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IZZY she 16 filo/eng aquarius intj writer d1 gintoki sakata glazer gamer ao3 addict SFW content note: read carrd byf and interacting ! carrd . ♬ ݁˖

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masterlist note: mainly will write jjk & haikyuu fics <3

— open 4 moots (will be semi-active, so feel free to interact) !

?! JUJUTSU KAISEN ⋆˙⟡

☆ fluff. ♡ angst. ❀ multi-chap ౨ৎ oneshots

adults !

suguru geto

⋆.𐙚 ̊. bakery date with suguru . ݁₊ ⊹ 🍰🥄. ݁˖ . ݁݁

a/n: hi this is my first jjk oneshot published on tumblr so be nice guys. this one is also a little self indulgent because I badly needed more soft geto suguru in fics but I haven't been getting much lately... SO! here we go :p note: proof-read, but mistakes may still be present. you've been warned.

⋆˚࿔ tags: oneshot, established relationship, soft geto suguru, use of pet names (darling, love, princess) -> goes both ways !, sappy geto suguru, kisses/hugs, acts of service, quality time & words of affirmation, teasing (lots of it), fluff. ✦ ݁˖ word count: 2.0k

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geto suguru was never a man of sweets, but for you, he'd make an exception.

here he was, waiting in a crowded bakery during rush hour, just to see you after work. he sat down in the far end of the bakery, the chair opposite him empty, to accommodate you.

he checked his watch, eyeing the time. suguru was attentive in the sense he knew your schedule at the back of his hand. it was nearing five o'clock, so surely, you'd be out of the office by then, right?

and, of course, he was right.

the bakery doors chimed open, bells ringing. his purple eyes scanned the crowded area, chatters echoing in every corner and busy waiters running across the bakery, holding trays of orders in their hands. but, he locked onto you the second you stepped inside, looking exhausted from your shift.

a faint, patient yet ecstatic smile painted on his lips as he immediately stood up to pull out your chair and guide you to its comfort, away from the noisy chaos of the bakery and the stress that followed you from work.

all your worries washed away the moment suguru reached out to take your bag, placing it beside him. you flashed him a tired smile, before groaning. you placed your head on the wooden table, eyes closing. you were really drained after work, but you couldn't step away from the date suguru planned for you. especially knowing the fact he wasn't into sweets as much as you were.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled. "work's been taking a large toll on me."

"it's okay," suguru crooned, fingers brushing through your hair. "it took a lot of energy to come here anyways."

"is it really?" you whispered, meeting his eye. "you also took a lot of energy to come here. and you don't like sweets anyways—"

"shh," suguru cooed. "well, let's get your mind off of things then." he grabbed a menu from your table and began flicking through it.

"I wasn't sure what you wanted, so I waited for you to pick," he sighed. "don't worry, it's my share today. I'll pay for our meal."

"no, suguru, it's okay," you replied. "I can cover my share."

"you sure?" suguru shook his head. "darling, it's okay. just rest up for me, will you?"

you nodded tirelessly, before sinking your head back on the wooden table. your eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment, before dozing off into slumber.

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"hey," you heard a voice whisper in your ear. "wake up, the food's here."

you rubbed your eyes as you inhaled a sweet aroma of a dessert wafting through your nose. you looked up and saw suguru's lips plastered into a smile, inching a plate with a cheesecake slice towards you.

"suguru," you mumbled. "what'd you order this time?"

"hmm," he hummed. "I ordered a cheesecake slice for you."

"really?" you groaned lightly. "still tired, I'm sorry..."

"shh," he whispered. "it's okay, sweetheart. let me take care of you today."

you watched as suguru grabbed a fork and scooped a perfect bite with a crumbly graham cracker crust topped with velvety, vanilla cream cheese and a drizzle of chocolate syrup. he held the fork steady, inching closer.

"open up," he said gently, fork in hand. you part your mouth open, and suguru slid the bite inside. the moment the cake entered your mouth, it tasted delightful like a rainbow in the clear skies after rain poured heavy.

