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iiomanii · 1 year

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𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖑,* w/ suna

SMUT - 16+ f!reader, smoker!suna, semi-voyeurism, penetration, oral m!receiving, face fucking, from behind , no aftercare, kinda mean, spit, kinda rough, reader cheats, pictures are taken ———————————————————————————

“You know” he says tapping on the side of his cigarette to get rid of extra ash “thought I'd never see you again after i made you cry” he says chuckling. “I’m not doing this with you” you say walking away “wait, come here” he says putting his mouth back on his cigarette. “I’m here for-“ “Osamu, yea I know” he says completing your sentence “I just wanna talk to you” he says relighting his cigarette “About” you say crossing your arms “You think you’re doing something with that?” he says waving the hand holding his cigarette at you.

“I’m not doing anything” you say your arms still crossed “just come here” he says as he finally ashes his cigarette. “Fine” you say walking over to him “Thank you” he says putting his left hand in his pants pocket “What’d you want to talk to me about” you say leaning over the banister “Why are you with him” he says turning his head to you “He’s nice and- “ you say “Don’t give me that, tell me why you’re actually with him” he says turning his body to you “I needed to get over you” you say finally admitting it. “Get over me?” he says his eyebrow raising “Yes, I was literally in love with you” you say with a hurt expression on your face as you stand up from leaning. He smiles “Why are you smiling ” you say as you’re about to walk away “Wait” he says “You say that like you’re over me” he says picking up his lighter and pack of newports from the banister. “I am” you say dropping your hands to your sides “No you aren’t” he says putting his stuff into his pockets.

“If you were you wouldn’t have that bracelet I gave you on” he says “It’s a nice bracelet” you sigh “I bet you’re still thinking about the way I fucked you in that car that one night” he says “I bet you still touch yourself just thinking about the way I made you a stupid mess all over my dick” he laughs. You're soaked thinking about it, he’s right “N-No” you say not finding the words to defend yourself “N-No” he says mocking you. “Suck my dick” he says putting both arms on the banister and leaning back “What?” you say “I’m not saying it again” he says and for some reason you listen.

“A-Are you gonna help me” you say as your already kneeling in front of your boyfriends highschool friend, your old fuck buddy “no, show me that you being a slut hasn’t changed” he says. You pull down the baggy pants he had on his dick popping out, hitting the bottom of your chin “You know what to do” he says grabbing his phone “W-What are you doing” you say as the flash from his camera turns on “What does it look like, now continue”

You begin to take him into your mouth all with the flash from his phone still beaming into your eyes as soon as you get almost all of him into your mouth he suddenly thrust his hips causing all of his inches to go down your throat. He gathers your hair in the palm of his hand as he starts to gently fuck your face you start moaning as you could never take all of him into your mouth. “Fuck” he says continuing to fuck you face groaning quietly, and for some reason this sends a shiver down your spine. He slowly pulls his dick out, all wet with your spit “suck it” he says wrapping your hair around his fist. You continue to suck him looking up at him, his grayish eyes piercing into your soul. Your cunt is wet thinking about the things he did to you in the past. “Okay that’s enough” he says taking his dick out and smacking in against your lips “get up” he says removing his dick from off your face “He’s looking for me” you say starting to regret the thing you just done. “Okay?” he says “I want to fuck you” he looks at you “Here? somebody might catch us” you say nervously “No one can see us from right here and it’s dark” he says tilting his head “Okay” you say getting in front of him.

He towers over you and it feels nice having his tall stature over you again. He puts both his hands on the banister and he puts his head into your neck sucking and kissing, clearly leaving marks as he moves his hand towards your area under the skirt you had on rubbing his hand up and down your area your lace protecting but you can still feel everything. “S-Stop with the neck please” you say falling under his spell “Do you want me too baby” he says moving your lace to the side and rubbing your clit in circles “no- please don’t stop” you say putting your head on the banister. He lifts your skirt up and starts to rub his dick up and down your pussy, slowly putting it in.

“Shit” he mutters “I missed this” he says spitting on his dick as lube. He starts to fuck you slow but deep trying not to make noises but still trying to make you feel good. “Suna fuck— harder please you say” grabbing his hand as he starts to hit that spot only he can reach “right there oh my-“ as he suddenly puts his hands over your mouth.

“Don’t want anybody to hear us right?” he says continuing to pound your cunt, making lewd noises. “Oh pleaseee” you say hearing his continuous ‘mmhm’s as their matching the pace to his thrusting. “I’m gonna-“ you start as he grabs your hair making you look up “I can feel you, cum all over me baby” he says laying a kiss on your forehead as he starts to thrust faster into you “I-I’m cummingg” you say in a whiny tone as you release all over him and he fucks you through your orgasm him cumming shorty after. “Fix yourself” he says fixing his pants “Don’t want your boyfriend to see you like that, now do we” he says lighting another one of his cigarettes.———————————————————————————

AUTHOR’ NOTE - this was so random-. i would rlly enjoy if u commented nd reposted it (+ like but i won’t push it ! [thank you for the support on the last story!!!]

