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tsudelune · 2 years

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hii! may i get some hcs for toya pining over his crush? thanks in advance and take care !!

'' ooh i'm in love , it's a mystery ,,

- toya aoyagi x reader

a/n : sorry i took a while!! i had to search up, ask my friends, do research to find out what pining was. embarrassing but i got it done...hopefully correctly, and mostly hoping this is enough. my pianist/violinist self is showing in this. had fun writing this out!

warnings : poor toya lovesick, obssessive behaviour(?) but it’s just toya liking you. a lot.

style : hc style (bullets)

before toya had the confidence.

- poor toya. he’s a literal lovesick puppy.

- VBS themselves can tell WHO toya likes. it’s sadly that pathetic...

- akito probably talked to toya about it, and gave him...”tips.” kohane overheard and left when toya noticed...

akito : so basically, you do....(insert tips here)

toya : *listening intently*

kohane, around the corner : oh.

- he’d probably try his best to talk to you, but eventually it’s too late!- you’ve already left the room.

- if he were to talk to you even for a minute, toya would be so proud of himself.

- if you attend the same school as him, you’ll probably meet him once in a while at the library, since he’s a part of the library commitee (i think)

- he reads the book you’re reading, and tries to strike a conversation but it doesn’t work

- he’d once in a while get you a gift and leave it on your desk.

- though, eventually toya gains courage and confidence bit by bit to approach you.

becoming friends. steadily.

- as you become friends, learning more about eachother, his love for you is beautiful.

- toya would be the SWEETEST BOY towards you.

- if this was before his character development, he’d try his best to smile around you. it’d be an awkward smile...i bet you probably asked if he’s forcing his smile.

- whenever you’re feeling sad, he’d do anything to cheer you up. heck, he’ll play the piano for you.

- he’d serenade you with the most beautiful pieces...THINKING ABOUT TOYA PLAYING LIEBESTRAUM IM CRYING

- you guys would hangout at the arcade, have little study session once in a while, and especially go to cafes (of course weekend garage)

toya tells you.

- slowly with time, you start to enjoy being around him! VBS is SHAKING in their boots, HYPERVENTILATING and SOBBING to tell you how much toya likes you.

- eventually, on a beautiful spring day, he decides to tell you. akito, an, and kohane probably helped!

- and on the day, he told you to meet up at weekend garage. you said sure, and waited for him there.

- after striking a conversation about school, music, studying...it’s time.

toya : “i have to tell you something.”

y/n : “hm? what is it?”

toya, turning red, saying it really quietly : “i like you.”

y/n, who surpringsly heard it : “oh.”

- toya thought he was going insane. how could he get the confidence to tell you that he likes someone as perfect as you?

- when toya heard you laugh and smile at him, he was relieved.

- VBS went WILD. they congratulated the two of you, and all of you sat down at the table, to tell you both how crazy it was to keep everything they witnessed, in their mind, not telling either of you. props to VBS!

- toya will forever remember this, and so will you. how cute!

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colorseeingchick · 3 years

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Hey Can I ask for a self ship date pls ? I’m a 18yo girl who is 173 cm of chaos and my heart has been stolen by Kise Ryouta from KNB 😩.

We may be very different, he’s more of a warm and a social person while i’m cold in the clouds and ambiverted but his smile, his laugh and how he’s dedicated in basketball made me lose it. I find his whole personality interesting even the more cold and ugly parts of him and he has the pretty face for him too but i’m not the kind of person who can just fall for apparence. He have such a voice too 😳 He has that charming aura, playful but yet still lighthearted and funny. He being two-faced surprisingly don’t bother me that much somehow i understand from where hes coming from. I relate a lot to his overachiever and need to handle all things himself to the point of hurting. As a basketb fan i am also enamored w his way of playing, i gen think he is the best of gom he always do his best to the point of barely breathing and honestly i relate to this too when im into something i love. His quick learning abilities are hyper and i like how Kise try to be honest w himself. I like also the balance he have w masculine and feminine energy and don’t mind him being a dork. His relationship w others characters are gold too like w Aomine and i can see him showing me affection to my touch starved self and just general affection i lack in general even if i don’t say it. Also i can imagine a certain dynamic between us where no one is the lead of the couple but we’re on equal terms.

