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#nachi x reader
nanamisflowerfield · 2 years
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Hello :3 recently just found you and was taken by your Ayakashi rr headcannons. :D Can I ask for a request? A fem reader...?
If it's okay:))) can I have a request of headcannons for the night faction? Wherein the s/o is together with the guys, then, the s/o new friend, who clearly likes her ( but doesn't realize it ), then ask her to go somewhere with him. After that, he shows her his true intentions and ask her to go for a date.
Clearly, the night dudes are just watchi'n as they see you reject the friend. But things went far cause the friend's started to force himself upon the s/o. I really want to know their reactions, how they deal the perv, and confront/lecture that friend.
I really hoped for this, tho it's okay if not.
Hello! I kinda skipped the whole beginng for them all, because it might just be the same part for all 5 guys and changed it for Tatsuomi, stating that he was working, because I think that he won't try to interupt them or even tell (y/n) that he will be waiting somewhere and won't even see the whole scene!
But I hope that you like it and have a great day! x3
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🐈 Nachi’s ears were very good, which might be why he listened in the conversation of you and your friend’s. He couldn’t stop himself, because he wanted to know if you wanted to go on a date with that guy, that he had never liked, or not.
🐈 Thank goddess, that you had rejected him, but never had he thought that the guy Nachi disliked so damn much, would still try to force himself on you. He grabbed your wrist, whispering words in your ear, until Nachi had enough.
🐈 How dare that guy to touch you! His dear friend and crush! “Don’t you dare to touch her!” He screamed loud, running to you two, before he kicked the guy in the face, surprising not only you but also the creep.
🐈 “N-Nachi!” You wanted to say something, but your dear friend had grabbed your hand, running far away from the alley and away from that creep, while his lips curled up. Maybe now he looked like a prince to you and can swoop you off your feet one day!
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🕷️ Worst mistake your dear friend could ever have done. He should never had asked you out on a date. Especially press you on a wall, whispering some words at you, while you shook in fear, trying to get away from the creep.
🕷️ “If I were you, I would let her go.” Kagemaru tried to give that creep a nice smile, even though the was mad. “What the hell do you want?” The man that you had called a criend, turned around, glancing at Kagemaru, before he gulped.
🕷️ Within a few seconds, he was lying on the ground, bleeding out of many injuries, while Kagemaru put his arm over your shoulder, turning you away from the guy.
🕷️ “Let’s go. I don’t want you near that guy… I’m the only one who may take you on dates.”
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⛩️ He will be jealous, when he hears the creep asking you out on a date. That guy did something that Akiyasu could never do, fearing that you will reject him. But thankfully, you rejected that guy. Maybe one day, Aki will find some confidence and ask you out!
⛩️ A sigh left his lips, before he saw what was going on. That guy just forced himself onto you, while you tried to keep him off of you.
⛩️ “Get away!” He yelled out, surprising not only the two of you but also himself. “What the hell do you want?” The creep glanced at Aki, not noticing how you raised your foot and kicked him there where no man wants to get kicked at.
⛩️ “Uh…” He doesn’t know what exactly he should say, but you were there. Taking his arm and wrapping it with yours, as you walked with him away. “Thanks…” He heard you mutter, while his cheeks warmed up by a mere word.
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🗡️ Good thing that his shift hasn’t ended and that he had hear you nearby. Tatsu had walked to you two with his sword in his hand, gazing at the creep with madness in his eyes.
🗡️ The poor guy nearly had pissed into his pants, forgetting that you had somebody like Tatsuomi as your friend. Maybe he should have left you, after you had rejected him so nicely.
🗡️ When you sigh in relief, Tatsuomi will be there. He belongs to the people who won’t feel jealous, but more protective.
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📚 Yakumo raised his eyebrow, when he heard your voice. “Stop that!” He heard you scream at the man; you had once introduced to the blonde and had called a friend.
📚 “There you are, my love.” The blonde had immediately walked to you, grabbing you by the hand to pull you behind him. “I’m sorry, but (y/n) already has a boyfriend and that’s me.” He smiles at the guy.
📚 Slowly, he will move his head to the creep. “No leave.” He will whisper to him, before the blonde will turn around and kiss your forehead. “Thanks for helping out there, Yakumo… and playing my boyfriend.”
📚 “Playing? I was hoping to become your boyfriend.” He will smile at you, walking with you to a nearby café hand in hand, while you look up at him with flushed cheeks.
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garden-of-omegas · 10 months
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⚜ FIRST MEETING [AYAKASHI - NIGHT FACTION] ⚜
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characters: nachi | kagemaru | akiyasu kurahashi | tatsuomi oyama | yakumo koizumi summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: referenced death, references to severe scarring, references to fire, alienation, obsessiveness (mutual yandere?) rating: sfw a/n: gonna be honest, some of these are a little without direction. expecially yakumo, i haven't gotten to his route yet so i have no idea what the fuck is up with him. i'll come by and fix stuff once i get to him, if it seems too out of it.
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└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────
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≿━━━━༺❀ nachi ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were the only child of a famous art-dealer and an inugami. everyone around you adored you, constantly comparing you to a puppy, which was becoming increasingly hard with your strong mood swings.
✿ you were 8, and your mother had just recently died, leaving you with an early trauma. nachi had been a nekomata for just 5 years, though by technicality he was way older.
✿ you'd ran away from home, being at home still being too hard for you. you were huddled in an alleyway, debating whether to go home or not when you noticed a starving cat a few meters away from you. all your own worries suddenly disappeared, and the need to take care of the little thing took over. so you picked him and started walking. your father was rather confused to find you in the main room trying to feed a kitten tuna.
✿ you officially adopted nachi as your pet after that, of course under the name tama. the two of you were almost never separated, and you made taking care of tama your utmost priority, mostly at first to distract yourself from the grief. but soon it became just a habit to always be together.
✿ nachi didn't really know who you were, but he loved you from the first sight. you were so gentle and kind, even when you had tear tracks down your cheek. and after you took him in, he swore to always protect you. you obviously thought he was just a cat, but you loved him all the same. he was just so tiny, so vulnerable. you couldn't help but want to take care of him. you somehow instantly knew that he would become your best friend.
≿━━━━༺❀ kagemaru ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were the only child of a famous art-dealer and a kuchisake-onna. you were an extremely insecure person due to this, and people mostly just saw you at the local sweets stores. you dislikes being around people too much to be anywhere else.
✿ you were 25, a year older than kagemaru. your mother had been killed 15 years before, while his parents died almost two decades prior.
✿ you'd been on your way to your usual store, when you saw the prettiest geisha you'd ever seen. of course, you didn't approach her, you would've rather done cartwheels down the avenue rather than talk to a person, but she saw you and came up to you to flirt. it didn't take you too long afterwards to figure out that this wasn't a pretty woman, but a pretty man. kagemaru was rather impressed with you figuring that one out.
✿ you started seeing kagemaru pretty much every time you made your usual sweets run, though you were refusing to actually speak to him for a long time, especially after he started asking about your mask. eventually you started talking to him though, and started a tentative friendship (mostly founded on the fact that he gave you sweets every once in a while).
✿ kagemaru found you interesting. that was most of his thoughts at first. you were so pretty, he was certain, if only you didn't wear that damn mask. but he was willing to be patient for you, for some odd reason. he wouldn't have, for anyone else. kagemaru was the most beautiful person you'd ever seen. and it was very intimidating. you were fairly certain he wasn't exactly as appeared, his presence far too sinister, but somehow you knew he wouldn't harm you. he never had, and never would.
≿━━━━༺❀ akiyasu kurahashi ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were the only child of a famous art-dealer and a hō-ō. you ran a little business of your own, making clothes for people, mostly for weddings. everyone around the city knew to come to you for the most beautiful of kimonos and yukatas.
✿ you were 20, as was aki. he'd been in the military for three years, about the same amount of time you'd been running your little shop out of your home.
✿ akiyasu came by your home to get his clothing fixed, as he'd been recommended by tatsuomi to come to you. the moment you opened the doors for him, akiyasu got way too flustered to make the request he'd come for, and almost ran away. if it wasn't for you offering him some tea you'd just made, he probably would have. so he eventually got the courage to come inside and actually talk to you, though it took some coaching from you.
✿ akiyasu started coming by often, at first with excuses of fixing his clothing, but eventually he just came by to chat. you didn't think this particularly strange, there were plenty of people who came by just to talk to you, which you admittedly loved doing. but something did tell you that this wasn't just about a little chatting.
✿ akiyasu took a moment to realize what you actually were, at least the onmyoji part, you were way too distractingly bright. but after he did, he realized you were perfect. far too perfect in fact, something about you... but his mission was more important than any of that. you found akiyasu to be extremely cute, a lost little puppy who wondered into your shop unexpectedly. but a part of you also found his presence to be unnerving. you had no idea why, he never acted strange or anything, but something about him made you ache.
≿━━━━༺❀ tatsuomi oyama ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were the only child of a famous art-dealer and an enenra. a tragic little story for most people, and for the rest the weird little kid with an unhealthy fascination with fire. not that you much cared for anyone's opinions.
✿ you were five, just a child. it had been two weeks since the fire, since your mother died. tatsuomi was two years older than you, barely aware of the world himself.
✿ tatsuomi's family came to visit you, to help your father after your mother's death. you'd been sitting in the yard, while your father talked to general. nobody wanted to bother you, you'd been so strange since the incident. but tatsuomi, he saw you in the yard and came by to talk to you. he was the first person who didn't look at you weirdly in weeks. so you let him play with you.
✿ initially, tatsuomi's father didn't want him spending time with you (your play tended to be rather disturbing sometimes), but after seeing the effect it had on the both of you, he allowed tatsuomi to come and go as he pleased. and soon enough the two of you were inseparable.
✿ tatsuomi did in fact find you kind of strange, but no stranger than any other five year old he'd ever met. and somehow tatsuomi knew that you were most likely just lonely, with no one around who understood. so he became the one who did. tatsuomi was... nice. that was really the only way you could initially describe him. but he was the first person who was nice to you in a long time. even your father didn't look at you that kindly. so he became someone you clung to.
≿━━━━༺❀ yakumo koizumi ❀༻━━━━≾
✿ you were the only child of a famous art-dealer and a ningyo. you were a well respected researcher in town, though nobody really knew what you were ultimately researching about. so, despite your sinister eyes, people often came to you for help.
