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imagineanime2022 · 2 years

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Their Child Says And/Or Does Something Mean

Tooru Oikawa X Fem!Reader, Issei Matsukawa X Fem!Reader, Hajime Iwaizumi X Fem!Reader, Takahiro Hanamaki X Fem!Reader, Kentaro Kyotani X Fem!Reader

Summary: Your the step parent and the kids are being mean.

Warning: Bad parenting, ungrateful kids, injury, mentions of death

*Part 2* (Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Azumane, Kyoomi Sakusa)

*Part 3* (Kotaro Bokuto X Reader, Keiji Akaashi X Reader, Atsumu Miya X Reader, Rintaro Suna X Reader, Osamu Miya X Reader)

*Part 4* (Tetsuro Kuroo X Reader, Kozume Kenma X Reader)

Tooru Oikawa

👑 His daughter was 3 years old when the woman came forward claiming that he was the father of her child. You hadn’t been together very long but you knew what he was like before he met you so you urged him to get a paternity test instead of ignoring it. 👑 Obviously he was the father, he had no idea what to do with a kid and for a while toyed with the idea of just sending money to the woman, so he would never have to figure it out. You weren’t having it. 👑 After setting up a meeting with the two it was easy to see that the two were related and from there on shared custody was agreed on. 👑 You had been helping look after the little girl for 13 years and she did consider you as much her mum as her actual mother, however your relationship came with a very easy way to hurt you and just like her father she was smart enough to use it when she was angry.

Tamiko Oikawa was very much like her father when he was in school, she was popular and followed around by those vying for her attention but unfortunately there was something that she took to that her father was never really fond of and that was parties. Every time there was one she tried to sneak out to join it.

Tonight was no different however tonight Tooru wasn’t actually home, he’d gone out to meet up with some of his teammates leaving you at home with his daughter, you were sitting in the living room when she jogged down the stairs “where are you going?” You asked. “Meeting with some friends.” She answered as she walked towards the door. “Not at 10pm you're not.” You said as you looked over the back of the sofa to lock eyes with her. “I’ll be back before Dad even gets home, I promise.” She pleaded. “Nope.” You answered with a smile as you walked over to the door, she tried to get there before you but she just wasn’t fast enough with the heels that she had decided to put on. “Get out of the way.” She ordered. “Not when you're talking to me like that, you're going to need to go upstairs, get changed and hide that outfit from your father if you actually want to keep it.” You warned her. “What do you care, you're not even my real mum, get out of the way!” She ordered knocking you out of the way and opening the door where Tooru was standing about to open it. “Where are you going?” Tooru asked, knowing that she had been caught she just whined (which reminded you of her father) as she turned and walked away from you both. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine.” You answered as you walked into the kitchen, Tooru followed after you. “I’ll be back in a second, I’m going to go and talk to her.” He said softly as he pressed a kiss to the side of your head.

Tooru knocked on the door opening it, his face was hard and unreadable “What?” Tamiko asked. “You need to apologize.” He said. “For what? Telling the truth, she’s not my mum.” She retorted. “I’m going to pretend that you didn’t say that because that woman downstairs is the only reason that you have a life like you do.” He answered. “Yeah sure.” Tamiko rolled her eyes as she looked away from him. “She was the one that told me that I should get the paternity test and then when we found out that you were my child she told me that she’d leave me if I abandoned you.” Tooru said “I’m going to go back downstairs and make sure that she’s okay and you should think about how you're going to apologize.” “What if she doesn’t forgive me?” She asked as Tooru reached the door and he looked back at her. “She’s more forgiving than you give her credit for.” Tooru answered before walking out and closing the door.

When he got back downstairs you were laying on the sofa with a bag of frozen peas on your hip and your arm over your eyes. He frowned as he walked over lacing his fingers with yours he moved your arm from your eyes and could see that you had been crying, his eyes then moved to your hip gently removing the bag and lifting your shirt to see the bruise forming there. He leaned down wrapping his arm around your waist lifting you so that you were sitting in his lap “I’m sorry I wasn’t here.” He said softly. “Don’t worry you can’t be here all the time, she’ll get over it, she’s just going through a phase, she’s 16.” You mumbled relaxing into him. “You're still defending her, even after you were hurt.” He sighed. “She didn’t hurt me, I just hit my hip when she shoved me, that's all.” You explained. “Come on, let’s get you upstairs, it’s time for you to get some rest my love.” He said softly as he easily lifted you and carried you up to bed completely forgetting about the peas.

The next morning you woke up before Tooru, you headed downstairs, your hip still hurting a little as you walked into the kitchen, shocked to see Tamiko cooking in the kitchen “what you doing up so early?” You asked. “I wanted to apologize for everything that happened yesterday.” She answered as she turned to you “I didn’t mean what I said, I’m sorry.” “It’s okay,” You dismissed her and she turned and shook her head. “Dad told me everything that you did when you both found out about me and I shouldn’t have said or done anything that I did yesterday, so sit down and let me make you breakfast please.” She pleaded. “You better do it quickly otherwise your Dad is going to come down those stairs whining about how you don’t ever make him breakfast.” You teased and she glanced at the stairs. “Right.” She nodded before turning back to the stove to get to work.

Issei Matsukawa

😪 Issei had Ichiro before you started dating him, he told you that he had a son and you were obviously okay with it, he was 10 when Issei introduced you and you seemed to get on well with you. 😪 Ichiro was just like his Dad, lazy and forgetful, you were often picking up after both of them on a daily basis. 😪 For a little while there was some trouble with his biological mum who didn’t want you anywhere near her child for some reason but after Ichiro chose to have you in his life that was the end of it. 😪 You were always there when he needed you and you made sure that he had everything that he needed but there were still times when you clashed and today was one of those days.

You had just finished cleaning the house when Ichiro came home, he flung his bag and jacket on the chair next to him before turning on the game console in the living room “Ichiro how was your day?” You asked, he smiled as he looked over at you and smiled. “It was good, I signed up for the volleyball club at school.” He answered and you smiled leaning against the door frame. “When does practice start?” You asked. “Probably next week, as long as I get on the team.” He shrugged. “Your Dad was on the team, you’ll definitely be able to get on it.” You assured him “make sure you hang up your coat and bag before dinner please.” “Yeah sure.” He answered as you walked back into the kitchen to finish the dinner.

“Ichiro!” You called when you finished cooking, there was no reply and you frowned, you walked into the living room and saw that he was still sitting on the sofa. “Ichiro…” Still no answer, you moved so that you were standing in front of the TV. “Hey move!” He said as he tried to lean around you. “I was talking to you.” You informed him. “And I was ignoring you.” He answered as he continued to play the game. “Any particular reason?” You asked. “Because I just want to finish this level.” He answered. “That doesn’t explain why you can’t answer me.” You said over the noise of his character dying. “You're annoying… God I hate you sometimes.” He mumbled as you stepped to the side, you knew that he didn’t mean it, he probably didn’t even realize what he said but you still left for the kitchen plating up food for the boys before going up to your bedroom deciding to give him some space.

30 minutes later Mattsun came in, he saw his son in the living room and assumed that he had missed dinner until he walked into the kitchen where the food was still on the table, he checked the temperature and noticed that it was getting cold “Ichi where’s (Y/N)?” He asked but when he received no answer he walked into the living room and unplugged the TV. “I’m talking to you.” “What?” He asked. “Where’s (Y/N)?” Mattsun asked. “I don’t know.” He answered with a shrug. “Last time I saw her she was calling me for dinner.” “Which you haven’t eaten.” He reminded him and he shrugged. “What’s going on?” “I… You have to promise not to be mad.” Ichiro finally started to look nervous . “What happened?” Mattsun asked. “I said something that I shouldn’t have and I need to apologize.” He answered. “Mmm.” He hummed “you do because we aren’t eating until

You heard a knock at the bedroom door and frowned “come in.” You called and were greeted with a very nervous looking Ichiro. You smiled at him “you enjoy dinner?” “What?” He asked. “Dinner, I left it in the kitchen.” You answered. “Oh I know, we haven’t eaten yet.” He said. “We? Your Dad’s home?” You asked. “Yeah.” He nodded. “Why aren’t you angry?” “Angry?” You asked. “About what I said.” He narrowed down the question and you looked at him and smiled. “Did you mean it?” You asked and he shook his head “what’d you come up here for?” “To apologize.” He answered. “Then what is there to be angry about, you said something you didn’t mean but you knew that it could have hurt my feelings so you apologized, nothing to be angry about.” You smiled as you opened your arms to him, he smiled walking over and hugging you. “Thanks mum.” He smiled and you squeezed him before turning him to the door. “Go wash up, I'll go and reheat everything so you can eat.” You informed him.

When you got into the kitchen you were greeted by the sight of your boyfriend reheating everything and setting an extra plate for you. “I assume he apologized.” He said and you looked at him and smiled. “Don’t be mad at him, teenagers say things that they don’t mean all the time, plus there’s some news he needs to tell you.” You said as you walked over and kissed his cheek before taking the plate from him and placing it on the table, he grabbed you around the waist when the plate was safely on the table and pulled you back to him pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “You're too good for us.” He mumbled. “I love you both and I don’t want anything else.” You said pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw “come on it’s time to eat.”

Hajime Iwaizumi

💪 Hajime had been happy in a relationship before his daughter was born, unfortunately due to complications in childbirth, the mother of his child died and he was left to raise a child on his own. 💪 You were his best friend at the time, you helped him as best that you could, you knew a little bit more about raising a child, you helped him every step of the way, you were there when he needed you. 💪 Hajime noticed that he may like you more than he realized when people started mistaking you for Hikari’s mum. He struggled with the idea that he was betraying his now deceased girlfriend but ultimately you both started dating. 💪 By now you were married, it was time for prom and that meant that it was time to buy a dress, Hajime had given you his card because he couldn’t be there and told you both to have fun.

The shopping trip started well, you laughed and joked around, you closed your eyes as she picked what dresses she took into the changing room and the first few dresses were hard to pick between but then she came out in a dress you knew Haji would kill you for letting her purchase so you shook your head. “I can’t let you have that one, your Dad would kill me.” “We don’t have to tell him.” She smiled. “How do you plan on hiding that?” You asked “we’re buying the dress with his card.” “We just get two, maybe you could buy this one and we get another one of Dad’s cards.” She suggested and you looked at her. “I think you can guess what I’m going to say Hikari.” You informed her and she looked at you and rolled her eyes. “You're no fun, I wish that my real mum was here instead of you.” She glared at you and you cleared your throat looking at the attendant. “Can you keep the rest of the dresses in the changing room aside, she’ll be back tomorrow with her Dad to make the final choice.” You requested as she looked at you and for a second you could see that she wanted to ask you something but instead nodded.

Hikari went upstairs without saying anything and you collapsed onto the sofa, you were only there for a second before you made yourself busy with tidying and making food but by the time that you were finished, you couldn’t deny the fact that what she had said got to you, you walked back into the living room and laid on the sofa and you don’t even know when you started crying, you noticed your phone light up and saw that Hajime was on his way home and decided to take a shower and wash your face, you didn’t want him to be angry at Hikari if they were going to go shopping tomorrow. By the time he got home you were washing up used bowls (Hikari had come down for food while you were in the shower), he wrapped his arms around you resting his chin on your shoulder. “Did she choose a dress?” He asked. “Oh no, she couldn't choose one so I suggested you go back with her tomorrow and you can give her your opinion too.” You lied as you put the last down on the draining board, he kissed your shoulder and smiled. “I’m going to go and shower and then I’ll eat, is she upstairs?” He asked. “I hope so.” You forced a smile as he jogged up the stairs, you picked up his work bag and put all the clothes in the washing machine before going back to the living room where you almost ended up falling asleep, you heard shuffling behind you and glanced back to see Hikari standing by the door “what’s wrong?” “I shouldn’t have said what I said before.” She mumbled “you didn’t even tell him.” “Is that what you were worried about?” You asked. “I didn’t mean it.” She answered as she walked towards you sitting next to you. “You know it’s okay to feel that way though right?” You asked. “To miss your mum and want her to be here.” “That’s the thing, I’ve never felt that way because I’ve always had you.” She answered honestly and you smiled at her and leaned over pressing a kiss to the side of her head. “Well it doesn't matter how much you apologize to me, you're going shopping with your Dad tomorrow.” You smiled as you heard him jogging down the stairs. “What are you talking about?” He asked. “Your shopping trip tomorrow.” You answered as you moved to create some space for him after he got his food.

