#hq song scenario

[white-poppie]

Upcoming fic that I am working on!!

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#white poppie talks #wayyy too late for this song #but its fine #atsumu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu smut #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #msby atsumu #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #hq atsumu #atsumu smut #atsumu miya #atsumu fluff #atsumu x you #atsumu x y/n #atsumu x female reader #haikyu fluff #haikyu x reader

[tsuehiro]

And it's all fun and games

'til somebody falls in love

Pairings :: Terushima Yuuji x F!reader

Synopsis ; Terushima planned to get you with his game and somewhat, he succeed.

Word Count = [ 1.805 ]

Song name :: Carousel

NOTEs!!

i wasn't active for almost a year so i'm sorry about that, i had to deal with school and stuff

i'm planning to write more often now that i'm uploading this

aaand back again with the lyric series lol

even if he's not much of a playboy in normal series in Hq, he's like that in this fic

hope u like it!

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Enjoy while reading! ♡

꒷︶꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚૮꒰˵•ᵜ•˵꒱ა‧₊˚꒷︶꒷꒥꒷

Terushima Yuuji who is known as a playboy, your best friend, your crush, your classmate, your neighbor and all.

You knew it at the very start of your friendship that he'd flirt with you too if he can't find anyone to flirt with after all. You knew he wasn't serious. He wouldn't listen to you even if you'd say ' don't flirt with me, do whoever you find in school or something Teru '

Other than that, it was fun being with him. He was funny and sometimes crazy, y'know.

One day, you guys were in his house, studying for an upcoming test. Mostly you were studying though, he was sleeping near you.

" Hey! Don't sleep you stupid! Hey, hey!! Wake up Teru! "

You tried multiple times but he didn't listen to you like always.

" Let me sleep,, we can always study later y/n-chan.. " he pouted and continued his sleep.

You looked at his face. Sighing, you made your way to his bed. Taking the blanket, you slowly put it on him.

After some time, starting to get up, you felt a hand in your wrist.

" Don't go y/n-chan "

" I need to, it's getting late Teru. "

He shakes his head, opening his eyes a little.

" Just stay over, your mom wouldn't say anything, right? "

You nodded slowly. Your parents got along too so. He pulled you to his embrace.

" Hey! What are you doing?! "

" Trying to sleep duh, what else? Let's just stay like this, shush. "

" But it's uncomfortable and we're literally on your chair. What if someone comes in? It's- "

" And? We're friends!~ It's literally nothing to care about y/n-chan.. "

You thought about his words, it was true. You guys were just friends, it was stupid for you to think he'd fall for you one day. Feeling a little bit sad with the feeling in your chest, you put your head to his shoulder.

" Fine, you stupid. Just don't complain about it when you wake up. "

He didn't spoke and you didn't move. Closing your eyes, trying to sleep while he hold you tightly.

[ Some weeks later ]

You two talked less and less after that day. It was nothing really weird or new for you. He was only talking about his new girlfriend. ' he really did choose that girl to play with? pfft '

You'd still try to look after him though. Somehow, it was becoming your routine when he finds someone new.

Simply, walking silently to school with him, giving him notes cause he probably didn't listen or was in practice, being sure if he had lunch, checking his after school practice and lastly walking back home with him silently.

One morning, he didn't walk with you. It wasn't okay because you thought he was asleep and waited him like half of an hour which made you late for your class. Well there he was, in class, not looking at you in the eyes while you got scolded. After the morning classes you couldn't find him at lunch or with his teammates, which was really odd. You checked everywhere, even asked his teammates but they said they didn't know.

It went on like that, he wouldn't walk with you nor talk with you.

Then someday, you went to rooftop, just to see the two of them, the girl he was talking about days ago, sitting together, snuggling each other while one feeding the another.

But..

He never really shared his food with you.

It got you shocked that you couldn't even move or blink.

You run to the bathroom, tears forming your eyes. Washing your face quickly, not wanting to let some tears run down from your cheeks. After going to class and settling down, you put your head down to the desk covering your face with your arms. ' It's been a month and a half, how come they didn't break up yet?? He didn't even lasts his relationships over a month.. I thought he was.. It's all fun and games for him, h-how.. ' you continued to think, not caring about last classes or the teachers anymore.

He wouldn't notice your behavior at first. He'd think you were just getting yourself busy with the tests. He noticed it when he broke up with the girl and trying to talk with you. You were pushing him away or not talking with him. He'd try again and again till you let your feelings out.

" Hey y/n-chan! Wait for me!! " you didn't.

" Heyy, sup!! Can you give me this classes notes? I couldn't get them from others. " you did gave your notes but not directly to him.

" Did you eat your lunch y/n-chan? " you didn't answer.

" Let's walk together y/n-chan! "

" Why don't we do that together? I saw it in a video! " you ignored him.

" I didn't get this subject y/n-chan, let's study together?? Yes? No?.. Okay.. " you didn't answer again.

He'd always try but you didn't let him at all.

One day after school, when everyone was leaving, he pinned you at some lockers. You can tell he was mad and tired.

" Okay y/n! Why are you not speaking to me at all?! I've been trying to get your attention like for a whole two damn weeks! "

You didn't look at him after his words.

" So? Why don't you just speak with others like you did the past months? "

" What are you talking about? You were the one who ignored me the whole two weeks, how can that be my fault?! "

" Not your fault?! " You turn your head to his.

" You made me late to my classes, running around for you to make sure you were fine and you freaking didn't tell me you were having a serious girlfriend?! How.. How can you be so-,, so careless?! "

" A serious girlfriend? " he chuckled.

" You must be kidding y/n-chan, i'm never really serious with anyone. They're all some games that fun for a time. You're my childhood friend, you should've know that! "

" How can you find this funny?! I'm serious! I don't care about us being childhood friends anymore! I can't stand you or your fake girl things!! " you said while feeling the tears now coming your eyes.

" I didn't knew you'd be this stupid and weird y/n! I just- "

" Stupid, weird?! You can't call me stupid you jerk!! You know that you have no other friend than me to asking some girls names.. or you don't have anyone to study test or exams! "

Your tears rolled down from your cheeks as he looked at you in shock.

" Hey, okay okay, calm down- "

" Don't tell me to calm down after doing so many things to effect me like that! I don't deserve your mean behavior! I hate you, Terushima! I literally hate you that i can't stop my feelings for you, you jerk! "

You cried and punched his arms weakly to get away while he listened everything you said and trying to calm you down.

" I.. I just don't get it! How can you be reckless towards me?! How can you find it funny to play with them?! "

" I- I'm sorry.. It was just.. I don't know, you know i'm just playing and it's all fun and games- "

" 'Til somebody falls in love.. For real and with some kind of a boy like you.. I just- I hate you Teru "

You guys stood like this for some time.

" Let me go, will you? It's really awkward and stuff. " he took his hands down.

' so he didn't really cared about my confession, huh? How stupid of me.. Well i'm late to home anyways ' you took your bag from the floor and started to walk away..

It happened all too quickly. Firstly you felt some hands on one of your shoulders and one of on neck, secondly your hands were on his chest and lastly his lips were on yours.

His eyes were closed but you were just staring at him with your wide eyes.

You pushed him away and closed your mouth with your hand.

" What are you doing Terushima?! How could you do that- "

" What? You just confessed and i turned your feelings back. Why are you so shocked then? "

You punched back of his head.

" You dumbass! You.. You should've just told me you were feeling the same! That's not how things work! "

" But- "

" No buts! Why would i believe you though huh? You broke so many girl's heart till now. Don't play with me, i won't let you so. "

You started walking away, blush forming on your cheeks. He run up to you and just pouted.

" The last one was the fakest one though y/n-chan! I did it for your attention. "

You just continued walking.

" Why would i believe you? Everyone, even me, knows you as a playboy. "

" Because! Uh.. i did it for your attention because some of my my teammates said that you were liking someone from class 2-4. So i thought i could get your attention with the other girl. I actually did it for us but you know it only made us apart for some time. "

You sighed. " You're really stupid sometimes, you know that right Teru? "

He pouted again and you chuckled at him.

" How come you didn't broke up with her after a month? "

" It was part of the plan heh.. You knew I broke up with the girls after a month so i asked her to pretend a little longer, that's why. "

You nodded while both of you continued to walk.

" So we're dating right? " he said, looking at you, smiling.

" Hm not really, you didn't ask me out yet Teru "

" Then.. Uh it's weird to ask this question for real but uh, would you like to be my girlfriend? "

" Yeah i'd like to but i don't really trust this relationship, we'll see after a month so. "

He nodded and tried to hold you by your shoulder but you were already in front of your house.

" See you tomorrow, Yuuji " you said while walking towards the door.

" See you too, babee " he said while waving at you, smiling brightly.

You can feel the heat coming from your cheeks while closing the door after you quickly.

' stupid yuuji! ' you thought, smiling to yourself.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x you #terushima x reader #terushima yuuji #haikyuu terushima #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x y/n #terushima yūji #haikyū!! #hq #hq x reader #song fic

[judasgot-it]

I wanted to write something really quick for Jouno's birthday ngl, so here's some really cheesy dogshit

Happy Birthday to the blind king himself (ugh I miss him)

Scenario: Calling Jouno while he's at work. It becomes a little silly.

As much as Jouno hated the telephone, he hated the sounds of his coworkers even more.

What were they yelling for? It's four in the morning.

Who's even up at four in the morning?

Apparently them.

Every day. For the last 2 weeks.

Usually, he could have slept in for at least 3 more hours. Have a coffee that didn't taste like piss and tinfoil (everyday he hated whoever made the coffee in the lounge, no one would tell him the name of the moron who cheaped out on it. They weren't safe from him.) and get to tell his woe's to someone who didn't have rocks for brains.

But no. He was stuck here, at HQ, listening to reports that led their current case to nowhere.

Which led to yelling. Always yelling.

So answering the phone was honestly rather refreshing.

"..."

He waited a second. Why should he, of all people, speak first?

"Hello? Is Jouno there?"

Jouno felt time pause for a moment. He stopped, listening to the other members in the room.

