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keilemlucent · 4 years

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ao3

eraserhead | aizawa shouta x reader

word count: ~2k

anon asked: You could write something with Aizawa about how the reader might have just had their first kid or gained a lol weight/ their body has changed a lil and Aizawa just can’t get enough of it/ can’t keep his hands off you anymore??? 👀

oh say LESS (this was one of my baby warm up pieces, so unbeta’ed. enjoy!)

warnings: chubby reader, just smut, just nice cute p*rn

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Wintertime was somewhat miserable, that was a given. Snow and cold would roll in, making the outside somewhat unbearable for any length of time. It was far easier to cozy up inside, especially when it was with you.

Shouta had called off patrol, having gotten injured enough the night prior for it to be warranted.

(You also bribed/nagged him with a new, warm recipe in exchange for self-care and an evening in, but that’s beside the point).

He’d spent most of his day off napping, lying on the couch half asleep. You hardly minded, working away in the kitchen and whispering idly to the cats. You both knew he needed the rest.

It was later on, in one of his more wakeful moments, that Shouta noticed something.

You had gotten... thicker.

It was probably your more sedentary tendencies during winter, and the fact that you had been cooking more, but it was undeniable that you had gained a bit of weight.

Shouta watched you from the couch, feigning sleepiness so he could drink in his new discovery.

You were only wearing one of his big t-shirts, soft with use, and a cute pair of panties from an older lingerie set, colored a cute baby pink. With so little on, it was easy to see the new roundness of your middle. Shouta felt his dick twitch at the thought of leaving the plushness of your inner thighs painted red and purple by his mouth. He just loved the way your skin bruised so well for him.

Fuck.

You stretched up to a cupboard, a high one. Your shirt slid up as well, showing more of your winter weight and God, Shouta was losing it. How had he not noticed?

The meat of your hips was thicker, love handles more prominent, maybe carrying a few extra stretch marks. Shouta swore he could see the extra chub of your stomach.

All he wanted was to worship your new flesh and skin while buried in your cunt.

The thought made his cock leak.

He was up in an instant, sliding behind you as you moved down from the cupboard.

You jumped a little when you felt his hands sliding over your hips through your shirt.

Turning, you flashed him a cheeky grin, “How are you doing, sleepy?”

“Very good,” Shouta practically purred, squeezing you. “Need any help?”

You leaned back into him, tilting your head to press a nip and a kiss into his jaw, “I’m alright. Food should be ready pretty soon.”

Shouta very much wanted a different sort of meal than the one you were so diligently preparing. He had other appetites to sate.

“How long?” He pressed a kiss to the shell of your ear, relishing the way your body fell back into him.

“Mmmmmm,” You hummed, looking back at the oven. “Maybe half an hour. Why?”

Shouta was already lifting your shirt to get to your squishier bits.

His hands went to cup your ass, making him damn near moan at the feeling of his fingers sinking into the warmth of your skin.

Had you always been this soft? It was winter, your skin should’ve been far drier. Then again, Shouta had been busy lately. Perhaps he hadn’t been tending to you and your body like he should’ve been, making it all the easier for your incredibly cute weight gain to pass him by.

He doesn’t waste any time, hauling you up by your ass, forcing your legs to wrap his waist. You let out a shocked gasp, hands going to clasp behind Shouta’s neck to keep some semblance of balance. It’s not like Shouta would ever let you fall, but the sensation of suddenly getting dumped onto the kitchen island was a bit jarring.

“S-Shouta?” You asked as he gently pushed you down onto the icy granite of the countertop.

God, his dick twitched at the slight tremor in your voice. Your shoulders hit the countertop as he licked a stripe up the fragile skin of your neck. Your hands were wound into the back of his shirt, legs trembling around his waist.

His hands were all over you.

Your shirt was pushed up to your neck, the cold air biting at you just as much as Shouta was. His worn hands couldn’t stop finding new places to touch. They sought out and claimed every bit of new flesh they could, squeezing and leaving crescent imprints.

The way he already sunk into your body made him melt. You were all warm sounds and keening moans that certainly hardened his cock just the same.

His hands skirted over your tummy, feeling the extra fat and squishing it between his fingers. Shouta was surprised as stuttering, low whine came from your mouth.

Oh.

Your head turned bashfully to the side bottom lip caught in teeth while you absolutely trembled.

Shouta ran a hand over your curves once more, taking careful note of how your eyes squeezed shut and your thighs clenched around his waist.

You were very into this too, weren’t you?

Shouta gave a low chuckle, leaning to lick and kiss up to your tummy and chest, hands all too happy to keep up with your mutual desires. Dinner be damned, snow outside forgotten; you were to be fucked well and proper.

“W-what brought this on?” You managed to ask, breath hitches as Shouta slides his hand over your sex.

He toyed with the elastic at the seam of your panties, humming, “Just noticed how cute you are.”

You rolled your eyes at that, half-snorting and tangling a hand in Shouta’s dark hair, “I think you notice that most of the time. Why jump me during dinner?”

Shouta hummed to himself for a minute, thumb rubbing over your clothed clit. You shook against him, head falling so prettily against the island beneath you.

“I just really love all of you,” Shouta’s voice came out husky and low as he left a sharp bite on your collar bone. “Just realized there’s a little more to love, hm?”

That made a blush of pure crimson dance over your cheekbones as you turned your head from him. Just bashful enough to be cute, and still very into things if the pressure of your thighs on his waist was any estimate.

Your attention was quickly brought back to him as he pulled your panties to the side to slip two thick fingers into your sex.

“Fuck, Shouta!” You cried out, back arching as his fingers curled.

His free hand took to massaging any part of you that it could. Your nipples were rubbed raw by toughened thumbs and your love handles would certainly be bruised the next day.

His fingers pumped slowly in and out of your cunt, stretching and spreading you just enough to be ready for his cock. Shouta truly wanted nothing more than to be buried within the plushness of your thighs and pussy, but he wasn’t about to prepare you half-assedly.

You melted over the counter for him, breath coming out in cute puffs and gasps. Shouta lavished you with kisses to your tummy and thighs, drowning in every part of you.

He withdrew his fingers with a pop, sucking them clean. You whined so sweetly for him, starting to sit up, eyeing his obvious bulge with hungry eyes.

“Not today, kitten,” Shouta purred, rolling your shoulders back into the island. “Maybe later if you want a snack, hm?”

The high, sweet noise that came strangled from your lips made him fuckingmelt.

Shouta didn’t even bother fully taking off his sweats. He just pulled the fabric down enough for his fully hardened cock to pop up.

You visibly gulped.

“I’d love to give you a taste,” Shouta licked his lips at the thought of your pretty mouth stretched around his cock. “But, you do have dinner in the oven, hm?”

You could only frown for a moment before Shouta hiked your legs over his shoulder. Your feet hooked behind his head, trying to drag him closer to you.

You whined, slicked lips parted, “ P-please, Shou’ ”

“Hmmm?” Shouta hummed, pressing a stray kiss to the underside of your breast. Your legs were pressed against your heaving chest as you shook (already) for him. “Want my cock, kitten?”

You nodded quickly for him, shifting your hips with impatience. You normally were more well behaved than this, but Shouta decided to indulge you this once. You were certainly indulging him, letting him throw you up over the countertop while in the middle of cooking.

Shouta was sure you'd complain a little bit about whatever slick and sweat was left on the countertop. He was also sure that you’d have no qualms with licking it up yourself if he gave the incentive of getting his cock down your throat.

But, that was for later.

Shouta teased along your folds, laying a hand flat on your pudgy stomach. He eased in slowly, letting out his own shaking cursed as he felt you physically fill up for him through your tummy.

“ Fuck,” It was all he could push out as you clenched down around him, pulling him closer.

You pulled him into a sweet kiss, one hand loosely cupping his jaw as he slowly pulled back.

He left hand-shaped bruises on your hips as he squeezed down your rounded hips, eyes rolling back in his head as he thrust quickly and harshly back into you.

You let out your own lovely, keening stream of sounds as he began to pound into you.

