Tumgik
#liv.writes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Rich boy! Kiyoomi fucking you senseless in his bed while you wear his necklace with your initials on it because when would you ever learn to stop spending your own money and letting him provide for you . You needed to be taught a lesson and the only way to do it is to fuck some sense into you . If not , how would you learn ?
A/n : Creds to @oomisluvr for richboy!sakusa
3K notes · View notes
carameian · 9 months
Text
❝ main masterlist ❞
Tumblr media
browse through all works by searching the tag #liv.writes and #kiawrites at @rintaroll
Tumblr media
CATEGORIZED BY — ANIME
1. ハイキュー ; HAIKYUU.
2. 呪術廻戦 ; JUJUTSU KAISEN.
Tumblr media
CATEGORIZED BY — TYPE
1. SOCIAL MEDIA!AU (SMAU)
2. HEADCANONS
3. TRUTH OR DRINK (HAIKYUU ONLY)
Tumblr media
updated — 03/08/23
3 notes · View notes
rintaroll · 3 years
Text
❝ *・🎥 ·̩͙ TRUTH OR DRINK ❞ | exes edition
[ tags : suggestive, slight timeskip spoilers? hints on exes to lovers trope :D ]
[ truth or drink m.list ] 
Tumblr media
you : i'm y/n.
atsumu : and i'm atsumu.
you : and... we dated for three years.
the video cuts to a text on a white background. the text says, 'these exes will ask each other a set of random questions. they can either answer the question or take a shot.'
Tumblr media
[were you guys in love?]
atsumu : yeah.
atsumu sees you give a firm nod with a tight lipped smile from the corner of his eyes.
[when did you guys break up?]
you : um... it's been almost a year i think?
atsumu : it'll be a year next week.
both of you share a look before you turn your head back to the camera.
you : so, yeah. almost a year.
Tumblr media
atsumu : ya ready?
you : mhm.
he picks a card from the stack in front of him before reading it out loud.
atsumu : why'd we break up?
he notices how you fumble with your own hands.
you : for me, i think i wanted to give you space, i guess. you were so focused on… you know... practice, and promotions and stuff. you were busy, and i thought i was just…
atsumu :
you : weighing you down.
you finally find the courage to return his gaze. he opens his mouth, only to immediately close it again.
[what about you?]
atsumu : me?
atsumu looks at the director behind the camera and points to himself. the director nods.
atsumu : um…
you catch something flicker in his eyes.
atsumu : i jus' felt like… i wasn't being the best boyfriend for ya. thought ya deserved someone who can actually give ya their time and, uh... yeah...
you :
atsumu : so i let ya go.
there's a few seconds of awkward yet comfortable silence that blankets the room when you and atsumu finally look at each other again. breaking eye contact, you whip your head towards the director.
you : can we still take a shot even after answering?
the scene cuts to both of you clinking your glasses and downing your shot together with smiles etched onto your faces.
Tumblr media
after reading the next card, you stifle a giggle that's rising from your throat.
you : rate- oh god- rate me in bed, and how can i improve?
atsumu : what?
you : rate me in be-
atsumu : no, no i heard ya the first time-
atsumu looks at the director behind the camera.
atsumu : i'm... i'm takin' a shot.
you gasp comically, laughing.
you : you'd rather take a shot than answer that question?
atsumu : ... yes?
you : ... how– how low is my score?
atsumu : it's not low– ya try answerin' it then!
you : well, i personally think you're a solid 8 out of 10.
atsumu : an eight?
you : next question!
atsumu : wait, wait, wait, i want an explanation-
Tumblr media
atsumu : were ya attra–
you snort at the sight of him groaning before finishing the question, smacking the card right side down on the table.
atsumu : i don't even have to ask this. i know what yer gonna answer.
you : what's the question?
atsumu : ... were ya attracted to any of my friends while we dated?
your hand flies up to cover your mouth as you let out a laugh. atsumu looks into the camera like he's in an office episode with a deadpan expression on his face.