✿ you were 25, and already a well respected member of society. your mother had died a decade prior. yakumo was... well, nobody actually knew how old he was. he'd just recently arrived in japan.
✿ you were researching western mythological creatures, which your father had become aware of, so using his connections he arranged a meeting with professor koizumi. a meeting which you gladly took. and the moment you stepped into his office, was the moment that completely changed both of your lives. it was a single instant, of absolute obsession. to say the rest of the meeting went well would be an understatement.
✿ you and yakumo became intense research partners, spending copious amounts of time in your offices together. though very little of that time was actually spent on any research, more so on finding more and more about each other and fueling what was to the rest of the world becoming an unhealthy obsession.
✿ yakumo felt it deep in his soul the moment your eyes met. the spark of life he'd not felt in so long, if ever. and despite your status as an alpha, you seemed to be made of porcelain. so fragile, so easily breakable. he couldn't let anything happen to you, not again. when you met yakumo, all your troubles seemed to disappear. which was strange, you were always troubled. in fact, you don't remember a time you weren't. and he was so lost looking, he looked like he needed direction in life. and you had always been one for him, hadn't you?
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kawaii-nee1 · 2 years
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the ayakashi rr fandom is so starved of writing content, I'm gonna get busy and start writing on ao3
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dotster001 · 2 years
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This Sounds Familiar
Summary: Kuya x gn!reader. You're sleepy tengu boyfriend actually writes a book.
You hadn't seen your boyfriend in a week. It was definitely odd, because he claimed the best place to sleep was in your backyard, and you usually barely went a day without him there. You hadn't even heard anything about him from your other ayakashi. It was like he'd disappeared off the face of the planet.
You and Nachi had been out grocery shopping, and you were passing through Koga and Kuya's neighborhood. You bribed Nacho with a fish snack when you got home, and detoured to check in with your boyfriend.
Koga was the one who answered the door.  "Y/N! It's great to see you. What brings you here?"
"I'm here to see Kuya? Do you know where he is?"
Koga gave you a knowing grin. "Yeah, he's writing in my study."
You were starting to head there when Koga suddenly grabbed your arm. 
"I think you may have, rightfully, misunderstood me. He's actually writing in my study."
You found yourself in shock. Despite Kuya telling everyone he was an author, you'd never once seen him pick up a pencil.
"How long has…."
"A week ago, he woke me up, and asked me on a hazy voice where I kept my pens and parchment. After showing him the supply he just started writing. He hasn't stopped since."
You were still in shock, but Nachi was not. "Oh, I gotta see this!" And Nachi was gone, marching off to Koga's study. You hastily followed behind, and sure enough, there was Kuya, glasses on the edge of his nose, pen in hand, and a stack of papers in front of him.
You went to look over his shoulder to see if you could read his work, when he snapped, "It's not finished yet!" 
"Sorry!" You were startled. You'd never heard him use that tone before. 
He seemingly realized this as well, because he looked up at you in shock. "Y/N? I thought you were Koga snooping again." You were about to say something when he interrupted. "You know I love you, but you have to go or I won't be able to focus. I promise I'll come take a nap with you when I'm finished."
"That seems more like a reward for you," you joked. 
He grinned and stretched his arms over his head. "We'll see. Now go, before I decide that this is just a pain."
You gave a giggle and left the room.
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It was another two weeks before you saw Kuya again. You had come home to find him sleeping on the veranda.
He lazily opened an eye at you. "I'm done." He held out the manuscript. "You can read it if you come sit with me. You're too far away."
You complied and sat next to him. Immediately his head was in your lap. He looked like he was almost asleep when you reminded him, "I thought I could read your book?"
He gave a heavy sigh, "what a bother." Then he handed you the manuscript. You thought you were prepared. You weren't.
The book was a tale of two lovers. One of them died in battle while the other was forced to live on alone. Eventually, they died as well. But after one thousand years, their souls met again. Both were lonely and broken when they came to find each other, but together, they helped each other heal. 
At the very end, the one who had lived longer in the previous life had made a promise. No matter how much time or space lay between them. They would fight to come back to their side. 
By the time you finished, you realized you were sniffling a little. You looked down at Kuya, and noticed him staring back at you with his piercing golden eyes.
"Was it really that good?" He gave a lazy grin and wiped a stray tear away.
"Shut up. You know what you did." You sniffled, your own smile giving way on your face. 
"We'll, now that that's done," he took the manuscript from your hands, and pulled you down so that you too were laying together, "you can finally have that nap I promised." 
You laid together for a moment, before you asked, "So when is the great Kuya going to release his next book?"
Kuya groaned, "this writing stuff is such a pain. I think this is the only one. So cherish it."
You giggled at your beloved tengu. You definitely would cherish it. For one thousand years.
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feathers-nest · 9 months
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Currently the fics here are only reblogs from my shared blog but I'm moving all my future writing here
Masterlist
Star-Crossed Myth
Love is all that Matters - Zyglavis - Reader Version // OC Version
Friends like this - Ichthys & Dui
Mornings - Scorpio x OC
Stay with Me - various god x OC pairings
Effort - Krioff x OC
Love Language - Zyglavis x OC
Family Recipe - Leon x MC, Family fic
Recovering my Star's Shine - Zyglavis x OC
Ayakashi: Romance Reborn
Support - Toichiro x MC
Hope - Futaba & OC
Stars Shine Brighter Together - background Nachi & Futaba
Art - Aoi x Futaba, Family fic
Dancing between Emotions - Toichiro x OC
Ikemen Prince
A Sweet Moment - Yves x OC
Love on Set - Yves x Reader
The Dragon and the Leopard - Clavis x Water Dragon Reader Series: Drizzle
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chloelatt · 4 years
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Burst out
Nachi x reader
Again… he’s here again… Actually these days he’s here more often than not. At least that’s how it seems to Nachi when he sees Koga and (y/n) laughing about something apparently very funny. She always looks happier when Koga’s around. Of course he wants the best for her but at the same time he can’t help but wonder what does Koga have, that he doesn’t? Sure, he’s funny, handsome, strong, and responsible and oh… he gets it now.  
“Hey Whiskers! What are you standing there for? Lurking for a mouse?” Nachi knows he means no malice and it’s just a fun but with his mood quickly worsening this was the last straw.
“I keep telling you my name is Nachi and I’m not a cat I’m nekomata are you so dumb that you don’t even know a difference?! Do you think you’re so much better than me?” of course he realizes he’s being irrational but he can’t stop the stream of emotions now. As he continues yelling he can feel his eyes filling with tears. “Ugh I have enough of this, of everything, I’m out” he last yells before bursting out of the house.
Koga and (y/n) were left sitting in silence. “Did I go too far this time?” Koga asks, still in shock of Nachi’s reaction to his usual teasing. “I don’t think so, but he seemed to be in a bad mood since you came did the two of you fight?” (Y/n) asks, afraid there might be bad blood between her boyfriend and her best friend. “I don’t know about anything,” Koga starts speaking again “no wait, he started to act colder around me some time ago although I assumed it was just because I gave his last sardine to a stray cat…. but then I bought him fresh one as an apology and I thought we were all good again. Maybe he’s still angry at me because of that”.
For some reason (y/n) doubts it but its only explainable solution, so she goes looking for him with this in her mind.
Meanwhile Nachi sits in Hibiya Park, talking to himself, tears rolling down on his cheek. “Why did I have to lash out like that? What does (y/n) thinks of me now? Just when I wanted to become more mature. Well it didn’t matter anyway. She loves Koga and I’m just her cat. I wouldn’t even protect her as with a single drop of water I turn into a cat, but I know for sure he will protect her.” he tried convince himself that this is for the best but it still hurts him so much.
Suddenly he hears her voice, a lovely sound, yet he still wishes to not hear it at this very moment.
“Nachi! I’m so glad I found you, are you okay?” When he hears a concern in her voice, he couldn’t feel guiltier.
“Yeah I’m fine don’t know what happened to me today haha” that’s right. ‘Make it better; it’s all your fault that she’s so stressed’ “Nonsense, its Koga’s fault right?” Wait what? She knows? No way. What now, should he say something? “I promise he will never take your sardine again, alright?” Oh so that’s it… just how oblivious can she be? Well it’s probably better than knowing the real reason of why he burst out today. He probably should start playing his role.
“Yeah it was my beautiful, fresh sardine that I was looking forward eating! How could just take it like that and give it some other cat, and then just buy me some stale one? He better buy me another ones!”
“Haha I will definitely scold Koga don’t worry. Now we should go home.”
No questions asked. Does she really believe it? She can be truly oblivious sometimes.
Nachi knows for sure one thing
Next days are going to be hell for him.
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Pierced By Cupid
Tsukishima x Reader
A/n: I may have spent waaayy too much time on this one, so sorry if it seems like it was dragging on. Tsukki is a charater I went from hating to loving mostly bc I relate to him so much. Anyway, enough on that!! This has not be prof read so sorry for mistakes!!
ENJOY!!
EDIT: I made a part 2 which you can find here! The Jealous Type
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At first, he didn’t really notice. He wasn’t looking for anything so there was no reason he really would have noticed, but when he did he was actually shocked by how he didn’t notice before.
A boy, only what he could guess was an inch shorter than Nishinoya with h/c hair and his school jacket off, was in his class studying at the time. Not surprising, however, it was a college prep class. But it was the way the boy kept glancing up at the clock that got Tsukishima’s attention, bouncing his feet and twirling his pencil in his hand while seemingly only somewhat paying attention to his studies.
The only reason Tsukishima was at all looking at the boy was because he was annoying, the boy just wouldn’t stop moving which reminded him of a certain ginger boy the made him groan in his head, prying to any god that he didn’t believe in that this boy wasn’t like the short, excitable spiker on his volleyball team.
Somehow, he got vibes that this boy was different, though he didn’t want to jump to a calming conclusion. 
Soon the bell rang and he stood from his desk as it was time for him to get ready for the after-school volleyball club activities. The boy he was watching before, despite seeming anxious to get out of class, was calm in collecting his things. He put away his notebooks and pencils in a neat and orderly fashion, setting them all gently in his shoulder bag that looked brand new.
