the first year’s classes are. As you approach the field, you see that familiar tuft of purple hair. There are also some other guys practicing on the field, dribbling (is that what its called?) and shooting balls into the goal. But the thing that intrigues you most is a not-so-familiar white haired guy, on Reo’s back? Is Reo-kun giving him a piggyback ride? At practice? You press your hands against the fence surrounding the giant grassy field, but then back away slightly. Do I look like a creep?

As you observed from your spot by the fence, the more unusual this situation was getting. White haired boy- as you called him- did the bare minimum during drills and had reo carry him, as seen prior. Is he supposed to be an athlete? How is he on the team if he keeps slacking-? Wait- what was that?

“nice goal seishiro-kun!”

“nice! Keep up the good work!” A black haired boy gave him a thumbs up and patted his back.

Reo looked the most ecstatic- from the distance, you could easily tell he was praising the boy. It makes sense.

You barely saw it- from what you could recall, you had seen white haired boy do a turn in the air and shoot the ball into the goal. Ah, so thats why hes on the team, even though hes clearly such a slacker.

~~~~~~~~~ The next day, you went up to Reo-kun at lunch again. It was a struggle, seeing as to the amourn of people surrounding him.

“Reo-kun?” You call out to him. He whips his head toward the sound and sees you, walking forward.

“y/n-san! So, how about that offe-“

You accidentally cut him off, “i accept.” Shit. Did that sound too eager?

Reo’s face goes from shock to happiness. “Really-? But its only been a day- are you sure?”

“Yes. Im sure.” You pause a bit before continuing, “i… i saw your guy’s practice yesterday. I was only there for five minutes- you probably did see me. But i stayed long enough to watch that guy, the one with white hair, make a shot where he jumped in the air and scored-“

You didnt know if it was possibly for reo’s eyes to light up even more, but they did.

“Youre talking about nagi and that insane trickshot, right?” Reo said.

“nagi, hm?” So that was his name.

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That afternoon, you made your way to that same soccer field, where the boys’ team was practicing again. You saw Reo, but your eyes drifted over to that… what was his name? Nagi guy. Right.

Reo spotted you from the distance and waved you over. You speed your pace up a bit and stand next to him, when he calls out all the other guys on the team.

Reo tries grabbing their attention, “Guys! Guys!” The team gathers up around him. You can feel their curious glances. In the back, you see that guy Reo-kun was talking about- Nagi. Wait… how should I address him? I think thats his first name.

Reo nudges you to speak and introduce yourself. Right. “Hello,” you give a slight bow to the boys, “My name is y/n, and i hope you guys will accept me as the new manager of the Hakuho football team. Thank you.”

Once you stand back up, you can clearly see their reactions. Some of them bow, others whisper, and a few are a bit surprised. Your gaze doesnt stay on them long and falls to a familiar white haired boy. There he is- Nagi.

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Nagi knew his life changed when he met Reo.

His once boring, dull life, instantly switched when he met him. Sure, soccer was a hassle and he’d much rather play games, but it was more eventful. At least reo wasn’t much of a hassle.

Nagi wasn’t one for feelings, until you showed up.

Nagi peers at you from behind the other guys,“my name is y/n, and i hope you guys will accept me as the new manager of the Hakuho football team. Thank you,” you rise up from your bow.

hm. She seems formal, he mentally notes.

Practice continues as normal, with them doing all kinda of different drills he forgot the names of. But nagi’s eyes barely left your body. There was something about you that just felt… right

It got worse when you started handing out water bottles to the guys, giving everyone that same gentle smile.

Once it was Nagi’s turn, he glanced at your face and grabbed the bottle out of your hand, your fingers brushing against each other. His breath hitches for a moment.

Nagi spoke up, trying to hide how flustered he was, “thanks.”

“Youre welcome!” There it was. That smile.

Nagi immediately turned away, not wanting to expose himself. Suddenly, everything around him (and you) felt amplified. He could feel his heart beat. He could feel palms sweat. The white haired boy did a double take, looking back at you. You still looking at Nagi. Nagi however, immediately turned his head away at the embarrassment. Shit. Am I weird for doing that? Its just a girl… why am i acting weird? What was happening to him?