"that tastes amazing," you smiled. in the corner of your eyes, you could've sworn suguru's purple eyes shined brighter than they ever had. he flashed a quick, soft smile before scooping another slice for you.

you opened wide again, chuckling and smiling in between chews. suguru's heart beat fast in his chest, smile reaching up to his ears. he doesn't know if he could take the sweetness of your smile any longer.

"I can take the next bites, love," you chuckled. "you need a treat yourself too." suguru nodded and handed you the fork and leaned back to his seat, eyes never leaving you.

"no need for a treat when I have you, princess," he grinned. your eyebrows furrowed, pink flushes lining your cheeks. "oh? don't worry, I got myself something savoury."

"mmm," you hummed in between bites. the cheesecake really was divine. suguru knew your tastes well even if it was out of intuition. the sweet, chocolate syrup lined your tastebuds as you chewed the slice.

"what did you get?" you asked after finishing your bite. your eyes glanced over to the plate, the initial slice now almost empty. suguru placed a hand on his cheek, smiling at you once more.

"a red bean bun," he replied serenely. "might get zaru soba after this for dinner. but that can wait."

"typical suguru," you joked. "yet, he decides to go to a bakery for a date. wouldn't it be better had we gone to a soba bar?"

"anything for my darling," he shrugged. "I can adjust anytime. it's not a hassle at all with you. ever."

your heart clenched, unable to respond to suguru's sappiness. you merely chuckled. little did you know, your laugh cleared the air, blurring every other sound in the bakery. suguru could listen to it all day.

"an order for a red bean bun," a waiter suddenly called out, carrying the plate.

"here," suguru responded, gesturing for the waiter to place the dish in front of him.

the waiter obliged, placing the bun on the wooden table. "is that all for today, sir?" they said.

"yes, that'd be all," suguru replied. "thank you." he flashed a polite smile, to which the waiter nodded in response and retrieved the table number.

suguru's eyes suddenly widened.

"what's wrong, love?" you asked. "did something happen?"

"no, no," suguru replied quickly, his tone softening to calm you down. "I just forgot to ask you if you wanted something to drink after that sweet treat."

"god, you scared me, suguru," you exclaimed. "thought I did something wrong."

"well, you are," suguru sighed, his expression dropping.

"what?" you asked quietly.

"calling me suguru," he expressed. "that tore me right up in the gut."

you frowned, earning a soft chuckle from suguru.

"still as easy to tease, sweetheart," he hummed, his eyes crinkling. "obviously, nothing's wrong. anyways, do you still need a drink?"

"yes, the cheesecake was so sweet and so good," you gushed. "you really know me, do you?"

suguru nodded. "of course, I know my princess best."

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almost half an hour passed between the bakery where you and suguru exchanged conversations about seemingly mundane things whether it be errands or the weather.

"how's shoko and satoru?" you wondered. "will we see them soon?"

"shoko's busy at the hospital," suguru started. "she's been complaining about how long and demanding her shifts are. but, I'm sure she's fine. utahime's been keeping her in check."

"aww," you smiled. "we should catch up with them some time."

suguru hummed in agreement. "satoru's busy at his teaching post," he continued. "had the opportunity to meet yuta the other day."

your eyes widened in surprise. "that's amazing," you gushed.

suguru tilted his head with a grin.

"what's it going to be then, darling?" he asked, fingers tapping a light, rhythmic beat against the wooden table. "a glass of water? an iced latte? iced chocolate?"

"a milkshake," you decided, leaning your chin in your hand. "perhaps, some vanilla ice cream on top."

suguru chuckled as he watched you smiled the brightest you've ever been today. it was hard to believe you were initially tired from a hectic work day. he'll do anything to keep that plastered on your face till' the end of the day. after all, you deserve the best. and only the best.

his laugh made your chest feel tight with affection and admiration. you were lost in the train of your thoughts before his voice cut through them. "of course, stay right here."

he slipped out of his chair, his tall frame moving effortlessly through the quiet afternoon crowd of the bakery. you watched him approach the counter, leaning over slightly to speak to the barista. his posture, even from behind, remained relaxed, which painted a smile on your face. you could see yourself getting lost in the cycle of staring at suguru again and again, heavily reminding you during your crush days.

within minutes, he returned, carrying a tall, chilled glass with a wide straw. he set it down in front of you, sliding it forward until it brushed against your fingers.