“Tsukki?”
Tsukishima blinked a few times, refocusing and looking down at his long time friend, who was staring up at him in confusion. 
“What?” Was Tsukishima’s blunt response, starting to put away his own things as well, which were not much.
“You were drifting is all,” Yamaguchi muttered out, looking around the room as the other students left. “You were pretty far gone too.”
“The guy who sits behind you wouldn’t stop moving.” Tsukishima replied honestly, adjusting his headphones on his neck and making his way out of the room, Yamaguchi following by his side. 
“The guy behind me?” Yamaguchi thought out loud, looking to the ceiling as they both made their familiar path to the club room to change. “You mean L/n-san?”
“I don’t know his name,” Tsukishima tisked, rolling his eyes while stuffing his hands in his pockets. “He was just moving so much and staring at the clock, it was annoying.”
“Hm, it’s probably because his petition for a club creation got accepted and it starts today.” Yamaguchi theorized, and despite his refusal to believe, Tsukishima found himself getting curious.
“... I didn’t think a first year would be allowed to do that.” He simply stated, both to keep the conversation going and to state a fact that he really didn’t know. Yamaguchi chuckled softly and nodded his head.
“Apparently it took a lot of convincing, both on L/n-san’s part and apparently his middle school teachers and a therapist.”
“And where did you hear all this?” Tsukishima prodded. Not to say he wasn’t interested in this tale, but it was an odd amount of information for his shy, freckled friend to have. “Gross, please don’t tell me you are gossiping now?”
“E-eh! N-No Tsukki!” He stammered, flustered. He waved a hand and looked up at Tsukishima. “The others in the class were talking about it while we were eating lunch… I wasn’t eavesdropping! They weren’t quiet about it!”
“What club did he want made, anyway?” Tsukishima swiftly changed the subject, much to the relief of Yamaguchi’s heart.
“Archery.”
“Archery?” Tsukishima echoed back, stopping his walking in the hallway just outside the door that led into the club room and gave Yamaguchi an inquisitive look. “Why archery?”
“I’m not sure,” Yamaguchi shrugged. “But, if it involved a therapist, he probably has a reason he likes archery.”
Tsukishima stood silent for a long moment in thought, which surprised Yamaguchi a small bit. Tsukishima was never one to show an interest in a subject that he wasn’t himself already interested in, but for him to be thinking about not only someone else, but what that someone else was interested in was like seeing a blue moon.
Finally Tsukishima gave a grunt and a shrug, opening the door to the club room and thereby bringing an end to that conversation.
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The next day, Tsukishima found his gaze unwillingly going back to the boy from before. It seemed he wasn’t as anxious as before, though still bouncing his legs and twirling his pencil, he looked far more at peace today. Tsukishima wondered if it was because he got to do his archery club yesterday after school, like it was an itch that wasn’t satisfied until he had a bow and arrow in hand.
Tsukishima then began to wonder what that was like, to hold a bow and an arrow in hand, to release an arrow into a target several feet away from you. He’d never done it before so he let his mind wonder.
Was it fun? Did he get a lot of people to join the club? Is it like playing volleyball or like playing an instrument? What type of techniques does he do to hit the middle of the target with one clean release of a bow string?
The more he thought, the more his curiosity grew. He knew it was probably pretty obvious he was burning holes into the back of the boy's head, but he couldn’t help getting lost in his own head.
“Y/n-chan!”
A girl came bouncing into the classroom and Tsukishima was immediately annoyed, she was far too perky compared to the boy whose head raised at the sound of his name.
“Hello, Nachi-san… Why are you here?”
Tsukishima felt the corners of his mouth lift up at the boy, Y/n L/n’s, reactions. The girl gave a dramatic pout while placing her bento on his desk.
“We are supposed to be eating lunch together!”
Y/n looked up at the clock, then down to his desk, and then up at her before averting his eyes to the desk once more.
“I don’t remember saying that…”
“You don’t remember a lot of things.” She sassed back, putting her hands on her hips. Y/n glanced at her before bouncing his feet and twirling his pencil once more, the girl, Nachi, started to speak again.
“You also said we were going to study after school. I have a test coming up for math and you know how much I suck at math, really it’s as if it’s a whole other language. Speaking of language, we should study English together as well. You’re so go at it, I don’t think you have ever gotten below a 95%!”
As the girl rambled on with pointless conversation, Tsukishima could tell that Y/n wasn’t at all listening to what she was saying. It looked as if he just turned off his mind, eyes slowly drifting around the room, never on the or anyone for that matter. It was like he was seeing a different world before his eyes, and this was all while the girl continued to prattle on.
Tsukishima couldn’t stop the low chuckle that left his throat as he watched, the girl just now realizing that the boy she was speaking to had no idea she was even speaking in the first place.
“Y/n-chan!!”
Said boy flinched at her loudness, his hands going to his ears as he blinked rapidly at her, his brows frowning as she huffed at him.
“You were spacing out ag-”
“You should eat your bento before lunch ends.” Y/n dropped his hands to his desk, leg beginning to bounce once more as he looked at the clock. “I’ll be at archery after school, so I won’t be studying. Oh.” 
Y/n then smiled at the girl, completely overseeing the fact that he cut her off and wasn’t listening to her.
“I bought a new bow yesterday with my father after the club, it is larger and is a more western type of bow. It has been really fun to use so far and I really can’t wai-”
“Did you even hear a word I said?”
The girl cut him off, glaring down at him with arms crossed. Y/n lost his smile and looked at her confused.
“When?”
“Just now!” She called out. “I was talking to you then you cut me off!”
“Oh…” Y/n’s joy that was once there faded quickly and he dropped his head in a bow. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to… I just had-”
“Never mind, Y/n-chan.” The girl sighed, shaking her head and picking up her bento. “I’ll go have lunch with my other friends.”
Y/n watched her leave silently, Tsukishima himself watching as well. He didn’t really understand it, but he was angry at the girl. Tsukishima himself was not someone with an overabundance of patience but even he could understand Y/n was not someone who could focus easily. 
It was obvious that Y/n had a type of ADHD, the lack of focus on conversations, the constant moving, covering his ears with loud noises, interrupting mid sentence and rapid movement from topic to topic. 
Despite all this Tsukishima was even more curious about the archery boy, and not for the reason he was before. Before he was curious on a basic level, why archery, why start a club, why so much movement, and so on. Now he knew more about it and was more curious on a deeper scale, why do archery if you had trouble focusing, why be in a college prep class that requires a lot of focus and study, why was it so difficult for him to start a club (despite the obvious fact of only being a first year).
Yamaguchi wasn’t at school for a family reason, as he had told Tsukishima threw a text, so when the day was through and time for him to go to his own club, Tsukishima found himself walking down the hall to a different gym then his usual. 
It was went he heard solid swift thuds through the open door way of the gym that he found what he was looking for, in the blink of an eye, he saw arrows pass the view of the door then a satisfying thunk of the arrow finding its target.
Tsukishima stood in the entrance of the gym, looking from one side of targets to where the arrows were being shot from. Despite being in the view of Y/n, he was far too focused on the grip he had on the arrow and bow string to care about someone at the entrance of the gym.
He released the arrow with a breath out, and instead of a thunk deep into the target and Tsukishima expected, he instead he a snap and crack. Looking to the target, he allowed himself to be in shock.
The arrow just released had gone straight through the back of an already embedded arrow, leaving the first arrow split in two while the second arrow was stuck between the two split pieces.
“Wow, you’d better hope that’s not school property.” Tsukishima snickered, giving Y/n his ever famous smirk. Y/n looked a little shocked that anyone was there, let alone watching. He held his bow by his side, placing the arrow he was about to take out back in his quiver.
“It’s my own equipment.”
“Ah, so were you just trying to impress me?” Tsukishima continued to smirk, Y/n looked to the floor and shook his head before looking back up at Tsukishima.
“I didn’t know you were there… I don’t suppose you're here for the Archery Club?” Y/n mood seemed to shift from anxious to relaxed as he spoke the words archery, but Tsukishima shook his head.
“No, I’m on the volleyball team. I just came to see what the noise was, I’ll be leaving.”
He turned and walked away from the gym doors, his mind already thinking up an excuse for having to show up late for practice when he heard Y/n’s voice.
“You can come by anytime you want,” Tsukishima turned and looked at Y/n with a blank face, Y/n smiled a small corner smile. “The club was just made, so it’s only me. The teachers are going to find other students who want to join… Until then, it will just be me.”
Tsukishima and Y/n both stared at each other for a moment, Tsukishima not breaking his blank faced facade. He turned and walked away, throwing a comment over his shoulder before he fully walked away.
“We’ll see.”
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Y/n changed the times for his club, so instead of having it just after school he asked for the early morning as well, before school truly started. He was the time he set up so him and Tsukishima could spend more time with each other without Tsukishima getting in trouble for missing practice.
Their meetings have been happening for about 4 weeks, Yamaguchi formally meeting Y/n a week after Tsukishima had already been hanging out with the archer. 
In such a time Tsukishima learned a lot about Y/n.
Archery was one of the only things that ever allowed Y/n to focus with an almost superhuman accuracy. It was also one of the ways he would study, more likely to remember the answers to a review if he nails a bullseye. Another thing he had learned was that Y/n was just as sarcastic as Tsukishima himself, the only difference is that Y/n never said it out loud.
Y/n had trouble with noise, specifically loud noises or the sound of multiple people talking at once. He once described the feeling to Tsukishima as he was cleaning his bow and arrows.
“When I hear a loud noise or a crowd of people, my whole body goes stiff. It started to become hard to breath and not matter how hard I try to block it out, I can’t move.” 
Y/n sighed, letting the bow rest on his lap and on his crossed legs. He sat across from Tsukishima who was looking through Y/n’s notes, Tsukishima looking up at him pause.
“When that happens, I kinda… black out. My whole body suddenly feels like the energy was just sucked out of me,” Y/n looked at Tsukishima in the eyes as he gave a somewhat weak smirk. “I usually pass out when it happens.”
“... that sucks.” Tsukishima responded, Y/n giving him a blank look before rolling his eyes and standing.
“No shit, aren’t you supposed to be the smart one?”
Tsukishima smirked and looked up at the boy while raising a brow.
