Good Evening

anon’s request: Hello your writing is 💓💕💞💕💝💞❤💗💓💕💞💝💓💗❤💓 especially your hetalia fics!!!! Can i please request a spain x shy reader?? I libe spain hes a certified cutie 😤😤

pairings: spain x reader

synopsis: Spain w/ a shy s/o

I love spain, you have great taste anon. he is 100% a certified qt and i would die for him. also im loving the use of emojis <3 i appreciate you 

Prepare to be smothered

Bby is so loving already but u? You’re so cute!! He loves you!!

He thinks you’re the cutest thing in the world

He loves showing you off (unless you’re uncomfortable w/ that bc he drinks his respec boundaries juice daily 😤😤)

There’s so much to unpack, where to start?

Okokok

He’s really sweet with you, and so gentle

He wants to make sure ur happy and in a good environment

I think he will kinda nudge you to be more social with strangers instead of just standing in silence

But if you don't want to that's ok! He’d never force you into anything!

He likes to doll you up tho (this doesn’t just go for a shy!s/o)

Likes to buy you whatever clothes you like

Loves to see you get all gussied up

And it doesn’t have to be suits and dresses

Whatever your style is, he loves it

Adores it if you’d give him a lil’ twirl

Spoils you so much

Almost too much

He cooks a lot for you, and likes it if you cook with him

He’d even be content if you were just sitting in the same room

100% twirls you around in the kitchen to romantic, spanish music

Dips you and kisses your nose

Lives for the way you tuck into his chest when he does that

He’s just too sweet

If you don't talk much he’ll fill the air

And if you’re actually fairly talkative with him he’d feel so happy

Like, you talk so much to him

You don't do that for anyone else

Makes him feel special

anon’s request: “Hi! Im not sure if requests are open or not but if they are can i request a todoroki x reader where reader is bakugo's younger sibling?? But they're shy and quiet, nothing like their older brother. I just think that their interactions are fun and id like to see what would happen if todoroki was dating bakugos little sister !”

pairings: Shoto Todoroki x Bakugo’s Sister!s/o

synopsis: Shoto with Bakugo’s sister as an s/o

doing this in hcs bc i’ve been in a hc kinda mood! 

Bold of you to assume Bakugo would even let you near anyone, let alone Todoroki

He’d be such a mean brother, but also so protective it’s annoying

It’s like, he loves you, but also get the hell out of his way pls and ty

It’s a miracle he let you visit him in the dorms long enough for you to meet Todoroki

At first, Todoroki is super cold towards you obvi

You kinda don't pay mind? Like, he’s just some random kid, even though it was really mean of him to act like that you weren’t gonna cry over it

Most of the visit you just stay in your brother’s room, too scared to actually go out and interact with ppl

Eventually, visits become more frequent your mom might’ve had something to do with that

You also warm up more to Bakugo’s classmates. You weren’t drastically younger than any of them, either

(but you were still like ten months younger than Bakugo just had to clarify)

I mean, you were even friends with Midoriya (much to your brother’s dismay and anger)

One person you hadn’t warmed up to was Todoroki

And the only reason is that he hadn't warmed up to you

But, as you began breaking out of your shell, you became intrigued with him

You actually thought he was really pretty, especially his eyes

And so, you wanted to be his friend

You started off ‘accidentally’ making one too many cupcakes and handing them out to Bakugo’s classmates, giving Todoroki a special one each time

Eventually, you worked up the courage to talk to him

The first time you approached him like this, Todoroki swore he couldn’t hear you

You were so quiet, like a little mouse

You ended up waddling away, horrifyingly embarrassed

But, you were persistent, and tried again

It wasn’t all that successful but,,, at least he could hear you?

Todoroki, on the other hand, didn’t know what to think of you

At first, he ran into you while you were heading to your brother’s room

He knew who you were, he’s seen you with Bakugo

Todoroki figured you must be like him and just brushed you off coldly

But now?? You were so small?? And sweet?? And fragile?? And you gave him special cupcakes?? And you were trying to make conversation??

He actually thought you were pretty cute

Shame that you had a jerk for a brother…

Eventually, you and Todoroki became acquaintances. And then friends

And after being friends, you became awkwardly in love with each other

Like, you were super close, but… neither of you had really confessed

Honestly, he’s probably going to be a little blunt about it 

Just gonna outright say he loves you and be his

Ofc, you end up together

But it's a sh-sh operation

No one knows

And it stays that way for a long time

And then one day, you were in Todoroki’s room

Yeah, you don't just go to the dorms for Bakugo anymore, nuh uh

(you sneak in for Todoroki and leave before dark)

And then Bakugo just bARGED IN ALL WILLY-NILLY SAYING “Icyhot” OR SOMETHING

When he sees you both, cuddled in Todoroki’s bed and watching movies on a laptop

If u value your life run

He's so maaaadddd

He yells, he explodes things, the whole nine

If you manage to calm him down, Lord knows he’s gonna try and keep you two away from eachother

Over time he learns to deal with it, but at first he’s really upset

Just give him time, prove to him that you and Todoroki are happy and theres no need to worry

anon’s request: “Who would be most supportive of a s/o with a weak quirk who 's in the support course out of Class 1-a? They're smart and good at making support items but they think their quirk is completely useless in every way (and it kinda is). Like, they can make their eyelashes super long or produce paper out of their skin. Who would help them come up with ideas; who would try and help them find a way to use their quirk; who would test out support items; etc.”

pairings: Izuku Midoriya x reader, Momo Yaoyorozu x reader, Denki Kaminari x reader.

synopsis: Members of Class 1-a with a s/o who has a “weak” quirk and is in the support course.

i really enjoyed writing this one, it was fun to figure out which characters would help their s/o and how they’d do it. i think everyone would help to some extent, but i really thought of these three.

izuku midoriya

It’s pretty obvious that he would help you

He’s just so kind, he’d do anything to help!

He might not be good at building support items, but he can analyze quirks

He’d look at different quirks and throw out ideas of support items that could help with said quirk

Most of the time, they’re vv vague, but you manage to make something incredible

He even comes to you when he needs ideas for his own costume

He’ll tell you what he needs, and suggest something simple, and you can usually help greatly

Eventually, he realizes he’s never seen you use your quirk

He knows you’re not quirkless, and a simple question confirmed that

So why don’t you use your quirk?