The following day you saw them both off and then went grocery shopping, cleaned the house and then cooked for them when they got home, you all ate food and Hikari showed you the dress that she got and requested that you help with her hair and make up because Hajime had shown her pictures from your prom. Hikari told you that she was going to bed. “The attendant said something to me while we were there today.” Hajime said softly as he gently run his hand up and down your arm. “What’s that?” You asked as you looked at him, your head rested on his chest. “She told me about what Hikari said.” He answered, lacing his fingers with yours. “Oh that.” You sighed. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked. “I didn’t want you to be angry at her today, and then she apologized and we talked so I didn’t think it was worth anything.” You answered. “You’ll tell me next time, if something happens right?” He asked. “If I need you I’ll call you.” You promised. “You better.” He ordered pulling you closer and pressing a kiss to your lips before he started looking for something to watch.

Takahiro Hanamaki

😁 Hanamaki made a mistake, one that resulted in the birth of his son Toshiro. He had been out with his friends one night when you were both on a break after a rather nasty fight and he was super drunk. 😁 He told you literally hours after when he showed up drunk and banging on the front door, he was panicking and don’t get me wrong you were angry but under the circumstances you weren’t actually dating. 😁 The next morning he made sure that you knew, he didn’t want anyone else, he was sure of it and he’d do anything to prove it to you. Based on how drunk he was when he knocked on your door, you were 99.9% sure that someone was going to be knocking on your door in 9 months. 😁 You were right, but when she saw that you were together, she decided that she didn’t want to be a mum and left the baby with you. When Hanamaki came home to find you with a baby in your arms he was confused but it was a welcome sight all the same.

In the years that followed you took to being a mum really well and he was left stunned at how well you coped considering he was constantly between jobs and you had a full time job before the baby came. You had found a way to make working from home a viable option and you raised Toshiro as best that you could.

Toshiro never asked about his biological but you never lied to him, you always said that you weren’t the one who brought him into this world and he never asked for more than that until he was 17 years old, you don’t know what made him ask but one day he came home, you were in the kitchen and Hanamaki was in the living room, he walked into the kitchen and sat at the table “What’s up kid?” You asked as you turned to him with a smile. “What happened with Dad and Mum?” He asked. “Your biological Mum?” You asked and he nodded. “What do you want to know?” “Well that happened when she left me here? Did she say anything?” He asked. “Well not really, she kind of just handed you to me and said that your Dad would have to look after him. Hiro wasn’t even here at the time.” You shrugged. “Do you think that I could meet her?” He asked. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” You said softly as you sat down at the table. “Why?” He asked. “Maybe you should ask your Dad-” “Why won’t you tell me anything? You want to keep it a secret don’t you?” He accused the ruckus that had caused Takahiro to come in from the living room. “Toshiro, do you want to know why she won’t say anything about what happened between me and your mother?” He asked. “Because-” “Because the reason that me and your mum were together was because I was drunk and angry.” He answered. “Then your mum came 9 months later and left you with us and instead of telling me to get rid of you or leaving me with my new son, she raised you as her own and I wouldn’t have asked for anyone else.” “Whatever.” He mumbled before getting up and leaving the kitchen. “Hey you okay?” Hanamaki approached you. “Go and talk to him, if he wants to try and contact her then you should let him.” You said softly as you stood up. “Yeah I’ll talk to him in a minute, come here.” He said softly, opening his arms for you.

Over the next couple of days it was shaky but Takahiro did give Toshi everything that he needed to find his mum if he wanted to. You were sitting in the living room one day with Toshi came home, he saw you on the sofa and walked straight over to you, the moment that your eyes met you opened your arms for him, he hugged you climbing onto the sofa with you but he was just as tall as his father and fitting onto the sofa was a challenge “what happened?” You asked. “She told me never to come back.” Toshi answered. “I’m sorry.” You said, gently running your hand up and down his back in comfort. “I shouldn’t have bothered.” He mumbled, tightening his grip on you “All I need is you and Dad and I almost messed everything up for someone who didn’t even want me.” “You didn’t mess anything up, I’m not angry at you for wanting to know who your real mum is, I just didn’t want you to get hurt but I promise to always be here no matter what to help you get back up everytime.” You promised. “Thanks but there’s one thing that you got wrong.” He mumbled. “Huh? What’s that?” You asked. “You're my real mum, not her.” He answered.

Kentaro Kyotani (Mad Dog)

💢 To anyone who knew him in school, the fact that he had been a single Dad for a while would be a surprise. 💢 He treated his little girl like a Princess, she got everything that she wanted and there was no one to compete with and then he got an injury and was forced to go to physical therapy where he met you. 💢 You guys hit it off pretty well, and he decided that he wanted to take you out for a date, it was an awkward ask but he got there in the end. 💢 He introduced you to his daughter after a couple of months but seemed to tolerate you but you weren’t sure that she actually liked you.

Ken and you decided to try moving in together after a year of dating and while Ken thought that it was going well, you were going through hell. Kimiko made it her life’s goal to disobey you at every turn. When Ken was home you managed to get along and even have some fun sometimes but that was the only time that it happened and it was taking its toll on you.

You had just gotten back from dragging her out of a party “What were you thinking, do you know how worried I was when you didn’t come home?” You asked. “Worried? Why were you worried, it’s not like your mum or anything…” She waved you off as she walked away “it doesn’t matter because Dad’s always going to choose me.” You didn’t even say anything to her as she went upstairs because the truth was when it came down to it you expected him to choose her.

That was why Ken found you packing a bag when he came home “where are you going?” He asked. “Look this isn’t working, she doesn’t want me here.” You answered as you milled around collecting things that you could fit in your bag. “Wait, let me talk to her.” He pleaded. “It’s been a year, it’s not working, I wish it was because I really like you but we both have to do what is best for her.” You said softly and he walked over his hands coming up to cradle your face as he pressed his forehead to yours. “I’m sorry.” He said softly, finally pressing a kiss to your lips. “It’s no one's fault it just doesn’t work, I’ll arrange a day to come pick up my stuff okay?” You asked. “Do you have somewhere to stay?” He asked. “Yeah I spoke to a friend after we got back.” You answered. “Let me drop you there.” He pleaded as he took your hand and headed out to the car.

It was a couple of weeks later when you came back to get some of the things that you had left you walked through the door and Kimiko was sitting on the stairs “where have you been?” she asked. “Did Ken not tell you?” You asked. “What?” She asked. “He’s been really sad these past couple of days. He hasn't really spoken to me. I was worried because he’s been practicing more and I remember what you said about rest after the injury.” “We decided that it wasn’t going to work.” You answered. “What are you talking about? Dad loves you!” She argued “and you loved him I thought.” “I do love him but you were right about him always picking you, that is the way that it should be, he should always choose you and you didn’t like me so I have to go.” You explained. “What? You left because you thought that was what I wanted?” She asked. “Is that not what you wanted?” You asked. “I just wanted to make sure that you wouldn’t leave and I really wanted to go to that party.” She answered with a smile on her face at the last admittance. “Can we sort this out with Dad?” “Yeah sure.” You nodded with a smile.

You both drove down to the gym where he was practicing, Ken was in there on his own, it seemed like the rest of his team had left for the afternoon. “That doesn’t look like resting that shoulder.” You called from your place at the door, he turned around almost instantly looking at you. “What are you doing here?” He asked, it was like the first time that you met him. “I spoke to Kimiko today and she told me something.” You informed him and he looked at you and then noticed his daughter behind you. “What?” He asked. “She told me that she was giving me a hard time because she wanted to see if I could be trusted, she told me that she doesn’t hate me.” You smiled. “I was thinking maybe she could move back in if you wanted.” Kimiko suggested “I’ll leave you guys to talk about it, there’s this shop across the street that I wanted to check out.” “Are you coming back?” He asked. “Do you want me back?” You asked. “Please come back.” He pleaded as he mirrored the way that he held your face the night that you decided to leave and you smiled. “Shall we go home then?” You asked. “Let me shower.” He said. “I’ll wait by the car.” You said as he pressed a kiss to your lips and jogged into the changing room, you walked out and saw Kimiko standing by the car and smiled. “What are you doing out here?” You asked “thought there was a shop you wanted to check out.” “I just wanted to give you guys space, I even asked a friend if I could stay over, you guys have the house to yourselves.” She wiggled her eyebrows and you nudged her softly before rolling your eyes. “Stop that and get in the car so we can wait for your Dad.” You ordered unlocking the car for her. “You’ll thank me later.” She smirked as she climbed into the car and waited with you.

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thewriters64 · 2 years

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The Stranger He Wouldn’t Forget

Song to listen to ~ Substance 03 Greedo slowed + reverb

He was having a bad day, a very bad day, physically, and mentally, he felt judged, he felt like everyone was looking at him like everyone was thinking the absolute worst of him until he bumped into you. He was storming down the sidewalk not looking where he was going when he bumped into you while you were walking out of a flower shop.

Watch where you're going! He screamed at you fist balled up and face turning red.

You look up at him and softly smile, what’s wrong? You innocently ask your eyes wide with curiosity, face slightly flushed.

Why would I tell you! He screamed again, not caring if he was causing a scene, he knew it was wrong to feel relief when yelling at you.

Sometimes it is better to tell a stranger about what's wrong instead of your friends. You responded in an airy tone that made him stare at you with an unreadable expression.

Huffing he sat down on the edge of the sidewalk glaring at you before huffing, you looked down at your feet smiling before sitting down next to him staring at traffic.

I’m having a bad day, I feel like everyone is judging me with every decision I make, and I feel like everyone is questioning my leadership, like can’t people just take my word and let me do what I know how to. He gripped his hair glaring into the traffic.

You look at him softly smiling. Eh, who cares what people think, you do you, and if they’re questioning you remind them why you’re a leader. Pulling a flower out of the Boca of flowers you had, handing one to him. I hoped this helped.

He turned his head to look into your e/c eyes, slowly taking the flower from you, feeling the warmth of your hand. He felt his face start to flush, and he turned his head away from you twirling the flower in his fingers. He felt you get up the whiff of your perfume hit his nose, and he closed his eyes inhaling, turning his head as he watched as you disappeared into the crowd.

Looking down at the flower he got up gently putting it in his pocket as he walked in the opposite direction. A small smile carved its way onto his face, he’ll remember you, his heart won’t let him forget.

Bakugou Katsuki, Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi, Hitoshi Shinso, Enji Todoroki, Megumi Fushiguro, Ryomen Sukuna, Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru, Kentaro Kyotani, Tobio Kageyama, Rintaro Suna, Tsukishima Kei, Osamu Miya,

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nikos-oneshots · 2 years

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Full Writelist + Blacklist

These are the characters from all of the fandoms I write for. There will be specific categories for who I will write Romantically and who I will only write Platonically. Please do not request anything romantically for a character that's platonic only!

If there is a character from any of the listed fandoms that is not listed, ask me about it! I probably thought that nobody would request them.

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ONESHOT

Romantic - Lamplighter, Silver, Kip, Prophetbot, George (Please specify specific number)

Platonic - Niko, Alula, Calamus

MONSTER PROM

Damien LaVey, Liam de Lioncourt, Scott Howl, Calculester Hewlett-Packard, Polly Geist, Miranda Vanderbilt, Vera Oberlin, Zoe, Milo Belladonna, Aaravi Mishra, Dahlia Aquino, Joy Johnson-Johjima, Adrien.

HAIKYUU

Hinata Shoyo, Kageyama Tobio, Tsukishima Kei, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Daichi Sawamura, Sugawara Koushi, Asahi Azumane, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Nishinoya Yuu, Kiyoko Shimizu, Yachi Hitoka, Kozume Kenma, Lev Haiba, Oikawa Toru, Iwaizumi Hajime, Kentaro Kyotani, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Satori Tendou.