atsumu : see?
you : whaaat? i only said he looked so much better since high school!
atsumu : no, ya said he looked so much hotter since high school.
you : i mean… am i wrong…?
you laugh at atsumu when when he scoffs and crosses his arms.
atsumu : i'm tellin' suna-
you : WAIT NO- 'tsumu you can't just say his name like that!
it's atsumu's turn to laugh at your distress, making you squint your eyes at him.
you : i hate you.
atsumu : no ya don't.
you :
atsumu :
you : ... unfortunately.
atsumu flashes his signature handsome grin at the camera.
Tumblr media
you : alright, next one.
atsumu : mhm.
you : is there anything you want to apologize for?
atsumu drums his fingers against the surface of the table absentmindedly before answering.
atsumu : sorry for forgettin’ our third year anniversary-
you :
you : ah.
atsumu : -and for not returnin’ the shirokuma plushie i won for ya during our, what, third? third date?
your jaw slowly falls open.
you : oh, i forgot about that- was it that time you spent hours at the claw machine and-
atsumu : ya left me to get mcdonald’s.
both of you laugh, reminiscing on the spontaneous arcade date that happened when you just started dating.
atsumu : can't believe i spent an hour tryin' to get that for ya and all ya gave me was a few soggy fries.
you : you should feel honored! i never share my food.
atsumu rolls his eyes playfully at you while chuckling.
you : how is shirokuma anyways? you brought it with you that time you stayed at tokyo right?
atsumu : yeah. ‘cause it smelled like ya.
you : huh?
atsumu : nothing. anyways-
you : wha-
atsumu : -d’ya want it back? i can drop by yer place some time and give it to ya if y'want.
you : oh, sure. i swear if he looks different than the last time i saw him-
atsumu : i took good care of 'im i promise!
you :
atsumu : what?
you : i don't trust you.
atsumu's jaw drops as the room is filled with the crew's laughter. you stick your tongue out at him.
Tumblr media
atsumu : are ya ready for the next one?
you : yup.
atsumu : alright-
he clears his throat dramatically before reading the question out loud.
atsumu : i dare ya to kiss me on the mouth, take two shots to get out of it.
there's another pause of silence, and you pretend not to see the tips of atsumu's ears growing slightly redder as he looks away.
you : i- um. uh-
atsumu : ya don’t have to do it-
you : no, it’s fine. actually i think i’d much rather kiss you than take two shots of whiskey-
atsumu : oh, uh, alright then.
you : yeah. alright. so, um-
atsumu leans forward with his forearms resting on the table while you stand up from your seat. bending over the surface, you finally kiss atsumu for the first time ever since your break up. from how his lips moving lightly against yours, to how his fingers graze your jaw; the familiarity of it all sends chills down your spine. you’re quick to pull away and sit back down, looking at the crew behind the camera for approval while atsumu stares at you. ignoring the jitters at the pit of your stomach, you gulp before breaking silence.
you : was that... good enough?
[yeah, you can go move on to the next question now.]
Tumblr media
atsumu : wow, this one’s kinda...
you let out a small groan.
you : what is it?
atsumu : uh- what’d it take for us to get back together?
you : oh.
atsumu : um...
you : we’d have to talk it out first i guess... we haven’t really sat down and talked to each other properly for a year.
atsumu : that's fair.
you nod. atsumu nods along with you.
[so both of you would consider getting back together?]
atsumu : depends on them.
he motions to you.
you : sure.
Tumblr media
atsumu : is this the last question?
you : yeah.
you take the last card, fingers brushing against atsumu’s for a quick second but you’re quick to pull away.
you : do you- oh... uh-
your eyes flicker to atsumu’s questioning ones before going back to your card.
you : do you still love me, did you ever love me?
atsumu : i... of course i did.
you : me too.
atsumu : actually...
you : hm?
atsumu : i still do.
there's unmistakeable sincerity shining in atsumu's eyes, and suddenly you're looking at the same person you fell head over heels in love with four years ago.
you : i... i do too.
atsumu :
you :
atsumu :
you : ... now what?
everyone breaks into laughter, including you and the blonde before you. the scene slowly fades to black after the producer yells 'that's a wrap!' and voices belonging to you and atsumu slowly fade as atsumu tells you that he's taking you home.