It was almost overwhelming to Shouta, how much of you he wanted to feel and hold of you at the same time. One of his hands stayed constantly clutching at one of your love handles, while the other greedily felt up the rest of you.

He gave soft encouragement to you, pouring like sweet cream from his lips; all loving remarks and sentiments about your body, the way it looked, and felt against his own.

Sweat dripped down the bridge of his nose as your slick dribbled (as prophesized) onto the countertop below. Your back arched so well for him as his thumb drifted over your clit a few times.

“Do you want to come, baby?” Shouta’s voice oozed over you, all low and rumbling. Your hold on his shoulders tightened as you nodded, pulling at him to press your lips together.

Shouta obliged.

You kiss him with everything you had. He could tell by the way your hands tugged in his hair, tongue licking into his mouth as you moaned and cried for him.

His torso pressed down into the meat of your own, squishing you in the counter as he fucked you without rest. His hand felt and squeezed whenever they could, drinking in every morsel of your figure. It just made his dick get harder even as he was plowing into you. He was only spurred by feeling the way your cunt fluttered and dripped for him.

The pads of his fingers circled your clit, pressing and keeping rhythm as you so beautifully came undone.

Shouta’s free hand gripped your hip as you came for him, bearing down on his cock as he stilled in tandem. He couldn’t help his own release when you just were so fucking stunning. Having you spread out for him, slick skin pressing to his own, already had him halfway from the start.

You kissed Shouta again as he fucked into you once, twice, and a third time as your shuddering sex milked his cock dry. With a soft sigh, you pulled away, eyes shiny.

You gave him a cute smile, breathlessly kissing the corner of his mouth.

Shouta did his best to help you lean forward, sitting on the countertop.

“So,” Your voice was scratchy as you beamed at him. “Dinner?”

As fate would have it, your timer went off a moment later.

Shouta could only chuckle, smothering you in kisses, unable to keep his hands off you for long.

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jesswritesthat · 4 years

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hey babe! i love your writing so much!!! so i recently watched kaguya-sama: love is war and i was wondering if you could do a headcanon of kuroo, bokuto and atsumu where their crush gets sick and they visit her and she drags them into her bed to sleep with them? you can decide how it ends. thank you so much in advance if you do end up writing this! i love you and take care of youself💞

Hello lovely! Thank you so much for this, I’ve never seen Kaguya-Sama but it sounds really cute. Also take care of yourself too and I hope these are okay! Much love 💕

Summary: Bokuto, Kuroo and Atsumu checking up on their sick crush headcanons

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Bokuto Kōtarō:

• Has felt like he's been missing something all day but couldn't quite decipher what it was until Akaashi mentions how you're off sick.

• Thats when your phone is bombarded with ‘urgent’ messages inquiring about your wellbeing to the dramatic extent of:

[ Kou: (N/N)! You haven't answered me yet, are yOu StiLl AliVe?! ]

[ (N/n): no ]

[ Kou: Aw, can I have your cool headphones then, since you won't be needing them anymore? 😁💕 ]

[ (N/n): Wow Kou, I'll haunt your dumbass at Volleyball games for that. ]

[ Kou: Even in death, your support means everything to me. ]

• Despite his nonsense he kept updated with you throughout the school day by sending memes in hopes of raising your spirits. The most peace you got was during Volleyball Club time - the Ace too invested to message you at that point.

• At the end though he calls his team for a serious discussion and they're all expecting major improvements on their gameplay ready for Nationals.

But no.

"What can I get (N/n) to make her feel better, this is crucial. I need only good ideas!"

• They all knew about his crush on you, he wasn't exactly secretive about it but you were none the wiser. Even so, Fukurōdani offered what advice they could to their friend because like him, they cared about you too.

• "Akaashi picked up your schoolwork." Bokuto says as he walks into your room, waving the papers and placing them on your side.

"And you didn't think to take notes for me?"

"Nah, I wanted to bring you good stuff."

"Fair point."

• Bokutos likely brought everything he could find once he went home and changed/showered - he's got flowers, your favourite snacks, drinks, medicine and some movies to cure your boredom. Like how much do I owe you???

He's says it's fine though, in return you have to be better by tomorrow.

That's not how it works Kou.

• You're both seated on your bed watching some shitty movie when you start getting a bit sleepy and you just want warmth.

"Can you give me a hug Kōtarō? I just need a hug, I know how weird that sounds..."

• Doesn't even think twice about it, he practically tackles you onto the covers which elicits lovely giggles from you - the potential of him getting sick too isn't even considered, he's just focused on being with you and making you feel better.

• His arms are so warm and they’re beautiful, you forgot how toned he is and you grow so comfortable in his embrace. He’s also really relaxed about it and is calm enough to ramble on normally - except when you nuzzle against him during a cold shiver. Bokuto full on freezes mid sentence, releasing a cautious breath prior to changing the subject.

• It’s obvious he’s content with you though, and surprisingly falls asleep first which makes you laugh. Kōtarō keeps a strong but delicate hold on your body and is subconsciously receptive enough to your every move. You adjusted yourself slightly which stirred him, his voice is much huskier than before due to sleep but remains concerned.

“Can’t you sleep (Y/n)? I can-“

“I’m fine, you’re keeping me warm.”

• With a nod of understanding he’s gone again and you follow shortly afterwards, the both of you unintentionally making the nap a sleepover. Which you only realise the next morning - still in his arms even if the position has changed. You take a few minutes to enjoy it.

• Miraculously doesn't get sick, his immune system must be immortal as he's brimming with energy once he gets up. His radiance is actually contagious as you feel much better in yourself too and his vibrant attitude really motivates you for the day despite being physically exhausted from beating the flu.

• "Your partner is going to be blessed if you bring them breakfast, I mean talk about amazing." You comment as he brings up a plate that he’d crafted in your kitchen, which is surprisingly decent. You suppose he must keep his body fit somehow.

"My crush will have to do for now."

"Wait I - ah, you have a crush on me?"

"Hah, didn't you know? I never tried to hide it or anything."

Kuroo Tetsurō:

• Notices your absence immediately, he's observant by nature but especially where his crush is concerned and he isn't afraid to contact you before class starts.

• "Hey (Y/n), it's Kuroo, are you running late today?"

"Hnn, I'm not gonna make it. I tried but I feel awful - Sickness: 1, (L/n): 0." Already by the grogginess in your voice he can tell you're under the weather and winces at the sound of you stifling a cough.

"Ah geez, go to bed would you? And drink plenty of water, I'll inform the teachers and everything."

"Thanks Tetsurō, I owe you one."

• Will message you at regular intervals throughout the day regarding your health with cute little reminders. You were on his mind frequently, he’s lowkey worried okay?

[ Tetsu: Drink water, and eat breakfast if you can. ]

[ (Y/n): Yeah yeah I have, go learn something. ]

[ Tetsu: Why are you replying? Shouldn't you be sleeping it off - I don't want your germs. ]

[ (Y/n): Sharing is caring. ]

[ Tetsu: Oya? It took a cold for you finally admit you care, so is it gonna take a pandemic to say you love me? 😏 ]

[ (Y/n): 🖕🏻]

• Is actually considerate enough to tell you he'll swing by after practice, and asks if you want anything from the shop so you give basics like water and tablets. Comes equipped with the extra notes he's taken from all of your shared classes and requested papers from teachers in those you don't, so you're not falling behind.

• Aside from the bare minimum you requested, he chucks your favourite snacks on your desk stating that it’s important to keep morale high too. Liar. He just wanted to do something nice for you.

• Checks your temperature despite your protests of not being a child, he only does this because it vexes you and Kuroo finds that cute. As a silent apology for teasing the Hell out of you, he’ll make you some tea and you both get lost in conversation.

• Notices you’re starting to doze off, rest you should’ve had instead of texting everyone - but ensuring everything is fine, he’s about to stealthily exit until your fingers grasp his wrist and tug him back slightly.

"Stay Tetsurō..."

"You'll likely regret that request once you wake up."

"S'ok, it's you."

• The strength you have when tugging him into bed with you catches him completely off guard and he’s actually blushing - doesn’t know what to say but knows he has to at least maintain some composure.

