#daydream.drabble

[shotomyheart]

bf!shigaraki hcs + drabble

shigaraki tomura x gn reader

note: happy valentine’s day :)

★ Once he falls in love, he often takes naps on you, whether it be your shoulder, arm, lap, he’ll see the opportunity and take it —only if no one’s around to see it

★ He snores, but it’s mostly quiet

★ He was pro playstation before dabi came along with xbox

★ If you’re ever unsure what to gift him, sweatshirts are always acceptable

★ Shiggy never thinks of you as dating. He’d never think of something so temporary with you. No, he considers you his forever, however long that may last.

★ Shiggy is not a romantic, we know this, but there are a few odd intimacies that make your relationship special:

★ ie. Whenever you put on chapstick you always insist on doing the same for him at home. It’s rare for the two of you to be out at the same time. The first time you do, it was a nice opportunity where you were allowed to tag along. Nonchalantly you put on some chapstick when a bit of wind blows. Shigaraki notices the action and discreetly nudges you to put it on his lips, just like how you would at home. He carries a small blush, but that could just be the wind.

★ If you’re into astrology: after a long time of being together, he asks you before a big mission if there’s a mercury retrograde going on bc he’s not taking any chances

★ He likes you reading to him. He doesn’t actually listen to you though, sorry. He just likes your voice, and the inflictions you use for different characters entertain him

bonus drabble!

Shigaraki prefers fingerless gloves to mittens, ofc, he’d never hide away his source of protection. His hands are like guns; he just doesn’t like to keep the safety on.

Anyway, then you come along and he falls in love bc ofc, and for winter you either knit him a pair of mittens with special yarn or steal one from a store that was quirk resistant. Now he’s in a dilemma, guns or you?

In the end, he chooses to wear your mittens bc he’d do anything for you.

However, the first time he slips them on, he is horrified how much he likes it. He’s never felt such a feeling—a feeling of warmth and wholeness. It’s like a hug for his hands. You knit/stole this for him? Before he could ask to reaffirm what he knows— but doesn’t quite believe, something even better happens. You catch his hand in a swing and a hum, slightly tugging him out the door. He follows you. He’ll follow you anywhere you desire. He’ll just grumble while he does <3

Okay now imagine shiggy with a full winter coat, hat with a pompom, mittens, and a scowl 🥰💀

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.headcanon #daydream.drabble #shigaraki tomura #bnha shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki x you #my hero academia #tomura shiragaki #tomura fluff #shigaraki tomura x reader #fluff #headcanons #hcs #bnha #drabble #tomura x reader #tomura x you

[shotomyheart]

how he’d react: his childhood bedroom

characters -> atsumu, kenma, kuroo

synopsis: you visit his childhood bedroom for the first time and he has an embarrassing secret!

★ Atsumu

You’ve been invited to the Miya’s for dinner and it went great!

Atsumu had gone to the bathroom and promised a tour of the house once he came back, but you wanted to venture a bit on your own. Your first destination: his bedroom. You know he shared a bedroom with his brother, but you could easily tell whose side is whose.

The bedroom was nicely cleaned up by their mom, but the cleanliness didn’t stop their personality showing through. Above the bed, Atsumu’s side has magazine posters taped to the wall of different attractive women in bikinis sitting on motorcycles.

You move in deeper into the room, but you’re shoved to the side by a worried Atsumu, “Wait! Don’t look!” He scampers to the posters and peels them off only being successful with one before he makes a small rip in another. He gasps, “Lola! No!”

Lola, a blonde with double Ds, now has half a head.

“Quick, grab some tape from the drawer!” Atsumu traces her figure as he rushes you to help. You roll your eyes, but do as asked. Once he’s finished, you both sit on his flannel covered bed silently.

“So... Lola?” You tease.

He puckers his lips, “She’s just a friend.”

★ Kenma

Kenma’s parents decide to move out of his childhood home, but asks him to come pick up anything from his room that he still wants. He was tempted to donate it all, but you insist he needs to check it out as there must have been memories he treasures. He doubted it, but he agrees and you come along to help move boxes as well.

Going into his old home, with empty rooms, you expect him to be a little sad, but Kenma looks unfazed. He leads you to his closed door before be turns to you with a bashful glance, “Uh, it might be a little messy,” he warns.

“Kenma, you were a teenage boy, I expect it to be messy,” you laugh.

He nods with uncertainty, then opens the door to reveal the floor completely covered in soda bottles and chip bags.

You both stare at the mess for a moment, before you sigh, “I’ll get the broom.”

★ Kuroo

“Don’t worry, your room is all cleaned up, and I put on fresh sheets,” Tetsu’s mom winks before leaving the two of you outside his bedroom.

You’re visiting for Testu’s cousin’s wedding, and the Kuroo’s graciously offered their home rather than staying at an expensive hotel.

Tetsu rubs the back of his neck, “Shall we?” He opens the door and lets you in first. Inside is clean and pretty typical of a teenage boy’s room. You can’t help but laugh when you turn and see a shelf full of different lego figurines including Star Wars’ R2D2.

“Didn’t know you were such a big Star Wars fan,” you turn around to face Tetsu’s flushed face.

“I wasn’t that big of fan,” he deflects, hugging you to his side, “come on, it’s been a long drive, let’s go to bed.”

After changing, the both of you climb into bed. You’re adjusting the pillows when you feel something underneath. You lift the pillow up and see something you know you have to share with your boyfriend.

Tetsu is on his phone when the sound of paper distracts him and he looks up to see you holding a Princess Leia poster in her classic golden bikini, “Not a big fan, huh?”

Tetsu bolts upright and snags it from you.

Below them, they can hear a faint cackling of his mother: the one who changed the sheets, but kept her son’s treasured item right where he left it.

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #kenma x reader #atsumu x reader #kuroo x reader #kenma fluff #fluff #hq #haikyuu #atsumu miya #kenma kuzome #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsuro #hq x y/n #hq x you #hq x reader #kuroo x y/n #kenma imagine #atsumu x you #hq atsumu #atsumu x y/n #drabble

[shotomyheart]

falling for you only makes me bleed

atsumu x gn reader

genre: angst

warnings: no comfort :( , reader is called beautiful

wc: 340

Atsumu never lies. He’s awful at it, really. His feelings are too loud to silence. His actions too dramatic to fake nonchalance. And when he tries to lie, his face turns red and sweat runs down his face like a damn sauna. So why is it, when the one time he doesn’t want to lie, you believe it?