Tumblr media
*・🎬 ·̩͙ special cut
you take yet another card from the pile, ready for another difficult question, but after giving it a onceover, your eyes widen and your hand clamps over your mouth.
atsumu : what does it say?
you :
atsumu : let me see-
atsumu takes the card from your limp hand and reads part of it aloud.
atsumu : do i ever pop into your head when yer mas- oh.
you shake your head vigorously while atsumu laughs.
you : i don't wanna know.
atsumu : ya go answer it then.
you : i-
atsumu raises an eyebrow.
you : no. absolutely not. i'm taking a shot.
atsumu : does that mean ya–
atsumu laughs harder as you glare at him despite your burning cheeks. the scene cuts to both of you downing a shot, this time with your eyes avoiding him and atsumu with a smirk on his face.
atsumu : so...
you : shut up.
9K notes · View notes
livthelazywriter · 3 years
Text
Masterlist
Tumblr media
My Hero Academia
Bakugou:
Quirkless Reader fanfic
Tumblr media
Haikyuu!!:
Headcanons:
Crafty GF
Characters:
Daichi:
The married life
Tumblr media
Aot:
Jean:
Forever and always
Tumblr media
5 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Tw: suggestive ?
imagine you dating msby!kiyoomi for about 3 months . He has eaten you out , let you give him blowjobs but both of you haven’t had penetrative sex yet and honestly you were getting impatient .
You wanted to jump on his bones if not you would basically be having withdrawal syndrome , but if he wasn’t ready you would understand and wait for him .
It was your four month anniversary and he was going to bring you to a nice restaurant. And you had the prettiest white lace set you were dying to wear . so you got the idea to make his dress shirt match with your set .
Hey omi , could you wear your white dress shirt today , for our anniversary dinner ?
Yea …. sure . Any particular reason doll ?
thanks omi , see you
He was curious of course , as to why you suddenly asked him . But he guessed that you probably wanted to match your dress with his dress shirt . So imagine his surprise when you turned up in your red silk dress that he loved all too much .
It took all you could to stifle the laughter that was bubbling up at his priceless expression . He wore a mix of shock , curiosity and suspicion . It was hilarious of course , but you were spending the night at his house so you waited gleefully and patiently for him to open is anniversary present after dinner .
Dinner was filled with light bickering , love sick smiles , hand squeezes and footsie under the table . The car ride back to his hand was nice … if you count incessant teasing of his palm that was not on the steering wheel rubbing circles on your right inner thigh and massaging your upper thigh too . The conversation was light hearted . Like dinner , there was bickering but this bickering was more … sensual . Anyone who would enter the car could feel the arising sexual tension in the car .
Just as kiyoomi became bold and used his index to trace your slit through your lace set definitely feeling the wet patch that had already formed …. Suddenly , He removed his hand and you on the other hand was dazed and confused as to why he had removed his palm from your thigh … until you realised , you had already reached his apartment.
Going up was a hassle … or not . Definitely would have been easier if kiyoomi was not staring holes into you and making it definitely much easier to walk if he would just remove his groping hands from your waist .
The moment he shut the door to his apartment. You were met with a flurry of kisses . Gasping when he found your sweet spot . Nibbling and sucking on that spot . Tugging off your silk dress in the process .
Widened eyes filled with lust, surprise and hunger told you how much he liked your white lacy set .