They seemed rather distracted, not truly paying attention to what he was doing. Teruko and Tachihara were arguing and Tecchou was...he smelt gross, so probably working out.

"Sorry, who is this?"

He really hoped he was hearing wrong.

"Jouno, c'mon you know who I am. Why, is something wrong?"

When did you have their number? As far as he recalled, only government officials were ever given this number, and even that is far and few in between. He never let you know much about his work.

"I'm not trying to buy anything."

To Jouno's dismay, that failed miserably. Instead, all he heard was your laughter on the other side of the phone. Did you really think his misery was funny?

"If I find you, I'll kill you."

Jouno made threats as a part of his day-to-day life, it was easy to fake it towards you. But a part of him felt how he was cracking easily, hearing your obvious giggles as they thought of the next line to say.

"Ok ok. Sorry I know you're busy at work right now. But I really did call for something really important."

Taking a moment, Jouno sighed as he leaned against the small desk that held the phone. He waited a bit, listening to see if the others in the room were still ignoring him.

As much as he hated it, they seemed to actually notice that the "bad-things-are-happening-please-help" phone was called. His luck really is immaculate.

"How did you get this number again?"

There was a guilty laugh on your end. What had you so happy?

"Some other day, maybe. But that's not important! Jouno."

Jouno gave a very long sigh.

"Jouno, today is your birthday!"

"Yes."

He was really hoping he was as good of an actor as he thought he was, because he couldn't help how his heart was beating twice as fast at the thought of you remembering something so small.

"Are you coming home tonight?"

There was a pause.

Jouno didn't want to respond, because he hated the answer. Truthfully, he didn't know when he would have a 'normal' (for a hunting dog) workday.

He didn't even want to admit out loud how much he missed you.

"Oh, ok. You know, after your 'case' is over, we should get to celebrating. I have the perfect gift for you already, which definitely involves no clothes."

"No."

There was a pause on your end. He hated telling you no. Weird, since frankly breaking people's hearts was his favorite past time.

"Good idea. Uh..."

Jouno forced himself to listen back into the conference room, which was now weirdly quiet. There was also a small heartbeat very very close to him.

That was not a good sign.

"Thank you. Um."

He turned his head, bell-jingling against the phone, as he knew Teruko was looking up at him -probably with a shit eating grin.

"...I love you."

Sighing, he ate his pride, turning away.

"I love you too, Jouno. Happy birthday."

You sang it, not forcing him to endure the entire song. He hoped he was tall enough and facing enough away that Teruko couldn't see the smile on his face hearing those words.

When he hung up the phone, hearing the click and shut off the landline, he was forced to face his reality.

The one where he couldn't stop hearing his coworkers giggling. Particularly Teruko's, but even Tecchou was laughing somewhere deep in that stupid body of his that managed to breathe air.

He wanted to kick him.

"I didn't know you were in a relationship."

Tachihara said this nervously, but still with a smile in his voice.

"I'm not. I don't know who that was or how they got that number."

It was hard to say this seriously, as Jouno could feel the red creeping up on his face.

Happy birthday Jouno omfgggfgfg when is he coming back </3

#this is silly but happy birthday jouno #silly man is silly ?! #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd x y/n #jouno x reader #jouno x you #jouno x y/n

[gauloiseblue]

Masterlist

Since I reblogged like a ton of stuff, it's only fair that I create some kind of navigation for my own posts.

Nsfw contents would be marked with [ 🔖]

JJBA

The Man Who Stood By The Ocean (Bruno Bucciarati × Reader)

Ch 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 🔖Finale

🔖Private Love Hotel

Kakyoin | Giorno | Jotaro

🔖Ruined Date (Jotaro Kujo × Reader)

🔖I'm hungry for something else (Giorno Giovanna × Reader)

Cruel Summer (Kakyoin Noriyaki × Reader)

Ch 1

🔖Ménage À Trois (Giorno Giovanna × Reader × Guido Mista)

Keep Your Eyes On Me (Giorno Giovanna × Reader)

COD

Specific songs for COD character's scenarios

🔖TF141 + König | sensory deprived sex

🔖TF141 + König, Graves, Alejandro | Body Worship

TF141 + König as Ghibli Studio Men

Captain Price

How would he stop smoking

John Price as a personal bodyguard

General HQ | Part I | Part II

Red Lipstick

Self-Indulgence

First Meeting | Second Time The Charm | Hearsay | The Garden | A Loyal Dog

🔖I don't care if you don't want me / I'm yours right now

König

Sea, swallow me

🔖Stray dog's behavior

Unveiling König

🔖I'm Only Flesh And Blood

If I were a good man / I'd understand the spaces between friends

For though I am a sinner / You call me to your table

Ghost

🔖réchauffer un serpent dans son sein

Tender.

You carved your love on mine / And left a wound / That refused to heal

Gaz

Gaz × cook!reader

And at every table / I'll save you a seat

Medic!Reader × Poly!141 (Platonic)

Part I | Part II | Part III

Snippet Collection

Dark hair (Price × Reader)

Favorite food (Price × Reader)

Oversized things (Soap × Reader)

Blue Velvet (König × Reader × Horangi)

Oral Fixation (Graves × Reader)

DMC

Red Grave City Gothic

🔖Hellgate (2!Dante × Reader)

The Arcana

🔖Asra Alnazar | Modern AU

Fanarts

Yassified Ghost

COD men as Party Animals characters

König × Reader

König × Reader pt. 2

König × Reader pt. 3

Pet!Graves

Graves pt. 1

Simp Kakyoin

Jotakak 'Comrades'

2p Japan

#masterlist

[kishibei]

APPOINTMENT WITH THE LOVE DOCTOR !

a matchup event by newly (un) licensed dr. dzifa!

DOCTOR'S NOTE: i've literally been sooo on and off on this account and u guys still fw me?! thank you sm for all the love you've shown me! thank you for 1k but i've decided to quit tumblr and become a self proclaimed love doctor.

SCHEDULE AN APPOINTMENT WITH THE LOVE DOCTOR!check the status of this post to ensure the doctor is taking appointments at the time of your request!

STATUS: CLOSED!!! (mutuals can send for a squeeze in!)

YOU: you're joking, right... you don't even got a license !!!

DR. DZI: there's no time for that! we'll need to do a little questionnaire and update some information i have on file!

FOR — RES EVIL/JJK/AOT/BLLK/BLEACH/GENSHIN/HQ

THE SAMPLE : send me an ask describing yourself: tell me about your personality, hobbies, likes/dislikes, pronouns + anything else. you can also describe your appearance or attach an image (only if u want an appearance matchup !!!)

please specify which fandom you want a matchup from and if you have any gender preferences for your match.

if you do chose to attach a photo of yourself, it will not be posted !!! i will make a separate post and tag you in it !

YOUR PRESCRIPTION (500mg):

after our consultation (your ask !) you will recieve:

DEAR PATIENT (FOLLOWING) —

a character i think you'd look good with, a brief description of your relationship, a few images to fit you two, and a song that encompasses your relationship or the vibe of it !

FREQUENT VISITORS (MUTUALS) —

all as listed above with a mini scenario added on !

this is a follower only event, if you plan to participate please make sure that you are following me before scheduling !!!

pls do not send me an ask after i close submissions! it will not get answered !!!

THANK YOU FOR PARTICIPATING, RBS APPRECIATED <3

#happy 1k! #resident evil x reader #re x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #attack on titan x reader #aot x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bleach x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader

[nateriverswife]

can you talk about your deathnote au l is a detective Shepard in Romania, like any scenarios you have ab it. I saw the post two seconds ago and i now refuse to let go of that peaceful but hilarious image it created in my head. I need more!

SO GLAD YOU ASKED!! i don't have scenarios but here's more information!

He lives in the North part of the Ardeal/Transylvania region (orange) of Romania -> i don't know exactly where, as i am not 100% familiar with that region, since I am from the eastern part and they are quite different. However, I decided this is the perfect region for him because of the way they talk. It's literally so perfect for him. I can't explain it really well, but their dialect is made for L. They have a "no" that, based on its inflection, means so many things, and L would love that to death. Also, their dialect sounds so… Rural.

On the left, he's personal house (couldn't find it without the watermark); on the right, his HQ whenever he's working with the police.

His own house doesn't have computers or any advanced technology -> he has only a landline telephone and a radio attached to the wall. Usually the radio tends to trasmit the church's mass or songs, but on a specific frequency, they'll talk about recent deaths or cases.

Traditional/Folk romanian music is its favourite genre -> like... of course. Examples:

(rip mitu stoian </3)

a must - nicu paleru (also my mother's crush):

also this, 'cause someone stole my dog right before i saw this video for the first time and thought she took it lmfao

his clothes -> in the winter, he's obviously going to wear the traditional shepard coat.

In the summer:

his mean of transportation -> horse carriage.

Lastly, his favourite food -> sarmale (cabbage leaves stuffed with ground meat, rice, onions, and various spices; served with sour cream) & gulas ardelenesc (hearty stew made with chunks of beef or pork, potatoes and various spices), and, since he's also a freak, racituri/pifite de pui (chicken meat jelly).

As for dessert -> cozonac cu rahat, nuca si cacao (sweet bread with turkish delight, walnut and cocoa)

#thanks again for the ask!!! #dn.inbox #dn.au #death note #l lawliet #i like to think his romanian version lives a modest life. not like the rich bastard he is in the canon so yeah #dn.rau

[crisiscutie]

Masterlist II

If you are willing and able, I would greatly appreciate any donations on Ko-fi.  

HEADCANONS/SCENARIOS

Rating How Well Some Yandere Sephiroths Would Care For Their Pregnant Darling

House Of Sephiroth Proposal 

Zack, Genesis and Sephiroth Reacting to Their S/O Slapping Their Ass Suddenly

Zack, Angeal and Genesis Having Their First Kiss with their S/O underneath the Mistletoe

Cloud, Rufus and Vincent Reacting to Their S/O Suddenly Being More Affectionate. 