Now more about me i am an ENTP 8w7, I am independent, creative, honest, prideful and « generous » i don’t think that last one much but my close one describe me like this. I’m very curious, likes experimenting and new things. I am funny/sarcastic, playful and as it iam very memeable but surprisingly top student here who doesn’t behave like it at all both in class and just in general. My aesthetic is a weird mix of everything i love so i am both a tomboy, alt and a baddie somehow. I am into law and economics studies and can talk french, korean and spanish as i learn languages in my free time by myself. I do read, write, draw and listen to music, play all sort of games including sports, get on a walk from time to time, eat cuz food is delicious and just learn in general. I have kind of ✨trust issues ✨so i don’t have many friends. But you sure will have fun w me ! I don’t about chill i have some temper but sure im pretty cool and open minded ! In love i really am a mess, i’m easily flustered but act cool to hide it and because of that i look like someone confident and mysterious except i am not the first one and ugh im lowkey a tsundere so it’s difficult to assume my feelings. But i swear i try !

Thank you for reading me ! I hope i didn’t bother you much.

You didn't bother me at all hun! This was a lot of fun to write so I hope you enjoy :) I think I have a pretty fun date planned for you two if I do say so myself hehe.

Premise: Kise got to know you throughout high school, and saw you as different from his other fangirls. Even though it wasn’t basketball, you also stood out at the top of your class, making you noticeable to Kise. You were actually a good friend (a cute friend at that) and he decided that he wanted to take you on a date during your 3rd year (once the basketball season was over and he had time to make for you). Knowing how fun you are, he had the perfect plan.

As you look into the mirror to examine your outfit, your phone buzzes with the “I’m hereeee ;)” text. You’d decided to lean into your tomboy vibes, given that Kise told you to ‘get ready to do stuff,’ which was not very informative, but exciting nonetheless.

As you walk out, you’re greeted by the blonde man dressed handsome as ever, a dark long sleeve shirt with fitting jeans, his silver hoop shining as the sun starts to set.

“Ready Y/N-chi?” He asks you, smiling as he overdramatically offers his hand for you to grab.

“Ready as ever~” you say as you grab his hand. He pulls you close and winks, flustering you right from the start.

“If I remember correctly, you said something about this being the best date I ever go on?” You take your chance to poke fun at him as well.

“Oh honey, it will be.” You can see the way his eyes shine and his mischievous grin as he walks with a nice hop in his step, guiding you towards the train station.

The train ride was pleasant, his hands protectively on your shoulder and a mean glare on his pretty features when other men looked at you or got too close, but his face was calm as he comfortably bantered with you (you on the other hand were quite unbothered by it all). Once you finally arrived at your destination, you found yourself in the lively district of the city, flooded with restaurants and shops all open late night.

“I forgot how beautiful this area is at night!” You can’t help but say as you look at all the beautiful lights and architecture.

“I had to take a pretty girl to a pretty place, you know?” He squeezes your hand as he drags you along once again, until you end up at your destination.

“I think this’ll be a lot of fun,” he says to you as he pushes open the doors to the arcade, letting all the dark lights and glowing games illuminate your sight.

He buys the coins for you both to play (He’d asked prior if it’d be okay for him to pay for you this date, and you’d agreed), and you set off to play all sorts of games.

It was a lot of fun for the both of you. While the games were enjoyable, playing them with him made it all the better. He also never missed an opportunity to flirt with you, and playing games made it easy. Both of you being overachievers, with Kise being a quick learner and you being open to trying new things made the experience amazing.