I hate you.

How could you ever believe him? He hates walking behind slower walkers when all he wants to do is run. He hates plain popcorn (seriously, who eats that?). He hates losing. So why does this hurt more? He could never hate you. He can’t even make himself hate the way your back looks when walking away from him.

Two months later, eleven missed calls, five breakdowns, and one exhausted twin from hearing Atsumu’s whines everyday. Atsumu’s out on a jog on a brisk morning. The wind hits his skin without forgiveness, but he enjoys being able to feel something- anything that wasn’t the numb tingling he’s had since you’ve left.

You’re at the park, the park he jogs by. Was it on purpose? Do you want to see him?

He stumbles to a stop, not believing his eyes. It’s you, cuddled in a warm sweatshirt with a smile that radiates against the cloudy sky. You’re beautiful.

Wait.

Who is that?

Two feet away from you (he really should have seen him sooner, but his focus was solely on you for so long), a basketball player (and he only knows this because of his obnoxious red varsity jacket) stands tall and smiling back at you as he tells some boring story, Atsumu suspects.

Atsumu turns around and does what he does best: he runs away. He runs so fast the wind dries his eyes of any residue of sadness. His feet ache and he dramatically blames gravity for making him fall so hard for you.

Maybe he does hate you. The way you smile at someone else. The way you laugh at another’s jokes. But, god, he hates himself more.

#daydreaming.nightmares #daydream.drabble #haikyuu atsumu #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya #miya angst #atsumu angst #atsumu x y/n #x gn reader #atsumu x gender neutral reader #atsumu x you #atsumu drabble #hq #haikyuu #angst #hq angst #haikyuu angst

[shotomyheart]

first step: lunch

osamu x female reader

genre: fluff

synopsis: the idea of osamu rushing to slam atsumu to the ground from telling you his secret and you laugh and his panicked smile turns into one of adoration

warnings: swearing, reader has hair

wc: 445

“Ohhh, you wanna kiss her so bad,” Atsumu obnoxiously teases Osamu.

“Quit it, or I ain’t making lunch for you anymore,” Osamu grumbles as he takes a bite of his sushi.

“Oh come on,” Atsumu nudges him a bit too harshly, “We gotta make a plan for yer confession!”

Osamu grimaces at Atsumu chewing with his mouth open and shoves a napkin in his mouth, “Shut yer trap, we don’t gotta do anything.”

Atsumu spits out the napkin with a disgusted groan, “Fine! I’ll do it for ya!” Atsumu stands up and cups his hands around his mouth, shouting across the courtyard, “Hey!” He calls your name.

Osamu lets instinct take over and tackles Atsumu to the ground in panic. “I’ll fucking kill ya,” He repeats over and over as he tries to cover Atsumu’s mouth. Atsumu retaliates by licking his brother’s palm. Osamu gasps and wipes his hand on Atsumu’s face. “Ya dirty pig-“

“Atsumu?”

The brothers freeze. Osamu is on top of Atsumu in a position ready to strangle him. Your voice breaks him and Atsumu takes this chance to push his brother off and jump up with a grin.

“Hey, doll,” Atsumu rests his arm on your shoulder.

His action wakes Osamu and he scrambles up to meet your puzzled face, “Oh, uh, hi,” Osamu attempts a casual greeting, but his voice cracks just the tiniest bit.

“Did yer voice just crack?! That’s hilarious!” Atsumu explodes in laughter, still hanging on to you.

Osamu can’t even retort, a fiery blush taking over his face.

“You guys did call me over, right?” You’re still confused, but a soft smile tells Osamu you don’t mind.

“No!”

“Yes!”

Both brothers glare at each other.

“Osamu has to ask you-“

Osamu lunges for him again, but Atsumu quickly hides behind your back, whispers in your ear, and scurries off giggling.

“Whatever he said, don’t believe him,” Osamu rushes with fear.

Your shoulders fall slightly, “Oh, that’s okay, I better be going then.” You wring your hands.

“No, uh, I mean, what did he say?”

You quirk an eyebrow, “He said you wanted to have lunch with me?” You turn slightly shy and avoid his eyes.

You would have seen Osamu’s slightly panicked look turn soft as he watches your hair sway in the light breeze.

“I would love that.”

You look up with wide eyes, “You would?”

Osamu nods, gently grabs your wrist and brings you to sit next to him at the picnic table.

Across the courtyard, Osamu’s nosey team watches with anticipation, and for once, he doesn’t bother calling them out because all of his attention is on you.

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #osamu drabble #osamu x y/n #osamu x you #osamu x reader #osamu x female reader #hq #haikyuu #fluff #osamu fluff #osamu miya #osamu miya x reader #drabble

[shotomyheart]

how he’d react: fake dating

characters -> shoto, denki, katsuki

synopsis: you propose the idea to fake date; this is how they react

warnings: none, fluff

note: short scenarios to help me get back into writing

★ Shoto Todoroki

He blinks. “I don’t understand.”

You huff before reexplaining your predicament that you need someone to ward off all of the unwanted attention you’ve been receiving since the sports festival.

“Yes, I understand that.”

You beam, finally getting somewhere, “Perfect! So I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend for a bit so they’ll leave me alone.”

“I don’t understand.”

You deflate and sigh, “Nevermi-“

“Why wouldn’t we date for real?”

★ Denki Kaminari

“So, do you think you’re up for it? Just one dinner date with my parents and-“ you wring your hands nervously when he interrupts you.

“Of course! I’m happy to help! Though,” he blushes a little, “we should probably start pretending now, so, you know, we’ll get used to each other.”

You think for a moment, “Yeah, that’s not a bad idea,” you gently grab his hand and intertwine each other’s fingers.

You pull him into the classroom because class is just about to start, but Denki reckons he won’t learn anything new today. He’ll be thinking too much about how your hands fit perfectly in his.

★ Katsuki Bakugou

“HAH?” His loud protest shoots through your ears.

“Calm down,” you scold with narrowed eyes, “I can always go ask Sero to be my fake boyfriend.”

Bakugou rolls his eyes, “Then go to him then! Why go to me in the first place?” It’s hard to tell if the red in his face is from his natural anger or a peeking blush.

