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astyrial · 9 months
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knight in shining armor kiyoko shimizu x gn!reader (meet cute) synopsis: she helps you after a bike crash word count: 1k warnings: college au, minor injuries masterlist | requests are open
    every morning, without fail, you see the same woman on your bike path. her long black hair, her etched-into-your-mind smile. the dozens of times you've biked by her apartment results in the dozens of times she's given you a short wave. 
  even her waves are graceful. the way her hand moves through the wind as she carries on with her activities. sometimes it'll be her watering the flowers outside her window, or her listening to a song loud enough that you can just barely hear it. and it makes her so irritatingly irresistible. 
  you find yourself looking towards where her apartment sits when you pass. and then your mind wonders what makes her so interesting to you. the answer of her perfect music taste, well polished flowers, and cat tower that sits right by the window, rings through your mind. 
  yet you know nothing about her. sure you know snippets of her life, but you can't possibly understand what her life is like. she lives near campus, meaning she's likely a college student. but what's her degree? what's her wants for after college? is she already seeing someone?
  and honestly you never thought your answers would be answered, but make plans and watch fate happen...
  "i'm literally biking to school right now, no, i'm serious! i'm like five minutes out," you try to explain to kuroo on the other end of the phone, his disbelief very visibly evident. 
  you groan as he continues to make jokes about how you're always running late. normally, you try to bike with attention to what's in front of you. but for some reason, mocking and laughing over the phone caught your attention, taking your eyes off of the sidewalk in front of you. 
  "kuroo, i will slap you if you keep distracting me! i told you, i'm so close to the school, i will be in class on time," with an instinctual shake of the head, your eyes barely catch something along your bike path. 
  just a few houses down, the mystery woman is walking towards the sidewalk, her headphones covering her ears. you give a small shout, attempting to slow your bike down as quickly as you can. the worst thing you think you can do right now is hit the woman who makes you so intrigued. probably break one of her bones or something and live embarrassed for the rest of your life.
  kuroo quickly asks what's happening while you drive yourself towards the grass. however, the building that houses the prettiest lady you've ever seen, has a row of bricks. your front wheel runs straight into one of them, which sends you forward. 
  with a low groan, you hit against the grass, your foot caught on the handle. you stay laying there for a moment, hoping to forget everything that just happened and hope that you didn't sprain your ankle. "are you okay?" a voice, certainly not kuroo's, echos through your already pounding head.
  "i will be," you squint your eyes open, her well known smile coming into focus. 
  "well, eventually, but you really took a fall there. where does it hurt?" she holds out her hands a little, her hair tucked behind her ears. quickly, you realize you must accept your fate of never talking to her again.
  your eyes meet her's, the sun creating a halo effect behind her head. her head tilts a little, waiting for you to finally answer her question. "uh my pride?" it was cheesy, you knew it as soon as it felt your mouth. but the small shake of her head and roll of her eyes made it absolutely worth it. 
  "really, though, my head does. my ankle feels awful, my side will probably bruise if i'm being honest," a small, completely forced smile rests on your face. 
  "can you move your foot? and then tell me your name and the year?" she raises her eyebrows, her eyes darting towards your foot as you move it a little. a sigh of relief helps relax the situation a little. 
  as she helps you lower your (luckily not broken foot) onto the grass you recite what she asked for, "l/n y/n, 2023. do you need my phone number too, or is that too much?"
  maybe it's the delirium talking, because even mentally, you were wondering why you're acting so forward. so ridiculously forward. she laughs it off, her hands moving around your ankle some to ensure that nothing is seriously damaged, "how about, for now, you can call me shimizu. maybe even someday kiyoko."
  "someday? so this conversation will surpass your wonderful doctor skills?" you sit up, your side still hurting a little from the impact. 
  shimizu hangs her head, biting her lip with a somewhat annoyed expression, "possibly.. if you cooperate with me here. luckily, it feels like you're ankle will be fine. might want to check a doctor out though. and take some ibuprofen, you could have a concussion."
  "my knight is shining armor, thank you. i'm very late for class right now, but this isn't too bad of a substitute," the bright morning sky creates the perfect background as you give shimizu a much wider smile. 
  she purses her lips, her fingers wrapping around yours as she attempts to help you up. her hands on warm, not clammy warm, but a gentle warm that battles the spring wind. "let's say i'm more of a maiden who's working on a degree in physical therapy," shimizu's fingers linger with yours as you use your free hand to grab the bike's handle. 
  you shrug, "i still like knight in shining armor.. but i should really get going. it was nice to officially meet you, shimizu," with a small, make pretend bow, side hurting and all, you get onto your bike.
  "it was nice to meet you too," she gives you a short wave, watching as you make your way to the school. 
  you look back for a second, noticing her arms crossed in front of her chest, a smile on her face. and her unforgettable smile is what almost makes you forget that the experience ever occurred. that you never completely embarrassed yourself by crashing to the yard.
  "what just happened?" kuroo's voice echoes through the phone, "and since when did you just flirt with people? can't believe i've missed this side of you." shit.
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attemptinghaikyuu · 6 months
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~Choose your own Ending~
It wasn’t intentional. Your fist was just the first thing your brain decided to move, as the pushy ass on the beach grabbed Osamu’s arm and pulled him closer. He looked surprised, and you were too considering the arm grabbing culprit was quite a bit shorter then your friend-not-friend.
It had scared you. The look on Osamu’s face.
So even though you didn’t like his attitude and the way he was crashing your beach trip, you couldn’t stop your fist flying through the air to make contact with the punks nose and cheek.
Pain pulsed through your knuckles down to the end of your arm. Looking up through your shock, you could see hands gripping a face. A trail of blood leaking through fingers.
Holy shit.
You hadn’t realized punching someone would hurt like this. Or could make you feel so hopped up. Terror was slicing through your adrenaline as you turned and saw the people around you. They were obviously unhappy with your punch and wanted blood in retaliation.
Grabbing Osamu’s hand, you pull him into a run in the opposite direction of the mess you’d created. Yells sounded behind the two of you, and nothing could’ve been scarier than perhaps, just possibly a chainsaw wielding maniac, in those few minutes of running with Osamu.
You’re gasping for breath, drenched in sweat by the time you stop, and Osamu doesn’t appear to be in much better shape then how you’re feeling.
It takes a couple tries to get your voice working.
“Are you okay?” You choke out. This was your fault, and you really can only hope this doesn’t make him hate you even more.
“What?” He asks incredulously. “Yer asking if I’m alright?”
“Yes?” You don’t know why you wouldn’t be. You jump as Osamu starts laughing.
