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OuaT Peter Pan X OC (part 1 maybe)

This is just for fun y'all. This isn't a fanfic page so PLEASE don't get attached to anything I post here, there will not be frequent updates (if any). I may drop this and never post again, it's all for kicks and giggles. Even still, let me know how I can write better. xoxo

Brief Synopsis - Loretta finds herself washed up on the shores of an unfamiliar island. The friend she arrived with is nowhere to be seen, but that doesn't mean she's alone on the island.

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It’s almost like static, the sounds Loretta heard as she roused from a state of numbness. With her head pounding and body aching and cold, she blinked her eyes, slowly adjusting to the harsh light against her face. Her blinking becomes more rapid as she attempts to remove pests from her eyes. It’s not dirt, but sand. A strong scent of sea veg fills her nostrils. She begins to recognize the familiar feeling of soft waves, washing over her, returning to the sea, then over her again, ending just below her cheeks. As the sand clears from her eyes, she becomes better adjusted to the light and can see her surroundings. She had washed up on the shore of some land. Is it an island? A mainland? Is there any civilization or is she stranded?

Stranded. Stranded would mean she’s alone, but she isn’t alone. As she sat up she remembered. “Noah Reed!?” she calls out into the white light reflecting off the beach, whipping her head around in each direction. He came with her on their wrecked ship, the boy she escaped that life of responsibility with, the one who showed her what magic and true freedom could be. The one who told her about the different worlds. But that storm had separated them. Is he even on the island? What island is she on? There are no strange fruits along the shoreline to indicate if she recognizes the island from stories or pictures. The vastness of the sea isn’t helping either. Loretta stumbles to her feet, taking in her surroundings. She kicks her legs in awkward discomfort as her now dirtied white skirt sticks to her calves. “Noah Reed! Noah Reed! Noa-,”

Loretta cuts herself off as she notices the unfamiliar boy in front of her. He stands unbothered on top of the rigged rocks, cocky, as if he owned the place. “You’re not Noah,” she states blankly.

“Do I look like Noah?” the boy asks.

“If you’re going to be like that I think I’d rather you leave me be,” he raises his eyebrows at that, then holds an entertained smile.

“What’s your name?”

“That’s none of your business. How about you tell me your name?”

“That’s none of your business,” Loretta frowns, eyebrows furrowing. She looks down, spots a stick a short ways away from her, then marches towards it. “What are you doing?”

“Drawing a line in the sand,” she says as she presses the tip of the stick deep into the wet sand and drags it in a long line, separating herself from the older boy. “You stay on that side and stop bothering me,”

With that order, she turns around sharply, wet hair whipping through the air, droplets smacking her in her own face, and marches in the opposite direction for the boy, looking about the sandy shore.

“What are you looking for?” Loretta makes a noise of alarm before scowling. The boy had appeared right before her eyes.

“I thought I told you to leave me alone?” The boy says nothing, waiting for an answer. She lets out a breath of frustration, but answers all the same. “My leather satchel. It can’t be far from here,”

She walks the shoreline, the boy continuing to follow, hoping from rock to rock. He really is fast. And annoying. Like a gnat that just won’t give.

“So how did you get here anyway?” he asks her. Buzz buzz buzzing like a gnat too. Can’t he just leave her alone?

“A shipwreck,” she states plainly.

“I don’t see any ship ‘round here,”

“Because it happened in the middle of the sea, that’s why. There was a bad storm. Now won’t you please leave me alone? I really need to find my bag,”

“You mean the one over there?” Across the shore there’s a tall rock, around its base is the arm band of her satchel, the bag itself fighting against the current of the shallow waves. Without a word she runs to it, leaving imprints of her feet in her wake, the sand gathering on the hem of her skirt. She pulls the satchel up and off the rock. Dropping to her knees, she opens it, digging through its contents. “What’s in this bag that’s so important anyway?”