‘ did you wear it for me pretty girl?’
a/n : I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS IS . It was just an idea , but somehow when I write it out it’s bad HSJSJSJ
1K notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Ali roma!Kageyama tobio with a breast fixation . He just loves your breast so much , it fits so perfectly in his large warm hand . Your so sweet and pliant always letting him do whatever he wants with your breast . Sucking , biting , pinching , slapping , extracting whimper after whimper after sucking a little too hard on your breast . Loves the mess and the end product of his art . Love bites littered all over your chest with bite marks and swollen nipples . Tobio thinks that the seven wonders of the world could not even compare to this sight …
373 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Medschool!Sachiro who is just so so hot and definitely very dexterous . Who is relentless when he eats you out to de-stress . Who doesn’t stop when you whimper and plea for him to stop . Who eats you out even more vigorously when you squirt . Who growls and tell you just one more and that you can do it . But both you and him know that it is never the last one
A/n: oh my gosh , I wrote this in the school library but gosh I couldn’t help it . Sachi is so so hot JSJSJJS
135 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Doctor sachi is so hot , that’s it …. His veiny hands and strong forearms and his big broad back 🫶🏻🫶🏻 doctor sachi deffo has a size kink . Everyday after work he looks flawless in your eyes , messy tousled brown hair , raspy voice , ridges of muscles carved into his body . Especially his large calloused yet warm hand that cradles your face so delicately while making love ….
63 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
˚ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
This was absolutely ridiculous he thought . He was supposed to be the "immovable hirugami “ . Turns out the " immovable hirugami " was indeed very “movable “. By someone who probably didn’t know he who was too . He feels like a creep , staring at you . The pretty med student who sits opposite his ‘usual ‘ table at the library almost everyday . 
He knew he had a test for his ‘emergency care for small animals ’ class the next day . He was studying alright , studying your face more than revising for his ‘emergency care for small animals ‘ . He  probably needed emergency care with how breathless and light-headed he was and how fast and loud his heart was beating .He would probably need emergency care and a CPR performed by you (preferably). A lip to lip resuscitation would be really really nice too . He wondered if your lips felt as soft as they looked and if your lips would slot perfectly with his own . 
He then realised that , you weren’t there anymore . Had you left already ? but you always study at least for 4 hours , it’s only been an hour and a half  ... Where did you go ? oh no , did you finally realize that him staring at you ? did you get creeped out by his staring that you changed where you seat ? 
He felt really bad , he really did , but he couldn’t help it , you were so so pretty . The prettiest girl he had ever seen.
‘ Looking for me , pretty boy ? ‘ 
©yoomiomiki 2022
36 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Stranger danger
Another one because I can’t help myself 🤷🏻‍♀️. In my defence , it was supposed to be a small Drabble before i slept , but I somehow wrote this
˚ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
Your first meeting with him started off with a bang . Literally. Curse your clumsiness for tripping down the stairs , you honestly thought you were going to get sent to the hospital or heaven that day . However, just coincidentally , sachiro forgot his math textbook in his class . So he had to rush up to his class just before school ended right after training too . You on the other hand , was in the class next to his and was on your way home , you were studying in class , fell asleep and lost track of time . You were literally running so fast ( she a runner she a track star ) , but you also forgot , u were such a clumsy person . But 3 minutes to closing time was no joke , you wanted to go home to your bed. As luck would have it you tripped over your own feet and flew towards the floor . Thankfully you were about 2 steps away and the impact would not be so bad . But wait why was the floor groaning , and why was it so warm and so .. so comfortable ? You immediately sat up and was so confused . Then you realised you tripped and fell on a guy . And shit why isn’t he moving . In pure panic you started to hold the mystery guys and fiddle with his head trying to check if he had cracked his head open . But my gosh , his hair was so soft you you kinda got distracted and started playing with his hair . Sachiro on the other hand was surprisingly enjoying this , he’s not a creep he swears , but how could he not enjoy this when the pretty girl that he had been eying since the start of the year was on top of him , awed look on her face and her soft hands playing with his hair . He really ought to thank his sister for forcing him to use conditioner . And oh my god, your thighs were wrapped around his waist , basically lying on top of him . It was sweet really trying to check if he had any injuries . Too bad the moment ended when you realised what you were doing and started apologising like mad , blood rushing to your face . Gosh you didn’t even realise you were still on top of him , not that he minded of course . But when you did , he found himself close to hyperventilating because of how cute you were , spluttering in embarrassment, immediately getting off him much to his own dismay . Even trying to help him get up , not that he needed your help , but the gesture was sweet . He was so lost looking at you that he could only see your mouth moving and was so confused , oh no you were going to call him out for staring at you …. bracing himself for the slap and the scream at him for being a creep . He only heard a “ shit I’m so so sorry , I probably acted like a creep too , are you okay , I’m so sorry , I hope I didn’t injure you , shit I’m so so sorry , did I break anything ?”
