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I've been writing my fiction "Echoes of us" where Satoru is the ex-husband of our dear main character, and it's got me thinking just how badly he plays the title of being an ex-husband while still being in love with mc!

So! I present.. Satoru "a divorce can't stop me" Gojo!

Echoes Of Us Ex-husband Satoru who married you at 21 under orders of the higher-ups and accidentally fell in love with you despite the arrangement.

Then husband Satoru who drove you away for years because of the trauma he had caused you and then had to go and bring you back.

When almost-Ex-husband Satoru received the divorce papers... He nearly lost his mind (he knew this was coming) — yet signed them anyways to make you happy, to set you free from the expectations of the elders.

Ex-husband Satoru who still has the habit of calling you pet-names or his wife, even after the divorce despite you acting like you hate his guts and even calling him by his family name even though carried it yourself as your own last name for the 6 years of your matrimony.

Ex-husband Satoru who is still possessive over you after the separation —

Cornering you in halls and confronting you about talking with another man (even if you looked uninterested throughout the whole talk).

Defending you Infront of jealous women and almost beating up his best friend when he tries to court you!

Saying that you shouldn't waste your time with such incompetent men when you have him in all of his glory.

Obviously ignoring that you are free to do whatever you want now that you had no ring on your finger.

Obsessed Ex-husband Satoru daydreams about you day and night, so much that he annoys you anytime he can just for the sake of being around you since he knows you can't stand him and his childishness.

Ex-husband Satoru who blurs the lines of being ex-lovers with you without a care in the world.

Sleeping over in your bed, stealing kisses from you, profusely confessing his love over and over— all in hopes of you taking him back.

Selfish Ex-husband Satoru that cried over and over for you to not love anyone else, who practically begged on his knees for you to never forget him and never move onto someone else..

Still madly in love ex-husband Satoru who will and would do anything for you to choose him, accept him in your life again and marry him under your terms because he knows you still love him as much as he loves you (he secretly loves you a lot more anyway).

You’re on your period

Part two

W/ Bokuto, Oikawa, and Iwaizumi

Texting them while you’re on your period

EXTRA — Fluff, crack, established relationships

Part one here

A STUDY IN PROXIMITY - matsukawa issei x f!reader

she carries everything with ease on the way out. it's the having to put it all down that gets her.

warnings/tags: smau, post-grad au, roommates to lovers, comedy, angst, references to emotional abuse and abusive relationships, stalking/harassment, alcohol, smoking, kys jokes, eventual mature themes, found family, pining&yearning

TAGLIST- open! comment/send ask to be added :))

EXTRAS - moodboard | playlist

PROLOGUE

0.1 - ethics committee watchlist | 0.2 - oikawa stop renaming this

ACT I

1.1 - panic buffering | a new arrival and an aborted car chase

1.2 - i've moved in with mormons | there's a bomb in my car strict recylcing policy

1.3 - the concentrate debacle | caffeine poisoning and comfort tea

1.4 - support delegation | a man is trapped at the library and must be lured out

1.5 - crossover episode | everyone's drunk. that's it that's the chapter

iwaizumi hajime x reader; where you ask your coworker “what are we?” mid-makeout session

excitement rushes through your body as you hear the familiar click! of the lock behind you, while strong arms feel you up and pull you close.

“i missed you, you know that, right?” iwaizumi tells you, as he starts trailing down your neck. “why have you been avoiding me all day?”

“avoiding you?” you ask with a smile, leaning your head a bit to the side to give him more room to kiss the particular spot you like. “we’re at work, hajime.” your job requires notetaking, bringing water bottles, coordinating players’ schedules, etc… while his requires training, physical therapy appointments, and individualized meetings with players. other than both jobs relating to the team, there wasn’t that much intersect that justified meeting in the storage closet this often.

“so?” he hums, breath catching in your throat while he trails his fingers beneath your work blouse. “doesn’t stop this from happening.”

miya atsumu x reader ; fluff

atsumu is currently sitting on your bedroom floor at 11:30 PM, wearing a pair of hideous yellow sweatpants and a backwards cap, entirely focused on a bowl of dry cereal. he’s supposed to be helping you set up a tripod for a media project, but instead, he’s been complaining about his brother osamu’s latest recipe for twenty minutes.

​“i’m tellin’ ya, y/n, he puts too much ginger in the pork. it’s unscientific!” he whines, his thick kansai dialect bouncing loudly off your walls.

​“atsumu, shut up for a second. i think the camera is already broadcasting a test signal,” you say, leaning over your desk to check the laptop interface.

​“let ‘em watch! the world needs to know the truth about—” he cuts himself off, leaning forward until his face is inches from your shoulder to look at the screen. his golden hair brushes against your cheek, and he smells like the mint gum he always chews after practice.

​suddenly, the chat box on the side of the screen starts moving at a terrifying, unreadable speed. thousands of fans have flooded the test link, and the comments are entirely uniform:

@ yunn13ie: ​WHO IS THAT WITH ATSUMU?!

@ oikyawa: ​are they dating?!

@ milkbread11: ​look at how he’s looking at them!

