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pairing: oikawa x gn!reader word count, genre: 1.1k words. fluff. warnings: none! summary: oikawa is popular and, unfortunately, you're the one who's always giving him presents from his admirers.

“Excuse me. Can you give this to Oikawa?”

You’re stopped by an unfamiliar voice just as you were about to enter the classroom. Turning to the side, there’s a girl holding a paper bag. Her head is slightly bowed as she waits for your reply.

“What’s your name and class?” You pry the gift from her hands. Peeking inside, there is a box with cupcakes topped with colorful frostings.

She beams and an excited energy surrounds her. “Mayu! I’m from Class 2-B!”

The bell loudly sounds through the speakers, signaling the start of the day.

“I should go.” She grabs your hands and looks at you hopefully. “I’m counting on you. Thanks!” She turns on her heels and runs to her room which was probably located below the seniors’ floor.

It was the fourth time that week that someone had asked you to pass something to Oikawa. Sighing, you make your way to his desk and drop the bag on the table.

ACE OF CUPS (Sakusa Kiyoomi x F!Reader) chapter thirteen

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tsukishima is living a cliché. (yet he finds himself thinking that maybe—just maybe—it isn't all that bad.)

whether you do it before, during, or after reading, I recommend listening to "the whole of the moon" by the waterboys because that song inspired this piece and I listened to it on loop while writing. hope you enjoy!

tsukishima kei x reader (no pronouns for reader mentioned)

genre: fluff, established relationship

word count: 916

warnings: none

thank you @milktyama, @snoozless, & ro for beta reading and helping with the synopsis <3

"the moon is beautiful, isn—"

"don't finish that sentence." 

there's a sky full of stars above you, nothing but little splotches of white on a black canvas. the moon, nothing but a bigger splotch with bits of the canvas peeking through. nothing special, its shine fading away with the incoming fog from the bay. 

so why is it always sought after? 

he speaks again at your silence. "we're not in some cliché romance anime, y’know." 

"I guess not," you respond, nonchalant. you reach for it, watching as the fog clears a bit, and it shines just a bit brighter. "but I think we've got something better than that." 

his hand joins yours, momentarily blocking the moon from your view until he intertwines your fingers with his, pulling you back down to earth.

"oh yeah? and what's that?"

"reality." 

The Night (Akaashi x gn!reader)

Pairing: Akaashi Keiji x gn!reader

Genre: Fluff || Warnings: None

Word Count: 557

A/n: This one's very personal. I hope you enjoy. :)

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It's 5:30 in the morning, faint sunlight peeking through the small opening of your room's blackout curtains.

The curtains that your boyfriend insisted on getting to "help you sleep even when it's already bright outside" in a desperate attempt to fix your messed up sleep schedule. As if his was any better.

You nuzzled your face on Keiji's neck, a habit of yours whenever you start feeling cold. Keiji, although half asleep, instinctively wraps his arm around you as he pulled you closer.

Small moments like this makes you fall deeper in love with him, like that's even possible.

Safe and sure - those were the perfect words that could describe life with Keiji Akaashi. You've been together since you were 19.

Featuring: Daichi, Sugawara, Asahi, Nishinoya, Tanaka, Kageyama, Hinata, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi

Genre: Fluff (Text fic)

Warnings: A little bit of swearing

A/n: A lot of people probably already made a text fic with the same situation but please know that it's never my intention to copy. This is purely for fun. ❤️

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Fukurōdani, Nekoma, & Shiratorizawa Version here

a/n: that one manga panel of timeskip semi induced me into a complete and total brainrot his power is unmatched!!! also this is kinda inspired by that tiktok trend with @paramore​’s still into you

prompt: three words, and the many different ways it can be expressed.

characters: semi eita

warnings: none

semi eita

semi says “i love you” through music

even if he was passionate about volleyball, he had always been inexplicably drawn to music

music was his diary, his sanctum

whereas others would pour their feelings into tear-stained pages, semi preferred translating them into melody instead

every triumph harmonised in major scales

every heartbreak illustrated in cutting minor chords

which was why playing in front of other people were absolutely out of the question

how could he let others hear the intimate vulnerabilities in the plucks of his guitar?

synopsis: you were a pathetic sight to him

a/n: this is an extremely late submission for @missmorosis 400 event (I HOPE THATS OK BAE ASDLKFJGG)

pairing: tsukishima kei x reader

genre: angst, breakup yearning

wc: 540

❥︎ two (2) mentions of food

It seemed like days felt longer than before. They weren’t as warm or as bright as they used to be. Colours around seemed to have a dull feel to them and everything was a little blurry. When you lost the warmth of your blanket, the shivers that ran up your spine seemed more intense than before.

There wasn’t another figure by your side anymore that gave another wave of heat during winter days from your long walk to school. The feeling of someone else’s body heat radiating onto yours. There was no more familiarity as you entered the school building and the area near your locker was empty.