“So uh, never knew you wanted me this badly.”

“Ugh shut up dumbass, I can feel your rapid heartbeat from here.”

“Right...”

• Kuroo goes all shy, you’ve wrapped your arms around his waist and are comfortably leaning against his side and he absentmindedly runs his fingers soothingly up and down your arm to settle his own nerves.

• It’s peacefully silent, simply enjoying one another’s company before he hears your muffled sniffles indicating you’ve fallen asleep and a soft smile graces his lips. If you were his, then he’d definitely kiss your forehead, and lips to be honest, but the fact you aren’t leaves him with a disappointed sigh.

• You both end up taking a nap, waking up wrapped in each other’s arms and noses practically touching which startled the Captain - Kuroo literally falling off of your bed with a yelp much to your amusement. Afterwards, he departs suggesting you get more rest, get better soon and he’ll see you at school next week.

• At least that was the plan, which altered with the text exchange the following morning.

[ Kuroo: Sharing is not caring, I wanted your snacks not your sickness! ]

[ (Y/n): RIP us. 💀 ]

[ Tetsu: You owe me one remember? I've got the house to myself this weekend so would you like to suffer together? I have blankets, entertainment and food. ]

[ (Y/n): Beats sniffling alone, I'll bring the tissues and drugs. ]

• So, you went over with a trail of sneezing in your wake and ended up snuggled with Kuroo under a blanket with a variety of games gracing the TV as you skilfully passed around the tissues. Aside from being ill, spending time like this with him was perfect.

• "Sickness: 2, (L/n) and Kuroo: 0..."

"No, Kuroo: 1.”

"How so? You K.O. a sneeze or something?"

"I got to spend the day with you didn't I? That counts as a win in my book."

"Tch careful, anyone would think the Scheming Captain cares~"

"I do smartass, I care about you a lot (Y/n)..."

Miya Atsumu:

• Atsumu wasn't one to act needy in any way, the only excuse for him to contact you in regards to your absence was to do it with a remark and hope you'd elaborate.

[ Atsumu: Yo, are ya ditching me to survive English on my own? That's cold (Y/n) 😭 ]

[ (Y/n): Sorry 'Tsumu, I'm too busy dying to care rn. Have a fun missing me loser. ]

[ Atsumu: Hah you wish, you alright tho? ]

• You're good friends but he's never really expressed genuine concern about you before, not verbally anyway. You thought the final "K" after you'd told him you were gonna rest would be the end of it.

So you were beyond surprised when he rocked up to your house later that evening.

• It took everything you had not to mock him for his embarrassed stature, solely flustered by the fact you'd seen him so considerate. Admittedly you were also exhausted and probably couldn't think of a snarky reply anyway.

• "What's up? Was there homework or - ugh, or something?"

"Huh? Oh I dunno. But uh, I got 'Samu to make you some Okayu, and a Umeboshi Tea since it's good for colds and stuff."

• Totally pestered Osamu all day to help him make you something and had to do stupid favours in return but Atsumu will deny it if you ever ask.

• “I love how you don’t care what you look like when you have guests over.”

“Take your stupid backhanded compliments and shove them up your pretty litt-“ You bite back, flipping him off in the process while Atsumu remains proudly victorious.

“Nah ah, is that any way to speak to the man who brought you dinner?”

“It’s the way to speak to the man whose currently annoying me.”

“You’re welcome, this is revenge for ditching me in class gorgeous~”

• Despite how irritating he could be, Atsumu stuck around for a bit to make sure you ate everything he’d brought and taken the appropriate medication.

• “Oh yeah, I brought that movie you were talking about the other day. Figured it might pass the time a bit.”

“Thank you! I’ll give it back once I’m better - thank you so much ‘Tsumu.”

Your excitement was endearing, and he had to collect himself a bit since admiring such little quirks was out of the question - his crush was bad enough as it is.

“Wanna watch it now? I haven’t got anything to do so I can give you spoilers.”

“Sounds good - and not a word!”

• You spent the afternoon watching the film and playfully wrestling the blonde in order to shut him up whenever he made an attempt to spoil it - he would never, but provoking you was too funny.

• You settle down later on, putting on a mindless tv show for background noise before collapsing onto your bed with groan. Atsumu raising a smug brow at your exhausted state as he threw his jacket on.

• "Wanna sleep with me?" It was innocent, at least you didn’t think much of it then.

"Do I what now?" He was smirking, thankful that your panic left you oblivious to the blush crawling up his neck at the mere insinuation alone.

"Sleep wit- ohh I did not think that through! I meant sleep in my bed, next to me, to help me drift off. Maybe it's the sleepiness or medicine but I really want you Atsumu..."

"Not helping your case at all." Again he smugly responded, dropping his jacket to the floor with a sly smile.

"Stop smirking and just hug me okay? Then you can leave and tease me about this later."

• Atsumu isn't awkward about it, subduing his nerves enough to pull you into his arms as he sits up - dutifully ignoring the butterflies in his stomach due to your close proximity and the intoxicating smell of your hair.

• Atsumu becomes unintentionally soft, his fingers slowly begin to glide through your hair and he hesitates when he feels the hum of contentment you release before continuing. Your whole body just relaxes against his and he subconsciously does the same, not even realising he was this tense around you - was his body always like that in your general presence?

• As you start quietly talking about nothing and everything, he notices a weakness - you’re a lot more open when drowsy and god he wants to take advantage but knows you’ll remember the questions he asked and murder him for it when you’re able.

• Intead he attempts to protect any dignity he thinks he has left with you - jokes on him, it’s absolutely none. You guys are way past that level and he knows it.

“You better get healthy quick, not that I care but English is really borin’ on my own ya know?”

"The people you truly care about must be really lucky to have you 'Tsumu..." The mumble is enough to make him roll his eyes, but he waits until you’re asleep to reply.

"Yeah... you are..."

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forever-rogue · 4 years

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THIS THE DUMBEST MF REQUEST U EVER HEARD BUT IM ON MY PERIOD AND I HAVE TO TAKE MEDS BC CHRONIC CRAMPS ANS ITS GIT SO MUCH MF CAFFIENE AND IM FUCKING TRIPPING RN AND FOR SOME DUMBASS REASON I NEED DIN X READER WHERE READER TAKES MEDS AND GOES BATSHIT CRAZY LITERALLY IM SHAKING SO MUCH WOEOWOW SORRY THIS IS ACTUALLY SOME TH IFN IM ASKING FOR YOURE GRET!!

Hi friend, I hope you’re okay now and feeling better! Din blurb? Din blurb. Enjoy! Thank you @rosetophighlander for providing some much needed inspo!

Mandalorian Masterlist

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When it came to your least favorite time of the month, you were normally able to handle it...for the most part. It’d been a routine that you’d been going through for what seemed like eons, but some months were worse than others. This was one of those times; not just one of those times, but also the first time you’d had this much pain around your Mandalorian companion.

The morning had gone fairly well, you’d made sure to stay hydrated and eaten a decent breakfast, along with your small green friend, but why the time the afternoon started, your insides were in utter turmoil. You thought you were doing a fairly good job of keeping a neutral face and hiding it. Until...

“What’s wrong?” Din’s gaze was trained on as you sat in the co-pilot’s seat, hand on your stomach and a contorted look on your face. So much for handling it well...but it was hard when it felt like your innards were being eaten.

“N-nothing,” you lied, biting the inside of your cheek as another wave of cramps rolled over you. You should have known better than to lie to him. He was a trained bounty hunter, years of practice had made it easy for him to read just about anyone.

“Why are you lying?” he asked and you just sigh and let your head flop to the side, letting out an exasperation groan.

“Period,” you finally said through gritted teeth as you pointedly avoided looking at him, “I’m on my period.”

“Oh,” he sounded almost nervous but just awkwardly cleared his throat. He wasn’t inept when it came to a woman’s body, but it had been some time since he’d experienced being with a woman during her time of the month. You just nodded and a waved a hand in his general direction, “is there...”