He tries to figure out how to ask nicely

Eventually just asks you outright

When he finds out that you just… don't find use in your quirk, he’s a bit upset

He asks how your quirk works

Let’s go with anon’s first suggestions: you can make your eyelashes super long

Sometimes you poke yourself in the eyes often, but otherwise it's effortless

Naturally, your eyelashes are very short

For your quirk to work, you need to keep a balanced diet

You eat nutrition rich foods, since your quirk really relies on nutrition

It takes a lot out of you to use your quirk for a long time

You always thought it was stupid that such a worthless power made you so tired

When you demonstrate, you just make them a teensy bit longer

His heart goes doki doki bc u look so pretty

He stutters out that you look so pretty, too

He actually compliments your quirk a lot

Once he gets over the visual appeal, he tries to come up with practical uses

He spends so much time trying to help, it's so sweet

You definitely start to appreciate your quirk a lot more

Eventually, you convince him to stop slaving over trying to find a more practical use for your quirk that isn’t looking pretty

He settles for the fact that he made you like your quirk more

momo yaoyorozu

Girl is so smart

She is smart and you are smart

She would be so supportive of you and your creativity with support items

At first, she’d visit every once in a while and observe

She makes tools you need and hands them to you

Suuuuper helpful about that

Always makes sure you have everything you need xx

Eventually, she comes in one day offering to make parts for you

She spent time researching some of the parts you most often use, and learned to make them!!

So nice!!

She spends so much time figuring out how to make things you need

Even tries to learn how to to copy your support items

Always supplying you with everything you need

She even studies up on how to make support items

Though reading is easier than doing

You end up actually teaching her some basic stuff

She picks it up quickly, and sometimes will help you when you’re tinkering.

Sometimes you make super stupid, joke support items for her

Like an automatic fork machine to feed her

You get a good laugh when she opens the box

She might ask about your quirk, but won’t push if you don't want to answer

When she finds out you have no practical use for your quirk, she nods and backs off

I think she might kinda want to help you with your quirk, but there's not much she can do

I think that as long as you’re content without using your quirk, she is, too

denki kaminari

CEO of ‘what’s this button do?’

I don't know if he’s helpful, per say

But he is certainly supportive!!

And he’s the best test subject

Will literally let you do anything bc he loves you so much

He’ll also power anything you need

Need to power a generator? He’s right there!

Need to power a support item? He’s ready!

Need to charge your phone? He’s already on it

Will try to help you as much as possible with everything

He’s such a simp for you

So whipped

He’ll let you put him into a super suit and break his spine unlike some people

Let’s talk your quirk

Again, we’re gonna take anon’s suggestion (but tweak it a bit)

You can turn your skin into paper

Of course, this makes you super vulnerable 

And when you go back to skin, you’re dry af

So you have to moisturize after using

But you also have to be dry af to use your quirk

It’s a constant battle and you just,,, stopped using your quirk

Plus, you couldn’t even write on it too well

With pencil it hurts

With pen it leaves near permanent marks on your skin afterwards (even if you use washable ink)

It’s just such a hassle

When Denki finds out what your quirk do,,,

“Just use it for notes! Problem solved.”

Sweet, sweet, stupid boy

You can't blame him, he doesn’t know how your quirk works fully

You explain your problems to him and he just,,, ‘oooohhhhhhh, okay!’

He doesn’t really say anything after that? 

He does make more of an effort to help you

Help = use his quirk till he goes stupid

pairings: 2p!america x reader

synopsis: Allen reacting to the TikTok trend snaps with lyrics from Doja Cat's Cyber Sex

note: mentions of NSFW subjects. very vauge, nothing included (the word boner is present)

First off, I don't think he's TikTok illiterate

That said, he's not super trendy

I like to think his feed is full of dumbassery

Every once in a while you might come across some motorcycle videos or car stuff

Mostly dumbassery and memes tho

He hates the little teen kids doing all these annoying trends

Especially the little boys trying to be all tough

He thinks they're posers, they'd probably run at the sight of a little REAL blood

So he probably won't get trends coming through his feed at all (last they be purged)

He gets the first one while he's out and about, either at a meeting or with The Boys™

If you don't live together he's chilling at home

'I wanna touch on you'

What

He's a "Doll I'm always down" kinda guy but this caught him off guard

Especially if you're not the kind of person to typically send him stuff like that

He responds with a blurry pic of his face, angled from his lap, caption is purely ??????

'You see me in my room' 

What x2

He doesn't see you in your room (unless you count the snap), should he?

Might kinda catch on (not to the fact that it's a trend, but that it's 'supposed to be enticing')

He's still kinda confused

If you're a shy person then he'll think it's your attempt at getting a rise out of him

He at least tries this time

The response is a pic of him, leaning on his palm lying on the couch or with his elbow on a table

Caption: 'Go on doll,,,'

'Wish you were here right now's

Ohohoho

That can be arranged

Might find himself getting a little gitty, like, he wants to go see you immediately

Response is a pic of his keys

Caption: 'Anything for you'

'All of the things I'd do'

WOOOOWEEE HERE WE GO

He's fully prepared to drive to you right then

Keys? Check. Clothes? Check. Boner? Check.

Not even seconds after you send it he responds with another blurry pic, this time he's outside

It's captioned 'On my way, doll.'

When he gets to you he finds you laughing hysterically

Kinda disappointed that you didn't mean it, settles for some cuddles

pairings: america x reader, england x reader, france x reader, russia x reader, canada x reader

synopsis: what kind of date would the Allies take you on? (also I didn’t do china, but did do canada. I’m sorry, I can’t write him)

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alfred f. jones

100% would take you on a classic movie date

It’s probably a horror film too

Picks you up and drives you to the theaters

Tickets were already aquired so you just walk straight to get some snacks

Loads up on popcorn, candy, chocolate, ect

Are you looking at xyz snack for too long? He buys two

Gets slushies (or soda if you want, or water)

You’re scared for his bank account (movie theater food is expensive)

It ends up being a bit hard to carry but you both manage

You go to the back of the theater

You share a mega huge container of popcorn

You brush hands like in a cliche movie

Half the popcorn is gone before the movie even starts

He starts off all confident 

“Its not gonna be that scary.”

“If you get scared I’ll protect you”

His brave acts crumbles at the first jumpscare

Lowkey clinging to you

If you’re scared, though, he’ll toughen up on the outside

He’s still a baby though

He’ll protect you as much as he can

Stress eater? Stress eater.

By the time the movie ends he’s calmed a little

Has a death grip on your hand (but not too hard bc he doesn’t wanna hurt you uwu)

Drops you off and probably kisses you on the porch

Overall 10/10 would recomend

arthur kirkland

Hmmmmm

I’m thinking he’d do a nice romantic dinner date

He’d be all gentlemanly

Picks you up at 7

“You look amazing, love.”

He’ll open the car door for you and other little things like that

The restaurant is really fancy but not super snobby

There’s a valet and everything

You end up having a nice table

Its kind of secluded and overlooking the rest of the restaurant

It’s a classic candle-lit dinner

You order and do all that stuff

While you wait for your food you talk

He’s as charming as ever

Compliments compliments compliments

It’s a fairly intellectual conversation

But you also joke around together

Your food comes and you eat

The main draw of this type of date for him is being able to talk to you

He gives you a pretty necklace

It goes by rather quickly :((

He’ll take you to his house afterwards

You continue your date there

OVerall 9/10, nice conversation and atmosphere, not super eventful

francis bonneyfoy

Okokokokok

You’d expect him to also do a cliche dinner date, BUT 

I think he’d take you on a longer date then the rest would

It might not even be considered a date with how extra he is

You’re 100% going to France for this one

I think he’d take you to Disneyland in Paris

Maybe you’d drive, maybe you’d fly on a private jet, same dif

You’d go for Parc Disneyland first

You go to Phantom mannor, tour Sleeping Beauty Castle, go on Big Thunder Mountain, and even Space Mountain.