DANGANRONPA

Romantic - Makoto Naegi, Kyoko Kirigiri, Byakuya Togami, Leon Kuwata, Sayaka Maizono, Chihiro Fujisaki, Mondo Oowada, Kiyotaka Ishimaru, Celestia Ludenberg, Sakura Oogami, Yasuhiro Hagakure, Aoi Asahina, Hajime Hinata, Nagito Komaeda, Chiaki Nanami, Ultimate Imposter, Mahiru Koizumi, Peko Pekoyama, Ibuki Mioda, Nekomaru Nidai, Gundam Tanaka, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu, Sonia Nevermind, Akane Owari, Kazuichi Souda, Komaru Naegi, Kaede Akamatsu, Shuichi Saihara, Kokichi Ouma, Kaito Momota, Maki Harukawa, Rantaro Amami, Ryoma Hoshi, Kirumi Tojo, Angie Yonaga, Tenko Chabashira, Korekiyo Shinguji, Miu Iruma, Gonta Gokuhara, Kiibo, Tsumugi Shirogane.

Platonic - Hiyoko Saionji, Himiko Yumeno

MHA / BNHA

Romantic - Tamaki Amajiki, Nejire Hado, Mirio Togata, Fatgum.

Platonic - Eri

RISE OF THE TMNT

Leonardo, Donatello, Raphael, Michelangelo, April O'Neil, Cassandra Jones, Splinter (Lou Jitsu), Baron Draxum, Hypno Potamus, Big Mama, Casey Jr.

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Characters I refuse to write for.

DANGANRONPA - Toko Fukawa, Genocider Syo/Jill/Jack, Mukuro Ikusaba, Junko Enoshima, Mikan Tsumiki, Ultra Despair Girls Cast, Izuru Kamakura and Every Single Monokuma

Haikyuu - Date Tech Players, Season 4 Characters, Anyone not on the list.

MHA/BNHA - Everybody Else.

RETIRED FANDOMS

For fandoms, I used to write for but will not anymore. Everybody from said fandom is fully blacklisted.

- Omori - Splatoon / Coroika - Stardew Valley - Owl House

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manjiroro · 3 years

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Hello🖤💛 Could you please do Kyotani Kentarou from Haikyuu with a s/o who’s personality is similar to Sirena Von Boo from monster high?

~They love to follow their imagination and love to go with the flow, they have a go with the flo attitude and doesn’t like being pinned down and have a big passion for archeology.

I would be so happy if you could do it I don’t see many people in the haikyuu fandom pay attention to him 😣

s/o who is like sirena von boo

character: kyotani

content: fluff, gender neutral, cursing

hii thank you for requesting~~ and omg???? i just started thinking about my monster high phase too so im kinda excited to write for this fhnieafh. alsoo, im glad to be able to do this for you :))

i apologise for any mistakes and i hope you enjoy~~

you give off a mysterious, dreamy vibe which attracted him

he thinks your go with the flow attitude is calming in some way

sure, he doesn't understand why you would want to go along with what everyone is doing

but it helps put his mind at ease when he's with you

although on the surface, the both of you may be complete opposites, but really, the both of you are similar

like how the both of you don't like to be restricted by other people

whenever kyotani gets scolded by his seniors, he'll always come to you

he'll be all pouty and you would be there to listen to and comfort him

because he feels like you're one of the few who would understand him

"Can you fucking believe that they're telling me to do shit? Like, I can do it on my own."

He'll rant while he laid his head on your lap, your hand stroking his head to put him at ease

"You definitely can babe."

but in return, he'll listen to all your stories on what would new thought came to mind and what you were daydreaming about

he finds it fascinating listening to what weird thoughts you had

kyotani will be very protective of you as in, he'll stand up for you

so if he sees you getting scolded by teachers or seniors

he'll go up to them and either talk back to them or pull you away

this is dependent on the mood he's in

but he'll always end up getting into trouble because of this

as much as you appreciate it, you didn't like seeing him get into trouble

so you'll voice it out to him that he did not have to get into trouble for your sake and his response is always:

"I don't care."

but that's alright, you love him anyway

because you have a love for archeology, you have books and little collectibles

your room is decorated with them, so when kyotani comes over, he can't help but to stare in awe at them

he'll sometimes ask you what certain things are and that's when your eyes widen and lit up, excited to tell him all about it

he doesn't really mind it though

he thinks you look cute talking about your interests so enthusiastically

but because of this, kyotani can't deny that archeology has started to grow on him

he starts getting interested in them and would maybe borrow your magazines and books to read up on some of them

really, even if kyotani isn't the most affectionate person, he does love you, he appreciates you being there for him and he wants to do the same for you too <3

❥ masterlist

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lo-vesimping · 3 years

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♥ character : kyotani kentaro (maddog <3)

♡ warning(s) : none, fluff again ^^

♥ author-chan : hikaru

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The silence was... not awkward. It was comfortable. Well, for you anyway. For him? A thousand words prowling through his mind but nothing came out of his mouth. The sound of you rummaging through the first aid kit feels like a scratch in his ear. Deciding he had enough, he asked a question carefully to break the silence.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No Ken, I'm just disappointed that you broke our promise," You frowned. He promised not to get into fights voluntarily. You really don't like seeing him hurt but you also know how he can get when he is in his emotions.

"I’m sorry, i’ll do better next time,"

You just hum and continue to focus on cleaning up his wounds.

Your knees keep bumping with his while trying to reach his face. He quickly lifts you up and puts you down on his lap. Your eyes widen in surprise and cheeks flushed in pink.

"You need to reach my face," he says. As he rests his hands on your waist, he wasn't even fazed by what he just did. You like it when he does that since you definitely weren't the bold type.

"I just don’t like seeing you hurt okay?" You worriedly scold him.

"But it doesn't hurt though- ouch!" He yelped as you put a bit of pressure.

"Are you sure?" You asked cheekily while grinning. Oh look at that beautiful smile. You don't know how glad he's now that you've smiled. He doesn't like seeing a frown adorning your face.

"Give me your hand, i know i've seen a few scratches there," you said with your hands open, waiting for him to give his hands to you. He put his hands on top of yours gently. You start to work carefully.

"Done!" you exclaimed cutely with a smile, satisfied with your work.

"Thank you babe." It's a simple thanks from him but his gaze conveyed a lot more. So much more. Grateful that you chose to walk beside him. That you stayed.

"No problem, we promised to take care of each other right?" You cup his face, making sure to keep eye contact as you knew your words weren't enough to get your feelings across.

"Oh wait, I forgot something!" You exclaimed. He was about to ask what you've forgotten when you lean in and place a lingering kiss on his forehead.

"Wh- what was that?" A slow smile builds on his face as the surprise sinks in.

"Get well soon kiss! It helps you heal faster!" You explained brightly. He pulls you closer to hug you (and hides his blushing face on the crook of your neck). You were only making him want to get into fights more if this is what he gets at the end. But he thinks that you will be more happy if he keeps his promise, so he will try his hardest to keep it.

He was certain that you were in fact an angel because no human can be this lovely. You hug back happily and scrape your nail softly on his head.

✪ bonus :

❥ You stayed in that position for a long time.

❥ He agrees that his wounds heal faster (shush it did okay? it usually took a week and this time it only took five days for it to not sting)

❥ When he gets injured in a match, he will look for you on the sidelines to get his kiss. He would not go back to the court if he hasn't got his kiss yet.

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kyotarou · 3 years

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title: a little more noise

pairing: kyōtani kentarō x gn!reader

synopsis: in a world of constant silence, he’s the noise you need in life, even if he’s a bit quiet.

warnings: fluff, angst, mutual pining, slowburn, strangers to friends to lovers, lotta tropes and cliches, two swear words if i counted correctly

word count: 4.8k+

a/n: i wrote this in two days which i’m very proud of, go me! always wanted to write a kyōken fic and here it is. kinda scared to post this bc he’s quite tough to characterize imo and i’m terrible at writing longer pieces. oh well :,) no indentation because that’d be such a pain. hope you like it, feedback is always appreciated! (this is also my first time writing slowburn so please lmk if it’s still too fast)

Your parents were not bad people—that was a fact. They were kind, and you did everything an ordinary family would; eat dinner together, go on trips, attend school events. Things were quiet, a little too quiet for comfort. It never felt… right. You heard stories of parents arguing, nasty divorces, and custody battles. They tore your friends apart, made them feel a pain you could never understand. You knew how terrible it was, yet sometimes you wished you went through that to fill the silence in your home. The same monotonous, “good mornings,” and “hellos,” became sickening to hear. You told yourself to push on until after graduation where you’d escape. As the years dragged on, you weren’t so sure you could keep your sanity intact.

It was how you met Kyōtani Kentarō, a second-year from your school who was in a different class. Your friend told you of a gym nearby that was secluded at night. With a sly grin, he said he met up with students from other schools to smoke, and sometimes as a hookup spot. You wrinkled your nose at his comment and flicked his forehead. These were the people you hung out with; not so bright, but easygoing and fun. They were the ones who satisfied the need for noise, the bit of excitement in your life.

You snuck out after your parents had gone to bed. It didn’t hit until halfway through your walk that several things could happen. You were alone with nothing to defend yourself with except your phone and bare hands. Looking down at your outfit, an old dark hoodie and some sweats, you hoped it was ominous enough to ward people away. Besides, the last thing you wanted was to go home and wallow in its emptiness.

To see the lights on in the gym was a surprise. Upon closer inspection, you heard the squeaking of shoes and the cannon-like sounds of balls slamming the floor. You peeked your head through the door. The only person inside was a boy, no older than you. The first thing you noticed was his oddly dyed hair which resembled a tennis ball. The second was his piercing gaze as he turned his head and stared at you. You jumped. He looked as though he was going to charge at you. Instead, the boy huffed, walked to the other side of the gym, and picked up the ball. You spotted a familiar white and blue jacket on the ground.

“Seijoh?”

The boy turned to you again. “Yeah.” His voice was low, but powerful enough to rumble the earth.

You swallowed. “I go there, too.” This was a waste of time, you thought. You should’ve gone home, and you almost did until he spoke again.

“Never seen you before.”

The ball flew into the air with the boy tailing it. His body bent in a way you didn’t think was possible, face pinched in concentration. It hit his hand then the ground with the loudest smacks you had ever heard. It was incredible, but also scary. He picked up another ball behind him and did the same, and again, and again, until his side was empty and yours was strewn with several blue and yellow volleyballs. The more you watched, the more mesmerized you became.

“Can I stay?” You felt stupid for asking, but if he was trying to concentrate, you didn’t want to disturb him. Surprisingly, he nodded. You sank to the floor with your knees to your chest and listened to the constant thwacks and smacks all night.

You only learned his name a little while after. It was by accident. You were walking by a group of boys at school when one of them called him Mad Dog-chan, and you bit your lip to stop your laughter. Luckily, they didn’t notice. It was kind of cute the more you thought about it. It fit his appearance quite well, too. That night, you found him at the gym once again. Instead of a curt nod, you waved.

“Hey, Mad Dog-chan!”

You immediately regretted your words when he stopped bouncing the ball and flashed you a murderous look. You muttered a hurried apology and sat on the floor in your usual spot. He whacked a ball a couple of times then came over to grab his water bottle. After a few quick gulps, you expected him to get back on the court, but he stared at the spot beside you.

“It’s Kyōtani. Kyōtani Kentarō.”

Some nights, he didn’t practice. You sat in a playground nearby with soda and snacks from home. Originally, they were meant to replenish his energy when he overworked himself. Now, you were the one eating most of them, with Kyōtani nibbling on a custard bun as you wolfed down chip bag after chip bag. One thing you could say with confidence was Kyōtani was a great listener. At first, you sat in awkward silence. Then, you started rattling off all the things you did that day. It led to you talking about anything and everything, including the funny-looking dog you saw on the street last week. You hoped he didn’t think he reminded you of it.