“Keep that attitude and I won’t let you eat my spare sweet bread.”
Y/n immediately turned back around, almost entirely forgetting he was supposed to be doing archery.
“WAIT YOU HAVE SWEET BREAD?!!?”
In the classroom, they simply acted as strangers. Not ignoring each other, but also not making a show of friendship. Tsukishima and Y/n both realized they were the same in that they didn’t really need to interact with each other constantly to know the other is still a friend.
Yamaguchi said how nice it was to see Tsukishima gain more friends, which Tsukishima quickly shot down as him not ‘making friends’ like a child. One of the reasons Tsukishima was quite upset with Yamaguchi about saying this was that he said it during volleyball which meant his other teammates heard it and were relentlessly teasing him.
Sure, he was good at dodging their questions and instead riling them up the way they tried with him, but his teammates genuinely wondered who this mysterious new friend of Tsukishima’s was.
None of them thought they would meet this friend today.
They were maybe 1/4th of their way into practice when they heard a soft voice call out to Tsukishima from the gyms door way, everyone in the gym turned their heads to see a short h/c boy standing with a shoulder bag over his shoulder, his uniform jacket around his waist and a grey notebook in his hand.
“Um… Tsukishima… You forgot your notebook in my gym.” Y/n held up the notebook as if to show proof of why he was interrupting their practice, he gave a deep bow to the coach and the other volleyball players. “Please excuse the intrusion.”
“You’re fine, kid.” Coach Ukai said, but the end of whatever he was going to say was drowned out by a few people Tsukishima never wanted meeting Y/n.
“Are you Tsukki’s new friend we’ve heard about?!” Tanaka called out, going straight up to Y/n who flinched a little at his loud voice, flinching more as Nishinoya jumped up and down next to him.
“Ah! You’re shorter than me!! I’m not the shortest anymore!!”
“You’re still the shortest on our team, however.” Tsukishima cut in, making his way over to Y/n who only relaxed a little more as Tsukishima stood next to him, taking the notebook.
Nishinoya was irked by Tsukishima’s comment, but it was Hinata that set off a bomb of questions aimed at the already slightly overwhelmed boy.
“OOOOHHH!!! You’re the first year that started the archery club, aren’t you!?!?”
“Uh… y-yea-”
“ARCHERY?!?! LIKE THE KIND SAMURAIS USE?!?”
“Well, not all the time but-”
“You’re the leader of that club right?? How many people have joined so far?”
“No-”
“Alright, calm down.”
Daichi tried and failed to calm the rambunctious trio, even Kageyama was muttering out questions. It took a moment to realize that this was what kind of chaos Y/n couldn’t listen to, and when Tsukishima looked down at the boy he could tell immediately he was not well.
His chest visibly stuttered, showing he was not breathing right, his skin went and lighter shade and his eyes were moving rapidly to each person who was talking and speaking over each other.
Tsukishima swiftly turned away and walked over to his extra school bag he brought with him, thanking his past self for finding a reason to bring it.
“Tsukki?” Yamaguchi softly called his friend, but Tsukishima was too focused on something else.
Tsukishima pulled out his headphones, an extra water bottle, his phone, and his black volleyball jacket. Standing back up and turning back to Y/n, who looked to be getting worse by the second, he put his plan to action.
Without even acknowledging the other people in the room, he put his headphones over Y/n’s head, placing them over his ears, plugging it into his phone and playing whatever music was available. He picked up Y/n’s hand and placed his phone in his grip, then put the water bottle in his other hand before putting one of his large hands over Y/n’s eyes, then glaring at the group that was round them.
Y/n leaned into Tsukishima’s hand that was over his eyes, his breathing slowly going back to normal, with puffs of air as he tried taking deep breaths.
“You’re all overwhelming him, idiots.” Tsukishima almost growled out, glaring at a specific four people. “Do any of you know what personal space is?”
He didn’t wait for a response as he took his hand off Y/n’s eyes and guided him to his bag, Y/n kept his eyes closed and took sips of the water before allowing Tsukishima to lower him to the ground next to his bag. Y/n curled his legs to his chest, putting the bottle beside him and clutching Tsukishima’s phone close to his chest, Tsukishima then placed his black jacket over Y/n like a cover, successfully blocking out the harsh gym lights.
Once he stood at full height, watching Y/n for a moment for any other signs of discomfort, he turned to his team and glared.
“If I knew you were all going to try and kill him, I would never have let you even know he existed, not that I wanted to in the first place.” His last comment was directed at Yamaguchi, who looked down.
“Gomen, Tsukki.”
“We didn’t try to kill him!!” Hinata cried out. “Will he be okay?!”
“Not if you keep yelling, you walking, human orange.” Tsukishima snapped, making Hinata irritated but covering his mouth.
Sugawara was the one that came over to Tsukishima, glancing down at the covered, curled up boy. 
“Is he really okay? What was that?”
“He’s sense’s are hypersensitive. Like I said, he was overwhelmed.” Tsukishima replied, looking down at Y/n and sighing, before looking off somewhere else. “He’ll be fine, he just needs time to recover.”
“Would it be best for him to move to the club room then-”
“No.” Tsukishima quickly answered, cutting off Sugawara who seemed taken back by his quick answer. “Let’s just keep practicing. He’s fine here.”
There was a thick silence before Coach Ukai clapped his hands and told them to continue. Kiyoko and Yachi stood by Y/n as he hid away in Tsukishima’s jacket, making sure no stray volleyball hit him while he was recovering. The boys were also cautious of being too loud, especially Hinata, Tanaka, and Nishinoya, the loudest of their team. 
Practice went on like normal and finished just the same, them all getting ready to change and go home. Tsukishima kneeled down in front of Y/n, who was still curled up and had his jacket over his head, and he slowly took the jacket from off him.
What he saw made his heart skip a bit in a way he never felt before.
Y/n had his arms crossed over his knees with his head laying on them, Tsukishima’s headphones still on his ears playing music while he slept peacefully. His cheek was pressed to his arms and his mouth was slightly one, little out tiny puffs of air.
He looked so small, so at peace. A peace Tsukishima has never seen on someone before, and watching his eyelashes flutter somewhat in his sleep as he dreamed, Tsukishima quickly realized what this feeling in his chest was and felt a heat rise to his face in response.
Slowly peeling his phone out of Y/n’s hand and taking his headphones back, he placed his hand on top of Y/n’s head and spoke softly to the sleeping boy.
“Hey, we’re leaving.”
Y/n didn’t stir for a moment, which made Tsukishima softly run his hand over Y/n’s head in a gentle pet to wake him up.
“Y/n.”
It was then that Y/n’s eyes fluttered open, Tsukishima moving his hand back to his side and watching as Y/n slowly woke up. He opened his mouth and let out a yawn, then lifted his arms over his head in a cat like scratch, letting his legs stretch out as well. He made little noises of someone just waking up, rubbing his eyes and he took in a deep breath, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment.
Tsukishima would first be found dead and as tall as Nishinoya before he would ever admit to thinking Y/n was currently the cutest being he has ever known and has ever existed, and he was really glad no one else was left in the gym to see it. He would never admit that he would have been jealous to know others saw Y/n’s cute display, to know that Y/n was like a plushy in human form.
“Your practice is over?” Y/n rasped out, his voice still soft from sleep.
To avoid being seen blushing, Tsukishima quickly went about packing his things.
“We are leaving now.”
“Oh… okay.”
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There was little to no talking among the two as Tsukishima changed and got ready, Yamaguchi had stayed in the club room to tell them both that the team was buying meat buns as an apology for what they did earlier.
Yamaguchi spoke with Y/n casually as they made their way down to their coach's store, Tsukishima only half listening to what they were saying, half thinking deeply to himself.
Did he really fall in love with this archer boy? Half of his mind reasoned with him that it wasn’t that surprising, seeing as they had a lot in common but they were also very different. That part of his mind admitted full force that he was in love and that he was allowed to have nice things like then.
Then came his logical side, with a list; they were both boys was the biggest, Tsukishima had never looked at guys romantically before, he knew Y/n for 4 weeks, outside of school he barely knew anything about Y/n outside of the small things he’s been told, Y/n himself doesn’t know much about Tsukishima since he never really made and effort to explain more about himself outside what he thought was needed, the team would probably never see him the same again, people in class would probably talk which was more annoying than anything. 
He started thinking the same way he thought for volleyball, why try if it was going to end poorly, for both him and Y/n. Why risk all the bad things that could happen, no, that would happen.
‘I’m not in love’ He thought to himself conclusively looking down at the boys conversing next to him, but unfortunately for him, his heart had other plans.
Y/n had a tired smile that made his face shine in the most beautiful way, a gentle laugh leaving his chest as something Yamaguchi had said. His eyes squinting into crescent moons with crows feet wrinkling his slightly flushed cheeks, making them look soft in the moonlight. Then, he turned to look up at Tsukishima.
He knew at that moment that no matter how many times he would say it’s not true… he was pierced by this small cupid boy, and Tsukishima now knew what it felt like to be one of Y/n’s targets. Though, he was not complaining.
His eyes reflected the moon and were glossed in a still sleepy way, his eyes still crinkled at the corners and a smile now more soft than cloth could ever be. He was looking up at Tsukishima as if he had just handed him the earth and sky, and as dangerous as the feeling was, Tsukishima could feel in his chest that if Y/n asked for it, he would give him just that.
“I’m sorry if I made your practice more difficult, Tsukki.” Y/n said gently while shrugging his shoulder, unknowing of the effect of his voice and words on the tall boy's heart.
“... Tsukki?” Was the only thing that could leave his lips, his brain using every ounce of control it had not to turn into a blushing mess. He was so whipped for that small archer, and Y/n had no idea.
“Oh, sorry,” He bowed his head with a slight laugh. “Yama-san calls you that, so I thought I could as well.” 
Tsukishima glanced over to his long time friend, who only gave a small chuckle in response.
“Mm.” Tsukishima didn’t risk his voice, knowing if he tried to say anything at the moment, he would in fact let loose that Y/n was more than welcome to call him anything.
“Oi! Tsukishima! Yamaguchi! Archer-san! Over here!”
The trio glanced up and saw the rest of the volleyball team outside the store, each eating a meat bun. Without knowing it, Tsukishima walked closer to Y/n’s side, and the only reason Y/n noticed was the warmth and was radiation off him.