“I thought it’d be more believable since I’ve known you for years and my parents already know you, but you’re right, Sero will be a much better boyfriend.” You tap your chin in thought before starting to head over to the boy in question.

Bakugou yanks you back with fury radiating off him, “Like hell he’d be a better boyfriend!” He forces his hand into yours and steals your phone from your pocket with his other hand, “Tell them!” He shoves the phone in your face, smirking, ready to hear how excited your parents are to know he is your boyfriend.

#daydream.drabble #daydreaming.fluff #shoto todoroki #bakugou katsuki #denki kaminari #shoto todoroki x you #denki x reader #bakugo x reader #shouto x reader #shoto x reader #bakugo x you #kaminari x reader #shouto todoroki #denki x you #denki kaminari x reader #bakugou x reader #fluff #my hero academia #bnha #mha #bnha fluff #mha bakugo #mha shouto #mha kaminari

[shotomyheart]

living nightmare

hawks x gn reader

synopsis: nightmares come during the day too

genre: hurt/comfort

warnings: ptsd, use of hawks’ real name (is that still a spoiler?), sad hawks, reader has hair

rq: yes

wc: 652

The sun is high in the sky by the time you and Keigo make it back to your apartment door. The two of you just shared a quick lunch, but it was perfect; full of Keigo’s wild stories, more than a few flirtations, and his hand engulfing yours.

You’ve only been dating a little over a month, still in the honeymoon phase of your relationship, and while you love everything he has to offer, you know he’s holding back.

It’s clear when he has a bad day; he can’t stop fidgeting, his grip is stronger, his eyes are always looking around, surveying every person and thing, but whenever you ask him, he’ll swiftly move the conversation to you and how he can help you. As sweet as his intentions, you want a partnership where you help each other. You want to help him become a better man, a happier man.

Just as he’s about to kiss you goodbye, a loud bang echoes in the streets. Keigo immediately covers your body with his, his wings pointed and still, ready for action. He scans his surroundings and lifts a few feathers if he needs assistance; he finds nothing but an old car starting up and driving away.

He can feel your arms wrap around his chest, your hand landing on his thumping heart. He stays still for a moment, breathing in and out, before turning to you with a forced smile, “Eh, sorry about that, must’ve been the car. I’ll text ya when I get off work, yeah?” He quickly kisses your forehead before attempting to escape from the serious conversation he is destined to have.

“Keigo,” your voice is soft. Are you tired of him? Is he being too much? He turns to face you, to see worry fill your eyes. “Come inside for a bit,” you intertwined your fingers with his as you walk him inside. His wings slump as you lead him to your couch.

Tension weighs the air and he feels like he could choke. When he sits down, he is surprised to feel your entire body take him in a hug. As you rub circles on his shoulders, he completely relaxes at your caring touch.

“Do you,” your voice is muffled by his chest, “wanna talk about it?” You can feel his muscles tense, then he forces himself to relax again.

“Talk about what?” You can hear his nervous smile.

You lift your head to look up at him, raising your hand to lightly cup his face, “You’re not alone, Keigo.” His eyes grow in surprise from your vulnerable words. “You can talk to me.” You lightly trace his jaw with your finger, “The longer we’ve been dating, the more intense you are over every loud sound and suspicious character. It’s not healthy for you.”

It isn’t until you feel the tear itself fall on your finger that you realize he’s crying. You meet eyes again, and any bit of resistance left in him crumbles. He grabs you back into a tight hug, tucking your head into his chest with his large hand tangling itself in your hair.

“Every dark corner, I see him. And-and,” he takes a breath to calm down, but he’s slightly shaking, “there’s this sweatshirt that you have that’s the exact same shade of blue and I hid it, because, because I can’t even think straight when you wear it,” he’s shaking all over now. You’re not entirely sure what he’s talking about, but you know he’s done top secret missions he can’t talk about.

“Hey, it’s okay,” you snake your hand into his hair, lightly scratching his scalp, “you’re okay. I’m here.” He tightens his hug at your words. You continue to play with his hair, humming a random tune. This isn’t the solution he needs, he needs to talk to a professional, but for now, you can give him this moment of peace.

#dreams.are.made #daydreaming.comfort #daydream.drabble #hawks x gn!reader #hawks x reader #keigo takami x y/n #keigo takami x reader #keigo x reader #keigo takami #hawks fluff #hawks x you #hawks x self insert #hawks x gender neutral reader #mha #mha hawks #bnha hawks #bnha #fluff #hurt/comfort

[shotomyheart]

GOOGLE SEARCH: can anyone love?

ushijima x reader

synopsis: ushijima has some questions for google

warnings: angst

note: a little writing challenge: drabble under 200 words @doinmybesthere

edit: i wrote another drabble that takes place during “am i in love” paragraph right here it’s fluff but hurts more when paired with this story

wc: 139

No one taught Ushijima how to love.

GOOGLE SEARCH: what is romantic love?

How to care for someone, be reliable in a new way. His parents showed him a broken version, he can’t trust that. He worries he’s subconsciously learned it anyway.

GOOGLE SEARCH: am i in love?

But he can still feel it. The heart rush, the unfocused mind. He’s not sick, he’s already checked. Twice.

GOOGLE SEARCH: how to confess my love?

He knows he loves volleyball. And in many ways, love for you feels the same. The yearning for more. The feeling of being right where he should be. The feeling that he belongs.

GOOGLE SEARCH: how to cure a broken heart?

And just like volleyball, he can lose. And he does. And he’s not so sure what to do now.

GOOGLE SEARCH: can i be loved?

#daydreaming.nightmares #daydream.drabble #ushijima wakatoshi #hq ushijima #ushijima x y/n #ushijima x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu ushijima #ushiwaka #hq #hq angst #angst #haikyuu angst #ushijima angst #ushijima x you #ushijima drabble #ushijima imagine #wakatoshi x you #wakatoshi x reader #haikyuu wakatoshi

[shotomyheart]

wedding + nerves

characters: oikawa, atsumu, iwaizumi, kuroo, kita, lev, bokuto

fem reader

warnings: mild description of panic or uncomfortableness, some include stress between families

note: i meant this to be more of a poetic image, but each character got longer and longer...

Oikawa: in a forest of cherry blossoms. He calls you his fairy princess all day and night. After dinner, you two sneak away, the full moon lights up your path. Once the crowd’s cheering and laughter settle into a mere background noise, you lie down to watch the stars and redeclare your love in each other’s arms.