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A/n: hihi moot!! anyways this request was rlly fun to write, but srry for the delay (its been months) since its break, im trying to be as productive as possible. I’ll get to your other request soon trust🙏 anyways consider this a little gift for u!!! Hope u enjoyed it and it wad what u wanted ;)

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RULES FOR REQUESTING + DNI

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Do Not Interact If….

-if youre homophobic/transphobic (anything in that list). This is a safe space for everyone!

-youre a creep. Dont go asking for nudes…. Because wtf…. just respect me and my boundaries

-if you support anything such as racism, transphobia, pedophilia, zoophilia, etc.

-just be a decent person and have common sense.

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Rules for Requesting:

-NO SMUT. I do not want to write smut, but i am open to suggestive things!

-no kinky shit either. Basically dont request anything in my DNI because i will not write it.

-x reader makes up a large majority of my fanfics, but i am willing to do character x character! Just send in an ask if youre curious, since i usually get to those fast

-just know that it will take me… uh… a while to get to my asks since i am a very busy person, but i try

-i also might ignore your request if im not familiar with the character and i dont want to mischaracterize them OR if youre not specific enough. Please go into DETAIL about what you want- i dont mind at all! I want you to be happy with your request!!!

-i also do platonic requests! However, i am going to assume its romantic unless explicitly stated!!!

-i also do SMAUs! Feel free to req those as well!

-when doing romantic requests, i go with fem!reader as a default, but i can try gn/ make reader for anyone who wants it!

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FANDOMS/CHARACTERS I WILL WRITE FOR:

BLUE LOCK;

Isagi yoichi, nagi seishiro, reo mikage, karasu tabito, rin itoshi, chigiri hyoma, oliver aiku, kunigami rensuke, yukimiya kenyu, and otoya eita

HAIKYUU!!;

hinata shoyo, kageyama tobio, nishinoya yuu, tsukishima kei, sugawara koushi, oikawa toru, iwaizumi hajime, kozume kenma, kuroo tetsuro, yaku morisuke, haiba lev, bokuto koutaro, and akaashi keiji,

SK8 THE INFINITY;

Literally everyone except maybe that red haired government official

LINK CLICK;

Literally everyone/ anyone excluding the twins bc i will not be writing about them. Oh and i wont be writing about anyone thats CURRENTLY dead.

HONKAI: STAR RAIL;

im open to doing anyone except people introduced in amphoreus, since i havent done the quest yet. Just ask, and ill see!

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ready to make your request? Put it in my ask box! 💌

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XENA’s MASTERLIST…

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This is where you can find all the stories written by Xena herself! (Sorted by fandom, of course)

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HAIKYUU!!

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as more and more requests flood in for different fandoms, ill make masterlists and update the tags for each one! Ty for reading, requesting, and interacting with my stories! I really appreciate it!

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HAIKYUU!! MASTERLIST

…where you can find anything and everything i wrote for this damn sports manga; from x readers to all the gay you want! (Sorted by school, character/ship)

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KARASUNO:

Tsukishima kei:

-“get off of me!”

Nishinoya Yū

-“0 rizz💔💔”

AOBA JOHSAI:

Oikawa torū:

-“who’s she here for?”

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BLUE LOCK MASTERLIST

…where you can find anything and everything i wrote for this damn sports manga; from x readers to all the gay you want! (Sorted by character/ship)

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KARASU TABITO:

-Ruler of my Heart (smau +written series)

NAGI SEISHIRO:

-“Love at first sight?” (Oneshot)

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE:

-Childhood BFF!Kunigami Headcanons

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imagine nishinoya fumbling it with like kiyoko’s equally hot friend who’s a manager in training or whatever

i’d like to imagine he just has zero rizz bcs i think that’s funny hehe

pls and tysm in advance!! ☺️

“Zero rizz💔💔💔”

nishinoya yū x fem reader

-when nishinoya first saw you when you were being introduced to the team, he couldnt believe it. Someone as beautiful as kiyoko-san? There was no way that was possible. But his eyes sure were saying the opposite….