Talking to Kyōtani was equivalent to talking to a wall. If anything, you were talking at him. He barely looked your way, and if you asked a question, he responded with a grunt or a simple, “Yeah.” Even though you wished it was two-sided, it felt good. You could finally break the silence that shrouded you for years, something you yearned to do but never had the confidence to. With Kyōtani, because of how quiet he was, you felt you could say anything without judgment. You did this for a while, rambling to him in the playground while he sat and listened.

Together, you sat on the swings with fruit sandwiches you made earlier that day. Your feet dragged against the sand and dirt as you swung back and forth. It seemed like Kyōtani enjoyed it. You noticed him eyeing your sandwich while licking his lips. You laughed and handed the rest to him. You started your daily tangent; woke up, ate a meat bun for breakfast, went to school, did homework, then came here. Somewhere along the way, you mentioned how you were home alone since your parents had lots of meetings to attend. You wished it was a little more lively. It was why you left the house every night, to find some noise in the suffocating void of it all.

You talked some more about your family, which you never did. You were too distracted to see Kyōtani’s head perk up. He stopped munching on the fruit sandwich and leaned forward, trying to look at your face. You continued to ramble, feeling your irritation slowly rise.

“Am I a bad person? I mean, they’re really nice, and I adore them. But it’s unbearable sometimes, and then I end up feeling like an asshole.”

You let out a dry laugh, ignoring the pain of the metal chains holding up the swing as they dug into your palms. You pressed your lips together in a thin line, unsure of what to say next. You chose to draw circles in the sand with the tip of your shoe.

“I understand how you feel.”

You looked at Kyōtani in surprise. You waited for him to say more, but he didn’t. The night felt a little brighter.

The last thing your “friends” expected was for you to ditch them for him. “Looks like a tennis ball,” one of them said. You chuckled since it was your exact thought when you first met him. You were relieved but also disheartened when they didn’t seem to mind too much. At least you knew where they stood.

Hanging out with Kyōtani was much different compared to your nights at the gym or the playground. You got lots of stares from the third-years who never thought he could behave like this. Some people in your class whispered about the two lone-wolves banding together. You pretended not to hear.

“You’ve been cheery lately.”

You stared at your mother, trying to process her words. They never asked about you, which you grew to appreciate. It meant not having to force out a conversation. You almost brushed it aside until she spoke again. Your chin rested in your palm as you picked the vegetables on your plate, stomach full with snacks.

“I met a new friend.”

Your mother raised her brows, impressed. “Oh? Tell me about him.”

“How do you know he’s a boy?”

“Just a hunch.”

You sighed, continuing to stir your food. “He’s quiet. A little weird, but he’s nice. I can talk to him about anything.”

“That’s good.”

Your father glanced at her, and she shot him a strange look. Don’t, it said. He backed off and ate as if nothing happened.

You managed to weave yourself with the other boys from the volleyball team. They were a scary bunch at first, most of them glaring at Kyōtani the moment he walked through the door, but they were nice to you. He had left his jacket at the playground one night, and you made a mental note to return it to him the next day. Except, like Kyōtani, you also forgot about it. When you saw the boys flood to the gym for practice, you raced home then back to school and shyly followed a group of girls to the gym who were there to gawk at the captain.

During their break, you nervously approached Kyōtani and poked his shoulder. They watched you return his jacket but didn’t expect his, “Thank you,” afterward. When you left, Oikawa bugged him to invite you back. Kyōtani shrugged. He usually ignored him at all costs. Oikawa took it as a good sign.

Hanging out with them was a lot more fun than you anticipated. They were better than your previous friends, and even though most of them didn’t like Kyōtani, they seemed to be warming up. Your favorite moment was the movie night at Oikawa’s house. The living room was packed, with little room to wiggle, but it was comfortable. That night, you laughed so hard your stomach hurt, and the tensions between you, Kyōtani, and the rest of the boys dissolved. You belonged here.

Yahaba caught him staring at you outside your classroom. You sat across from another classmate, helping her with a few assignments for her art class. You posed and let her take pictures. Some were silly, but the others captured your features perfectly. In one of them, you rested your cheek in your palm with the tip of your pencil wedged between your teeth. You looked at the camera through your lashes as your classmate continued to snap more shots.

“Cool it.” Yahaba clapped him on the shoulder.

“I’m not jealous.”

“Never said you were.”

You helped your classmate pack her things. While you followed her out the door, she twirled a lock of hair around her finger and fiddled with the hem of her skirt. You bid her goodbye as her friends called her over, then turned to Kyōtani and Yahaba.

“Ready to go?”

Yahaba nodded, as did Kyōtani. You walked ahead of them, listing off that day’s menu. Behind you, Kyōtani’s eyes zeroed in on your moving form, the shift of your hips as you took each step. From an outsider’s perspective, it looked like he was honing in on a kill. Yahaba prodded his arm.

“Don’t be a pervert.”

You swore you heard a slap.

Friday after school, your parents were home from work much earlier than anticipated. A game show played on the television. They barely noticed your arrival until you called out. The TV turned off, and your mother looked over the back of the sofa with a wry smile. Your father drummed his fingers on the arm of the sofa. His eyes stayed glued to the empty screen.

“Welcome back,” your mother greeted. She glanced at the boxes in the kitchen, filled with old plates and cutlery you hadn’t touched in a while. You assumed they were throwing them out.

“So…” she drawled. “What do you think of Tokyo?”

“Tokyo?”

Your hands shook as you set your school bag down on the kitchen table. The boxes made more sense. You remembered your father talking about a school his friend’s son attended. Nekoma, was it? He told you how great it was there, that it’d be easy to make friends in such a populated area.

“Tokyo…” you repeated. A heavy lump formed in your throat. “It seems… nice. Why do you ask?” You couldn’t stop the waver in your voice. Your mother caught on too.

“Dad’s company moved areas. It’s a big shift, but it’s too good to lose. So-”

“We’re moving.”

“I didn’t say that.”

“But you were about to.”

Your head hung over the table. There was a crushing weight in your chest. Of course they wouldn’t tell you. They never did. It was too much to not expect this betrayal. If you told them how happy you were at Seijoh, maybe things would’ve been different. I could’ve prevented this. You shook your head. You couldn’t stop an entire company from moving, nor could you convince your father to find a new job in Miyagi. You had to follow them like you always did.

“If we can stay, we will, but most likely-”

“I’ll start packing.”

You grabbed your school bag and stomped to your room, vision obscured by your tears. Why now? Why did it have to be when you were starting to fit in, when you found real friends who made you happier than ever? Just when things looked like they were turning around, you were back at square one. You’d be there for a while, stuck in a new city far away from Seijoh. If you were with your old group, you wouldn’t have been this upset. But to not see them again—Yahaba, Hanamaki, even Oikawa.

You opened your phone and stared at the lock screen: a picture of you and Kentarō from the movie night at Oikawa’s. His arm was slung over your shoulder, a scowl on his face, but the peace sign he held up made it worth it. You remembered taking it and everyone gasping that Kentarō would even allow anyone to take a picture of him, let alone save it. Your heart fluttered. When did he stop being Kyōtani and become Kentarō?

Kentarō faced the empty playground. He sat in the right swing as he always did, scanning the area for any sign of you. In his hand was his attempt at a fruit sandwich, messily covered in cellophane with whipped cream oozing between the bread. A bandaid wrapped the tip of his finger where he accidentally cut himself. Damn those strawberries.

Kentarō kicked at the dirt. He waited, and waited some more, but after twenty minutes, you didn’t show. He pulled out his phone and sent you a quick text. Your absence made his skin crawl. His phone lit up with a response. Sorry, was all you said.

He couldn’t shake the heaviness as he trudged home.

The view outside the window gave you an excuse to be distracted. The voices of the boys were loud, but you chose to focus on the birds circling the courtyard. Two of them swooped down and landed on the thick branch of an old tree. They ruffled their feathers and nuzzled their beaks. You saw your old friends walk out of the main building. The one who introduced you to the gym glanced up. His eyes met yours momentarily. He went back to talking to someone you didn’t recognize and led them to the other side of the campus.

You stared out the window until Mattsun shook your shoulder. You turned and put on a faux smile. Your classwork was still strewn across your desk even though it was lunch. A few drops of chili sauce had landed on your math homework. You scowled at Hanamaki, his face stuffed with food.

“Oops.”

You wiped it off with an eye roll then stuffed it into your bag along with your other notebooks.

“What’s buggin’ ya?” Mattsun asked.

You shrugged. “Nothing. I’m ready for the day to end.” It was the last thing you wanted. There was a bit of time before you left for Tokyo, but the countdown moved fast. You ignored Mattsun’s opposing look and ate. They couldn’t know yet.

Kentarō knew there was more than what met the eye, but he bit his tongue. He was paranoid, he told himself. The guilty look on your face as the boys laughed, unaware of the shift in attitude, said otherwise. He threw his arm over the back of your chair. You relaxed, but the sad look remained. Remembering the fruit sandwich he made, Kentarō grabbed it from his bag and slid it across your desk. You raised your brows.

“What’s this?”

“I made it.”

You unwrapped the sticky mess of whipped cream and strawberry jam. Kentarō watched you take a small bite, followed by a bigger one.

“This is delicious!”

He showed you the tip of his finger. “The price I paid for it.”

Your knees knocked against his under your desk. He flinched. You pressed your finger to your lips, then to the bandaid. “Thank you. Hope it feels better.”

Your cheeks swelled as you took more bites than you could chew. Pink syrup stuck to the corner of your mouth. Cute, Kentarō thought.

“What was that?” you mumbled. A crumb lodged itself in your throat. Mattsun rushed over and slapped you so hard on the back it echoed. A handful of other students looked over. Hanamaki scolded you for gulping down your bottle of water without taking any breaths. Kentarō cheeks turned a darker shade than the strawberries when you gripped his arm for support. You didn’t ask again.

“Cute,” he whispered anyway. He knew you wouldn’t hear over Mattsun’s teasing. “You’re cute.”

Kentarō invited you to the movies. He planned on having it at home, but his parents occupied the TV, and his laptop was too small to enjoy anything. He met you at a plaza a walking distance’s away. He let you pick the movie, curious about your tastes. Action? Romcom? When he looked at his ticket, it was for the latest horror movie. Critics raved about it, calling it the best of the decade. Impressive.

The movie started a while ago. The critics were right, it was scary, a lot scarier than he expected. You enjoyed it like a comedy movie, clapping your hand over your mouth when the entire theater shrieked at the killer, including Kentarō.

“You’re a sadist,” he whispered.

“Am not, just think it’s funny.”

He shook his head. Another jumpscare happened, this time worse than before. Several people jolted in their seats and bits of popcorn flew into the air. Kentarō didn’t realize he had sank into his seat—your seat, actually—until you nudged his foot with yours.

“Scared?” Your breath was warm against his ear.

“Sorry.”

You patted his hand which clutched the armrest with a vice grip. Kentarō’s heart beat faster.

“It’s okay,” you said. “I’m right here.”

The movie ended and the lights switched on. People left the theater with wobbly legs and pale faces. You headed to the exit holding your empty cups and popcorn bags with Kentarō in tow. He wished the movie was longer. Not because he enjoyed it, but because the smile on your face made it worth it.

Your room was bare besides your bed and desk. Most of your stuff was packed neatly in the many cardboard boxes piled inside your now empty closet. It’d been a few weeks since that Friday, and you still hadn’t told Kentarō or any of the boys. You weren’t sure how to break the news. He noticed how clingy you became, tailing him wherever he went at school. Not that he minded. You talked less at the playground. It was him who filled the silence instead, though his daily recaps weren’t as interesting as yours.

Next week was the last with Kentarō. In your shaky hands was an envelope, the edges indented from how hard you gripped it. You took out the letter inside, read it over, then slipped it back in. You thought about sealing it for the umpteenth time that day. Before your tongue swiped against the flap, you quickly scanned over the letter once more as if the words would disappear. You’d seal it later, you told yourself.

Your over-the-top cheeriness was so evident it was painful. They asked what was up, and you said you were simply having a good day. Kentarō knew better than that. At lunch, when you were away from everyone else, he prodded your shoulder and asked what was wrong. You frowned at him, then smiled.