They got closer and Daichi stepped forward, bowing to Y/n who became even more flushed then simply the evening air.
“I would like to formally apologize for overwhelming you before.”
The rest of the team bowed as well, making Y/n back up into Tsukishima, resulting in Tsukishima gently placing a hand on the small of his back.
“O-oh, it’s okay.” Y/n looked down and away, avoiding eye contact. “You’d be surprised how often that happens to me, I’m just glad Tsukki got to me before I collapsed.”
“Eh?! Would you have died?!” Hinata exclaimed in sheer worry, but flinched after seeing Y/n flinch himself from the loud tone of his voice. Hinata was hit in the head by Kageyama, who scowled at him.
“You’re too loud, boke.”
“Ugh! I--” Hinata was about to yell as just a natural reaction when talking to the dark haired setter, but glancing at Y/n who was slowly starting to hide behind Tsukishima, he growled low and glared at the ground. “...I know that.”
“Here,” Asahi came over to Tsukishima, Yamaguchi, and Y/n, handed them a bag filled with meat buns. “I got one for each team member and two for...eh...uhm.”
Asahi had to peek around Tsukishima’s back, everyone now noticing that Y/n basically hiding behind Tsukishima and staying close to his back while watching everyone. Y/n blushed and stuttered.
“E-eh, my names L/n Y/n.”
“L/y-kun.” Asahi finished, smiling shyly back at Y/n who gave one as equal.
Though it would go unnoticed as Tsukishima going into the bag to grab a meat bun held by Yamaguchi, what it really was was Tsukishima blocking everyone's view of Y/n.
Sugawara spoke next, smiling at everyone.
“As nice as it would be to get to know L/y-san, we have early practice tomorrow and it's getting colder.”
“Right,” Daichi said, “Tomorrow morning will be one by one training seeing what each of us can work on, so get well rested.”
“Yes sir!!”
Tsukishima gave the meat bun bag to Y/n and covered his ears, everyone else sheepishly looked on and replied again more quietly.
Yamaguchi said he needed to go to the grocery store to get a few things for his mother before he went home, so he told Tsukishima and Y/n to go without him. This left the two boys to walk home together, alone.
Y/n quietly munched on the meat buns while they walked, unknowingly shivering as he stared up at the evening sky, then to the buildings around in a distracted way. Tsukishima didn’t really know what his plan was, but he stopped Y/n from walking with an arm in front of him.
Y/n bumped into his arm, not seeing it before, then looked up at Tsukishima.
“What’s wrong?”
“You were going to trip over that.” Both Tsukishima and Y/n looked down and saw a large branch from a nearby tree in the way, Y/n went to pick it up but Tsukishima just used his foot to kick it out of the way.
He then began taking off his jackets and placing it on Y/n’s shoulders.
“You are also shivering.” Tsukishima looked ahead, acting as if this was no big deal. But he caught a glimpse of Y/n snuggling into his jacket more and had to look away, a silent cuss mouthing from his lips.
“Thank you, Tsukki.” Y/n said, continuing to munch on his snacks. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were being nice to me.”
Tsukishima, stopped walking, in turn making Y/n stop walking and look up at him. Tsukishima then places the back of his hand on Y/n’s forehead, Y/n himself looking on in pure confusion.
“Uh… Tsukki-”
“If you think I’m being nice, you must be sick.”
Y/n snorted and let out a hearty laugh, swiftly swatting away Tsukishima’s hand and stomping down the road like a child, all while Tsukishima hid a smile behind a smirk.
“You’re dumb.”
“Wow,” Tsukishima snarked, walking next to Y/n and looking down at him with his signature smirk. “Did you think of that one all by yourself? I’d say I’m proud but, I don’t care.”
Y/n laughed again, shaking his head, not noticing the look of pure admiration Tsukishima was staring at him with.
Despite the nervousness he felt of his feelings being found out, Tsukishima felt as if their conversation was as smooth as any. It wasn’t forced or uncomfortable, Y/n laughed freely and comfortably while Tsukishima joked and sent sarcasm his way. He would have thought that after knowing how attracted he was to the boy, he would have stopped being natural or at least would not be talking as much as he was at the moment.
But everything with Y/n was natural, as natural as the moon is to the stars. Their conversations switched and changed often, though Tsukishima felt no irritation as the excited glimmer in Y/n out weighed any negative thoughts.
Tsukishima hadn’t even really realized it until he and Y/n stopped in front of a house, that he was walking Y/n home and this was where they went their separate way.
Y/n neatly folded the bag that was now empty of meat buns and put it in his pocket, slowly taking off Tsukishima’s jacket and handing it back to him.
“Here, thanks again for letting me use it. And it was nice to meet your team.”
Tsukishima took his jacket back, flushing slightly at touching Y/n's hand and looking off.
“Even despite the fact they almost made you pass out.”
“Well, in truth they did make me pass out, but luckily you were there so I didn’t collapse and make a fool of myself.”
“I don’t think that is what makes you a fool, Y/n.”
Y/n puffed up his cheeks and slightly hit Tsukishima’s arm, Tsukishima not feeling anything and just smiling it off. Y/n turned to his house and walked to his door, not wanting their fun to end but they would see each other again tomorrow. 
Knowing they would be together again tomorrow, even for a short while, made Y/n’s chest swell with joy.
“Y/n.” Y/n had just put his hand on the door handle when he heard Tsukishima’s voice.
“Yeah, Tsukk--” 
He turned to face Tsukishima, but he didn’t expect him to be so close. Practically pushed up against the door, Y/n looked up only in time for Tsukishima to lower his head and made their lips touch.
Y/n’s eyes immediately fluttered shut at the warmth that suddenly filled him body, the smell of Tsukishima intoxicating him just as his jacket had been for so long.
In truth, if it were anyone else, Y/n would not have calmed down so quickly, he would not have felt comfortable enough to fall asleep just anywhere, he would not have felt comfortable letting just anyone touch him the way Tsukishima had. 
And in return, Tsukishima didn’t know anyone that made him open up as fast as Y/n did, not even Yamaguchi, his childhood friend. He had always been closed off and unwilling to put his whole heart into things, with fear of failure, heart break, rejection. But through this kiss, through connecting his lips to Y/n’s, he was saying that his heart was open to Y/n and only Y/n. Somehow, through the 4 weeks of knowing one another, it was like cupid's arrow was destined to pierce them both.
They pulled apart, the breath mixing as they stayed close, the lips brushing over each other as they soaked in what had happened.
“Kei.” Tsukishima’s voice came out in a hushed tone, one that made Y/n swoon.
“Wha--”
“If we are going to be together,” He continued, standing straight and looking down at Y/n’s flushed face with a smile. “Call me Kei.”
Y/n stood in shock, but as many things in his head, he was quick to smile back and Tsukishima. He allowed his heart to swell with the only thought of the tall boy with glasses and a sarcastic attitude, Tsukishima too allowing his mind, body, and soul to be only filled with the short, just as funny, archer boy who stole his heart in record time.
“Well… goodnight then… Kei.”
“Goodnight, Y/n.”
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a3hihi · 2 years
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Any future omi writings you have in the works?? Also really interested whether you have reached the Shiratorizawa part of the anime yet I wanna gush about it skdbjdbfjf 💕
WHWSASOF TY FOR ASKING EMILY !! LET ME GET MY LIST OOF—
I HAVE OTHER IDEAS BUT THEY'RE MOSTLY JUST CONCEPTS,, ILL RAMBLE ABOUT THEM WHEN I CAN!
HERE ARE MY WIPS THAT HAVE COHERENT THOUGHT! ✨
did venus blow your mind? - omi after nachi ;-; the title is from "Drops of Jupiter (Tell Me)" by Train. this comes after "omi makes a drink" which is an angst fic on my ao3! but this one is about him and his family getting better sobs. the tag for it if i post snippets is "wip: venus" :)
you will always be my favorite form of loving - current omi x reader! the title is from "Cloud 9" by Beach Bunny. i haven't done multichapter fics before so i rlly want to make it good if i ever start my wips,, i need to fix my schedule too. this one takes place during the current timeline where he's in mankai and college, possibly including cameos from the others too :) i don't have a specific plot yet tho. only vibes,, . a fluff fic in this universe would be "acts of service"! (pls yell at me about questions so i actually develop these)
OMI NATION I DONT WANT US TO STARVE PLS !!
NEXT QUESTION AAA
I HAVE. STARTED THE FIRST FEW MINUTES OF THE FIRST EPISODE. IM RLLY BUSY RN SO I WANT TO SAVOR THE USHIJIMA SCENES.. HES JUST SO PRETTY.. SOBS
ALSO I WANT TO SEE THE REST OF THE TEAM AND THEIR DYNAMICS WITH KARASUNO !! (also tendou gives me nachi vibes and i will stand on this hill)
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the-ayakashi-inn · 3 years
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April Showers
Aoi x Reader
A little something for @sakura-bunbun
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The rain was coming down hard around you as you peeked out from the shelter of the awning you were standing under. You had been on your way home from school when you got caught in the sudden downpour.
With a sigh, you resigned yourself to waiting. Nachi had told you it was going to rain when you left the house that morning, but you didn't grab an umbrella. Now, you wished you had listened to him.
Just then, you saw a familiar figure walking through the rain. He was carrying a bag in one hand and an umbrella over his head with the other.
"Hey. Aoi!" You called out to the Ayakashi. He stopped and looked over toward the sound of the voice calling him. He was surprised to see you.
"What are you doing out in weather like this?" He demanded as he approached you. "I was on my way home when it starting raining." You explained.
Aoi critically scanned your soaked form and then sighed. "Come on." He tilted his umbrella toward you. Your face lit up at the gesture. "Don't- don't read too much into this. The others will never let me heard the end of it if I let you catch a cold." Aoi stated. Turning his face away from you as you stepped out and under the umbrella alongside him. "Sure." Was your only response and the two of you started walking, shoulder to should beneath the shelter of the umbrella.
Aoi led the way to the Raccord. Once the two of you reached the milk hall, he opened the door for you. "Thanks." You gave him a grateful smile. "Just..." Aoi's cheeks turned a little pink. "Wait here. I'll get you a towel." He set down the umbrella and hurried upstairs.