It’s a fun packed day!

You skip out on the food in Parc Disneyland

“It is nowhere near what you deserve, mon cher!”

(The food isn’t even good anyways)

After the park closes he takes you on a sweet picnic

Has a few candles but most of the light is from the moon

Probably bought you jewelry beforehand and presents it during this time

Loads of delicious, homemade-gourmet French cusine

Wine is a given

He might feed you

He compliments you but in the most extra ways

Makes you blush

Overall 100000/10 take me to Disneyland Paris please

ivan braginsky (baby)

He’s so sweet with his date

Like France, it would be more of a day out--just not as extravagant

It starts off as a simple walk through town

I like the idea of it snowing lightly

It's early mornimg

You’re both wearing coats and gloves, he’s holding your hand

You can’t really see his face, from your angle his scarf covers it

He’ll take you into little shops, if you want something, he’ll buy it for you

Would totally take you into a little clothing shop and buy you your own scarf

It’s probably a bit too big, but it’s the thought that counts

I think you’d mostly be in silence, just enjoying each other’s company

Small talk does occur, but only once in a while

You also window shop a bit, just looking through the big glass panes to see if anything interests you

He’s super considerate

“Are you having fun?”

“Would you like to go inside, любимый?”

“Are you cold, подсолнух?”

He just wants you to be happy

You then go to a small coffee shop

You sit in a corner and have coffe/hot chocolate/tea

I think he's not really a normal coffee kind of guy? Like, if he drinks coffee it's rarely coffe, cream, and sugar

He likes more lattes and macchiatos but doesn't mind a good cup of coffee

He's a huge softie for you

Stares at you across the table but lovingly

Like, he adores you

He can't believe you're his, his little sunflower

Overall 11/10 vv good and sweet

matthew williams

I think it is possible he does something like Russia, an early morning cafe date, but not at a cafe

He takes you to a cute little breakfast place

It has a very welcoming feel from the outside, like you just want to go in as soon as you see it

It's probably cold outside, so when you walk in, the warmth hits you like a freight train

To the far end of the dining area, there's a little fireplace, it's not real but still radiates immense heat

I think he'd take Kumajirou with you unless he wants it to be special or you don't like Kuma you monster

A nice big, cozy booth? Yes, only the best for you bb 

Matthew, in contrast to Russia, likes a good, strong cup of coffe. A nice, simple one; two sugars, cream if he feels like it.

Honestly all these boys spoil you, and Mattie does it with pancakes

The place has some of the best pancakes in Canada, second only to Matthew's own

Everything you want, he'll pay for it

He orders the 'Unlimited Pancake' meal for himself (with unlimited syrup and butter)

He might be sweet but he's not the pancake eating champion for nothing

He thinks you're so amazing

So sweet, kind, mindful, you can see him

Even if that's not how you describe yourself, he makes you out to be an angel

The conversation is never lacking

He's an incredible listener

Baby is so whipped, everyone can see it by the way he hangs onto every syllable that comes out of your mouth

Even though he doesn't talk much, he does ask questions

 "How have you been?"

 "Are the pancakes good?"

"Do you need more syrup?"

When you're finished, he'll pull some strings to get dessert from the dinner menu

He lets you get what you want, but not too much because he cares about your health uwu

You get home and riddle

chapter 2: the final days

pairings: Haikyuu!Various x Reader

synopsis: Y/N spends her final day before school with friends and famiky, she contemplates the changes that will occur no a that she's moved to Miaygi. Y/N finds herself bitter, how will her first day of school go?

          You and Ayame had decided to spend both of your last days before school together. You were going to hang out in the park by your old house. You wanted to spend your last day goofing off with your friend.

You stood by the fountain at the center of the park, waiting for Ayame to show up. As you waited, she ran up behind you and slung and arm over your shoulder.

   “Hey, Y/N/N-chan!” she said. You were relieved at the sound of her voice. It was so stressful, moving so suddenly. You were so happy in Hyōgo, and so set on going to Inarizaki. Now you were in Miyagi, going to Karasuno. 

   “Ayame! It’s great to see you.” You greeted.

   “How’ve ya’ been?” She asked as you began walking.

   “I’ve been doin’ okay, it’s been a bit hard with the move and all.” You said.

   “I get it, how’s the new house?”

           You sighed, your new house was greatly smaller than your last--though it made sense, there were only four people living there. Your room was cramped, it was right on a busy street (making it hard to sleep), and you were still sleeping on the floor. So how was your house? Horrible.

   “It’s different. Kinda cramped.” You said.

   “Yeah… Is it nice, though?” She said.

   “Well, we haven’t fully unpacked yet.” You replied, rubbing your neck and hoping to dodge the question.

   “Right.”

           You walked in silence for a moment longer, though your brain was racing. Being in the park where you practically grew up really reminded you of all the things you were leaving behind. Your childhood home, your old friends and teammates, the park you used to practice in, even your brother’s bakery (though you wouldn’t completely be leaving that behind). It made you upset, you’d have to rebuild every aspect of your life in a new place.

   “-N/N? Ya’ there?” You heard Ayame say, nudging you.

   “Wha- Oh, yeah.”

   “Okay, just making sure, you seemed to get a little spacey.” She said, finally dropping her arm from your shoulder. “So… What d'ya wanna do?

   “I don’t know, what do you wanna do?” You asked

   “I dOn’T kNoW, wHaT dO-” 

   “I get it, I get it.” You said, lightly swatting at Ayame. “Hey, remember that tree from when we were kids?

   “Oh, yeah! Where is it anyway?” Ayame said.

   “You don't remember?” You gasped dramatically.

   “Oh come on, it's been years!” She said, laughing. ‘It has been years, huh?’ You thought. You and Ayame had practically grown up in this park. You were always running around, playing, climbing trees, doing kid stuff. When junior high started you got busier, with volleyball practice and everything. You hadn’t visited the park throughout your entire junior high life. It was so nostalgic being here, it brought back so many memories. You knew for a fact your new home could never compare.

   “-over there!”

   “What?”

   “Y/N/N!” Ayame said, “You’re really spacey, are you okay?”

   “I’m fine, what were you saying?” You asked, waving off her worries.

   “Okay… But I see the old tree.” She said, pointing off in the distance. You spotted it. It had a thick trunk, and the branches made a little nest-like area that you used to sit in all the time. 