“Everything's fine.”

Before he could probe further, you grabbed his wrist and led him to the cafeteria.

“There’s chicken! It’s your favorite, right?”

Something slipped out of your pocket. Kentarō thought it was your school notes. He bent down to pick it up and saw it was a white envelope, unsealed. You were already gone, dragged away by his teammates. He didn’t want to pry, but curiosity got the best of him. Turning the other direction, he grabbed the note inside. His name at the top caught his eye.

Dear Kyōken-chan,

He snorted.

Sorry for not telling you this sooner. I’m still trying to process this too.

A crease formed on his forehead as he squinted. The letter was quite long, the handwriting messy. He repeated the phrases in his head over and over, but he couldn’t fully understand what they meant. He flipped it to the back and sighed when there was more. He decided to scan it this time, except a handful of words made him reread it in depth.

“Kentarō!” In your arms were several wrapped buns from the cafeteria. He tried to stuff the note into his pocket, but you already saw.

“Oh.” The buns fell to the ground. “Oh no.”

Kentarō’s face was a mix of frustration and hurt. The hand holding the letter shook, the other balled in a fist. You wanted to run, but if you moved, you swore you’d collapse.

“(Y/N),” he murmured. “What is this?”

A weary laugh escaped your lips. “Um. Can we go somewhere else?”

Not waiting for an answer, you grabbed his wrist and led him to the school’s courtyard.

“One week,” he huffed.

“One week.”

You sat beneath a large, shady tree in the farthest corner away from the main building. Kentarō rubbed his temple and sighed. He held onto your letter. You fiddled with your fingers in your lap.

“For how long?”

“Probably forever. Not literally, but it’ll feel like it.”

“So you’re graduating from Nekoma?”

You nodded. Kentarō tapped his knuckles against his cheek.

“Wished you told me sooner.”

You blinked at him wearily. “You’re not mad?”

He shook his head then turned away. You grew quiet for a moment. He took it as his chance to butt in.

“So, you like me?”

“It’s all in the letter.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

You looked away. Your hands were clammy, and the air felt ten times hotter. The word you used was stronger, much stronger than he anticipated. It made his cheeks burn and a smile threatened to pull at his lips. He wanted to hear it come to life.

“I love you, Kentarō.”

It sounded sweet, almost tooth-rotting sweet. Kentarō chewed the inside of his cheek. He liked you, he really did. He just wasn’t sure if it was the right moment to say it. Would there be a right moment? After this week, you’d be in Tokyo in another school—a rival school, to make matters worse. He wanted his words to hold weight, and in that moment, they didn’t. Not as much as he wished.

“If you don’t feel the same, I understand.”

“I do.”

You opened your mouth to speak, but the bell cut you off. Kentarō hoisted himself from the ground then held his hand out. His palm was rough under yours, but his touch was gentle. Once you got to your feet, you let go, but he kept his pinky locked with yours.

Friday arrived quickly. Sadness filled the air as you said your goodbyes, thanking your classmates and teachers for the short, but pleasant year. After school, the team led you to the gym with your eyes covered. The boys’ gym was decorated with a banner and a table with food. There was even a cake, the word Seijoh iced and crossed out on top. You let out a hearty laugh before inviting the boys to dig in.

“Of course,” said Oikawa. “I paid for it.”

On one side, Mattsun smeared frosting over Hanamaki’s cheek. On the other, Oikawa tried to spoon-feed Iwaizumi only to be smacked on the head. You sat on the floor next to Kentarō and looked around with a big smile. His thumb reached out to wipe a dollop of frosting from the corner of your mouth. The phrase, “Time flies when you’re having fun,” held up its end of the bargain. When you looked outside, the sun had begun to set.

You thanked your friends, took one last photo, and managed to hold in your tears until your walk home. You promised to visit and to cheer them on at nationals, even if you were on Nekoma’s side. They laughed, waved with sad smiles, then watched you leave.

Kentarō caught up with you a third of the way home. His hand slipped into yours, a habit he recently picked up. It wouldn’t last much longer. You stopped a few houses down from yours. You didn’t want to let go, not yet.

You learned many things this year. One, life wasn’t fair. It never was. Two, people weren’t as shitty as you thought, proven in your new friendships. Three, seeing Kentarō cry made your heart ache in a way you never wanted to feel again. His head fell against your shoulder with a hard thump, tears soaking through the uniform you’d wear for the last time. You rubbed his back and pressed your lips to the top of his head.

“Stay,” he pleaded.

“I wish I could.”

“Please don’t go.”

“I have to.”

Kentarō looked up through his watery lashes. Your lips connected. Who initiated it was a mystery. His kiss was slow but fervent. You leaned in, deepening it until you swore your teeth clashed. Kentarō’s hands rested on your hips, yours on the nape of his neck. His kisses were magnetizing, drawing you closer with each movement. You broke apart for air, foreheads pressed together. He still had tears in his eyes, and so did you. You stayed like that for a bit, wrapped in each other’s arms until you knew you had to let go.

“Call me everyday, please,” he whispered.

“I promise. I swear on my life.”

You kissed him again.

“Goodbye, Kentarō. I love you.”

“Goodbye, (Y/N). I’ll be waiting.”

“So will I.”

Kentarō didn’t say it, but he didn’t have to. You knew he loved you, proven by his daily text messages and calls thereafter. Even if it only lasted a couple of seconds, you never missed a day. Sometimes, you heard his teammates' voices in the background. The audio would become crackly before a new voice replaced your boyfriend’s: Mattsun, Yahaba, Oikawa, and even Iwaizumi.

Boyfriend. The fact made your stomach fill with butterflies. Kentarō was yours, and you were his.

It’d been months since you last saw him in person. You finished your second-year at Nekoma, a school that welcomed you with open arms. You met lots of people, found new friends, but the boys from Seijoh never left your mind. The picture you took hung on the wall of your new bedroom, a space you were still getting used to. Summer vacation was here, and you promised to come home to Miyagi for a week or two. On the train, you checked your phone to see how many kilometers were left. Just a few more minutes.

When it came to a halt, you burst from your seat, duffle bag in tow. You sent Kentarō a text, only to be face-to-face with him the moment the doors opened. You leapt into his arms, knocking him back a few steps. His chin rested on your shoulder as you hugged, swaying side to side.

“I missed you so much, Ken.”

“Missed you, too.”

Your fingers clasped around his, resting perfectly in the dips between his knuckles. Hopefully, he hadn’t dropped his habit. The months you were apart flew by, but they were also the longest you had ever witnessed. Seeing Kentarō for the first time in a while felt like a breath of cool, fresh air.

You tugged on his wrist, ready to head to town. He stayed put.

“What is it?”

“I love you.”

He grinned shyly at you. Kentarō brought color into your dull life, your source of noise in the thick silence. The summer wouldn’t forever, and you had another year left to endure. But as long as he was there, even kilometers away, you’d get through it together.

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megumisbimbo · 3 years

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CONGRATS FOR 100 FOLLOWERS BABES❤️❤️ for the event can i get kyotani kentaro with the love language touch? maybe at like 3 am at his house or something like that? if you don’t write for kyotani them maybe gojo? THANKS LOVE

OUUU this is super cute I love <3 Sorry it took me so long to write this! also I’ve never written for kyotani kinda excited ngl 😳✋🏾

It was early in the morning when you feel a hand glide across your stomach. You lie next to a very restless Kyotani, who seems to be tossing and turning more than usual.

“Baby? Is everything ok?”

“Mmm sort of. I just can’t sleep.” He responds, his voice laced with fatigue.

You grab your phone, which was sitting on the nightstand, and check the time. Seeing that it was 3am and Kyotani had early practice the next morning, you decided to take matters into your own hands. You roll over so that you’re nose is slightly touching his. You brush a gentle hand across his cheek, savoring the precious sound that leaves his lips. He leans into your hand, wrapping his arm around you even more, practically trapping you in his grasp. You bring his face to your chest and give him a few forehead kisses. He snuggles into up into your neck leaving one small kiss. You stay in this position for a while, brushing your hand up and down his arm, humming a tune that you know will put him to sleep. He slowly drifts off to sleep, happy that he was in the arms of his one and only, and you followed him to dreamland soon after. He wasn’t one to show physical affection outside of your alone time but you know how touchy he can be at night. Especially when he‘s finding it hard to sleep. Your loving and tender touch was all he needed to feel absolutely comforted and safe. He wouldn’t trade being with you for the world, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

He wakes up early the next morning, his face smashed into your chest. He smiles to himself as he releases you from his strong grasp. You stir from the lack of contact with your lover. He notices and brushes his hand across the apple of your cheek, shushing you softly and coaxing you back to sleep. You drift off once again and he gives you a sweet kiss on the cheek. He loves waking up to the sight of you sleeping peacefully next to him, and he is reminded just how much he loves you with every deep breath that you take.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu requests #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fluff #domestic haikyuu #hq kyotani #kyotani kentaro #kyotani drabble #kyotani headcanons #kyotani x you #kyotani x reader #periodic.anons #🥀 — bella hits 100

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waifuuwhore · 4 years

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Kyotani being a protective boyfriend

a/n | so i couldn’t get this thought of kyotani just being the most protective boyfriend ever and its so cute. and no he’s not a toxic over-protective boyfriend because he respects woman <3

warnings | kyotani x fem!reader, a man being a weirdo, kyotani being a good boyfriend, some cussing

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The weather had a nice warm feeling with a slight breeze. You dug your feet deeper into the sand, relishing the way the tiny ground up pieces of seashells felt in between your toes. You leaned back into the foldable chair you had brought and sighed contently. When you looked to your right, you saw Kyotani laying on his stomach on the beach towel he put down on the sand. You smiled to yourself when you saw his eyes closed and dug around in your beach bag to snap a quick picture of your lover. Scrunching your eyebrows in frustration, you realized you left your phone in the car. “Kyo, i’m gonna go get my phone i’ll be right back.” You heard a slight grumble of a “okay” before you stood up and made your way to the car, thankfully it wasn’t too far. Kyotani opened his eyes and watched your figure as you opened the car door, bending over the front seat to retrieve your phone that was in the cupholder. His eyes were glued onto you until a man walked up and started talking to you, your body immediately straightening. The stranger took a step closer, putting an hand on the car next to you, almost pinning you to the car.

Kyotani isn’t the type to get over-protective because he knows you can handle yourself (he’s watched you beat up Oikawa one time because he was being an annoying little pervert) but he will more than gladly step in when he needs too. The blonde continued to watch as you talked to the stranger, your uncomfortableness starting to becoming visible, you tried to step away from him but he grabbed your arm to stop you. He felt his anger start to bubble up inside of him because who dares to put their hands on his girlfriend?! Adrenaline pumped through Kyotani’s veins as he stomped his way towards the two of you.

“C’mon sweetheart, your boyfriend doesn’t have to know~” Your face contorted into disgust as tried to pry the mans grip open from your arm. “Let go of me you weirdo!” You resisted the urge to spit at him when you looked at his creepy smile. Thinking about your only two options now, you think about punching him or kneeing him in his balls. But before you could do either, the sounds of footsteps interrupted your thoughts.

“Oi, what do you think you’re doing?” Kyotani stared down at the man as he let go of your arm. You move towards your lover and hold onto his arm, relief washing over you. “So this is your boyfriend?” The stranger sneered at him, slightly puffing his chest out, trying to make himself seem tougher. Kyotani chuckled at the man and took a step closer to him, your hand slipping from his arm.

“You come around here and put your hands on my girl like that again, I’ll kick your ass.” He looked down at the creep to intimidate him with their slight height difference. They stared at each other for a couple seconds before the man scoffed and looked at you then back at Kyotani. “I hope you make good use of that whore body she has.” The man moves to turn around but not before Kyotani’s fist collides with his face, instantly knocking him down.

“Say that shit again I dare you!” Kyotani leans over the man, chest heaving in anger as he clutched them mans shirt, ready to hit him again. He only coughs and holds his jaw into his hand.

