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⭑.ᐟ 0.2k words, cliché, f!reader, fluff w Tsukishima, part 2?

“Can I have your shirt?”

You pleaded, tugging on his arm as you made the walk home from school.

“No.”

“Please, everyone else’s girlfriend wears their jerseys!”

You looked up at him with doe eyes, a measure that usually made Tsukishima give in. He turned away, in hopes you couldn’t see the pink tint on his face. To his dismay you had caught a glimpse.

He cleared his throat and pushed his glasses further up his nose, facing you again.

“Still no.”

You grumbled softly under your breath as you continued walking home, this time in silence.

“Wait here.”

He mumbled out as you approached his house. You stood there for a few minutes before he finally returned, one arm hidden behind him. He sheepishly pulled the item out from behind and thrust it into your arms. The item was neatly folded, the number 11 slightly faded. It was hard to contain the excitement that was beginning to bubble.

“Thank you, Tsukki!”

You reached up and placed a kiss upon his cheek. His face blooming a darker shade than before.

“It was nothing.”

Tsukishima’s attempt to keep up the facade of stoicism he always displayed but unfortunately for him, his biggest weakness was you.

⭑.ᐟ ────── 0.6k+ words, zoro x reader, f!reader (no use of pronouns), established (secret) relationship, fluff, skinship, kissing, proofread but still may have errors! <3

RORONOA ZORO was not a man who showed his affection for you outwardly so everyone aboard could notice. Instead he opted for fleeting, discreet displays.

One could notice only if they were really paying attention. Both of you hadn’t planned it exactly but through mutual understanding you didn’t tell the rest of the crew about your feelings.

Leading to the nerves and excitement of having to hold back in certain situations, for example, enduring one of Usopp's infamous stories, the drone of his voice was lulling to sleep as you sat there, you wished you could rest your head on the green haired man beside you but it wasn’t worth the trouble. Sensing this, he shifted closer and wrapped his arm around the back of your chair, a cushion of sorts. An act inconspicuous to the rest of the crew or so you thought.

It didn’t take very long for the rest of them to pick up on the closeness of the pair of you.

stood at the railing of the ship, the green haired man to the right, his larger pinky intertwined with yours. The aquamarine waters below sparkled in the disappearance of daylight. Nami slid beside you, a knowing smile plastered across her face.

“So, anything you’d like to tell me or the rest of the crew perhaps?”

both of you turning towards her, trying to keep your faces as neutral as possible, he was doing a better job of doing so. Pinkies unlinked hastily in an attempt to hide the display from Nami. The pair hoped you were quick enough and she hadn’t noticed. Nami’s gaze darted from yours, the grin growing bigger the more the silence prolonged. Zoro eventually was the one to reply,

“No,”

His response was blunt, an attempt at shutting the navigator down but she wouldn’t give up that easily.

She shook her head in amusement, this was exactly the response she was expecting from the green haired man but you on the other hand, you’d probably give her the dirt she was looking for. .

“You sure nothing between you, that you’d like to explain?”

finger pointed as she wiggled it back and forth from you, to him. Her eyes trained on yours, your face began to blister with heat. A small giggle escaped her lips, she knew she’d gotten you. Zoro’s face hadn’t changed since the first interaction, expression stoic, the complete opposite of you. You groaned before questioning,

“How’d you find out? How long?”

You asked knowing the act was up, there was no denying it now after that display.

“Secrets and discreteness aren’t your forte, why’d’ you think we wouldn’t notice when you keep holding pinky’s every time your stood next to each other, or he points towards Zoro “likes to lend out his arms as a pillow, We’ve known for ..” Nami counted on her fingers,

“5 months, exactly.”

The Green haired man’s eye brows moved into a frown, staring at you with a questioning look as you stood their dumbfounded. All those days and nights you’d been sneaking around, giggling to yourself thinking you had them completely fooled so it only turned out, it was the pair of you who’d been fooled all along.

An amused smile began to paint her face, once she realised how flustered the both of you had gotten over her simple comment.

She walked away, her work here was done. Over her shoulder she shouted.