-For a while, he was in denial. Surely… surely you had some sort of flaw? But as the days went on and he watched, he couldnt find a single one

-as for you, you were certainly confused as to why he was so… quiet around you. You made your best effort to be nice. But nothing made sense… did you do something wrong

-nishinoya, being nishinoya, develops feelings for you. All of a sudden, hes volunteering to help you out. He offers to hand our waterbottles and towels. You, of course accept the offer gratefully

-you smile gently, “really? Thanks, nishinoya-kun! That’d be such a great help!”

-you were chatting with kiyoko as nishinoya carried all the energy drinks to the rest of the team, insisting he could ‘do it himself’ and proceeds to TRIP.

-not only that, but all the water got on you. It didnt help it was cold… you’d have to change to your normal uniform now.

-you saw the guilty look on his face as he took in your soaked appearance. “oh my god- are you alright-?!”

-“y-yeah. Im fine” you shrug it off.

-“im so so sorry!” The brown haired boy proceeded to bow to you. “Let me get you a towel-!”

-you stop him from running away. “Nishinoya-kun. Its alright, really. An honest mistake. I have spare clothes in my locker. Ill just change into my uniform- you focus on getting the waterbottles filled back up, kay?“

-“k-kay…” he mumbled as your figure disappeared in the distance. The rest of the team teased him about it later; how he was practically stuttering like a romance manga girl…

-it didnt help that the next few days, whenever he tried to help you, he would do something similar and screw up. Handing out towels? He dropped them on the floor beforehand. Helping you record stats? He couldnt remember any numbers! (Because you were there)

-And its not like he even looked cool during practice anymore! You’d often catch nishinoya distracted, looking in your direction and then making a terrible play. Weird.

-the teasing didnt stop. Unbeknownst to you, the karasuno guys didnt stop teasing him about his crush on you. How ‘pathetic’ he was for tripping in front of you and screwing everything up. Yeah. He decided. This was hell.

-you’ve been co-manager for the team for about two months now and you’ve often noticed how nishinoya acts around you. You assumed he was the type that needed time to adjust to new people, but you’ve been attending practices for two months now!

-one day, when practice ran late, you decide to get to the bottom of it.

-“nishinoya-kun. May i talk to you for a bit? In private please.” you gave that sweet smile, praying he would say sure. And he did.

-you clear your throat before continuing. “I’ve… i’ve noticed how clumsy and nervous you get when im around. Please dont take this weirdly- but am i bothering you?”

-“no-! Of course not-” Nishinoya denies, his cheeks reddening.

-“are you sure? I mean, if im making you uncomfortable- i can back off.” You offer, not wanting to make Nishinoya uncomfortable. Are there other guys on the team that feel like this? Your thoughts spiral, but nishinoya speaks up again.

-“q-quite the opposite actually-“ his face reddens even more and he covers his mouth, “I-i mean- not in that way-“ nishinoya ends up burying his face into his hands to avoid further embarrassment.

-“i-i mean- forget i said anything!” And with that, he rushes off to the other guys.

-youre left standing there, confused. Huh? Did i do something wrong?

-and its not until youre home in the shower that you realize why he might be so nervous. Oh…!

-eh… well… maybe nishinoya’s patheticness is kind of cute…

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a/n: im SO SO SO sorry it takes me so long to do reqs! But anyways, break started so im locking in snd being productive 👅👅👅 for this req, i tried out a bullet point format that i see other writers do. Tbh it makes the whole thing easier to write and i dont stress as much as i do over oneshots😓 anyways ty all for reading!!!

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a/n; dedicated to all your silly boys, thank you for reading!

by your belt loops. fluff. suggestive. fem!reader. | not proofread.

where he redirects you by pulling on your belt loops... multiple times.

♡ For all your (super touchy and handsy) favorites.

more reads!

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Grocery shopping with him always felt different than doing it alone. 

With him—it wasn’t like you forgot how to function, at least not in that loud ‘oh no, I knocked over a pyramid of cans’ kind of way, but more in that distracted, floaty ‘ooh look, they have fresh milk bread… oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see your cart’ kind of way where you stopped watching where you were going or what you were supposed to be doing.

It wasn’t your fault. 

You were smart, no doubt. You held more degrees than him, multiple certifications and a licensure under your belt. 