   “Well what are we waiting for?” You said, taking a step towards the tree. Ayame took a step. You started walking, then she started walking, then you started running, and Ayame followed suit. It turned into a full on race by the time you got to the tree.

           You both climbed up in the tree, sitting in the little nest you used to sit in. Since you were both older, you found yourself a little cramped. You were laughing and giggling as you both tried to get comfortable. Then Ayame leaned on one specific branch, and you both hear a snap. You stared at each other while Ayame tried to slowly lean off of it, but it completely broke and half her body hung out of the tree, the only thing saving her being you, grabbing her legs.

   “...”

   “...Jesus christ Ayame, are you okay?” You said, having a hard time stopping yourself from laughing.

   “Don't laugh! Help me up!”

           Eventually, you saved Ayame and continued to goof off. You and Ayame bid farewell after a bit, Aiya picking you up and driving you home. 

        Walking in the house, you dodged boxes as you walked to your room.

   “Ah-ah-ah, you’re not locking up in your room again.” A wild Etsu appeared. Etsu said, turning the corner and stopping you. “It’s your last day before school, let’s have some fun!” She dragged you into the backyard. One of the only upgrades to your new house was the large backyard. One corner was taped off, your mother planned to build a zen garden there, with a nice fountain. There was a small uncovered patio, but the rest of the yard was grass.

           She pulled a soccer ball out of a small plastic tote. Walking towards the center of the yard. You stood at the door, staring at your sister. She waved you over, and you slowly walked towards her.

           Sighing, you stood opposite of her as you began passing the ball back and forth. 

   “So, how ya’ liking it here?” She asked, you groaned. Ayame asked basically the same thing--they really are similar, huh?

   “It sucks.” You said. You were seriously upset about having to move. You didn’t want to move at all, and having to change schools? Awful! You really didn’t even want to go to school at Ka-whatever-the-name-is. “I especially hate having to change schools.”

   “C’mon, it's not that bad. I’ve heard Karasuno had a pretty good volleyball team.

   “Male team. I haven't heard anything about the female team.”

   “Tomato, tomato.” She said, kicking the ball past you. You dragged yourself over to it. “C’mon, try harder! You let that slip past you, how are you gonna stop a spike-y thing?” She said.

   “This isn’t even fun, Etsu. Why should I try if we’re just messing around?” Etsu sighed.

   “Putting in 100% of effort at all times will help you improve, even if this is just for fun. If you’re not even trying, how are you gonna get better?”

   “Whatever.” You said, passing it back to her. 

   “Kick with the inside of your foot, not your toes.” She said, you grumbled.

   “I know.”

   “Then why didn’t you do it?” Etsu teased. She knew how to push your buttons.

   “Shut up!” You yelled at her. She laughed. You couldn’t help but smile, even if she annoyed the hell out of you, she was your older sister. She sighed, picking up the ball.

   “Let’s go inside, I think mom’s gonna be home soon.” Etsu said, walking towards the house and tossing the ball back in  the tote. Upon entering, you were met with your mom. She turned to you and smiled.

   “Hey. How was hanging out with Ayame, Y/N?” She asked.

   “Great!” You said, giving her a quick hug before Etsu and Aiya greeted her aswell.

   “That’s nice. Well, I’ll cook and we can eat, yeah?”

           You never realized how annoying alarms were until this morning, being woken up by it for the third time, and all. You fumbled to lightly press the stop button on your alarm (because slamming on it is unrealistic, you don’t want to break it, lest you have to spend your own money on a new one). You looked at the alarm, realising that you would be late. You groaned, maybe snoozing it so much was a bad idea.

           Sitting up, you turned to drop your legs over the edge of your bed, only for your feet to immediately hit the floor and your knees hit your nose. You made an unintelligible noise of annoyance, before getting up, now wide awake. You looked at the alarm, realising that you would be late. You groaned, maybe snoozing it so much would be a bad idea.

           You snatched up your uniform off of a box acting as a table, changing, and grabbing your shoes and bag from your closet. You walked out into the hall and towards the kitchen. Upon entering, you saw Etsu eating at the table and Aiya preparing something on the counter. You assumed your mother was already off to work.

   “Hey, W/N/N (worst nickname, something you hate being called).” Etsu called out.

   “Don’t call me that.” You groaned, sitting next to her. She handed you a slice of milk bread. You stared at her.

   “You’ll be late if you eat a normal breakfast.” Aiya said, handing both you and Etsu a bento. “Just eat it.” You nodded, wondering where they even got the milk bread, and why it was your sisters’ first choice for a quick breakfast.

           You finished the bread, Etsu standing up and handing you a jacket.

   “We should get going.” She said, grabbing her own bag. “Aiya is driving us. ...I guess both of us snoozed a lot, huh?”

   “You two are idiots.” Aiya said, pulling on her blazer. Her hair was in a tight, low bun, glasses resting on her nose. She wore a button up shirt with a pencil skirt and heels--she looked like she was going to work at an office job (even though she was just taking you to school and maybe getting coffee).

Looking at Etsu you took note of how she pulled off the uniform. Her expertly highlighted hair put up in a curled pony-tail. 

You looked at yourself. The uniform was disheveled, and you didn’t even fix your hair. 

   “Come on.” Aiya said, walking towards the front door. You followed her and Etsu, pausing at the doorway. Were you really gonna do this? Walking through that door was like walking into a new life, leaving everything else behind. Were you ready for a new school? For a life you’d probably hate? Were you-

   “W/N/N! Stop stalling!” Etsu snapped you out of your dramatic thoughts, you glared at her.

   “I said don’t call me that!”

Points for Explaination:

pairings: 2p France x reader

synopsis: your boyfriend seemingly forgetting you anniversary is already bad enough, but with him making constant outings through the day, it just fuels your suspicions that somethings up.

Ofc! Sorry for not getting around to this sooner. I love him~ I wasn't sure if you wanted a continuation of my last 2p France scenario so I wrote a different prompt. If you want something different feel free to ask! I had a bit of a hard time with this one, I’m not sure if I’m quite happy with it. It 

       Waking up to an empty house was not pleasant. Especially since your boyfriend, François, was supposed to be lying beside you. You groggily stood, calling out for him before searching the house. He was nowhere to be seen. It’s not like he had a traditional 9-to-5 job, even if he did it was still only Saturday.

       It was upsetting to be alone, where could he have gone? You began making coffee, pondering his sudden disappearance. He could be helping Oliver at the bakery, though you doubt it--he wasn’t fond of being in that overly-pastel cupcake shop for too long. Maybe he’s with Matt? Unlikely, they don’t talk much. Allen? There was no way. Franky was always complaining about Allen calling him a ‘boomer’.

       As you stirred your fresh cup of coffee, you heard the door open and close. You smiled in relief. He’s home. The two familiar arms wrapping you up confirmed it, François had returned.

  “Sorry for leaving you alone, mon cher. I planned to be ‘ome sooner.” He said, releasing you and grabbing his own mug.