“A spell book,” she says, lifting up a book with a finely detailed hard cover, eyes wide in excitement and awe. It may look worn from age and seawater, but the magic inside is just as crisp and powerful as if it were still new. “Let’s see if this is the island I seek,”She flips through the pages until seemingly finding a specific one, then places the book open on the sand, her stick from earlier lying crooked against the book's binding. The boy looks quizzically as he watches her over her shoulder. Again her arm plunges into the bag and she pulls out another item, this one a spinning wooden top. Whilst reading the open pages, she mumbles to herself, holding the top over the book. She stares down the item as if waiting for something to happen, but nothing does. “Curses! It isn’t working. I must be on the wrong island, if this even is one,”

“And what island might you be looking for?”

“A place with magic. To keep us young forever and conjure things one can only hope for in my land,” Loretta raises to her feet, looking round and defeated, not knowing what to do. “I don’t even know if he’s in this place with me. Gosh, I wish I could just have a map to find him!” almost in an instant, a drawn out parchment appears in the palm of her empty hand. She looks at it with wide eyes, taking it in both hands and feeling the paper to test its existence. On the piece is a mark of where she is, a large X, and a dotted trail connecting the two. “A map, exactly how I wished it. Wait…” she turns to the boy, “How did you appear in front of me so suddenly before,”

He simply shrugs. “Magic,” Loretta approaches him, looking him in the face.

“Tell me, what island is this?” he smiles at her, a mischievous smile.

“Why, this is Neverland, of course,” Loretta’s face widens with a grin, and she cheers, jumping in the air.

“We did it! We found it! Why didn’t you say something earlier! You enjoyed watching me act a fool, didn’t you?” her whole demeanor had changed. Before she held a posture of irritation towards the boy, but how she shared a fondness towards him. “Come, I still have to find Noah Reed,”

“You want me to come with you? Weren’t you just telling me to bug off before?”

“What, that? Oh, that wasn’t serious. Besides, you seem to know this island better than me. I could use your help. Now are you coming or not?” she flippantly asks, then runs towards the forests.

posted 14.Wed.Mar.2024

#once upon a time #ouat #ouat peter pan #peter pan #peter pan x reader #peter pan x oc #ouat peter pan x reader #ouat peter pan x oc #ouat fanfiction #ouat fanfic #peter pan fanfic #peter pan fanfiction #fanfiction #no smut

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zhao-tianyou · 5 months

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edit: 12/8/2023

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dose-of-jellybean · 4 years

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Jeremy comforting his S/O who’s feeling depressed

I’ll be honest, what I just wrote was completely self- indulgent. If you feel that you couldn’t relate to this then I’m really sorry! It’s somewhat based on my own experiences since that’s the only reference I know

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He’d know something was wrong when he noticed a sound coming from the kitchen during one of his sleepless nights. You were sitting in the chair with a full glass of water on the table, lost in thought.

Umm, okay that’s new. Jeremy would slowly reach out to touch your shoulder, and hesitate last minute. He’d be unsure on what to say, til he gets an idea. You’d notice him walking out of the kitchen, you wonder for a moment if Jeremy left you to it. Your thoughts spiraling down, assuming he didn’t notice, that he doesn't care.

It gets dark, you barely noticed the sound of his voice erupting through the silence until you noticed a familiar line.

Is that..?

Jeremy’s reading a book out loud. Not any book, it was *that* book, the one you’ve been hyper fixating on for a month now. Sometimes Jeremy would sit right next to you as you gush about your favorite characters and the storylines that had you enamored with the world of the series. He wouldn’t be able to contribute much to the conversation except for questioning the plot points and criticising how a character behaves. You didn’t take it as him on the series though, he was showing his interest in his own way, even if that wasn’t that clear.

A small fraction of clarity would come to your mind. After enjoying listening to him reading out the story for a while he’d wait to see how you’ll react.

If you wanted to talk to him, he’d listen. Jeremy would have a hard time coming up with answers to tell you. But he’ll make sure to never make you feel as if you’re being illogical or guilt tripped for being sad and hurting everyone around you who’s worried. He’d even try to give you a smile when he sees that you’re doubting to say how you feel to him.

If you instead prefered to keep things by yourself he’d say “yeah okay”.