You were observant, thoughtful, organized to the point of being endearingly meticulous—he always said so, in that clipped tone of his like he couldn’t understand why it surprised you every time.

But when he was beside you like this—sweatpants slung low on his hips, jacket rolled at the sleeves, hood half up—walking the fluorescent-lit aisles of the local grocery store, your brain just… slowed.

Like your mind had kicked off its shoes and curled up somewhere quiet, trusting him to take care of the rest. 

It was a relief, honestly.

Until it wasn’t.

Like now, for instance.

You’d gotten so distracted by the in-store bakery display that you didn’t notice the towering stack of promotional soy milk crates right in front of you as you walked and stared at the same time.

You were completely absorbed, eyes tracking a particularly fat custard bun that looked like it might collapse under its own delicious weight.

That’s when your foot hit something solid. It wasn’t a forceful hit, not enough to send waves of milk crashing down the aisle, but enough to make one of the bottles at the base wobble, the whole stack teetering ever so slightly.

You blinked.

Oh.

A display. Organic soy milk. Little beige bottles stacked up.

You hadn’t even seen it.

But he had.

Without breaking stride, he reached for you, two fingers sliding smoothly into the belt loop at the back of your jeans. He gave a gentle tug, guiding you out of collision range with practiced ease, pulling you back against him, so your spine slotted into his chest.

Like it belonged there.

His arm wrapped low around your waist, palm pressing against your hip.

Warm. Steady. Deliberate. 

The way only he could be.

Because touching you was his reflex.

“Careful,” he murmured against the shell of your ear, voice low with amusement, breath brushing the side of your face. 

You mumbled a soft apology, cheeks warming.

“Mm,” he hummed lazily. Then, casually, he gave you two small, absent-minded pats on the underside of your ass. 

You whirled around to glare at him playfully.

“Your ass is cute,” he said, entirely unbothered, mouth barely hiding a smirk. “Also, if you’re gonna let me drive you, I gotta make sure the breaks work, yeah?”

You covered your face with your sleeve, half mortified, half giddy—mostly giddy.

Still, he didn’t let go, didn’t even pause—just adjusted slightly, hand tightening at your side as he started pushing the cart forward again with his other.

It was ridiculous how easily you melted into him.

Maybe that's why you let him steer you into the next aisle, turning the corner as his hand curved a little tighter around your waist, keeping you steady against the slight sway of the cart’s wheel. 

Your eyes lit up at the tea, and you tried to reach for a box of your usual black on the shelf, rising on your toes just slightly to grab it.

But before your fingers could even brush the box, his hand moved—sliding from your waist to your stomach, fingers splaying there like a quiet, familiar reminder. And then, again, with a tug at your belt loops, he eased you back down, pulling you flush against him.

“No, pretty. We still have more at home.”

“Oh, I forgot.”

“Mhm. Of course you did, baby.”

You flushed deeper and gave up, letting him guide you away without protest to the next aisle.

He let the cart roll to a stop in front of a shelf lined with protein bars—rows and rows of them, all in sleek packaging, looking aggressively ‘healthy.’

He didn’t say anything right away—just leaned in a little, voice a smooth murmur behind your ear.

“Alright. Let’s see if you remember.”

“Remember what?”

He nodded toward the shelf. “The ones I like.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, pretending to study the boxes, trying to calm the rapid skipping of your heart. “You’re quizzing me now?”

“No pressure.”

His thumb dragged lightly along the waistband of your jeans. Then, with the same casual ease, he gave your ass an encouraging little pat—fond, gentle, and soft enough to make your stomach flip.

“Go, baby. Impress me.”

You huffed and scanned the options quickly, actually using your brain, trying to remember the exact brand he always grabbed—the one with dark chocolate and sea salt, not the chalky kind or the one that left crumbs everywhere.

Your fingers closed around a box, and you held it up for him to see, one brow lifted. “These?”

He glanced at it, slow and unreadable.

Then he looked at you.

A twitch of his lips.

He wordlessly took the box from your hands and dropped it into the cart. His voice dropped lower, quiet and almost absently, he added, “Good girl.”

Your stomach dipped.