“Kyo, stop, please.” You put your hand onto his shoulder and try to pull him off of the man. People starting to watch the scene. He shoves the man back into the ground and stares him down once again. “Stay away from me and her or next time I’ll send you to the hospital.” Kyotani grabs your hand and walks back to your claimed spot in the sand. You fumble with the keys to make sure the car is locked while Kyo drags you. He huffs as he plops down onto the towel he was previously laying on and brings you down with him. His anger starts to subside once he has you wrapped up in his arms and your scent invaded his senses.

“Thank you for protecting me, Kyo.” You kissed his hand as you rubbed his arm.

“I’ll always protect you, y/n.”

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okay so this is my first oneshot IN FOREVER so it kinda sucks. but please let me know what you guys think!

#haikyuu x reader #kyotani x y/n #kyotani imagine #kyotani #kyotani kentaro #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu kyotani #kyotani being the best boyfriend #simp for kyotani #kyoutani #kyoutani fluff #kyoutani x reader

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imagineanime2022 · 1 year

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Secret To Public

Kyotani Kentaro X Male!Reader

Word Count: 1074

Requested: Anon

Request: 🎐🤍💿 can i get a Kyotani Kentaro x Male reader, where the reader is Aoba Johsais manager and nobody on the team knows that they are dating yet—and Oikawa keeps making moves on the reader and it makes Kyotani jealous? (sorry for not good wording, very sleepy rn lololol) 🎐🤍💿

You and Kyotani had been dating for a little while, you had met him when he came to the gym to practice late one night and you had just managed to kick Oikawa out, you complimented him and even asked that he tried out for the team but he shut you down said he didn’t work well in a team and no one even wanted him there, you didn’t believe that for a second, with how dysfunctional the rest of the boys were you had no doubt that he would fit in. In the time that it took you to convince him to join the team you actually ended up dating him, you never told anyone, you assumed that he would want to keep his private life private and you had no problem with that.

You were laying around in your bedroom, he was on his back with you draped over him as he played with your hair “they asked me to join.” He mumbled. “Hm?” You hummed moving your head so your chin rested on your hand to connect your eyes with his. “The team… Well, Iwaizumi asked me to join the team, something about needing my help to beat the teams that they’re going to be facing.” He said lowly. “Well yeah, we really need someone like you, you’ll confuse them no problem.” You nodded and he raised an eyebrow. “Is that supposed to be a compliment?” He asked. “Yes. You know your way different than anyone else on the team.” You explained and he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips. “You’ll be there the whole time?” He asked. “Yeah.” You answered with a nod. “I guess I’ll see how it goes then.” He shrugged. “Thank you.” You smiled as you pushed yourself up to straddle his waist leaning down to press a kiss to his lips.

Practice went about as well as you thought it would. He clashed with almost everyone on the team, no one more so than Oikawa, who believed himself the highest authority. You knew that Kyotani was never going to listen to him and you could definitely see that he was getting aggravated, you wanted to go over and talk to him but you weren’t sure that he was even going to want that. Your eyes were still trained on him when someone else came over to you. “Scary Mad Dog don’t worry I’ll protect you.” Oikawa said having seen where you were looking. “What?” You asked looking at him, confusion clear on your face as he giggled. “I protect you from the scary new player, do you need to tell him something?” Oikawa asked, looping an arm over your shoulder, “What are you staring at him for anyway, I’m right here.” “I don’t know how many times I have to tell you that you really aren’t my type, pretty boy?” You asked as you looked at him and laughed. “A few more times I’m still not getting it.” Oikawa smiled. “Get back on the field.” You ordered. “The only reason that you are a star player is because I can’t play.” “Of course.” Oikawa smirked before going back to practice with the others.

Later that evening, you were sitting in the gym waiting for everyone else to leave so that you could lock up, almost everyone was out, Oikawa being dragged away by Iwaizumi who was closely followed by Hanamaki and Matsukawa, all the others leaving of their own accord, the only one that you hadn’t seen was Kyotani, you decided to go into the changing room and make sure that he was okay. “Ken!” You yelled through the changing room. “What?” He asked, you walked towards where you heard his voice and saw that he was still getting changed. “Are you okay?” You asked. “Fine.” He answered as he dried his hair. “You don’t seem fine.” You frowned. “Look I really don’t need you fussing over me alright?” He asked. “You're going to want to revise your tone if you still want to call me your boyfriend tomorrow.” You warned him and you heard him sigh as he let his head drop, his shoulders dropping. “I’m sorry I just don’t like the way that he talks to you and touches you.” He finally said. “Who?” You asked. “Oikawa.” He answered and you smiled as you walked towards him looping your arms around his neck smiling softly. “Are you jealous?” you asked as you leaned up your mouth a breath away from his. “You know all we have to do is tell them that we’re dating.” “I never said that we were keeping it a secret.” He grabbed your waist pulling you closer to him, his naked chest pressed flat to your clothed one. “Oh really?” You asked, he smirked and pressed a kiss to your lips only tightening his grip on you as you attempted to pull away from him. You slipped your phone out of your back pocket snapping a picture of the both of you. Kyotani finally pulled away from you to see what you were doing. “What are you doing?” He asked, watching you pull up Oikawa’s text thread with yourself. “Just sending a message to Oikawa.” You answered, attaching the picture with the caption ‘really not my type, pretty boy’. Kyotani smirked before pressing send for you and pulling you into another kiss. “Come on get changed, we can finish this back at my place or something, I have to lock this place up.” You reminded him and he gave an annoyed groan before doing as you asked.

Oikawa let out a distressed noise as he looked at his phone “Why would he send me this.” He whined holding his phone up for the others. “Because you don’t take no for an answer.” Iwaizumi answered. “He has told you before that he’s not interested.” Matsukawa shrugged. “You're still trying.” Hanamaki smirked. “Iwa-chan my heart is broken!” He whined. “I’m sure you’ll find someone else by this time tomorrow.” Iwaizumi muttered as he continued to eat. “You don’t care?” Oikawa asked. “I’ll care when you’re actually hurt.” Iwaizumi muttered, slapping Oikawa’s hands away as he tried to reach out for him. “You really think he’s going to be okay?” Matsukawa asked as he watched Hanamaki tease Oikawa about something. “He’ll be fine.” Iwaizumi waved off the question in favour of finishing his meal and getting as far away from the star setter as possible.

Request Here!!

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kirislut · 4 years

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stupid things

a/n: i’m so soft for kyoutani at the moment idk i just am. also this is part two of bitch!

warnings: one curse word, i guess two since the a/n

>part 1

you grumble angrily, walking out of your last class of the day. as your stomp your way to the boys volleyball gym, your hand tightens and crumbles the paper in your hand. however when you enter the gym you don’t see your two close idiots, oikawa and iwaizumi, around. they were probably still changing, so you stood outside the gym and waited.

you caught movement out of the corner of your eye and immediately looked up, thinking it was the two boys. however it was not, it was just kyoutani. “kyou, where’s kawa and zumi,” kyoutani stopped, looking at you and the scowl you didn’t even know you had on your face.

“still changing, why what’s wrong,” he crossed his arms as he stood across from you. you rolled your eyes at him, still grumbling, “nothing i just want to talk to them.” your stubbornness and attitude made him huff. he glanced down at your hands, seeing the paper which adorned many red marks on it and was very wrinkled by now.

“did you get a bad grade?” the fact that he hit the nail on the head made your cheeks puff up with annoyance, “it’s none of your business! i-i just need to talk to kawa and zumi...” kyoutani watched as your previous scowl formed into a frown, he could even see the tears start to gather in your now glassy eyes.

he stood there for a moment, not sure how to handle you when you were upset. but he knew of that thing that mostly worked.

you tensed when you felt yourself being pulled away from the wall and into kyoutani’s arms and chest. he was hugging you. for a second you weren’t sure how to feel, you were still upset over your previous interaction and him calling you a bitch. but right now you just really needed comfort, so you let him hug you and just hid your face in his chest. you really didn’t want to cry at the moment so smothering your face in his shirt was helping, but the smell of his body wash invading your noses was helpfully at all. you never realized he smelled so nice.

and poor kyoutani, he was just hugging you yet he could feel his ears burning up again. he felt disgusted with himself for being so easily affected by you again, he really needed to figure himself out. but he could do that later, you were the more important matter at hand. or say, in his arms.

you stayed there comfortably for less than five minutes, finally pulling away and just in the nick of time. the rest of the team was rounding the corner to enter the gym, seeing the two of you standing with each other.

“oh mad dog-chan~ what are you doing over there with (y/n), time to go to practice before you do anything scandalous,” oikawa’s teases made the both of you flustered and angry with the brunet. you swear you were gonna kill him later. “yeah i’m going already,” kyoutani rolled his eyes in response as he walked away from you.

before entering the gym after everyone else, he sparred you a quick glance, “get changed already we need our manager.” with his final quick words he walked into the gym, finding himself blushing once more as he thought about him hugging you. he hated how you made him do the most stupidest things, but at the same time he wanted to continue doing stupid things with you.

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catwithangerissues · 3 years

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Hey, hey!! 💛😊 this weeks prompts are so cute, and they look so much fun!! Could I get a fluff-themed letter from Kyōtani (if you aren’t comfortable writing him, Akaashi or Aone are also cool!)? I use feminine pronouns <3

Thanks so much if you choose to do this! 💛

First off! I’m so sorry it took me so long to get to my requests. I was having a pretty rough week, I hope you understand. <3

*a messily packaged yellow envelope lays on your kitchen table, along with a small box of your favorite baked treat, there’s a matching ribbon tied around it. It still smells warm!*

Hey brat, I know I’m not the best with words, but I felt like you needed to hear this right now. Well, as much as you can “hear” through a stupid letter. I wish I could say this stuff in person, but I’m too impatient to wait until I see you.

I adore you, ya know? I don’t say it enough, but you really do mean the world to me. I know I’m a bit rough around the edges, and I don’t show you enough affection- especially in public- but I mean it when I say you’re my love. (I do enjoy the face you make every time I kiss you, though.) I really am proud to call you mine, pretty girl. 💛 I’m thankful that you take the time to help me break down my walls, and even though I hate admitting it, you bring out the big softie in me. (Tell the team and I’ll bite you though.)💛

You do so much for me, you go out of your way to show me how much you care for me even when I’m being a huge pain in the ass, and I appreciate that. As stubborn as you are, brat, it’s pretty cute.

I’m proud of you, and everything you do. You’re so smart and considerate, and I guess your dumb jokes are pretty funny sometimes. 💛🙄

Anyways, I hope to see you soon, pretty girl. I have a surprise waiting for you, and it may or may not be a date I spent ages planning with Iwaizumi’s help. He just knows everything about girls that I’ve got no idea about, but I really wanted it to be good, because you deserve the best. I’ll pick you up later tonight, be ready! It’s a date at the pier, but that’s all the information you’re getting for now.

I adore you, and don’t forget it.

-Your favorite pain in the ass, Mad-Dog 💛

🌱I hope you like this🥺 I don’t know if I’m the best at writing for Kyo, but I tried to make it as aggressively full of love as possible lmao💛 Lmk what you think please!

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kekoma · 3 years

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— 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫.

❝do it. for me. it’s all I will ever ask from you.❞ | kyōtani wants his last memory to be of you. specially the first dance he ever saw by you.

word count : 1,490

contains/genre : nothing inappropriate. sfw. angst.

note : this concept has been rattling in my mind for awhile so i decided to write about it and share. a little iffy and may make another part to this to add on, but i hope it’s still enjoyable.

soft saintly melodies disturbed the immense opening of kyōtani’s living quarters while the spent sun illuminated it from the window wall that displayed the city. your eyes taking in how the balmy glow painted the city in a sense it felt unreal. as much as you had lived here, watching the sunset whenever you took the time out to, viewing it now from such an high up angle made it feel completely different. almost foreign yet a good one.

placing a hand on the window, you released a sigh of breath you hadn’t realize you were holding in; “adorable.” the voice of your lover disconnected you attention from the scene and towards kyōtani as he swished his freshly poured drink in his hand while watching you intently, “hmm? what’s adorable?”