That’s completely fine in his mind. To distract you Jeremy would wrap his blanket over you and warm up your favorite meal/ bring out your favorite snack for you. Then he’ll pull out his phone to use Netflix and find a new move or series for the two of you. For the rest of that night the two of you would enjoy making jokes that are snarky at the characters expense. Expressing your love/hate for a series by being a little shit together was one of your favorite quality time moments. The flow of the conversation would run like melting ice, your humor combined makes the bitter part of your brain thoughtless. The two of you share a sweet moment for the rest of that night. Hopefully by then, you’d feel a bit better.

#Xoxo Droplets #xod #Jeremy King #fanfic #headcanon #gb patch

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xoxodropletsscenarios · 4 years

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WIP

So I’ve got a story a started a while ago about an older Pran and how he would be as a father and I’d like to give you guys a sneak peek.

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xoxo-daily · 5 years

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Dear Sisters - XOD Fanfic

"Hey girls, it is me, your favorite sister! You guys must be SO bored without me around, but let me tell you I am having the best time of my life here at this boarding school. Well, the school is just a school actually. Saint Sara Belle is nothing to write home about, literally. It's just school. Maybe the room? I mean it is nice to have the place to myself, single room and all...but the people?? Oh man do I have tales to tell.

Like first of all, would you believe I found one of our old classmates here of all places? Almost didn't recognize her, y'know, Alicia? She's doing pretty good I guess, kinda weird, people watches and stuff. She's real good at seeing relationships though too, so can't argue with that. She likes to tell me which boys are eyeing me the most, which is ridiculous right? Because they all are, ha!

But also I met this girl named Missy. Your average cheerleader valley girl, really, but she certainly knows where the party is at. She's fun sometimes. Actually invited me to a party where I met a flaming furry--next letter, I swear. She wants to go to school for nursing only to never use it. That sure is a lot of work, dontcha think? I guess if your plan B gets you the ability to work with hot nurses like the one here, then it might be worth it. Maybe.

Let me hurry up and get to the juicy bits though. Don't tell mom and dad, but I got thrown into a group for the unfriendable. Absolutely unreasonable by the by, I'm a gem! A peach! I'm not complaining though, because it got me into a group with a lot of hot boys. Sure they are absolute garbage fires in the personality department, but who said they needed a good personality?

Names: Nate Lawson, Everett Gray, Shiloh Fields, Bae Pyoun, Pran Taylor, and my favorite Jeremy King--of my heart. They're all pretty cool dorks, definitely entertaining. Never short on whining for the simplest ish, making the group supervisor (remember when I mentioned hot nurses?) and his life a living hell. Nate is a big teachers pet, and angry as a bull, but he wears his emotions on his sleeves and is buff enough to probably rip them off. Everett is his right hand man, mamas boi and Nate's boi at that, probably couldn't make a decision without em, but he's cute so it's fine. My second fave is Shiloh, mostly because he's a big kiss up that everyone hates, extra mostly because he's big on buttering me up. Cant trust a word out of his mouth, but I can always use the pampering. Next up Bae, absolutely marrrrvelous duckies, and incase you didn't realize that was sarcasm, just like his sarcastic butt, enough said. Pran is your tall, dark, and handsome type. Also the silent type. Tall, dark, handsome, and silent, and strong. Can carry a girl, but I ended up with his best friend who's pessimistic as heck. King of my heart remember?

Little Jerbear, emphasis on little, he's a short stack, dead eggplant--that all sounds like innuendo without context I realize, but hey! That's where I'll leave you I'm running outta room, too lazy to get another piece of paper call you later maybe never!"

- Your Beautiful Sister

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yukidragon · 3 years

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Our Life Sippet - A Special Guest

It’s that time again, time for another slice of my first draft fanfic novelization for Our Life: Beginnings & Always! This time it’s another section of the Step 1 prologue. Time for some more cute little eight-year-olds being cute and another XOXO Droplets cameo!

Thanks, as always, to the game’s creators @gb-patch for making the game and inspiring me. You’re awesome and so are your games!

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Cove carefully set down the box he brought with him before sitting beside Jamie. He realized too late that he should have asked her for permission before moving her stuff like it belonged to him. He made a small, awkward sound, drawing her attention away from the door and back to him as he fumbled for what to say. “I brought the box of shells. I wanna keep looking at them.”