It turns to a chuckle before he continues,
“Why don’t we make sure your hands alright?” He holds out his hand, as if asking you to trust in his medical expertise and give him your throbbing one.
You place your hand in his.
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ethanharli · 2 years
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Requested; yes, 2k prompt event!
Pairing(s); Kiyoko Shimizu x Gn Reader x Yachi Hitoka.
Warning(s); Fluff, Drabble, poly relationship.
Prompts used; "Ten more minutes," and "You said that two hour's ago."
A/n- forgot to also mention that only two prompts are allowed, so I hope these two were okay out of the ones you sent. Also I suck at poly stuff, so I hope this was okay-
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Yachi stayed curled up against your back, burying her face in your neck with her arms around your waist while Kiyoko stayed cuddled up in your arms. "[Y/n], we really should get up soon" Kiyoko spoke softly, you could feel Yachi smile against your skin while Kiyoko still held onto you, despite her words. "Just ten more minutes.." You mumbled groggily, pulling her closer against your chest. It was the rare day when you all had some time off of work, and you wanted nothing more then to lay in bed cuddled up with your lovers.
"You said that two hours ago," She chuckled softly, pulling away a bit to look at your face while Yachi kissed the back of your head. "And? Nothing wrong with wanting to lay in bed with my partners" You said with a small frown, leaning into the warmth of her hand that rested on your cheek.
"She's right [Y/n], we still have all day, we can go out and do things!" Yachi beamed, sitting up to peer down at you as you rested on your back now. You couldn't help but smile at them, wondering how you manged to get so lucky to be with such wonderful partners, "Alright alright, who's picking this time?"
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stuff-and-fluffs · 2 years
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character: s. kiyoko genre: fluff warnings: reader has some hair and likes cats a fair bit. very slightly childish reader. slightly ooc kiyoko. reader x fem! character. also, the ending’s a bit abrupt and weird. (i’m sorry if you feel excluded by any of this) wc: 253 words summary: a potential storm cancels your date with kiyoko (that you were excited for) a/n: hellooooo! i’m finally back with a new fic and this time, it’s for all of my fellow lady-lovers. inspired by my crush making me lay on her lap to rest when i said i was a bit sleepy hehe. your ideas can also be my inspirations, btw, as long as you send them here! stay safe y’all. also, happy pride month <3 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️
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the windows are open, unlike every other day, to let the breeze cool down the house before the storm hits. the forecast hadn’t said anything about an upcoming storm, but judging from the clouds, you both knew that it was a safer bet choosing to stay inside. you frowned at the sky, mentally cursing it as you leaned onto kiyoko’s shoulder. you were, unsurprisingly, bummed. you’d been looking forward to spending some time with your girlfriend and the cats at the cafe after a long week, and apparently it was too much to ask for.
“stupid clouds,” you muttered. “you dumb clouds are ruining everything, you know that?” you asked, knowing full well that there wasn’t that high of a chance of you actually getting a response.
kiyoko laughs, “you’re so worked up about this.” she tentatively starts running her fingers through you hair, growing more sure in her actions as you lean into her touch.
you close your eyes and hum, feeling content with her pampering. “of course i am, i wanted to go to ai cat with you. and this dumbass rain is ruining it,” you complain and rest your head on her lap. “i mean, is it really too much to ask for?” you pout.
she shakes her head and smiles. “you,” kiyoko whispers, “are so adorable.” she pinches your cheek, earning a whine of her name from you. she laughs again, leaning down to press a kiss to your nose. “don’t worry, baby. we can just go there tomorrow.”
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please do not plagiarize!
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hqnqm1 · 7 months
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Could I request a nishinoya x reader soulmate au?
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fated by thread; from me to you
nishinoya yū x GN!reader
A/N: this took way too long sorry 😥. kinda ooc noya? my first fic so might suck booty, not proofread
“why are you the odd one out?”
it’s a question you’ve been asked your whole life. everyone was fated with the red string of fate, including you. everyone had always found their fated person on the other end of the string. everyone except you. so how come everyone was falling in love, but you’re falling behind?
“the red string of fate is a phenomenon in which soulmates by fate are connected to another by a red thread that is tied around their pinkies. this thread is dull but starts to glow once the pair find each other. sometimes, you may feel your partner moving based on tugging on your pinky. this is an indication that your soulmate is nearby. it is the persons choice if they want to cut their thread for any reason to withdraw pining over their fated soulmate. once cut, the string becomes dull again. this does not affect anything, but is a sign of rejection. this can be undone if the person reties their string with genuine feelings, as their thread can glow again” you read out the information on the book somehow hoping that soon, your ribbon will glow too.
“gah” you grunt out in discomfort. ever since the school year started again, you’ve been feeling constant tugs at my pinky finger. “does my soulmate really like to bother me that much?” you thought.
you gently examine your finger and caress it.
“you alright?” a voice appears suddenly causing you to jump on the spot. you turn to see that it’s your friend, hinako.
“what the hell? you scared me” you lightly berate your friend following a short chuckle.
“sorry~ anyway. are you still up to join a club? i hear it’s mandatory according to the student council” the brunette girl casually speaks.
“i’m not interested…” you bashfully respond.
“well, you’ll have to find a club soon. i suggest you manage the guy’s soccer team! the guys are so hot.” hinako enthusiastically adds as she gives a playful smirk.
“yeah they’re hot, but the soccer team is full of stuck up, filthy rich brats…” you scoff.
“oh! what about the yearbook committee?” she suggests.
“that’s for nerds” you joke slightly to light up the mood.
“oh? then, as a last result, all i can think of is.. the manager for the guy’s volleyball team!” she exclaims excitedly.
stuck in a few thoughts, she continues her sentence with a dreamy expression. “i hear that the guys are so fine… and their manager is stunning too…”
“shimizu? like, the kiyoko shimizu? she’s the manager isn’t she? she’s gorgeous. maybe i can consider it” you take the opportunity into thought. after all, you used to play volleyball until the accident.
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you’ve waited hours since that conversation from lunchtime and now you’re currently outside the school gym during after school hours, awaiting the third-year beauty. after what seemed like hours, she finally arrived, looking as stunning as ever.
“hello. i assume you’re here to visit?” a soothing, calm voice projects from kiyoko’s mouth as she radiates a small but welcoming smile.