"Well, if it isn't bright eyes." You turned to see Oji emerging from the kitchen. "I almost didn't recognize you. You look like a drowned rat."
"Yeah, I got stuck in the rain." You told the older Ayakashi. "Aoi was nice enough to lend amsome space under his umbrella."
"Did he now?" A knowing smile touched Oji's lips. "Well, it's that something."
Just then Aoi returned with a towel in hand. "Here you go." He passed it to you. "Thank you again." You told him. Accepting the towel, you begin to dry your hair. "Don't go making a big deal out of this." He replied.
"I can't believe you shared your umbella, Aoi." Oji said, making as if to wipe away a tear. "My little boy is all grown up."
Aoi's eyes widened. "What?! It's not like that!" He protested.
Oji chuckled and you could help but giggle from under the towel at Aoi's reaction.
Aoi just let out an annoyed humph. "Don't you have dishes to finished?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm going. I'm going." Oji waved a placating hand as he turn back to the kitchen. "Have fun, love birds."
You heard Aoi make a distressed noise at Oji's parting tease, but he managed to quickly recovered. "You're probably freezing. Take a seat and I'll make you some tea." He sighed.
You took a seat at the counter as Aoi set about making the promised tea.
"Thank you again, Aoi." You said as you accepted the tea.
"It's nothing." He came around the counter and sat down beside you.
You took a sip. "This is really good." You hummed happily.
"It's an herbal blend Yura made. It's supposed to help people and Ayakashi from getting sick." Aoi told you. "We've been keeping it on hand just in case."
"That's a good idea. I might have to get some from him for home."
The two of you continued talking in the quiet milk hall as the rain continued falling outside.
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otomeramblings · 4 years
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Moments when he realizes he loves you: Omi
Pairing: Omi x Reader
Pronouns: written in 2nd person; remains gender neutral
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From Omi's general demeanor, I think we can all agree that he's more of a giver than a taker in all of his relationships, so it isn't surprising that such behavior would also be reflected once he is in a romantic relationship. He has a very nurturing nature, so he loves it when you rely on him because it lets him know that you trust him with your troubles. Whenever you go to him when you need help (no matter how trivial the situation might be), his chest puffs out with pride at the fact that you see him as someone dependable. Before you started dating, the first time you confided in him and let yourself cry in front of him it broke his heart in such a way that it made him realize how much he had begun to care for your happiness and well-being.
Since he dropped his old life as the “mad wolf”, Omi has really come to appreciate habits in his everyday life, he likes the security and the simple contentment that come with them. Because of this, he gets great satisfaction from going shopping together with you, grocery shopping in particular. He enjoyed it when he lived at the dorms, when you accompanied him during his trips to the store to get enough supplies to feed over 20 people. But if you were to ask him, your first trip to the store after you had moved in together was the particular instance that came to mind. You had been working around tirelessly and had decided to make a run to the store to get food to prepare your first dinner in your new apartment once the sun had started to set and your stomachs had started rumbling. The store was within walking distance but you didn’t account for the rain that started pouring down when you were halfway there; you had to rush to get there but you couldn’t avoid getting drenched even after Omi had tried to cover you with his jacket. So there you where, deciding if you wanted to be healthy and buy fruit for dessert or if you’d say, fuck it, we should go big and buy cupackes to celebrate. And he couldn’t help the fond smile that adorned his features while looking at you, you with your hair matted and sticking to your face and half drowning in his jacket, because if that moment was (hopefully) was an example of something that he’d get to experience for the rest of his life, then he couldn’t thank his lucky stars enough.
Now, as I said, he’s a very giving person. But that doesn’t mean he’s not thankful when you turn the tables on him.
Omi doesn’t get sick very often, but when he does, it usually leaves him out of commission for a couple of days. He’s the type to say that he’s fine because he doesn’t want anyone to worry about him. That said, he can’t deny that there’s something incredibly endearing about seeing you fussing over him when he gets like this. at the beginning stages of your relationship he used to feel a bit guilty about monopolizing your time and attention, but after you continued to reassure him that you wanted to care for him, he started to see things from a different perspective. Now that he pushes that guilt aside, he can’t deny the warmth that spreads through his chest whenever you bring him food and water and try to help him drink and eat, or when you take his temperature or run your fingers through his hair with touches so gentle that you’d think he was made of delicate glass.
Another thing that makes omi feel as if he were walking on cloud nine is seeing you get along with his family. He remembers one specific occasion when you two had scheduled to have dinner with them and since you were working and he had rehearsal with his troupe, you both had agreed to meet up outside the house. What he didn’t factor in was the fact that rehearsals would end up running late. In the end, you had to meet up with his family without him for an hour and half. He rushed out on his bike as soon as they wrapped things up since he didn’t want to make things uncomfortable for you. But once he arrives, he realizes he didn’t have anything to worry about. You’re finishing setting the table with his father while his younger brothers talked to you excitedly about something. You then reached out to ruffle the hair of his youngest brother and you all stuck out your tongues playfully at each other. He had paused on the doorway and his father was the first to take notice of him and ushered him into the room. Giving him a pat on the back, his father had whispered in his ear “you better not let them slip away, they’re a keeper.” Looking at your bright smile while his brothers dragged you to the main room to show you something, the only thing he could muster up was a soft “I know”
Now listen to me. We all know that Omi has many regrets about his past and that he doesn’t like to talk about it much. After he opened up to you, he’s honestly worried that you would look at him differently; he wouldn’t blame you, but it would still hurt. You don’t let this revelation change anything, of course, and he’s always grateful to have found someone who accepts him so wholeheartedly. In relation to this, there’s one thing in particular that never fails to make him melt: whenever you kiss the scar on his chin. You used to do it before he told you how he got it, but you doing it with this new knowledge always gets to him because it’s your way of sending a message, a message that says that you love him for who he is, every part of him, even those parts that he doesn’t love himself. The first time you did it right after he told you, you were laying down together, with his head on your chest while he tried to calm his racing heart after waking up from a nightmare; and you had grabbed his hand and kissed his knuckles, the skin rough after all those years of fighting. Then you proceeded to place kisses over his face: on his forehead, on his eyelids, on both of his cheeks and finally on his scar, and each of them felt both as light as a feather and as warm as your love for him. His last thought before falling asleep, as he buried his face on the crook of your neck and as he listened to the calming sound of your heartbeat, is how he had never felt as safe as he did that moment in your embrace.
On a similar angsty note: let’s talk about Nachi, shall we? when he opened up to you about his past, he also told you about his friend and what had happened to him. what he didn’t tell you, though, was that he had started to tell Nachi about you as well. Periodically, Omi likes to leave new flowers in Nachi’s grave and to just update him about what’s been happening in his life. It was during one of those visits that Omi told him about you, about the time you spend together, pointing out various things he liked about you, and only when he quieted down, and the only sound around him was that of the rustling leaves being moved by the slight breeze, was that he realized that he was smiling from ear to ear and the only thoughts occupying his mind were how much Nachi would have loved to tease him for sounding like a love-struck puppy and how he wished you two would have had the chance to meet. And after some time, you do get to meet Nachi. Once Omi feels ready to introduce you, he takes you to the cemetery to finally meet his best friend. you’re nervous, of course, but following Omi’s lead, it doesn’t take you long to warm up and start talking to Nachi on your own. You talk about yourself, and you talk about Omi, about how kind and strong he’s become, about how happy he makes you and about how happy you hope to make him in turn. At that, Omi slips an arm around your waist and kisses the top of head, a few tears escaping from the corners of his eyes, and he breathes out “you already do.” The sound is faint and slightly choked up, but it sounds loud and clear in your ears, and the only thing you both hope is that it sounds that way for Nachi, too.
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Note: It’s 3am and I can’t believe Omi took over my brain in such a way. But yeah, anyway, I’m thinking of maybe writing something like this for other characters and I can’t promise it will be soon since I write when inspiration strikes but if you want any character in particular, my askbox is open
Edit: re-posting this to see if it will actually show up on the tags this time -.-
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nanamisflowerfield · 2 years
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Hi! Um, you are taking requests currently, right? If so, may I request a scenario with Nachi (ARR) and this prompt: "I really like you… Huh? Why are you so shocked?!" Thank you!
Thanks for the request!~ I hope that you like it and have a great day!💕
"I really like you… Huh? Why are you so shocked?!"
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It was never a secret that a certain someone was in love with you, but you, the most oblivious person on earth haven’t realized it yet and Nachi, your dear friend that you knew for a long time had enough of it. He had to change your view of sight and make you realize that he sees you more than just a friend.
But how exactly could one demon do this…?
Some might think that the answer was easy, but for the cat-like demon it surely wasn’t. Whenever he tried to confess his feelings to you, he couldn’t utter out any word and would stand in front of you, making you think that he was spacing out, but the poor guy was actually panicking internally and screaming at himself for not confessing already.
Not knowing how he should do it; he asked nearby neighbors for help and often got the same ideas day after day. Perhaps it might help him with his current situation.
Plan number one: Gifting you your favorite flowers.
“Oh my, they are beautiful.” You mumbled, picking up the bright and colorful bouquet into your hands to gaze at them. “But who would put them in front of the door?” You asked yourself, trying to figure out, but luck wasn’t on your side, as you couldn’t find any card or advice. Shrugging your shoulders, you walked with the bouquet into your living room, smiling at the flowers.
While Nachi slapped his palm on his forehead. “I forgot the card….”
Plan number two: A date in a restaurant.
That couldn’t go wrong, right? Well, luck seemed to hate Nachi. “(Y/N), do you maybe want to go to that nice restaurant down the street?” He smiled at you, his tail flicking to the left and right, hoping for you to accept his invitation. “Oh, I would love to.” The corner of your lips turned up, making his stomach feel so weird, as if thousands of butterflies stormed inside of him. “We could also ask our friends to join us! They would love to go with us, I think!”
Sighing, Nachi followed you, cursing every friend of yours that you invited to the restaurant.
Plan number three: A love letter.
It might be not so creative, but Nachi still tried to write everything he felt for you into his letter. You should read all his emotions in there, making you realize how much in love he truly was!