"there you go, princess." suguru said serenely, planting a soft peck on your forehead before sitting back down on his chair.

"thank you," you hummed, taking a long sip. the cool, creamy vanilla taste perfectly cut through the lingering sweetness of the chocolate syrup. you heaved a sigh of relief, the tiring and hectic day finally fading away.

while you drank, suguru pulled his red bean bun closer. his long fingers carefully split the soft, baked pastry clean down the middle, revealing the dark, sweet paste inside. to your surprise, he broke the bun in half and held one half out to you.

"want a taste?" he offered, his purple eyes crinkling. "don't want you only stuffing yourself with sweets all day."

"you haven't even taken a bite out of it yet," you pointed out. however, you leaned forward anyway, taking a bite straight from his hand. your eyes widened at the bun's warmth, lined with a rich and earthy filling.

"I already know how it tastes," he murmured, moving his thumb to gently brush a stray crumb from the corner of your lip. his touch lingered there, feeling warm against your skin. "besides, watching you enjoy it is much more satisfying. really."

"you're being incredibly sappy today, suguru," you teased, cheeks warming up again. you took another sip out of your milkshake, digging the straw deep into the chilled glass.

"am I?" he joked, finally talking a bite of his own half. he chewed quietly, before leaning back against the seat. a sharp, playful, and loving grin plastered on his face. "I'm just making up for lost time. work has kept me busy all week too, princess."

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by the time you both finished the treats and emptied the glass, the afternoon sun dipped lower, casting long, golden shadows across the bakery floor. suguru paid the bill, ignoring your blatant attempts to reach for your wallet with a gentle, dismissing wave of his hand.

"it's my share this time, love," he crooned. "next time, it'll be yours. I promise." how could you say no to that?

when you both stepped out of the bakery, the cool evening air hit your face, making you shiver slightly. before you could even comment about the sudden drop of temperature, a heavy, warm weight settled over your shoulders.

you looked up at suguru, who was adjusting his oversized jacket around you, leaving him with just his dark knit sweater. he carefully pulled your arms through the sleeves, completely swallowing your hands.

he leaned in closer and planted a soft kiss on your cheeks, earning him a rosy tint on your face.

"better?" he asked, his voice low and comforting in the open air.

"you're going to get cold," you protested, through you buried your face into the collar of his jacket, enveloped in his scent of sandalwood and clean linen.

"I'll be fine," suguru promised, his fingers tucking away the loose strands of your hair. he reached down, his large hand sliding into the oversized sleeve of the jacket to find your hand, wrapping his fingers securely around yours.

you ran your other hand through his thick, dark locks before pulling him closer. suguru chuckled at the gesture, leaning down to catch your lips in a brief, sweet kiss that tasted faintly of red bean filling.

"come on now, princess," he murmured against your mouth, pulling you along. "it's cold."

"not so cold with you." you teased, smiling against his lips.

pulling away, suguru flashed a soft smile before he squeezed your hand gently. "come on, let's go find that soba bar. I'm starving."

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⋆˚꩜｡ botw run with kenma 🎮✩🎧

a/n: hi this oneshot is super self indulgent because I'm such a botw nerd and of course, we're going to write it on kenma! this is so dedicated to my beta-reader (you know who you are). so I hope I captured kenma's essence & character in this :) it's very important that canon characterisation stays in my fics :") note: proof-read, but mistakes may still be present. you've been warned.

⋆˚࿔ tags: oneshot, nerds (botw fanatics), fluff, subtle yearning (but it isn't really there), more than friends/less than lovers, acts of service (AGAIN), light humour (from kuroo...) ✦ ݁˖ word count: 2.5k words

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click. click. click.

you lean to your plethora of pillows and plushies, blanket draped around your legs while your hands held your nintendo switch, moving the joysticks on either ends. you were going another hour of your new game that you bought on a whim (and kenma's encouragement).

at first, you were quite skeptical whether breath of the wild would appeal to you. after all, you were much more keen to get other switch games, but kenma managed to convince you with the open world mechanics.

here you were, heading straight to a bokoblin camp. you equipped the knight’s broadsword and a soldier's shield, pressing the left joystick to crouch. you sneak your way into an enemy camp, before switching to your stealth gear and climbing the skull above the mobs.

you switched to the bomb rune, dropping a round bomb on the skull's eyesockets. you pressed detonate, and an explosion shook the ground to the core. you hear groans and screams from the mobs and half their health bars diminished.

you were just about to glide down and enter bullet time, equipping your bow to shoot down the remaining enemies before the door behind you clicked open.