“o-oh! yes! i’m here to try out for the manager” you blurt out suddenly as your face grows a furious red of embarrassment.
with no ill intent, kiyoko lightly giggles and beckons you to come inside the gym.
inside, you take in the vision of the nets that can easily loom over anyone, the scoreboards, the varnished wooden floors and not to mention, the fine guys.
one by one, they line up. you couldn’t help but find how breathtaking these men were.. that was until.. a special one showed up. black, spiked up hair with a highlighted strand at the front. he wore an orange uniform instead of karasuno’s standard black uniform for home games, indicating that he played libero. sure, he wasn’t the tallest, but did his pretty face make up for it.
that’s when it hit you. your thread ignited in a beautiful crimson luminescence.
in that moment, your heart thumps and throbs, your eyes widen, and you stare in awe. he’s your soulmate?
at first you thought he was approaching you, which made you freeze out of anxiety, thinking about the words to say when he approaches. instead he ran towards kiyoko instead with his friend with a shaven head. you can see kiyoko’s unimpressed demeanour around the two boys as they attempt to woo her.
then he turns to you.
“we must be the luckiest guys in the world, tanaka. to be blessed with these absolutely stunning people to keep coming to us! whatcha here for?” the shorter man smirks flirtatiously. in some way, it made you uncomfortable, but in another way, it made you feel appreciated and loved knowing that this man is your soulmate.
“well, i’m here to have a visit. i’m considering on becoming the next manager for the club” you respond with a constant consciousness to stay calm.
“you hear that nishinoya? they’re gonna be our manager! that’s great. what’s your name, hun?” tanaka asks with that musk voice of his.
“so that’s his name, huh” you thought.
your pulse races and you desperately try to keep your cool. clearly, the facade is breaking by each passing second.
“(name). pleasure to meet you” you hold your hand out.
in that moment, you see nishinoya’s eyes widen the moment he sees that the red threads connect. to your dismay, he doesn’t say a word and looks… disappointed.
he quickly shakes your hand then goes back to training as if the red string was nothing to him. you stand there dumbfounded and hurt. you found your fated mate and this is how the first meeting goes?
he continues to train and even after that disappointing exchange, you couldn’t help but fall in love with him more.
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successfully, you were able to become the manager of the karasuno boy’s volleyball team alongside kiyoko. spring tournament was approaching and you worked hard to prepare the boys for their important event.
training had ended already, the gym was empty, but, the only people that were filling the room were you and nishinoya.
“hey, can you pepper with me? i need to practise my digs” the libero asks you with an aloof and indifferent expression.
you haven’t played in a while ever since the accident that had injured your ankle. you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of him, but you didn’t want to reject his offer either. so you transported the basket of volleyballs. you start with a few quick shoulder warm ups, then you toss a volleyball upwards and spike it towards him.
the libero messes up his dig as the ball flies in the opposite direction. he lets out a snarky smirk.
“not bad. you’ve definitely played before” nishinoya retorts and he motions for you to keep going.
the little pepper session got more competitive. when the ball was set to him, he decided to do a feint and tipped the ball causing you to attempt a dive for the ball.
during the moment, unfortunately, you tore a ligament in your ankle from a past injury and you let out a scream of pain.
nishinoya’s stoic and indifferent attitude had dropped once seeing you injured.
“hey! wait! do you need me to take you to the infirmary?” his brows furrow in concern and he runs up to you, examining your ankle.
“yes… it’s just from a past injury..” you wince through the discomfort.
“is it alright if i guide you to the infirmary?” nishinoya asks in a gentle tone.
“that isn’t necessary…” you say bashfully although deep inside you clearly want him to be close to you.
“seriously, (name). you’re injured and you can’t walk” he responds, holding your hand to help you up. that strong, pulsating sensation in your chest appears again as your cheek grow faintly pink. he gently takes your arm to sling it around his shoulder as he guides you to the infirmary.
as he walks you there he makes a comment that flusters you.
“i can’t believe i get to touch the most stunning being i’ve seen right now” he proudly comments, making you flush red in embarrassment.
“hey wait! that was so uncalled for!” you chuckle.
little did you know that he never meant those words.
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tournaments finished and unfortunately, they came runner-up to the winners. currently, you’re at the back of the sendai gym, comforting a weeping noya who has his knees tucked to his head.
“hey? noya, you worked hard and did the best you could. that’s more than enough okay? you did your best and i’m so proud of you for that. you know what? one competition doesn’t define who you are.. to me, you’re hardworking, amazing and you always try your best.. this competition may have ended up with you and the guys in second place, but to me, you’re always my number one-“
“I DON’T NEED YOUR PITY OKAY!? THIS? THIS IS JUST STUPID! STOP BABYING ME! YOU JUST WANT MY ATTENTION BECAUSE WE’RE SOULMATES, YEAH? WHY DO YOU THINK I NEVER TALK ABOUT IT HUH? IT’S BECAUSE I HATE THE FACT THAT YOU’RE MY SOULMATE! I WISHED IT WAS SOMEONE ELSE! SOMEONE BETTER, LIKE KIYOKO!” noya snaps out of a fit of rage, leaving you dumbfounded and processing his words. it slowly eats you up and shatters you as you watch him storm away in anger. that was the last time you talked to him until the end of the year.
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it was one of the last training sessions of the year and you carried the tub of the club member’s water bottles to refill them with yamaguchi. the two of you walk towards the back of the gym and hear an exchange going on…
“why wont you go out with me? i did everything for you!” nishinoya cries out in a pained expression.
“i’m sorry, we aren’t meant to be.. i’ve already found my soulmate and it isn’t you.. i hope you find the one you truly love and i hope they make you happier” kiyoko replies with remorse and pity.
“but… it’s you i want… not anyone else… i’ve already cut my red string just to be with you” a gasp falls from kiyoko’s and a eavesdropping yamaguchi’s mouth from nishinoya’s revelation.
for them, it was jaws that fell in surprise, but for you, it was tears that fell in heartbreak. you already knew he despised you ever since the tournament but this? this is too far. your true soulmate had cut the thread and denied you for another woman. you walk away in pain.
“why can’t he just love me back?” you thought.
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you were now in third year, studying hard just to get into your dream university.
lately, you’ve been getting snacks, poems, keychains, plushies galore stuffed in your locker, but never once have you found out who’s been behind all this.
you’ve noticed small blonde hair strands on the plushies. could this be from tsukishima? no, he’s way too cold to like anyone. either way, he’s a jerk so nobody would like him back. but then there were also jet black hairs on the other few gifts. could this be a case of a love triangle where you’re being pined by your juniors, both tsukishima and kageyama? impossible.
but you did know someone that had both hair colours on his head… you didn’t want to assume it was him, and it had been a while since you thought about the man that hurt you.
it was a rainy afternoon and you had just finished tutoring. on the way home, you were considering cutting your part of the thread off. you believed that it wouldn’t matter if the love was unrequited.
you hold your umbrella out to prevent the rain getting to you as you walk down the wet street, the sound of rain hitting the concrete lingering in your ears.
a tap on your shoulder could be felt and you turn around. it’s nishinoya yuu. he looks disheveled and somewhat remorseful? is he here to apologise?