“well you of course. there’s no other doe here besides you, bambi.” the pet name erupted an undescribable tingle, overlaying your skin in goosebumps, “I haven’t done anything worthy to be called adorable.” you refuted and in return, he mustered out a chuckle before taking a sip of the dark liquid in the glass.

“no matter how many times you come here and watch the view, those expressions of yours are adorable. sometimes I think you do it on purpose in hopes that I’ll react, but then it hits me. those are genuine. you don’t even notice you do it which makes everything cuter than before.” kyōtani shifted his gaze to the window before finishing his drink in one gulp. a small hiss following suit to his actions as his legs guided himself to the black leather couch while gesturing you to sit besides him. of course you followed through, close to one another that his thighs pressed your owns.

the scent of warm cinnamon, blood mandarin, mint citrus with a dash of grapefruit entwine masculine leather and Indian patchouli had tickled your nose. there was a faint underscore of his nature pheromones that never failed to enrapture you every time. if it had been possible, you would have wrapped— hell! even engrave his scent onto you since it had become something you could never get tired of smelling. as the aroma left you to wallow, kyōtani took his chance to free you from it’s hold before it was too late, “do you recall when we first met y/n?”

a sudden and strange question. you weren’t quick to answer him, rather you studied his mannerism to see if anything had been off yet nothing unveiled what you had been looking for, “do i recall our first time meeting?” you repeated dumbfounded and in return, he let out a hum instead of verbally replying.

“yeah I do. why do you ask? did you forget or perhaps,” eyes peering into his distant ridden eyes, “you plan on testing me.”

“neither. I just wanted to hear it from your point of view. is it a crime for me to ask that from you, my little doe?”

“no... it isn’t but that can’t be the only reason.”

“it is. now please y/n... tell me your point of view.”

although his tone had seemed somewhat frolicsome, something had been eating away at him and knowing kentarō— he wouldn’t tell you what it was even if you pointed a gun to his temple and threaten him. it was something you had gotten use to overtime, nevertheless, it still irked you to know he wouldn’t expose what had been going through his mind until ken deemed it was time.

with a small sigh, you indulged in your lover’s request— recalling that summer’s day as if it had happened just yesterday. how you were so caught up with keeping up with the melody and ensuring you landed on each beat on time, that you hadn’t noticed his presence until everything came to an halt and he spoke: “it must be my lucky day to watch a little doe like you. captivating. truly it is.”

at the time, kyōtani carried an air around him that screamed ‘peril’. skin concealed by bandages, hair slicked back with two small strands accenting his forehead to keep it from being completely bare, his posture wasn’t good as he presented himself with a slight slouch and hands in his pockets, and his eyes... those orbs of his had seemed almost lifeless yet held secrets to them while he face had even followed suit. normally you wouldn’t enlighten a stranger with your company, choosing to avoid them at all cost— that day was different for some reason.

you remembered poking at him about how long he had been there and if he used that line on every girl he meet, yet to your incredulity, he explained that it wasn’t. kyōtani expressed that he had only entered in the middle of the performance, that something about the way you moved made him forget all about his need to smoke or even leaving to give you privacy. it was his first time seeing such a display up close, soon asking if you would be willing to give him more performances like that in the near future.

of course his approach had sounded like setup to something unspeakable, making you turn it down yet kentarō wouldn’t allow such a masterpiece slip from his grasp. that’s when you noted your true feelings and thoughts to his atypical advances. everything was fishy, but how you two ended up together was due to his persistence and later telling you it was love at first which is why he never gave up on you.

a strange story to reminisce about yet without a word or sound— rough hands gently cupped your cheeks and turned you towards kyōtani; “you know, I’ll love you no matter what, right? whether we’re close like now or so far from each other that it hurts... I’ll always love you.”

“of course... and you know that I love you too. I always will.”

kyōtani leaned in to plant a honeyed kiss on your lips. as much as you wanted it to turn into something more, he denied your advances by pulling away with a smile, “do you remember that same dance?” he asked, large hands engulfing yours and bringing them up to leave little kisses on them, “I-I do... why?”

“then perform it again. dance your heart your heart away. do it for me. it’s all I will ever ask from you.” his kisses on your flesh become more frequent, as if the action itself would convince you and it somehow it did. without much thought, you stood up with a smile, “if it’s what you desire then I’ll give it to you. although,” you removed your hands from his— cupping his face, “you’ll have to repay me. it’s been a few years since we first met and that dance alone is somewhat hazy to me.”

kyōtani flashed a tiny smile back before snickering, “thank you... my lilliputian dancer. I’ll never forget this.” as the last word left his lips, he slide from your touch to pay his attention to searching his phone for the song that played.

you, on the other hand, had prepared yourself a few feet away from the couch. the room had been quite vastly after all so there was no need to move anything out of your way or ensure you wouldn’t break anything. it hadn’t taken the blonde to find the song, with it’s soothing melodies taking over and reminding your body of the moves from so long ago— kyōtani found himself in dazed with how fluent it looked. had you not told him about it being hazy to you then he would have assumed you learned it recently. with how you never missed a step, everything fell into place naturally.

lucky for him, he noticed how concentrated you were— leaving him to wallow in the emotions he kept hidden. a singular tear caressed his cheek as his facial feature expressed tenderness yet a hint of melancholy traced over:

“y/n... my little doe and dancer... I can only hope that you’ll find it in your heart to forgive me. I’ve broken a rule to be with you and if time had been reset, I’ll do it again. however... I fear your safety may be ruined for my selfish actions to love you. may this moment be cherish with devotion since it’ll be our last.” he thought to himself— images of your relationship unfolding in his mind while watching sharply, kyōtani never had any intentions of leaving you, but for a man with blood on his hands... the yakuza came first and his selfish desires to be loved and to love would end with your blood on his hand too.

perhaps... in another timeline, you two would be happy together without the fear of you being found out. the fear of losing the first and only person kyōtani deemed his first love and made him believe love at first sight had truly existed.

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basilrazzledazzle · 4 years

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hey uhh, if you’re still doing requests, could i ask for a kyoutani x fem reader (gn is fine too) that’s a guitarist? maybe he hears them playing and decides to talk to them idk- i love all your stuff btw!

omg tysm?? the idea that people like read all my stuff is kind of terrifying but so sweet?

KYOUTANI X GUITARIST!GN!READER

trigger warnings: none

so i’ve decided that kyoutani is DEFINITELY emo

like he wears eyeliner so chances are he is

so like maybe you had your guitar at school and were hanging out with some friends in the courtyard after classes and just like, vibing

like maybe for a club / band thing?

he was on his way to the gym for classes and heard you playing and singing with your friends

immediately entranced

he kinda just stood there, listening to you guys

but especially you

despite other people singing with you, your voice just stood out the most

he had never heard someone so,, angelic, despite how cliche it sounds

you felt someone staring and looked up, catching his eye and sending him a smile as you kept singing

now kyoutani isn’t the type to get flustered easily

but boy turned RED

basically said “peace out ✌️ “ and scurried off to practice

still, distracted the entire time

the guys noticed but like, kinda nervous to mention it?

because i mean, it;s mad dog

he is ALWAYS on his game so if something is bothering him??

oh boy

anyway fast forward a couple days and he STILL had the song you guys were playing stuck in his head

maybe even humming it to himself in the hallway?

was on his was to class when he heard the same voice he had been hearing on repeat for the last half of the week

but this time it was like, right there

in front of him

and very much not in his head

you approached him in the hallway, clutching a flyer in your hand

“hey, uh, kyoutani, right? i’ve seen you play volleyball before!”

there was a second where you were going to let him answer, but he didn’t

he was kind of shocked tbh?

plus up close he noticed how pretty your eyes are

“uh, well, i saw you listening to us the other day? out in the courtyard? and i was thinking, i don’t know, maybe you might wanna come watch us tonight? we’re playing at this coffee shop, all the info is on the flyer.”

you were definitely nervous when approaching him

i mean, who wouldn’t be?

but you had decided it was worth a shot

plus your friends knew about your crush on him and threatened to invite him themselves if you didn’t

and there was an infinity of ways that could go badly

for a second he just kind of stood there? then he blinked, his eyes looking around

“yeah, i guess”

which, quite frankly, was much better than you expected

you grinned and handed him the flyer

“cool, i’ll see you tonight!”

he definitely was staring after you in near-shock as you went on to your next class

he was SO NERVOUS that night but refused to tell anyone

he probably changed outfits like three times before leaving

because he didn’t want to be late

i feel like he got to the coffee shop like fifteen minutes before the time on the flyer hnsjsjs

so he just waited outside

when he decided it was time to go in, he spotted you immediately

you and your friends were setting up in an area where there weren’t any tables or booths

there were a couple other students, and what he assumed were regular patrons of the place

it was kind of busy?

he wondered if anyone else was there just to listen to you guys

he scanned the room then looked back at you

you met his gaze and sent him a nervous smile

because he’s mad dog and has a reputation to maintain, he nods back

but for him?? that’s like a grin

which makes you grin

pretty soon you guys started and played for a little over half an hour

and he stayed the whole time <3

then he realized he like, couldn’t just leave??

but he felt so awkard

he never really had felt like this before??

he had found people hot before or whatever

but there hadn’t been any emotional attachment, or worrying about what they thought

but suddenly he found himself wondering what you thought of him and it was weird

but when he suddenly found you in front of him, he was forced to push those thoughts aside

“hey, kyoutani! i uh, didn’t really expect you to show up? what’d you think?”

honestly? he had no clue what to say

he wasn’t very good at expressing positive emotions

the words - or word - he found?

“good”

when you kinda laughed anxiously he amended his statement

“i mean, you guys were good. you can tell there was a lot of practice that went into that.”

you were so surprised??

you giggled

“thank you! and yeah, there was a lot of practice, you’re right”

you then launched into this story of how almost everything went wrong during your last few practices, leading him out the door to your car slowly. as you put your guitar case in the backseat, you wrapped up your tale

“well,” he said slowly, choosing his words, “it paid off. you sounded.. amazing.” you couldn’t tell, because of the darkness outside, but he was blushing as he stammered to fix his statement, “i mean, you all did. you guys were great.”

as you closed your car door, you said, “i guess you’d know about practice, huh? i see the volleyball club in the gym almost everyday.” you paused, then smiled at him. “how about i go to your next game?”

and thus, a tradition began, with both of you attending the other’s events

hsnsjjs this is SO ooc i’m sorry omg i’m terrible at writing for him

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randoimago · 2 years

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25 Days of Christmas Oneshots

Here is my List of all the oneshots I did from December 1st to December 25th!!

Christmas Movie Night - Jujutsu Kaisen :: Yuuta Okkotsu

Gift Wrapping Date - Jujutsu Kaisen :: Maki Zenin

Picking out a Tree - Haikyuu :: Kotaro Bokuto

Ice Skating - My Hero Academia :: Ryuko Tatsumi

Baking Cookies - Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure :: P4 Jotaro Kujo

Ugly Sweater Party - Fe3h :: Ashe Ubert

Visiting an Animal Shelter - Attack on Titan :: Jean Kirstein

Sledding - Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure :: Jolyne Kujo

Sleigh Ride - Persona 4 :: Rise Kujikawa

Skiing - Persona 5 :: Ryuji Sakamoto

Secret Santa - Demon Slayer :: Zenitsu

Midnight Walk in the Snow - Haikyuu :: Kyotani Kentaro

Going Around To Look at Christmas Lights - My Hero Academia :: Hitoshi Shinso

Making Naughty and Nice Lists of Friends/Family - Persona 4 :: Chie Satonaka

Gift Shopping Together - Ace Attorney :: Miles Edgeworth

Decorate Gingerbread Houses - Critical Role :: Orym

Kiss Under a Mistletoe - Ace Attorney :: Klavier Gavin

Snowball Fight - Persona 5 :: Futaba Sakura

Decorating Christmas Tree - Critical Role :: Yasha Nydoorin

Build a Snowman - Danganronpa :: Kaede Akamatsu

Making Cards for Others - Genshin :: Noelle

Opening Presents - Pokemon :: Piers

Finding Stocking Stuffers - Fire Emblem Three Houses :: Caspar

Waiting for Santa - JJBA :: Hayato (platonic, siblings)

Drinking Hot Cocoa - Attack on Titan :: Sasha Blouse

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arsontisticallyinfernal · 2 years

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Request rules

My oneshot/headcanon requesting rules!