“Here, stand like this and loosen your wrists up for a better shot.” you both were playing the basketball game, and to no surprise Kise had absolutely killed it. Now here he is, helping adjust your shot. Standing behind you, he lightly adjusts your waist, turning you a little bit to help your footing. His hands then move up to your shoulders, then down to your wrists, helping guide your form and placement on the ball. While you were learning from him, it was hard to focus with him this close to you. “Y/N-chi, you can focus on me later. You should focus on your shot for now.” He says lowly, teasingly, watching carefully as your face erupts into red. He really did love teasing you, the usually calm, collected, confident top student.

Admittedly, you feel like you got back at him when you watch him try the crane game (the ones filled with stuffed animals) and he couldn’t get it after 7 tries. The frustration was clear in his face, his impatience rising.

“This game is rigged, I know it!”

You ask to try and of course he complies. However, he’s not ready for you to get a cute little stuffed panda on your first try. Suddenly, he’s a lot more embarrassed than you were earlier.

“You definitely used magic or something.” His pout is both adorable and hilarious to you.

You laugh as you hand him the panda. “Here!”

Looking down at the panda and then looking back up at you, he asks, “for me? But you won it!”

“But I want you to have it. It’s cute like you, Kise-kun.”

A huge smile crosses his face as he pulls you into a hug, spinning you around. “Y/n-chi!!!! You’re so generous!! Giving me your stuffed panda~ I’ll take good care of it.”

You have a nice laugh as you watch Kise end the night out by playing Dance Dance Revolution, not afraid to be a bit flamboyant as he goes all out with the footwork and does really well at the game.

After collecting all your tickets, Kise takes you up to the rewards table, telling you that he knows exactly what he wants to get.

“And we have enough tickets for it! Great.”

You can’t help but smile when Kise points to the GIANT stuffed panda hanging on the wall.

“I thought you weren’t the type to return favors,” you recall what he said during a game with Seirin from a long while back.

He blushes, thinking about what he said. “I’m not, just one upping you,” he jokes, sticking his tongue out at you, letting you nudge him in return.

“Do you wanna get food, Y/N-chi?” He asks, his arm wrapped around your shoulder.

“Sure, from where?”

“You decide. I decided on the arcade, you can decide dinner.” He looks at you with a smile, thinking back on how fun the whole night had been. “But I get to decide dinner next time.”

“Next time?” You shoot back, eyebrows raised, a smile forming on your face. “Who said I’d go out with you a next time?”

At your comment, his smile falters as he stares at you for a good second. He gets all serious suddenly, pulling you close (with a giant panda pressed into your side) and making you look into his eyes. “Y/N-chi, would you please go out with me again? Tell me you will!”

Giggling, you smile up at him. “Of course, Kise-kun.”

He sighs out and hums in approval, before pressing a small kiss onto your cheek. “Call me Ryouta.”

Ahhh I hope you enjoyed it! I tried to incorporate as many elements as I could! Please do let me know what you think <3 this was so fun!!!!

#knb #knb matchup #kuroko no basquet #kuroko no basket #kise ryouta #kise fluff #CSC hits 200 #colorseeingchick milestone

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softboyscully · 4 years

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Public School Stuff I Wanted to Share

public school is both beautiful and horrifying am i right

so ill just go by the grades i guess

Kindergarten, first year

i did kindergartden at a catholic school in a relativly big city so this one’s got some shit

we went to church every wednesday, me and best friend (lost track of her when we moved, wish we’d stayed in touch, she was awesome) would giggle the whole time, pretty sure we made fun of jesus once, can’t remember why, possibly the hair

i had the nicest teacher, she was (as i remember her) young, blonde, and super sweet, that was the first and last year i ever had naptime

SPEAKING of naptime

i never slept during it

once i found what i remember being a nut of some sort on the ground, probably came off someone’s shoe

i grab it, turn to sarah (my best friend), say something about putting it up my nose

sarah, apparently having common sense, says, “no dont do it!! we’re supposed to be sleeping!!”

i put it up my fucking nose

try to get it out, just push it farther in

im crying a little bit now, that shit hurts

go up to my teacher

“you’re supposed to be asleep!”

