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oh!! and all my requests are for a fem!reader if you need pronouns. thank you 😇❣️🍒

I’m gonna attempt angst with this one!! So I apologize if it’s horrible haha. I hope you enjoy it though 🤍 Also all the posts I’ve been reading about Nash have really made him one of my favorites 🤔💛 I suppose I should add trigger warnings: blood mentioned, fighting mentioned, and swear words used. Read with caution ♡

“You’re not dumb, but you sure keep doing dumbass things!"

You trailed after him, struggling to keep up with his gait as he made his way through the parking lot of the stadium. You had his gym bag strapped across your chest, his uniform jacket clutched tightly in your hand.

You jogged a few steps, just enough to grab onto his arm to force him to stop and turn to face you.

His eye was already bruising, his lip cut, and a bit of blood smeared near his nostril as he glared down at you, the typical grin that you hated and loved so much replaced with a scowl that you’ve only seen directed at others a few times before.

“You told me you wouldn’t fight anymore, Nash.”

“And I haven’t."

“Then what the hell was that?”

He rose his arms out to his sides as he shrugged, letting them clap his legs when he dropped them. “A fight? The hell did it look like?”

You furrowed your eyebrows at him, your hand curling into a fist as you looked up at him. “I can’t believe you.”

“Yeah? Why am I not surprised?”

He turned and began walking away from you.

He wasn’t going to tell you why, after all this time, he got into a fight after promising you he wouldn’t. He couldn’t look you in the eyes and repeat what the guy he beat said moments before about you when you were just out of earshot - just hearing those words replaying in his mind gets his blood boiling. He wasn’t going to tell you that he had warned the guy first, only to be provoked right in his face with another tasteless comment.

He wasn’t going to tell you anything, because he knew you weren’t going to believe him.

The only thing you’d believe is what you saw as Jason barely managed to pull Nash from on top of the guy he had cornered, Nash’s fist making one more audible hit against the guy’s chin, his sneakered foot getting in one more stomach kick as you rushed over and pushed him out of the gymnasium.

You’d started your nagging in the locker room as he slipped on his warm up pants, dancing around you in the small room as you tried to corner him, finally leaving you to scramble to get his things together and follow after him into the corridors of the stadium.

He didn’t have the best track record, but Nash knew he’d only gotten into it because of you. For you. But that didn’t matter now, because like him, all you could see is red and you weren’t open to any reasoning that he could’ve possibly come up with.

So what was the point?

This was for the best, to leave you with the rest of the team while he went off to cool down and once all of this passed, things could go back to normal.

Or so he thought.

You’d somehow caught up to him, brushing past him only to stand right in his path, forcing him to come to a stop.

“You promised me, Nash.”

As if he needed to be reminded. “No good at keeping those I guess,” He shrugged again.

You pushed against his chest to keep him from walking away again, staring him down (or up) as he glared at you. You couldn’t help the rise in your voice as you grew more and more frustrated at the stupidity of the whole situation.

“Stop acting like an idiot. You can’t keep one promise you made to me?”

You were worried, and seeing him hurt, even if the other guy was much worse off, hurt you too. But you believed that he didn’t need comfort right now, but instead, he needed a stern talking to.

“Like a child,” you finished your thought out loud, getting angrier at the eye roll he did little to hide from you. “You’re so ridiculous, Nash!”

“[y/n].”

“Act your age, for once!”

“Hey.”

“And stop acting like such a dumbass all the time!”

You stopped abruptly once Nash took a single step towards you, pressing his chest to be flush with your own, his green eyes peering into yours.

“Don’t raise your fucking voice at me, [y/n].”

All the years you’ve known Nash, and this is the first time he’s ever genuinely intimidated you.

He knew he’d never do anything to you, but the fact that his face was now starting to ache from the few hits the guy got in, your constant yelling and nagging ringing in his ears as he tried to calm his adrenaline rushed mind, and the fact that you don’t even have all the details of what happened and yet he was the only one getting his ass chewed out, made his already short patience completely run out.