“may i help you?” you ask with a slight pettiness.
“hey, uh… i hoped you liked the gifts i’ve been leaving in your locker… i don’t know if it’s too late for this, but i took you for granted okay? those sweet and genuine words of yours, your consideration for others, the way you care for everyone around you, your kind and gentle demeanour… i can’t help but have fallen in love with it all… especially that one time, those words you said in the tournament got me by, and i just couldn’t accept your love because i was such a jerk and was blind to your love. i want to love you like how you loved me.. i’m so sorry i didn’t treat you like the royalty you should’ve been treated like. i don’t expect you to forgive me after what i did, but will you give me a chance to make it up to you..?” he asks with genuine remorse and regret. he looks you in the eyes with glossy tears threatening to fall down.
you see that he has also attempted to mend the red thread by retying it into a cute bow to try and rekindle what once was. you let out a small smile before you respond.
“maybe i’ll give it another go”
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you wake up. was it just a dream? is he really not yours? was it too good to be true?
you look around your room and… ah yes, you see your husband, nishinoya, beside you snoring and sleeping… not so gracefully. but regardless of that, he’s yours, you’re his, and beside your shared bed, resides the crib holding your twin infants, a result of the love you two shared. it seems that the dream was a memory of how it all started.
slowly, your husband stirs awake.
“my love? you’re up early” noya stretches his limbs from his slumber and following that, your children start to yawn and stretch out. he reaches for your hands as your fingers intertwine with his, the red string glowing stronger than ever. you smile gently as you plant a short but loving kiss on his soft lips. you then speak up.
“remember how we first met?”
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natashawritesstuff · 2 years
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Track 12: She 📼 (repost)
“even when she’s next to me we could not be more far apart”
Kiyoko x reader
She by Dodie
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Am I allowed
To look at her like that?
“Y/N,” Sugawara calls.
“Huh?” you snap out of your trance, pulling yourself away from what you were staring at.
“You okay?”
“Mhm. Never better, why?”
“You’ve been lost in thought this whole time.”
“Ah, shit really?”
You were the manager and only manager of Karasuno’s boy’s volleyball team for all three years of high school; that was until you realized you had to find your replacement since you’re graduating. Shimizu Kiyoko, a second-year student, entered your life at just the perfect time, and already, just three weeks in, she was doing a better job than you. As of recently, you’d just been distracted.
“Yeah, you sure you’re okay?” Sugawara asks again.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m good, go back to those sets, kid.”
“You got it, L/N!” he nods, giving you a thumbs up before running back on the court.
You can’t stop your eyes from wandering back over to what previously held your attention, who held your attention: Kiyoko, she was undoubtedly the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen, and that was just a little distracting.
Could it be wrong
When she's just so nice to look at?
And she smells like lemongrass and sleep
The team was crammed into a bus, you all had to leave in less than five minutes and the coach has been trying for the past fifteen to get the boys quiet down.
“I’m not going to scream over them,” Ikkei whispers, “the doctor said no stress, I’m not going to scream.”
“Shut up and sit down!” you yell and the boys stop talking, slowly and hesitantly taking their seats.
“Thank you.”
“Yep.”
You find a seat in the back, a row to yourself, that is until, “Y/N-san,” Kiyoko says softly.
“I- hmm?”
“Can I sit with you?”
“Yeah, of course,” you agree and she smiles as sits down.
The bus ride wasn’t long, but Kiyoko was tired and after around ten minutes, you feel her head resting on your shoulder. You’d be mean to shove her head off but you stopped breathing in order to not take in her scent, and if it goes on any longer, you swear you’ll die. Finally, you breathe out, then in correspondingly, breathe in, her included. She smells, she smells kind.
She tastes like apple juice and peach
“What’s this?” you ask as Kiyoko hands you a drink.
“I saw your apple juice got stuck in the vending machine earlier, so I got you one.”
“Why- why would you do that?”
“Why not?” she answers, shrugging.
And she means everything to me
I'd never tell
“Y/N how come you don’t have a boyfriend?” Nishinoya asks.
“How come your receives have been ass this week?”
“Damn Y/N that was cold!” Tanaka hisses.
“Whatever,” you laugh, “but I just, don’t wanna date right now,” you lie.
“Do you like anyone? Give me a chance please!” Nishinoya jokes.
“No, sorry, I don't like anyone.”
No, I'd never say a word
And oh, it aches
“Y/N,” Tanaka calls.
“Yeah?”
“Can I ask you something?”
“No, I don’t think you’ll be the ace before Asa-”
“Not that!”
“Oh, then what do you want?”
“Can you ask Kiyoko if she’s single?” he begs.
“Huh?”
“Please! I’ll practice extra hard, I’ll be nice to coach, I’ll-”
“Fine!” you cut off his ramblings, “I’ll ask.”
But it feels oddly good to hurt
And I'll be okay admiring from afar
'Cause even when she's next to me
After winning a game, you and the rest of the third years decided to treat everyone to a movie, Kiyoko, choosing to sit next to you as it was a horror movie and she wanted to be next to someone she trusted.
The film failed to get any sort of reaction out of you but Kiyoko on the other hand, you could see her jumping out of her seat every five minutes, a surprise for such a stoic girl.
No matter how much your hand inched closer and closer towards hers, to calm her down, the two never touched.
We could not be more far apart
And she tastes like birthday cake
“Happy birthday, Y/N-san,” Kiyoko greeted you by handing over a basket full of your favorite snacks in a plastic container, a confetti cupcake in the middle.
“For me?”
“Of course.”
And storytime
“You guys wanna hear how Y/N became the team manager?” the captain asks and all the boys start yelling mixtures of, ‘yes’ and ‘this will be good,’
“Shut up, no one really cares about telling that but you,” you argue.
“We care!” Nishinoya protests.
“I mean important people.” you tease.
“I wanna hear,” Kiyoko whispers to you.
“What?”
“I wanna hear how you became the manager,” she repeats and you quickly turn away from her.
You mumble, “just tell the story before I change my mind.”
And fall
“The leaves are so beautiful,” Kiyoko notes.
“Yeah,” you say, looking at her, “so beautiful.”
But to her,
“Oh hey, Tanaka wants to know if you’re single,” you tell her as the two of you walk home and she bursts out laughing.
“He’s still not over me yet, huh?”
“Guess, not, his persistence is impressive though,” you shrug, biting your tongue.
“Ugh, should I just lie and say I have a boyfriend?”
“You don’t have one?”
“No, I’m just not really interested in dating right now, plus I don’t really like anyone at the moment either.”