“i have a nut up my nose and it wont come out”

teacher tries to get it out, but it wont budge

just. sends me back to my mat

that was it

the art room was tiny

like re-purposed broom closet tiny

there was a copy of the mona lisa in the hallway, someone had drawn ray bans on it with a pencil, never got replaced

there was a creepy-ass basement i went down to after school, we ate cheeseballs and sandwiches with some kind of meat, mayo, and that kinda yellow bread

someone broke his leg down there once, think an older kid threw him at the ceiling or something

we learned how to play Silver Bells with actual bells in music class

Kindergarten, second year

i remember these two teachers as the evil step sister-type look, but it might be my little kid imagination

but seriously they were horrible

we learned stuff in a room that was more middle-school styled, except everything was green or black and it was v dark

me and sarah attained a new friend, john

honestly i think we would’ve stayed friends for a while if i didnt move away

i have two vivid memories

one is of me really wanting to go home, so i walked by the teacher’s desk and did a fake sneeze

they laughed at me and told me to go sit back down

the other is john leaning his chair back and then falling, so me and sarah went to help him back up

it was funny, so he did it again

and again

me and sarah were laughing, had the time of our lives

after the maybe fifth time the teachers said “john can get back up by himself. sit down and stay there.”

one of the reasons we moved was bc i got sent a letter from my fourth grade buddie

most of the words weren’t spelled correctly, many letters were backwards

my mother was horrified

ofc now we know it was probably a learning disability

1st grade

this is when i moved

beginning of school i was ASTOUNDED we didnt have uniforms, one of the best things ever to happen to me

nothing wrong with this teacher, she was cool

thing is i was a little shit

told everyone my dogs died (they did but i was maybe three when it happened, i remember it not)

all my personal narratives were bullshit (only one sticks in my memory, wrote it about celebrating christmas AND hanukkah with my dad’s friends who were jewish, i have never even met those friends)

had a crush on this kid, best friend (she was terrible and helped wreck me emotionally) told me to kiss him in music class. me being a stupid ass bitch, i did it, aND HE GOES TO THE TEACHER AND CALLS ME OUT. at the end of class she gets both of us to stay for a bit, AND I DENYIED EVERYTHING. i walked across the fucking classroom, kissed him on the cheek, ran away giggling, told my teacher i didn’t do anything, AND GOT AWAY WITH IT. i’ve embarrassed myself further with this child but thats another story

2nd grade

i loved this teacher but honestly he was absolute shit

like. all he did was play the guitar and sing with us

never actually taught us stuff???

middle of the year, my mom goes in for a parent-teacher conference, he tells her i dont pay attention is math.

“what do you mean?”

“she doesn’t listen, she just takes out a book and starts reading.”

“........have you.... tried taking the book away?”

“sure, i could try that.”

“o....kay”

he also told her i’d be a girl who’d grow up to love spellcheck (which i do lmao)

like ???? why not just??? teach me to spell????

there was this one dude who one day showed up, gave me a pink stuffed cat, and then asked me where i lived

funniest thing was he lived on the same street as me

something that is vivid in my memory is showing up to class one day and realizing that i was wearing my regular clothes over my pajamas

also we had fish

every day someone else was in charge of feeding them

one of the times it was my job, i grab the fish food and walk over to the tank only to find all of the fish floating on the top

i screamed “THE FISH CAN FLY?!?!?!?!?!”

everyone ran over, all of us scarred for life when Mr. G walks over and goes in the most normal voice ever “no theyre dead”

we held a funeral

the cause of death is still undetermined

3rd grade

this year just draws a blank for me

all i know is that whoever the teacher was, they neglected to teach me how to tell time from a clock

also we learned the Cotten Eyed Joe dance in gym around here

4th grade

i had two teachers this year

one was the same one from 1st grade, the other one was a total bitch

made a girl named hannah ball her eyes out once, never apologized

i was (and am) and avid reader, so my reading skills were high above average

instead of being proud of me she told me i was weird, not normal, and too smart for a 4th grader, so i MUST be cheating.

