~title of drabbles/scenarios/idk~

I’m back from the dead (figuratively)! So, this is just a reintroduction post since I went on hiatus for less than four years (I’M SORRY, college destroyed my desire for creativity). 

You can call me Buddy (not my actual name), and I use she/her pronouns. I write drabbles and fanfiction based on tv show characters, mostly. Some of my best work (as evidenced by reblogs and likes) comes from Haikyuu and BNHA. My work can expand into a series if requested or if I feel inspired. 

I write SFW stories that are angst and/or fluff. I have a request message area where you can ask me to write specific things- just no smut or NSFW. 

Pairing: Oikawa x Female Reader

Trigger Warning: Cursing and not proof read

Have you ever heard of a marriage pact? No, I am not talking about a betrothal or an arranged marriage. A promise made by two friends that if they are not married by the age of 30, they will marry each other.

That pact was made by Y/N L/N and Toru Oikawa when they were fifteen. An innocent promise sparked after the conversation about marriage. L/N was actually an anti-romantic, and the idea of marriage and finding someone seemed like hard work: too much effort to put in, the fear of heartbreak. L/N only cared about her career and owning a cat. Oikawa, being the romantic popular boy, was shocked that both of his best friends- Iwazumi and Y/N- were against the idea of the union of souls.

“I can’t- pft- I just can’t believe both of you are against marriage,” Oikawa pouted as he tossed his hair.

“It’s not that we don’t support marriage,” Iwazumi explains, sitting up straight. “It’s just we prioritize other things than marriage.”

“Like money and pets.” Y/N chimed in, as she continued to read her book.

“L/N” Oikawa burst out of his chair, standing straight and tall as if he were in the military. “I can understand that Iwazumi can be this shallow, but you, out of all people.”

“Money buys happiness,” Iwazumi mutters, knowing he is adding fuel to the fire of this damn argument.

“Iwa, the saying is money can’t buy happiness.” Oikawa flicks Iwazumi's head. “You big dummy.”

“Okay, money can’t buy happiness, but  a wedding costs a lot.” Y/N looks up at Oikawa. “Think about it, the venue, the ceremony, the food, the dress, the suit, the flowers. Not to mention the rings and signing whatever damn papers for the government."

Oikawa goes quiet for a minute, a sinister grin grows on his face, “So, L/N, you want to die alone.”

“I didn’t say that”. Y/N said peaking above the pages.

“Well” Oikawa clears his throat. “The reality is, when you are 80, there will only be you. Your parents will be gone, siblings married to someone else, everyone living life while you sit alone with a cat.”

“How morbid?” Iwazumi mutters.

“That’s not true, I will have you guys,” y/n says with confidence.

“Maybe Iwa, since he is being a debby downer, but me no. I will be married by then and have a wonderful family, living the life as a retired world-renowned volleyball player.” Oikawa states proudly, giving his signature hair flip.

“Who would marry you? Who would want a kid with you?” Y/N says, Iwazumi chuckles

“How rude, L/N-chan”- Oikawa

Pairing: Bakugo x Gender Neutral Y/N

Summary: Y/N complains about their foot, and Bakugo seems to notice.

Running was a sport you hated, but you had to do. It was the equivalent of eating vegetables: the health benefits outweighed the dread of the task. Running was fun when your legs weren’t hurting, the music and pace of it all. Last week, you started to feel a burning sensation on your right toe, where the palm of it was. Anytime you placed your foot on the path, a painful sensation rang through your body. On a scale from one to ten, with ten being the worst pain you've ever felt, you rated the toe pain at a five. 

During class, the pain caught you off guard as you were tapping your foot. You yelped, not loud enough for the whole class to hear, but loud enough for Kirishima to hear. Kirshima seemed distraught from what he had just heard and started asking you what was wrong. You explained the incident you had while running this past week and how it wasn’t a big deal. Class went on as normal until dismissal. 