“No one,” you ask.
“No one,” she answers.
I taste of nothing at all
And she smells like lemongrass and sleep
She tastes like apple juice and peach
“This is it,” you announce, handing Kiyoko a large folder and pulling your hand away before your fingers could touch.
“I’m kinda nervous to do this alone.”
“You’ll be great,” you assure her, “besides I taught you well.”
“Thank you, for everything you’ve done.”
“I-”
“Manager picture!” Sugawara yells and one of the boys pulls a camera out of his volleyball bag.
“Why was that-”
“Smile!”
Oh, you would find her in a Polaroid picture
“You can keep it,” Kiyoko encourages, handing you the picture the two of you just took. “I won’t forget you anyways.”
You smile, pocketing the picture and giving her a hug, whispering “good luck, kid,” before you pull away, leaving with the rest of the third-years.
And she means everything to me
You didn’t keep in contact with Kiyoko after you graduated, well, she tried to contact you, you just didn’t respond. You needed time to get over her, time to heal your broken heart, and eventually, after some time, both happened; and then more. By the time you got the invitation to Kiyoko and Tanaka’s wedding, you had fallen madly in love with the person of your dreams. You RSVP’d.
You were crying happy tears seeing your former underclassmen so joyful and in love. As soon as they were officially wedded, she, for some reason, searched the crowd, until her eyes landed on you, smiling even brighter and giving you a small wave.
She confessed to you later, that she didn’t think you were going to show, but you soothed her saying there was no reality where you’d miss this.
You knew deep down, that even though you were no longer in love with her you will always love her.
“I’m glad you came,” she smiles and you nod.
“Me too.”
Yes, she means everything to me
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bluebirdwrites · 3 years
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> what they think of when they think of you
pairings; akaashi keiji, kiyoko shimizu, kenma kozume, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, miya atsumu summary; thoughts + feelings that cross their mind along with the thought of you
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when AKAASHI thinks of you he thinks of the cafe you work in, and how you always smell like ground coffee beans. he recalls all the times in your relationship where you have made him feel loved and in turn his love for you grew exponentially. he thinks about the quiet moments with you, the ones where you smile at him so wholeheartedly it makes him lovestruck. every moment he thinks of you he is captivated.
KIYOKO thinks of you especially on rainy days. the rain reminds her of you. it reminds her of your familiarity; like the rain falling back to the earth, your affections to her are predetermined and constant. she thinks about when you hold her, you feel warm. you make her feel warm. your thaw her aloofness with your care. she loves you.
when work becomes stifling and people keep asking things of him KENMA thinks of home. he thinks of you. the smaller details about you always come to him quicker; you press your fingertips against your wrist when you get nervous, you untangle his cords for him even though he’s never asked you to, you over-anounciate the letter ‘k’. you’re his familiarity when nothing else seems to make sense.
IWAIZUMI isn’t outwardly forthcoming with every thought that crosses his mind. he knows that sometimes he can come across as brash or stubborn. but he thinks about you often- when he’s not with you, you’re somewhere in his thoughts. the way your smile appears across your face, slowly in the early mornings and deepest when you see him after a long day. he wants to be one of the reasons you smile for the rest of your lives.
he isn’t all he outwardly appears. MATSUKAWA knows his role in most people’s lives; easygoing, a support pillar. when he thinks of you, he thinks of the ways you support him. he thinks of your patient hands, the ones that smooth along his skin when he needs silence. he thinks of your eyes that convey everything you need him to know. he knows your love is not a reward for loving you unconditionally; it is unconditional in return.
his thoughts never remain in one place, they’re always moving- analysing each new thing in his environment, haphazardly stored away before moving on to something else inconsequential. ATSUMU knows however, that his mind will never stop unpacking new thoughts about you. you. you. he thinks about the next time he’ll see you again, that you’ll know as sure as how the sun sets over the horizon every day, he thinks about you all the time. you always know.
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NOTES.. !!
um- so it’s been like, months at this point. haha- whoops, i really didn’t mean to do that :’) however ! after all is said and done, some feedback would b appreciated in whatever way<3
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nicostarss · 3 years
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「 Sweet Dates 」
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❥ characters: Kiyoko, Yachi, Saeko, Alisa
⤷ gn!Reader
❥ includes: fluff, romance
❥ synopsis: Where I think the haikyuu girls would take you on a date
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❐ SHIMIZU KIYOKO
Kiyoko and you would go to an art museum 
It was totally not an excuse to dress very aesthetically and possibly match outfits
Kiyoko has lost count of how many times you have said “Out of every work of art here, you’re still the most beautiful one”
or something among the lines 
You two have no shame recreating the paintings
you’ve actually made it a challenge to see who can find more paintings to recreate
of course you take pictures every time and post them on your social medias
“Y/n, love, don’t step too close. You might fall.” 
“I’m not going to fall! 😤"
Also you: Almost falls head first into a painting
Thank goodness Kiyoko has quick reflexes or else you two would’ve ended up broke
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❐ YACHI HITOKA
A nice picnic in a beautiful clearing 
Apart from food, you both brought your art supplies and random objects as reference 
“Y/n- why did you bring a clown mask- it’s not even halloween-”
*already having the mask on* “He is very gorgeous to me!”
His name is Richard 
Yachi would get very into painting on her sketchbook while you’re next to her with your mind in another universe
She ends up with a very accurate and pretty drawing
You end up giving Richard a whole villain arc in yours
No it was not a good drawing half way through, but the storyline kept ya hooked
After that’s done, it’s time to eat
You feed each other, accidentally getting frosting up the other’s nose
yallsocutepleaseletmehold🤲
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❐ TANAKA SAEKO
Y'all go to an escape room 
This was your pick, or else Saeko would’ve just taken you out to drink with the usual guys
Pls everyone there is scared of you two
I mean, who wouldn’t be when you’re both swearing to drop kick whoever tries to sneak up on you while you’re figuring out the damn puzzle
Deadass starting to regret going there with how frustrating it is-
You make it through after lots of cursing and stopping Saeko from straight up busting the door down herself 
Y'all are walking around all casually, holding each other tightly, when a mf zombie lookin ass comes out of nowhere
First you had to hold Saeko back from throwing hands
and then she had to hold you back from pouncing 
The dude was equally as scared as you two were
When you get to the end of it all, they usher you out of the building in the nicest way possible 
rumor has it the zombie guy still flinches till this day
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❐ HAIBA ALISA 
She arranges a couple photoshoot
She goes all out too; getting you your own stylist and clothes designed specifically for you 
When she says she loves spoiling you, she really means it
You get the most beautiful pictures taken together AND separately
Power couple omg y'all are so gorgeous
Even though you're having fun with the photoshoot, Alisa thinks she's surrounding everything around her job too much
So she gets another date idea for the same day! 