Jamie had already noticed Cove carrying her treasure box with him, but didn’t pay as much mind to the act as he did. “Great,” she said with a smile. “Bust it open. We can keep looking while we wait for Shiloh.”

Relieved, Cove smiled back at Jamie before opening the box. Despite being careful when carrying it, the loose contents had shifted during the move. A bright shimmering streak of orange peeking out of tissue caught his eye. Carefully, he unwrapped a large intact conch streaked in shades of dark and light orange. He marveled at the way the light hit its polished surface and transformed the vibrant orange hue to a different color as he held it up for a closer look. His eyes widened in wonder and a sound of amazement escaped him as he turned the shell this way and that, watching how the shell somehow magically had the power to change from one color from the next before returning to its natural orange shade.

Cove turned to Jamie as he presented the conch to her with stars in his eyes and a huge smile on his face. “I think this one is the best of them.”

“That’s my favorite too,” Jamie said proudly. “That’s why I cleaned it up real good. If you put it to your ear, you can hear the ocean.”

Cove hesitated a moment to make sure that was an offer for him to try it rather than a statement of fact before holding the shell over his ear. He heard the sound of ocean waves just as promised and his smile grew wider.

Jamie delightedly watched Cove admire her prized treasure, her expression growing thoughtful. He seemed so happy with it - the happiest she had ever seen him.

Earlier that day, her moms talked about how it would be a good idea to give the Cove and his dad a special gift to welcome them to the neighborhood. Perhaps just the right welcoming gift would make Cove feel just a little better about the move and being away from his mom, and he wouldn’t have to feel sad anymore.

Sure, it was a bit of a shame to give away her best seashell, but Jamie was confident she could find another one she liked even better eventually. The best part was finding the treasure after all.

Decided, Jamie nodded to herself. “You can keep it if you want.”

Cove froze. He had just been starting the process of re-wrapping the shell in tissue when Jamie made her unbelievable offer. His eyes widened and his mouth hung open in absolute shock. “Really?!”

Jamie smiled, tickled that she had surprised him with her gift. “Sure. You like it a lot, right?”

Cove stared at Jamie a moment more before he had to look away, unable to meet her earnest gaze. It was strange that she was so ready to just give away something so obviously amazing and special, especially after she had just told him it was her favorite of her treasures. It made him feel weird in ways that he couldn’t put into words.

“Uh huh,” Cove finally said quietly as he placed the shell back down in the box. “But… I don’t want to take it from you. It’s okay.”

Jamie saw his hesitation and discomfort clear as day on his face and regretted making the offer. She hadn’t meant to make Cove feel pressured to take it. Gifts were meant to make people happy to get them, not nervous.

Maybe Cove would feel better about accepting it another time when they got to know each other better. They were neighbors now after all.

“Okay,” Jamie said as she gave Cove a reassuring smile to show that she wasn’t upset that he refused her gift. “Wanna hear how I found it?”

Cove shyly smiled back at Jamie, grateful for the subject change and that he hadn’t hurt her feelings. “Uh huh.”

With that, Jamie launched into another colorful story, and the awkward moment was quickly forgotten.

The pair had been able to look through a couple more items in the collection before the doorbell finally rang. They both jumped at the sudden loud sound and turned to the front door at the same time.

Cove frowned a little before looking at Jamie. “Lizzie’s friend?”

Jamie nodded. Only people who knew where to look could find the doorbell, which included Shiloh.

The frown on Cove’s face grew into an uncomfortable grimace. Though he got to his feet after Jamie did, it was with great reluctance as he stared at the door in a mixture of trepidation and resentment.

Jamie looked from the door to Cove. Although she knew she should answer it and let Shiloh in, she was reluctant to do so after seeing his clear distress at the idea. Cove didn’t hide his emotions very well, which made him very easy for her to read. However, before she could ask if he was going to be okay, he spoke up first.

“This isn’t a good idea,” Cove said as he shifted uneasily from one foot to the other.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be okay,” Jamie said, trying her best to sound comforting. “All you gotta do is say hi. Besides, there’s nowhere to go. He’s at our only door, and if you go upstairs, he’ll find you.”