Atsumu: on a beach, four in the afternoon, the sun turning orange and the waves are calm. He calls you his sexy bride with his chest full of pride and adoration. Inside the white tent, people are having a great time, but it’s a bit claustrophobic. He notices you feel this way right away. He gentle takes your hand and excuses you two for a moment. You leave the tent and sit on a blanket outside. The sky is crystal clear, but you two only look at each other.

Iwaizumi: a traditional wedding. Whether that be a chapel or at a shrine, Shinto style. He’s happy to introduce new traditions with you if you have your own cultural desires. While he does want a typical japanese wedding, in the end, he doesn’t care where you are as long as he gets to marry you. That day his eyes will never leave yours, so he’ll catch it if you look at all uncomfortable during the long reception. If he sees this, he’ll hold your hand and whisper in your ear sweet compliments, vowing to love you forever. This is his first day as your husband, he takes his job seriously.

Kita: field full of wild flowers. The grass sways in the light breeze. It’s the early afternoon when you say your vows. It isn’t until night comes do you start to get antsy. Talking to so many distant family members and friends of friends it’s starting to wear you down. As you talked to more related strangers, you’d look at Kita in the corner of your eye to see him doing the same. But when he catches your gaze, he mouths “20 more minutes”. Then 10, then 5. Knowing you so well, he calculated when your social battery would run out and ended the wedding accordingly. Finally, you’re able to be in his arms in sweet silence, the air filled with love.

Bokuto: on a cliff in ireland: destination wedding. It was only supposed to be a vacation, but once you mentioned how beautiful the view of the ocean is on a bright green cliff, Bokuto couldn’t wait any longer to marry you. It was incredibly spontaneous. Bokuto offered to pay plane tickets for anyone that you desperately wanted to come but couldn’t afford it. In the end only a few family and friends came, but it was perfect. Unfortunately, Bokuto had hired a random man in a pub who said he could affiliate the wedding, which would’ve been fine if he had actually had the power to do so. When you arrived back in Japan, you found out the marriage certificate was fake so you had to remarry him in a townhall . But that’s okay, because Bokuto is happy to pronounce his love for you to anyone, anywhere, as many times as it takes.

Kuroo: small wedding in a castle on the countryside. It’s only you, the priest, and kenma and your best friend as witnesses. You wanted the special day to be all about you two. Of course, your families disagreed, so you had to promise a celebration the day before at a fancy restaurant by the sea. It was loud and overwhelming, the smell of fish only added on to your feelings of anguish. When your divorced aunt started giving unsolicited advice, Kuroo was your savior and talked his way out of it and brought you to the outdoors. Without saying anything, he curls his body over yours as you lean on the barrier. With closed eyes and soft kisses, you relax in his arms.

Lev: eloped. You two were just in the beginning of planning your wedding. It was stressful, to say the least, and the bills are already taking a toll. Lev could see this, the sun just touching your face asleep. Your eyebrows furrowed. You used to sleep so peacefully. This was his final straw and when he suggested just eloping, he’s surprised to see you so willing. You bought a simple wedding dress and he bought a fun checkered tan tuxedo both at a thrift store. With funky sunglasses, and cowboy boots, you two made your own vows promising to never stop loving each other and having fun.

Bonus

“So, how do I look, babe?” Bokuto walks out of the dressing room with a kilt and black tux on top.

“Uh, what’re you wearing?” Because your friends won’t be here until tomorrow, you promised to help pick out his outfit for the wedding.

“A skirt! We’re in Ireland after all,” he chuckles as if you were silly to ask.

“A kilt, actually. But you know that’s a tradition in Scotland, not Ireland?” You couldn’t help the hearts in your eyes at your soon-to-be-husband.

His eyes droop with his hair.

“Oh.”

“Don’t worry, you can still wear it.” You give him a kiss on the cheek.

He brightens, and cups your face, giving you plenty of kisses until the big day.

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #oikawa x y/n #oikawa toruu #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #lev x reader #lev x y/n #lev x you #fluff #hq #hq x y/n #hq x you #haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo x y/n #kuroo testuro #bokuto x yn #kotaro bokuto #kotaro bokuto x reader #bokuto x reader #atsumu x reader #atsumu x y/n #atsumu miya #kita shinsuke #kita x reader #hajime iwaizumi #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you

[shotomyheart]

priceless

oikawa x gn reader

genre: fluff, established relationship

synopsis: you ask your husband if he’s happy

warnings: tooth rotting fluff mixed with poetic language

note: happy belated oikawa; my number one🥰

wc: 557

The Argentina sunlight soaks into your skin like a hand tracing every vein. Dreams come to you at night and day, thoughts and ambitions flow your mind as your fingers smudge the pencil lines just right.

The ocean you portray in your journal has a similar resemblance to the one in front of you. The real thing holds a color of blue so rich and whole that you could never get right if you were to paint it, but you’re okay with that. Something about not capturing your honeymoon view makes the experience even more private; something only you and Tooru, right now, can observe.

The rented land has proven to be perfect for the two of you. Warmth hugs you every morning light, and at night, the sunless sky turns cold, urging you to crawl into your husband’s awaiting arms.

“Ru?” You call back from the terrace. Tooru hums from the large king bed, his hands busy writing down poetry. “Are you happy?” The scribbling stops. He rises from the bed and his naked feet pad loudly against the cold marbled floor.

He hasn’t shaved in days, you can easily feel his scruffle against your neck as he hugs you from behind. His cool air-conditioned skin refills you with life. His hair is soft and fluffy from the shower you two shared in the morning. Now that you’re married, every little thing feels intimate.

“Why would you ask such a ridiculous question, mi amor,” Tooru’s cheek presses against yours as you look out into the ocean.

Tooru reaches out and places his left hand on top of yours. The clinking of rings are a familiar sound. It is one of many sounds that say I love you, forever (others being: how you say ‘I do’, the sound of wet kisses from a long day, soft moans in the night, and even softer hello’s in the morning), but this one is a favorite.

He lightly taps your ring with his again, three times; I love you. He does it again as he gives you a kiss on your cheek, nudging his nose into your soft skin. He does it again, this time with the words out loud, because he just can’t help but tell you; I love you, I love you, I love you.