You go to one of those cute maid cafes
You comment on the cute decor and Alisa is immediately offering to buy it for you
sugar mommy thingzzz 🤪💅
You said something about the maids' outfits, and of course Alisa very loudly said you'd look very hot in one
You shove food in her mouth to keep her quiet
She takes it with the happiest smile tho, while you're still flustered
lowkey all of the maids love you two
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astyrial · 4 months
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engine troubles kiyoko shimizu x gn!reader (fluff) synopsis: mechanic au word count: 1k warnings: probably incorrect car stuff, unedited masterlist | requests are open
   another car rolls into the shop's garage, one of the other mechanics pulling it in. as he stops in the correct spot, you can hear the loud squealing of a worn down brake pad. your coworker steps out, crossing his arms on the top of the  old cadillac. a few black hairs fall to his forehead from his fairly blonde hair, a smile on his face, "i got this one."
  "you sure, kanji? because the two o'clock said he was going to be a little late for his engine check so i can do it," you rest your hands on your hips until he nods.
  "i'm very sure. i've done it with a supervisor like a thousand times, i think i can do it alone this once. take your break or something."
  his eyebrows raise as he waits for you to let out a small groan and a slow nod. kanji seems to be a natural talent when he works on cars, who are you to deny him his first job on his own? your shoulders slowly shrug, "sure, just let someone else look over it before you send it off."
  kanji gives you a two-finger wave, spinning around to raise the car. your hands wipe onto the small towel hanging from one of your belt hoops until there's a couple of black stains. before your fingers can wrap around the door's handle, someone is shouting out for you. you turn around and your gaze catches that of an albeit, beautiful woman.
  her hair is pulled into a high ponytail, athleisure-wear complimented with matching sneakers. covering it is a thick winter jacket. she finishes a light jog until entering the garage. there's a certain look in her eyes, one of worry. your breath catches for a second and your eyelids blink quickly as you watch her gain a quiet smile.
  "you're the closest automotive shop and my car broke down right after i got lunch. i have to head back to work, and it's right down the street," she crosses her arms in front of her chest and takes in a few deep breaths. 
  you nod, looking back at the main office, of course you want to help. however, you're on the clock and could very well get reprimanded for leaving. your gaze returns to the unfamiliar woman until you let out a soft sigh. "okay- any noise beforehand? any dashboard lights coming on?"
  "no- actually, the start up noise sounded a little weird. and it smelled a little like gasoline," she looks back at the street, in the direction of many restaurants and fast food chains.
  "okay, it sounds a little like a flooded engine, so-"
  "that isn't anything terrible, right? because i really do have to get back to work soon," the woman begins to tap her foot against the concrete floor of the garage.
  your head momentarily shakes, hands reaching for a thick jacket. "only if i can't get it started for you. then it may be the spark plugs, which you would need to get replaced before going anywhere. so let's hope for the best option, okay?" her features suddenly relax, eyebrows lessening in intensity. 
  she nods, waiting for you to finish grabbing your things and preparing to leave. when you look back up at her, the sun is perfectly set in the sky to create a sort of halo effect around her. your heartbeat begins to beat even quicker until you look away and back at kanji. he's currently under the car, attempting to fix the brake pad.
  "can you cover for me kanji? i need to go see if i can clear a flooded engine for..."
  "my name's shimizu kiyoko."
  "shimizu, she needs to head back to work and it won't take me long."
  kanji looks over at the two of you, narrowing his eyes a little as he notices you practically sweating from her radiance. he simply nods before obviously winking and returning back to his work. you shake your head, looking back to shimizu. there's a smile on her face as the two of you start off towards the car. 
  snow flutters down from the clouds to create a beautiful atmosphere. you take in a deep breath of the cold air as you cross the street to find an older car parked outside of an onigiri shop. it’s been restored to its former glory. your eyes widen a little as you notice the new paint and the convertible top. just before you reach it, she hands you the key.
  “when’d you get this beauty? who restored it?”
  “oh- just the past month. it was my granpda’s and he was a big fan of the older style of cars. he refurbished it until he passed away and left it to me,” shimizu grabs the strap of her bag and looks over to you, a smile on her lips.
  despite wanting to ask the girl to marry you on the spot, you only catch a glimpse of her before unlocking and opening the car door. the inside leather seats are also perfectly comfortable, the stitching nearly perfect for a restoration. everything from the dashboard to the disc player screams out your name in perfect tone.
  “do you mind opening the hood?” it doesn’t take long for shimizu to hear you and prop it open, “thanks!”
  you push the key into the ignition and turn it as you step down on the accelerator pedal. some smoke escapes into the air as you hear the engine roar to life. meaning that the spark plugs are likely fine. you exit the car and lean your arm against the driver door, meeting shimizu’s eyes. 
  she lets out a sigh of relief and holds out her hand, “thank you so much, i mean this is just great.”
  “of course, just let it idle for a second so that it can really clear it out. i just hope this amazing car will last you a lot longer,” you shake her hand and rest the other on your hip. 
  “well, you can always ask me that later, if i can take you to dinner as a thank you.”
  “i’d love that.”
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shxyo-sho · 3 years
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pretty petals, pretty pictures
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Pairing: kiyoko shimizu x gn!reader
Genre: fluff, mutual pining
Warnings | wc: none, 590+
Summary: If you could describe your best friend, Kiyoko, in one word; what would it be? I would pick the word, flawless.
A/n: @missmorosis this is my submission to your 400 follower event<33 I chose a dialogue prompt and just ran with it LMAO- I hope you all enjoy!!
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Kiyoko was perfect in every way possible, dare you say; flawless.
It didn’t surprise you when people flirted with her, gawked at her from afar, or even confessed their undying love for the girl. Could you blame them?
She’s the most gorgeous person you’ve ever laid your eyes upon, and her personality only made her that much more attractive. You had feelings for her, there was no point in denying it anymore and being her best friend made it horribly difficult to hide.
You and Kiyoko sat on a park bench in silence. A cherry blossom tree stood tall beside the both you, branches hanging over your heads. The occasional flower falling from its stem and floating aimlessly in the wind, landing beside your feet.
Small chirps could be heard from above as a flock of birds flew by. The girl next to you had a small smile adorning her face as she watched the kids run around. Childrens laughter filled the quiet park and echoed through the empty streets. It was serene and peaceful.
You silently hoped you could stay like this forever, in the company of the girl of your dreams.