“No,” you said quietly, hoping that if you remained seated and still that the pain would dull and pass quickly. Din stood up after a few more moments of watching you silently struggled with the waves of pain, disappearing without a word. Maybe you’d scared him off?

But no - he was back within a few minutes, handing you a big glass of water, followed by a few pills that you didn’t recognize. You didn’t even bother to ask what they were, or what their origins were, but you quickly swallowed them and down the glass of water.

“That should help,” he said softly and you nodded, giving him a thankful smile, “maybe you should...take a nap.”

“I’m not tired though,” you insisted, knowing the tiredness that always accompanied this time of month could come later in the afternoon. It always did, like clockwork.

“You’ll...just trust me,” he insisted, nudging his head in the direction of the your shared sleeping space, “you’ll want to sleep. It might be...just take a nap.”

“Oh...kay,” you shrugged and decided to oblige him, slowly clambering out of spot and heading for your cot. You might have been going crazy...but did you already feel better? Din wasn’t normally so cryptic or weird, but you weren’t to question him. Besides, maybe a nap would be nice...

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Once you’d slipped into your cot, it took only a few minutes until you gave into the soft pull of sleep. If you’d been awake, it would have surprised you, but instead you were quickly snoring...and loudly.

But then...almost as quickly as you feel asleep, you were wide awake again. Your eyes snapped open as you felt a rush of energy running through your veins...you felt more awake than you possibly ever had. But your pain was gone, instead you felt nothing but pure adrenaline pumping through your body.

“Din,” you almost shouted, as you jumped up and ran to find him. When you didn’t spot him anywhere on your floor, you climbed up the cockpit and found him there, playing with the Child, “Din!”

A small, quiet oh no spilled from his lips as you almost barreled him over in your attempt to sit down in your normal spot. He had hoped this wouldn’t happen, it was a risk he was taking...but alas. Your eyes were wide as you sat down and stared at him, speaking so fast that he wasn’t able to catch more than a word here and there. Part of him wondered if you were even speaking Basic anymore.

“andidon’tevenknowwhatyougavemebutifeelsoalive,” you jumped up again, peeking outside, studying the dying light of day. Maybe you could go out and explore for a awhile. Just as you started walking off again, Din grabbed your arm and keep you from walking away, “what?”

“I think you need to stay inside and sit with me,” he felt bad that you’d had such a reaction to the pills he gave you, but couldn’t deny that he was little amuse, “it’ll pass soon, but I need to keep an eye on you to make sure you don’t hurt yourself.”

“I’ll be fine,” you insisted, bouncing on your heels as he kept you restrained, “I just want to go and explore!”

“Cyare...no, just say with me please,” he insisted softly, “but are you...feeling better?”

“There’s no pain,” you promised, “I just feel so...alive! Have you ever heard colors before? I’m pretty sure I’m can hear them!”

“Kriff,” he sighed lightly to himself.

“What even was that stuff?!” you asked as you pulled free from his hold on you and started to dance around the open space, “I love it! I feel so alive!”

“Painkillers,” he admitted honestly, letting the Child down to try and get you in his arms again so you wouldn’t hurt anyone...namely yourself, “apparently much more potent for someone of your size.”

“We should get more of that stuff! We should go to the market and buy some,” you grabbed his hand and started to dance with him, finding it hard to get the large man to move along with you, “you should take some too! Maker, can you imagine how much we could if we don’t have to sleep and we just play?!”

“You can’t buy this stuff at the market,” in order to give you some reprieve, he gave in and danced with you, letting you guide him around the open space.

“Where then!? We have to go!”

“It’s not exactly...legal,” he confessed the last part quietly, but you were so hyper-aware of everything that you picked up on it. You shrugged it off regardless, “I probably shouldn’t have given it you. I should have known better...”

“No, this is great,” you insisted, stopping and put your hands on his shoulders, “I’ve never felt so...amazing! I feel like I can do anything!”

“Yeah...that’s one of the effects,” he cursed himself silently. He’d just wanted help you and alleviate your pain, instead he’d created a whole different type of problem, “cyare, why don’t you come with me and we can go lie down.”

“But I don’t wanna,” you pouted at him, but he just hung his head, “I just wanna go outside and be with you!”

The last part tugged on his heartstrings a little bit, and while he was glad you weren’t in pain, he didn’t mean to induce all of this either. At least this way you were enjoying yourself; the grin on your face hadn’t faltered once. He weighed his options for a moment before nodding lightly, “alright. We’ll go outside and explore for a little bit, but if and when you start to feel sleepy or anything else, you let me know, yes?”

“Duh,” you promised him, your eyes glowing with excitement as you leaned up and pressed a kiss to his helmet, where his cheek would be, “we’re gonna have so much fun!”

You leaned down and picked up the Child, carefully as you could in your current state, and Din stopped breathing for a moment. He knew you’d never do anything to hurt him, but in your haze, he was mildly concerned. But you were still so gentle with him, making sure he held tightly against your chest before descending the latter to go downstairs.

“Come on, slow poke!” you called to him as he listened to your footsteps running out of the ship. He sighed lightly, almost in amusement as he quickly followed after you.

He had a feeling you weren’t going to be the only exhausted by the time you were coming down from your high. At least he knew better for next time: half dose...or perhaps something more legal...either way, he vowed to make sure to take care of you.

#din djarin x you #din djarin x reader #din djarin #the Mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader

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girls-scenarios · 5 years

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Whatever I Can

Idol: Mina (Twice)

Prompt: Hi! Can you write a fluff story about twice Mina. Currently in her state, the reader spends a lot of time with her. Buying her food, updating her on Twice and taking care of her + I'm missing mina sm rn so can I get something super fluffy with the reader taking care of her or smt? thanks!!

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I really miss Mina but I’m also glad that she’s being given time to rest and recover and I hope that she’s able to get better. I just want what’s best for her right now. Twice’s schedule is no joke and she and the other girls need to be able to rest. Get well soon, Mina.

♡ Tip Jar♡

When Mina’s anxiety had first started getting bad, you’d felt helpless. There was nothing you could do to help her, nothing you could do to make all the bad things go away, and it broke your heart to see her in such a state. Even though it wasn’t her fault, you knew she’d feel bad about not being able to finish the tour or promote with the girls, and it hurt to think about how much she had to be going through. You knew there were things that she wasn’t telling you about, and you knew it was something that she’d have to overcome within herself. But that didn’t mean you couldn’t be there to encourage her along the way.

Now that she was home and resting, you made sure to stay by her side, helping her with anything she needed. Food, water, entertainment, or just your company, you were willing to give it all for her. And you knew that she appreciated having you there.

“Hey, (Y/N)?”

You turned at the sound of her calling out for you, looking up from where you were brewing her some tea. She was curled up on the couch, wrapped up in a light blanket despite the heat outside, watching as the credits for a Studio Ghibli movie rolled on the screen. “Yes, love?” You asked, and she looked up at you.

“Could you open the window?” She leaned her head back against the couch, looking at the large window that overlooked the city. “I want some fresh air.”

“Of course I can.” You picked up the mug of tea and walked over, handing it to her and pressing a kiss to her forehead that made her smile before heading to the window. It was warm outside, and the sun felt nice on your skin as you raised the blinds and opened the window. “Good for us that the air quality is good today.”

“Yeah.” She took a sip of her tea, watching you. “I really want to go on a walk but... I can’t. Without people seeing me.” As if repelled by the thought, she shuddered slightly, and your heart sank. You hated seeing her like this, anxious about everything, but there was nothing you could do except support her. Nodding your head, you walked back over to sit down beside her, rubbing her shoulder comfortingly.

“I’m sorry. If I could make them all look away, I would.”

“I know.” With a sigh, she leaned her head on your shoulder and closed her eyes. “Thanks for opening the window. I feel like I can breathe better now.”

“You’re welcome, love.” You wrapped an arm around her shoulder, holding her gently, just in case she needed to move away. She was getting a little bit better, you could tell. Going to the doctor and getting help had, well, helped, and now that she was getting the rest she desperately needed, her recovery was going well. She had bad days and good days, of course, but you intended to stay by her side until the end. “Did you want to watch another movie?”