After class, you and Mina decide to hit the weight room for leg day. Your goal was progressive overload that day (AKA TRAINING TILL FAILURE), and your foot was not happy. By the end of your leg press, the pain in your foot tightened, making it unbearable for you to walk back to the dorm. You did not want Mina to worry, so you told he you were going to stay longer to do cardio- something she hates. Mina left with no hesitation. Once the coast was clear, you sat outside on the bench trying to wait out the pain, hoping it would get better in the next ten minutes. Ten minutes turned to fifteen, and your leg felt worse by the minute, with the inflammation rising to your hamstring. 

You felt someone staring at you, and when you turned around, there was Bakugo.

“Enjoying the view.” You raised your eyebrow.

“Tchh- no, I was wondering why you were sitting outside the gym for so long.”

You lied by the skin of your teeth, “Taking a nice rest in the sun.” Not a lie, really.

“Really, what a waste sitting out here when we have a perfectly good courtyard back in the dorms.” It felt like he was a parent, knowing his kid was lying to him, right in his face.

Drats, you thought, “Waiting for Mina, I guess- she’s still on the treadmill.”

“That was the worst possible answer you could have given.” Bakugo smears.

“Shi- I mean, what do you mean?” You hated yourself. Why did you say Mina was doing cardio when it is a well-known fact that she hates it?

Bakugo cut straight to the chase, “Y/N, are you in pain?” Bakugo raises his eyebrow

“No, whatever do you mean. Can’t you see I am enjoying the precious light?” Another blow to your ego.

“Alright, then walk.”

“Huh?”

“Put some pressure on your foot.”

“How the fuck?” How the hell did he know something was wrong? He doesn’t pay attention when you talk in class or yells at you for talking to yourself. He is quite the desk partner.

“Yeah, I heard your conversation with Shitty hair, your foot’s in pain. And it seems like you just made it a whole lot worse by coming here.”

You waved him off, “Yeah, yeah- great job, detective jack ass.”

Bakugo positions his back in front of you.

“Jack ass, what the fuck are you doing?”

“Get on, I will give you a ride back to the dorms.”

“I’m not some child who needs a piggyback-”

“L/N I don’t think you're in a position where I can be your crutch.”

He was right, the pain in your leg made it impossible for you to walk the two kilometers back. Reluctantly, you got on Bakug,o and he started walking.

On your way back, check if he has started lecturing you. “What the hell is wrong with you to train with an injury? It slows down the recovery time?” and “Have you heard of a rest day?”

In the commotion, your heartstrings tugged. He listened to your conversation and remembered it, even though his mannerisms in class said otherwise. He chose to skip his workout to take you back to the dorms. He cares, but he just doesn’t show it.

“Sorry, Bakugo.” You felt bad for taking away his time from something he enjoys. You felt bad because the gym closed in an hour, and from the looks of it, he wasn't going to be able to do his full workout for the day.

“For?” He asks

“Making you skip a workout, I know you take your training very seriously.” 

“This is a workout, you know how heavy you feel after three minutes.”

“Hey-”

Summary: That TikTok trend where one person is blindfolded and has to kiss their partner, testing if they know their partner’s height

Pairings with Bakugo, Kirishima, Deku, Denki, and Todoroki x Gender Neutral Reader

Bakugo

“Y/N, why the fuck are we doing this?”

“Because it’s funny.”

“I don’t want to, I have better shit to do?”

“Hmph, then I will ask Denki to-”

“FINE- pfft, never threaten me with that extra again.”

For someone who seems annoyed and ticked off all the time, he paid impeccable detail to your demeanor and height. It took him two seconds to kiss you on the lips; there was no missed aim.

Kirshima

 As soon as you sent this TikTok to this man, he was all for it. He actually had the video on his FYP first, but was too chicken to send it. Once you blindfolded him, you ducked- tried to trick him. His confidence got the best of him, and he kissed the air before tripping. You started laughing, but not for long, because he found you and kissed your forehead.

“Not cool, man. Not cool.”

Todorkoi 

You have to beg this man and explain, step by step, how to do this challenge/trend; not because he’s stupid, but because he saw no point in the interaction. Once you blindfolded him, he kissed your forehead.

“Shoto, that’s not the point.”

“But, I like kissing your forehead.”