➤   read one with akaashi, bokuto, and kuroo here.

request from anon : hello! i just read the headcanons of haikyuu with a partner that knows how to knit and i was wondering if you could do one of kenma with a partner that knows how to knit too? i hope you are having a good day/night!

fic notes :  kenma x gn!reader, fluff, headcanons, wc: ~0.7k

from elle !  kenma soft hours : open,, please this ended up much longer than i expected but i was feeling extra soft today and just *sigh* oh to knit something for your hq bf ;(( anyways tysm for requesting and i hope you like it ! <3

okay so if kenma has his games, you have your knitting. maybe seven times out of ten your dates consisted of coming over to one person’s house, kenma plays his game — occasionally he lays his head down on your lap — and you are knitting.

but every now and then he looks up from the screen / console just to watch you work and if anyone saw him they could just tell how absolutely mesmerized he was ; more often than not he’d have to snap himself out of it and remind himself to focus on his game.

he’s actually lost quite a few times because of this little habit. kenma just can’t help but let his gaze linger on the focused serenity on your features, or the way your fingers so expertly handled the needles and thread. 

now, he definitely wants you to make him something. problem is, kenma is not going to admit that to you or himself. 

but you could just tell in the way his mouth parted and shut while he watched you work, wanting to say something before eventually shaking his head, deciding against it. there’s always a small pout on his lips when he does this — and it’s adorable.

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                        ┊         ┊       ┊   ┊   ˚✩ ⋆｡˚  ✩

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Karasuno boys as how guys confessed to me

Queen's notes: Pffft, the title says it all. I wonder why I find myself in these situations.

➤ Confessed on Valentines day with a handmade card and inside was a poem.

Sugawara, Asahi, Daichi, Ennoshita

➤ School ended and he just whispered "I like you" into your ear and bolted

Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Narita, Sugawara, Tanaka

➤ Mid-doing something just blurted out a short confession

Hinata, Nishinoya, Yamaguchi, Kinoshita, Tanaka

➤ Said it out right short and simple, I like you and acted like nothing happened afterwards

Tsukkishima, Kageyama, Daichi, Asahi (tried but failed)

➤ After receiving advice from you, he repeated the exact words you told him

Sugawara, Tsukkishima, Asahi, Kinoshita

WARNINGS: bad grammar and spelling mistakes, mentions of bathing together in Quality Time(?)

CONTENT: Haikyuu & their love language (I didn't add Receiving/Giving gifts, oops!)

GENRE: headcanon, fluff

READER: gender neutral

Words of Affirmation:

Words of affirmation are very important to them because they encourage contact in the relationship, whether written or spoken. They give you text messages like "good morning, I hope you slept well!" when it's non-verbal. a good night text with something along the lines of "Good night y/n, have a nice night, and I love you3" or a good night text with something along the lines of "Good night y/n, have a great night, and I love you 3" Always ends with a "I love you." They also love to write you a thoughtful card, poem, or a list of stuff they like about you or things you do that make them happy. Tells you how wonderful you are; when you wake up and fall asleep, the first and last words you'll hear from them are how lovely you are.

➤ Daichi, Oikawa, Tanaka, Aran, Konoha, Hinata, Sugawara, Alisa

Quality Time:

They always drop what they're doing and devote all of their attention to you because spending time with you is the best part of their day. It doesn't matter whether you spend time with them inside or outside. Having a movie marathon, play board games or video games, dress up and eat dinner by candlelight, or take a soothing bath with soft music in the background as you both simply chat and catch up with each other when you have an indoor date. Seeing the sunset or sunrise together, enjoying a picnic in the park, going on a hike, stargazing, going to the beach, visiting a museum, playing arcade games, or just going for a walk together are several examples of outdoor dates you might have with them.

➤ Hanamaki, Kageyama, Kenma, Yaku, Kyotani, Kunimi, Tendo, Asahi, Futakuchi

Physical Touch:

Clingy. They'll never take their hands off you, whether it's in public or in private; they'll always have an arm around your waist. Their favorite part of the day is cuddling with you, and getting you securely wrapped in their arms is the best. They enjoy putting their arm around your waist or shoulder in public, or lacing their hand with yours while you swing it back and forth. They constantly give you spontaneous kisses on the lips, cheeks, forehead, and elsewhere. They feel safe and comfortable when they're around you.

➤ Suna, Iwaizumi, Bokuto, Kiyoko, Aone, Atsumu, Lev, Nishinoya, Matsukawa

Acts of Service:

What they enjoy doing is assisting you or doing something they know you enjoy. Making your favorite meal, ironing your clothes when they notice they're wrinkly, packing an extra bento for you, buying your favorite snack when they arrive at your house, and creating a playlist of all of your favorite songs are some of the things they do. They always feel fulfilled and happy after performing small acts of service and seeing your bright smile and thank you once they're done.

➤ Akaashi, Kuroo, Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, Ushijima, Kita, Semi, Osamu, Sakusa, Yachi

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-> ATSUMU x GN!READER

lyric drabble based on song by Coldplay, request by @serenitycushing​​​

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warnings/content: angst, 700 words.

I swam across

I jumped across for you

What a thing to do

‘Cause you were all yellow

-✧-

“So— this is goodbye?” you asked, tears stinging at your eyes. “Really? After all this time?”