she was the start of a lot of self confidence issues for me ngl

this was around the time i went and got tested for ADHD (me and my grandmother almost broke down on the highway but thats another story), Mrs. M (the nice one) was super supportive when i told her why i was leaving early but Ms. S (bitch) told me ADHD wasn’t real and i just wanted to be special for once

she sucked, Ms. S

5th grade

this is getting super long so this’ll be the last one i do

but my teacher..... Mr. F was A+++++

he legitimately taught me math

we had i guess like,,, a buddie class we switched with sometimes

the teacher of that class was Mrs. R, who had crazy red hair and many freckles

at one point she referenced a meme and my entire class started screaming

also there was another Mrs. S (to differentiate this one will be called Mrs. Su)

she was kind of crazy

she was the astronomy teacher and she told us many times that the moon landing was faked

once she handed out sunscreen and had everyone put it on their whole body (this was in december, fyi)

Mr. F also hosted an ‘archeological dig’ which sounds cool but in reality he had a bunch of arcade prizes from his childhood buried in little flower pots we dug into with plastic spoons

also heres some stuff i cants pinpoint the time of/happened in multiple grades:

someone held a who-can-scream-the-most-like-a-goat contest

a guy named Makenzie won

remember we planned it while the teacher left the classroom so the teacher walks back in and one by one everyone in the room starts screaming, there was some applause, a few kids got a standing ovation

we cleaned out our desks in the middle of the year, i found 3 socks and a dog treat in mine

like how the fuck did any of those things get there

and where’s the fourth sock

b o t t l e f l i p p i n g

but no seriously there were at least five water bottles stuck in the ceiling in the cafeteria

my sorta friend charlie was obsessed with paper airplanes

one time he might’ve broken the world record for longest time in the air but he was counting in his head and it was at recess so there was no video

four square and gaga ball would be played no matter the setting, time, or conditions and it was super competitive

like if you could get to king in four square you got the everlasting respect of everyone

and everyone was super educated on four square special rules, special plays, that kinda shit

no but guys i grew up with bus stop, candy store, haunted house on mondays, haunted mansion on fridays, zombies was fair game unless it was Zach, Ryan, Chrissy or Vee

me and one other guy named andrew were the only known pjo fans, had the time of our LIVES making refrences

“HEY ANDREW IM NOBODY”

“I HAVE WAITED YEARS FOR YOU, NOBODY, COME HERE AND FACE YOUR DEATH”

“hey annabeth, i thought you looked like a princess when i first saw you. i printed out a picture you sent me casually and kept it with me. i snuck along on a quest so i could save you, endangering myself immensely. i held the sky for you. when you talk about your crush on luke, i get jealous. beckendorf understood, but hes dead.”

“ikr we’re literally the best of friends”

“RIGHT”

also the first time we finished mark of athena we were in the same classroom and we individually dropped the book, stood up, looked at each other, and screamed “WELL FUCK YOU TOO RICK RIORDAN”

#public school #percy jackson #percabeth #my childhood #you dont have to read this but i felt like posting it lol #if you've read this far #i applaud you #thanks for listening to my meaningless shit #im gonna be a comedian #school #school stories #adhd #kind of

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braveryfated · 5 years

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And once more, Haruka was at the arcade again, yet this time it was afternoon. This time, she was sitting in front of a cabinet for a fighting game. Sitting across from her, her opponent in this match, was a blond-haired boy, who she recognized almost instantly.

And with him being present in the dream, she could more or less roughly guess when this memory took place.

“Oh no, Haruka! Look behind you!” And without giving it a second thought, she turns around, only to find nothing behind her. Hearing the words ‘game over!’ from the cabinet, she realizes that it was all a trick.

“Wha- Hey! That’s not fair, you cheater!” She shouts, pouting in anger as her friend began to laugh. Honestly, it wasn’t funny at all, yet it seemed to be to him. After a few minutes, he calms down, wiping tears away from his eyes.

“Sorry, sorry! I couldn’t help it, I knew you’d fall for it anyway.” He, Yuuto, replies, grinning happily. She was still mad at him, as well as herself- really, Haruka? Falling for the same trick twice in a row?!