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tirralirralirra · 1 year

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“Atsumu!” he calls, louder than he intended. Atsumu spins, wind catching his shirt in a flutter, hair ruffling like a miniature tempest, one eye closed at a stray speck of dust. He’s smiling, luminous. “What!” he laughs. I love you.

A scene from dearly beloved

[ID: Two illustrations, the first showing Miya Atsumu in a loose white button up fluttering in the wind with a hand up to brush his hair from his face, smiling with one eye closed while the sun sets behind the hills behind him. The second shows a close-up of Sakusa Kiyoomi, implied to be looking at Atsumu, with hair askew in the wind and a soft blush on his face.]

#skts #sakuatsu #haikuu fanart #mywork #my art #artist esque #fic art #miya atsumu #sakusa kiyoomi #esqueue

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vellaphoria · 4 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag @waffleinator-inator! <3

20 Questions for Fic Writers

How many works do you have on AO3?

There are 40 that I’ve solo-authored, and 9 that I did varying degrees of work on when a group of dc writers doing a round robin fic collaboration thing

What’s your total A03 word count?

It’s a bit thrown off by the aforementioned colabs, but I don’t want to go through and do the math, so the overall total is 567,072

What fandoms do you write for?

Mostly DC! The comics variant, that is. And within that, mostly Batman-adjacent characters. Though I also have one fic each for the avengers, the silmarillion, and haikuu

What are your top five fics by kudos?

Excluding the collaborations, it’s:

Cut and Run (Bruce crashes Tim and Ra’s’ dinner/business meeting; T, gen, 1.6k)

Deadfall (Canon divergence where Tim died in Red Robin and was resurrected/kidnapped by Ra’s; M, gen, 125k, on hiatus)

Recursion (Tim accidentally travels back in time to when Dick was just starting out as Nightwing, which is complicated by the fact that they still haven’t made up after Damian became Robin; M for mild nsfw, DickTim, 20k)

Complications (Outsider POV of post RR-canon divergence, ft. morally grey Tim; G, gen, 1.7k)

This Whole Damn City Thinks It Needs You (But Not as Much as I Do) (There has been a fair amount of building ust between Dick and Tim after Red Robin. Dick decides to do something about that; E for blatant nsfw, DickTim, 23k)

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes, but very slowly!

I respond because is someone took the time to engage with my work and actually write one, then it feels like it’s only right for me to put in an equal amount of effort to respond.

What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

That would probably be the DickBabs with unrequited DickTim wedding Tumblr fic (here, if you like pain)

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

It’s hard to say. Since I tend to be averse to bad endings, most of my fics have happy endings of one sort or another

Do you get hate on your fic?

Sometimes. Usually from people who can’t grasp that limited third person POV means that the narrating character doesn’t have perfect information at all times, or people who are upset that characters don’t make 100% rational decisions 100% of the time.

Do you write smut?

Yep! <3

Do you write crossovers?

Depends on how you define them. I tend to do a lot of AUs which blend elements from other settings with DC, but I don’t really enjoy writing characters from different, unrelated media meeting.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge!

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! My Running (and when to stop) DickTim series was translated into 中文-普通话國語 by SummerVapour and tiktiktiktiktam, which is linked on the fic itself

Have you ever co-written a fic?

Yes; I helped write a few fics in the round robin collaboration series A Journey of Personal Discovery Through Social Isolation. Amusingly, we named it that a year before the pandemic started.

What‘s your all-time favourite ship?

DickTim, to absolutely no one’s surprise :D

What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Probably To Break Every Bended Knee; or, Apocrypha. I really love the setting, but the fic is supposed to be JayTimDick and all the endings I plotted for it ended up being DickTim with Jason kind of doing his own thing. That doesn’t seem like a particularly satisfying conclusion to anyone interested in the story, so I decided to put my time elsewhere.

What’s your writing strengths?

Comments that have gone into specifics have said that my fics have good characterization, visualization, and engrossing plots.

What’s your writing weaknesses?

I’m very bad at brevity, so writing short, snappy fics that also make sense doesn’t usually work out for me.

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I pretty much only speak English, so I don’t tend to do it. If I ever had a fic that absolutely needed it, then I’d ask for writing support from someone who actually does speak the language in question.

First fandom you wrote for?

Depends on how you define wrote. If you mean wrote and published, then it’s DC. If you mean wrote when I was a kid and then let disappear into the files of a long-defunct computer, then probably Stargate SG-1.

Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

Of the stuff I have published, probably Recursion. Though if I’m allowed to include WIPs, then I’ve been working on a DickTim slowburn on and off for a while now. It’s meant to cover things from when they meet to post-Red Robin, with a fair amount of mini canon divergences throughout. Currently it’s somewhere upwards of 50k, but I haven’t had a chance to work on it in a while. If you're in the mood for it, no pressure tagging @gerryrigged, @marirah, and @themandylion :D

#jagn answers #tag games

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jesswritesthat · 2 years

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Hello!!! i absolutely ADORE reading your haikyuu fics they're sooooo amazing!!! Can u, if possible, recommend some of ur fav haikuu fics whenever u get time pleaseeeeee

Omggg thank you and yes ofc! 💕💕

Okay off the top of my head:

目送 by @ahtsumu so goood ughh ✨

One about Issei by @chimielie

One about Tsukishima by @katsuchans

Fangirl Actually Likes You scenarios by @darkmegs

@luvbub has a wonderful Haikyuu Masterlist I couldn’t pick just one.

An Atsumu series by @demxnscous (Some NSFW so minors dni please)

And there was one about Kuroo and his gramps that I saw the other day but I didn’t save and haven’t been able to find it since but it was BRILLIANT. 😭

All of these are amazing authors (thank you for your works) and there’s far more writings that I could recommend but I’ll keep this short and sweet for now.

- Jessica

#♥️#fic rec #not mine #absolutely amazing #would 100/10 recommend #🃏—jess talks #P.S apologies for tagging #i always get so scared tagging someone #like oh god i’ve summoned them #welp here we are #thank you again!

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hufflepuffsandghosts · 9 months

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Request Guidelines

Requests are: OPEN!

Requests are more like suggestions. I reserve the right to decline your request, but more often than not, I will likely oblige.

There is no time deadline for requests, so they may take some time to complete. My own ideas take precedent.

I will not accept NSFW requests from minors or ageless accounts. If I discover that you are a minor interacting with NSFW content on my blog, you will be blocked immediately.

If I do not respond to your request, it will be because I believe that I will struggle with writing out your idea, or that I’m considering your request.

HOW TO REQUEST

You may send requests over ask or by messaging me. I strongly encourage requests to be done over ASK.

Requests can be as simple or detailed as you like. I will include example of both:

Simple request: Yandere!Fat Gum

Detailed request: College AU, Engineer!Kirishima X AFAB!Reader, SFW, fluff and angst.

AFTER REQUESTING

If I accept your request, I will respond to your ask or your message.

Once the request is fulfilled, I will tag you in the Tumblr post, unless you asked over anon – in which case I won’t tag you. If I decide to post it on other sites (i.e. AO3, FFNet), I will credit your request in the author’s note.

GENRE

I feel most comfortable writing SFW, but am happy to write NSFW content as well, as long as you are 18+. I will never accept NSFW requests from minors.

Character X Reader quotes:

Character can be male or female.

Character can be sub, dom, or switch (NSFW only).

Reader will be afab or enby, as I feel most confident writing female anatomy, or keeping ambiguity as best I can.

Reader can be sub, dom, or switch (NSFW only).

Content type:

I feel most confident writing oneshots, headcanons, or short drabbles. I lose motivation when writing chapter fics if they are very long, but you’re welcome to request ~5-8 chapter fics.

I mainly enjoy writing wholesome, fluffy fics! But I can also write angst and dark fics as well.

There are some topics I refuse to write about, which I will detail in the following section.

OFF LIMIT TOPICS

Pedophilia

Hate speech content

Piss kinks

Incest or selfcest

Real life celebrities x readers

Other topics will come as they arrive. If I am uncomfortable with it, it will be added here.

REQUESTABLE SERIES & CHARACTERS

You can request any character from the following series, so long as they are not in the “will not write” category. Side characters may be requested, but if I am unfamiliar with them, the request is less likely to be accepted.

Anime + Western Cartoons

Boku no Hero Academica

Sailor Moon

Ouran High School Host Club

Adventure Time

Demon Slayer

Haikuu!!

Other/Msc.

Criminal Minds

Stranger Things

#ghost.nav

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tamedandscripted · 2 years

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god don’t talk to strangers anymore

pairing: oikawa tooru x reader

length: 2.6k

genre: hurt/comfort

warnings: none !!

summary: oikawa's volleyball career is cut short due to a knee injury. He meets someone at the hospital who shares a similar story

a/n: reblogs and comments appreciated // title creds go to noah gundersen’s song god don’t talk to strangers anymore // once again huge thank u to @sliimeman for beta reading ily

There's something strangely isolating about recovery. About bowing your head and admitting your faults and learning to put yourself back together once you've pushed everyone away. This is something that Tooru realized very abruptly. He clenched his fists, letting his nails dig into his palms.