This was the only way he could get you to shut up, but he regretted it the moment he saw that wave of fear flash in your eyes.

You scoffed, coming back to your senses. Slinging off the strap of his bag, you shoved it and his jacket roughly against his chest as you pushed him away.

“Screw you, Nash.”

You shoved him as you walked past him, back towards the stadium.

You hoped he would come after you, but he didn’t. Because you wouldn’t understand.

Even though he’d done it because of you, for you - he knows it’s his fault alone if he loses you.

Hey there ~ I currently have two requests: 1 for Miyuki from dna and 1 for kagami from knb.

Feel free to send it in again if it’s not one of those two!! Requests are still open 🥰🤍

I. Am. So. Sorry. 😢 You sent this request nearly two years ago, so I'm sure you've long forgotten about it. But I hope that you enjoy it even a little if you decide to read it. 💗 Thank you for sending the request in - I hope Haiji still holds a special place in your heart as he should ♡♡♡

He’d seen you probably hundreds of times before. In passing; in one of the many classes you’ve had together throughout your four years of university; in the small hole-in-the-wall restaurant that you and your friends seemed to frequent.

It was as if you’d become a staple in his life - rarely did a day pass when he didn’t at least see a glimpse of you, and the days that he did somehow miss you, felt just a little out of balance.

Today should’ve been like all the others when he’d glance over at you, a smile pulling at the corner of his lips as he watched you for a moment before going back to whatever he was occupied with before.

But time seemed to stop once he noticed you coming around the corner of bookshelves in the library, your head turning on a slow, careful swivel until your sight landed on him. The warm dull in his chest that he usually had when he crossed paths with you seemingly exploded into a fire, his heart racing ever so slightly, his finger now tapping on the desk he sat at in anticipation.

You were slightly winded as you rushed over to him, a sorry grin gracing your face as you placed your book bag onto the desk, taking a seat.

“Haiji!”

Time froze when you spoke his name.

“I’m so sorry I’m late.

He knew you were speaking to him, but everything outside of his mind was completely silent. Like he was stuck in a tunnel, but the only thing that was the end of it was you.

“I sometimes coach the middle school’s volleyball team, and the girls’ game went on a little longer than expected today,” you offered, fishing in your bookbag for your notebook and forge in literature textbook. “Let’s tackle this stupid paper, shall we?”

You paused when you finally looked up at him, the smile that played on your lips falling in concern. His brows were lightly knitted together, his eyes set firmly on yours, his finger tapping away on the wooden surface.

You were momentarily at a loss for words, glancing over at the ticking clock that hung on the wall. It had only been 10 minutes past your meeting time, could he really be that…

“Mad?” Your voice called him out of the tunnel, back to the reality where you watched him through concerned eyes, leaning forward slightly across the table. He had missed your question, but the way you quietly waited in response helped him put two and two together.

“I really am sorry Haiji. I know you’re extremely busy, so I’ll try to be on time next time, okay?”

“I’m not mad,” he finally spoke, smiling at you. He wasn’t mad, at least not in the way you thought.

But the smile of relief you gave him, and the quiet sorry you muttered again really made him consider… Because vanishing into a mental tunnel just at the sight of you must be a marker of madness, right?

“But I’m going to hold you to that Friday night, alright?”

Hii there 🤍 This is so short, as I didn’t really know how to approach it hehe. I hope whoever stumbles on this enjoys it. A cute short moment between you and Seiya 🤍

He was totally eating his words now.

He had warned you that maybe the dish you ordered would be a bit too much for you. That even he, a self-proclaimed connoisseur of all things spicy, would struggle with what you just ordered.

Seiya watched in awe as you finished the last bite of your curry - the spiciest one that the restaurant offered - without so as much taking a sip of your drink.