Midoryia

Both of you were chilling in the dorm, and he pointed at his phone.

“Should we?”

“Absolutely.”

For some reason, Izuku complicated the whole train. He decided that you should hide, and he had to find you (I DON’T KNOW WHY). You hide behind him the entire time, thinking you would trick him- WRONG. He falls backwards, pinning you against the floor and kissing your cheek, so much for stealth work.

Denki

He doesn’t even ask for permission for this; he just walks up to you with a blindfold.

“Denki, what do you think you're doing?”

“This TikTok trend- alright, I am going to kiss you”

Once he leans in, you step to your rig, hit, and he kisses the wall.

“Damnit.”

Pairing: Iwazumi x Gender Neutral Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Alcohool and Cursing

Word Count: 1069

Summary: Y/N is dragged to a volleyball bar night and desperately wants to leave, until a certain hitter starts talking to them. 

The bar scene, you fucken hated the bar scene- not because you didn’t like to drink or you didn’t like hanging out with your friends. The bar was weird, it was hot, and you sweat more at a bar than running, and you had the pit stain evidence to prove it. You bar-hopped with your friends because that’s what they liked; you had to make sacrifices of your own sanity to make others happy.

The thing is- you are a scheming bastard. You promise yourself you will never be the first person to leave, but the second. The minute someone dips, you are out in the next five seconds. This way, no one feels hurt that you left. If someone mentioned it, you would retort back to the first person who left, “Why aren’t mentioning that _______ left?”

Pairing: Gender Neutral Y/N x Bakugo

Genre: Angst, SFW

Summary: It seems obvious that Bakugo has a thing for you, or is it?

Word Count: 1,500+

You knew of Katuski Bakugo since middle school, he was his own little superstar- athletic, smart, and a smart ass. You never talked to him in middle school because he always seemed preoccupied, and I don’t mean like his head in the books; there was a look of determination on his face that said he was ready for his career.

In high school, you became friends- close even. It was all thanks to Denki’s crush on you that you associated with the “Baku Squad”. Bakugo was bitchy to say the least, hot-tempered and cruel- he was like that to everyone. One day, things shifted- it was small,l but Mina realized and pointed out that he had a soft spot for you. It started with a water bottle. During your training session, you forgot your water bottle in the dorm. Usually, Bakugo would yell at Kirishima or Denki or remain neutral, but the interaction started that way, and he offered to share his water bottle. Now, this is weird since Bakugo was a health freak, and yes, you were air-sipping, but again, it was odd- no one else got that treatment. 

“It’s not just any car, it’s the Batmobile!”

Kuroo just turned 25, and rather than his family wishing him a happy birthday, he was asked when he was getting married. Marriage was the last thing on his mind; he had a lovely job and a lovely life. Marriage would just add more chaos. His parents were dead worried for him; he was 25 and didn’t have a serious partner at all- there was the excuse of school, volleyball, job, and no one was good enough for him. His parents decided to revert to kid logic: his dad told him that if he got married, he would buy him a car. Now, Kurro could obviously buy his own car, but he was a cheapskate- he used logic to buy a car that was reasonably priced and safe. Before Kuroo could comment, his dad said, "Batmobile." The mother fucken Bat Mobile, his dream car since he was six- an unnecessary purchase. Kuroo was motivated to be married, but he first needed someone.

Kurro went on countless Hinge dates just to find someone; every single one ended in a flying hot mess. After every single mis-shot, y/n and Kuroo would meet up at a bar and debrief. Y/N never understood why Kuroo went on a date every week with a different person, but Y/N did not complain; it was entertainment- reality TV. After six months, Kuroo had enough; he was done with dating. Y/N was surprised by the change in heart.  Kuroo then explains the story with his dad and the promise of the car.

“Y/N, I really want that car. Can we just get married, please!”

“S-, you are marrying me for a car?”

“It’s not just any car, it’s the Batmobile!”

y/n: did you get me flowers??

Suna: no

y/n: hmmm, you don't love me

A song, there was this one song that was the embodiment of you. Unfortunately for you, any time your song played, you would cry. You were reminded of them. Couples also have their song. You didn’t want to remember them.

