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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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would anyone b interested in a smau series or like,, fake texts? idk,, i wanna ✨produce✨ something but like I don’t have the brain power for a full length fic 😭😭

#|| notes from blue <3 #i have a smau that’s unpublished #idk where it’s going

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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WELCOME TO NEKOMA.. !!

“ connect ”

kenma kozume

when they think of you summary; what they think about when they think of you

updated august 07 2021

#haikyu x reader #haikyu!!#haikyu x y/n #haikyu x you #gender neutral reader #gn!reader #nekoma #nekoma x reader #haikyu x manager!reader #nekoma x manager!reader #kuroo tetsuro #kenma kozume #lev haiba #yaku morisuke #kuroo x reader #kenma x reader #lev x reader #yaku x reader

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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WELCOME TO FUKURODANI.. !!

“ one ball heart and soul ”

akaashi keiji

when they think of you summary; what they think about when they think of you

updated august 07 2021

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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> what they think of when they think of you

pairings; akaashi keiji, kiyoko shimizu, kenma kozume, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, miya atsumu summary; thoughts + feelings that cross their mind along with the thought of you

when AKAASHI thinks of you he thinks of the cafe you work in, and how you always smell like ground coffee beans. he recalls all the times in your relationship where you have made him feel loved and in turn his love for you grew exponentially. he thinks about the quiet moments with you, the ones where you smile at him so wholeheartedly it makes him lovestruck. every moment he thinks of you he is captivated.

KIYOKO thinks of you especially on rainy days. the rain reminds her of you. it reminds her of your familiarity; like the rain falling back to the earth, your affections to her are predetermined and constant. she thinks about when you hold her, you feel warm. you make her feel warm. your thaw her aloofness with your care. she loves you.

when work becomes stifling and people keep asking things of him KENMA thinks of home. he thinks of you. the smaller details about you always come to him quicker; you press your fingertips against your wrist when you get nervous, you untangle his cords for him even though he’s never asked you to, you over-anounciate the letter ‘k’. you’re his familiarity when nothing else seems to make sense.

IWAIZUMI isn’t outwardly forthcoming with every thought that crosses his mind. he knows that sometimes he can come across as brash or stubborn. but he thinks about you often- when he’s not with you, you’re somewhere in his thoughts. the way your smile appears across your face, slowly in the early mornings and deepest when you see him after a long day. he wants to be one of the reasons you smile for the rest of your lives.

he isn’t all he outwardly appears. MATSUKAWA knows his role in most people’s lives; easygoing, a support pillar. when he thinks of you, he thinks of the ways you support him. he thinks of your patient hands, the ones that smooth along his skin when he needs silence. he thinks of your eyes that convey everything you need him to know. he knows your love is not a reward for loving you unconditionally; it is unconditional in return.

his thoughts never remain in one place, they’re always moving- analysing each new thing in his environment, haphazardly stored away before moving on to something else inconsequential. ATSUMU knows however, that his mind will never stop unpacking new thoughts about you. you. you. he thinks about the next time he’ll see you again, that you’ll know as sure as how the sun sets over the horizon every day, he thinks about you all the time. you always know.

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um- so it’s been like, months at this point. haha- whoops, i really didn’t mean to do that :’) however ! after all is said and done, some feedback would b appreciated in whatever way<3

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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PLEASE DO NOT THINK FOR EVEN A SECOND THAT YOUR VOICE WILL NOT HAVE AN IMPACT THIS IS LITERALLY THE BARE MINIMUM

I'm sorry for putting this in the BLM and stop Asian hate tag but in the last few days posts tagged with "Palestine" have not been showing up.

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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might have something in the works, n m planning it out big time- you’ll work out what it is within the next week, i hope you’ll like it <3333

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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WELCOME TO SEIJOH.. !!

“ rule the court ”

iwaizumi hajime

paper towns summary; paper can be folded and creased to a hearts content. but it can tear, just like everything else.

oikawa toru

how he prefers to show physical affection summary; a short headcannon/scenario on his he chooses to show his affection.

matsukawa issei

friendship is fragile summary; just friends don’t look friends the way you look at him, and just friends don’t smile at you the way he smiles at you.

updated may 04 2021

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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> friendship is fragile wc; 1.4 k pairing; matsukawa x gn!reader summary; just friends don’t look friends the way you look at him, and just friends don’t smile at you the way he smiles at you.

Whenever you hear someone say Monday, your thoughts always allude to something dreary. Whether it be the double period of mathematics, lack of coffee in the vending machine that only seems to occur on Mondays, or weekly morning assemblies that always went on for far too long.

This Monday in particular, felt extra long. This Monday, aside from all its usual regularities, also brought with it the rain. Cold, icy, fat rain droplets that made water pool along walkways and specks of muddied rainwater to coat your legs.

The only upside was that Mattsun had no practice today; and it was tradition to walk home together on Mondays after school.

But, you suppose, today isn’t exactly ideal conditions for walking. This was only further emphasised by the fact not only had you left your umbrella in your last period class, a double period of mathematics, which you had been very eager to leave, thank you very much; but, the classroom was now locked.