“Ugh... Anyway, we had a bet or something going on, right? What... were the terms again?” Haruka asks. If she were right, they had a bet going, to see who could win the most arcade games. And, once again if she remember correctly, they were tied until Yuuto won the last game- yet if you were to ask Haruka, she would say that she would have won if he didn’t distract her.

“Loser has to buy the other lunch, or with how late it’s gotten, dinner, I guess. Although... I feel kind of bad about tricking you like that, so... how ‘bout we call that off? If you don’t mind, there’s this place just outta town I wanted to show you.” She could recall her response when the memory occured. She said no, yet he complained for a good minute before she reluctantly agreed. Not in the mood to hear it once more, she nods in agreement.

—————————————

While he said it was just out of town, the duo had to take an hour long train ride to get there. Before they left, Haruka bought some snacks, spending half of the trip quietly munching on them. Yuuto, on the other hand, sat in silence, quietly watching one of the screens on the train. After an advertisment for a costume store, advertising a sale on masks, he scowls slightly.

“Hey, Haruka? About that one Player who keeps bothering you guys... You say that you’ve all met them, but no one’s seen their face?” Yuuto asks.

“Mm? Yeah. Well, Shion’s seen ‘im, yet he can’t remember what he looked like. He says it’s like... if he were to see him unmasked, he would recognize him, yet honestly I doubt that.” Come to think of it, Shion never told her exactly what happened when he encountered the Masked Player the first time.

“...I see. Uh, well... If you guys end up crossing paths with that guy again, just... be careful. I’ve heard a lot of things about that guy, although... If I’m there, I’ll protect you!” Even if she heard it once before, hearing it again still caused the same reaction. Embarrassment.

“W-What are you- I can protect myself just fine! Don’t say stuff like that so casually...!” It’s just a dream, Haruka, there’s no need to freak out, again.

“It’s true though, I would,” He pauses for a moment, listening to the announcement for the upcoming station. Once the announcement ends, he nods. “Anyway, we’re getting off here, it’s just a short walk from the station.”

The duo soon arrived at a lookout on a mountain, after a short climb to get there from the station. From the lookout, you could see lights from the city down below, shining like the stars in the sky above. To Haruka, it looked quite pretty.

“There was supposed to be fireworks tonight, where the amusement park is nearby, yet they cancelled that at the last minute, sadly. But that aside...” Rummaging through his bag, he takes out a small box, holding it out to Haruka.

“Happy birthday- or, uh, happy belated birthday, I suppose, it was a few days ago, wasn’t it?” He smiles slightly. Hesitantly, Haruka takes the box, carefully opening it to find a handcrafted bracelet inside. It was... odd, she could recall getting the bracelet, yet she hadn’t seen it in forever- she assumed she just took it off and left it somewhere, but when and where did she leave it? Putting the thought aside, she takes the bracelet out of the box, holding it closer so she could see it.

“This is... Isn’t this the same as the one I gave you?” Haruka asks.

“Oh, no! I still have that one, see?” He lifts his wrist up, showing the bracelet around it. “Mine probably isn’t as well-made as this one though, I spent I dunno how long looking up guides online, but I think I got it right?” Aside from different kinds of thread used, the two bracelets looked almost identical. Handing the box back to him, she puts the bracelet around her wrist, holding it up next to his.

“It looks perfectly fine, but either way... thanks!” Smiling, she looks up at the sky, a thought coming to mind, a thought that she wanted to ask before, but never did. “Hey, Yuuto? Next time there’s fireworks here, we should go see them together.” He seemed a little surprised by the sudden question, yet after a few moments, he smiles.

“Yeah, I’d love to.”

It was then that the dream ended, the scene fading as the next dream began, a new memory it was based on. Yet as Haruka continued to journey through the realm of dreams, a single thought remained on her mind.

What happened to the bracelet?

#(event: dreamscape;;)#(FINALLY.... DONE)#(This took like three attempts honestly... but I finally got birthday drabble done)#(I also saved it on docs for future reference... especially since a few things in this are kinda important >:3)#(in docs rather but close enough)

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