​atsumu reads the comments. the loud, arrogant, show-off setter completely vanishes. his jaw drops open, his eyes widening into two massive, panicked circles. a violent, deep crimson flush floods his face, starting at his throat and spreading all the way to the tips of his bleached ears. he scrambles backward so fast his elbow hits your desk lamp, sending it rattling against the wood.

​“turn it off! turn it off right now, y/n!” he barks out in a harsh, high-pitched panic, his hands flying up to cover his burning face as he tries to hide behind your laundry basket.

​“atsumu, it’s just a test—”

​“they’re askin’ if we’re married!” he squeaks through his fingers, his shoulders hunching up defensively as he peeks out at you, his chest rising and falling in heavy, stressed breaths. “my… my reputation is at stake here! and besides… if people start thinkin’ you’re my partner, i won’t be able to ask ya out properly without a bunch of reporters followin’ us! shut it down!”

n: here u go, cass 🤔🤔 @imallamaninjaistg

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childhoodfriend!ushijima who first saw you when your family moved into the house across from his. he watched as you helped carry a box inside your new home, laughing out loud at something your parents said

childhoodfriend!ushijima who was formally introduced to you when his parents invited your family for dinner one random night. he awkwardly shook your hand after you had announced to the whole room about being his new friend

childhoodfriend!ushijima who was dragged along with whatever shenanigans you wanted from that day forward. bug-catching? he was there holding the bucket. climbing trees? he was ready to catch you fall. sneaking out to buy a snack? he was somehow the one ordering

childhoodfriend!ushijima who then dragged you along to his dad's volleyball practice. he'd watch you attempt to receive the ball, only to have it bounce on your face. he was worried you'd cry from the pain, but surprisingly, you only grinned. he still threw a silent tantrum, however, when you didn't share his level of enthusiasm about volleyball

childhoodfriend!ushijima who appreciated your presence at his games. he'd listen to your cheers—specifically just for him—before throwing the ball upwards for his killer serves. he couldn't hide his satisfaction whenever you'd yell, "no touch ace wakatoshi!" for the whole court to hear

childhoodfriend!ushijima who does not deny liking you when tendou teased him. he does indeed like you—you were his childhood best friend, so why wouldn't he like you? when he said this to tendou, he got laughed at, much to his confusion

childhoodfriend!ushijima who was always by your side during break, lunch, and after practise. he walked you to your classroom before he went to his, waited for you outside your room for lunch, and reserved a spot for you in the gym to watch him train (even when coach washijou forbade it)

childhoodfriend!ushijima who sometimes wonder why his heart beats faster when you smile than when he's on his fifth lap around the campus. he didn't understand why his face always felt warm whenever you hold his hand or lay your head on his shoulder. he consulted tendou about his cardiovascular worries, only to be laughed at his face again

childhoodfriend!ushijima who connected the dots after seeing you do a poor attempt at a jump serve. he watched you hide your face in embarrassment and felt his heart spike when you complimented him as a top ace of japan. well, tendou also helped when he straight-up said his crush on you was obvious to everyone except the two of you (he tried to deny it at first, but tendou was seriously at his wit's end)

childhoodfriend!ushijima who didn't wait for any opportunity to confess. he did so while walking you back to your dorm building. he'd admit that it was unromantic of him to just plainly admit he liked you and wanted to pursue a romantic relationship via a formal courtship, but all that mattered was that you agreed

childhoodfriend!ushijima who still acted like nothing had changed—except for the fact that there was a romantic undertone to everything he does to you. suddenly, he was more expressive, wishing you good luck on every little thing and complimenting you in the most random way possible. tendou chastised him, but he couldn't think of why saying "i see you grew a few centimetres taller," was wrong

childhoodfriend!ushijima who nearly teared up when you accepted him as your boyfriend. he felt his heart stop at the word "yes," before he had engulfed you in a hug. he didn't even realise he had hugged you. he had a small, genuine smile on his face as he promised to treasure you for as long as he'd live. you called him dramatic, but he pointed out the obvious flush on your face and the massive smile on your lips

Oikawa who thinks that you’re just another run-of-the-mill fangirl trying to get close to him. You’re sweet, but not outright flirtatious. He thinks you’re in for the long game, but he’s dealt with these tactics before.

Oikawa who keeps you at an arms length until he sees you actually want to be his friend. He notices that you treat him as you would Hanamaki or Matsukawa. You make the effort to get to know him instead of his fake personality.

Oikawa who notices you get antsy whenever Iwa comes around. He figures you’re scared of him because he’s always mad. You wouldn’t be the first.

Oikawa who notices that you ask a lot of questions about Iwa.

Oikawa who comes to crave your presence. You don’t take him seriously and you don’t put him on a pedestal. He can just be himself

Oikawa who tries to work his charms on you and finds that you’re immune. You roll your eyes and shove him, thinking that he’s messing with you.

Oikawa who invites you to a group hangout. When he goes to leave with you, you wave him off saying you’ll stay back with Iwa

Oikawa who invites you to one of his games and sees you come wearing Iwa’s jersey

Oikawa who realizes that you were using him to get close with Iwa.

Oikawa who would’ve helped you get with Iwa if you were honest with him. Now, however, he likes you a little too much.

Oikawa who realizes he wants you… badly.