“Then why’re you crying?” You turn slightly towards him, but he doesn’t let you see his face, instead he buries himself in your neck with an occasional kiss.

He laughs, a little choked, “I can’t help it,” he moves out of your neck to finally look into your eyes, “I’m so happy it’s you that I get to love for the rest of my life.”

You kiss his cheek, it’s soft and smells like sunscreen. In return, he kisses your lips, slow and meaningful. You can barely hear his mumblings of his favorite lines of poetry, comparing you to a thousand beauties against your lips, demanding you to inhale each compliment and each declaration of love.

Your hands wander, feeling every curve and detail of his that you commit to memory. The journal behind you flips pages with the wind, exposing your hours of dedication to him and how his eyes light up when he accomplishes his every goal.

You are each other’s masterpiece, each other’s art. His favorite words are printed on your skin, your favorite colors bloom in his eyes.

Clink, clink, clink. The rings meet once again. I love you.

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #oikawa x gn reader #oikawa x y/n #oikawa x reader #oikawa toruu #oikawa x you #toru oikawa #toru oikawa x reader #oikawa #tooru x reader #hq poetry #hq oikawa #hq x y/n #haikyuu #haikyuu oikawa #fluff #oikawa fluff #toru x reader #hq

[shotomyheart]

passing days

shinso x gn reader

synopsis: hitoshi doesn’t know what to say, but he’s here for you, always

genre: comfort

warnings: unspecified sadness, could be depression could be not

rq: yes | sorry for only doing shinso, I didn’t feel very inspired with aizawa today <3

wc: 622

note: this is totally not based on me from saturday, nope not at all

You gaze upon the sun falling from your bedroom window with blurred eyes. You let out a sigh.

It was beautiful today, the sun shining after days of rain. You could feel the heated light through the window as you lied in bed, watching the day go by. You want to go out, you want to enjoy yourself with your friends, but there’s something holding you back.

Your phone buzzes. You could’ve sworn you already turned on silent.

12 messages from: Hitoshi <3

He had been texting throughout the day, not expecting an answer, but hoping for one. Now that the day has set, he should be home soon. You usually would make dinner, or start it and cook together with your boyfriend, but you can’t seem to move.

You curl up your fists. Why is this so hard? Customer’s complaints, high expectations, and never ending tasks to complete run in your mind, distracting you from every possible good thought.

A knock on the door. You can’t help but freeze your actions. Should you just pretend to sleep? To avoid the conversation you’re dreading?

It’s too late, Hitoshi walks in, water bottle in hand, and sits on the edge of the bed. For a moment it’s silent, just his hands rubbing your legs over the blanket you’ve wrapped yourself in. You wish you could feel his calming touch against your skin, but you can’t move, you’re exhausted, and you can’t do much else but lie there. Your thoughts keeping you up while your body tries to shut down.

Hitoshi calls your name with a low hum. You’ve always found his voice soothing. You’d joke how he could be a radio host and he’d immediately start imitating a boring weather segment that always made you laugh.

You turn your head to face him, but you regret it as soon as you see his worried eyes. Guilt rides up your throat, but Hitoshi sees through you and offers a small smile.

“I know it’s hard, but I’m here for you, you know that, right?” His words are slow and with the same low tone. He’s taking his time, trying not to say the wrong thing.

You nod subtlety.

“Can you sit up for me, love?” He scoots closer to you, dropping the water bottle by the bedside table and giving you a hand.

You push yourself up with his help. You’re a mess, you know, and him staring at you now makes you feel exposed, but he won’t let you lie back down.

“Good job, love,” he murmurs in your ear small words of praise as he grabs the water bottle and hands it to you, “I need you to drink some of this, okay?” You nod, simply because obeying is much easier right now than thinking. Thinking leads to stress, and then you’ll be stuck in your room for another day.

You drink a few sips until he raises an eyebrow and you drink a few more. It feels nice to be doted for and taken care of.

He makes you hold on to the water, determined you finished before sleeping. Hitoshi slides himself into bed, making you shuffle over to make more room. He easily fits himself against you, holding you to his chest while he kisses the top of your head.

“It’s going to be alright.” Those words broke you and your tears start up again, but it doesn’t hurt so much this time. Not when you have someone like Hitoshi to hold you in his arms with every ounce of love he has.

“I love you,” he says, over and over. He doesn’t know what else to say, so he says what he knows, “I love you, so much.”

#daydreaming.comfort #daydream.drabble #shinsou x reader #shinsou imagine #mha shinso hitoshi #mha shinso x reader #mha shinsou #hitoshi shinso x reader #shinso drabble #my hero academia #shinso x y/n #shinso x reader #my hero academia shinsou #fluff #shinso fluff #mha #bnha #shinso x gn reader #x gn reader #gender neutral reader #bnha shinso hitoshi #hitoshi shinso x y/n #hitoshi x reader

[shotomyheart]

full consumption

ushijima x gn reader

synopsis: ushijima wants more

genre: fluff if read independently, angst if read paired with this story

warnings: none

note: inspired by this story

wc: 236

Full consumption of anything is bound to be a problem, Ushijima thinks. After all, full consumption of potatoes: stomach ache. Full consumption of volleyball: exhaustion. No matter how much he loves both, he knows rest and a healthy plate are both essential for his living as a professional athlete.

But this? This makes him reconsider.

This being the feeling when you’re around. When your hand grazes his. When his smile grows with your laughter. When his thoughts continue to repeat: you, you, you with the softest tone he can muster.

This feeling is so strange, nothing he has ever felt before. He’s almost... giddy and that makes him confused, but it feels good. He likes how he feels when you’re around. You make him happy.

And he thinks, maybe he could get used to being consumed by this feeling; this feeling of love (it is love, he googled it).

Because he thinks he could never be tired of listening about your day, or how you hum while shopping, or how you say hello.

He could never be sick of your tight hugs, or your energetic ramblings, or your consistent presence in his life.

Yes, he’s certain now. If you’d let him, he will gladly take all of you. Every piece; he will hold like treasure. There’s nothing in this world he wouldn’t do for you and your happiness. As long as you’d let him. Will you?