But like every other plan of his, this one wasn’t a success either, as you read the letter, smiling at Nachi with one sweetish smile gracing your lips. “Aw, I like you too, Nachi. You are a great friend!”
Were you truly that oblivious?
“How should I confess…?” He whispered to himself, staring at your peaceful face, while you rest on his lap tiredly. “You are so oblivious…” He continues, softly tracing his fingertips on your cheek. “You are so cute, even now, while you sleep…” A soft chuckle left his mouth, before he talked more. “I really like you… Huh?”
Nachi’s yellow eyes widen as he saw your shocked face, staring at each other. A blush colored your face, making him feel gushy. “Why are you so shocked?!” He asked out loud, surprising you even more. Wait, have you maybe not sleeping? Were you listening?
Now the demon gazed away, hoping that you finally stopped being so damn oblivious or maybe not even realize what he had told you a second ago, afraid that you might reject him.
“Oh, Nachi… I like you too.” Your hand cupped his cheek as you smiled at each other. “Really?” He asked unsure. “Really.”
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mankaithings · 3 years
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I wasn't sure if I could request this or not but could you please do a fluffy Nachi (A3!) X Reader headcannons? (Did I catch feeling for a ded fictional character?...YeS I did!... ;-;)
Don’t worry anon, you’re not the only one who has caught feelings for a dead fictional character 😌 I’m guilty as charged 😋 
But on the other note, I hope you enjoy this headcanons! Thanks for requesting~~ 
Nachi
Relationship with Nachi is both fun and kinda dangerous
You’ll receive so much love not only from him but from the other members of Wolves but at the same time, it’s hard to go out in public with him since they’re considered a strong gang and he’s one of the leaders
It just screams trouble
But don’t worry, you got him and the other guys to protect you
On the more fluffy side, late night motor bike drives during late at night, wearing his jacket as you wrap your arms around his waist which just tenses him up because he’s not used to the contact but he loves it so please don’t worry and keep your hands on him
At first, he may hide his injuries from fights against other gang but soon you catch up on why he can’t go out- which was because of the bruises on his face- and soon if he’s hurt and he knows you’re free, he’ll trust you to help with his injuries
He also wouldn’t mind getting kisses
You would be able to know about his passion for acting, acting as his partner when the two of you are spending time on your own
Even if you’re bad or good at acting, he doesn’t mind. He gets to practice his acting and with his lovely s/o. It’s a win win situation
The gang has probably heard enough of you from Nachi, how you always smell good, how your hair is so soft and how you give the best hugs!
Especially Omi, but rather than annoyed, Omi’s going to be so glad to know Nachi found a good partner in you who’s willing to accept him despite being a delinquent
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lovinga3characters · 3 years
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Is it possible to get any fluffy Nachi (A3!) X Reader content please? \ (°◡°) / Any random cute scenario or headcannons would do just fine! (please make him be alive and not die for the sake of my heart T-T I beg of u!)
Only if you feel like doing it ofc! Please and thank you!
( Did I catch feelings for a ded man?... Yes I did!...)
Hello, sweetheart! Thank you so much for your support 😍😘! About this request...
1. I don’t know much about Nachi so I honestly wouldn’t know how to write him 😅 they probably have more info about him in ACT 2 but I haven’t read it yet (shush I know)
2. Requests are closed for now, I have many projects that I’ve been holding off because of school and my own stupid self 😰
However, if you have anything else in mind I’ll be happy to compensate, sorry, dear 🙏💋
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dotster001 · 2 years
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Day 23: person a is trying to find a loved one who went missing and not daring to ask person b for help
Summary: Kuro x gn! Reader.
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You had brought Yura and Gaku with you to Kuro's troupe's performance. They had remained in their child forms, so when you met up with Kuro after the show, people kept assuming you were a happy little family. 
Kuro wasn't going to correct them. He hadn't felt this loved in a long time, and his heart was so full he thought it might explode.
The reason you'd brought the twins was because the performance was one event of many at a festival. After his performance, you all walked together from booth to booth, looking at all the cool exhibits and wares.
At some point, you tapped Kuro's shoulder, and said, "Gaku wants to look at that contraption over there, but you and Yura can go ahead, we'll catch up."
Kuro gave you a happy hug, then pushed the both of you on your way. When he turned around Yura was gone.
The first thing he did was panic. He lost his son two seconds after you left them alone! He was a terrible dad! 
The second thing he did was scold himself for role playing so hard that he forgot that Yura was not his son, and that Yura was 1000 years old and could probably take care of himself.
But you had tasked him to look after him! And in his child form he could get swept up in the crowd! 
He searched from booth to booth with no success, until eventually, he knew he had to give in and find you. You always knew how to solve problems! Especially ones that revolved around the twins! He totally knew how to explain why he didn't ask for your help in the first place.
He found you and Gaku at a stall, where you were getting Gaku some form of roasted meat. He ran at you and took you by the shoulders, and shouted, "I'm a terrible dad and I lost Yura, please help me find him!"
You looked startled at first, but then you and Gaku made eye contact, and gave each other a nod.
"I think I know where he might be," you said with a laugh.
After some traveling, you approached a dessert stall, and found Yura happily eating pastries while the stall owners fawned over how adorable he was.
Kuro ran over to Yura, and wrapped his arms tightly around him.
"You scared me! Never run off like that again!"
Yura gave a fond laugh, saying, "My nose picked up the aroma of tasty sweets, and I could not resist. I apologize for worrying thee."
"Some things never change," Gaku rolled his eyes, but he couldn't hide the fond smile on his face.
The stall owner didn't charge for the sweets since Yura was "such an adorable, well behaved boy". Yura didn't feel the need to correct them.
The twins went off on their way after the festival, and Kuro wrapped his arms around you from behind with a pout. 
"Kuro," you hummed, "are you still upset because you lost our non-existent son?" You giggled, which made his pout even bigger.
"Non-existent for now, but what if someday we do have a family? Or even just a pet! What if we get a fish, and I lose it?"
"You're overthinking it," you turned around in his grip, and nuzzled your nose against his fondly. "When you're dealing with someone who isn't 1000 years old, I'm certain you will be more aware. And besides, when you were with the "kids" today, you were so good. They had a lot of fun with you."
"Yeah?" He asked.
"Yeah," you gave him a peck on the cheek, but when you started to pull away, he pulled you back to him.
"I'm still sad," he said, now exaggerating his pout, despite the twinkle in his eye. He pressed you even closer to him, and kissed you deeply, before saying, "Maybe I should lose the twins more often." 
You playfully mussed his hair, then pulled away. "Don't press your luck, Kuro."
He giggled, and wrapped an arm around your waist, as he began to escort you home. 
"You're right, next time I'll lose Nachi."
Maybe he'd been hanging out with Toichiro too much. You'd have to cut him off before you got that non-existent fish Kuro was talking about.
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kwimstixs · 4 years
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Tsukkishima x Reader
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~ ᴵᵗ ʷᵃˢ ᵃⁿ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳⁿᵒᵒⁿ ⁱⁿ ᴰᵉᶜᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ʳᵉᵐⁱⁿᵈᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ᵂʰᵉⁿ ʷᵉ ᵇᵘᵐᵖᵉᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᴮᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵃʸ ʰⁱ 'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ~
"Yamaguchi, why are we here again?" The tall blonde boy asked irritatingly as he pushed his glasses back. Apparently, his best friend dragged him into some kind of place. And they should be doing their school works.
"Our block mates are hosting this party Tsukki. Let's have fun!" Yamaguchi tried his best to amuse Tsukkishima even for a little bit, but it didn't work at all, in fact it worked opposite. Tsukkishima is 100% irritated with the loud noise.
"Fun huh?" He asked lifelessly as he looked at the room, everyone was dancing up and down and going wild. There's nothing fun in there at all.
"Tsukki!!!Yamaguchi!!!" One of their block mates called out to them.
"You go have fun. I'll just wait for you outside so we can finally work on the project." Tsukkishima said, managing to get away from their block mate's grasp.
"Wait Tsukki!!" Yamaguchi was unable to stop him as he was dragged by more people inside.
He then noticed that the place was familiar. He turned around to see a certain number on the door. It clicked on him. This was also (Y/N)'s place.
Speaking of her, have she moved on? Because he definitely did not. They broke up in their third year of high, cut off all communications, met each other again last November, but they didn't talk at all. Yamaguchi and Nachi was saving them whenever they would be left together.
Would he see her again here? Tsukkishima rolled his eyes at himself. He should stop thinking like that, it was two years ago.
He went outside of the building, where he couldn't hear the loud party noise, only the silent chirping of the crickets outside, and a metal swinging?
He turned his head to the nearby playground to see a girl swinging while fiddling with her phone, a man was also nearby, Tsukkishima recognized the guy as also one of his block mates, he must have been also invited to the party. He was walking forward to the girl. Tsukkishima knew the girl would be in danger. He grabbed some pebbles as he approached them.
"Ahh (Y/N), long time no see." He said. His heart raced. He never expected to meet the (h/c)-haired girl right now.
"T-Thank you," The girl stuttered, she stood up from the swing. (Y/N) is not tall but she's not exactly small either, but when she was facing Tsukkishima, she looks so smaller than she was supposed to be.
Tsukkishima paused as think of what to say next. After a few seconds he managed to say something. "Are you alright?"
He mentally slapped himself, was that the best that he could do?
"Yeah," (Y/N) slowly nodded. "I'm going back to my room. Thanks." (Y/N) said.
"I'm walking you back." He immediately added. (Y/N)'s eyes widened as she tried to protest about it." You don't have to-"
"The guy might be back for you, he's my block mate, I know his moves. I would feel bad if something happened to you just because I didn't walk you back." He said in a fast voice.
(Y/N) blinked twice, she sighed before agreeing. " Ok, thanks." She said. The two of them started walking back to the building.
Silence, it was pure silence.
No one dared to say anything, or bring back the past. They were at the elevator going up when (Y/N) can't bear the deafening silence anymore.
"So why are you here?" She asked as she looked away from him, staring at her reflection on the wall. (Y/N) wished that she was the reason he was here, but it's just a wish.
"Block mate's party. " He briefly replied.
"OH, that explains the loud speakers in our floor." (Y/N) said, remembering her neighbor who was making a mess at their floor. That must be it.