Yandere Sephiroth With Shy and Innocent Darling

Sephiroth’s Darling Lying to Him about Her Illness (Analysis and Scenario)

Sephiroth And His Darling Getting Frisky in Shinra HQ

Sephiroth’s Darling Gifting Herself to Him

Angeal's Reaction to his Sister and Sephiroth's Relationship.

Yandere and Fluffy Sephiroth’s Milk Kink (Headcanon and Rambling)

The Backstory of Sephiroth’s Darling (As Angeal’s Younger Sister)

Sephiroth With a Petite Darling 

Sephiroth Taking a Shower With His Darling

How Sephiroth Would React to Someone Hitting on His Darling, Before and During Relationship

Sephiroth Helping His Darling Out of a Wall

How Much of A Tease Sephiroth Is 

Sephiroth With A Young Looking Darling

Sephiroth’s Darling As A Covert Agent For AVALANCHE

When C.C Seph Is Having A Bad Day And The Darling Hides From Him (House of Sephiroth AU)

Yandere Genesis Tries To Take The Darling For Himself.

Sephiroth’s Feeling About A Voluptuous Darling.

Yandere Sephiroth’s Darling Deepthroating Him.

FICS AND DRABBLES 

The Crisis Cutie Collection - reunion. 

RAMBLINGS

Is “Crisis” Implied to Sephiroth? 

Angeal’s Story Arc and His Juxtaposition with Sephiroth

What if Angeal and Zack Were Related? 

If Sephiroth’s Darling Was Genesis’ Sister

Incorrect Yandere Sephiroth Quotes

How C.C was Introduced to FF7

Getting Fucked By An Emotional Sephiroth

Yandere Sephiroth Song Vibes

Sephiroth and His Darling Under a Mistletoe

Why Do People Call Sephiroth a Babygirl? 

Can Sephiroth’s Darling Keep Up With Him During Sex? 

Will Sephiroth Save Aerith? C.C’s Thoughts on What Might Happen in the 7R Trilogy.

What Objects Do Sephiroth Treasure? 

Sephthoughts - a collection of random shitposts thoughts about Sephiroth

C.C Thoughts On Jenova and Why She Is Prominent In Her Works Concerning Sephiroth

Alternative Universes

Fluffy Sephiroth/Domestic Darling (Domestic AU)

Sephiroth’s Angel (Darling as Angeal’s Sister)

One Winged Masquerade (Dissidia Sephiroth/Dissidia!Darling)

House of Sephiroth AU (Multi Yandere Sephiroth/Darling)

For The Third Masterlist, Go Here.

#Navigation #Crisis Cutie Roundtable

[mobolanz]

Music Shuffle Challenge but OC version

How this works: Open your playlist, play it on shuffle mode and fill the following form with the songs that come up (in order), don't skip any songs, that would be considered cheating. :P

And don't forget to tell us which character you are doing this for!

(used YT for that one so the sources are mixed aldkskdkakd)

Round 1: Evelyn (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧🍎

1 - This song would be your OC theme song:

Witch spat out a curse / Eri Kitamura (omg that's the perfect coincidence I mean she's literally my voice h.c for her ;w; )

2 - This song would describe your OC's love life:

I'd like to think it's how you lean on my shoulder

And how I see myself with you

I don't say a word

But still, you take my breath and steal the things I know

There you go, saving me from out of the cold

They say that we're out of control and some say we're sinners

Ah my fav song this couldn't be better <3

3 - This song would play whenever your OC thinks about their crush/love:

</3 ah...classic 🤧🤧🤧

4 - This song would describe your OC's childhood:

5 - This song would describe how your OC feels about the world:

THIS IS FUCKING EVIL. :C

6 - This song would play during your OC's badass moments:

7 - This song would describe your OC's friendships:

Ahhhh ow :")

8 - This song would play whenever your OC is feeling sad:

9 - This song would be about your OC's backstory:

10 - This song would play during your OC's death:

Like,,, old age death or,,, the fucked up what-if scenario I cooked in mind of her meeting her end during the liberio attack- (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

If you want to do this with your oc/si feel more than welcome!:D

#tagged #challenge #music shuffle #aot oc #evelyncore #reinelyncore #mai thoughts #my oc #oc x canon #SoundCloud #Spotify

[abeinginsand]

Can we have 🫂💤 for Taylor? :3

Heya Cereal and definitely!! Thanks for the ask and sorry for the delay. Just got back in from work! Spinning him around in my mind, such a silly little guy :]

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Friendship Headcanon

As a nephew cousin uncle pseudo sibling duo, Hermie and Taylor are constantly antagonizing each other haha. Teasing each other about their crushes, arguing about some show they both watch, and other stuff. Giving each other random titles while also alternating who gets called "uncle" or "nephew".

On the softer side, they try to look out for each other. Taylor staying behind in the cat bus to keep watch/guard things while he's having a flare up day. Hermie coincidentally having a sudden stomach ache and staying behind to keep him company. The sound of cat purring and the great debate of the top ten anime and play betrayals is a fun distraction.

Hermie having some shape-shifting issues in public place and Taylor doing an intense series of anime poses and jokes to draw attention away. When Hermie calms, he musters enough energy to give a playful critique of the performance. Taylor ends up surprised because it's the nicest critique he's heard him give to anyone. "Well if you're so surprised, I can easily take such words back? 🤨" to which Taylor says no take backs haha.

And since we're getting into the sleep part next... Taylor is very affectionate with his friends. Usually in the form of high fives, fist bumps, a hand on the shoulder, and leaning against them if sitting together. Sometimes he'll end up falling asleep if it's during a movie night, game, or car ride.

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Sleeping headcanon

Taylor has an easy time falling asleep while sometimes struggling to stay asleep for long, especially if he's alone or feels alone. He tends to sleep with a pile of pillows and his childhood toy, a Santa Snoopy. Having something to hold onto is comfy, often holds Hermie's or Lincoln's hands when they have sleepovers. Unfortunately, Taylor usually ends up moving a lot in his sleep so watch out--ending upside down or half way off the bed at times. If napping, he likes leaning on people like his mom if having a little movie night on the couch or always falling asleep in his dads arms as a baby. Nicky coming late to hq and everyone thinks it's because he thinks it's cool 😎. Real reason being not wanting to wake up his baby boy who looks like a little angel in his sleep.

When he adopts Zoro (gray cat I've drawn a few times), the cat likes to sleep curled around his head on a pillow. The purring is soothing and tends to help him fall back asleep. Though he is not immune to scrolling social media on his phone at 3 am instead.

In dreamland, Taylor tends to dream of a mix of shows or manga that he's looked at recently. He is always in the protagonist spot and no matter the plot there is always a mom character that is basically a dream Cassandra. It's a version of her that let's him break more rules and have more weapons though. In a nightmare scenario, he tends to still be in a plot except no mom and no sidekicks. Lonely and lost protagonist traveling through an ever-changing and dimly lit cavern. The little flame torches are his only comfort there.

On a sillier side, he has attempted lucid dreaming a few times. One of those times was a dream version of the school and he explored each classroom, spotting different characters hidden amongst the students. He spent most of the dream in band class with Miku! The teen was on keyboard and she sang one of many one piece opening songs. For some reason, it was a hard rock cover and her pitch was shifted down. Next song was a Rick roll and as soon as he dramatically gasped about the betrayal...

He woke up and realized he was snoozing on his keyboard with his music editing software stuff open on his computer.

#taylor swift dndads #dndads taylor swift #dndads #dndads headcanon #asks #abeinginsand writing tag

[naavispider]

Chapter 22

Spider massaged the suds firstly into his scalp, doing his best to thoroughly remove the dirt and muck that two weeks of neglect and living rough in the forest had caused. When he rinsed, the water ran off brown.

After three rounds of shampoo, his hair finally felt fresher, and he turned his attention to scrubbing the mud and dried blood from his body instead. His thoughts turned, as they often did in quiet moments, to Kiri. Where was she now? Was she with Jake? Was she thinking of him? Surely she was missing him. Logically, he knew she was. But at the same time, the raw emotions from being left to the mercy of the RDA were still too strong. He sat down in the shower and fingered the anklet that she'd made for him. He'd never taken it off in five years. There was even a tan line on his ankle from it. "We're always connected now," she'd said when she tied it on for him. He had made her a matching one, which he knew she valued just as much as he did hers. He missed her. So, so much.

Reluctantly leaving the warmth and comfort of the shower, he dried himself quickly and tried to squeeze his locs as dry as possible before making his way back to the room. He had planned on trying to work out the song Weatherman on the ukulele, but as he entered the room he was overcome with a wave of weariness, and he realised he didn't really want to do anything. Instead, he climbed up to one of the top bunks and pulled the clean sheet over him. It wasn't even dinner time but he just wanted to curl up and lay here. He closed his eyes and let himself fall asleep easily.

******

Quaritch's mind was buzzing with information and possible actions to take. As he made his way back from HQ towards the living quarters he poured over the options. The gunship had travelled to an island or islands in the western reef area, 120 clicks from Bridgehead. The Na'vi there would know where Sully was. And hell, was he going to get it out of them. Best case scenario was that they run right into Sully and take him out with minimal conflict. Worst case scenario, the blue monkeys didn't have any intel and Sully was underground. Still, they'd find him.

The doors to the rec room slid open and Fike nodded at him as he strode in to grab an avatar bar from his pack, which had been brought in for him and put against a wall.

"Anything interesting boss?" Fike called, eager for action after so long of nothing.

"It's Sully for sure." Quaritch knew it. "Debrief in 5." He threw his pack over his shoulder and took it down to the avatar room where Wainfleet, Savine and Mansk were lounging over various bunks. His eyes narrowed as he took in the sweatpants that Mansk and Savine were donning, but didn't comment. They were off duty after all. Lyle was dutifully pouring over his tablet, reading what looked like mission reports from other units in the field. His expression looked pinched, as if something in the report was worrying him - a very unusual and slightly concerning sign.

"All good, Lyle?" he asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed and took his heavy boots off.

"Sorry boss, everything's fine. Just some quacks up top reporting on Project Phoenix's effectiveness."