#daydreaming.fluff #daydreaming.angst #daydream.drabble #ushijima angst #ushijima x you #haikyuu ushijima #ushijima wakatoshi #hq ushijima #ushijima fluff #haikyuu #hq #ushijima x reader #ushiwaka #toshi x reader #wakatoshi fluff #wakatoshi x you #wakatoshi x reader #haikyuu wakatoshi #hq fluff #hq angst #gender nuetral reader #gn reader

[shotomyheart]

life and death

synopsis: the grim reaper, the soul collector, death has a guilty pleasure; life.

shoto x gn reader

genre: fluff

warnings: i don’t ever introduce death as shoto but i imagine him nevertheless

wc: 663

Death finds love in an open garden.

Centuries ago, this garden held only wild flowers and trees, but the town plants each seed delicately, and suddenly it became a forest of life. Its public domain lets anyone wander in, but these days not many do. A couple of older citizens keep up the maintenance, but it has been years since Death has been disturbed when he visits.

Today he finds you, sitting in the middle, taking it all in. You have a sketch book by your side, filled with scribbles and almost-masterpieces; some of people, but mostly flowers and the lives that live amongst them.

You hum with the bees, sway with the leaves, and sigh with the wind. You have become a part of the land you so graciously love, and Death wonders what that is like.

You are as warm as the sunlight when you smile at him; Death. His cool exterior doesn’t falter, but he’s surprised to see you wave him over.

“Enjoying the garden?” You ask, your heart beats the same tune as the Earth, Death notes.

“Yes, I am.” His voice is low and hollow, but you are not deterred. He steps closer, away from the shadows, away from the cover of darkness he knows so well. “This is my favorite place to be.” He pads his way closer to you, but decides to sit on the bench, a few feet away. He doesn’t want to go too close, he’s not sure what would happen. Normally, others don’t even notice his presence, despite that he has met everyone and everything, and he will meet everyone and everything again, when the time is right.

“Me too,” you dreamily sigh as you stand up from the grass. Your shoes are off so you can feel connected with Earth and you don’t bother putting them back on when you move closer to him. You’re just about to sit next to him when a dead flower touching his shoulder catches your eye. You quickly pluck it and twiddle it between your fingers. The color has drained and all signs of life have sunk into the ground.

“Flowers are so delicate,” Death murmurs sadly. “It doesn’t have enough life force to stand a single touch.” You look at him oddly, but remain silent as you pet the petals. They remain as soft as they were alive, albeit more crumbled.

“Have you never held a flower?” Your eyes are blown in curiosity and wonderment. He shakes his head. You hum in thought, once again matching the bees’ songs. You twirl around to find a single wild flower, one that hadn’t been planted so it will not be missed by any of its keepers.

You sit back next to him, he is highly aware of your knees almost touching his. You’re facing him with a smile and you hold out your hand that pinches the stem of the pretty blue plant.

Death raises his eyebrows, “I’ve told you, they will die by my touch.”

You shake your head like he had said something silly, “then don’t touch the flower.” With your other hand, you grab his own that lay on his lap and place it on top of yours. With a strange ease and familiarity, he covers your hand with his. With your hand so small compared to his, he engulfs it so well it looks like he is the one holding the flower. He greedily stares at the illusion, but he knows he can’t hold on too long, or else you will die.

Softly, he lets go, but his smile makes the small head ache you’ve received worth it.

You leave soon after, with a small goodbye, but no promise to see each other again; but you will, he knows and he is happy to wait. Because even though he has lived for longer than human kind, for the first time, he can still feel the warmth of life at the palm of his hands.

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #shoto todoroki #shoto x reader #shoto x y/n #mha shoto #shoto fluff #fluff #mha fluff #my hero academia #todoroki x reader #mha #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x you #shouto todoroki #mha shouto #bnha #bnha shoto x reader #bnha shoto todoroki #bnha fluff #gender neutral reader #shoto x gn!reader

[shotomyheart]

the better man

synopsis: atsumu is distracted, but not enough

unrequited atsumu x f reader | osamu x f reader

genre: angst

warnings: sad tsumu, suggestive content but nothing too bad

wc: 442

note: inspired by this story [again lol]

“Ya shouldn’t sleep around when yer in love,” Osamu’s voice echoes against the speakers of the club. Atsumu just can’t get rid of him! He’s downed 4 shots, but Osamu’s voice stays, even as he grips another’s waist and pulls them closer. She giggles and she moves harder against his black jeans. Her movements are sloppy, but Atsumu doesn’t mind. They served as a good enough distraction.

When the night grows darker, he asked her to come over to his place, she agreed with a smile. Both pair of hands are on each other in the taxi, exploring each other with haste. When the taxi rolls to a stop in front of the small flat Atsumu owns, they climb the stairs to the door and his brother’s voice rings out again, “Ya shouldn’t sleep around when yer in love.”

But how can he not when he loves kissing her plump lips. He loves the starry look in her eye when they finally stop, only to take a breath and dive back in. He loves how she clings to his shirt and moans so prettily.

He loves so much, why isn’t it enough?

Why does he still long for your lips to be against his? Why does he often stay up at night thinking about how that day you smiled at him?

Why do you have to be Osamu’s girl?

Why does everyone choose Osamu over him? The better friend, the better student, the better son.

Atsumu is certain he could be the better boyfriend, if you just hadn’t met Osamu first.

It didn’t matter you met only a week later, as soon as you and Osamu met eyes, you were his and he was yours. Besides, even if Atsumu had tried to catch your eye when you did meet, it was too late. He had already heard how great you were from Osamu. He couldn’t betray his brother like that, not after how much and how long he talked about you for.

So he continues to kiss the stranger, hoping to find something even better under the strawberry tasting lipgloss. Maybe find someone softer under her thin dress than the look you give to him when you say you’re proud of his accomplishments. Find someone more worthy of his time than you who keeps him up all night wishing you were next to him. Find someone better than you. But it’s futile, he knows it. Because he is certain there is no one better suited for him than you.

And he thinks, for the first time in his life, he will settle for second. If he could just have someone to love.

#daydreaming.nightmares #daydream.drabble #bedroom.daydreams #atsumu x reader #atsumu drabble #atsumu miya #atsumu x you #atsumu angst #angst #hq #haikyuu #haikyuu atsumu #hq atsumu #hq angst #atsumu x y/n #miya twins #female reader #atsumu x female reader

[shotomyheart]

how’d he react: camping trip!

characters -> oikawa, kenma, lev, osamu, suga, kuroo

gn reader

warnings: i’m not sure what camping is like in japan so this might be americanized, sorry! minor angst in oikawa’s but ends fluffy

note: i really like how the bonus drabble for osamu turned out, so make sure to read it!