Tsukkishima stared at the girl, realizing on how (Y/N) had matured. If it were the old 1st or 2nd year (Y/N), she would have definitely joined the party and be loud and chaotic as she can. But it's the matured (Y/N) he's facing right now.
"So...How are you? Doing good in life? It's been a while huh?" (Y/N) wanted to smack herself for asking that.
I'm not fine, I'm not doing good. It's been a mess without you.
Oh how Tsukkishima wish he could openly say things like that just like before. "You don't have to talk if you don't want to." He said in a rather harsh voice.
Please talk more, I miss your voice.
Tsukkishima slightly clenched his fists as he holds back talking more.
"Oh ok,"(Y/N) said, her shoulders going down. At least she didn't have to pretend. The elevator doors opened, they were now on the (Y/N)'s floor.
"Tsukki! You're backkk! I miss you!!!" It was Yamaguchi's voice, he rushed over immediately as soon as he saw the familiar black jacket of his friend.
"Yamaguchi?" (Y/N) asked as she saw the green-haired boy. Of course, they're a pair. His balance was a bit shaking, he was struggling to come over to the two. He was definitely drunk.
"Who said that?" Yamaguchi asked as he looked around, and finally saw the (h/c)-haired girl." (Y/N)!!!Why are you here?!"
"This is kinda my place?" (Y/N) shrugged her shoulders.
"So that must explain it," He said as he hiccup.
"Explain what?" The girl raised an eyebrow.
Yamaguchi pointed at his friend."Tsuk-ki here doesn't wan-na co-me he-re at-all! And when-I was as-king him-he ne-ver ans-wered. But you-are he-re so-it must ha-ve be-en the rea-son-why Tsuk-ki-won't go. You-know? Be-cause he-"
"Shut up Yamaguchi," Tsukkishima cut him off, (Y/N) doesn't need to know about that.
"Go-men Tsuk-ki," That was Yamaguchi's last words before he passed out on the cold, hard tiles of the floor.
Tsukkishima sighed irritatedly, and this is one of the reasons he hate parties. He bended down to tap Yamaguchi, in hope to wake him up.
(Y/N) stared at the sleeping Yamaguchi. She was reluctant at first to offer her place, but it was her friends anyways.
"I have spare bedrooms, you guys can sleep there."(Y/N) offered. Tsukkishima being himself, he wanted to decline at (Y/N)'s offer.
"I can handle this," He said, not wanting to do anything involving (Y/N).
"Bleghhh," Yamaguchi looks like he was about to vomit.
"You sure you don't need help?" (Y/N) asked again, looking at Tsukkishima who was already struggling so much. Defeated, he agreed to stay at (Y/N)'s place for the night.
"You want (food)?" (Y/N) offered him food once they've settled down. Yamaguchi was sleeping in one of (Y/N)'s guestroom. The noise from the neighbors finally died down, it was past 2 in the morning already. (Y/N) was glad she passed by the store to buy some of her favorite food earlier.
"No thanks," Tsukkishima declined as he sat on the couch. He just watched her ate the food she offered just a few seconds ago. (Food) was still (Y/N)'s favorite after all these years.
"You still hate (Food)? How rude,"(Y/N) joked. He remembered how (Y/N) would always force him to eat (Food) back in their high school days. He had taken a secret liking to (Y/N)'s food, but he'll never admit it. He just scoffed.
"I have strawberry shortcakes here, let me just get it." (Y/N) said. Tsukkishima lowered his head as (Y/N) went to the fridge. Does (Y/N) still remember that it was his favorite food?
"Here," (Y/N) said and handed him a slice of cake in a plate. Tsukkishima stared at it for a while before getting it.
"You like shortcakes Kei?!" The first year (Y/N) stuck her nose as she looked at first year Tsukkishima getting food.
"Please stop calling me that." Tsukkishima answered in his monotone voice.
"Never! You told me to stop calling you Tsukki, but Tsukkishima is too long so I'll go with calling you Kei!" (Y/N) said smiling happily.
"K." He said as he tried his best to ignore their new manager. They were in the same class, but she never really stood out in a good way until Kiyoko introduced her and Hitoka as the new managers.
"If I buy you shortcakes, would you be less mean to me?" She asked in a pouty voice. Cute.
"Try it then," He smirked. (Y/N)'s (e/c)-colored eyes sparkled in amusement.
" Thanks," He softly said as he took the food.
"Put your plates in the sink, I'll wash them later, and there's an extra bed in the guest room too." (Y/N) said, finishing her shortcake in a few minutes. She was trying her best to act normal, like nothing happened. Who knew it would be this tiring?
"Really (Y/N), thanks." He genuinely said.
"No problem, what are friends for?" She smiled.
Friend huh?
It was a stab in his heart. Tsukkishima finished his food, drank water and placed it all in the sink in just a few minutes. (Y/N) didn't seem to notice his weird behavior as she was fiddling with her phone again.
"Night (Y/N)," He said as he went to the guest room and laid down on the spare bed. He stared at the ceiling.
'I should not be feeling like this, I should be happy she even considered me as a friend after all of the ruckus.' Tsukkishima sighed as he hugged the pillow. It smelled like (Y/N).
He missed her, so much. 'Can't we go back to the time we were so happy, not worrying about anyone or anything?'
'Stupid Kei, you know you can't turn back time. Deal with it, face your fear.' He slapped his forehead as he rolled around the bed.
He stared for a while at Yamaguchi snoring before rolling around the bed to face the wall, he was lost in his own thoughts.
"Hey Kei--oh wait it rhymes!" An almost second year (Y/N) stopped in her tracks and admired what she just did there.
Tsukkishima sighed as she saw the (h/c)-haired girl getting lost in her tracks. "What do you want (L/N)?"
"First of all, call me (Y/N)! We've known each other for months now! We've even gone to dates!" She immediately scolded him.
He sighed, calling the girl her first name just for her to stop talking more. "K (Y/N), what do you want?"
"What's your biggest fear?" She asked and looked up to meet his gaze.
"My biggest fear? Nothing." He scoffed and turned back to writing his notes down.
"No way! You must have some kind of fear or something!" The girl disturbed him even more by closing his notes and getting his pen away from him. She sat on his desk.
"I fear nothing," He said, looking at (Y/N). The girl pouted,
"Then you're not human. Humans have fear." He held (Y/N)'s hand to grab the pen back from her.
"Oh, wait you're salt and not a human- "Tsukkishima slammed his lips against her, making her shut up. (Y/N)'s eyes widened. She felt weak for a while as her features softened. He broke the kiss as he successfully grabbed his pen back.
"I do have fears, but I'm not gonna tell you that." He whispered in her ear before properly sitting back down.
"No fair!" (Y/N) whined as Tsukkishima snickered. "I wanna know!"
His biggest fear? Having a future without (Y/N).
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nanamisflowerfield · 2 years
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Hi! Since requests are open, can I ask for headcanons on how Ginnojo, Akiyasu, Kuro, Aoi, and Nachi would help warm up their s/o on a cold winter night? (It can be in any setting, like outside in the street on a snowy morning or just at home in front of a fireplace, whichever you prefer for the characters!) Thank you! (Sorry if I put too much… ^^;)
No need to apologize, my dear!~ I hope that you like it and have a great day💕
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🌊 It was a cold night. You were sitting next to Ginnojo, reading a book as he glanced a couple of times at you, noticing that you shivered a little bit.
🌊 He puts away his own book and gets a pillow and fluffy blanket, putting the pillow next to you and the blanket over your body.
🌊 You looked up, raising your eyebrow at your boyfriend, who smiled at you softly.
🌊 “I don’t want you to freeze. Please, stay warm, so you won’t catch a cold.” He sat himself next to you, as you put half of your blanket over him. This small gesture made his cheeks turn slightly red, while you two read in comfortable silence your books.
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🔮 Aoi was very busy with his work and his studies, but when he stared at you and noticed that you shivered, the ayakashi sighed.
🔮 With a cup full of warm milk, he walks to you, putting it in front of you to nag, that you should go home, but when you explained to him, that you will wait for him, he will get flustered and puff his cheeks.
🔮 A few minutes later, he will sat himself next to you, pressing his arm against yours, while you leaned on him, drinking your milk.
🔮 “Drink faster… I finished my work now. I will bring you home, so you can warm yourself up there.” – “Will you cuddle with me?” You asked him with your big doe eyes, while Aoi jumped a little bit. “Huh!? What!?” He scratched his cheek, turning away from you to hide his burning cheeks. “I-If you want to…”
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🎪 “I got these sweets!” Kuro smiled, running to you, while you were sitting in front of the warm fireplace and held up a bag of so-called marshmallows, that he got from some place you’ve never ever been. “What is this?” You asked him, only to get a small explanation that they were marshmallows and tasty, just like mochi were.
🎪 “Let’s warm them up! I heard that they will be tasty if we eat them warm.” He hummed, holding them near the fire, before he put his arm over your shoulder, leaning onto you.
🎪 He chuckled, telling you that he loved to hold you in his arms, because you not always warmed up his heart, but also his body with just a mere and lovely hug.
🎪 “If you are getting colder, let’s go back inside, alright? I don’t want you to freeze, (y/n)!”
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🐈 Nachi would always warm you up with his hugs! He is a big fan of cuddles and showing you his affection and love by giving you heartwarming hugs
🐈 So, every time if it was just a little bit cold, he will pull you into his arms, trying to warm you up like this.
🐈 “I can’t walk like this, Nachi!” You laughed, while your boyfriend was clinging on your back on this cold night, refusing to let you go.
🐈 “Fine!~ Then I will just cuddle you like this!” He turned into his other form, cuddling you with his little soft paws
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⛩️ Akiyasu walks you home, hand in hand, while you two talked about a few things that happened on the day.
⛩️ The wind kissed your skin, making you shiver slightly, but you told your boyfriend that you weren’t feeling cold, so he won’t worry about you.
⛩️ Silently, Akiyasu puts his jacket over you, telling you that he doesn’t feel cold, even if it’s snowing on this cold, dark winter day. Thanking him, you cuddled yourself into his big jacket, making him smile at you.
⛩️ “I am so sorry that you got a cold!” You apologized, bringing your now sick boyfriend tea, as he lied with fever in bed. “It’s alright… As long as you are alright, I’m alright.”
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