Regret. Deep, aching regret. If only he hadn't pushed himself so far, maybe it wouldn't have worried everyone around him so much. If only he hadn't snapped back at them when they did, furious at their accusations of him needing a break, needing rest, needing to give up.

He shuffled in his seat, sliding his leg out in front of him. His knee ached. A dull, throbbing pain that wrapped around his leg, digging into him. The feeling had begun drifting, too, a few months ago, snaking its way up his thigh and settling in his hip.

When everything had first started, it had been over a year ago. A small, annoying twitch in his joint. He'd brushed it off, accustomed to pushing his body past its natural limits and feeling the after-effects.

But the ache hadn't gone away. It grew, slowly, quietly, steadily, until there was no denying that something was wrong. A stony feeling had set in the pit of his stomach, something that he didn't want to admit resembled worry. That feeling grew, gnawing at him until it monsterized itself into fear, accompanied by the sharp realization that the pain was getting worse.

Regret.

If only he'd listened. If only he's been more cautious, if only -

His shoulders sagged and his head dropped to his chest as he let the air out of his lungs.

"It doesn't matter," he whispered, reciting the words by heart from all the times he'd said them to himself. "It doesn't matter. You can't change it. It doesn't matter"

He thought maybe, maybe, if he told himself that enough times, it really wouldn't matter.

But how could he convince himself of that? How could he move past the fact that his love for his sport had been what stole it from him?

"Excuse me, sorry, do you mind if I sit here? It's the only empty seat." Tooru's head snapped up as he took in your tentative face, your voice having ripped him from his thoughts.

No, he thought, I don't want you to. But as his gaze flickered quickly around the hospital waiting room, he realized that you were right. He wondered icily how far into himself he'd receded that he hadn't noticed the room filling up with people.

"Um," you shuffled, taking his silence as rejection, "I can… find somewhere else. Sorry to bother you -"

"No." he snapped back, surprising both of you. He took a breath, shifting his leg again. The pain was making his head hurt. He looked up at you, plastering a leisurely smile on his face and forcing his shoulders to relax. "No, it's fine. Go ahead."

You hesitated for a second before sliding into the seat next to him, and he felt the smile on his face flicker. How long ago had it been since he'd been able to charm someone with that smile? How long had it been since he cared to?

He glanced at you, noticing the way you kept your arm tucked to your side, and wondered briefly if that has something to do with why you were here. If something invisible was eating away at you, just as it was slowly killing him. He swung his leg up, propping his ankle on his other knee, ignoring the tight pain that shot through his leg at the action in favour of stretching his arm over the back of his chair. He kept far enough away that he didn't touch you, wary of invading your space, but made his actions noticeable enough that it was clear he wanted to talk to you.

Your gaze slid over to him, brow furrowing slightly. He forced a dazzling smile on his face and cocked his head to the side, asking you how you were.

"Fine, thank you," you replied curtly, letting your gaze leave his and angling your shoulders away from him.

The smile dropped from his face and something tightened around his heart, the hint of confidence that he'd hoped to gain from your interaction slipping away. He let his leg thump back to the floor heavily and didn't bother to hide his wince at the feeling. He didn't think he could hide anything anymore. He couldn't hide how far he'd fallen from a stranger sitting next to him. Why would someone want to talk to me? he thought venomously. He wasn't Oikawa Tooru, a successful volleyball star anymore. He didn't have crowds of fans waving and cheering. He was just a relic from a dream that had slipped away, sitting in the waiting room of a hospital with a body that he'd broken down too far. Why would you want to speak to him?

"Oikawa Toru?" Oikawa's head snapped up towards the nurse.

"That's me." Her smile was curt.

"They're ready for you now."

A week passed before he saw you again, having just shuffled into the hospital for more tests. He glanced at you, seeing the way you curled into yourself in the stiff waiting room chair, and he decided abruptly that he wouldn't speak to you. What use was it, when you clearly saw him for what he really was? Broken, alone, inadequate. He thought, vaguely, that he probably shouldn't care about your opinions so much, but he knew they were true. He was inadequate. He had given up. He couldn't blame you for inadvertently reminding him of the truth that he refused to see.

He was startled, though, when you locked eyes with him, before standing from your seat and walking slowly towards him. He said nothing, just pressed his lips together and let his eyes sweep over you as you settled into the chair next to him.

You smiled, then, a small, tentative thing, before speaking. "I didn't think I'd ever see you again - I mean, what are the odds of us both being here at the same time, twice in a row? Anyway, I just wanted to apologize. I was rude to you last time we spoke, and I shouldn't have been. I'm just… I was in a lot of pain and it makes small talk hard sometimes. It wasn't you, though, and I hope you know that."

Tooru stared at you, mouth slightly open in shock. It wasn't you. That's what you had just said to him. It wasn't you. But what did that mean? That you couldn't see him? Couldn't see what he'd done to himself? Couldn't see the ways in which he'd failed?