Quaritch knew the word around the RDA execs. Mutterings and ideas of withdrawing funding for the project had been heard since most of the squad had been killed in the first standoff with Sully. Quaritch wasn't a commander, he was a colonel, which meant he didn't have to worry about the decisions behind the funding, but that didn't mean it hadn't played on his mind. He was fully aware that as a recom, he had much reduced agency within the RDA. They brought him back to life and had grown his body themselves, and he had shivered inwardly whenever he supposed that meant they thought he was their property. He hadn't spared much thought to what would happen after Sully was dead, or God forbid if the RDA decided to cancel the project. It wasn't his job to find answers. He had one mission, which he would achieve if it meant dying. It was his whole purpose - the reason he was put here on this godforsaken moon.

"Don't listen to that Lyle, just focus on the mission," he reminded the faithful team leader.

Lyle nodded, closing the screen.

"Where's Spider?"

"I put him in 2B, should still be there."

Quaritch nodded and left to check on his boy. He paused outside the door, ducking to look through the small rectangular window in the door. Looked like Spider was asleep. He knocked while opening the door at the same time. "Hey, kid. You awake?"

Spider rolled over towards him on the top bunk. "Huh?"

Light seemed to fill Quaritch's chest, and he pushed the alarming sensation down. Spider had to stop doing that to him.

"Briefing. You want in?"

Spider sat up groggily, nodding. Quaritch waited patiently for him to climb out of the bunk, holding the door open. He led the way back to the avatar room, Spider's pattering of footsteps following close behind as they picked up Fike on the way.

Spider settled himself on one of the oversized bunks in the avatar room, and when they were all assembled, Quaritch began.

"Long range patrol picked up an intermittent signal about 80 clicks west, coming from a rogue Samson. This ship would have been flown by insurgent humans, possibly transporting Sully. We analysed the signal and projected it to an island group 120 clicks down the coast, which is where we believe Sully is hiding. These islands are filled with Na'vi groups, so gaining intel should be easy. Someone has seen our guy. Our mission remains the same, though our focus has shifted to information extraction. Tomorrow, we take the ikran to the S-76 SeaDragon. This is a whaling vessel, but we have been granted authorisation to commandeer the ship for the purposes of Project Phoenix. The lab coats on board know the island clans - where we can find them and how to hit them hard. Cet-Ops have heavy weapons and ammo, which we'll need. We go full tilt, all the way. Offensive strategies from here on out."

Quaritch turned to Spider. "You can finally make yourself a bit more useful, kid. We'll need you to translate."

Spider didn't say anything, which concerned Quaritch a little. He just looked quiet and pale.

Savine was nodding with a satisfied grin spreading across her face. "Finally, let's get some!"

Mansk grinned back and fist bumped Fike. Wainfleet was all operational. "We expecting casualties?"

"Not on my watch. We have the full support of the Cet-Ops personnel, marines included. We hit them hard and without warning."

"Sounds like a plan," Lyle smiled.

"We move out at 08:00 tomorrow, bring your packs to breakfast so we can get straight out."

"Copy that,' Mansk replied.

"Right, let's go get some grub."

The recoms moved out of the room, each excited and talking about the new direction their mission had taken. Quaritch let them leave first, until only Spider was left behind. He was breathing deeply.

"You alright kid?" He wasn't looking at Quaritch. 

Shit. "Now don't get in a sulk."

Spider shook his head disbelievingly. He got up, still not looking at Quaritch, and shoved into him as he walked past wordlessly - probably as hard he could, though Quaritch barely felt it.

Hmm. That's okay. Spider was bound to get pissy again now that they were narrowing in on Sully. Maybe Quaritch shouldn't have mentioned Spider's role in all this until later.

It didn't matter. He'd come around.

Quaritch exited the room after Spider but called after him when he realised the boy was going back to his own dorm.

"Come to dinner."

"No thanks," Spider replied without looking over his shoulder.

"Spider!" 

Spider stopped at the raised voice. 

"I can't leave you here without anybody. Get your ass over here."

Spider tilted his head back, and although Quaritch couldn't see, he knew the kid's teeth were gritted. After a moment Spider turned, though he kept ignoring him as they made their way to the mess. Spider went straight to an empty table without getting anything to eat. Quaritch joined Lyle at the avatar food station.

Sensing Quaritch's discomfort, Lyle spoke. "I made sure he ate earlier."

Quaritch nodded and clapped a grateful hand on Lyle's back.

All of Quaritch's earlier excitement about the new mission development had seemed to dissipate into thin air. Now all he was left with was that familiar nagging sensation of longing and hoping that this child would come out of his sulk soon.

*****

Fuck. So this was happening. They'd caught wind of Jake and not only that, Spider was to be forced into aiding and abetting their war of terror on the reef clans. Spider buried his head in his arms on the table. He wouldn't do it. He swallowed. 

Eventually, Wainfleet came over from the avatar table to talk to him. He sat down next to Spider. "Kid, you still hungry?"

"No."

Wainfleet was quiet, not sure what to say next or where to go from here. "Look.."

Spider got up, not wanting to hear anything more from anybody dressed in camo. He went to the bathroom again, feeling the nausea bubbling, and vomited into the sink. He laid his head on the cool of the basin, trying to take calming breaths through his mouth.

Someone entered the bathroom behind him. Two people, it sounded like. "It's that feral kid," one of them whispered to the other. He ignored the muttering as whoever they were used the cubicle. He rubbed the sides of his face as he took another moment to stare at himself in self pity. A moment later the cubicle flushed and one of the men emerged, washing his hands at the sink next to Spider. He could feel the sidestare.

"You got a problem, asshole?" he snarled, turning slowly to look at the man.

The marine was dressed head to toe in military uniform, and so was his friend, who joined him, looking tough and unimpressed. The first guy looked him up and down with a disgusted look on his face.

"Chill out bud," he raised his eyebrows and hands in mock defeat. "We were only wondering why you think you're a completely different species, and a traitor to your own race."

What a dickhead. Spider hissed at the pair of them, turning to leave, but they moved faster, blocking his exit.

"Jesus, he really does think he's an animal!" the second man jeered. He shoved Spider back.

Spider gave as good as he got. He went for the guy's jaw, throwing his punch with all the force he could muster. However, the marines were well-trained. The man blocked his throw and twisted him around quickly so Spider was facing away from him in an armlock. "Asshole!" Spider groaned, coating the word in poison.

A fist connected with his face, hard.

Fuck. He could taste blood as another punch met his eye. He struggled, managing to break free when the man released his grip. A boot in his back shoved him away against the wall. He caught himself before he fell.

"Stay down!" The first man said angrily. "Waste of space and resources is what you are, they should have left you to die in the forest."

Okay... whatever.

The men left in a huff, annoyed they'd had to rile themselves up, and Spider growled to himself. He was pissed off that he'd not been able to take them. He should have been able to defend himself better than that. Jake taught him better. He brought a hand up to wipe the blood trickling from his nose, and took a moment before walking back out with his head held high.

When he returned to the table, Wainfleet was sitting back with the rest of the recoms.

Solitude was his comfort now. Whatever happened to 'I can protect you Spider,' and 'Come be an avatar with me Spider'?

Fuck that.

Just as he was beginning to think that maybe Quaritch was capable of being a decent person, he goes and does this. How could he expect Spider to go along with it?

The man that he'd grown up watching on screens suddenly seemed alive and well, sat only a few feet away from him. His knee bounced restlessly under the table.

"Spider?" Quaritch had caught sight of him. 

Great. He turned away, rolling his eyes that the man was now acting concerned.

The gigantic man crossed over and sat next to Spider, grabbing his shoulder to force him to look at him. "What the hell happened? Who did this?"

Spider met his eyes, which were narrowed in protectiveness.

"Does it matter?"

"Tell me," Quaritch growled.

Spider smirked. "No."

"Hey boss," Wainfleet was behind Qauritch, gesturing with his eyes towards the two men that had come out of the bathroom before Spider.

Quaritch's hand left Spider's shoulder and the man steeled himself. Spider did not want to be on the receiving end of this. He stormed with unstoppable fury towards the marines that attacked Spider, who were just about to leave through the sliding doors.

This was going to be good.

They were across the hall, and Quaritch seemed to make the air around him vibrate as he reached the pair and grabbed them - one in each hand - and pulled them around. Spider stood for a better view. He couldn't hear what Quaritch growled at them, but it became clear he got all the answers he needed, because next minute he had sucker punched one of them so hard he collapsed to the ground. The humans nearby shrieked and got up from their tables to back away. The mess fell silent. Quaritch turned to the other man and hit him with the same ferocity he did the first. Surely they would not be okay. Spider climbed up onto the table to see above the crowd. Relief - relief? - lapped inside him as the men started to move, weakly trying to crawl away.

"Anyone else?" Quaritch turned to the crowd, arms wide, inviting. Spider's mouth was open. Nobody spoke. The whole mess was holding its breath.

It looked like he wanted to say more, but thought better of it when he caught sight of Spider watching. He huffed angrily, collecting himself, and started to stroll back across the hall. He lifted him gently off the table onto the floor, assessing his injured face.

"Med-bay. Move."

Spider didn't wait to be told twice. As he scrambled to remember the right way with Quaritch right behind him, he couldn't hold back the small smile that was pulling at the edges of his cut lip.

#gahhh #spider seeing the soft side just as he's about to hate quaritch again #it truly is a rollercoaster with these two

[captain-natey]

New Home Chapter 4 (domestic fluff rivetra fic)

{Summary: Levi takes the opportunity and invites Petra for a glass of wine. {Notes: So happy to provide another chapter!

@soaringcadenza @lunar-rainclouds @atthebrinksofstories @neverdonegrowing @himevampirechan

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ao3 / tumblr: chapter 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , 5

Petra hummed along to the kids song playing in the kitchen. She looked back at Mikasa who was practising writing numbers at the table and smiled to herself before going back to preparing dinner for them. 

Despite her initial plans of being a one-time help, it was already the third week of her helping with Mikasa while Levi worked after hours. It was hard to even struggle with that idea, she was getting paid insane amounts and taking care of the little girl was nothing but a nice time. There were some issues, of course, but she taught the child to speak her feelings, so she could understand her better. Another bonus was seeing how Mikasa opened up a little to Levi as well, despite the awkwardness he approached her with. It was clear that he was going to be a good father, just by how much he tried to do it right.