“You can choose,” she said quietly, cuddling a little further into your side. “Just as long as it’s happy.”

“I can do that.”

At some point during the movie, she’d fallen asleep, her tea, almost finished, left on the coffee table and her head on your shoulder. For a while, you let her lay on you, patting her hair, happy that she seemed to be sleeping well. For a little while, she’d had trouble sleeping at all. But as it got closer to dinner time, you had to get up and make sure there was food for the two of you to eat, so you went ahead and carefully laid her down on the couch, making sure she had a pillow and was comfortable.

Her mom had given you a few recipes before she left, and tonight, you made one that she’d said was Mina’s favorites. Thankfully, this was one she’d shown you how to make, so you were confident you wouldn’t mess it up. With soft, quiet music playing on your phone to keep you some company, you set to work cooking.

Apparently, the smell woke Mina up, because as you were finishing the dish, she shuffled into the kitchen, blanket still wrapped around her shoulders.

“It smells good in here,” she said, voice still sleepy as she moved to peek over your shoulder. “Ah, that’s why.” For the first time in a while, her eyes seemed to light up with a bit of excitement. “Since when do you make Japanese omelets?”

“Your mom taught me before she left,” you admitted, smiling and reaching out to pat down her bed head and push the hair out of your face. “Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah. But I’m hungry now.”

“Well, food is done. If you want to sit at the table I’ll bring you a plate.”

“And ketchup?”

“How could I forget?”

She gave you a little smile before shuffling away, and all the work you’d put into rolling up the egg was now totally worth it. It wasn’t perfect, of course. You still needed a bit more work. But as long as Mina was happy, you were happy. Once the plate was in front of her, she thanked you and quickly dug in, apparently very hungry after her nap. As you sat down across from her, your phone buzzed in your pocket and, curious, you pulled it out to check what the notification was for.

Twice just posted. Raising your eyebrows, you pressed on the notification, and then a smile spread over your face.

“Mina. Twice just won an award.”

“Really?” Her face lit up once again and she leaned forward to look at your phone. “That’s the third one, right?”

“Right! That’s awesome! Your fans must be so happy for you.”

“Is there a video?”

A quick search told you yes, and you clicked on it before turning the phone to show Mina. Silently, she watched as the girls gave their speeches, and then a little smile came to her lips as both Nayeon and Sana mentioned her name. Once the video was done, she rested her chin on her palm.

“I’m proud of them,” she said quietly. “I just wish I could be there. So that they don’t have to worry or stress on my behalf.”

You bit your lip, trying to think of the right words to say as you reached out to take her hand. “I understand that. But the most important thing right now is for you to get better.” You gave her a smile as you squeezed her hand. “I know that the girls only want the best for you, too. And same with your fans. As long as you’re happy and recovering, they’re happy too.”

“Yeah.” She nodded her head slowly, looking down at your hand. “I’m going to get better. I can beat this. I’ve already gotten a lot better, right?”

“Right. And I’m so proud of you. You’re so strong, Mina. You can totally beat this. And I’ll do whatever I can to help you.”

She locked eyes with you, and then, slowly, smiled. “I love you, (Y/N). Thank you, for everything.”

“I love you too.”

“I’m glad you’re here,” she said suddenly, and you almost cried at the words. But you didn’t, instead just smiling and holding her a little bit tighter, happiness and relief bubbling in your chest.

“I’m glad I’m here too.”

#twice #femifics #mina #twice mina #twice scenarios #twice mina scenarios #mina scenarios #girl group scenarios #kpop scenario #girl groups #kpop girl groups

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papa-1-rights-activist · 4 years

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👀

thank you for sending it :D

so a little context for this one

I’m working on a slow burn with two OCs, Elise & Greg (you’re meant to project onto them obviously kjhfgkjh but i feel weird writing in 2nd or 1st POV so i decided to just make OCs), who were commissioned by the church (more specifically Imperator) to make some art pieces - including murals on the walls, restoration of the paintings and stuff like that. Of course on the way they fall in love with some ghost characters…and get involved in some nasty shit (it includes murder lol)

i’m not telling the full summary now bc idk when i’ll post the 1st chapter (rn i’m on 10th one) but that’s all you need to know for the setting of this scene. Also, this fic doesn’t have any SMUT, only romance and tenderness ; v ;

this is a scene from chapter 8, contains Copia x Elise moments and also implied Elise x Ghoulettes (yah, i made them polyamorous kjfgkjh bc self-indulgent writing, everyone!)

i’m mostly happy with this scene, except for that star wars reference that makes it obvious i’m not a fan of star wars :’) (i’ll change it later)

(reading it again actually makes me cringe a bit with some descriptions, but hey it’s nothing i can’t fix)

i’m putting it under the cut bc it’s almost 1k words long

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Copia stood at the door of Cirrus and Cumulus’ dorm for a good moment before he knocked. He couldn’t really hear anything coming from their room, besides some mumbled music and fighting noises, clearly from a movie.

Knock knock

No response.

Knock knock

-Cirrus? Cumulus? – he spoke up – Are you there?

Still no response. He took a deep breath and decided to open slightly the door, hoping to not see anyone naked.

He opened very slowly, trying his best to not make any creaking noises. He peeked inside.

It was quite dark, but he still could see the inside. Both ghoulettes were laying on the couch with someone covered with a blanket and cuddled between them. All three of them were napping. In front of them was a laptop, iluminating a blue-ish light on their faces, with a movie playing. Judging from the sounds, it was that scene from Star Wars where Darth Vader reveals himself to be Luke’s father.

Copia smiled.

Cirrus’ favourite. What a shame she slept through it.

He decided to not wake them up, as the whole scene in front of him was so cute and made him delighted. Also, it seemed like they found themselves someone to snuggle with, maybe even fuck later. Either way, he didn’t want to ruin that.

He started slowly closing the door, but before he did, some quiet, harsh voice spoke up from under the blankets.

-…C-Copia?

He stopped what he was doing and looked back, a bit anxious about being caught. He didn’t recognise the voice, but it was kind of weird how they were referring to him by name. Though, he wasn’t the one to lecture since he interrupted their peace just a moment ago.

-I’m sorry I’ve woken you up, dear sibling, I wanted to check on my ghouls-

They uncovered their face and stared at him utterly confused.

He widened his eyes upon recognising who that was.

-E-Elise?

-WhAt….time is it – her voice cracked. She started feeling the table to find her phone, even though she could’ve check it on the laptop.

-What happened to your voice??? – Copia asked taken a back, whispering so he wouldn’t wake up Cirrus and Cumulus

-I…got a bit…sick – she replied, still not able to find her phone in the darkness – Where is it

Then she decided to check her pockets, and surely enough – there it was.

The bright screen blinded her sleepy eyes for a moment, before she ajusted and saw the time.

Her eyes widened.

-Shit! – Elise removed the blanket from herself and almost immediately coughed at the loss of warmth. She quickly headed towards the door – I need to get bAck to work-

-Elise, wait – he blocked her way – Relax, there’s no rush!

-I…well, yeah but still – she coughed – I can’t just lay in bed with two girls and watch movies all day!

He looked at her up and down. Her eyes were shining with tears forming in her eyes from all that coughing, and face….feverish red.

-But maybe you should – he crossed his arms – With or without girls.

Elise was too busy coughing to even respond to that joke.

Copia gestured at her – Do you hear yourself? The last thing you should be doing is work-

-Imperator doesn’t pay me for laying in bed, Copia – she blurted out, trying to pass him – Just pleAse, let me…

Copia gently grabbed her by the shoulders to stop her – Relax, no one is chasing you.

She suddenly stopped, stunned at the sudden touch. She glanced nervously at Copia, who now was placing one hand over her forehead to check the temperature. Elise looked away, avoiding eye contact.

-Well, you don’t have a fever…yet – Copia removed his hand – You should get treatment as soon as possible, or it’ll get worse – after a short pause, he added – We have infirmary in the abbey, we could get you-

-Fine. I’ll go

Copia looked at her, surprised she didn’t put on any fight.