He forced a smile back onto his face, sending a wink your way. "Don't worry about it," he waved you off, and felt a moment of panic when you narrowed your eyes at him.

This is it, he thought. Now, you're realizing. I'm fake, I'm fake, I'm fake -

"Ok. Thank you for being good about it."

He froze, breath catching at the soft smile you sent his way. Thank you for being good.

He supposed he shouldn't have been surprised when he ran into you at the hospital entrance another week later, but, really, three times seemed impossible. This time, though, felt different, somehow. You were kind to him, still, the way you had been before, but there was an air of nervousness around you, and when the two of you sat down together, your hands twitched and your leg rattled next to his.

He eyed you as he tried to parse what had you so worried, letting his leg brush against yours in a subconscious attempt to ground you. You kept your arm close to your side, just like you always had, and he started as he realized that he didn't actually have any idea why you came to the hospital so often. He opened his mouth to ask, but let it snap shut after reminding himself that it wasn't any of his business.

"You can ask, you know," you said gently, and Tooru made a noise of denial.

"Oh, I shouldn't," he began. "It's really not my business." You shrugged in response, a small smile flitting across your mouth before worry settled across your face again. Tooru watched you carefully, slowly turning what you'd said around in his head.

"Why are you so nervous, though?" he asked. "What's different about this visit?"

"I'm… afraid," you answered quietly.

"Of what?"

"Giving up. Being given up on." your voice was small and you kept your eyes trained on the floor as you spoke. Tooru froze as his breath stuttered and ice filled his lungs, hands clenching at hearing his greatest fear verbalized. He felt himself suddenly burning to speak, to tell you who he was and what had happened, to lay out all his faults and flaws and watch you walk away. He wanted to wreck the image he felt you had of him.

"I played volleyball," he blurted out. You turned to face him and cocked your head to the side. "I played volleyball… and it was everything to me. I pushed myself too far, too fast, and now I'll never play again." he gestured to his knee, his leg stretched out to ease the discomfort. "All of my friends tried to stop me, tried to tell me that it was too much. All I could see was that they thought I couldn't handle it. I thought they were telling me to give up." He clenched his fists and rolled his shoulders back, ignoring the tension that was building at the base of his neck. "But it doesn't matter now. My friends are all gone. I think that's probably my fault, too. And I can’t play anymore, either. I'm… nothing now. Nothing good, at least." He sagged in his chair and his hands relaxed, laying across his lap as he stared ahead of him, steeling himself for your inevitable disapproval.

"I was an athlete, too." you breathed shakily and gestured to your arm. "I can't go back, either. I'm stuck like this, too."

Tooru opened his mouth to tell you that you were wrong; none of the things he'd said about himself were flaws to share. You weren't fake like him, you hadn't given up, you hadn't pushed the people who cared until they gave up on you, too. You were good. You were -

No sound came out of his mouth, though, as his stare bore into yours. He thought better of it. The pain he saw in your eyes was one that he recognized within himself and he understood, then, that you did think the same about yourself.

He scrambled to come up with something to say, some way to make it better, to bridge the rift he'd just caused. But your name was called before he had a chance to speak, and you stood so fast you nearly tripped over your own feet, walking away from him without a word.

Nothing could have prepared Tooru for when he saw you next, though. It was later that same day - the tests they'd done on his knee had taken longer than he'd thought, and he left tired, unhappy, and in pain. He stopped abruptly, though, when he emerged back into the waiting room, and the sight in front of him made his gut twist in panic. There you sat, surrounded by now empty chairs, sobbing, with your head in your hands.

He lurched towards you, the pain in his leg an afterthought as he registered the need to make you feel better, to know what was wrong, to dry your tears. Somewhere in the back of his head, he thought about how strange it was to care so much about someone he'd known for such a short amount of time, but the conversation the two of you had had was rattling through his head and he couldn't help the feeling of vulnerability that scratched at his skin after the things he'd said.

And you'd been kind to him. You said he was good, that he wasn't at fault. You'd wanted to speak to him, to sit next to him and exchange smiles, and it had been a long time since someone had wanted that with him.

It really was his fault, he realized distantly, as he fell to his knees in front of you, searing pain making his breath stop for a moment. It really was his fault that all his friends were gone, that all his old teammates had moved on. There had been a hunger in him that he couldn't contain, and it spilled over onto the people around him. He wanted to be good, to be successful, powerful, victorious. He wanted to be loved for it. But people hadn't loved him for that. People had worried, people had begged him to stop. But he couldn't understand why they didn't love him.

But you had, he thought desperately as he reached towards you to take your hands in his. You said he was good.

Your breath caught in your throat, your sobs stifling themselves as you took in the man in front of you, eyes wide and panicked. You pulled your hands from his, burying your head in them to keep him from seeing the tears streaming down your face.