Oikawa

Oikawa loves the idea of camping. He has camped in his backyard before, but always thought camping in the forest would be so much better. He absolutely wants to do it and will beg to go with you so you two can look at the stars together but as soon as you actually make it to the woods he’s complaining.

He announces his thirteenth bug bite with a loud whine, “Thirteen, thirteen!” Luckily you brought bug spray, but for whatever reason he keeps getting attacked and he’ll be like, “Well, I am delicious.” He’s also constantly tired (“My feet hurt, yn-chan!”), always hungry (“I think it’s the perfect time for a snack break!”), and talks nonstop as you hike (“What do you mean ‘enjoy the sounds of nature’?”).

Once you reach the campground at the top of the mountain, the two of you hurriedly start to unpack. Unfortunately, setting up the tent turns out to be exhausting and temperaments become high from the frustration. Feelings won’t simmer until the night covers the sky and the two of you sneak glances at each other because the camp fire lights up your faces so delicately, you two can’t help it. As the crickets start their songs, Oikawa silently moves to hug you from behind. You easily relax in his arms, moving only to be closer to his chest. The rest of the night is spent in hushed voices and whispered laughs.

Kenma

Bravo for convincing Kenma to leave the comfort of his home to go into the wilderness. Kenma has never found an interest in camping. Bug bites, no wifi, nothing about it seemed ideal, but you begged him to go with you with the preface if he didn’t, you’d go alone, and as much as he hates camping, he’d rather not let you die by being mauled by a bear.

He promises he’ll set everything up and not to worry about anything but what to eat. When the weekend comes, you drive to where he instructed (I headcanon Kenma hates driving) to a safe camping spot he rented out. When you arrive, you see a large wooden cabin completed with air conditioning, wifi, and satellite. Oh well, maybe you can convince him to roast marshmallows with your electric fire place.

Lev

You didn’t have to convince Lev too much when you said you wanted to go camping. Lev loves camping when he travels to Russia to visit his Grandparents. He couldn’t often go into town easily, since he doesn’t speak the language, but in the wild woods you don’t need to talk to anyone else anyway.

It takes a long start on the road because Lev had to keep turning around when he forgot something (which happened many many times). When you finally reach your destination, it’s a beautiful piece of woods next to a stream. Lev helps you set up through trial and error (his tent’s instructions were in Russian, that usually his cousin would read to him), but he never became mad or frustrated, determined to give you the best experience. He smiles and laughs making the entire chore painless and fun.

The weekend was a complete success, the highlight of your trip being Lev catching a fish with his bare hands.

Osamu

Osamu was neither excited nor dreading camping. On one hand, it’ll make you happy, and that’s his number one priority. He also wouldn’t mind trying to cook over a fire, but on the other hand; camping sounds boring as hell. He’s gone before, a few times with the family, but most of his memories are of Atsumu competing him in everything: who’s faster at making a tent? Osamu. Who can jump into the nearby river first? Atsumu. Back and forth they fought, lasting all weekend. And while he’s happy to know his brother won’t be joining, he can’t help wonder what there even is to do?

By the time the two of you set everything up, Osamu starts to itch in boredom, but to be a good boyfriend, he follows your lead. The weekend is spent full of jumping into rivers, catching fish for dinner, outdoor cooking, hiking, dancing to the radio, and kissing under the stars. It was a kind of peace only you could bring, he thinks. This trip makes him think further into the future, and how he’ll try his best to keep you in it.

Suga

Suga has gone camping before with Daichi and Asahi. They always had a lot of fun and they always ended up with loads of wild stories. When you suggested it, he was all for it! He did briefly wonder how differently camping will be with you rather than with his friends.

While he knew it’d be different, he embraced the change of pace. Camping with his friends is loud and rambunctious, but camping with you is peaceful and quiet. The two of you had your fun, but Suga learns to really appreciate the moments of tranquility. When he can wrap you in his arms you while you watch the sun set. Or the morning after where he’d make some hot chocolate for you to wake up to watch the sun rise. The moments when he can hold your hand. Those were his favorites.

Kuroo

Kuroo loves to spoil you, so when you bring up wanting to go camping with him, he suddenly has his wallet open. The week went by slowly, the anticipation of camping with your boyfriend who has been secretly buying things for the trip behind your back is almost too much. The day finally comes and you meet him at the campsite. There he is grinning, patting something under a cloak in the bed of his rundown truck. With a simple quirk of an eyebrow, he reveals what’s under the blanket: a brand new couple’s kayak, tent, and essentials all still with tags on. Don’t bother telling him he didn’t need to buy all of this, because he’s so excited he won’t listen either way.

Your weekend is full of trial and error, but each mistake lead to wholesome moments between you too. His favorite moment was when you tipped over the kayak because there was a spider and the two of you, wet and playfully fighting, kiss to make up. Your favorite moment was when Kuroo was determined to set the tent up by himself and he somehow got tangled up in it, resulting in many blackmail photos. All in all, the both of you only fell harder for each other and will definitely camp again in the future.

BONUS: osamu drabble

Osamu had one other reason he didn’t particularly want to go camping. He ends up always catching a cold and one thing he absolutely can’t stand is getting sick. He has such a bad attitude towards it, even Atsumu doesn’t want him to get sick. First, he denies the symptoms, if he thinks he’s healthy; he’ll stay healthy, is his motto. Next, he’ll be bundled up and will complain about the weather every two minutes because he’s just so cold. And worst of all; his nose grows the brightest red. Atsumu has an oh-so-clever nickname that absolutely boils Osamu’s blood: Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer. And while Atsumu can’t stand hearing Osamu cry about how the temperature supposedly keeps dropping, or how he can’t even say hi without being growled at, his love to piss his brother off outweighs that.

This all becomes abundantly clear, when you return home from your successful camping trip and as soon as he steps through the door of his house; he sneezes.