He never expected that you, the sweetest thing in his life, would love spicy food almost as much as he did. Almost.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

You glanced over at him, pressing closer into his side as he walked you home. You frowned a bit, seeing as this wasn’t the first time he asked you the question.

“Do I not look okay or something, Seiya?”

You laughed at the sudden backtrack of his words, him swearing that he didn’t mean it like that. “I’m kidding. But yes, I’m okay. Promise.” You nudged him. “Don’t underestimate me so much, okay?”

Smiling over at you, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

oh!! and all my requests are for a fem!reader if you need pronouns. thank you 😇❣️🍒

I love Kagami so much 🥺🥺🥺 even though apparently, we’re not compatible omg hope you enjoy this 🤍 thank you for requesting!

“Ah, shit. That hurts.”

You winced along with Kagami, relaxing the hold you had of his hand as you looked up at him. You sighed, puffing your lower lip out slightly before continuing on with the nursing that you had started a few moments before.

“When Riko told you to get drinks while walking on your hands, I don’t think she meant the whole way, Kagami.”

“She should’ve mentioned that then - a-ah, ouch. Are you doing that on purpose?”

You rolled your eyes, looking up at him. “I’m almost done, I promise.”

You lightly patted the open cuts on the palm of his hands careful to not add too much pressure as the rubbing alcohol dropped down from your hands.

“If these cuts get infected then you won’t be able to play for weeks, y’know.”

He looked away, clenching his jaw in pain as he silently let you work away at the wounds on his hands. He knew you were right, but that doesn’t change the fact that whatever you were doing...

“Hurts so damn much.”

“You’re being a baby,” you laughed sadly as you clipped the last end of gauze before sealing it onto the impromptu wrap you’d done with his hand. “There, I’m done. Happy?”

“I’m not, actually.”

He glanced down at his hands which you still held in yours, silently amused by the fact that yours were so dwarfed by his own. He’d squeeze them if he knew it wouldn’t hurt like no other.

“You owe me one.”

You snorted. “I owe you? I think you’ve got that backwards, Kagami.” You stood up, finally at eye level with the giant that sat on the counter in front of you. You touched his hand, turning it gently as you inspected the rushed job you’d just done. “They weren’t too deep, so they should heal soon. It might hurt for a couple days though.”

You giggled at the pout Kagami gave you, his fingers curling with yours as he tugged on your hand.

“I don’t think I’m going to make it.”

His low, quiet voice gave you butterflies. You loved how differently he acted when it was just the two of you - so soft, so unlike the intimidating demeanor he usually has.

You leaned into him, careful to not squeeze his hand too tightly as you held it in yours.

“You poor thing,” you cupped his cheek with your free hand, “How can I help?”

“A kiss.” His cheeks sported a faint dust of a blush as he smirked at you, his eyebrow raising in a silent challenge. “Although, if I kiss you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop.”

You hummed, glancing over at the clock near the doorway before looking back over to your oh-so-needy boyfriend. “I don’t think I’d mind that too much, seems like we've got a bit of time~” You paused, giving him an impish smile. “I do owe you one after all, right?"

His smirk grew as he pulled you in between his legs, his hands coming to rest gently against your hips.

oh!! and all my requests are for a fem!reader if you need pronouns. thank you 😇❣️🍒

Hi!! You are the first in line actually! Thank you for sending this request in. 🤍 you’ve actually been one of the regulars that show up in my notifications recently so thank you for supporting my other posts as well. I hope you enjoy this 🥺🤍

coffee; do they get jealous easily? how do they show it?