Tooru made a noise of disapproval at the action, wrapping his hands around yours again and pulling them to your lap, tightening his grip ever so slightly when you tried to pull away again.

"I'm not going anywhere," he said firmly. "I'm not leaving you to deal with this alone."

"You don't - you don't even know what it is that I'm dealing with," you said through your tears.

"Not exactly, no. And whether or not you tell me is up to you. But you're hurting. You helped me when I was hurting, so consider this returning the favour." your eyes searched his face as you took in his words before letting out a huff of breath and slouching in your chair.

"All I did was sit next to you," you murmured, but you knew it was more than that. You knew that the brief flashes of truth that the two of you had shared were more connection than either of you had experienced in far too long. You knew that you were more than just strangers sitting next to each other in a hospital waiting room.

You breathed deeply, letting your muscles go slack as your sobs slowed to streams of quiet tears.

"How do you get over wanting to be loved? How do you let go of dreams that have passed you by? How do you let yourself heal and exist in silence and solitude?" Your voice shook and your hands trembled in his.

Tooru eased his hands out of yours in favour of cupping your cheeks, smoothing his thumbs over your skin to wipe away the tears that had settled there. He breathed deeply, letting go of a weight he hadn't realized he was carrying before leaning up onto his knees. As he grit his teeth at the feeling, he levelled himself eye-to-eye with you, giving you time to back off before gently pressing his lips to yours.

As he pulled back, he kept his eyes trained on yours.

"You find someone to do it with," he responded with a certainty he hadn't known still lived in him. He smiled back through his own tears. "You find someone to do it with."

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macbetha · 3 years

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sunburnt and lonely, an iwaoi au

“in which iwaizumi thinks he’s charming, oikawa learns empathy for financial gain, and daichi can’t stand either of them.”

alternate universe - real estate, found family / work family, one night stands (?), happy ending, strangers to lovers, romance, explicit sexual content, daichi trying his best, oikawa being oikawa, pro skateboarder iwaizumi

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#haikuu fic #iwaoi #hq fic #sal #salupdate

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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🦉Bokuto Kōtarō 🦉

💗Dating 💗

🥁 Fukurodani's Drum Major 🥁

Bokuto Kōtarō x Gender Neutral Drum Major

Warnings: none besides typical Bokuto behavior

A/N: This is a special birthday gift for my bestie Karasuno Anon! Happy Birthday KA 😍

First off, round of applause for the ever talented YN

👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

Seriously I'm so jealous

I WISH I could play any instrument let alone lead

And the fact that you just happen to be drumming it up for the power house that is Fukurodani 😌

For all intensive purposes let's just say you've been doing this for a long time

Like you've got the rhythm burning in your veins YN

You are a third year at Fukurodani because I said so 🤣

Ok but you like worked your way up to drum major

Is that a thing?

Well it is now 😅

According to Google you are the leader 🤣

I have zero knowledge I apologize in advance

Leader YN 😍

God my ADHD is showing bad in these headcannons 😅

Not only are you talented, smart and friendly

But lort you look good 😏

Like everyone has a crush on you YN

You are one of those people thats friends with every social group so it makes sense

We all ADORE YOU

ALL HAIL YN 🙇‍♀️ 🙇‍♂️

So it would totally make sense for you to be friends with the Boys and managers of Fukurodani Boys Volleyball

Probably besties with Akaashi honestly 💅

You two have classes together and meet for like lunch dates and stuff

It's strictly platonic because your interest lies elsewhere

Elsewhere as in a horned owl child boy man?

Sure let's go with the last one

Let's be honest now YN, Bokuto definitely likes you

He thinks you are like the COOLEST person

Besides Akaashi 😏

And he thinks you two have so much in common

I mean, you're a leader and he's a leader, sort of 😬

You like watching volleyball, he's like playing volleyball

You both go to the same school!

Honestly the list is endless YN 💅

You probably laughed at a joke he made

Your fate was sealed from that moment on YN

Oh you didn't know? Bokuto has definitely attached himself to you

It just so happens that you are also attracted to him so it works out 😍

You kind of just started dating Bokuto

There is like no defined beginning

One day, he just shows up outside your classroom and grabs your hand, dragging you wherever his little mind wonders 😊

Soon he's showing up at your band practices

You have your own personal cheering squad YN

Don't know a Drum Major needed a hype squad but we will take it 😌

Bokuto wants you to teach him how to drum

That lasts a whole 2 seconds before he's done

But that's OK, Bokuto is better at more chaotic things

Akaashi and the rest of the team see your relationship as an advantage

Akaashi is always preparing for one of Bokuto's moods 😭

Tell me he doesn't have a binder of information for how to help new team mates and managers deal

What did the team do before Akaashi?