Maybe Mondays hate me as much as I hate them.

Sprinting home was the only option either of you could think of at the time; maybe the two of you should have thought some more.

Upon reaching your house you were able to think of three universal truths at the exact same time. First, come hell or high water, Mondays sucked. Second, your school uniform was uncomfortable and almost itchy when wet. Third, Mattsun loved the rain and you thought he was crazy to be smiling to himself like he was because of it.

You were more than happy to collapse into a wet heap once the front door to your house was wrenched open, but you knew Mattsun take that opportunity to tease you, something he did often enough already.

Faintly, as you peel back hair stuck to your skin, you’re aware of the front door closing and the wet sounds of Mattsun shuffling around somewhere near you.

For a moment there is quiet. You take this moment to observe him, observe that he doesn’t seem to be shivering at all and that his cheeks are flushed and water droplets make his hair look shaggy.

The quiet is interrupted by telltale laughter and the sound of his hair flopping about his head as he leans forwards, water droplets hitting you in the face and neck, your hands flopping forwards in attempts to stop him as he dances away from your reach.

Stupid volleyball player and his stupid laugh.

He’s smiling from ear to ear, no longer smirking and looking rather proud of himself. He always smiles at you after something like this, unadulteratedly happy with the dimple in his left cheek on proud display.

You roll your eyes and turn to walk further into the house, throwing an offering of grabbing some towels from your bathroom over your shoulder and listening as he follows, but like always you linger on his smile. You like his smile.

His hair frizzes with friction from the towelling you give it, occasionally sharing his softened grin. It’s only after you’re both dryer than previous, no longer drenched in the torrents of water that had fallen from the sky, that you settle into your usual routine with him.

The music playing from his phone which you’d commandeered, and the sounds of him rustling through your pantry for food, brings a comfortable silence and familiarity which you allow yourself to bask in.

I swear he never stops thinking about food.

You think you like this sense of familiarity you’ve cultivated with him. You like that, as your eyes drag from his left shoulder to his right, you know he feels it too. You know that he is a great friend- important person, in your life.

You change the song to something more mellow, that you tap your fingers to against your thigh, sat on your kitchen counter and waiting for him to find what he’d been searching for.

When he turns he’s got- of course he’s got those. The last packet of them too. damn him. He is impervious to your thoughts as his steps echo through the room in contrast to the melody of the song, blasting from the speakers of his phone.

He’s close to your side. You know this, because Mattsun is always close to your side. You know this because he is warm, despite how cool it is outside. You’re made incredibly aware of his closeness when an elbow jabs into the flesh of your ribs. He looks smug.

Exactly like he wanted, he’s got you to look at him, why wouldn’t he be smug? Then he’s smiling. Smiling again. Smiling at you. Smiling at how unaware you are, that his eyes are soft and his smile is softer still.

You notice his arm moving at his side a moment or two before his hand encroaches your vision, before a muted sharpness accompanies the flick of his fingers against your forehead, “Dummy. I can’t believe you forgot the umbrellas.”

At your unamused huff, the tips of his fingers linger as they smooth over the skin he’d flicked, before they gently trail to your temple, to your cheekbone; before his hand falls back limp to the counter at his side.

Blinking momentarily at the movement of his hand, your eyes linger over his face as your ears chase the softness of his voice whilst your cheeks fight against the fluster you’re in, “And whose idea was it, to give me their umbrella as well?”

His head angles towards yours, chin tucked towards his chest and expression vaguely resembling a lazy cat as his mouth quirks back into a smirk, “Makki, obviously.”

You allow him this and snort to yourself, leaning a short distance to the side to lean into him. You aren’t sure when his arm winds around your shoulder to rest against your side, and you aren’t sure when you start feeding him pieces of food from the packet he’d grabbed from the cupboard. But things are peaceful again. The quiet is welcome. It is easy- just like existing with Matsukawa is as easy as breathing.

You are aware when his arm tightens around you however, because his head is angled towards you and the music playing from his phone fills the silence.

You aren’t aware of his expression, though. You don’t know that his face is relaxed, that his mouth is parted and dry. You have no clue that he is hyper aware of you, and you definitely don’t know about the butterflies in his stomach.

But, he hopes you feel just as lovesick about him as he does about you.

“Issei, thank you- for making sure I ate earlier. You always make sure I’m taking care of myself.”

Again, you don’t see his smile. You don’t see how much he’s letting himself slip in this moment, how close he is to turning the tables on the friendship that is already so fragile. But, he doesn’t see the way you look at him either, eyes staring like he’d ripped the stars from the sky and had lay them in your hands.

The silence lasts what is only moments. It lasts until his hands frame your face and press lightly into the fat of your cheeks, tilting your head to the right as his hands give a light squeeze to your face, “I like making sure you’re okay. Seeing your happy face.”

Is he saying what I think he’s saying?

You look down as his hands, again, drop to the counter at your side and butterflies swarm and stampede their wings in your chest cavity. You feel unnaturally warm. Your palms feel clammy, you’re positive your knees would be weak if you were standing, and your arms feel like lead.