"hey," kenma called out. "can't believe this is the same person who claimed they wouldn't enjoy the game?"

you scrunched your face. "well, neither did I. but you were right. it is fun."

"mmm," he mumbled. "what part are you up to?"

"part?" you frowned. "oh, do you mean the quests?"

"yes," he replied, grabbing his switch and turning it on. similar to yours, he had a nintendo switch, but it was larger and had a sleek, charcoal-grey design to it.

"oh, I think I'm up to divine beast rudania," you said casually. "but, I'm not up to it right now. that's why I'm grinding out enemy camps."

"hmm," kenma nodded. "well, botw isn't a multiplayer game, so I can't help. but, I can show you some tips if you want."

"that'd be nice," you beamed. "do you know how to get more hearts? I keep dying to lynels when I try to grind them out."

you got out of bed, blanket and switch in hand, and sat on the wooden floorboards with kenma.

your eyes wandered over to his switch, which was loading up the game. breath of the wild's loading screen showed different pictures of link and the champions. then, kenma loaded his recent save file, which was in a random shrine location.

"a shrine in the middle of nowhere? really?" you asked in confusion. "I mean, wouldn't it better if you had loaded in a shrine near a stable or a city shop like hateno village.”

kenma frowned. "I was farming koroks near this area, and finishing up the shrine's puzzle before I got frustrated."

"oh sorry," you apologised. "just curious."

"it's fine," he replied. he inched closer and showed you the orange hue on his shrine. "see how it's still orange? that means I haven't completed the puzzle and got the shrine orb."

you nodded in response. "how much more do you have left?"

"only a couple of shrines, but a lot of koroks," he shook his head. "I've been trying to grind in between practices, but kuroo insists I could use that time to do something more productive."

"and that is?" you laughed.

"team-bonding..." he groaned. "I don't really mind, it's just I wanted to recharge. but, I try my best to be there for the team and kuroo."

"of course," you chuckled.

"what's there to laugh about?" his brows furrowed.

"nothing," you replied.

kenma sighed silently, fondling with the joysticks, moving link around.

you remained quiet, unsure how to break the awkwardness between the both of you. you decided to open your inventory and browse through it to look busy.

"to get more hearts, you have to complete your shrines." he said, breaking his silence.

"ugh," you groaned. "no other way? I don't have the time to grind them all out, kenma."

"yeah, but you have the time to grind out mob camps." he retorted. "sorry, didn't mean it to come off that way."

"all good," you replied, moving the joysticks on your switch, and shooting arrows at the remaining mobs of the monster camp you were trying to clear.

"you can grind out hearty durians," kenma explained, pressing the + button on his switch, opening his inventory. he swiped his right joystick, moving through his weapons, shields, and arrows before landing onto his material inventory.

you looked over at the material stats. it seemed that it only healed three hearts. you frowned in confusion.

"uh, if I cook this, how much would I get?" you inquired. "I mean, is this really efficient?"

"yes, it is," he replied bluntly. "let me check your inventory and see what dishes you have."

he placed his switch down beside him, and grabbed yours. he looked into your eyes, silently asking if it was okay. you simply nodded, and he opened your inventory, swiping until he reached the dishes section.

kenma sighed.

"what now?" you groaned.

"have you been eating all your food raw?" he asked, eyes slightly shocked.

"yes? am I supposed to cook them? well, obviously, I cooked the meat, but for fruits, I simply just eat them directly."

"you can't be serious," he stared at you in pure disbelief. "that's such a waste. yes, eating it only gives you three full hearts. but cooking them gives you a full restore and adds temporary hearts."

he moved back to your material inventory, checking how many durians you have left. "you're throwing away free stats."