It was passive, offhand, but smug in a way that made heat flicker behind your ears, especially paired with the faint squeeze of his fingers on your hip—he knew exactly what he was doing to you and didn’t care to hide it.

You opened your mouth, not even sure what to say, but he just brushed his hand over the small of your back before curling his fingers right back into your belt loop like he'd known you’d get it right all along.

Like you were part of his rhythm.

Still touching. Still steering. Still keeping you close. 

Sure, you got a little (a lot) clumsy around him; your brain went a little (a lot) mushy. And grocery shopping took a while.

But that didn’t matter. Not to him. 

In fact, he wanted you to get distracted.

Because underneath all of that soft, quiet chaos, you trusted him to look out for you. 

And he never rushed you. Never pulled away. 

Just waited. Just let you be.

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୨ৎ 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

ITOSHI SAE

you say we're just friends, but friends don't... (drabble)

you're ... pregnant?! (oneshot)

thorns of the crown (royal au - long fic, 13.3k wc)

showering & bathing with your husband (oneshot)

rumour's rendezvous (oneshot)

bites of affection (drabble)

passenger princess [ft. rin] (drabble)

please, come back (angst, drabble)

where ya lookin' at? (long drabble)

will you marry me? (drabble)

lukewarm (dad!sae - oneshot)

meet-cute (oneshot)

nighttime skincare routine (oneshot)

multifandom.

baking disaster (oneshot)

reaction to you wearing a bikini (drabble)

ITOSHI RIN

you say we're just friends, but friends don't... (drabble)

you're ... pregnant?! (oneshot)

cut! ... i said cut?! (actor au - oneshot)

showering & bathing with your husband (oneshot)

bites of affection (drabble)

please, come back (angst, drabble)

stood up (angst, drabble)

jealousy (dad!rin - oneshot)

will you marry me? (drabble)

leaving lipstick stains on his cheeks (drabble)

changing drastically when drunk (drabble)

giving you the last bite of his food (long drabble)

calling your friend a pet name in front of him (drabble)

MICHAEL KAISER

you say we're just friends, but friends don't... (drabble)

you're ... pregnant?! (oneshot)

showering & bathing with your husband (oneshot)

bites of affection (drabble)

please, come back (angst, drabble)

will you marry me? (drabble)

changing drastically when drunk (drabble)

when roommates share more than just space (long drabble)

MIKAGE REO

you're ... pregnant?! (oneshot)

showering & bathing with your husband (oneshot)

please, come back (angst, drabble)

meet-cute (drabble)

changing drastically when drunk (drabble)

multifandom.

calling your friend a pet name in front of him (drabble)

reaction to you wearing a bikini (drabble)

SEISHIRO NAGI

you say we're just friends, but friends don't... (drabble)

you're ... pregnant?! (oneshot)

showering & bathing with your husband (oneshot)

gamer girl (dad!nagi - oneshot)

please, come back (angst, drabble)

will you marry me? (drabble)

obliterating him in video games (oneshot)

meet-cute (drabble)

multifandom.

reaction to you wearing a bikini (drabble)

ALEXIS NESS

please, come back (angst, drabble)

beyond the palace walls (oneshot, royal/fantasy au)

ISAGI YOICHI

you're ... pregnant?! (oneshot)

please, come back (angst, drabble)

BACHIRA MEGURU

showering & bathing with your husband (drabble)

BAROU SHOEI

you're ... pregnant?! (oneshot)

changing drastically when drunk (drabble)

multifandom.

CHIGIRI HYOMA

meet-cute (drabble)

GIN GAGAMARU

meet-cute (drabble)

DON LORENZO

please, come back (angst, drabble)

SHIDOU RYUSEI

multifandom.

OTOYA EITA

please, come back (angst, drabble)

KARASU TABITO

empty for now.