  “It’s alright.” you said. As he opened the cabinet you caught sight of a certain mug. It was the one you gave him on your one month anniversary. You then realized it was your official one year anniversary. A year ago today, he gave you a single rose and took you to a cliff to have a picnic, looking over the city lights. You expected him to reach for the mug, but he grabbed the one next to it. “Oh! Happy anniversary!”

  “Hm. Let’s watch a movie.” He said, completely ignoring your statement. You were a bit dumbfounded as he walked off with his coffee. Did he just… ignore your anniversary reminder?I

       You ended up watching a crappy romance movie, your legs on his lap as he sat angled towards you. You couldn’t help but notice how he checked his phone often, as if waiting for something. He seemed restless, often looking towards the clock by the front door.

       You inhaled softly, excusing yourself to the bathroom. Once in, you only stared at yourself in the mirror. Why is acting like this? Today was supposed to be special. You wanted to make him a wonderful breakfast, his absence in the morning and wish to watch a movie ruined that. You’d also be lying if you said you weren't selfishly wishing for him to take you out on a nice dinner. Would those wishes be unfulfilled?

       You then walked back out, only to see an empty living room and the door swinging closed. You stood in shock. Exhaling softly you decided to get some things done around the house you had been putting off; laundry, dishes, and other ends-n-odds.

       Dragging a laundry basket up from the garage, you continued to wonder where Francois went. You were out of excuses for yourself. What if he went back? It was no secret that he was once quite the playboy. Did he go back to his old ways? You dismissed the thought, you had faith in Francois. After past relationships failing due to lack of trust, you felt the need to trust him--it made you feel guilty to even mildly question his faithfulness.

       As soon as you entered your bedroom and began folding, the door opened and closed swiftly. You snapped your head towards the door of the bedroom. Walking out you scanned the living room for him--he was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly Francois emerged from behind you, placing his hand on the small of your back. You jumped slightly before turning around to come face to face with him. You sighed in relief.

       As the day went on, Francois seemed to be staying home. He also seemed to have forgotten about your anniversary. You were distraught, though you didn't show it. It was upsetting. Maybe you were being selfish for expecting something big from him, maybe just spending time with you was your anniversary gift.

       And then he set off again. At least he said goodbye this time before leaving. You were sat on the couch, a random T.V. show playing in the background. You were still thinking about why he would be leaving so much, why he’s always checking his phone, why has he seemed so reserved?

       Finally, after episodes and episodes of waiting, he finally pulled back into the driveway. As he entered he finally looked you straight in the eyes. You were visibly upset. He walked over slowly.

   “Francois?” You asked, hesitantly.

   “Hm?” He said, sitting next to you on the couch.

   “Where have you been?”

       He swept you up into his own truck. It smelled good in his car, almost like food. He drove up a very familiar path, you recognized where you were going and suddenly felt dumb. The outings? The smell in his truck? The destination? He wasn’t ignoring your anniversary, he was preparing for it.

       As soon as the car stopped you looked at him. He looked back with admiration, pulling the keys out of the ignition and opening his door. You got out too, immediately looking at the view. This was the place he took you on your first date, it was a picnic over the city, right on a cliff.

       Francois pulled out a few baskets, most likely of food. There was a classic white and red picnic blanket sitting on one, you pulled it off the basket and laid it out, he set the baskets down. You both sat as he set up wine glasses and pulled out food. He had prepared a nice spread of food and a chocolate cake. As he finished setting up, he suddenly remembered something.

  “One more zhing…” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box.

parings: 2p America x fem!australian!reader

synopsis: 2p America with a female reader who is Australian and owns many dangerous pets

Ofc, this was a fun ask! Thank you for the compliment anon~

This man...

I feel like with certain things he'd love it but with others he's more

 "Fuck this shit, I'm out."

 If you owned a lot of snakes I think he'd like that

I just think Al is a snake type of guy

Probably thought they were so cool as a kid

Grew up to be a 6'4" gangster who still gets excited over a danger noodle

 100% would spend time with your snake(s)

They'd become friends

Would cuddle with you while a snake slithers around you both

Crocodiles are... Different

He's freaking. Out.

Not exactly in a good way.

No matter how tough he is he's gonna jump like a little girl who was a mouse once he sees the crocodile just hangin in your backyard

The crocodiles mildly annoyed but doesn't care enough

I feel like he'd go outside (eventually) 

He'd keep his distance for a bit

If you're lucky he'll go within 6ft of it

If he touches it it might make a weak attempt at biting him (not seriously, more to scare)

He'd screech

You come out and he plays it cool

 "Damn doll, did ya' head that... That bird? Yeah.... You look hella nice today-"

Spiders....

I don't think he'd have much of a reaction?

Like, cool, also gross, but eh

I think he's mildly creeped about it but also not afraid to touch them if allowed

Probably has a favorite spider

If spiders escape he'll be kinda on edge

But he'll also help you find them since he's nice like that

I think that overall he just thinks you're badass

pairings: 2p France x reader

synopsis: dinner time is always interesting with Franky, especially when it comes to cooking.

I chose to write a fluffy scenario w/ a hint of angst since you didn't specify. If you want something else I'd be happy to also write that! God I love 2p France.

        You always enjoyed cooking with François. It was most certainly always a good time, whether the event turned out more romantic or comical, you just enjoyed being with him.

        Franky was a bit different. He wasn't overly fond of cooking (no matter how good he was at it), but he accepted the suffering to be with you.

        François was... A tough cookie to crack. He was most certainly not the type to be in a relationship, he barely even was seen with the same girl twice. He drank and smoked and was mean. Maybe that's why you fell in love. Because you were young and wide-eyed and he was a heartthrob. Even with that tough exterior, scruffy 'beard', stringy hair, and inflection in his voice that was a tell-tale to his nicotine habits, he was still attractive.

        You were young and had the ideology, that "oh, I can change him!" mentality. You were naive, and anyone who watched you, a bunny, approach the big bad wolf knew you were doomed.

        But then you weren't. You succeeded like a main character in a fanfiction: you tamed the beast. Even be was surprised. A bright-eyed girl suddenly captivated him?

        He was not the type for love. He was nearly the personification of lust. He had a reputation, a following of girls he had used and disposed of, a severed connection from his heart. You were the one to ruin that for him, you crashed into his world, swooped him up, and stole his heart.

        And now here he was, in a penthouse apartmemt, cooking with you while some classic French music playing in the backround. The smell of reducing wine filled the kitchen as you twirled around, grabbing this and that while he chopped miscellaneous ingredients.

        Humming and swinging your hips at the stove, stirring the boiling-hot wine you glanced behind you. While you could only see his back you knew he was a different man than the one you first met.

        When you first saw him, though his shoulders broad, he had a hunch and seemed a bit skinny for his height. Now, his back was filled out with muscles and his arms beefy (to an extent). His pale sweater was rolled up to his elbows. His hair seemed nearly silky as it framed the back of his head, his bangs clipped up as half of his hair was in a small ponytail.