Despite the reassurance and reasonable argument, Cove was already looking around, his eyes wide and searching for some sort of exit strategy. Finally, he locked his gaze to the back of the house and the large windows looking out to the hills he hid in last night. “I can go out the window.”

Cove didn’t wait to hear Jamie’s opinion on the matter, already moving quickly towards the window.

Panic shot through Jamie at the idea of Cove climbing out the window. What if he fell and broke his other arm? Her mind raced for a way to stop him as she ran after him. “Wait! You don’t have to do that!”

Jamie managed to get in front of Cove, holding up her arms both in an appeasing gesture and to block his way. “Shiloh’s not scary, really! Every single bunny rabbit is scarier than Shiloh.”

Cove frowned, but he didn’t try to get around Jamie. That was something at least, she decided. “But I don’t want to see him,” he said stubbornly. “I don’t know him.”

Jamie gave Cove a sympathetic smile. “I know you’re worried, but you’re not gonna have to meet him by yourself,” she said softly. “If you have a hard time with him, I’ll tell him to leave. Is that okay?”

Cove considered the offer seriously as he looked into Jamie’s blue eyes. Even though they hadn’t even known each other for a full day yet, somehow he found comfort in having her support. Finally, he nodded, his shoulders slumping a bit as he gave in. “Okay.”

That was when Shiloh poked his head into the house, holding open the front door. His big, curious gray eyes quickly locked on the other two children. He focused on Jamie first, who stared back at him.

Jamie managed to return the cheerful smile Shiloh sent her way with a small one of her own, but she couldn’t help but worry about how he was feeling. She had no idea when he opened the door, or how much of the conversation he heard. He didn’t look upset, or any different than he usually did really, but it was hard for her to believe that he hadn’t overheard at least part of what they were talking about.

“Hi, Jamie!” Shiloh said with his typical cheer, which only faltered with a touch of uncertainty as his gaze shifted to Cove. “And hi, uh, Cove?”

Cove didn’t turn around right away, his uneasy gaze lingering on Jamie until she looked back at him and gave him a reassuring smile. Slumping his shoulders a bit and letting out a sound of acknowledgement, he forced himself to face the kid his dad wanted him to make friends with. “Hi.”

Just like that, Shiloh’s smile was back to its normal level of pleasantness. “I’m Shiloh! It’s nice to meet you.”

“Yeah,” Cove said with nowhere near the level of affability of Shiloh. He couldn’t exactly return the sentiment, since that would be lying.

Since there was no escaping this encounter, Cove took a moment to take a good look at the other boy. Shiloh was noticeably shorter than him, with fluffy brown hair hidden under a very large blue hat that matched his striped shirt and overalls. For some reason, Shiloh was blushing, though Cove couldn’t see why. Still, it wasn’t as interesting as the fact that Shiloh’s peachy skin was covered from head to toe in more freckles than Cove had ever seen on anyone before.

“You have a lot of freckles,” Cove said once he finished his assessment.

Shiloh didn’t seem to know what to make of that observation for a moment, but he nodded all the same. “Uh, right. I do,” he said. He didn’t give Cove a chance to make another remark before he moved the topic along. “What are you guys doing?”

“We’re looking at shells,” Cove said as his gaze drifted back to Jamie’s treasure box.

“Awesome,” Shiloh said in what Jamie knew to be the usual Shiloh fashion. “Can I do it too?”

Cove could only offer a shrug. It wasn’t his collection to show, and he couldn’t say he cared either way if Shiloh was interested.

“Sure,” Jamie said happily. She wasn’t about to complain about the interest in her treasures, even if she had a feeling Shiloh would probably get bored of it soon. “We can look at them some more in my room.”

As soon as the three children returned to Jamie’s bedroom and the box was opened back up, Cove had already spotted another shell that caught his eye. “What about that one…?”

Jamie was only all too eager to dive back into another amusing story of her adventures hunting for treasures as she showed off her collection. As far as she was concerned, the plan for the afternoon was to look at all her treasures. She wasn’t particularly in the mood to do something else, especially not when Cove seemed to be having just as much fun as she was.