OLIVER AIKU

please, come back (angst, drabble)

mistaken as your father (drabble)

SMAU

bachira

bachira #2

sae

sae #2

sae #3

rin

nagi

nagi/reo

asking them how big there ... is (sae, rin, kaiser, reo, nagi, isagi, shidou)

breaking up with them on valentine's day prank (sae, rin, kaiser, reo, nagi, isagi)

kaiser & isagi beef (ft. ness, nagi, chigiri, hiori, otoya, rin)

contradictory isagi (ft. kaiser, ness)

hips don't lie (sae, ft. shidou & rin)

INTERACTIVE GAME; LOVE, MARRY, KILL?

enjoy ! instructions included.

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wild encounter.

general:

pairing: tooru oikawa x fem!reader.

genre: pokemon au, alola island.

status: incomplete.

summary: you came to alola for a work-study, not to piss off the region’s most beloved pokemon trainer. but after a grocery store scuffle, a surprise win, and a few too many late-night training sessions, oikawa tooru is becoming harder to ignore.

chapters:

chapter one: off the map

chapter two: kahele aukai pokemon training academy

chapter three: melemele heat

chapter four: lab lights, late night

chapter five: warm-up round

chapter six: under the malasada moon

chapter seven: warm places

[x3nawr1tes]

I LOVEEE Tsukki and sunshine reader sm so maybe you could write smth like Tsukki x Karasuno volleyball player!reader where the boys’ team (or just him) come to watch their match, which reader’s team wins and they just runs up to him first thing and hugs him super tight in front of his team (+ the crowd if it’s like at a tournament) and he’s just all flustered n it’s just super fluffy

Please and thank you sm!!! Super exciting that you’re starting to write for Haikyuu too!!

“get off of me!”

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tsukishima kei x fem volleyball player!reader

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You could feel the sweat on your forehead. God, this was taking forever. But one more point, and you guys will take the set. 3 sets and a deuce…

so finally, when the ball drops on the opponent’s court, you let out a cheer. And what makes the victory even better? You see him in the crowd. That familiar tuft of blonde hair…

there was a look of shock on your teammates’ faces when you immediately sprint off the court, completely ignoring everyone. You weaved through the coaches and manager, climbed up stairs, and approached the crowd. Just to jump in his arms and engulf Tsukishima Kei in a hug.

“Get off of me!” You could practically feel tsukishima’s blush as you hugged him in front of the team. For someone so quiet, you didnt know he was that easy to fluster…

Not wanting to make him uncomfortable, you immediately get off. “I- sorry!”

“…its fine.” there was still a hint of a blush on his face. Cute, you thought

There was a beat of awkward silence around you guys. Suddenly, you were aware of his teammates’ eyes on you. You could see tanaka-san and nishinoya-san snickering in the background.

“tsukishima~ is that your little girlfriend?” Tanaka snickers after delivering the line.

Nishinoya-san adds to his comment. “Youre blushing tsukkiii~”

“do not call me that” tsukishima gives him a glare.

“ah- ah- but you didn’t deny it-“ tanaka says.

“…”

the rest of the team just gave him knowing looks.

“i- good game”

You grin. “Thanks! How long were you here? I didnt see you”

“i got here around the second set. Long enough to see that trashy serve you made” theres that smugness…

“hey! We recovered-!”

“mmh… ok…”

“Youre acting like youve never made a bad serve in your life!” You counter. That was super embarrassing… and tsukishima saw that?!?!

“Because i havent”

Kageyama chimes up, “hes lying”

“see? Youre not all high and mighty, are you, tsukishima kei?”

He looks down at you. “Are you really going to trust a corrupt king’s words?”

“Yeah.”

“Go ahead.”

“Well no matter how good you are, you are going to miss serves-!”

“yeah, yeah.”

“anyways, why are you here? I thought you guys had your own match to-“ you were cut short by one of the first years.

“u-uh- y/n-san? Were about to shake hands with the other team-“ she says politely.

“oh-! Ok-! Give me moment, please.” you reply

“alright. Were waiting- please make it quick! Captain isnt happy-“ The first year walks away toward the court.

“i- bye tsukishima-kun. Talk later, ‘kay?” you flashed a warm smile, enough to make his knees weak and cheeks warm.

and that it does. Though, you cant really see because the next moment, youre rushing toward the court.