He could only chuckle in response and answer “ yeah don’t worry , I’m fine darling , are you okay ?” A simple flushed face nod was all he needed to grin at you .
“ wait , I think the school closed , and we are stuck here , so I guess we should stick together tonight . what’s your name ? You seem so familiar” you were a bold one weren’t ya. Asking a tall handsome guy with super soft and thick brown hair might you add what his name was and that you should stick together .
“Hirugami sachiro and that’s because I’m in your history class . what’s yours ?”
“Oh .. erm im , I’m sorry ” “well sorry-san should we head to infirmary to enjoy this wonderful night ? I heard the infirmary has wonderful beds “ he grinned and held out his hand for you . Which you took gladly noticing how well his hand fit in yours and how warm they were .
“ Y/n … y/n l/n is my name “
Your mum told you never to follow strangers , but you suppose that maybe just this once , you would follow this handsome stranger to the infirmary where you would both stay the night .
Whoops my hand may or may not have slipped and I wrote this 💀
©yoomiomiki 2022
15 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
before you interact  ◛  masterlist  ⑅·˚ ༘  fic recs  ♡
8 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Small brain rot before I sleep but imagine being sachiro’s high school sweetheart wife . You’re a cute thing , always letting him get his way , letting him de-stress after a long day at work and using you however he likes .
15 notes · View notes
yoomiomiki · 2 years
Text
Hey guys !
Because I have important exams coming up im not going to be able to do long fics but i figured it would be really fun to have you guys sent in your brain rots or an idea where I can write a short drabble or time-stamp based on it ! Be sure to send in the character you would want ( each request is limited to one , sorry guys :( but I don’t have the time to do multiple characters ) and the idea that got you thinking ! Please try not to be vague and more descriptive so it’s easier for me to write ! I welcome both nsfw and sfw .
What I don’t write : incest , pseudo incest , piss , scat , non con , cheating , drugs , large age gaps , minor character or reader , dark content , yandere , mental illnesses that I’m not familiar , cheating ( on purpose or not ) [ I will update this list ] every character is timeskipped unless stated so .
though this is a 18+ blog I know that there are people who aren’t 18+ here and I don’t really care . Just don’t blame me for your own actions .
6 notes · View notes
rintaroll · 3 years
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
❝ INARIZAKIDS. ❞
Tumblr media
— taking care of your favorite toddlers.
Tumblr media
⊱┊pairing. none ⊱┊tags. fluff, toddler!inarizaki boys ⊱┊wc. 1k ⊱┊note. baby fever (,, ・∀・)ノ゛inspired by strawberricream's baby fics on ao3!! please read them if you havent already <3 also thank you to @iwaizooming for beta reading kith
Tumblr media
© RINTAROLL
Tumblr media
orange. orange. orange. orange. you sift through the assortment of konnyaku jelly* flavors, your keen eyes searching for a purple packet amongst the orange ones. kita stays put in your arm, his head comfortably nestled between your neck and shoulder. before the chatter from the living room gets louder, you finally locate and pick out the grape flavored jelly.
"shin, can you hold this and give it to rintaro later for me, sweetheart?"