It was great to see Cove genuinely enjoying himself despite how unhappy the move made him, and Shiloh… well, he was smiling and expressing himself in typical Shiloh fashion, so that meant he was having fun too, right? At least Jamie hoped he was. She could never really tell with Shiloh.

“What’s that one?” Shiloh asked.

Jamie followed Shiloh’s pointing finger to her prized conch. It must not have gotten wrapped back up in its protective tissues properly, and its glittery surface easily drew attention when the sunlight hit it. Still, she wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to show it off, and she delicately removed the shell from the tissue before holding it up to the light so it could be seen better. “This one’s my favorite. I found it last year on a family picnic.”

“Cool,” Shiloh said. “I think that’s my favorite too.”

The exchange rubbed Cove the wrong way for some reason. He watched Jamie as she beamed at the praise, and he wondered if she would offer the shell to Shiloh like she did for him earlier. He didn’t like the idea, but he knew he couldn’t say anything to stop her if she decided to give the shell away to someone else.

“Thanks!” Jamie said before retelling the story of its discovery.

To Cove’s surprise, when Jamie was done talking, she carefully re-wrapped the conch before setting it back down in the box.

“Check this out,” Jamie said as she picked up a red and bubbly piece of sea glass. “It looks like a heart, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah, it does,” Shiloh said. “That’s neat.”

Cove stared at Jamie as she launched into yet another story. It was interesting, like all the others she told, but he couldn’t help but be distracted by his confusion. When he said the conch was his favorite shell, she didn’t hesitate to try to give it to him. When Shiloh said the exact same thing, it was like the thought of giving the shell away never crossed her mind.

It was strange. Cove didn’t see why Jamie would try to give the shell to him and not Shiloh; she knew Shiloh a lot longer than him after all.

Still, Cove wasn’t about to complain, no matter how weird and fluttery he felt about it.

#Our Life Beginnings & Always #Our Life #ourlifeba #Cove Holden #Jamie Last #Shiloh Fields #XOXO Droplets #Jamie Leimomi #My Writing

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jeremywasriven · 6 months

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me looking through my own posts to imitate the feeling of xoxo droplets having an active fandom

#our life is dying?? our life is dying????#my brethren have been lost in the war #xoxo droplets is dust #WHERE IS EVERYONE #you get a new fanart every 3 months and maybe a fanfic #every now and then a random artist decides to reveal they played the games #and then they never talk abt it again #so you cant follow them in hopes of more becuz theyre gonna post their bigger fandom stuff #i also really wanna play our life i still havent #im thinkin abt it hard #it costs MONEYYY

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werkwerkelizaaa · 3 years

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I took this post of mine

, and ran with it. Behold.

https://href.li/?https://archiveofourown.org/works/30491958/chapters/75194394

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gb-patch · 3 years

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hey~ not sure if you answered this before but may i use our life and xoxo droplets for fanfics? our life really has been a comfort to me these last few months when my depression has been at the worst.

Yeah! You certainly can make fanwork of our games. I'm happy it was able to lift your spirits a little.

#our life: beginnings & always #our life #xoxo droplets #ask #gb patch games #gb patch

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flowover96 · 3 years

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How you met with more Haikyuu characters:

SFW || Fluff || Haikyuu x reader various

Characters included: Kiyoko Yachi -Requests are always welcome-

-This will be my last “how you met” oneshot seeing as I will make more different x reader scenarios-

Hitoka Yachi:

“OMG IS THAT (L/N)??” someone asked, walking out of the gym while you were in your volleyball uniform.

People surrounded you as if you were a celebrity, people made space for you as you walked, everyone breathing out “Oohs” and “Aahs” every time you made a simple move

“YES THAT”S HER, SHE’S SUCH AN AWESOME VOLLEYBALL PLAYER” A girl said dreamily.

“She’s so hot too, by the way” several boys said while you were going to the bathroom to change your clothes.

A small blonde haired girl watches you get out of the restroom with regular school uniform clothes, you made irritated glances at people who tried to walk inside the restroom you walked in and then they made their cue to leave. “Excuse me” the small blonde haired girl said, running up to you. “Are you (L/N?)” “Yes” you said. Who are y-” “HELLO, I AM HITOKA YACHI FROM A MANAGER FROM THE BOY’S VOLLEYBALL TEAM CAN YOU PLEASE PLEASE ANSWER MY QUESTIONS I’M REALLY CURIOUS AND INTERESTED” she blurted out.