-Great – he smiled and let her through

She nodded, grinning like an idiot, and passed him – waving him goodbye.

He smiled and waved back.

As soon as she disappeared, he could hear her speeding up – but that was no longer his concern, maybe she was just excited to see a doctor, who knows.

Copia turned around to see the two ghoulettes were up and smirking at him.

He frowned – What?

-Nothing, nothing – Cirrus giggled – What brings you here?

-Well…you two didn’t come to our practice, so I came to check on you since none of you know how to respond to calls – he crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow

-What can I say – she shrugged – Our little pittrice distracted us a bit

-We just had to ignore you for the sake of taking care of her – Cumulus teased.

-Which is understandable – Copia chuckled – I’m all for that, just tell me about it next time we have plans, ok?

-Suuuure, boss – Cumulus rolled onto her other side.

Cirrus just kept smirking at him.

-What is it, Ciri? – he asked with a smile, raising an eyebrow

Cirrus made the biggest toothy grin under her mask she possibly could.

-You DO know that she still doesn’t know shit about the layout of this facility, right? Including where’s infirmary?

Copia’s eyes widened at the realisation, which made both ghoulettes howl with laughter.

Cardinal rushed out of their room after Elise, cursing under his nose in italian.

After a few seconds though, he came back to close the door.

And then he ran again, trying his best to not trip over his sutanna.

#ghost bc #cardinal copia #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #ghost fanfic #the band ghost #ghost the band #cirrus #cumulus #ghoulettes #my writing #ff talk #asks #why tumblr wont let me add tags before posting :'c #anyway #hope you like it!

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haikyuu-imagines-and-others · 6 years

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Hello there! Because I'm deep into my exam phase rn and stressed af, can I request scenarios with Iwaizumi and Akaashi (separately) where their s/o is studying their ass of and is really stressed out so they tell them to take a little break and buy them snack and cuddle afterwards? Just so me fluff to relax to, that'd be awesome! Thank you

Oh man, I’m sorry you’re so stressed, lovely! Keep moving forward tho! You’ll make it out just fine! Remember that degrees don’t have grades, so you don’t have to be the best of the best! Lol (I am a terrible motivator) Thanks for requesting! - Admin Satori

Iwaizumi Hajime:

“Oi! You’re going to run yourself ragged!” You didn’t pull your eyes from your textbook, your eyebrows furrowing as you tried to focus on the words before you. Though it was a futile attempt, since your boyfriend was not having you ignore his presence. “Did you hear me, ______? You’re digging an early grave.” Iwaizumi pulled the book from under your nose and tossed it somewhere behind him without a care.

“Hajime!” You chastised, moving to get up and retrieve your book, “That’s a rental! If there’s any damage to it, then I owe the school big money!” Just the idea of owing so much money already, and still adding onto it as it was only your second year of college…. It filled your stomach with a tight knot, the anxiety eating at your heart as it panicked for escape!

Large hands rested on your shoulders, pushing you back down into the chair, “_______, stop…. Just relax for a second..” Iwaizumi let out a deep sigh before kneeling in front of you sitting in the chair, his dark green eyes not only showing his worry but his frustration in your neglect. “You’re doing fine, ______. You’ve been studying nonstop for the past three days… it’s time to take a deep breath and step back for a while.” But he could see you were still stubborn, still looking a little over his shoulder at where you’d thought the book had fallen. “You’re wasting away, and I refuse to be at fault for it.”

A mouthwatering smell of your favorite food snuck into the forefront of your mind, triggering your stomach to growl in need - you were starving! When was the last time you’d eaten? You blinked a few times before looking down at where Iwaizumi had scooted a plate to replace the book that had been there moments before. Steam still coming off the hot food, everything cooked to perfection, glistening in your favorite glazes. The dish looked straight out of a goddamn cooking show! “Wha…. When did you learn to make this?” That really shouldn’t have been your first question, or response, but you were genuinely surprised. The last you heard of Iwaizumi’s cooking skills -

A scoff, “Yeah, I know I accidentally burnt cupcakes that one time…”

“It was three batches, Hajime-“

“But! I’ve been watching some tv shows while my girlfriend was dating her books, so I learned a few things….”

His voice was almost a huff, and it almost seemed that as soon as you looked back at your boyfriend’s face, that he’d been pouting just the tiniest bit. But at the meeting of your eyes, Iwaizumi inhaled suddenly and pushed himself up off the floor, his right hand pulling your chair closer to the table, his body blocking where he’d thrown the book. His tactics were working, though, you’d almost completely forgotten about your studies - distracted by the romanticism of his learning to cook, as well as the highly successful end result. “I… Th-Thank you, Hajime!”

Just as you were about to dig in, Iwaizumi tutted at you, “Oi! That’s rude!” You jumped in your seat, leaning back from the plate as if there was a force field around it. Your eyes glanced up at your boyfriends playfully irritated face just as he reached down and grabbed your plate, “Come on.” Curious, and very hungry, you got up from your chair, feeling a pain in your legs as they were put to work to move you after so long in stasis. His dark green eyes watched you cautiously, making sure all your limbs were working fine before leading you into the living room. He’d set up the kotatsu in the living room, his plate and drink on one of the four sides, your drink and utensils waiting for the placement of your own plate to be complete.

It was simple, but breathtaking, and melted your heart. He’d gone completely out of his way to make you feel comfortable, to have you relax and not stress so much. You felt a little guilty. You’d been lost in your stress, not seeing the repercussions, but it was your boyfriend, your very thoughtful and loving boyfriend, to have to witness the consequences of stress to you and your body. “Hajime….” You sniffled, a large tear rolling down your cheek at his consideration of your predicament, “Hajime…. I…. I don’t…. I’m so sorry…” You reached up and wiped away your tears roughly.

“For what?” Iwaizumi was confused, placing your plate on the tabletop before turning to face you. At the immediate sight of your tears, he took only a few strides before standing before you, wrapping you in his arms and resting his head on yours, “Why are you crying? Do you need a nap? You have to eat before you sleep, I didn’t see if you ate your breakfast this morning or not.” You hadn’t, you realized. You had’t eaten all day. You wrapped your arms around his torso, not wanting to move from his warm embrace, “You’re pushing yourself too hard, _______. If you don’t take it easy, and you don’t take a step back now and then, you’re setting yourself up for failure in the future.” He grumbled, his tone taking on a ‘you should know this already, dork’ kind of tone.

But it wasn’t as easy as he was making it to be. It was, but you didn’t see it that way. “I have to succeed, Hajime. I don’t want to be average like everyone else. I want to be the best of the best and get the highest grades.”

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes with a heavy sigh that sounded more like a huff, “Well…. Let’s get you fed, rested, and then I’ll help you study for your next text, okay?” It was a resigned deal, as if he didn’t really want to help you stress even more. “But the second I see you getting worried over something as dumb as grades, I’m throwing your book into the snow outside.”

The threat was real, you knew this, but you couldn’t stop the smile that came to your face as you pressed into his chest a little more, “So then you’re going to pay for the book then?”

“If it gets you to fucking relax, then yeah. I’ll pay the whatever the hell amount gladly.” A kiss to your forehead, then he was leading you to sit at the kotatsu and practically feeding you.

Akaashi Keiji:

It was eerie… The silence of the apartment. No TV background noise. No outside traffic. Not the padding of your boyfriend walking around, catching up on his chores.

Not that these sounds were expected. It was nearly 3AM… Your boyfriend, Akaashi, was sleeping in the next room over, the dim light of your lamp giving your study guide an odd yellowish look, the only sound coming from your study session being the soft inhale and exhale of your breathing.

Your eyes kept drooping close. Head falling forward, only to jerk back up as the sensation of falling registered to your tired brain. You’d been studying all day. Everyday… For the past week. It was called Study Week for a reason, right? You were studying for your first exam come that coming Monday. It was worth a good portion of the class grade, and while you were top of the class now, and while you knew the material by heart… You couldn’t help but worry about any curveballs the teacher may throw. It was unlikely, but still worried you.