“You should be thanking me, you don’t have to hide it anymore!”

You turned to the three swordsman, he was as unmoving as ever. He gazed trained on you.

“I told you we should’ve been more slick! We should’ve only done it when it was the two of us, then nobody would’ve seen anything!!”

“It isn’t so bad now we can do this,”

He cupped your cheek and tilted your head so his lips met his. Oh how you’d longed to do this without the pressure of getting caught.

⭑.ᐟ ────── authors note: this has been sitting in my drafts for the last five months. thinking of writing an itadori drabble next. feedback is appreciated! 💗

⭑.ᐟ ────── 0.4K words, established relationship, f!reader (but no use of pronouns), spoilers for shiratorizawa match, fluff, kind of a sequel to this, proofread but still may have errors.

The roar of the crowd and teammates was loud in his ears.

Karasuno had made it to nationals.

Compliments were being thrown at TSUKISHIMA KEI, especially from his freckled friend, Yamaguchi. Pats upon the back of accomplishment were also received, he graciously thanked them but his attention was elsewhere. 

His eyes skimming through the crowd hoping to find a familiar face. He found who he was looking for, in between Saeko and Yachi adorned in the iconic black and orange jersey. Specifically the one with a white number eleven etched upon the front, his jersey. His eyes catching yours, he couldn’t contain the smile that was beginning to form as you looked at him with such admiration. Tsukishima waved his hand signalling you to join him. 

Your heart was pounding as you made the way down to the court, weaving you way through gaggles of people, letting out a hurried, excuse me’s and sorry’s as you went by. His eyes never leaving you as you made your way over. 

As soon as he was in your line of sight you rushed over, arms snaking around his neck pressing yourself against him at an attempt at a hug. His body stiffened at first but soon loosened up, arms encircling your waist the grip tight.  Ignoring the fact that Tsukishima had just finished playing a long game of volleyball and his jersey was slick with sweat. 

 “Congrats, Tsukki you’re blocks were incredible.”  

“It’s all thanks to you, I like you’re shirt, it looks good on you.” 

He retorted, a smug smirk plastered upon his face. You couldn’t help but laugh at his attempt at a compliment, face burning. He leaned down, breath tickling the side of you neck as he whispered only so you could hear, 

“You should really come to watch more of my games, you’re good luck.” 

You tucked yourself into the crook of his neck hoping he wouldn’t notice the warmth rising upon your face again. 

Comments and whistles of teammates who bared witness to the event started, most of them if not all of them were coming from Tanaka and Nishnoya. 

“I’ve never seen Tsukki show so much emotion before!” 

The rest of the team erupted into fits of laughter at the comment. Tsukishima tried to play it off but the reddening tips of his ears gave him away. You giggled at the comment too, and he groaned,

“Not you too, you’re supposed to be on my side!” 

“I mean, he isn’t wrong.” 

He shook his head in disbelief but the smile that was beginning to creep in said otherwise. 

⭑.ᐟ ────── authors note: sorry for being inactive with writing, writers block really hit hard. photos used aren't mine credits to whoever uploaded them to pinterest. feeback appreciated as i haven't written anything in so long.

| SPACE : THE SPACE BETWEEN YOU AND ME

Zoro was not a man who enjoyed the affection of others but ever since you came along his tolerance only slightly increased. there wasn’t a moment in the day when you weren’t clinging onto some part of him. whether that be an intertwined pinky or hanging from his muscular arms.

As the Going Merry sailed the waters of the east blue, Zoro was lazing around at the bottom of the masts. arms resting on the nape of his neck, you were nestled beside him, one arm tracing shapes on his clothen chest and the other wrapped around his bicep.the green haired man huffed in feigned annoyance as you cling to him. although his body language said otherwise as his eyes closed at the sensation. he actually enjoyed the clinginess you displayed, missing it when you let go for just a second. he believed a level of stoicism should be maintained so as not to show how vulnerable he really could be. the only person who he entrusted with that side of himself was you, it was shown on rare occasions and today was one of those.

“I’ve gotta get up now.”

Zoro said as he tried to get up, your arm was entangling around him, entrapping him to the floor, so he couldn’t so much as sit up.