"sorry, expert," you retored. "sorry for being bad at the game."

kenma frowned. "you still have a couple. I'll show you what I mean." he pressed on the hearty durians, and an animation of link holding one, then two, then three appeared on your inventory.

"that's a cool animation," you murmured.

kenma silently nodded, putting the durians away. he opened your map, and fast travelled to a stable for a cooking pot. again, he opened your inventory and equipped one hearty durian. he exited out of the tab, and pressed a to cook.

you watched the cooking animation, seeing how link makes a happy expression after the dish has been cooked as well as a fun, little tune that played afterwards.

"I normally skip the animation," he stated. "but, since you normally don't cook, I thought I'd want you to see it."

you flushed, heat rising up in your cheeks. as the cutscene finished, kenma opened your inventory and clicked on the complete dish. your eyes sparkled in amazement as a full recovery with four extra golden hearts lining the top left of your screen.

"whoa," you gushed, genuinely impressed. "I didn't know you could do that."

"see? told you," kenma murmured, a tiny ghost of a smile appearing on his face.

"is that all we can do?" you asked, leaning closer to kenma. your shoulders brushed against his, but to your surprise (and amusement), he remained unfazed, still grasping your switch in his hand.

"there's other dishes that can boost your attack and defense," he replied. "but that can wait for another day."

he placed the switch on your lap gently, and grabbed his switch once more. you hear grunts and clicks beside you. it seemed that kenma was trying to clear his own mobs too.

you two sat in silence, only accompanied by link's grunts, screams from the mobs, clicks from your joysticks, and the chimes whenever a chest is opened or a shrine is completed.

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how long has it been? an hour? two?

but, your eyes began to flicker shut. your switch began slipping away from your fingers' grasp. you yawned, leaning your head on kenma's shoulder before quickly pulling away.

"sorry," you stammered. "I know how you don't like physical contact."

kenma shook his head. "it's fine, you're tired."

"you sure?" you rubbed your eyes, the glare from your switch suddenly feeling too bright from the dim light surrounding your room. "the floor's cold. my legs are numbing."

you groaned, head leaning back to kenma's shoulder. he seemed unfazed, fingers clicking and moving at a steady pace on his joysticks. a bright flare shined on his face, and you could barely make out a figure holding a bomb rune over his head.

a quiet voice shook you awake the moment you tried to close your eyes.

"then go back to bed," kenma murmured, his fingers still rhythmically tapping against his pro-controller. "the blankets are up there anyway."

you didn't need to be told twice. your eyelids flickered, and you yawned over and over. you scrambled back onto your mattress, dragging your heavy duvet with you and nesting yourself back into your fortress of plushies. you propped your switch up against a stuffed animal, your fingers loosely hovering over the controls.

kenma watched you out of the corner of his eye before picking up his own switch and moving to sit at the edge of your bed. he didn't climb all the way in. he always respected people's boundaries, distancing himself, but if he feigned concern, he remains there at a distance. just like now, sitting close enough that you could vaguely hear the faint, ambient wind sounds from his game.

you blinked in and out of consciousness, before slowly and softly settling in your sleep. you enveloped your plushie between your hands, drifting away into your dreams. you don’t know if you imagined it as you slept, but you felt fingers run through your hair, tucking loose strands away, making sure you wouldn’t wake up with hair in your mouth. even so, it calmed you down and you slept as if there were no tomorrow.

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your eyes fluttered awake. you don’t know if it was still the same day or the next day, but by the sounds of birds chirping outside and the soft sunlight streaming from outside your bedroom curtains, it seemed it was the next morning.

“mmm,” you mumbled. “what time is it, kenma?”

kenma? wouldn’t he go home by then after you had went to bed. surely, he didn’t sleep in.

you got up, not leaving your bed, checking for any signs of kenma. unfazed, he wasn’t there. you lay back on your soft mattress, gazing at the ceiling. you glanced towards the side of your bed, switch still atop your plushie.

you opened your switch, and you see that the game has been left open. curious, you opened and you gasped.

on your inventory, you see new weapons you haven’t seen before. lynel weapons, shields, and bows. your arrow inventory grew from only having regular arrows to having an assortment from fire, ice, shock, and bomb arrows. you couldn’t believe it.

did kenma do this?