Miyuki Kazuya

- I don’t think Miyuki gets jealous easily, but he does have his moments when he’s a bit more vulnerable. One day he can be extremely confident in himself, your relationship, and knows that no one will come between it. But other times he questions if he’s good enough for you, and starts to mentally mark off all the reasons why you would be better off without him or with someone else

- He doesn’t get jealous when he sees you interacting with other guys, but Miyuki is very much aware of the fact that he isn’t very open with his feelings and he knows that you often crave that kind of intimacy. So when he notices you getting close with someone who seems to be more in touch with their feelings and are able to communicate it, he can’t help but get a little jealous 🥺

- When he’s in a jealous rut, he starts to distance himself from you. He finds more reasons to tell you that he’s too busy to hang out, or he might pull away whenever you try to show him affection. He hates seeing how much it hurts you but in that moment he thinks it’s for the best

- Eventually, when he’s had enough of the distance he might blow up, not necessarily towards you, but there’s likely a moment where he lets everything out. How the last few days have been so frustrating for him, how he hates how good you look with that idiot you’ve been hanging out with recently, how sorry he is for being a dolt that can’t express his feelings

- He just 🥺 needs a lot of reassurance so pls be nice to him

Isashiki Jun

- Jun does get jealous and quite easily too. Blame it on the shojo that he reads but whenever he sees someone else, especially a guy, make a point to befriend you, his mind immediately goes to the worst thing. He knows you’re a catch and how lucky he is to be dating you, so he’s aware that other guys might want a piece too

- Jun will try to hide his jealousy, for the sake that he does trust you and knows that you’re capable of having your own relationships outside of the one you have with him. But he can’t help his mouth when someone gets a bit too close, or a little too touchy with you

- When you’re alone with him, he’s sooo clingy. He wants your affection and for your attention to be 100% on him. He needs to know from your mouth that there isn’t anything for him to worry about 🤍

- Your reassurance is enough to know that he isn’t going to lose his spot as your #1 man. But that’s not to say that he won’t still have a few choice words with the person that started all of this

- What a baby 🤍🤍

Furuya Satoru

- Furuya gets jealous 100% but no one knows. He doesn’t get jealous easily, and his facade doesn’t change, he doesn’t act any different with you when others are around. He could watch 10 different people flirt with you, and he wouldn’t say a word because 1: you can handle it yourself, and 2: he knows no one will take his place

- But everyone has a sense of pride, especially him, so he can’t help the jealous thoughts that pop up in his head every once in a while

- His jealousy really shows when the two of you are alone. He’s a bit short with you, a little more aggressive in how he acts intimately. You have to call him out on it because he’d never admit that he’s acting this way because he’s jealous

Hi there!! I’m so sorry but I haven’t even completed season two of hq (hehe oops), so I’m gonna have to leave off Astumu and Sakusa for this request as I literally have no idea who these two are… but I hope Hajime’s part kind of makes up for it!! Did this with a fem!reader in mind as that was what the previous ask used.

Again, left off the nsfw part so I hope that’s okay. 🤍

- Iwaizumi would keenly keep note of every time you’d make a passing comment about how you look, or how you’d constantly compare yourself to someone else that seemed to have everything you didn’t. He’d be careful to not bring it up though because he can tell that it is a really soft subject for you, and doesn’t want you to feel as though you’re being forced to talk about it

- He combats your self-deprecation his own way by cutting you off whenever you start to utter a self insult

“Ah, I knew trying this on would be pointless. I don’t have the body for it-“

“Get it. Look at how good you make the clothes look.” He’d walk up behind you as you looked at yourself in the mirror of the fitting room, turning so you could find what angle Iwa was fooled by. “I’ll buy it for you, too. C’mon.”

- He makes it a point that the moment he sees you, to give you a genuine compliment to ensure that your spirits are lifted, especially on days that you seem particularly down

- When you finally open up to him about how much to struggle with your self-image, and just how much you compare yourself to other girls, his heart hurts. He knows that whatever reassurance he offers you can only do so much, but that doesn’t stop him from trying

“Oh, there’s my beautiful girl.”

“I’ve been waiting to see that beautiful face all day.”

“You have any idea what seeing you like this does to me?”