She checked the soup on the stove and her thoughts wandered further into the image of her employer. She couldn’t quite place his age; he looked young and mature at the same time in her eyes. He couldn’t be far from thirty, so she could only wonder what in his life made him into such a stern character. 

They didn’t spend a lot of time together, only exchanging some words when he was coming back home, but that didn’t stop her from appreciating every second of it. Something about this man thrilled her. He was nothing like the peers from her university that only wanted to date her to get to her into bed. 

Well, in fact, he didn’t try to date her at all, so she thought that maybe it was just the yearning for the unreachable. There was no harm in glancing at the sharpness of his jaw, or the toned muscles of his forearms whenever he pulled up the sleeves of his dark-gray shirt, when he wasn’t looking. Whenever he was, however, she kept eye contact, no matter how intimidating the stare of his cold, blue eyes were.

Sometimes she couldn’t help but imagine scenarios where he’d pin her against the wall and confront her about the way she looked at him, about how he noticed and wanted to know what she was planning on doing about it.

She sighed dreamily and stirred the soup.

An unexpected sound of the opening front door reached her ears. She closed the lid of the pot and walked to the living room. 

Levi was taking off his shoes.

“Welcome home,” she threw his way with a smile and he straightened up.

“Hi.”

“You’re early.”

“There was a bomb alert at the HQ.”

Petra gasped and stepped closer in shock.

“What ? Is everyone okay?”

The man brushed it off with a hand gesture.

“Someone sent a threatening email and security had to check the whole place. They didn’t find anything, but sent us home anyway, just in case. It happens. They better find the pest who thought it was a good idea to fuck with goverment insitutes.”

She relaxed a bit and put a hand over her heart. The idea of such an instance in their city was terrifying.

“Well…anyway, I’m glad you are safe. I’m making dinner. I can leave when I’m finished,” she assured him. 

Levi sent her a look while passing her. She already knew his habits; first thing after coming back home was to wash hands. 

“Hi, Levi!” Mikasa called from the kitchen.

“Hello,” he replied along the way, and Petra followed him upon seeing he glanced at her again. “If you made it, it makes sense that you will stay and eat it too. What’s the point of making dinner twice.”

A smile lightened up her face.

“My pleasure,” she beamed and went back to the kitchen. 

When he joined them, he sat on the stool next to Mikasa and looked at the pages she was focused on. 

“Good job,” he stated.

“Thanks. Five is my favorite number.”

“That’s great.”

“Petra gave me a new plushie. Wanna see?” The girl finally looked away from her work to look at him. 

“Sure,” he replied with a slight frown.

When Mikasa exited the room to get it, he switched his attention to the ginger. 

“How much for that toy?”

Petra, who was just leaning on the counter next to the stove, raised her brows. 

“Oh, it’s a gift from me. You don’t have to pay me back for it.”

The man looked sincerely confused, but before he was able to add anything, Mikasa came back to show him a fluffy plush rabbit.

“Petra said I can take him to kindergarten if I want to,” she said, watching him.

“Just don’t let anyone steal it. It’s yours, so you have to protect it,” he said seriously and the girl nodded without a moment of hesitation.

Petra smiled to herself, happy to see that at least the two of them understood each other.

—-

“You can pick one,” Levi said, throwing a look at Mikasa as they entered a bakery. The girl smiled a little at him and rushed to see what sweets they had on display. He followed her and checked the time on his smartwatch. 

Even though he still couldn’t get used to this new role in his life, he never regretted adopting her. Whenever he thought back to the orphanage, he felt sick. Especially after discovering she barely had any medical care in her life to begin with.

By the way Mikasa started to get grumpy instead of sad whenever he lectured her, he figured she felt more comfortable around him. At least that much was a good thing. Maybe she wasn’t as cheerful as when she spent time with Petra, but he doubted he would ever be able to fill the same role for her. Petra entertained the little girl like it was the easiest thing on earth, it made him admire her even more. 

He bought the donut she picked and handed it to her. 

On their way to the parking lot, a familiar laugh reached his ears. He looked to the side and so did Mikasa. Not so far away, there was a small group of young adults, one of them being Petra. He felt strange seeing her outside of his home. His eyes flickered to the men she was with and he felt a sting of jealousy. The realization of that feeling irritated him, because there was no reason for him to feel this way. She was just someone working for him, that’s all. 

“Petra!!!” Mikasa called, to his horror, and waved her hands. Petra looked in their direction and a huge smile lit up her face. 

“Hey!!” She called back and before he could stop her, Mikasa was running in her direction. He cursed under his breath and headed toward them as well. Petra leaned down to hug the kid.

“Sorry for that,” he said, not sparing a single look at the men standing there with her. 

“No need! It’s always nice to see you.” The woman beamed and looked at her friends. “These are my pals from the university Eld, Gunther and Oulo. We were actually planning to hang out on the weekend, maybe you want to join too?”

Levi looked at her dumbfounded, with no idea where that came from. A blush appeared on her cheeks. 

“I-I mean, every one of us is inviting our other friends, since we don’t have a lot of opportunities to party together. I just thought about you when I saw you.” 

He frowned in confusion and grabbed Mikasa’s hand to get her back to his side while Petra opened her mouth yet again, this time turning her eyes to her company. 

“This is Levi and his daughter Mikasa, the girl I’m taking care of sometimes, remember?”

“Hard not to.” The tallest, dark haired man threw with a slight smirk that got on Levi nerves. 

“I don’t have time for partying. And when I go out, you’re at my house anyway.” He pointed out, staring her in the eyes. 

Petra scratched the back of her neck nervously, sending him a small smile.

“Well, you’re right. Maybe some other time. You’re always welcome,” she assured him. The atmosphere made him feel weirdly uneasy.

“Thanks. We’ll be on our way,” he replied and looked at the others properly for the first time. The teasing from their eyes disappeared under his cold stare. He stopped himself from telling them to make sure she’s safe there. He nodded a ‘goodbye’ instead, and when Mikasa said bye as well, he turned back to his car, not letting go of the girl’s hand this time. 

His whole body felt awkwardly tense.

—-

Later, the same day, Petra surprised him with a call, apologizing about her leaving her class notebook at his house and asking if she could come by to get it. He agreed without much thought and went to look for it. It was on the living room’s coffee table; a room he rarely ever spent time in outside of cleaning days. 

He sat on the couch and riffled through the notebook, curious to see her handwriting. He thought back to her awkward invitation and reconsidered his response. Maybe finding a way to see her somewhere else wouldn’t be that bad. On the other hand, the sole idea of the swarm of other people looking for her attention wherever they would go was tiring. She was pretty, so going out with her would probably end up stirring attention.

An idea popped into his head and he looked to the direction of the kitchen before standing up to head there.

—-

She arrived at his apartment around 8 pm, welcoming him with her trademark smile. He almost felt like smiling back.

"Hi! Sorry for the trouble. Did you find it?" 

"It's on the dining table," he replied and opened the door further to let her in. She threw him a short look when she passed him. Perhaps she didn't expect to be invited in. She shuffled in place for a moment before taking her shoes off. 

He closed the door and moved back into the apartment. The fireplace in the living room was lit, creating a warm ambience in the room. 

"Sorry for that interruption in the city again," he said, leaning back on the cabinet while watching her on her way to get the notebook. She grabbed it and looked at him before smiling again. 

"It was a nice surprise," Petra replied, but her eyes shifted to the side before she opened her mouth again. "Actually… I wanted to apologize for throwing that invite out of nowhere. That must have seemed weird without context," she signed with a pink tint appearing on her cheeks.

Levi watched her and bit his tongue before speaking up. 

"I can't go to a party, but since you mentioned it, I have some good wine opened." 

Petra looked back at him, shifting awkwardly, and brought the notebook closer. 

"Sure! I'd love to try it." 

He nodded and walked out to the kitchen. He stopped inside and covered his mouth with his palm. The carefully crafted mask fell from his face once he was alone. He couldn't believe he actually did that. He looked at the already awaiting skewer snacks he prepared, along with the tray of two glasses and a bottle of red wine.

He had to be insane. It was absolutely embarrassing. 

Furrowing his brows, he poured the wine and decided to take the glasses only. When he got back, Petra was standing in place with her jacket still on - a bad sign.

He handed her the glass and murmuring something about its origin. 

"Mikasa is already asleep, but that doesn't mean you're not welcome here," he gestured to the couch. Petra seemed more confident since he got back. She beamed silently and followed his invite with the glass in both hands. 

Instead of sitting with her, he took the seat on the armchair on the other side of the coffee table. 

"So, they were your university friends, huh?" he started. Somehow, the words coming from his mouth didn't sound awkward, even though he was absolutely lost inside. He watched as she stripped herself from her coat, uncovering the beige blazer under it.

"Yes. We're quite close," she confirmed, "It's not easy to manage friendship outside of university, so I'm mostly hanging out with them or Nifa.” She pondered.”Have you attended university?”

“I enlisted at a young age,” he replied simply, as she already knew where he worked at the barracks office. 

“I actually considered enlisting too,” she offered and laughed at the sight of the face he made. “I don’t look like your typical recruit, huh?”

“Different people come to join the military,” he said, holding eye contact before taking a sip of wine from his glass.”But, you don’t give that impression,” he confirmed.

“I wish I did pick that option sometimes. I can’t really explain why,” she added, relaxing into the couch. 

“It’s never too late to change your mind,” he said and cringed at himself for that. His eyes met her amused look.

“Stay calm, Captain, I’m already working for you,” she joked and he couldn’t help but smile a little - something that rarely happened. He put his glass down and stood up to carry her coat to the hall.

“I know I’m not the nicest employer, but I’m hoping it’s not shitty for you,” he said once he came back. 

“If it was, I would quit. Even the sweet angel, Mikasa, is not worth a shitty boss.”

“I’m not your boss. That’s too much,” he huffed, stopping at the side of the couch. 