Atsumu lowered his head further. “I’m— I’m sorry. It’s just that— you have your life here, and I… I have to go on.”

“I’ll— ‘Tsumu, please, I can drop it all. I promise I will always look for you.”

“You have school. You’re busy. You have dreams too, Y/N.”

It was rare that Atsumu called you by your full name. It was usually “babe,” “love,” “beautiful”—

He really was serious. He really wanted you to stay here without him.

Summary: Tooru was destined for the stars while you were stuck on earth

Pairing: Oikawa x GN! reader

Genre: bittersweet angst

WC: 659

TW: none (drifting perhaps)

Notes: this was written at 3am while listening to the Moon Song on repeat. I recommend listening to it as you read! Thank you to my lovely beta reader and hype-up-er @sugawaaras for looking this over!

You hated how fragile everything felt,

you and Tooru and your perch on the little tin roof.

You weren’t sure if he looked calm, but the ease in his brow and the softness of his expression betrayed a certain contentment. He held an obvious beauty and prowess out on the court, but you thought he looked his best here in his dorky alien sweatshirt and tartan pajama pants. You much preferred the soft drone of the crickets and his off-tune humming to the roar of the crowd.

He didn’t agree with you. It was left unsaid, but you knew.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t happy here, and that certainly didn’t mean that the coming days would hurt any less.

“Do you know the story of Casseopia?” Tooru murmured, breaking you from your brooding.

“No, I don’t think I do,” you responded, voice hushed, as if speaking too loud would break the delicate peace.

Tooru angled his head up to the sky, taking your hand in his and guiding it up past the north star.

“See that? It looks kind of like a stretched out W if you connect them.”

You couldn’t really make it out, but you nodded regardless, revelling in the warmth of his hand against yours as he traced the constellation.

“Casseopia was a queen who boasted she was more beautiful than the Nereids, a group of sea nymphs. This angered Poseidon, who condemned her to a chair in the heavens for her vanity.”

You hummed, intertwining your fingers in a moment of boldness. Tooru reciprocated the contact.

“That’s an awfully sad story, Tooru.”

He huffed, squeezing your hand.

“I always found it interesting. Having a seat in the stars doesn’t sound half bad to me.”

“Wouldn’t it be lonely?” you asked softly, leaning your head on his shoulder. You weren’t sure you were talking about Cassiopia anymore.

Tooru rested his head on yours, and you could feel his smile stretch against your hair.

“Well, her husband Cepheus thought so and begged the gods to send him up there with her so that they wouldn’t be apart. Cepheus had been a loyal servant, so they granted his wish. Or did he get sent up there as punishment? Ah, here,” he raised your joined hands and started tracing another constellation, “it looks a little like a house.”

Your throat was tight and your heart felt simultaneously full and empty. You swallowed the feeling and tried to enjoy the time you had.

It was hardly a perfect moment. You’d gotten a mosquito bite on your wrist. The air hung a few degrees too cold and the plane ticket in Tooru’s duffle bag sat a little too heavy on your shoulders. The weight of the moment hung on two different scales, but at least if it was heavier on your end it would be lighter on his.

You resisted the urge to squeeze him and drag him down to earth with you, to make him take solace in little moments and the budding love you shared.

You weren’t that cruel. Even if you tried, your connection wasn’t strong enough to keep him tethered here. You weren’t sure anything (or anyone) could.

Tooru’s pride was leading him to bigger and greater places, and as much as you gravitated towards him, you knew you couldn’t follow. There was no god of the sea to beg, no deity who could warp the laws of nature to keep you by Tooru’s side.

He wrapped his arm around you. It was so warm and so temporary that you wanted to cry. Instead, you hummed his favorite song and leaned into his side. Your fingers traced the scattered freckles on his hand like little constellations.

It scared you,

The fleetingness and the fragility of it all.

But for now, for this, you’d keep quiet and love him from below,

for Tooru and his little seat in the stars.

au: idol au

pairing: miya osamu x female reader.

word count: 1.5k

prompt: established relationship.

rating: 16+

tw: alcohol, strong language, inferiority complex.

summary: osamu struggles with comparisons to his brother, but you’re always there to comfort him in the end.

genre: fluff, comfort fic.

a/n: this is part of the cafe x hangout collab! hopefully it’s fluffy enough for everyone’s tastes, it isn’t sickeningly sweet–it’s just enough. i hope everyone likes it! <3

“THANKS, EVERYONE.” Osamu yawned into his hand sleepily. The bright white of his screen kept him awake, along with the endless stream of comments popping up in the left hand corner of the screen. Several of them lamented that he was leaving so early, but a quick glance at the clock revealed that it had been over four hours that he’d been streaming—so almost immediately after he had gotten home, then. A rustling in his kitchen, so faint he barely heard it, snapped his attention back to the Instagram live he was about to shut down. He ran a hand through his hair, destroying it even further than it already was, and shrugged to the screen. “I’m going to call it a night, guys. I’m pretty tired and I have a packed schedule tomorrow; remember to rest and take care of yourselves.”

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