Sneaking a glance her way you saw her in all her glory. Beautiful blue locks swaying in the light breeze, face relaxed and covered in golden hues from the sunset. Glasses shining in the sunlight making her eyes look brighter than usual. Glossed lips turned upward in a genuine smile.
Oh god, she was beautiful.
Kiyoko turned her head toward you, eyes meeting for a second before you turned away, embarrassed.
“Are you alright? You seem to be sweating.”
Your eyes widened. Of course, she caught you flustered. “I’m fine Shimizu. Don’t worry about me.”
She hummed in understanding. A small sigh left your lips, relieved she didn’t push the issue any further.
Another couple of minutes passed in a comfortable silence before it was interrupted. A strong gust of wind blew through the park and shook every tree in sight. Branches swayed violently with the harsh breeze, flower petals now falling down like raindrops.
The pretty flowers dropped to the ground; everything was suddenly covered in a shade of light pink foliage. You felt the small plants hit the top of your head and watched as they fell into your lap.
Turning your head, you were met with beautifully blue eyes. Now it was her turn to look away, embarrassed that she was caught staring at you.
How could she not?
You looked ethereal, flowers getting caught in your clothes, sunlight shining off of your face, lips forming a toothy grin.
Oh god, you were lovely.
Seeing Kiyoko being engulfed by fallen flowers gave you an idea. Standing up you reached for your phone, quickly opening it.
Kiyoko raised an eyebrow at you, “Are we leaving already?” She asks while also standing up, lose petals falling off of her lap and onto the floor.
“Wait. Stand right there, I want to take a picture of you.” You said putting a hand out to stop her movements.
“Only if it’s alright with you of course,” you say making sure she was okay with having her photo taken.
“Um- Yeah it’s fine with me.”
Nodding your head, you pointed the camera at her. Hair blowing in wind, smile blinding, eyes shining, face glowing, she looked gorgeous.
Per usual.
Snapping a series of photos, you can’t help but smile thinking about your ever-growing feelings for the beauty standing in front of you.
She really is flawless, isn’t she?
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seunhasyogurt · 4 years
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sleeping in the middle of watching a movie with your s/o!
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S/O's : Iwaizumi Hajime and Shimizu Kiyoko
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— IWAIZUMI HAJIME : He wouldn't even notice you're asleep until he asked you about that one current scene of the movie and you didn't answer. When he saw you just facing the ceiling with your mouth open, he giggled, of course he would, you looked funny asf. He was stupid too, not noticing that you were already sleeping. Iwaizumi would slowly put your head on his shoulder, keeping you from waking up. He didn't want to continue the movie with you sleeping in what he can tell is a really uncomfy position. Iwaizumi continues watching the movie after that. You were pissed when he told you that he finished the movie without you, but his response was, ” We can watch it again if you want. I'm always up for another movie night. ” , ” No hajime, you already watched it. The thrill isn't there anymore. ”
— SHIMIZU KIYOKO : Oh this girl is so nice and calm, sometimes you just think that she's too nice whenever she's with you but you find it very cute. You two were just watching until she noticed you were dozing off every now and then in the middle of watching. Kiyoko paused the movie just to ask you ” Hey, if you're sleepy and can't keep up we can continue the movie tomorrow if you want? ” You nodded, Kiyoko turned off the TV and rather than sleeping in the bedroom, you two just decided to sleep on the couch, with Kiyoko snuggling to you.
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sourstars · 3 years
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red carnations
Lesson one of the flower language.
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Kiyoko was beautiful.
Music was in her laughter, hints of I can feel your yearning, it consumes me, too in whispers of her world, and as you gazed at her from your table, enchanted, you remember the lesson she gave you;
“Today is for carnations. Red carnations align with feelings of love and admiration, this means you can confess without ever saying a word.”
You debate leaving one in her locker, despite the fear of rejection, but when you think about it, you find it could be rewarding.
You may wilt or bloom, but why not yearn for sunlight anyway?
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ushiwahwah · 3 years
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Pick a Haikyuu character and a number and I’ll shuffle through my Spotify likes and make a fanfiction summary pt 1.
1. Overture - Kageyama x male!Reader
It’s Kageyama’s second year at Karasuno High and when he looks at you for the first time, he can’t help but see a younger version of himself. It’s like looking at a distorted mirror. You’re another naturally gifted setter from a powerhouse school with a firmly set scowl and an all-consuming passion for volleyball. Kageyama thinks that maybe it’s wrong to have favorites but when he sees the blush bloom down your neck as maneuvers your hands into the proper form, he knows that it’s already far too late.
2. we fell in love in october - Kiyoko x fem!Reader
Shimizu Kiyoko has been your best friend since as long as you can remember. You weren’t quite opposites but it was a close second - your brash words and cigarette smoke on your breath a sharp contrast to her serious nature and effortless coolness. You were never jealous of one another, only ever supportive. She watched you fall in love again and again and never complained when you came back to her sobbing. It’s when your on-again-off-again boyfriend is once more an ex-boyfriend that you realize what’s going on. You’re face down in her bed, her long fingers are gently stroking your hair, and you think, oh my god, I’m in love.
3. safe & sound - Bokuto x gn!Reader
Your parents never approved of your dream of becoming a mangaka. They never hit you or raised their voices to you but what they gave you was a different kind of hurt, no less deep and just as impactful. In the end, you throw away all of your artwork, your half-baked comics and crushed dreams tossed into the trash. You pursue a career in graphic design just like they asked, miserable with every class you take. You don’t expect to see your crumpled art plastered across twitter, all stemming from the account of Bokuto Kōtarō, outside hitter for the MSBY Black Jackals.
“Please help me find this person,” the tweet reads, “I want to meet them and tell them that their art is beautiful!”
4. Teenage Dream - Tendou x fem!Reader
For Tendou Satori, February 14th is just another day. It doesn’t mean anything to him in particular. He’s not the kind of guy to get Valentine’s Day sweets - so when he does get homemade confession chocolates and a love letter to boot, everyone on the volleyball team has heard about it. What no one really knows is who exactly gave Tendou the sweets-
alternatively, it’s a lovely Valentine’s Day and you’ve just gathered up the courage to confess to your crush of three years.
5. paper rings - Asashi x male!Reader
The first time you meet Asahi Azumane, it feels like the world has bloomed anew, colors bursting at the seams, and everything is rose-tinted with love. Unfortunately for you, it’s not reciprocated. Asahi is nice and gentle and kind and he rejects you at every turn. Your his boss’s nephew, he says, he couldn’t possibly date you. That doesn’t deter you in the slightest.
“Azumane Asahi,” you declare, “I’m going to make you fall in love with me within 30 days or less!”