Suddenly, you became aware of a strange prickling at the nape of your neck, your back straightening in response to the odd feeling. As if you were being watched. Closely. Swallowing the curl of fear at the back of your throat, you tried to focus again on your homework, the jolt of unease waking you from your routine of constantly falling in and out of sleep.

“Why are you still up?”

It was real. A real voice. But it was so soft, so quiet, that it blended with the darkness around you and your dim light. It almost didn’t sound real, as if it were a being from a different plane wondering why you’d suffer so willingly for something so mundane. For a few seconds after the finality of the voice, you’d wondered if you’d really heard it! Had you imagined it? It wasn’t far from the reality of possibility as you were very tired and had been hallucinating the vision of something standing at the corner of the room around you. Maybe your hallucination had finally broken that wall separating it from reality and was now terrorizing you into feeling guilty and wanting to go to bed.

“_________.” You inhaled sharply as you felt soft hands rest on your shoulders from behind, “Come back to bed with me…” Akaashi whispered quietly, matching the voice you’d heard just a few moments before. Your paranoia settled, finally debunking the suspicious activity around you as just your boyfriend checking in on you. Now he wanted you to go back with him, and while that did sound heavenly, you shook your head.

“I have to study this, Keiji…. The test is Monday,I have to make sure I know what I’m doing.”

His hands squeezed your shoulders before he was lowering his head and pressing his lips against the space just under your ear, chills erupting across your skin at just how warm he felt. You hadn’t realized it before, but you were freezing! Maybe that’s why you’d been sniffling earlier, shivering now and then and disrupting your studying for a split second. “Come lay down with me, ________. Please….” Akaashi leaned his head against yours, and you could feel the sleepy pout on his lips.

If you knew your boyfriend at all, you knew he wasn’t one to wake up in the middle of the night - not unless he’d found out you weren’t beside him. You also knew that it took him incredibly long to wake up in the morning, and that he never really felt rested no matter how many hours he’d been sleeping. And while you couldn’t see his face, except from the corner of your eye, you knew he probably hadn’t opened his eyes since waking up. And that he was currently nudging your head with his while his eyes were closed, his eyebrows furrowed, and a tired frown pulling his lips. “Keiji… Just go back to sleep… I’ll be in in a little bit… I promise.”

But he didn’t move, instead resting his forehead on your shoulder and letting out a yawn, “I’ll wait…” His hands moved from your shoulders and now slid across the front of your chest, his forearms right under your chin. You rolled your eyes and tilted your head back, pressing against his own shoulder, “Getting tired?”

You couldn’t stop the small amused snort, “Not exactly… I can’t seem to study when I’m in a choke hold.” Akaashi seemed to realize how his arms were around your neck and removed them, instead resting them on the back of your chair.

“Come to bed with me.” He tried again, his voice still deep with sleep, a little raspy from not using it for more than a couple hours. You let out a loud sigh and leaned forward, trying to focus on your work in front of you, forcing Akaashi to lift his head off your shoulder as you moved. He inhaled slowly before moving to grab a chair.

“Keiji, just go to sleep, baby… I’ll be in soon.” You knew it was a lie, but you didn’t want him to be staying around. It pulled your heart tight to know he’d suffer being awake for you - just to spend time with you, to be your company even if it wasn’t considered good.

Akaashi shook his head, “No.”

That was it. Just a simple no. An easy rejection of your fake promise. Just before he sat down, you pushed your book away and stood from your seat, “Okay, okay… Come on…. You need to rest.” You took his hand in yours and quietly led him back to the bedroom, feeling rather than hearing when his other hand reached up to rub at his sleepy face.

“Thank you… I’ll make breakfast tomorrow to make it up to you.” And while the idea was very appealing, you already knew he wouldn’t be getting up any sooner than 10AM, and if he had anything to do with it, neither would you.

#admin Satori #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! scenario #Iwaizumi Hajime #Akaashi Keiji #fluff

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girltomboy · 3 years

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I had... the happiest, most magical weekend with my boyfriend. I honestly had several moments where I genuinely and literally could not believe that what I was living was real. We kissed so much, hugged, watched each other, had sex, smelled each other, touched each other, slept next to each other, walked a lot. Friday we took selfies in our hotel room. I sent some to my mom and she seemed happy for us and fine, but now that I'm back home she's definitely distant and unusually quiet and she made me lie to my stepdad about who I was with. Anyway... I'd like to not think about this. This weekend is still fresh and sweet in my heart, and I feel raw sadness about having said goodbye to my love, so I'm just gonna soothe myself with what I have rn.

We stayed at a pretty nice hotel for its money. Walked through the city. God, I want to go back to Friday. Before we got to the hotel. We saw an electric box thing (???) Outside and he was like "wait, let's kiss here" and we reproduced the what if we kissed in front of the electrical box meme HDHSHZKSMD. Then when we got there we exchanged toys and gifts. He brought me so many toys omggggg and a dirty shirt of his. Hope my mom doesn't find it (and smell it) and put it in the laundry Lmfao. It's my boy. Then we made out on the bed and couldn't take our hands and mouths off of each other. Omg how I had missed him. And how I miss him. And then we went food hunting and took a long walk... we ate and his mom video called us. Then we fucked for a realllllly long time. Then sat on the balcony. Then again.......... and then we slept. He made me sleep on his left side so I can rest my head on his chest and hear his heartbeat. The sweetest everrrrrr omg. I'm about to cry.

Saturday we woke up super early, tried to fuck but couldn't really, so we showered and then went out for food again. Then we got back and ate, and afterwards we made out and split a LSD tab in half, then we took a nap cuz we were both sleepy lmao. I'll probably write a separate post about the entire acid experience. But we woke up some hours later and he wanted to go outside, but I was feeling really good at home, just there with him, but I agreed to go outside bc it's not like we went there to stay inside the whole time. So we took a LONG fucking walk, and it felt good and it was so so so nice. We walked, we laughed, we sat on benches, we looked at things, then when it got late and the acid was kind of wearing off, we headed back to the hotel, grabbed some money and went food shopping again. He bought me a small elephant plushie and I got him a small dinosaur. When we got back we ate, then tried to fuck I think??? It's getting blurry :( he couldn't keep it hard, and it made him super super sad and disappointed and confused. Even though I told him a million times that it's not a problem, it's okay, he shouldn't beat himself up or overthink it. He started wondering if he's depressed. I could see that, kinda... like, he talked about how the video game he played for so many years doesn't make him feel any joy anymore, and that he gets bored of any game he plays, and like all he does is sit on his laptop all day, being bored and switching between games or videos or anime episodes, etc. So that's probably a huge contribution. And I already sensed that. And he said he'll try to have a break from playing, just to see what he would do. Idk if it's a good idea, I mean I just don't want him to feel miserable because I know it's hard to have things to do nowadays. Or places to go. He said something about going to the gym or going to therapy. I don't know if he'll do it but I just want him to be okay and feel happy, and know I'll be by his side through everything. It seriously broke me to see him so sad and confused. And to know that he thinks there is something wrong with him. My sweet sweet sweet heart my love and my boy and my happiness. I cheered him up a little, we sat on the balcony, I loved him as much as I could, and I could not keep myself away from him. Then we played some cards, I sucked his deedee and we went to bed. I felt so tired omg. Couldn't keep my eyes open. Last thing I know he was trying to show me some memes but I couldn't register anything lol. Then we woke up but we were so sleepy we ended up sleeping later than intended. Ate some leftovers, packed our bags and cleaned the room a little, then left to the train station. We walked there and I could feel that he was sad too. I really was destroyed. He left before me, and I just went to the train station bathroom to cry. He said he felt like crying too, but called his mom. I was gutted.

I take so long to get adjusted to new places. Like, not necessarily NEW, but changes of scenery and such. In order to properly return to my routine and get back on track, I have to somehow force myself to forget what I have just lived. Or not really force myself, more like the more I get used to being back home, the more I forget the other things. And if I try to think back to my happy moments, it feels even harder to get used to being home. It doesn't help that my parents (especially my mom) is so distant RN and will probably try to talk to me, or probably doesn't care at all... who knows? But it certainly doesn't help. My bf's mom called me while I was on the train, we talked for a bit and she wished me a safe journey. I loved it and thought it was so nice of her, so cute. My mom did not call me and her texts were dry, when I got home she would not even talk to me and now they went to visit someone and left me all alone. But it's fine. I ate and cried and now I'm scared to take out everything my bf gave me, because I'm 100% sure I'll cry again, or at least the knife in my heart will start rotating.