"nmm!" kita nods. the long purple packet dangles from his tiny fist, while his other hand holds his salmon onigiri.
after walking back to the living room with snacks in hand, you set kita down by your feet. he waddles towards suna with wobbly legs, who has had his attention directed towards the jelly ever since you re-entered the room.
you're first greeted by aran tugging on your pant leg, lips widening to form a gummy smile. you sit down in front of the couch, letting him clamber onto your lap while you lay the snacks down in front of you.
"fuh!" osamu exclaims once he notices the onigiris laid out on the floor, cutting atsumu's babbles short. osamu crawls towards you at record speed and reaches out for an onigiri. "'giwi!" he squeals, bouncing on his butt, while his brother chases right after him.
"wait! osamu-" you hastily rip open the package and switch it with the one in his grasp before he fits the plastic in his mouth. "-here."
you watch sparks fly in osamu's eyes when he finally bites into the snack, small bits of laver sticking onto the corner of his lips. "num!" osamu declares with a mouthful of rice.
your hands are moving swiftly to open the rest of the onigiri packages when you notice someone tugging on your sleeve. you sneak a glance and hum once you see suna, wordlessly asking him what he wants.
"o'en," he says. he then waves the jelly packet in your face. "pwease?" he adds, his slanted brown eyes gleaming under the soft glow of the television. it warms your heart every time he lazily blinks them up at you.
a smile creeps onto your face without you even realizing. "here you go."
suna makes grabby hands until his miniature fists grab hold of his snack. "fanks.”
suna finds his spot right next to you—his side is completely pressed against yours (which you learned was a sign that he's comfortable with someone) as he starts eating the grape flavored snack he's been favoring for the last week.
you whip your head towards the rambunctious twins when a sudden cry is heard. osamu has his hand on his twin's face, keeping atsumu a (small, chubby) arm length away from his precious onigiri. the latter says something comprehensible only to his brother, to which osamu mutters a stern 'no'. and before you could react, the two start shoving each other, their respective half eaten onigiris long forgotten and left on the floor. a particularly harsh push from atsumu sends osamu toppling over aran, their heads bumping into each other as they both fall into your lap.
bottom lips start quivering when you gasp and hoist each of them up one by one. "are you okay?" you ask, worry creasing your brows.
aran nods and tries his best to keep his sobs in, priding himself in being the oldest out of the five, but a few tears still manage to escape his glossy eyes. osamu, however, is wailing in pain, fat drops of tears rolling down his round cheeks.
"hurts?" aran and osamu both nod in response, allowing your hands to smooth over the top of their heads. "where does it hurt?"
with his sobs subsiding after you wipe his wet cheeks, osamu reaches up to pat the top of his head. aran does the same after watching osamu, glassy brown irises staring up at you. biting your tongue to keep your soft chuckles at bay, you lean down and kiss each of their crowns.
"all better?" you smile, brushing osamu's fringe from sticking to his forehead.
aran's face warms while osamu nods excitedly, his little head bobbing up and down as he asks for more kisses. a sniffle keeps you from obliging, and you turn your head towards its direction.
it's atsumu, with his bottom lip jutting out into a pout and clumsy hands rubbing tears from his eyes. "sowwy chamu. sowwy awan."
not even a few seconds after, you watch as osamu leaves your lap and crawls towards his brother. he briefly looks at your direction as if looking for approval, so you nod at him with a smile. his tiny hand then pats atsumu on the shoulder to comfort him while he says, "s'okay chumu."
suna, who has moved to your lap to replace osamu's vacancy, watches them with a bored expression. you think it’s because he’s gotten used to them fighting daily. he closes his eyes when you comb his hair away from his face.
you welcome the short moment of peace and silence before kita nudges you with the television remote. "do you guys wanna watch a movie?"
atsumu gasps. "lilo**!" the rest nod in unison, their small heads bobbing excitedly.
you sigh, taking the remote and kissing kita's forehead as a thank you (he squeezes his eyes shut every time you do). although their obsession with the small blue alien is adorable, this would also be the fourth time watching the movie with them. "how about moana?" you offer.
atsumu shakes his head. "lilo!" he repeats with the same sheer excitement evident in his voice.
looking back at the five pairs of eyes staring up at you with determination and pure giddiness, you sigh in defeat.
you should learn how to say no to them someday.