- When the two of you are alone, Iwa makes sure to love on you. A soft squeeze of your thigh here, a playful swat of your bum there. He really does love you, both your personality and the way you look physically

“I’ll love you enough for the both of us, until you’re able to see what I see everyday.”

hi everyone!

i've finally cleared out my ask box after two years, with the last three requests ready to post through the queue over the next few days.

please feel free to send in requests! i'll close the ask box when i feel like i've gotten enough to keep me going for a while. please keep in mind the rules although i'm pretty lenient so feel free to send me a msg if you have a question or anything. i love prompt requests, so if you have any in mind, paste a link in your request if you can! here are some prompt lists i've reblogged in the past if you'd like to choose one from there.

i won't promise a turn around time for any of the requests, but know that i'll work hard on getting them out as soon as i can!

“Rin, you’re back…?”

Your breath hitched once his maroon eyes settled onto yours.

He looked so different. He was taller, his hair longer, his shoulders broader than they were the last time you saw him when you and your parents saw him off at the airport.

You almost wouldn’t have recognized him if it wasn’t for the toothy grin he gave you, or the characteristic tilt of his head as he took the sight of you in.

It had been a few years since then, your time in high school ending almost three years ago meaning that Rin, too was likely about to graduate from college soon.

“Mom and dad always managed to keep the best secrets, huh?”

Rin smiled at you, closing the distance between you two in a few long steps.

“I wanted to tell you,” he explained, reaching his arms out to you in a silent offer of a hug. “But I guess I wanted to surprise you.”

And he did. You missed him more and more with every year that passed, the few quick texts and phone calls doing little to fill the void that Rin leaving left in your life.

But he was here now, as warm as ever, the jacket he wore smelling just as you remembered he did - a mixture of cinnamon and spice. It smelled so good, and the little squeeze he did around your waist felt even better.

“They didn’t know either, so don’t feel too left out.” He teased, pulling away slightly to smirk down at you.

“Comforting.” You were helplessly aware of how close you two were, his face seemingly a feather’s width away from yours. And I’m typical Rin fashion, he didn’t seem bothered by the closeness at all. “I’m glad you’re back, Rin.”

You figured that his visit would be short. You could tell from the way his muscles bunched and flexed underneath his clothes as he held you that he’s been working out more than ever. You’ve seen the waves he’s been making in the swim world, too.

He has a life elsewhere now, but you were thankful for the fact that despite that, he still somehow found his way back to your corner of the world.

You knew your time with him was short, so you stood there with him, holding him for as long as he’d let you, knowing that this moment wouldn’t last forever.

“Me too, [yn].”

You didn’t need forever, though. This small dose of Rin would be enough to last you until the next time. Then another dose for the next, and another for the time after that.

You’d make do until finally you wouldn’t have to say goodbye again.

But until then, you’ll cherish every time you hear those words.

love

You had always taken the phrase “madly in love” to heart, thinking that love was supposed to make you act irrationally once you finally get a taste of it. It was supposed to make your heart race, your breath catch in your throat, your hands clammy when you thought of the person that had your heart.

But when you looked over at Haiji you felt everything but.

A calmness always washed over you when you were with him. He always kept you grounded, not a single worry flashing to mind when you looked at him. Your heart fluttered but never raced when he touched you.

You were calmly, peacefully in love with him.

“Hey,” He finally caught your attention, you realizing that you had been staring at him this entire time while you were lost in your thoughts. “What are you thinking about, now?”

How deeply you had fallen for him. How you felt at ease, at home, whenever you were with him.

How you’ve come to realize that all the past times you’ve uttered an “I love you” to someone else, it was never true. Because being here with him was love. Leaning into the touch of his hand when he came over to cup your cheek was love. The blooming feeling in your chest as he dipped his lips onto yours in a gentle kiss was love.

You were in love with Haiji, and you knew that now.

And when he pulled away from you, his brown eyes looking gently into yours, you had no question that he was in love with you too.

Deeply, calmly, peacefully in love. And it was yours.