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #oikawa x reader #kenma x reader #lev x reader #osamu x reader #suga x reader #sugawara x reader #kuroo x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #oikawa tooru #kenma kozume #lev haiba #osamu miya #sugawara koushi #kuroo testuro #x gn reader #oikawa x gn reader #kenma fluff #fluff #hq fluff #lev x you #hq osamu #suga x you #kuroo tetsuro scenarios #drabble #hq drabbles

[shotomyheart]

Suna headcanons

i am still learning about japanese culture so I’m sorry if it is at all americanized

i also don’t read manga so I’m sorry if theres anything that contradicts

warnings: i say the word pissed, idk if thats a swear or not? i refer suna as a stoner, in the drabble: death of worm <\3

-is v good with memorizing poetry, not that he particularly likes it, but it comes easy to him

-generally good at his literature classes because of this

-likes rap, but not so much hard rap, more like rap about smoking on the beach

-hes a stoner, prefers blunts

-has THE cutest giggle his eyes get squinty and its high pitched and soft 🥰

-hes not as emotionless as fanon thinks, thats mostly just what outsiders see but when hes in a chill environment he doesn’t suppress a smile

-LOVES bacon and will absolutely steal it off your plate and if you say anything he will deny it with his whole being while reaching for another piece

-every easter and christmas he has to go to church and his parents make him part his hair even more with his hair tucked behind his ears and he HATES it

-he usually avoids fights but atsumu is one of the few that can get him pissed enough to throw his entire body and just tackle him

-he doesn’t do it often but he can whistle perfectly

-likes his nails painted black and lets his little sister do it🥺

-has his own secret stash of butterfly clips for his hair when he plays video games

-clicks his pen when he’s anxious

-eats cereal at midnight sometimes (his fav being lucky charms)

-movie geek and will tell you little facts about the movie while watching

-his favorite junk food snacks are ahoy cookies and jolly ranchers (particularly the green and red)

-prefers socks over barefoot bc he’s a little insecure

-believes in aliens and loves to theorize with you

-when he was younger he collected rubber ducks (ya know the ones with costumes so they’re all unique) and he doesn’t use them anymore but he still collects them and says its for his little sister but really he’s just proud of his collection

BONUS: drabble

When Suna was small, he had a keen interest in bugs, just like many other boys his age (iwa). He never caught them, more just admired them and tested himself how close he could get before they flew or hopped away. This practice may even be the reason he is seen as so calm as an adult.

He never had an interest in capturing these small creatures, he just thought they looked neat. But there is one being that he absolutely loved: worms. Maybe it was because his parents never allowed him a pet, and he thought a worm would be the easiest pet to take care of. (Once he brought one inside begging his mom to let him keep it and she screamed at the wiggly being in her face as she was making a fruit cake. The scream startled Suna and he dropped it right in the middle.) Maybe it was because he’s never seen anything so unique like worm: no clear head, no eyes or face, no legs, to Suna, worms were amazing.

One day, Suna brought a clear cup outside and dug in his mother’s garden for some fresh soil. Setting his cup of dirt to the side, he continued to dig in different places around the garden. After about a half an hour, he found a big healthy earth worm. With excitement, he grabs his clear cup of dirt and introduces his new worm friend to a “delicious meal”. Sadly, just as he is about to drop his new friend into the cup, a bird overheard his talk of a delicious meal, and snatched up his friend and flew off. Suna stays still for a moment, not believing what he had just seen. Then, his eyes start to water and he immediately drops the cup and runs inside to his mom sobbing. His mom was so sad to see her son so upset, she didn’t even bother scolding him for digging up the garden. Luckily for her, that was the last time Suna went looking for worms.

Bonus BONUS

To this day, after it rains, Suna goes outside and saves all of the worms he passes by placing them back into the dirt so they don’t dry up on the pavement or get eaten.

#daydream.headcanon #daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #suna rintaro imagine #suna fluff #suna rintaro headcanons #suna rinatro #haikyuu suna #suna headcanons #suna hcs #hq suna #haikyuu headcanons #suna x you #suna x reader #suna rintarō #suna rintarou #hq x reader #haikyuu x reader #hcs #hq hcs #haikyuu #haikyuu fluff

[shotomyheart]

the four stages of knowing him

kuroo x reader

warnings: awkward use of finger guns and each paragraph mentions them for some reason? Fluff

note: let me know if you want this to be a series, and ask for your fav hq boy! check who i write for first tho :)

When passing by his crush, you, he shoots you finger guns, tilts his head up as a greeting, his shoulders are lifted to his ears while he ducks his head, with a low, “hi,” and he doesn’t move from the uncomfortable position... and he still hasn’t moved... oh god this is now getting awkward. You give him a small wave with a chuckle and move on your day. He slouches out of his position and face palms.

His hands are stuffed in his pockets giving off the illusion of calm and collected. Of course he’s only doing this to avoid you seeing his shaking hands or god forbid he finger guns you again. When he asks you out it’s a bit fumbled speech, you’ll have to ask him again what he said because he keeps cutting himself off with a new idea. Eventually you understand and you smile because he’s cute and you can now tell he’s nervous by his twitching smile.

If you pretend to shoot him, he’ll yell out something along the lines of, “My darling! The betrayal!” And slowly and over exaggerated, he pretends to die. No matter where you are. You always laugh and that’s why he does it. He wants to hear it the rest of his life.

Kuroo doesn’t bother cracking a joke for the audience, nor does he look back to see Kenma dressed in his best attire to give him reassurance. His eyes stay on you. He knows this is what he wants, he is sure of it. He doesn’t need anyone else’s approval but yours. So he waits. He waits for that precious moment when you seal the deal with two words. And when that moment comes, he kisses you with every ounce of love he has.

Bonus

His hands are stuffed in his pockets again, just like when he first asked you out. It’s been a few years since then, but his smile still twitches when he’s nervous. The walk along the beach is beautiful and pleasant. He’s convinced he saw a shark, though you doubt it, you encourage him with questions like “How big was it?” “Did it look hungry?” And when his fear is heightened, you’ll try to push him into the water. He only stumbles, water barely grazes over his feet, but his screech makes you cackle as he sprints away. When he’s at a safe distance, he checks his pockets again, you’re still laughing, bent over not paying attention. His smile eases as his fingers feel the soft felt of the small box that holds every promise he is about to give.

#daydreaming.fluff #daydream.drabble #kuroo x reader #kuroo x y/n #kuroo x you #kuroo testuro #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsuro scenarios #kuroo tetsuro fanfiction #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!! #hq #hq x reader #hq x you #hq x y/n #fluff #kuroo fluff