“lilo it is.”
Tumblr media
vocabulary !
konnyaku jelly* are japanese jelly snacks that come in many different flavors (orange, grape, pineapple, etc.).
when saying 'lilo', atsumu's referring to the disney movie lilo and stitch.
501 notes · View notes
rintaroll · 3 years
Text
❝ 1000-1. ❞
Tumblr media
— akaashi folds a thousand paper cranes just for you.
Tumblr media
⊱┊pairing. akaashi keiji x gn!reader ⊱┊tags. major character death, angst, unnamed sickness, unedited, no established relationship, mentions of god(s), churches & shrines? ⊱┊wc. 0.6k ⊱┊note. um.. i cant explain this one lol enjoy <3 also the title has 34+35 vibes but dont let that fool you pls HDKDND and. um. if you want to hurt yourself more you can listen to dancing with your ghost by sasha sloan :]
Tumblr media
© RINTAROLL
Tumblr media
999.
only one left until akaashi's promise to you is fulfilled. the assortment of colored origami papers covers the whole surface area of his desk, not leaving even a sliver of dark wood unconcealed.
one more left.
akaashi's skeptical—he has never been one to believe in ancient legends or miracles. he has always found them to be impractical. impossible. but having to watch your cheeks slowly turn hollow while your eyes turn dull and lose the playful glint they used to hold, he's visited all the shrines and churches, and even found himself praying to gods he doesn't believe in.
and it all has resorted to this. folding a thousand paper cranes. legend says that if you succeed, it means that the gods will grant you a wish.
so he gives it a chance. he gives all his might to believe that it's real, that the gods have simply been busy and have not been ignoring his prayers, and that maybe this will get their attention. and as his paper cuts doubled both in quantity and size, akaashi's visits to your hospital room became less frequent.
one more.
his eyes are bloodshot and they sting every time he blinks. he can't recall the last time he tucked himself in his bed and slept, but it's a race against time and akaashi strongly dislikes losing.
(hate is a strong word, you used to say.)
it's a phone call that brings him back to his senses. mom, it reads. swiftly clicking the green button, akaashi brings the device to his ears while his other hand presses creases on the blue paper.
"keiji? where are you?"
"home." he winces when he hears his gravelly voice leave his own scratchy throat.
"you're going to miss the funeral."
Tumblr media
you said you'd wait.
("a thousand paper cranes? keiji, that’s… so many!" you said, and akaashi noted how much effort you needed just to pull the corners of your lips upward.
he knew what you meant by so many. it’s as if you were saying, ‘keiji, that’s gonna take so long!’. “but you’ll wait right?”
heavy silence blanketed the plain white room, and you turned your head to look out the window. something weighed down on his chest when you didn’t respond. “right?” akaashi’s grip on your hand tightened momentarily, seeking for some sort of response that can ease his apprehension.
you squeezed his hand back with the little energy you had left, and akaashi stiffened up as he awaited your response. “i’ll wait.”)
at first, akaashi feels nothing. his expression is blank and his voice is devoid of any emotion. he blames it on the one too many red bull cans that never left his side for the past 48 hours.
but then he realizes that he’s feeling everything. he’s feeling so much, too much, and the wind is knocked out from his lungs every time a choked sob leaves your mother’s lips. partly it’s his hatred for the gods for making the weather too perfect on the day of your funeral. but mostly it’s his anger because you said you’d wait.
he avoids the pitiful stares by looking down at the origami crane in his hand, crumpled and pathetically small.
it's blue. just like the color you paint your nails when you feel excited. like the color of akaashi's jacket that hangs around your shoulders while you fall asleep in the library. like the color of the sea when you dragged him to skip school to go to the beach. your favorite color.
he waits until everyone leaves before he sets the last crane on top of your gravestone.