        Turning back to the stove you continued minding your buisiness. It startled you when two arms snaked around your waist, one reaching out to pour even more wine in the pot.

   "Franky!"

   "I 'ave to get my fix, mon cher." Even his voice was different. It wasn't so strained and rough, though it still held its original glory. He still sounded like he smoked 5 packs a day, but that was an improvement.

        You merely laughed in response, him kissing your neck.

   "I'm taking a smoke break." He announced, reluctantly letting you to as he headed towards the balcony. You continued cooking.

        As he stood on the balcony, hunched over the railing, François contemplated you. He loved you, no doubt. You helped him change, you got him away from the brothel lined streets he lived on, sweeping him to health and love. But he also couldn't help but feel that he was becoming him. You didn't know him, so it wasn't an attempt to make François like him, but still... 

        Even if it meant becoming the person he despised most, François would do anything to be with you.

        Flicking his half smoked cigarette off the balcony he once more entered the penthouse. You were in the dining room, just finishing up with setting the table for two. You smiled at him, he smiled back. The softness in his eyes was a sight to behold as he wrapped you up in his arms.

pairings: midoriya x reader, bakugo x reader

synopsis: midoriya and bakugo with a sweet s/o who adores them and is very vocal about it.

yo, baukugo's is trash though, I can't write him well

midoriya izuku

Honestly the color "Crimson HEX #B80FOA RGB 184, 15, 10" is jealous of him

 He's so flustered about it

Your basic attention already makes him squirm but your constant affectionate words and compliments turn him into a ticking time bomb

He's so whipped for you

Your compliments get him the most

You think he's absolutely amazing, in your eyes he's already #1

And you tell him. All the time

 "Izuku, you're my number one hero!"

 Cue a trip to Recovery Girl because he is ON FIRE

You give him a huge confidence boost, plus it also makes him feel so loved

He tries his best to respond well but it hardly works out

"T-t-th-th-tha-than-anks, you- you t-too-oo?"

As time goes you can tell he's getting better

'I love you's are a similar thing

He gets flustered

You???

Love him???

And you're telling him???

deku.exe has shut down

He adapts a little quicker to this

The only reason is that he went into extensive research to come to the conclusion he has one God damn idea what he's doing

He figured out it was normal, it became natural

Overall, though awkward as a monkey in Antarctica, he appreciates it

He adores you just as much

bakugō katsuki

HNNFDJSIAIOKAKJA

Asshole

I don't know if he necessarily likes it

In fact, it might annoy him in the beginning

He'd just brush you off with a 'yeah, yeah, whatever' and go about his day

It was horrible for you

You were upset

He saw this, and since he's not a total asshole tried to figure out what's wrong

Came to the conclusion that he "won't accept my love"

Called you dumbass 

I think he's not so outright verbal with his love so it took getting used to

Eventually your compliments became normal to him

It didn't affect him

On the outside

Inside he got a "stupid bubbly feeling" in his gut when you complimented him

Yeah you feed his ego sorry

Along with him getting used to your love language, you got used to his

He's more non-verbal, and when he's verbal it's not straight up

You gotta look deep into the meaning of his words

To anyone on the outside it looks like Bakugō insults you and you smile

But it's not that

Sometimes, he'll tell you outright something

Like when you're alone together, he'll whisper now much he loves you, that you're beautiful

But you know to say thank you and leave it instead of teasing him

pairings: 2p Canada x reader

synopsis: 2p Canada with a tall fem!reader.

Ofc! Thanks for being my first request, anon! You're amazing! ❤❤

Let's be honest here

You're still either shorter or the same height

Even if you're not his big frame still makes it seem that way

I don't see Matt as having any real physical preferences

All he wants is an s/o who respects his boundaries and isn't annoying (like his brother)

But I do see him finding some upsides to having a tall gf 👀

I think he likes the fact that you're not super small, but that he can protect you still

Plus he won't have to break his back to kiss you

No matter what, cuddles are #1

Matt has a hard time verbally expressing his emotions so he uses non-verbal routes like cuddling, expressive looks, etc.

He likes being the big spoon

He loves that your long legs can tangle with his, it makes him feel closer to you

Also probably likes you having your chin on his head while he cuddles into your neck

His scruff feels weird

He actually likes making forts in his cabin's living space to lay with you in

The T.V. is just visible but you most likely fall asleep in his arms with Kuma at your feet

He likes cooking with you

It's a huge upside to him that you can reach things up high for him while he's occupied with tending to the stove

Takes you on walks

Luckily, you can keep up, another advantage

Once he took you to a cliffside in his truck

You ended up in the backseat talking about life or something

When you go out he doesn't have to worry too much about losing you in a crowd

You probably peek juuuuuust out over top of the sea of people

You def have matching beanies to make it easier

He takes you out to cafe dates once in a while

He thinks the way you fold your legs up in the booth seat is cute

Honestly he's just a big teddy bear for you

No matter what he's there for you 

If you ever get insecure he'll help you best be can

He's not the best with words of comfort but he'll end up cuddling you on the couch and awkwardly mumbling everything he loves about you

pairings: america x reader, prussia x reader, denmark x reader

synopsis: The Boys™ winning you a prize at a carnival game.

finally some hetalia content

alfred f. jones 

This- hhhhhh

First of all its a classic "throw-the-ball-at-these-weighted-metal-milk-bottles-for-a-stuffed-animal" game

And you know this man has skill 1000 with these

PLease, every single person who ran a stand like this and was unfortunate enough to get him as a customer still has nightmares

He will destroy this game

Alfred could single handedly clean out the entire prize pool by himself

So it's no surprise when he drags you to this stand, several stuffed animals already in your arms

The vendor-dude-thing is a little intimidated by Al's prizes

Al pays

And then the carnival barker does

Alfred pulls back full-on professional baseball player style and RAMS that ball through those milk jars

The carnival barker is confused (especially since those cups were very heavy and that ball was plastic)

Al smiles innocently and you point at the giant dog stuffy

You weren't allowed back

gilbert beilschmidt,

A little less op

One of those "which-ever-poster-your-dart-lands-on-you-win" games

He's pretty good

After years of bad hopping he's learnt a thing or two

Gil pqys, you point out the posters you want.

The first was close to you, on a wall next to him, so close he could just grin at you while he stuck the dart in manually

The girl running the stand laughed

The second was dead center on the wall, so he took a shot and ended up hitting the poster easily

Then last one

Oh the last one

He conveniently missed, hitting the poster beside it (surprise, it was a girl in a bikini)

You slapped him arm and he laughed, paying for a last round of darts

He ended up getting your last posted and two car posters

He didn't take the bikini poster

matthias kholer

He's a lot more fun with it

It's probably a "shoot-water-into-clowns-mouth-game"

He makes you do it with him, says it's more fun like that

You get ready, childish competitiveness taking over both of you

He lets you win

You know he let you win, but still run it in his face

You get a prize for him, and suddenly he wants to play again

He goes back up while you hold his new stuffed Minecraft wolf

He wins so fast, so easily

You were kinda shocked, you knew he was probably good but not this good 👀

He gets you the biggest stuffed bear you had ever seen before

Probably steals it at some point to annoy Lukas

Feel free to slide in my inbox with an ask! Be as detailed or brief as you want. I accept scenario requests, drabble reqs, hc, and oneshots. I won't do like full on fics though. You could even hit me up just to talk!