“Hmm.. interested in what?” you asked, tilting your head.

“In how you’ve done it all, you were an awesome volleyball player, almost everyone in the school knows you, you can pass and serve and spike so dang well everyone talks about it often and you always win the girl’s volleyball team for Karasuno, please tell me how you done it” She said, so fast, but not that fast enough for you to not catch whatever she’s saying.

you think her curiosity, interest and her little jumpy attitude is adorable you laughed and patted her head.

“I practice, Yachi-san, you have to practice really hard enough if you want to reach your goal, I practice at home about 1-3 hours a day. and seeing that I have a really strict coach that helps as well” you said carefully and gently.

“Wow” Yachi said, her eyes going bigger with amazement, you think it’s adorable and giggled.

“(L/N), please call me Hitoka next time, seeing as we’re friends now” she said, joyfully.

“Aww oki!” you said, patting her head. “You can call me (Y/N) too, if that’s so” you said, she smiled at you and skipped off.

“See you next time (Y/N)-chan-sensei!” Hitoka called out, waving at you cheerfully and smiling, you gave a little giggle. “See you next time, Hitoka!” You called back cheerfully and waved.

Kiyoko Shimizu:

“Oh, crap” you said, you were late for school and then it started to rain. “MOM, I’M GOING TO SCHOOL NOW” you called from downstairs.

“Okay sweetie, good luck” You’re mom called from upstairs “Remember your classroom assigned to you, okay? 3rd year class 2!”

“Yes mom!” you called again from downstairs.

You suddenly started to ran outside your house, running as fast as you can once it started to rain.

luckily enough the rain wasn’t heavy, but either way you still haven’t bought an umbrella, small droplets of rain started to glisten the pavement and your ankle gets splashed each time you run.

“Shoot, no please no” you breathed out,

You’re already at the front of the Karasuno building, you checked your watch and you’re only five minutes late.

“Okay, I’m sort of lucky if I’m not that late then..” you said to yourself.

You’re mildly wet and you got your hairdo a little ruined, but none of those was a big deal to you, except being five minutes late to your first day of school is..

You went into your classroom assigned to you

“What did my mom say again?” you asked yourself, walking down the hallway, “Oh right, 3rd year class 2..”

You spotted for the classroom with the same labelled plate number and you knocked first before entering.

“Ms. (L/N), you’re VERY late, luckily we’re just about to introduce ourselves, you do it first since you’re late” Your teacher says.

“Yes Ma’am” you said, going to the front of the classroom.

“Hello everyone, I’m (Y/N)(L/N) and I’m a human with two eyes and two legs, obviously. also I hope we can be friends and stuff I guess..” You said, introducing yourself.

“Ms. (L/N), sit at the empty chair beside Ms. Shimizu by the window if you please, the pretty girl with black hair” your teacher says, pointing at her.

the black haired girl started having tinted pink cheeks as you were walking towards her and sitting at your chair.

She put her hair behind her ear, looked at you for a bit and smiled. “Ms. Shimizu, you’re next on the list, please introduce yourself” Your teacher said, pointing at her again.

The black haired girl pushed her glasses to her nose and cleared her throat.

“Hello everyone, I’m Kiyoko Shimizu, only my friends call me that and I hope we can be friends” she said timidly.

“That’s nice Ms. Shimizu, you can go back to your seat now” your teacher said, pointing at her chair beside you.

she went back to her chair and shyly sat down.

“Kiyoko, huh?” you said in a low voice only the both of you can hear.

“Yes” Kiyoko, the black haired girl said, smiling at you.

you smiled back, both of you smiled and then looked away shyly from each other for a little while.

“(Y/N), mind if I call you that?” Kiyoko asked politely.

“Not at all, Ms. Shimizu” you said, copying your teacher’s voice.

both of you laughed at your little joke and then start blushing.

You made a new friend at your first day of school

or, is it just friends..?

@flowover96 , do not repost my work or steal

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zhao-tianyou · 8 months

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edit: 9/7/2023

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