Poor Bokuto probably was a constantly deflated owl 🦉

NE WAYS Akaashi definitely talks to you about tournaments

Because we all know Bokuto only wants you to play just for him

Konoha hits a great spike and you dare lead the drum line in a celebration 😬

Lord it will lead to a sad little Bo

So you solve this by making up a special little rhythm for our sweet little owl

Getting the rest of the drum line on board isn't hard

I mean honestly everyone is fully aware of what you are dealing with YN

Instead of "congrats on your relationship"

You got "thoughts and prayers for your relationship" 🤣

So when Nationals come along and you arrive, Bokuto immediately wants you to meet Hinata because Hinata worships Bokuto

Bur when you explain to Bo you can't because you have to set up

Lort we are not starting off nationals well 🤦‍♀️

Instant deflated owl boy 😭

Thank God Akaashi is there for the save

"We can see if Hinata will come to meet YN while they set up"

Great idea 💡

Before he can even finish, Bokuto is off to hunt down Hinata and drag him to meet you

But then when Hinata shows up and shows interest in your ability, Bokuto becomes jealous 🙄

There is really no easy way around this YN

Just say "Thanks Hinata! Bokuto is so encouraging to me"

Akaashi nods and smiles at your save

Bokuto lights up again ✨️

You've saved the day once again YN

Now when the team is in game mode, Bokuto totally looks to you when spikes and makes a fantastic kill

You are his inspiration and he wants to impress you 🥺

Wear his jersey YN and Fukurodani will be golden 💅

When Bokuto makes the final kill, scream "THAT'S MY MAN" and oh my gosh 🤯

Bokuto will probably jump into the stands just to hug you 🤗

Akaahi just stands there and shakes his head

Honestly you make Fukurodani's life that much easier 🥰

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writersmorgue · 3 years

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Tokoyami reacts to ISTP characters

based on this website (I'm sorry if you disagree. I know Myers-Briggs tests are subjective and these are fictional characters.)

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onceaslutforfic · 3 years

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Nyp’s Navigation

Requests are Open

ABOUT ME

Feel free to call me Nyp. I’m 23, a scorpio and my pronouns are they/she but you can call me a pet name if you’d like :3 I am not white, but I am bisexual and tend to selfship with Daichi, Tsukki, or Yachi but there’s love in my heart for all. My favourite colour is surpisingly not purple, but orange :)

I imagine this blog is gonna end up pretty NSFW but I will also write fluff upon request and the odd whim (Minors, don’t even think about requesting smut from me!). I also write for all genders but if not specified will keep it gn. I also write for pairings.

RULES

I DO NOT write smut for minors and I do not want minors interacting with my smut content

Please keep it respectful on my blog. I don’t tolerate hate

Do not harass me for requests. I have a life and things take time

I don’t write about minors doing the nasty but I will write fluff. All smut is aged up.

I do reblog dark content, though I don’t write it (yet???) so please bare that in mind if you find that content upsetting

My inbox is always open for a chat

Send me thirst, requests, or just say hi!

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Haikyuu

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Feel free to send me messages about:

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(The first 3 episodes of) JJK

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avis-writeshq · 4 years

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Akaashi Keiji x Reader (Royal AU): As You Wish

M.List (Started: 04 September 2020)

AIGHT i’m doing my first series... I hope I do well lol T^T

Act I: You can’t marry a man you just met... unless it’s for the sake of your kingdom

Act II: If your love were a grain of sand

Act III: As you wish

Act IV: Epilogue

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millya5 · 4 years

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Couldn’t shade it cuz my computer crashed and this is all that was left of it T_T

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cornchipsanddip · 4 years

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Chemistry 101

Whenever you need help with studies, Kuroo is right there for you

Pairing: Tetsuro Kuroo x Reader

Warnings: Light swearing

Genre: Fluff, slight spice at the end

Word Count: 1.2 k

A.N. - This is my first piece of writing I’ve posted here so I hope you guys like it! I thought of this idea when I was thinking about how Kuroo is actually super intelligent and how he would definitely help out a s/o with their schooling.

"Ugh, this is so dumb!" You partly shouted out of frustration. There was a school textbook on the brown table in front of you, open to a page that was now covered in yellow sticky notes with things to remember. Feeling a headache oncoming, you stood up from your couch and shook out your stiff limbs, heading to the kitchen of your house for some water. With your feet padding quietly on the floor, you pulled your phone out of your back pocket, unlocking it immediately. With the screen now on your homepage, you saw a text notification appear on the top at the same time as your phone let out a buzz.

Kuroo <3 How's the studying going? I know you have an exam coming up soon

(Y/N) Headache + I'm really burnt out right now :(

After pressing the send button, you placed the device on the counter with a sigh, pulling a glass out of your cupboard and filled it, then sipping at the cool liquid inside. You had been studying for exams all weekend and you knew you still weren't prepared enough to be confident you'll get a decent score.