Refer to the rules before asking. If the rules are broken the request will be denied. I'll inform you if this happens so you can request something else or a different version. I'll also tell you if there's anything that comes up that I won't write.

pairings: nishinoya x tall!fem!reader

synopsis: nishinoya with a female s/o who is taller than him (pretty self explanatory!).

dedicated to: @ccreamii​

bc tall girls need love in this fandom, you absolute goddesses

Mixed Feelings™

He likes that you're taller, he thinks it cool!

But also he's a lil upset? Not with you, ofc!

And let's be honest, you're not that much taller.

Hes like, 5'2-5'3, maybe taller

You're not that much taller, right?

...

You dwarf him. He's like a little gremlin next to you.

Ofc, no one would say that to his face

He's mildly insecure that his girlfriend is taller

But let's get on with it

He loves your height

It's amazing

Plus he adores your legs, they're so long and pretty!

He likes that you can hold your own even if it's not on purpose

You intimidate people even if you don't mean to

It kinda makes him upset, he says it's because "he can't protect you well"

But honestly? He's like a feral chihuahua, with him by your side you're assured to be left alone (for the most part)

He likes cuddling with you

Mostly because he gets to be the big spoon sometimes and it makes him feel good

He's down for being the little spoon

May or may not lay on top of you snuggled up into your chest

He will compliment you

A lot

Are you insecure about your height? Feral simp has you covered!

He could find so many things he loves about you

Totally would break his neck just to look you in the eyes and tell you you're beautiful

 "Y/N! You're so beautiful" simp

 " Yū, you're gonna break your neck. "

Hhhhh he's such a simp

He also likes that you can reach stuff up high

He used to climb on the counters to get to that one cabinet but cLIMB NO MORE

Speaking of climbing, let's talk piggy back rides

It would be sensible for you to give him piggy back rides but nOoOOoO 

His ego is too delicate for that

So he ends up trying to give you them, breaking his back just to pick you up

You can't stop him, he's dedicated

A little random but if you lived together he'd totally dance with you in the kitchen while you cook

Sure, it's awkward when he tries to twirl you and you have to bend down but it's so sweet

100% has cheesy romantic music in the background

You burnt the food

All in all I think he'd love a tall s/o. Honestly I don't think he cares how tall you are, he'll simp 

You could be 8ft tall and you'd still be his baby

pairings: bokuto x reader, ushijima x reader

synopsis: Bokuto and Ushijima (separately) with a sweet s/o who adores them and is very vocal with it.

bokuto kōtarō

HNNNNGGGGG

Your love gives him life

He adores you too!!!

Your compliments are always welcomed, and most certainly returned

Every time you tell him something you love about him he goes OKSMSJWUSHSHABM 

His heart bursts a phat uwu 

Tell him you think his spikes are awesome and watch him explode in happiness

Your compliments can get him out of emo mode™, but a lack of them puts him into it

Have you not complimented him at least once today? Emo mode™ activate

Of course, it's always returned!

He could write a 40 page essay on how much he loves you (if he could sit still long enough)

His favorite thing to do is cuddle you and run his hands through your hair while he drones on about everything that's perfect about you

He says he's lucky to have you (you argue it's the other way)

Your smile is his favorite. It's so kind and genuine, he can't help but love it!!

If you tell him you love him often, WHHOOOOWEEEE

He will flip

In fact he did flip, the first time you told him you loved him he wouldn't shut up about how much he loves you (not that you wanted him to)

Even just the non-verbal stuff makes him feel so fluffy and loved

If he catches you staring at him a admiration prepare to be hugged near to death

Obviously, he makes you feel just as loved!

You're such a sweet couple that it makes other people's teeth hurt

ushijima wakatoshi

He's kinda oblivious?

Like, when you compliment him he knows you mean it but he doesn't know how much you mean it?

It does make him feel good inside though, and he always compliments back!

With how random your compliments are it sometimes catches him off guard

 "You're really pretty, Toshi."

Cue confused appreciation

He says thank you and you too but he's also like

Pretty???

How am I pretty, Y/N?

He's way more subtle about his love for you

He makes sure you know he loves you just as much, but it's different

Yes, he's just as blunt, but differently than you

There's also a lot more non-verbal from him

'I love you's are tossed around so often

You say it, he says it back, and so on.

 "-no I love you the mostest!"

 " Y/N, why are having this conversation? I love you."

Over time he'll start to get used to the constant admiration

It makes him feel happy

He smiles--smiles

You're his baby, he loves you just as much

He starts understanding how much you actually mean it

Chapter 1: defeat

pairings: Haikyuu!Various x Reader

synopsis: The L/Ns are an athletic family of eight, seven children and a single mother. When the youngest of the bunch, Y/N, lost her last junior high match, she took comfort in knowing it wouldn't be the last time she played with some of her teammates--after all, she would be going to the same high school as them. When her mother gets a job opportunity in Miyagi, moving the family, it only pours salt into her wounds. Eventually, she joins the girl's team at Karasuno high, and meets many new people. Will the friends she makes turn around her bitter outlook on high school?

please note that I have no knowledge of volleyball beyond Haikyuu!

        It was an intense match, your team one point behind your opponents. The first set was taken by your opponents, and fairly quickly, it no doubt stepped on your team’s confidence. The second set was taken by your team, raising hope for you. The final set was heated, both teams desperate to win and make it to the finals of the tournament. 

        As your competitors served, you were fairly quick to receive. In your attempt to send it towards your team’s setter, you realized you underestimated the distance, causing your setter to have to step a bit away from the net.

   “Sorry!” You yelled out, watching intently as your setter sent the ball towards your team captain. Even though the blockers were a bit late, your opponent’s libero saved the ball. 

   “Don't mind!”

        You got prepared to have to receive a spike, in case your blockers failed, watching the ball closely as it left the opposing setter’s hands. As the spiker broke through your team’s block, you dove for the ball, another teammate approaching from the opposite side. You stretched your hand out as far as you could, but still you watched as the ball slammed against the hardwood in front of you.

        You heard as the crowd erupted, your competitors cheering, too. You stayed on the ground for a moment in shame, feeling as if it was your fault that your team lost the last match of junior high. You were, after all, a libero. The whole point of your position was to receive--defend, even--but you could barely do that. Curse your non-existent instincts!