1000.
Tumblr media
351 notes · View notes
rintaroll · 3 years
Text
❝ NONE LIKE YOU. ❞
Tumblr media
— moving in with oikawa tooru may have been the best decision you’ve ever made.
Tumblr media
⊱┊pairing. oikawa tooru x gn!reader ⊱┊tags. domestic fluff, they’re engaged! slight timeskip spoilers and one suggestive mention if you squint ⊱┊wc. 0.6k ⊱┊note. it’s highly recommended that you listen to tú - maye while you read this (available at the bottom of this post)! and am i saying oikawa accidentally speaks spanish when he’s talking dirty? yes <3
Tumblr media
© RINTAROLL
Tumblr media
it's scorching hot.
sweat is making oikawa's fringe stick to the tanned skin of his forehead, and his old high school t-shirt is clinging onto every ridge and curve of his broad back. you try not to spare him a glance when he sets yet another cardboard box down in the middle of your empty living room, but the ripples of muscles underneath his sweat sheen skin are making it hard for you to tear your eyes away.
"like the view?" his voice has a teasing lilt to it, and he takes it a step further by tugging on his shirt to wipe his face, revealing the lower half of his toned abdomen.
you roll your eyes, thanking the skies above that you have the summer heat to blame for the heat rising up your neck. "drink this." you shove the glass of cold water in his direction, to which he accepted without resistance.
the almost-silent atmosphere is short-lived as oikawa's playlist moves along its queue. the drone of cicadas from the opened window is drowned by the tune blaring through your bluetooth speakers—the first thing you unpacked from one of the many boxes littering your new shared apartment. 
you gasp softly when you recognize the familiar melody. "i love this song."
"i know." your eyes flit to his exposed skin again when he wipes his lips with his shirt. your fiancé was smirking when your gaze lands back on his face. "you sent it to me when you were still in japan."
"i'm surprised you remember." you miss the exaggerated expression on his face when you close your eyes for a quick second.
oikawa watches you closely as the song brings you back to when you and oikawa were eighteen thousand kilometers apart. your relationship used to rely solely on video calls and messages that were hours apart. but he was patient, and when you finally decided on moving to argentina to be with him, he has been deemed the happiest man alive. or so he said (with a dramatic whine and a wide grin as he picks you up at the airport).
setting his hands on your hips, he sways your bodies to the rhythm of the song. "that seemed like such a long time ago." you open your eyes and rest your hands on his shoulders. your skins stick to each other and his hot breath fans your face, but the warmth becomes less unbearable when you're in his arms.
he hums, resting his forehead on yours.
you exhale a breath you didn't know you were holding in. this feels right.
"para qué correr si no hay apuro? si es que cada vez que estamos juntos, el tiempo se detiene y desapareces." he sings, and it's not the voice he uses during karaoke nights with the rest of the aoba johsai graduates. it's the voice he uses during drives to supermarkets, when you're in the passenger seat and his hand is on your thigh. (why run if there is no rush? if every time we're together, time stops and disappears.)
"the lyrics are really pretty," he comments. you can almost hear the 'just like you' lingering at the tip of his tongue, but he holds off.
"oh?" you'll admit, you haven't fully grasped the language yet, but you're getting there. it hasn't been easy, but you learned through new acquaintances and oikawa's slip-ups during the restless nights where he holds you in between his arms.
he nods, opening his mouth to sing the rest of the song. "y tú me das todo lo demás, yo quiero estar donde tú estás." (and you give me everything else, i want to be where you are.)
his gaze is locked on you.
"amor, eres tú." (love, it's you.)
he's the happiest man alive, he thinks.
"ninguno como tú." (none like you.)
you kiss him.
Tumblr media
373 notes · View notes