This is it. He thinks he knows how to approach the fragility of this friendship. How to navigate the shards of it, because he’s about to metaphorically shatter it, catch the shards and hopefully build something new with you.

You wonder suddenly, so suddenly that you stop breathing for a few beats, if he’s always smiled at you like that. If the way you looked at him was obvious to him like it seemed to you.

I like your happy face too.

He opens his mouth to speak, but instead takes note of the food packaging still in your hands. He clears his throat, “Gotta tell you something, after you finish feeding me these.”

The way you look at him, tells him every he needs to know. And the way he smiles back at you, assures you in that moment that you will like this next conversation. Very much.

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not sure abt this one & the charactisation but whatevs, this is the longest yet + wrote becos ive had matsukawa brainrot, this is self indulgent n pretty fluffy to celebrate completing a v important exam today :p ++ if you liked makes a lil request or just send a chat <3

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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WELCOME TO INARIZAKI.. !!

“ who needs memories ”

miya atsumu

when they think about you summary; what they think of when you cross their mind

updated august 07 2021

#haikyu!!#haikyu x reader #haikyu x y/n #haikyu x you #inarizaki #inarizaki x manager #inarizaki x reader #kita shinsuke #kita shinsuke x reader #aran ojiro #aran ojiro x reader #suna rintaro #suna rintaro x reader #miya osamu #miya osamu x reader #miya atsumu #miya atsumu x reader

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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i want to be wooed....seduced.....romanced.......absolutely railed.......

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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hey i made a quiz that’ll tell u which hq boy hates u

#nO I GOT MATSUKAWA #whY yOu nO lOvE mE #suck my pp i am a dELIGHT-#:’)#quiz

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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Hi blue! Thanks for liking and reblogging my work ❤️

omg nikki 🥺 hello ! it’s no problem,, i am LITERALLY so in love with anything you write <3333

#| blue’s asks 🦋

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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> preferred methods of physical affection. pairings; oikawa, hinata, asahi, tanaka summary; preferred methods of physical affection that they prefer to give

OIKAWA prefers to show his physical affection towards you, his s/o, by casual touches. Everyday actions that some people may overlook. A hand steadied against your waist as he shuffles past you, his arm bumping against yours as you walk side by side, hands running up and down your arms on a cold day to warm you up. But, he also enjoys more flamboyant gestures too- like flopping his weight against your at lunch if he feels that you’re not paying attention to him.

HINATA likes giving his partner physical affection anytime. But he has a preference for resting his head on their shoulder, or their neck. The type to have a handshake with his partner, one that no one can ever work out except the two of you. Hinata’s physical affections are pure and warm, and come from a place that only wishes care upon his partner. Hinata also likes to wrap his arms tight around you if you hug him- good luck letting go.

ASAHI is someone that loves quietly, but surely and this comes out in how he shows his physical affection towards his s/o. He will often be found neatening your hair, or the collar of your shirt, or allowing himself a moment to rest his cheek against the top of your head. In more private moments however, he likes running his hands up and down your back, just to feel present and there in the moment with you.

TANAKA is loud, proud and will never be one to be ashamed with how he feels. He prefers to show his love through everything he does with you. Even actions as simple as holding hands, his thumb is rubbing circles into the back of your palm and you can be assured you’re walking close to him. He’s incredibly protective over you- so if you’re walking along the sidewalk, he’ll walk on the side closest to the road. He always has his hands on you in some way- on your knee, on your shoulder, tapping against your back.

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Look it’s mE again hehe :D but !! i might add future parts if that’s what people want, lemme know anyway !! send reqs if you want, i’m always up to chat 😌 ++ likes and reblogs are very welcome :p

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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WELCOME TO SHIRATORIZAWA.. !!

“ irresistible force ”

updated april 20 2021

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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WELCOME TO KARASUNO.. !!

“ fly ”

hinata shoyo

how he prefers to show physical affection summary; a short headcannon/scenario on his he chooses to show his affection.

tanaka ryūnosuke

how he prefers to show physical affection summary; a short headcannon/scenario on his he chooses to show his affection.

asahi azumane

how he prefers to show physical affection summary; a short headcannon/scenario on his he chooses to show his affection.

kiyoko shimizu

when they think about you summary; what they think of when you cross their mind

updated august 07 2021

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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HAIKYU MASTERLIST.. !!

> SEIJOH.. !! > KARASUNO.. !! > INARIZAKI.. !! > NEKOMA.. !! > FUKURODANI.. !! > SHIRATORIZAWA.. !!

updated ausgust 07 2021

#haikyu!!#haikyu x reader

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bluebirdwrites · 3 years

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WELCOME TO SEIJOH.. !!

“ rule the court ”

iwaizumi hajime

paper towns summary; paper can be folded and creased to a hearts content. but it can tear, just like everything else.

when they think about you summary; what they think of when you cross their mind

oikawa toru

how he prefers to show physical affection summary; a short headcannon/scenario on his he chooses to show his affection.

matsukawa issei

friendship is fragile summary; just friends don’t look friends the way you look at him, and just friends don’t smile at you the way he smiles at you.

when they think about you summary; what they think of when you cross their mind

updated august 07 2021

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