You shot a quick glance at the book remaining open on the coffee table, taunting you. With a grumble you looked away and opened your fridge instead, choosing to busy yourself by staring into the chilled interior, not really looking for food but rather a distraction. Hearing your mom's scolding in your head about wasting energy, you shut the door and frowned, deciding to clean the kitchen and then after going back to your studies in a hope to let your poor brain rest.

With earbuds in and playing your favorite songs, you began the task of cleaning counters and washing dishes in the sink due to your lack of a dishwasher. You had only recently moved into the small apartment after beginning college.

You were about halfway through when you felt two hands wrap around your sides. With a shriek, you whipped around ready to throw hands. However, you were stopped when you saw the familiar handsome face of your boyfriend and not a burglar like your mind first thought. With shock quickly turning to annoyance you crossed your arms over your chest.

"You scared the shit out of me Tetsuro! What are you doing here?" You scolded, a frown settling on your face yet again, adrenaline still shooting through your body.

He gave you a sheepish grin and replied, hands up in the air with a guilty look like he was caught stealing from a cookie jar. "Sorry babe, I thought you heard me come in."

"Of course I didn't hear you, I didn't expect anyone to be over today and I was jamming out while cleaning!" You said back, a small smile begin to make its way on your face at the sight of Kuroo. "You could have at least texted me" you admonished.

"But I did text you (Y/N)." Holding up his phone now, he showed you where he did indeed text you he was heading over. Seeing a smug smirk settle on his face you turned away, shutting off the still running water in your sink. Drying your hands on a towel, you walked into the living room, purposely ignoring the textbook. Your eyes lit up when you saw a small arrangement of snacks on the coffee table, likely brought by your loving boyfriend.

"You said you were burnt out so I figured I could come help you out and maybe bring something to cheer you up." Kuroo said as he wrapped his strong hands around your torso and pressed a kiss to your temple.

"You're the best Kuroo." You told him with a smile on your face, turning in his arms to face him. Your mood was already greatly improved with him around.

"I know." He said back with a cheeky grin. Walking with him to the couch, you sat side by side with your knees touching. "So what subject are you working on right now?"

"Well, currently it's chemistry. I'm reading about stoichiometry but I keep over-complicating it and confusing myself." You admitted, chewing your bottom lip as you thought about the topic. Kuroo leaned over next to you to look at the book and you scooted it closer to him so you could both read the text.

"Well, to start you need to make sure you understand the basics so you can build your knowledge from there. Let's take a look at this passage here..." Your raven haired lover began speaking about chemistry, the topic being one of his favorites as well as one of his strongest. You tried your best to pay attention but you kept being distracted by your teacher himself. Whenever he starts talking about something he can nerd out about he gets this really focused and excited look in his eyes, and he always slightly bites his bottom lip.

"(Y/N)?" You snap out of your trance with wide eyes as you realized you had been just staring at him and not paying attention at all. "Did you get any of that?" He asked, head tilted slightly.

"U-uh, yeah totally!" You lied through you teeth. He gave you a knowing smirk and then decided to test you.

"Alright, then what did I say last?" He questioned you, knowing full well you wouldn't be able to answer.

"Well, I can't tell you that, but I can say you look amazing today Tetsuro!" You tried flattery hoping it would get him to let up on you a little by inflating his ego. However, he didn't take the bait and instead chose to fluster you even more.

"I know I look good, but I can't say anything compared to how perfect you look all the time." He smoothly shot back with a sly wink. You felt your face light up in cherry red, still not used to his always perfectly delivered compliments. "Now the only thing that would make this better is if you would focus on your studying." He slightly scolded. You gave him a huff and pouted, not wanting to get back to work.

"If you give me a kiss then I will." You tried.

"How about I'll give you a kiss after you get done?" He shot back, very aware of what you were trying. Under his calm exterior however, he was struggling to keep from giving in to your cute pout.

"Pleeeease baby? Just one?" You tried again. His eyes flickered slightly to your lips then back to your eyes with wavering resolve. You attempted to sweeten the deal. "After, I promise I'll get back to my chemistry! I'll even finish the whole chapter! In fact, I’ll just be studying the chemistry between us!" You grinned. You know you had him when he leaned back from the book and shifted his body to face yours. You had a different idea however, and chose to instead push him down onto the couch and pin his weight down with your own much to his surprise.

"Oh, so we're playing this game princess?" He purred in your ear, his deep voice making your face flush crimson. Not wanting to lose to him, you wrapped your hand around the back of his neck and intertwined your fingers into his black hair and pressed your lips against his in a greedy kiss while his hands moved to hold your body closer to his.

"I could get used to studying with you if this is how it ends every night."

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