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natashawritesstuff · 2 years
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favs ♡
still love you
the fuckboy theory
three words
the ex’s (part 3)
the ex-girlfriend
(his) manic pixie dream
In Our Bed
kids know nothing about love*
Track 4: Smitten
Track 6: Two
Year After Year
Track 9: Unconditionally 
Track 12: She
Track 11: Yellow
Track 13: Cool Girl
Track 14: who knew
Track 15: Conversations in the Dark
why you fell in love with them
pinky promise, fingers crossed
in love with terushima (unfortunately)
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kiwicubs · 3 years
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Cupid's Chokehold / Breakfast in America
Overview: Play it off. . .or Not
words: 705
kiyoko x reader
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“If it goes wrong just say it was a joke.” You honestly don’t remember why asking Suga for dating advice was a bright idea especially when he hasn’t pulled a move on anyone. . .yet
‘Note to self: Don’t ask Suga for advice’ You placed that in the back of your head before talking back.
“But what if she thinks it’s weird and just walking away?”
“BUT what if she doesn’t? Just go for it! You got this, Y/N!” God, you can never win against his optimism! Okay, just stay calm and go for it, Y/N.
Practice had ended a little earlier than usual and the team had just finished cleaning up.
Kiyoko and you were on the bleachers, cooling under the fan, scrolling through your phones. Kiyoko, looking at her SNS feed and Y/N on tiktok. Both sometimes looking over at each other every now and then to see what’s on screen.
‘Should I try it now?’ You thought, glancing over to her.
You get a message from Suga
ChaoticGiver: Quick! Now's your chance!
Simp(leton): Shut up, Koushi!
Looking out the window over to the 3rd Setter, you give him a playful glare and he responds with a smug grin and raised eyebrows as if saying ‘do it’
‘Fuck it.’ You finally made your decision. You’re gonna do it.
Finding the confidence you were looking for, you click on Koushi’s contact and wait for it to connect.
“Sugawara Kōshi, you just want to give me a heart attack, don’t you?”
The manager stopped looking at her phone and looked at you. Kiyoko knew immediately that you were nervous but wasn’t sure of what. She tilted her head out of confusion and wondered why that was the first thing said.
Feeling a stare from your left, you turn to see Kiyoko looking. ‘God, I'm such an idiot’ you thought while mentally facepalming. Now you know how Tanaka and Noya feel when gushing over Kiyoko and it is NERVE WRACKING!
Thankfully the video call connected and Suga came on screen.
Keeping just yourself in the frame, you look over to her whole saying the words. A nervous smile and anxiety was present on your face.
We even got a secret handshake ~
And she loves the music that my band makes ~
The band line reminded her of the team and she does like being with them. She had no clue about the “secret handshake” though. Kiyoko didn’t know where this was going but she wasn’t going to back out now.
I know I'm young but if I had to choose her or the sun ~
I'd be one nocturnal son of a gun ~
The line is next and it’s killing you.
‘Dear Gods, if you’re listening please don’t let me embarrass myself. At least not in front of her’
Take a look at my girlfriend ~
Sliding the phone to her was pretty funny to watch, she looked confused at first before actually doing something.
She's the only one I got ~
Kiyoko now had the phone in her hand, she was completely confused on what she was supposed to do but she waved at Suga before laughing a bit and making a joke back towards you.
Not much of a girlfriend ~
I never seem to get a lot ~
She handed the phone back to you with a light blush on her face. Your mind didn’t process what she said quick enough until you saw the look of surprise and amusement on Suga’s face. Doing a double take at her, you finally realized that she didn’t deny the statement of being your girlfriend.
Not meaning to, you hang up on Suga and just stare at Kiyoko not knowing what to say.
“If I didn’t read this wrong, how about after this we go out to the cafe?” Her voice sounded so soft and unwavering that it snapped you out of your stupor.
“Okay, cool!” your voice cracks and you realize that you sound way too excited, “Ahem, I mean– yeah cool.”
“Great then I’ll see you at the front after school.” she smiled at you one last time before getting off the bleachers and heading out the gym.
“Oh my god. . .Kiyoko Shimizu just asked me out.”
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notes:
i haven’t written anything in a long time so this is a bit sucky but i’m satisfied
also inspired by @hannah.sherlie on tiktok
her vid is for ushiten ship but i made it into a kiyoko x reader
anyways i hope you like it :)
and the bold and italic line are lyrics to Cupid's Chokehold / Breakfast in America by Gym Class Heroes
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kurookaizoku · 4 years
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Hello! I'm in love with your "little things they love about you" hcs T_T can I get those for hq ladies Kiyoko, Yachi and Saeko? GN reader please ❤️
Hello! I’m always down for writing about the ladies  (´ ω `♡) I hope you like them!
Little things they love about you
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Shimizu Kiyoko
The way you quietly ask to hold her hand, by tugging her sleeve and showing her your open hand for her to hold.
When you spot her from across the room and grin widely at her.
The way you listen so intently to what she has to say, especially if it's something personal.
The way you both seem to be connected at a telepathic level, when you two just need to glance at the other and you're always in synch with your thoughts.
The way you just know when she's uncomfortable and you can distract her so easily with a question or simply by standing in between her and whatever makes her feel that way.
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Yachi Hitoka
When you leave colourful sticky notes with encouraging phrases for her, or with an “I LOVE YOU” surrounded by little hearts. (She saves all of them in a box in her room for when she feels down)
When you rest your chin on your hands, and your cheeks puff a little, ad your lips make a pout? She loves that and wants to kiss you so bad, please don’t judge her. 
The way you just know exactly what to say when she's spiralling out of control with her thoughts. Just a comment from you is generally enough to bring her back onto her feet.
Also, the way you just listen to her ramble on as you hold her hand, when words aren't enough to ground her. She feels that even though she's getting lost in her own anxiety, you're not leaving her alone.
Your hugs! Soft hugs. Strong hugs. Squishy hugs. Lazy hugs. Hugs from behind. Full on cuddles. All the hugs. She loves them. Hug her more, please.
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Tanaka Saeko
On the one hand, how you ground her. You don’t limit her at all in her style and thoughts, but you offer her a realistic point of view when her ideas get a bit crazy. It’s honestly what she needs sometimes. 
On the other hand, how you get her going. Sometimes she's not feeling her best, and you always somehow find the right words to tell her - or the right meme to send her - to help her overcome her blues.
When she's driving you somewhere and you leave your hand on top of her thigh? Glorious.
When you're the one driving and reach out for her hand to rest on your thigh? Heavenly.
When you made an effort to know and relate to Ryuunosuke. Her little brother is her most important person in the world. By seeing you establishing a connection with him, she realized just how serious you are about being part of her life on the long run.
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