#i can't wait till he gets home too so we can talk #i have his hair in my phone case #literally my only source of happiness and goodness in this life #literally nothing else makes me happy other than thinking about my baby talking to my baby and of course #being with my baby but if that's not possible... well #i want to help him with his homework like i literally want to do everything with him #i'm going nuts missing him

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hey umm i was editing my fic for day 3 when the servamp spoilers dropped and i’m vibrating in my seat rn!!!!! so! sorry i didn’t take much time to edit this i’m busy dying out of sheer happiness!!!

tough love/gratitude !

“Thanks for the meal…” Kuro mumbled as he dug into his ramen. Human traditions are very confusing. Then again, he might’ve done them too at some point in the past. It took him a while to realize It’s no use trying to think of his human life since he can’t remember any of it, but he tried regardless. It usually gives him a headache, so he stopped trying. Why would he need to remember it when he has Mahiru, anyway?

***

Kuro walked to the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

“Ah, Kuro. Could you pass me the salt?”

Kuro gave him the salt shaker with a yawn. “Thank you. Sleep well?” Mahiru asked, adding it to the (complicated looking) soup he was making. Kuro wasn’t much of a fan when it comes to human food (with some exceptions), so Mahiru always ended up eating the homemade things.

“Same as always. I didn’t have too many nightmares tonight. So I guess.”

“I’m glad to hear that. And it’s this afternoon,” Mahiru corrected. “It’s 5 pm.”

“And you let me sleep this long?”

“No lousy cat got in the way of my cleaning. So yes.”

***

“I don’t get why you’re mad,” Kuro said defensively.

“You don’t help at all! It took me an hour to clean the couch.”

“I don’t see how that has anything to do with me…”

“You’re the one hogging it all of the time!”

“I clean after myself. I didn’t leave any ramen boxes behind either.”

“Wow, thank you so much. You’ve really outdone yourself.”

“You don’t wear sarcasm well.”

“You can try harder!”

“What a pain…”

“Kuro please. Help me move the table.”

“Agh… Fine….”

***

“Kuro!! You’re okay! Thank god!”

Mahiru sprinted to him and kissed his cheek. “I was so worried! Don’t run off into danger like this, you absolute moron!” he said, gripping Kuro’s hands so tightly he could see his palm turning white. “Yeah, yeah,” Kuro mumbled, embarrassed. Mahiru let go and sighed. “prioritize yourself a bit more. Come on, we’re going home.”

***

Pink is not Kuro’s color.

“You know… You actually look really cute in this shirt.”

Kuro hates many things. bright lights, going outside, fighting, working hard… But this pink tank top might top it all off.

“Thanks but no thanks. Let’s go home…”

“Why? I think a little color wouldn’t hurt.”

“My eyes are red. My coat is blue. Enough color.”

Mahiru huffed. “Your coat is pastel blue and your eyes are small. We’re coming back for this shirt next time we’re out shopping, no complaining.”

***

“Towels?”

“Check.”

“Sunscreen?”

“Check.”

“Food?”

“Check.”

“Rope?”

“The one for tying the bags or the one for tying Misono?”

“Both?”

“Check for one. Can you bring the one for Misono and our swimsuits from the storage room?”

“We should probably bring another rope for Licht. Or Lawless. Or both. I’m going to bring those, hold on.”

After a small journey Mahiru got back from the messy storage room to where their bags piled up at the front of the door, and dropped the ropes onto the floor. He noticed Kuro’s sleepy look and ruffled his hair. “You can nap when we start driving. You earned it.”

Kuro eased up at the touch. “I’ll hold you on to that promise. And don't expect me to go swimming with you or something.”

“I know, I know. You hate water and sunlight and I should be grateful that you’re coming with us to the beach. Isn’t that right?”

“Troublesome…”

“Come on, Misono’s waiting,” Mahiru urged with a chuckle.

***

Sometimes, they don’t need words.

It was the middle of a saturday night, and Mahiru was more exhausted than usual. He agreed to watch TV with Kuro until he fell asleep, so here they were, cuddling beneath a fluffy blanket and watching some bad anime movie. Kuro wasn’t looking at the screen anymore, drowsiness and boredom leading his eyes to Mahiru’s sleepy face. His eyes were still open.

“Go to sleep,” Kuro urged quietly.

“No. I want to know what happens to Haruka-chan,” Mahiru mumbled.

“I’ll tell you tomorrow. Promise.”

“Promise?” Mahiru asked, eyeing Kuro.

“Promise.”

“Thank you.”

Mahiru closed his eyes and leaned against Kuro’s shoulder.

***

“Kuro! I’m not leaving without you!” Mahiru shouted. Kuro barely heard him, with the sound of screams, breaking windows and coughing ringing in his ears. Mahiru looked like he was at his limit, too.

“Leave without me,” Kuro called with every ounce of strength he had left. “You can still make it out!”

The flames spread towards Mahiru, and Kuro opened his mouth to yell, but no sound came out.

“We’ll both make it out!” Mahiru yelled. He covered his nose with his sleeve and ran towards Kuro, who had his leg stuck under a collapsed wall. There’s no way out, he thought. Even if I turn into a cat, the weight will just crush me.

Somehow, by some strange miracle, Mahiru made it to Kuro. He pushed the wall away from Kuro’s leg, and Kuro pulled hard enough to escape from under it. Mahiru let go and the remainings of that walls collapsed to the ground. Mahiru grabbed Kuro’s hand and they began running. Kuro’s leg hurt like it was pierced with swords, but he limped forward regardless. Mahiru’s hurting a lot more than me right now. I’ve got to support him.

They had no idea where they were running. They had no idea where the entrance to C3 was or where they were going, but they kept on running. Kuro’s leg was about to give out when suddenly, a familiar shout was heard.

“Mahiru!”

Mahiru and Kuro looked up to see Licht’s outstretched hand come through a hole in the ceiling. “We don’t have much time before the building collapses! We need to get out of here!”

Kuro lifted Mahiru and Licht pulled him up. They helped Kuro up and started running.

“What about Lawless?” Mahiru asked between breaths.

“The shit rat got out. So did anyone else, I think,” Licht said, voice much more stable. “That bastard Touma disappeared as soon as the flames caught on. That other guy made it out but he’s unconscious. I got off easy so I came to get you.”

“Simple enough. Exit?”

“Up.”

The group ran up several staircases, dodged falling rubble and climbed tattered walls. They barely made it to the exit, tired, bruised and injured. Mahiru was about to pass out when they finally found it.

Licht stopped in his tracks when he saw Mahiru’s situation. They need to get out. “Can you walk?” he asked Kuro, holding Mahiru’s wrist.

“Yeah…” Kuro murmured, a little dizzy.

Licht picked Mahiru up and made sure he’s still conscious. “Run!” he shouted as the ceiling crumbled on their heads, almost blocking the exit.

They made it out, breathless, and ran the furthest they could from the building. Once Kuro spotted Lawless he let himself fall to the ground. Licht silently placed Mahiru next to him and walked over to Lawless, who was running towards him with a grin of relief (He got a kick in the face).

“Mahiru…?” Kuro whispered, too tired to say more.

Mahiru’s eyes opened slowly. He didn’t move, but his eyes landed on Kuro’s bloody face. He smiled. “Thank god…” he breathed. “I should be the one to say that,” Kuro muttered. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Mahiru’s forehead, and then toppled beside him.

hey! i actually wrote something that has to do with the current plot in the manga!!! and i wrote that part before i heard the spoilers.... now i’m 100x more HYPED

#kuromahiweek #kuromahi2k17 #kuromahi #mahiru shirota #kuro #sleepy ash #servamp #hey hey i'm dying!!!!!!!!#my works

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