        You finally stood, dusting yourself off as you walked towards your team. You all stood in a circle around your coach, several of you crying. Most all of you hung your heads. Your coach consoled you, making a speech about how she’ll miss you, and that it was an honour to be a part of your athletic lives.

        Eventually, your team finally was finished mulling your loss over. You turned towards your opponents. They looked smug, you scowled. 

        The drive home with your family was deafeningly silent. It was quite late outside, the street lights illuminating the roada. You sat in the passenger seat, your mother driving. Behind you, one of your brothers and two of your sisters sat in the backseat. The only light inside the car was your brother’s phone as he scrolled through some sort of social media.

        You sniffled, looking out the window. Your mother patted your arm softly, glancing over as she tried to comfort you. Your mother was always the nicest woman, always making sure you and your siblings were well taken care of. Even though she was the mother of seven, she never once neglected any of you; even though she worked hard, she always made time.

        Speaking of your siblings, you were the youngest. You had six other siblings, most half siblings (your mother went through three marriages, you and two others being the result of her latest affair).

        The oldest was Hana. She was well out of highschool and had a career, she worked fairly far away, in Tokyo. She was always the most mature and strongest. Your mother might have been a bit of a push over, but Hana was firm--nothing would get past her.

        Next was Ezume. He was in college, he wanted to be an environmental engineer. He, though the eldest boy, was rather immature. It seemed that the only things he was serious about were family and his school life.

        After him was Hiroki, another boy. Hiroki was a rather neutral person, he was fairly mature and could come off as icy. He owned a cafe near to your home, living with your family still (though he was looking for a new home--not that he’d tell you).

        Then there was Kaori. He was the most mature son your mother had, and was rather motherly. In highschool he was a bit of a bully, but he turned his life around and now runs a cafe with Hiroki--he was the pastry chef. He became a rather sweet person, and his treats were even sweeter.

        After Kaori there was Aiya. She was from the same father as you. She was a scholar, taking after your father. She was hoping to become a Lawyer, she always had a taste for justice and loved helping people. She was fresh out of high school, and couldn’t wait to move--she was actually rather rebellious, and hated living in a house with so many people.

        Lastly was Etsu, a sports genius and another one of your full siblings. She played soccer and was very naturally athletic, she had incredible speed, agility, and instincts, and was very eligible to go to the biggest soccer tournaments you could imagine.

        Hiroki, Aiya, and Etsu were the ones who came to support you in the tournament. Your other siblings were back at your house. Hiroki and Kaori were probably making dinner, and Hana and Ezume were still settling in--they had traveled quite far to visit.

        Your mother pulled up to your home, and you immediately hopped out, making a beeline straight for the door. Upon entering, you immediately smelled the incredible meal your brothers were making.

   “Y/N/N! How was the tourna-” Kaori began, taking off a pink oven mitt and setting it aside. You hummed before he finished his sentence, heading towards your room. You were sad and in the mood to mope--you still couldn’t help but feel it was your fault you lost.

        You burrowed into your blankets, sitting quietly for a moment. You were taken back to after the match.

        You and your team were in the halls for a quick rest before leaving. A few of your teammates were quite sad, others mad. You and your closest friend, Ayame, were sitting against a wall, a bit secluded from the rest of your team. The silence was deafening, you looked at your feet as you stretched them out in front of you.

   “I- ...I’m sorry.”

   “Why are you sorry?” Ayame asked. She looked at you with a questioning gaze.

   “I couldn’t- I just- I couldn’t save it…” You said. A lump formed in your throat, you felt on the verge of tears.

   “What? It’s not your fault! Don’t blame yourself for-”

   “No! I couldn’t do it, I just wasn’t fast enough. If I had just had a better reaction time I could’ve saved it and them we might’ve-” You cut yourself off with a sob, tears beggining to leak. You buried your face in your hands, elbows resting on your thighs.

   “Please, Y/N-chan, it’s not your fault, don't blame yourself! It wasn’t anyone’s fault that we lost, we lost as a team--a unit.” Ayame said, stroking your back comfortingly. “Please don’t undersell your skills, either, you’re very talented!” 

   “But not talented enough…”

   “Y/N-chan, I’m not gonna listen to you bash yourself. If you’re done with that then we can continue talking.”

        You both sat for a moment, you calming yourself, and Ayame rubbing your back. You finally settled your emotions, pulling your face out of your hands as you wiped away any tears left.

   “It’s not like it’s your last game, right? It’s not like its OUR last game! We still have highschool to look forward to!”

   “Yeah!” You laughed. It comforted you a bit knowing that you would get to play with some of your teammates again--especially with Ayame.

        Dinner was rather quiet as you picked at your food. It wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable, but it certainly was not pleasing. Sometimes silence was nice, now was not one of those times. Hana seemed to pick up on your mood, breaking the silence, 

   "Y/N? What’s wrong, you usually love sapporo ramen.” Hana asked, “I didn’t come home just to see that you’re starving yourself.” She joked. You sighed, staying silent.

   “So… I assume it didn't go over well?” Ezume asked, your mother smacked him on his head, as she was sitting right next to him. You snorted. Didn’t go well was an understatement.

        You continued moving around your noodles mindlessly, it was probably cold by now anyways. You looked around the table, your siblings were eating, but your mother was staring at you. You looked back, looked away, and looked back. Finally, your mother placed her chopsticks down,

   “I have good news!” She announced, pulling attention towards her. Hana smiled knowingly. “I was offered a new job opportunity--a promotion!”

   “That’s wonderful!” Hana said.

   “Great job!” Kaori announced.

   “Nice!” “Hm.” “Wow!”

   “Huh.. Cool.” You said, looking back down.

   “Tell them the other stuff!” Hana said.

   “It’s in a whole new office, one over in Miyagi-” you froze.

   “Miyagi? Isn’t that… well, isn’t that pretty far?” Your mother smiled at your comment.

   “Well! It would be, but luckily I’ve found us a nice home over there!” You nearly dropped your chopsticks.

   “Wait, what?” You questioned, “We- Moving?”

   “Yes…” You furrowed your brows. Kaori began grabbing up your bowls, ushering your other siblings out of the room.

   “What about Hiroki and Kaori? Isn’t that pretty far to drive for the cafe?”

   “...About that… Your brothers have decided to move closer to the cafe, they won't be living with us.” Your mother informed. You gaped at her, scowling. It was a face off. Your sweet tempered mother on one side, and you on the other.

   “No way! They can’t- You can’t- What about-”

   “Y/N, I know this might be a bit hard to adapt to but it’s best for all of us-”

   “What about me? I have plans to go to highschool here. Am I going to have to travel that far?”

   “Of course not!” She assured you. Part of you was relieved, the other half knew what was coming. “You’ll be going to a new school”.

        You dialed a number quickly, tears dripping onto your blankets. The phone rang a bit, and the answering machine came up. You rang again, and finally the person you were calling answered.

   “Y/N? It’s so late, what are you doing up?” The voice called out groggily.