Title: What if Y/N was the UA Traitor as quotes

Context: They caught you in the act of giving information. You escape

Pairings: Deku, Bakugo, Denki, Todoroki, Kirishimaa, Iida, Sero, Uraraka, Asui, Jirou, Mina, Yaoyorozu

Genre: Angst, Comedy in one Angst but Angst

Deku: Why?

Y/N: Because it was a job. I wouldn’t think we would end up like this. Close that is, if I knew this was the future, things would be different.

Bakugo: Get back here, you’re going to pay

Y/N: Hey, think about this sparky, we get to keep score in the hero-villain world.

Denki: Your joking right

Y/N: Obviously, I was never a hero

Todrorki: Y/N...

Y/N: You may miss me and I will miss you. Just know I have a reminder of you every day. (points to Dabi)

Kirishima: Y/N this isn’t manly you know

Y/N: Yeah but so isn’t working in a system that failed me.

Iida: This is unacceptable, how could you..

Y/N: Rules are meant to be broken, so are hearts

Sero: (Tries to grab you)

Y/N: That won’t work, nothing ever kept us together

Uraraka: This isn’t like you

Y/N: Like me, like me! You only knew me for a year.

Asui: What about your friends?

Y/N: The league gave me the opportunity to befriend you. They picked me up at my lowest. We wouldn’t have been friends in any other circumstances

Jirou: Y/N COME BACK

Y/N: This isn’t a song you can replay

Mina: Did everything mean nothing to you?

Y/N: No, thank you for everything. Catch you later

Yaoyorozu: We had everything! There were better options

Title: If Happy is Her

Genre: Angst

Pairings: Kageyama, Sakusa, Tsukishima

Author’s Note: Hello, when reading your request, my mind stopped and just imagined everything at once. I haven’t logged into the tumbler for a long time because I am adjusting to school at the moment (senior year during COVID). But here you go. Drink water!

Kageyama

It would have been your sixth anniversary but, who was counting.

Tokyo is cold this time of year, there was snowfall and a harsh breeze. You just go let out of another lecture and had a few hours to spend. Debating if you should go and pick up your friend at their 2:30 lecture, you noticed a cafe. The smell of chocolate and peppermint filled your nose. Maybe, you should buy a hot beverage or two. The rumble in your stomach consented to the idea.

After ordering two peppermint mochas, you sat down near the fire warming your hands. The ambiance of the room was like a holiday movie. Even though there were no hills to sled or an open lake to skate, kids were bundled up with layers of joy waiting for their hot chocolate.

Five minutes passed and you stood near the end of the counter waiting for your order. The barista comes up and begins to say two peppermint mochas rather than reading the name for the order. Your hand barely grazes the cups when another’s mittens grab them. You looked up and saw Kageyama, your ex-boyfriend.

Both of you were startled at this sudden interaction. Kageyama turns to the label and says, this one is mine. He takes both cups and walks towards a girl. She looks strikingly familiar, someone you shared a class with your third year.

As the girl reached for the cup, you saw a genuine smile on Kageyama’s face as he patted her head. Tears were daring to stream down your face, it was like the world was testing you. However, the thought of him happy made the feeling of sadness disappear for a second.

You grabbed your beverages and headed out the door. The cold struck reality.

Tsukishima

Resentful, that’s the emotion you will be feeling in approximately three hours. You are going to your folk’s house for family dinner. For the past two years of your life, you always went with your ex. Your siblings and parents loved your ex.

You haven’t gone to your folk’s house since the breakup, seven months ago. How could you hide so well, you guys broke up in February. Now it’s October.

Preparing yourself for the never-ending hugs and kisses, the relentless questions, an awkward silence, you scrolled through Instagram. You came across his page. You cursed yourself as you forgot to unfollow him from your span.

The picture in question was him with a beautiful person pumpkin picking. The cheesy caption, I got the perfect one from the bunch, made you cringe. After your initial reaction, you dove into this dark reality.