Before he knew it, she pulled him into a conversation, and as much as she'd done most of the talking, he started opening up too. He suspected part of that was the wine’s doing, since he had rarely been this chatty. The real logorrhea started the moment they talked about their hobbies and discovered their mutual love for tea. That was a topic he couldn’t get enough of, telling her, with all seriousness, about all the best blends and how people fucked it up. It came to a point where he left to fetch his laptop, and joined her on the couch to show her the arguments he had with the idiots on one of the forums. 

He looked at her face when she was focused on googling her favorite tea shop to show him and he realized how strangely comfortable he felt being so close to her. His arm twitched, wanting to touch her, but he stopped himself and looked back at the laptop. 

“It’s kind of tricky to get there, but it’s worth it,” she told him, scrolling through the page with a frown before showing the map to him. 

“It’s getting late, are you hungry?” he asked, surprising her and she gasped, checking the time. 

“Oh god, it is late,” she noticed with a sudden worry and sighed. “I need to wake up early, sorry.” 

Levi moved back instinctively as she put the laptop away on the coffee table and took out her phone to call an Uber. 

“It’s fine,” he replied after clearing his throat. He wanted to suggest another time to meet, but couldn’t find the right words. 

“Do you need me this Friday to watch Mikasa?” she asked once she was done.

“No, just on Monday,” he replied standing up. The alcohol almost made him sway. ”Do you want me to walk you downstairs?”

Petra giggled, standing up as well. 

“I don’t think I’m that trashed. Don’t worry,” she assured. 

Despite that, he still followed her to the hall and without much thought grabbed her coat to help her put it on. 

“Thank you,” she said and opened the front door to the apartment, then turned back to him with a dreamy smile. “And thank you for the wine too. It was delicious.”

“My pleasure,” he replied, leaning his hand on the door frame. 

“See you on Monday, then,” she said, delaying their parting. He noticed the slight change in her expression when she moved closer, his drunk brain enchanted by the golden sparks in her eyes, and before he knew, she was leaning towards his lips. 

He tensed and his body reacted by itself, pushing the hand she wanted to put on his chest away. His breath stopped when he realized what just happened. They looked at each other in shock, but just as he wanted to apologize, Petra let out a distressed breath, shaking her head and moved away. 

“G-goodnight,” she said nervously and fled from his reach, disappearing around the corner in a flash. 

#levi x petra #rivetra #babysitter petra #adopted mikasa #citrinate draws #domestic fluff

[tsuehiro]

I hope that, she looks at me

And thinks " Shit, he's so pretty "

Pairings :: Goshiki x F!reader

Synopsis ; Goshiki Tsutomu, who is in love with the fem!reader, really wants to know what she thinks about him.

(The ending is a little bit bonus)

Word Count = [ 745 ]

Song name :: Juliet

NOTEs!!

It's the second one of the lyrics series yay ✧⁺⸜(●˙▾˙●)⸝⁺

I'm gonna say it again, i'm not sure at all if the scenarios makes any sense but i'm trying lol 🥲

Well it's fem reader againn, sorry, a lot (っ◞‸◟c)

btw, I LOVE HIM SM AAAAAAHHH

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Enjoy while reading! ♡

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And there it was, you were smiling brightly and waving at him.

He saw you a lot in the hallways. He wasn't sure why he wanted to be around your class but he did.

' She's so pretty.. ' he thought like always.

But you weren't, you didn't even notice him to be honest. You were waving at one of your friends.

One day, you overslept and couldn't wake up in the morning. You were rushing to your class but fell on your butt when you bumped into someone.

" I'm really sorry, I wasn't looki- s-shit.. "

' he's so pretty ' you thought.

You were glad you didn't accidentally tell him what you thought.

" Are you okay y/n-san? "

" Yeah i'm alright, wait how did you- "

" Oh um, i heard it from one of your friends..? " he said while offering you his hand to get you up. You nodded and took his hand.

" What is your name then? " you said.

He thought that you already knew but then it popped on his head that you never really noticed him. He felt stupid and kinda selfish that he thought you were smiling to him everytime.

" uh hey? Are you okay? " you said while shaking your hand in front of his face a little.

" Um, yeah! Well i'm Goshiki Tsutomu. "

" Oh wait! Aren't you the one who is in the volleyball team? " you said.

He literally perked up at your words, a smile appearing on his lips.

" So you know me? "

" W-well.. "

' Don't look at me like that, you look really pretty when you smile like this Goshiki-san.. ' you thought.

" Well! I have a friend who is a third year and she told me that someone wants to be the next ace after Ushijima-senpai, which was a first year. She once showed you to me since the team has only one first year. and it got me impressed.. " you murmured the last sentence, looking away from his face.

He smiled proudly. " Yes! That's true, i'll be the next ace after Ushijima-san! "

" That sounds cool. " You said while looking back and nodding at him.

The bell's ringing made your eyes widen.

" Oh hey, i was late and stuff but why were you in the halls then Goshiki-san? "

" I had an early morning practice. Well i have another practice after school too, you can come and watch me! Please don't say no- i-i mean it's up to your choice, of course.. " He said.

You chuckled and nodded at him.

" I'd love to! "

He smiled and walked with you to your class.

[ After A Few Years ]

" And that's how i met with your daddy, baby " you told your baby boy who was in your husband's arms. You noticed that he was sleeping though.

" Take him to the bed Tsu~ " you said and he did so.

When he was back, he hugged you tightly.

" So,, you thought i was pretty when you bumped into me? "

You nodded shyly. " Yeah.. I thought something like, shit he's so pretty.. But!, you didn't need to know that! "

" But honestly i always wanted to know what did you think about me back then and i know now! " he said while laughing and you kick his chest playfully.

" You know what, I thought you were pretty too! I mean you were always and still pretty but- "

" Just spill it out already, Tsu "

" Well it was something i can't believe since I thought you knew me, smiling and waving stuff but it was for your friends so you didn't knew about me at all heh "

You chuckled slightly, putting your hands on his chest.

" It may be true but it was beginning of the second semester Tsu~ I was new to the school of course I didn't notice you at all. " you said.

You noticed his pout and chuckled slightly.

" You know even if i didn't know you, you still got my eyes and heart for the first time we met back in high school. " you said and his pout got replaced with a smile.

Then he put his hand in your head and pulled you even closer, kissing your forehead.

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyū!! #goshiki x reader #goshiki fluff #song fic #goshiki tsutomu #haikyuu goshiki #hq goshiki

[neoheros]

when it comes to his sport, there’s not a single doubt at all that atsumu miya can sometimes be a little bit (read: a whole lot) scary.

the way he sets and serves in the middle of the game, telling his teammates whenever they’re off or screwing up, and not once batting an eye or feeling bad for it after the fact.

miya atsumu’s famous temper, be it you on the other side of his spike or one of his teammates — if you screw up, he’s going to let you know it.

“will you please go and kiss him or something so he can be nicer?” hinata runs to you the second he’s subbed out of the ongoing match, sweat falling from his temple as he does.

you hand him a water bottle — it’s supposed to be for atsumu, but it doesn’t seem like he’s stepping outside of the court anytime soon.

it hasn’t been a while since hinata’s joined atsumu’s team, hasn’t been a while since he’s had the chance to get used to him being a whole different person on the court, and it certainly hasn’t been a while for atsumu to know hinata enough to be nice to him.

“i told you, he’s going to be like this until you learn all of his quirks.” you give him a sympathetic smile, scooching a bit to the side so he can sit next to you.

“those aren’t quirks.” his eyebrows furrow, chest heaving lightly as he chugs in the drink.

hinata is out of breath, “those are terrible little evil rude things that make him mean.”

and he mutters under his breath, “he reminds me of kageyama.” immediately shuddering at the thought.

“oh, you’ll be fine.” you smile lightly, offering the little consolation you can, “he’ll warm up to you.”

and hinata buries his face in his palms, the sweat in his hair beading down all the way to his neck, and it won’t be a while longer ‘til he’s called back in the game.

he looks at you, “tell me what to do to get on his good side — you’re the only one on his good side right now.”

“if i tell you what to do, you’re never gonna figure him out on your own.” you tell him, patting him gently on the back.

his muttering grows louder.

(you don’t really hear much of what hinata’s been mumbling, but kageyama’s name was brought up a lot in his fit of complaints, and the relentless ‘this is like first year all over again’ and ‘why are setters so mean’ a bit louder than the others. )

when hinata’s finally called back in, you try your best not to look so amused at his sudden jump, and you’re unsure of what atsumu’s said to him, but whatever it was, it really got to him.

you wave to him one last time, “you’ll be fine.”

and he groans, “you’re just as mean as he is.”

you give him a thumbs up with a cheering smile, shoulders rising in amusement as he runs back on court right after slapping himself in the face awake.

you go back to focusing your attention on atsumu, someone who hasn’t once taken his focus off of the competition, and you think about how you’re very lucky to never have been on the opposite side of his murderous glare.

whatever atsumu has for his sport - for volleyball - he takes it seriously, and there’s nothing in this world that you’d ever admire more.

the game lasts another round or two, you do your best to watch it all the way through, and as much as you love cheering for atsumu and his team everytime he plays — you’re ecstatic when the match is finally over.

the court clears out, and you leave your things on the bench as you make your way over to atsumu, sweaty and panting after three consecutive matches.

“hi.” you kiss him lightly, pulling away as quick as you leaned in, and you smile, “great game.”

“right?” he beams a proud smile, “i feel great.”

he throws his right arm over your shoulder, the two of you make your way back to the seats where you left your things, passing by a few of his teammates who tell him a mixture of quick “good game”s and “great sets back there”.

“i’m really glad ya made it.” he kisses the side of your head as you walk.

and you smile, “me too.”

his hair is slicked back with the dampness of sweat, jersey clinging to his back, and you hand him a towel to help with all of it.

his breathing is ragged and as much as you know that he’s had fun today, you also know just how tired he must be after rallying.

you look over to the team on the other side of the court, noticing the shared glances they shoot over at atsumu, slightly amused by the fact that they resemble a bunch of groupies looking up to someone they idolize.