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a/n: this was a really cute req!!! Flustered tsukki is the best tsukki!!!! Anyways, sorry for the delayed answering time. That was a solid… two months. I’ll try to get to more reqs this week!!!

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PLEWSE OIKAWA ONESJOT I BEG OF YOU. Like he tries to impress you but in reality it comes off more as desperate and pathetic. (Pushing the loser oikawa agenda). LIKE HE TRIPS AND FALLS IN FRONT OF YOU WHEN HES TRYING TO BE SMOOTH AND RAGHHHHSISHFIWHWFFE

And you think he's some kind of playboy so you don't fall for it at first then warm up to him hehe...

(YESSS I LOVE THIS BRO 😈)

- LOSER AT HEART -

You’re halfway through taping Hanamaki’s fingers when you hear it—

“Y/N-chan~ You look absolutely radiant today.”

“Kill me now,” you mutter under your breath.

Without looking up, you deadpan, “I hope you realize I’m currently holding a roll of athletic tape and a grown man’s sweaty-ass fingers.”

“But you do it so gracefully,” Oikawa coos, leaning against the table like he thinks he’s on the cover of Vogue. He throws in a wink for good measure.

Matsukawa sighs loudly. Hanamaki grins, already bracing for impact.

“Three… two… one—”

THUD.

Oikawa’s body hits the floor.

And all you hear is Maki’s and Matsu’s loud ass cackles.

You finally glance up. “I’m sorry, what the hell was that? Did you seriously just eat shit?”

“No!” Oikawa groans, face still mashed into the floor. “I meant to sit. Gracefully. With style.”

Hanamaki chokes on air. “BYE. BITCH. YOU WERE STANDING.”

Tooru scrambles upright, trying to play it cool like he didn’t just get humbled by gravity. “It was a tactical flirtation maneuver.”

You narrow your eyes. “Get the hell out of my personal space, Tooru. Before I ‘tactically’ throw this tape at your damn head.”

And that’s the thing about Oikawa Tooru.

You know exactly who he is—Mr. Perfect Hair, Mr. ‘I flirt with anything that breathes.’ And as the team’s manager, you are not here for it. You’re already babysitting a whole squad of volleyball crashouts; the last thing you need is their dumbass captain trying to flirt like he’s in a shoujo anime.

But he doesn’t stop.

He brings you drinks from the vending machine—always with an exaggerated “For you, my love.”

He tries to offer you his jacket when it’s literally 75°F.

He once looked you dead in the eye and said, “Your handwriting could rival ancient scrolls of beauty.”

(You were writing stats. On a clipboard. With a chewed pen.)

Every time he tries to be cool, he fails spectacularly.

He once flipped his hair too hard and smacked himself in the face.

Another time, he tossed you a towel with a “Here, love”—only for it to flop into a puddle with a sad, wet slap.

You stared him down and said, “Wow. Great job Tooru.”

And yet… he keeps going.

At first, you’re convinced it’s just a game to him. A way to pass time. A new victim.

But then—one day—you forget your umbrella.

Everyone’s gone. The gym’s dark. Rain’s falling in sheets, drenching the pavement like some moody romance movie backdrop.

You’re two seconds from saying “screw it” and walking home soaked when you hear frantic footsteps.

Oikawa.

Soaked. Out of breath. Holding an umbrella.

You blink. “You’re already drenched, dumbass.”

He grins—tired, hair plastered to his forehead, shirt clinging to him. “Doesn’t matter. You weren’t gonna walk alone.”

You just… stare. “You ran back in that? For me?”

He shrugs, sheepish. “Might be an idiot, but I’m… serious, y’know?”

For once, he’s not smirking. Not winking. No theatrics. Just a soggy boy with the dumbest heart you’ve ever seen.

You sigh, grabbing the umbrella. “Fine. But if you get sick, I’m not making you tea.”

His grin is immediate. Genuine. Kinda dazzling, in a “wow I hate that you’re actually cute” way.

And you think—ugh. Maybe the loser act isn’t an act after all.

Maybe you do kinda like him.

Just a little.

Maybe.

(perchance gave the reader iwaizumi’s attitude 😭😭)