It took you a year to convince Tsukishima to go on cheesy dates, dress in a couple of costumes and, take pictures together. It took his new lover less than three months. Unlike your couple’s photos, his character seemed different. His pose and smile were natural, he was initiating the hug and, he was laughing.

As the strong person, you are. You put your phone down and began to think: You were training wheels for his next relationship.

Sakusa

Fright Fest, an amusement park decked out for Halloween. A perfect way to spend your Sunday. Jump scares roller coasters, candy apples, funnel cake and, more. You grabbed your friend’s hand as you walked through the haunted maze.

Your friend, on a sugar high, began to make jokes about your ex. How you wouldn’t be enjoying Halloween like this if he was around. How you would have to Lysol yourself before you could even come in ten feet of him.

They were there for the entire ordeal of the breakup. The crying, burning of letters and, tubes of ice cream. The incident happened a few months back but, the sugar rush gave them no consent to what they were saying.

After completing the maze, your friend ran over to the bathroom to puke their guts out. As you waited outside for them, you saw him. You rubbed your eyes a few times thinking the sugar was making you hallucinate.

It was him and with a girl. They were both holding hands as they waited in line for the boat rides. His demeanor changed, rather than hissing at people holding the railing or talking about the disgusting floor. He was happy, probably not to be there but to be there with her.

They looked so engrossed in the conversation. It made you think if you were to ever experience this love if both of you confronted the problem sooner than later. That wishful thinking was brought down by your persistent voice of reasoning.

Title: Little White House

Pairing: Atsumu, Kita

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warning: Angst, Unrequited Love

Author’s Note: Please send me a request on what to write. I’m running out of ideas.

There was always this little vision you had. Living far away up in the mountains by the seaside in a white house. Being surrounded by pure calm and collectiveness. It didn’t have to be an isolated location but, just away from the busy streets of Tokyo. You hoped your significant other would share the same dream.

Atsumu, your best friend, always knew your small wishes but never shared them. You pinned for him since the getgo, wishing that he would reciprocate the feeling. That wish was short-lived as he asked you to be his fake s/o to receive attention from someone else. You cherished those 14 days forever.

The feeling of holding his hand and how his jacket would be big enough that you could play with the sleeves. During decision week, Atsumu told you he was going to Tokyo, to live in the limelight. You were accepted to a school in Tokyo. You wanted to go and be with him. However, your childhood dream was in the back of your mind.

You and Atsumu parted ways. You supported him for his games, graduation, and wedding. That wedding was the end of a chapter but, the beginning of your new life.

Title: Confidence Booster

Pairing: Oikawa x Gender Neutral Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: Jealousy

Author’s Note: TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF! DON’T OVERWORK YOURSELF BECAUSE OF SCHOOL.

Confidence boosters can come in many forms: random compliments from strangers, achieving something or buying something that makes you happy. Y/N L/N thought their booster was friends complimenting them. Nope, it came from the unfiltered jealousy that formed in their boyfriend’s eyes when another person asks for a means to hold a conversation.

Vindictive in the slightest. Did it start as innocent, Y/N couldn’t help the ways others perceived them and they were oblivious when someone did like them. Just ask Oikawa, it took him several months of blatant flirting just for them to take a hint. When Iwaizumi pointed out the obvious, Y/N was baffled at the thought.

Fast forward to the present: a community barbeque was in full swing. Y/N was sitting by themselves as Oikawa was playing volleyball with his friends. A stranger came up to Y/N and began a conversation. As the small talk died down, the stranger asked Y/N for their number. Before any exchange meant words, Y/N felt a hand on their shoulder pulling them in for a bear hug.

“Babe, Mattsun is a filthy cheater!”

The stranger was startled at the tall brunets appearance. However, not intimidated yet. Oikawa noticed that this stranger’s ego still had.

“What guts, to ask my significant other their number. It took their ex two years to get it. And it took me a matter of seconds”.

Y/N was shocked about their boyfriend’s passive-aggressive response to someone they just met. As the stranger left with their tail between their legs, Oikawa didn’t have a shred of remorse. However, you felt special, flirtatiously confident, that you had someone who did that. You enjoyed the adrenaline kick prompted by your boyfriend’s jealousy.