“that other team looks at you like they’re gonna kiss the ground you walk on.” you laugh lightly, careful to point as you say this.

atsumu grins at you, though it’s clear he’s not really interested in that.

you lean back against the wall as you wait for him to finish cleaning up, smiling, “which is insane cause you were terrifying in there.”

this time atsumu looks at you, a white towel in his hand as he wipes away his sweat, and he scoffs.

“i am not terrifying.” he tells you, crossing his arms.

and you give him a look, “yes, you are.”

“i was being so nice in the court.” he defends, voice heightening a bit as a laugh threatened to bubble up his throat.

you look unconvinced (you are), and atsumu shakes his head as his scoffing is riddled with lines of laughter.

“i smiled at their setter.” he proudly tells you.

and you raise a brow, “show me the smile.”

atsumu gives you a look followed by the roll of his eyes, he puts the towel down on the bench, and he looks at you with a sigh.

he smiles, though it’s not one that you recognize, it’s really more of a smug smirk than anything else, and if he’d ever have shown that to you, you’d be unsure how to feel.

“tsumu.” you blink.

and he says, “what?”

“that’s terrifying.” you tell him bluntly, the edges of your lips curling upwards as you try not to laugh.

and atsumu scowls, though the laughter bubbling up his throat easily pushes it away.

however atsumu looks at his competition, how he talks to them in court, you’re very glad you never get that from him.

even in the rare occasion that the two of you argue or fight, he’s never been one to ever seem that irritated to you.

the other team watches as you and atsumu join together in a fit of laughter from afar, talking amongst themselves about how the irritable and smug setter they’ve just faced off of in court is a whole new different person around you.

atsumu walks to your side, his bag swung over his shoulder, and he links both of your arms together.

“let’s go home.” you smile at him, liking the closeness between the both of you.

atsumu may be scary on the court, he may even be intimidating outside of it, but whatever aura that is that envelops him when he’s alone or when he’s with his friends - it all fades away when he’s with you.

apparently, you’re on his good side, which makes a lot of sense since he is your husband.

“can we go get frozen yogurt?” he smiles, using his free hand to tap on his tummy, “i’m starving.”

“sure,” you nod, laughing lightly, “let’s go get frozen yogurt.”

atsumu shoots you another smile, thankfully a whole lot different from what he apparently shows on the court, and he places a quick kiss on the side of you head as the both of you continue to walk.

“we’re inviting hinata with us.” you follow up, keeping a small smile and your glance ahead.

he raises a brow, “what - why?”

so you look at atsumu, “he’s scared of you.”

and he laughs, yelling, “i didn’t smile at him!”

#married under 25 series ♡ #THAT ONE LEXIE GREY AND MER SCENE #ugh i love greys anatomy #u know what i love more #ATSUMU MIYA #i am actually the queen of segues hell yea #no song for this one just trying to survive #ANYWAYS #TAG TIME #x reader #fluff #angst #imagines #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #hq!! #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu blurbs #haikyuu oneshots #haikyuu songfics #haikyuu soft hours #haikyuu time stamps #haikyuu x you #atsumu #atsumu miya #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya x reader

[ichigomis]

WHEN THEY HEAR YOU SINGING 'ENOUGH FOR YOU'

inspired by olivia rodrigo's 'enough for you'

with: timeskip! ushijima, hirugami, oikawa

wherein: the lyrics you sing bring back some of his own past thoughts about "being enough"

notes: this has been stuck in my drafts for too long so here it is! spoilers ahead! —angst! to fluff!

❊ USHIJIMA unlocks the front door and drags his body inside, tired from the chaos of the day. he drops his bag and immediately looks for you. his eyes dart to the kitchen where you'd usually be fixing yourself a snack then to the sofa where you'd usually lounge while scrolling on your phone. a small sigh escapes him, he just wants to hold you after a long day. suddenly, he hears your voice coming from the bedroom and makes his way towards you.

he lifts his hands to the door but freezes as he hears you sing:

"don't you think i loved you too much to think i deserved nothing..."

and he just stands there as he hears those lyrics again and again as if it were suspended mid-air. he looks to the doorknob and retreats, clenching his hand to his chest. did you really feel that way?

his feet drag him to the sofa and he plumps himself down, placing his hands on his head. his world is spinning, panic quickly surging through him. he scours his mind for something he did wrong, perhaps he said something mean? or forgot to do something you asked? he slowly drowns in his thoughts, falling deeper and deeper into a spiral.

this was exactly how it was with his parents.

he's suddenly brought back to screaming and shouting in between their fights as he pretended to fall asleep. he's brought back to dinners without his father and playtimes without his mother. he's brought back to his father's indignant words, "will i ever be enough for you?" and his mother's sour reply, "do you think i deserve nothing!?"

he thinks back to the day his father finally left and how he heard his mother's secret cries every night. he can still vividly see his mother's sullen eyes, her forlorn stare, and her joyless smiles.

then he sees you.

your bright eyes, your doting stare, and all the joy in your smiles. all that for him—all that he can and will lose.

he doesn't think twice, he pushes himself up from the sofa and his current state and immediately bursts into the room. you whip your head at him questioningly but then you're enveloped in his hug. a tight hug that feels as if he was scared to let go, and he was.

"i'm sorry," he whispers shakily.

you try to push him back to see just what has gotten into him but he burrows his head on your shoulder, dreading to see the worst possible outcome.

"toshi, wha-"

"don't leave me," his voice cuts through the air as he pours his whole heart to you, "please."

you breathe in feeling his weight on you, "i won't," nothing makes sense but you know him enough to know that at moments like this, he only needs one thing, "i promise, toshi."

he nods, still buried in your touch and you don't have the heart to pull away. he breaths, calming himself down, hanging onto your words for dear life.

❊ HIRUGAMI watches as you carefully fold laundry on the sofa, gazing at you like a lovesick puppy. you keep to yourself, humming to the songs on shuffle, and work on your task. sundays are designated cleaning days at your home but you honestly don't mind. not when after a long tedious day, you can cuddle with hirugami in a clean and organized house, just the way you two like it.

you take a disheveled sweater from the basket and start to neatly fold it on your lap. suddenly, that song that has been stuck on your head for days comes into shuffle, and you clear your throat. nothing's going to stop you from belting out olivia rodrigo like you actually just had a breakup. not even when your loving, sweet boyfriend is just a few meters away washing the dishes.

hirugami quietly listens to you, keeping himself from thinking too much about the lyrics slipping from your lips.

"and you say i'm never satisfied,"

he knew exactly what it felt like to not be enough, to never be satisfied. to feel as if every mistake lessens your being and how things only seem to get better if you beat yourself up. he knew all too well what it felt.

he did the same to himself before, he didn't think he was ever enough. he was never satisfied with his serves, his blocks, his strength, himself. he beat himself up and blamed himself for everything. and he knew all too well what happens when you do.

"but i don't think that's true."

in the time he's known you, he's made sure that you knew that you are enough, more, even. his compliments never run out, his attention never wavers, he made sure he filled you with love to the brink. but he knew that sometimes, that is still not enough. for most times, feeling as if you are not enough is a one-sided battle with yourself.

"'cause all i ever wanted was to be enou—sachi?" you stop to see him sitting in front of you, his hands softly on your lap.

you open your mouth to speak but you're suddenly pulled into his arms, engulfed in his warmth. he shakily breathes in and pulls you in even closer, eliminating any space between you.

you rest your hand on his hair and stroke it lovingly, not having the faintest idea of what's going on. suddenly, you feel him relax and you take that opportunity to pull away and stare at his face. he stares back at you, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

your heart just sinks. "what's wrong sachi?" you ask brushing his cheeks.

he sniffles and sits beside you, "you're enough..." he mumbles.

you tilt your head, confused. suddenly, you hear the song finish and everything just clicks together like a solved puzzle. "i-i was just singing sachiro! there's nothing else to it!" you take his hand and squeeze it, "i swear, you know me."

he looks at you intently then nods his head, convinced. but still, something pulls inside him and he can't help himself. "i just want to make sure you know that..." he whispers.

"i know," you cup his face in between your hands and smile, "i know and that's all because of you."

❊ OIKAWA listens in as you hum to the songs on the radio, utterly in love with you and every little insignificant thing you do. a familiar soft guitar breaks him from his trance and shifts his thoughts from you. and if he wasn't in such deep thought, he would have instantly started singing olivia rodrigo with you.

but he's suddenly brought back to that time.

he's brought back to that time in his distant past when he pushed himself to every limit to the point of it almost breaking him. that time he just couldn't break through certain walls and hindrances, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how long he practiced. that time when he felt like he was never enough.

if you're gonna hit it,

at that time it was not more about the ball, it was meant for himself.

hit it 'till it breaks.

there was a time when he felt as if the very thing he dedicated his life to was suddenly meaningless, it didn't bring him the same joy it did before. it was too late to turn back but it was as if he had nowhere else to go. he remembers the struggle of searching for its importance in his life and the way it was a never-ending battle against himself. it was tough, it was exhausting, and it almost broke him.

he stares into space and catches a glimpse of you in the mirror. you're singing as if the world had hurt you, stuck in your own little music video.

he smiles, comforted and reminded.

you look at him through the reflection and wiggle your eyebrows, he knew exactly what he needed to do. he takes a hairbrush from the desk and enters the shot of the mirror, joining in your little escapade.

"and you say i'm never satisfied but that's not me it's youuuUUUUU!"

the two of you belt out as if it wasn't 3 am. if other people saw you two now, they would just shake their heads unamusingly. but he didn't care, and you didn't either.

oikawa looks back at you, and you're looking right back at him with a smile on your face.

he's here now with you after all the things he's been through. he's here now after all his struggles and battles. he finally felt enough—enough to love and to be loved.

and to him these little moments with you are all that matters.

p.s.: ushijima, hirugami, and oikawa have said it but i just wanna say it again: you are much more than enough, my love.