“Five more minutes.”

“No.”

He made another attempt albeit it was weak. he had no intention of getting up just yet, he just wanted to see you look at him with those pleading eyes.

“Please!”

you begged, looking at him with those eyes knowing he’d give in. your plan had worked or so you thought as he’d given up the fight ages ago.

“Fine, but no more than five minutes.”

“Are you still awake?”

you whispered to Zoro who had fallen asleep under the mast yet again. after being awoken from a nightmare for the third night in a row you decided to seek comfort from someone else. you decide to say it a little louder hoping the three swordsman would awaken. it was no use as the man slept like a log. which left you no option but to place your hand upon his shoulder and gently shake.

“Zoro,”

a loud groan escaped the man, after many attempts. a sharp tone was used for his words, eyes still closed as he directed them towards you,

“What?! What do you want?!”

his eyes squinted open, once seeing who he was talking to his face softened. he opened his arms, a silent gesture. you gratefully accepted his offer. head resting against his chest, the rhythm of his breathing almost lulling you back to sleep making you forget about the terrors that had woken you.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you.”

his usual stoicism faded away as his fingers combed your hair.

“you don’t have to be sorry, you're worth being disturbed by.”

⭑.ᐟ ────── 0.4k words, armin arlert x reader, fluff, f!reader, au/slight canon verse, kissing, skinship, suggestive?, self indulgent, lowercase intended proofread but may still have errors. <3

BF! ARMIN loves reading to you.

The rain pours outside, pelting the windows of your shared apartment. Both of you cuddled upon the couch, he shifts so your back is resting snuggly against his chest. An arm snakes around your waist as the other holds the book he was once silently reading as he begins to read aloud.

BF! ARMIN who kisses your injuries away.

If you find yourself with a paper cut that isn’t noticeable to the naked eye or anything that may possibly have the ability to cause you pain. He’s rushing over, face full of worry and concern and tending to the ‘injury’ as if it were life threatening. After cleaning the so called wound, he’s pressing light kisses to that area and whispering you sweet nothings.

BF! ARMIN who loves the beach (who would’ve guessed)

As soon as the temperature gets warm enough his first stop is the nearest beach, it doesn’t matter how many times he’s visited it he still acts like it’s the first time. He’s dragging you by the hand as he wades into the water until it’s touching your knees. Loves to go seashell hunting, giving you only the ones he deems the ‘prettiest’. Tide pools are his favourites, he enjoys peering into every single one upon the beach. If there’s a sea creature he is for sure telling you a fact about them, his face lighting up every time.

“Hey, [Name]! Look at this!”

“Did you know starfish have statocysts an organ that helps tell then when they’re right side up!”

BF! ARMIN and hand holding

He always likes to have a hold of your hand whenever you go out. Giving it a squeeze a silent way of asking if you’re doing ok in certain situations. If he needs reassurance he will interlink pinkies with you, a discrete way to feel grounded without drawing attention.

BF! ARMIN prefers sweet and slow kisses

He loves coming home to you, kissing every inch of you that is available to him. Preferring to place them upon your forehead and the top, as he reaches down to do so. Lazy afternoons when you’re tangled up together he takes your wrist in his hand placing kisses in the inner part where the hand meets the forearm. If he’s feeling a bit more risky, he’ll slowly kiss the inner corners of your mouth as his makes his way to your lips.

BF!ARMIN who’s attentive

Armin would listen to you yap for hours about the most mundane of topics as long as he got to listen to your voice. He’s the type to get to an item you’d mentioned once as a passing comment and knows exactly what to get you for celebrations such as birthdays, anniversaries or Christmas. If you feel sick he is right there beside you armed with the necessaries, he doesn’t care if in the process he gets sick as long as your recovering well. Sensing that you may feel exhausted or burnout he’ll be there, from a distance at first making things just that bit easier until you give him the go ahead to cuddle.

⭑.ᐟ ────── authors note: the title honestly has nothing to do with the plot, i just liked the name of the song. you can thank bio for that starfish fact, and flame my teacher if it’s wrong.