And I have discovered- to some surprise- that I am interested in living.
Here's to '26, people.
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And I have discovered- to some surprise- that I am interested in living.
Here's to '26, people.

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I forgot to post these studies here. Sorry, I know itâs a heart breaking moment đ«
my favorite type of xreader is when the reader comprises the plot ENTIRELY, and the plot completely derails from the originalâ because i know TOO many, where the reader just conveniently replaces a character and thats it. bonus points if the replaced character becomes an evil jealous bitch that's SO out of character and just plain public execution like đđđđ
KAGEYAMA TOBIO X GN! READER
ik this man is a blanket hogger
You woke to the cold the way you always did. The draft biting at your shoulders first, then your arms, then creeping down to your feet. You blinked up at the ceiling for a moment before turning your head.
There he was.
Kageyama was on his side with his back to you, curled into a perfect burrito. He'd managed to swallow the entire duvet in his sleep, tucked under his chin, wrapped around his shoulders, cocooned around his legs with a thoroughness that, at any other hour, you might have found this cute, but it was so early and you were currently a popsicle.
SUNA RINATORĆ X GN! READER
If writing the code was a slow descent into madness, then debugging was the ninth circle of hell.
You were slumped over your laptop, the harsh glare of the screen burning into your retinas. Apparently the code you sent to your group leader had bugs that need rewriting but it had been three agonizing hours of raking over the same lines, and you were currently one syntax error away from a manic episode.
"Where are you, you little shit?" you hissed, scanning the same block of text for the tenth time.

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OSAMU MIYA X GN! READER
~ although gn! osamu calls both of u ladies once so there's that.
You were frantically waving a dish towel at the smoke detector, face streaked with cocoa powder. You couldn't blame the thing, if your dorm was turned into a disaster zone like this, you'd be screaming too.
"I told ya the oven temp was too high!" you wheezed, hunching through the thick grey haze. Atsumu made a desperate run for the window, shoving it open, a soft groan of relief escaping him as cool air rushed in.
"The recipe said 150 degrees!" he shot back. "I figured if I cranked it to 500, it'd cook thrice as fast! It's basic math, [Name]-chan!"
"That was in Fahrenheit, you goddamn dumbassâ"
IWAIZUMI HAJIME X GN! READER
suggestive content !
The private gym smelled of industrial rubber, sweat, and the distinct, tangy scent of regret. Specifically yours, thinking it would be "fUn" or "MoTiVatInG" to let your boyfriend be your personal trainer.
"Iâm done," you panted, sliding boneless off the bench, your muscles turning to overcooked noodles. "Hajime, youâre fired"
Iwaizumi looked at you unimpressed. "One set of leg extensions, move it"
KITA SHINSUKE X GN! READER
Kita had learned his meticulous ways from his grandmother. She had built her life upon routine, each habit stacked carefully onto the last until her world ran like clockwork. Yet, for all her precision, she never lost her sense of whimsy.
Before she cleaned, she always performed the same ritual. She would walk to the turntable, place a record down with reverent care, and lower the needle. As the opening notes emerged, sheâd hum along, letting the melody become as much a part of her work as the cloth in her hands. Inevitably, that same cloth would be abandoned as she pulled her grandson into the center of the living room, bending low to waltz with him across the wooden floors.
AKAASHI KEIJI X GN! READER
The night was a blur of orange streetlights and smeared shadows. Without the frames perched on the bridge of your nose, the world had been reduced to a blurry photo taken in haste, but that was a small price to pay for the sake of costume accuracy.
"Careful," a calm, steady voice murmured at your side.
Before could even slip, a hand slid into yours. You stepped up onto the curb, your boot finding the concrete perfectly under his guidance.
"You really don't have to hold my hand the whole way, Keiji," you said, squinting toward a blob of light you assumed was a streetlamp. "I can probably manage."
"You nearly walked into someone two minutes ago," he reminded you. If you didnât know him any better, you would have missed the airy, teasing lilt in his voice. "And there are children running about. It would be best to avoid collisions."
He adjusted his grip, his thumb resting comfortably against the back of your hand. Akaashi was the perfect navigator, being Bokuto's unofficial babysitter probably had something to do with it. While everyone else darted toward the next bowl of candy, he moved with a deliberate pace, his eyes scanning the sidewalk for uneven pavement or discarded wrappers that might cause a slip.
You let out a laugh, squeezing his hand as a teasing grin spread across your face. "You just wanted a reason to hold my hand, didn't you?"
"And what if I do?"
You whipped your head to look at him, your cheeks flushing. Even with your blurred sight, you could make out the sharp line of his sly smile.
"...You're so unfair."
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HINATA SHOYOU X GN! READER
The humid air of Rio de Janeiro clung to his skin, and for Hinata Shoyo, it was as heavy as the realization that he was truly alone on the other side of the world.
Standing on the sidewalk with a crumpled map and a stomach growling for something other than water, he felt the weight of the language barrier, the people were friendly but he wanted to crawl inside a cave everytime him and a local can't understand each other. He had his passion and his volleyball, but his Portuguese was a fractured mosaic of "obrigado" and frantic hand gestures. When he finally stumbled into a small, bustling lanchonete, he tried to order a simple pĂŁo de queijo (something he found very similar to Mochi Cheese Balls) but the words died in his throat, replaced by a shy, helpless smile.

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MIYA ATSUMU X F! READER
The pro player laid on his couch, a dazed look in his face. Practice was cancelled, friends doing their own thing, brother was busy and his lady was at work. There was nothing to do but rot in their living room, ignoring the laundry that needs folding and his messy wardrobe. In times like this, Atsumu tends to get to his own head and file through his memories like a film, laughing and smiling to himself at the moments he remembers. If he was in public, heâd look crazy.
And in doing so, Atsumu, through his sheer boredom, often remembers things. Oddly specific things.
SAWAMURA DAICHI X F! READER
Daichi is a night owl.
Or more so he was forced to be when he was assigned for night shifts and curfew patrols, much to his dismay. He can no longer enjoy opening his eyes first thing in the morning with you in his arms. He now wakes up in the late afternoon, leaves for work in the dead of night and goes home at four.
With his troublesome schedule, oversleeping was for the best, anything less than his usual sleep and he ends up being irritable.
So imagine his annoyance and confusion when he was shook awake in the morning. He glanced at the clock in your bedside, then back to you, a sigh escaping his lips. âIts 6âo clock in the morning, love..what is it?â he says, dragging his palm across his face.
âwell, look at this itâs pretty coolâ you placed something in his hand. He blinked twice, looking at the positive pregnancy test and then back to you.
Well safe to say he didnât go back to sleep that morning.
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BOKUTO KOUTARO X GN! READER
God, you love Kou with all your heart.
And maybe thatâs why rationality was thrown out the window when he gleefully dragged you outside your apartment into the heavy rain. His gravity defying hair was now wet but he still gave you the same cheeky, boyish grin.
âLetâs kiss under the rain like in those movies," he said.
âWhat a dorkâ
But youâre no better because rather than shutting this whole thing, you have work and Koutaro has a game tomorrow after all. You instead wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed a loving kiss on his lips. Fulfilling his whims as water seeped into your clothes.
And of course, like the responsible adults you are, you both stayed under the pouring rain, chasing each other and doing other dorky shit he suggests. You canât say no to your man at all, much to your own dismay.
So here you are now, six hours later bundled up in blankets with runny noses. You half heartedly glared at Bokuto as he whistled away. You laid on his arm while the other was draped on your waist. He was heavy, but his warmth makes up for it. Bokuto gave you a grin through his red cheeks, muttering something underneath his breath that made you shake your head.
âWorth itâ
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