» m. list

#this song just hurts and ive never had a breakup what #haikyuu angst #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu writing #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #ushijima angst #ushijima fluff #ushijima imagines #ushijima x reader #ushijima x you #hirugami angst #hirugami sachirou #hirugami x reader #hirugami sachiro x reader #hirugami x you #hq fluff #hq angst #hq x reader #hq x you #hq hcs #hq headcanons #oikawa angst #oikawa fluff #oikawa x you #oikawa x reader #🧂—rayray’s spice #🍰—rayray’s sugar

[bokutosworld]

nobody but you

— iwaizumi hajime x gn!reader. 1.2k words, fluff. — he was never one to think seriously about the future but it hits him that he can’t imagine waking up tomorrow, or the day after, or the months and years in the future, without you by his side. // this was just an excuse to write domestic iwa lmfao

When was it that you had become a constant in his life?

It was a question that Iwaizumi often finds himself thinking about. It pops up in his mind whenever he sees you from across the room.

He’s unaware of it himself but the people around him always catches a small hint of smile whenever his eyes find you. His heart beats twice as fast when your melodic laugh dances inside the room and before he knows it, his feet has a life of its own and are taking him to you.

His broad hands find its way around your waist, pulling you back to his chest and instinctively, you relax against him. Anyone could see how much of a lovesick fool Iwaizumi is, especially when he not-so-subtly breathes in your scent and peppers kisses on your neck.

Yet, he doesn’t know what to make of the insane fluttering he feels in the pit of his stomach. He can’t explain why he can’t seem to leave your side, sensing a force pulling him against you.

And somehow, it feels right.

When the two of you return home from that event, the same question comes up as he wakes up in the middle of the night. He’s panting and drenched all over. He realizes he just woke up from a nightmare.

You stir beside him and sleepily, you curl to his side. His pulse slowly returns to a steady rhythm and he squeezes your hands. Laying back down, he shifts closer to you, finding warmth and comfort in your presence.

Iwaizumi always had his own ghosts haunting him at night and in his dreams. He’s used to waking up cold and alone with no one to hold. The thought has him tightening his grip around you, only relaxing when he hears your voice,

“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

Having that assurance, he drifts back to a peaceful slumber.

When he wakes up the following morning, he frowns when he sees your empty side of the bed. He pulls himself up and searches for you. He stops in his tracks when he hears you humming inside the bathroom.

Quietly, he leans by the door and listens with his eyes closed. He must have been still half-asleep because he almost falls down to the floor when you were trying to exit.

You catch him flustered in your arms. Laughing, you help him to his feet, “What’s this? Why are you here?”

Iwaizumi sidesteps around you to enter the room. “I was waiting for you to finish.” You join him back inside and you both reach for your respective toothbrush. He puts the paste over yours before his and together, you get ready for the day.

It’s like this every morning, the two of you having developed a comfortable routine. You catch Iwaizumi looking at you in the mirror and you playfully bump your hips against his. He lightly pinches your cheeks and you mutter something incoherent. Your eyebrows furrow (albeit cutely) in frustration and it makes Iwaizumi chuckle.

The two of you finish and get out of the bathroom together. You go down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast while Iwaizumi stays in your room to pack his stuff. He notices your work laptop and bag sitting at your desk and he takes it upon himself to ready your things.

When he emerges from the room, he sees you’ve already set up the table with plates full of his favorite meal. He places your things on the counter and goes to your side as you’re waiting for the coffee to refill.

He places a chaste kiss on your cheeks, “I got your things ready.” He puts his hands on your low back as he reaches for his mug from the cupboard.

Your face feels like it’s burning and you snatch the glass from him, “I’ll prepare your coffee. Eat the food already while it’s still hot.”

Iwaizumi smirks, knowing what just set you off and he goes to his place on the table without a word. Minutes later, you join him and give him his cup of coffee. He takes a sip and the caffeine begins to fully wake him to his senses.

Breakfast is consumed in silence, the white noise only coming from the busy street outside your apartment. The sunlight is peeking through your blinds and you watch through the window as the sky comes alive and bright.

It’s then that Iwaizumi finally realizes the answer to his lingering question. It’s then that he sees that what he’s looking for has been in front of him all along.

Iwaizumi is the one tasked with cleaning the dishes that day. As he washes the dirty plates, you wait for him to finish in the living room.

“Are you all set?” He asks once he emerges from the kitchen. Nodding, you take your bag and hand him his duffel.

While waiting for the elevator that will bring you to the parking lot, Iwaizumi inquires, “Will you be working late again?” He knows how busy your department has been, especially with the new project and he can’t help but worry.

You release a long sigh and lace your fingers with his, “Yeah.” He feels you grasp tightly on to him. “I’m sorry if I can’t go home early and prepare dinner. Just go eat with the team and I’ll be fine in the office.”

He hums and the elevator arrives on to your floor. You enter the empty lift and Iwaizumi presses the button to the garage. He finds you resting your back on the wall and joins you.

He slightly tilts his head to the side and his eyes flitter over to you. Iwaizumi was never one to think seriously about the future but admiring you now, he can’t imagine waking up tomorrow, or the day after, or the months and years in the future, without you by his side.

The elevator comes to a stop on your designated floor and at the same time that the doors open, Iwaizumi blurts out those three words.

“I love you.”

It makes you grin like a child who’s been given the toy they’d always wanted. You look at him with a big smile, “That’s the first time you said that.”

The door closes but the elevator doesn’t move.

“That’s not true.”

You chuckle and turn your body to face him, “I mean, it’s the first time you said it first.” You close the gap between you and he absentmindedly fiddles with your fingers. “I love you too. But what brought this on?”

He looks at you fondly, “I don’t want you thinking that this is just a one-sided relationship. I love you completely and I want you, in any way I can have you for the rest of my life.”

“Careful with your words, mister. We’re still in the elevator and we have to go to work.”

The two of you laugh in the enclosed space and shortly after, Iwaizumi holds your chin and presses his lips on yours. At the sudden touch, Iwaizumi feels a surge of new life blooming within him and he feels renewed. He wonders if you feel it too, in the way his mouth moves fervently over yours, communicating his passionate feelings.

He’s breathless when he parts from you, “Don’t let me go.”

Now that he knows that you’re the one constant that makes him truly feel alive, he devotes the parts of himself, body and soul, entirely to you.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi fluff #hihqnetwork #iwaizumi imagines #iwaizumi x you #iwaizumi hajime x reader #iwaizumi hajime scenarios #iwaizumi hajime fluff #hq x y/n #iwaizumi x y/n #haikyuu x you #hq fluff #hq!! x y/n #haikyuu fluff #this was inspired by double take by dhruv.. the song thats been on mind since ive been hearing it on tiktok lol

[aftersamu]

— AFTERTHOUGHT PAIRING: miya atsumu x gn!reader GENRE: the one where ex friends rekindle

in an odd way, it was quite funny that the two of you have ended up stuck together in a situation such as this one. after all, it's not everyday when an old friend, whom you haven't talked to in over three years asks you for a dance.

atsumu's hands placed on your waist and your arms casually draping around his shoulders, slow dancing to that one melancholic song which came out years ago.

rolling your eyes to every teasing comment the blond makes, sure to return the gesture. it feels like that long period apart never happened because of how casual and almost... comforting it is.

the two of you laughing at the people standing around you, teasing a few familiar faces from high school – who so coincidentally – happen to be atsumu's teammates.

the blond taking jabs at sakusa's awkward stance in the corner, making jokes about quickly hinata managed to get into an argument with his old high school teammate. even retelling the story of how bokuto ripped his suit twenty-minutes before they arrived.

seeing how it made you laugh and smile only encouraged him.

for the longest time atsumu had missed out on you. only ever hearing your insane laugh from across the halls or courtyards back in school, instead of being the one to make you laugh. so, of course, he's going make up for those years he's missed out on.

"remember when you stole my volleyball?" atsumu says, recalling the memory of the day the two of you first met.

"i didn't steal it!" you argue, "it came into my backyard and instead of knocking on the front door you tried hopping the fence instead."

"you know, for a thirteen year old, you were extremely confrontational."

"hey! trespassing is no laughing matter, and you weren't any better." you retort, "and if i recall correctly, you are notorious for throwing things over the fence and trespassing."

"in my defence! i only did it to annoy you, and look–! if that never happened then we wouldn't have been friends."

"uh-huh, sure." you hum, rolling your eyes at the excuse you've heard multiple times before. "so there must be no other reason then right?"

"of course not!" atsumu exclaims, feigning offence, "i loved going over to your house. it was the highlight of my day, it's too bad it ended though."

there it is, the inevitable, awkward conversation about the downfall of your friendship. and before anything can spiral, you have to come clean about the one thing that's been haunting atsumu for the longest time.

"i never hated you atsumu," you say, "you know that right?"

shocked, "you didn't?!" he questions. and to be fair, it's understandable why he thought that, you had almost shut him out in a way. slipping away from him in a way that was so discreet he hadn't noticed until it was too late.

"we just drifted apart, friends always drift apart." you shrug, "you started hanging around your friends and i hung around mine–"

"–not to mention, we had, like, no classes together and we were always busy doing other things." you ramble, explaining all of your excuses as to why the two of you fell out. "and well... i couldn't exactly approach you because i'd rather not get attacked."

"no, i thought you hated me." atsumu tells, "and i was too scared to talk to you."

"what? why?"

"i couldn't just approach you and your friends!" he explains, "that's terrifying!"

"have you seen your friends?!" you counter, "you guys were practically celebrities and anyone who'd come near your presence would get the nastiest stare."

"no they wouldn't!"

"uh, yeah they would! are you blind?" you question, "even now people are staring." looking around the room and those wandering eyes, "i bet that someone took a picture and by tomorrow morning it'll be trending on twitter."

there it is, your signature snark. and unlike it did before, this time it put atsumu at ease. having you shamelessly make fun of him, which made you finally relax since it no longer was awkward anymore.

it feels as if atsumu finally got his best friend back, even if it is for a short period.

smiling, he removes his hands from your waist pulling away, only to take your hand in his to drag you away. "okay, fine, if it bothers you so much let's get out of here."

"why?"

"because," he says, "we've missed out on three years of each others lives. and, well, i've missed you."

atsumu doesn't want to mess up this time around, all he wants to do is treasure the time you've had together. he's never going to forget it, and neither are you.

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