Best at

Fluff

Angst

Yandere

Gore

Platonic

Romance

F!reader

M!reader

Gn!reader

X readers

Oneshots

Headcanons

Decent at

Nsfw [if you have any smut requests, go to my side blog made specifically for stuff like that. All rules and boundaries apply there as well.]

Death

Cc X oc

oc x oc

Crossovers

Will not do

Anything related to S/h, S/a, suicide, etc [maybe in the future for spreading awareness.]

Proshipping [Incest, Adult x minor, etc]

Noncon/r@p4

Write weird feitishes

Matchups [maybe in the future]

Cc x cc

Fandoms I write for

Friday night funkin

Five nights at freddy’s [all games]

Disney: Twisted wonderland

Obey me! Shall we date?

Cookie run: Kingdom

Cookie run: Ovenbreak

Wings of fire

Mcyts/dsmp

Market of monsters

The walten files

Genshin impact

Ensemble stars

Arcana twilight

Tfp, tfa and tfrid [transformers]

12k TMNT, ROTTMNT

Haikyuu

Characters I write for

Fnf

Mommy mearest

Daddy dearest

Pico

Skid[platonic]

Pump[platonic]

Lemon demon

Tankman/Captain

Senpai

Fnaf

All characters besides Balloon boy and any of his alternative animatronics, C.c, Elizabeth, etc. Along with the book characters, I won’t write the book characters.

Twst

All characters [platonic only for Cheka and Ortho, romance or platonic only for any other minors]

Obey me

All characters [Platonic only for luke]

Crk + Crob

All characters, it will be platonic for minors.

Wof

The dod

The talons of peace

The jade winglet

Ex queen scarlet

Burn

Blister

Blaze

Jambu

Luna

Cricket

Blue

Swordtail

Sundew

Willow

Wasp

Ruby

Fatespeaker

Smolder

more characters are to come

Mcyts/Dsmp

Nihachu

Jack Manifold

Slimecicle

Others may be added later

Market of monsters

Nita

Kovit

Adair

The walten files

Jack

Rosemary

Felix

Susan

Brian

Genshin impact

All playable characters, platonic only for minors under 14 [Yaoyao, Klee, etc], romantic and platonic only for minors under 18 [Bennett, Collei, Razor, etc]

Ensemble stars

Romantic or Platonic for all characters

Arcana twilight

Arcturus

Sirius

Vega

Pollux

Alpheratz

Spica

Transformers

Only characters from the tfp, tfa and tfrid series

TMNT

No nsfw accepted at all for any characters

12k turtles

12k Casey

ROTTMNT April

ROTTMNT turtles

Sunita

Cassandra

ROTTMNT casey

Haikyuu

Yachi Hitoka

Hinata Shoyo

Kiyoko Shimizu

Kageyama Tobio

Sugawara Koshi

Daichi Sawamura

Tanaka Ryuunosuke

Yu Nishinoya

Yamaguchi Tadashi

Matsukawa Issei

Iwaizumi Haijime

Oikawa Tooru

Yahaba Shigeru

Kyotani Kentaro

Hanamaki Takahiro

Kuroo Tetsuroo

Yaku Morisuke

Kenma Kozume

Lev Haiba

Yamamoto Taketora

Fukunaga Shohei

Bokuto Kotaro

Akaashi Keiji

Konoha Akinori

Tendou Satori

Goshiki Tsutomu

Shirabu Kenjiro

Semi Eita

Kita Shinsuke

Aran Ojiro

Miya Atsumu

Miya Osamu

Suna Rintaro

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Yuji Terushima

Daishou Suguru

Important posts:

Feel free to ask me anything about what else I’d write if it isn’t listed, and feel free to request whenever!

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t-horn-n · 3 years

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— masterlist

updated whenever i post • please comment any grammar mistakes i make ↪︎ fandoms i write for/terms

↪︎ oneshot — 600+ words

↪︎ drabble — >600 words

↪︎ happy ending — h.end

i. actors

— sebastian stan

drabble : i guess i really did fall : fluff

↪︎ you, anthony, and sebastian. what a trio.

ii. marvel cinimatic universe

— pietro maximoff

oneshot : spirits in my head : mild-angst, h.end

↪︎ like the twins, you gained powers from the sceptre, but they were a little darker than you bargained for.

oneshot : phantasmagoria : semi angst, h.end

↪︎ pietro convinces you that he’s different from your hallucinations.

oneshot : lost and found : mild angst, h.end

↪︎ (platonic) you reunite with your siblings after you fled sokovia.

— bucky barnes

oneshot : game over : fluff

↪︎ during a heated videogame tournament, the best will truly be revealed.

oneshot : red : angst, h.end

↪︎ secrets tend to come out when stakes are high.

oneshot : green ink : fluff

↪︎ when after nearly seventy years bucky joins the avengers, it’s nice to see a friendly face he can count on to be there.

oneshot : memories bring back you : semi-angst, h.end

↪︎ hydra wanted him back, that was all you could remember. but as you meet him you don’t know what hurts more: bullet wounds or remembering.

oneshot : through the looking glass : angst-ish

↪︎ for a moment, imagine you took bucky’s place in the air carrier scene and bucky donned the role of steve.

— loki laufeyson

oneshot : catalyst : fluff

↪︎ pt ii : mild-angst, h.end

↪︎ who is the prank war champion, loki, god of mischief; or you, goddess of fun?

iii. the martian

— chris beck

oneshot : crash landing : mild-angst, h.end

↪︎ relationships between crew members weren’t recommended, but a little flirting never hurt anyone.

iv. the hunger games

— finnick odair

oneshot : coin toss : semi-angst

↪︎ part ii : heads and tails : mild-angst, h.end

↪︎ you thought no one knew you name. so why not be a hero before you die?

oneshot : apple blossoms : fluff-ish

↪︎ finnick fell in love with you from afar. you fell in love with him over rain and origami flowers.

oneshot : grotto : fluff

↪︎ finnick sneaks you away from the prison-like capitol to you own little grotto.

oneshot : deathbed : angst

↪︎ you die instead of finnick.

oneshot : it’s your voice : mild-angst, h.end

↪︎ when he hears the jabberjay shriek in your voice panic takes over. why? because he’s been in love with you since forever.

oneshot : unspoken : mild-angst, h.end

↪︎ finnick didn’t get the chance to tell you he loves you before you were snatched away by the capitol and it is eating him up inside.

oneshot : make belief : mild-angst, h.end

↪︎ he doesn’t understand why he’s jealous, johanna does and she’s there to knock some sense into the golden boy.

series : deposition of a thousand words : out now on wattpad!

↪︎ in which they jump off the ledge together.

v. haikyuu

— various

scenario : scaredy cat : fluff

↪︎ what they do when you’re scared during a movie. ft. k. tetsurou, k. kozume, t. oikawa, w. ushijima, y. nishinoya

scenario : the little things : fluff

↪︎ the little things they do for you. ft. k. tsukishima, k. akaashi, k. sugawara, t. kageyama, y. nishinoya

headcannon : christmas crimes : fluff

↪︎ someone thought it was a good idea to host a gingerbread making contest. ft. tobio kageyama, yu nishinoya, kei tsukishima, koshi sugawara, kenma kozume, kentaro kyotani

incorrect quotes : pt i ; pt ii : fluff, crack

— tobio kageyama

oneshot : raven : fluff

↪︎ kageyama is not the only one who knows how to rule a court.

— yu nishinoya

headcannon : censored : fluff

↪︎ as someone who has chosen not to curse, you find it all too amusing censoring your boyfriend’s colourful vocabulary.

oneshot : fun sized : fluff

↪︎ nishinoya has finally encountered someone shorter than him and he sees you for what you are: a fun-sized blessing.

oneshot : camping with karasuno : fluff

↪︎ camping could be relaxing… if you didn’t have a nishinoya.

drabble : neck pains : fluff

↪︎ nishinoya doesn’t want your neck to be sore.

— nobuyuki kai

headcannon : sucker : fluff

↪︎ you’re a simp for nobuyuki.

— mao aihara

headcannon : brownies? : fluff

↪︎ you wanted to be a supportive s/o and you were almost there… as soon as you master the art of baking brownies.

— kenma kozume

oneshot : pocky : fluff

↪︎ two of the quietest people on earth bring out the loud in each other over pocky.

oneshot : rings of string : fluff

↪︎ the things you do when both you and kenma seem to have the memory of a goldfish.

— kei tsukishima

oneshot : you look like you have a headache : fluff

↪︎ your first meeting with tsukishima was bizarre to say the least, but it’s tsukishima we’re talking about.

drabble : anniversary : fluff

↪︎ you’ve got a long track record of forgetting things and that’s why tsukishima thinks you forgot your anniversary, but you’ve got yourself covered.

drabble : midnight love : fluff

↪︎ it’s the moments where you’re surrounded by nothing but the flashing lights of the cars next to you and the inky black of the night where you truly find sublime happiness.

vi. boku no hero academia

— various

drabble : loveable flaws : fluff

↪︎ their loveable flaws. ft. s. aizawa, k. bakugo, i. midoriya, dabi, s. todoroki

— shota aizawa

oneshot : addiction : fluff

↪︎ in which you accidentally get the ever-exhausted shota aizawa hooked onto the caffeinated drink named coffee.

— dabi

oneshot : let it burn : mild-angst, h.end-ish

↪︎ if you couldn’t have the world, why could anyone else?

oneshot : happy ending : mild-angst, h.end-ish

↪︎ it’s the end of the world, what can you do about it?

— katsuki bakugo

oneshot : the magic word : angst

↪︎ what can bakugo do when you are injured? absolutely nothing. and he hates it.

vii. six of crows

— kaz brekker

oneshot : wake up call : fluff

↪︎ you’re not a morning person. who can blame you?

oneshot : waffles : fluff

↪︎ if kaz didn’t want a mess in the kitchen, he shouldn’t have ordered you to a week of bed rest.

drabble : tiny little boxes : fluff-ish

↪︎ kaz brekker has a label for everyone. a box for everything, well, sans you.

viii. shadow and bone / king of scars

— nikolai lantsov

oneshot : i don’t know how to dance : fluff

↪︎ many people would be thrilled by the opportunity to dance with the future king of ravka. the only problem is, you don’t know how to dance.

ix. star wars

— kylo ren

drabble : tantrum : fluff

↪︎ you show kylo a prettier way to throw a tantrum.

oneshot : the statue and the artist : mild-angst-ish

↪︎ part ii : allusions and anecdotes : mild-angst-ish

↪︎ you, who has been locked up for over a decade and whose only companions are faceless soldiers and nameless voices who say they are linked to you through the “force,” find that you have an unlikely connection with the dark prince of the first order.

x. jujutsu kaisen

— kento nanami

headcannon : teach me : fluff

↪︎ the little things you teach each other.

xi. attack on titan

— levi ackerman

oneshot : livewire : mild-angst

↪︎ you are so tired and levi is so far away and the titans are so close, but you cannot give up because you are his livewire.

xii. top gun

i will forever use the call sign breathless unless otherwise requested simply because it came to me on a whim

— tom ‘iceman’ kazansky

oneshot : 30000 foot butterflies : fluff

↪︎ iceman reveals a side of him that is only evoked in your presence.

xii. stranger things

— eddie munson

drabble : puzzle pieces : fluff

↪︎ the dorky little things that comprise the enigma of you and eddie.

— peter ballard / henry creel

oneshot : he who wears the crown of thorns : angst, h.end

↪︎ when you are injured in the lab, peter must finally admit what your relationship is.

oneshot : helically intertwined : fluff

↪︎ you’re simping and it’s a college au.

#masterlist #fanfiction #x reader #actors #marvel #the martian #hunger games #haikyuu #my hero academia #avatar the last airbender #six of crows #shadow and bone #star wars #jujutsu kaisen #thornsmasterlist #top gun #attack on titan #stranger things

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