you continued to explore your inventory, fingers moving the right joystick. your material inventory doubled in amounts. monster parts? you got them. your eyes widened, seeing lynel guts and hooves in your inventory. the very enemy you struggled to beat. swiping again, you moved to your dishes which had a plethora of different images of meals you hadn’t seen before.

attack up dishes? you had them. you checked what it was. obviously, you hadn’t seen these before. it read mighty simmered fruit. you saw it had three swords. “maybe the level of attack percentage?” you concluded. still curious, you clicked a and an option to 'eat' or 'recipe' popped up.

an echo of kenma's reminder and remark not to eat your food mindlessly repeated at the back of your mind, so you decided to brush your thumb on the left joystick and click a to check the recipe.

four mighty bananas and a dragon horn.

you read again.

"a dragon horn?!" you froze in shock, dropping the switch to the floor. you didn't know if it was kenma's doing or you magically got better half-asleep.

even then, you swiped back to your material inventory and saw a stack of mighty bananas and dragon horns you'd never seen before. it seemed the attack boost also lasted thirty minutes. maybe it was the dragon horn?

even so, you continued to browse through your inventory. checking again, you had defense up dishes, plenty of elixers from attack and defense boosts, and roasted poultry and meat.

you heaved a sigh, confused but amused. you placed your switch down and walked over to your closet. you open the handles, and grabbed your jacket and placed casual wear on.

you placed your phone on your jacket pocket as well as grabbing your house keys and switch. you opened your bedroom door and ran down the stairs, nearly slipping in your rush.

your mum called out to you, asking if you wanted a quick bite for breakfast. you politely declined, saying you'll be back soon and just needed to run some errands (truth be told, you needed answers from kenma. and fast.)

her eyebrows furrowed in worry and curiosity, but she obliged. she reminded you that you needed to be back in an hour for something important. you nod frantically and absent-mindedly before pecking your mum on the cheek and running out the door, waving a goodbye.

you rushed out, looking left and right before running towards kenma's street. you desperately needed to know if he went through the extra mile for your gaming experience or someone (un)fortunately hacked your game. you hope it was the latter.

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you burst kenma's bedroom door open. your eyes widened in shock, seeing kenma and kuroo on the floor, holding uno cards in hand.

"hey!" kuroo called out, grinning. "look what the cat dragged in!"

"hi," kenma said, fingers fidgeting between his cards, before placing a red card down on the deck.

"kenma, I need to talk to you." you urged. "it's important." you waved your switch, trying to call his attention.

"sure?" he looked confused, but you had a feeling he knew something about your switch. "let me just finish the game with kuroo and-"

"well, it can wait," kuroo chimed. "it'll be quick, right?" his eyes glanced towards you, sparkling. "I'll be waiting, you two."

"don't make this weird, kuroo." kenma said bitterly. "but yes, it'll be quick."

"you know I'm joking," kuroo chuckled. "well, off you go. I'll be rearranging my cards."

kenma frowned, but he chucked his cards in his jacket pocket and strided over to where you stood.

"let's go outside," kenma said casually.

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once the bedroom door closed, you and kenma stood outside the door awkwardly.

"kenma," you broke the silence, flashing the switch's screen on his face. it showed your inventory, stacked with loot and meals. "did you do this?"

kenma looked away, flushed. "yes," he whispered. "I did."

"what?" you looked confused, but amused. "really? that's awesome. and sweet too. can't believe you'd do that."

"it's nothing," he said sheeplishly. "just wanted to help."

"it's not nothing. it's everything." you smiled. "thank you, kenma."

kenma remained silent, but a faint smile itched on his lips.

"show me your inventory again," he instructed softly. "I'll prepare you for your next lynel fight."

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?! HAIKYUU ⋆˙⟡

☆ fluff. ♡ angst. ❀ multi-chap ౨ৎ oneshots

fukurōdani !

akaashi keiji

౨ৎ ☆ library browse with akaashi

nekoma !

kenma kozume

౨ৎ ☆ botw run with kenma

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⋆.˚ HAIKYUU ! "instinct is something you polish" ⋆.˚ JUJUTSU KAISEN ! "love is the most twisted curse of all"