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Something that I find interesting about Oikawa is that he would be so observant when it came to you, not even a hawk could rival him.

I imagine him to be quite the pest when he's around you - always making some comment, stealing your things and dangling them somewhere where he knows you can't reach, just overall making all the little things in life that much more difficult. Why? Because he's bored and you happen to have the misfortune of being his favorite person ever. That's why!

But Oikawa takes mental notes, sometimes actual ones too. He probably has several notebooks dedicated to you and you wouldn't ever have a clue. He oozes with both natural charisma and childishness, which makes him a double threat. It is very easy for him to shift these two moods especially when the time calls for it. He sees the way you react because your reactions are important to him.

You are important to him.

That's why he makes sure to stay close to you as much as he possibly can, scaring off any potential threat regardless of sex. He may be a bit softer towards the girls who surround him but he always makes sure to let them down, to tell him that he's spoken for.

You just have no idea that it's you he's talking about.

Oikawa is used to success. But he also understands what it feels like to lose. That's why he does not have the courage to come clean to you. He can't help but to feel a little frustrated with you because, well, how dare you? How dare you exist there and be all cute? It's even worse when other people take notice and they actually have the courage to approach you, which just makes him want to knock their teeth out.

Oikawa is a pest. But in his way, that's his love language. He can be sweet, don't get me wrong! But messing with you is just too fun.

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Favorite Treat ―  Kōshi Sugawara

TW: NSFW, Oral

❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥

• Thinking about Sugawara and the fact that he loves performing oral on you. 

• I fully believe that this man would actually live in between your thighs if he could. 

• As in, would let you suffocate him with your thighs as long as he is eating you out when he dies.

• Breathing is overrated anyway.

• Thick thighs, skinny thighs, whatever. The man just wants to be in between them. 

• Oh, you've had a shitty day at work? Maybe you'll feel better after he eats you out. The two of you are lounging around watching television? Your body is way more interesting than whatever movie is on, anyway.

• If offered the choice between giving oral or getting oral, he will choose the prior 99% of the time. It's not that he dislikes getting a blowjob; he just enjoys pleasuring you anytime he's given the chance.

• Sugawara knows how important it is to make your partner feel good, and he takes a lot of pride in knowing that he's able to satisfy you. 

• He adores the cute noises you make while he is eating you out, knowing that he is the one making you feel so much pleasure. Plus, he thinks you taste amazing.

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Recon

word count: 442 || avg. reading time: 2 mins.

pairing: Akaashi x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff, pining

warnings: none

synopsis: Akaashi is trying to find out if you have a boyfriend

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“Are you hungry?”, Akaashi asked.

Without really waiting for your reply he bought two cheesy corn dogs and a yakisoba bun to share. You sat on a bench overlooking the patch of green in the park where you had met up to compare notes, enjoying the first rays of actually warming sunlight. In his imagination Akaashi wished he could lay in the grass with you, his head in your soft lap while you’d run your fingers through his hair. You’d talk about books and movies and he’d bring your hand to his lips, brushing butterfly kisses on your skin.

"Do the new first years get along well with the team?", you asked, about halfway through your corn dog. The setter snapped out of his daydream, hoping he hadn’t stared at you too much.

"Oh yeah. They are all Bokuto-senpai this and Bokuto-senpai that. It's all he can talk about.”

You laughed. “So Kotarou is also really fond of them, then?”

Akaashi gave you a studying look at your use of the captain’s first name then focused on a blade of grass sticking through his shoelace.

“Yeah, I am almost sure they’re gonna start a fanclub for him soon.”, he said with an awkward, slightly stiff laugh and glanced over at you taking another bite, struggling with a long strand of cheese, “So uhm, are you and Bokuto-san...?” He let the question hang in the air, silently praying that you understood.

“Are we what?”, you asked in a light tone.

“Are you two … I mean, do you… and does he… Are you?”

You squinted, failing to hide a grin.

“We are friends, yes.”

“Oh okay. Good.” To be fair he doubted that Bokuto-san would have kept quiet about a potential relationship but he wanted to make sure. However, Akaashi didn’t want you to think you’d have to hide it if you felt something for his friend. You wouldn’t be the first. “He is a really good guy. Handsome, too.”

“Do you want me to put in a good word for you?”, you chuckled and his ears practically glowed.

“So you’re not … with him?”

“Nope.” It was truly a joy to see the usually composed setter fumble for his words so much - he was just too adorable.

Akaashi let out a deep breath, obviously relieved that this hurdle was taken, but apparently got ready for the next one.

Meanwhile, you finished off your corn dog.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

Screaming wouldn’t be an acceptable response in this situation, you were sure. But you really had to put all your strength into your voice to keep it normal.

“No, I don’t.”

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Can I get a kiss, please? —ft. Suna Rintarou.

cw: wc 1k, college au? idk but they are not in high school, there’s a little bit of cheating kinda, friends to lovers, suna is deeply in love and he has a breakdown because u wear his tshirt.

Suna hates many things. He hates getting up from bed in the morning, hates small talks, hates when practice gets extended, he hates when the shop close to his dorm is out of jelly fruit sticks and the list could go on forever but what he hates the most at the moment is you. He hates how comfortable you got with him during your years of friendship because now you’re standing in front of him, after taking a shower in his bathroom and wearing nothing but his tshirt on top of your underwear, urging him to move and give you some space to sit on the couch. You’re so comfortable with him that you sit right next to him, so close your knees are touching. Your hand on his thigh as you lean in to show him pictures on your phone, fingers grazing the hem of his shorts, so close he can only smell the scent of his shampoo in your hair. You’ve gotten too comfortable. He’s not even sure what you’re talking about, he’s trying to listen to you, he wants to listen to you, but you’re too close. He’s trying to paying attention to whatever is showing on the screen of your phone, but you in his tshirt smelling like his shampoo is just too much. Your touch sends sparks through his body and he can feel something in his stomach, it twists and burns and it makes him want to scream or maybe cry. He hates that you don’t notice what you’re doing to him.

You tap your hand on his thigh, ‘Look, look!’

He gets brought back to reality and a laugh escapes his lips as you show him a video of Atsumu tripping on a rock.

You put away your phone and turn to face Suna, giving him your full attention. He swallows, he’s having trouble breathing.

‘Sunarin,’ you say and he waits for you to say something else but you don’t. You’re just looking at him. He can feel that thing in his stomach move all the way to his spine and he can’t move.

‘Is everything alright?’ You ask, looking a little worried.

He nods, not daring to open his mouth yet.

‘Are you sure you don’t have a fever or something?’ You bring a hand to his forehead, ‘You’re a little weird.’

He scoffs and pushes your hand away, ‘I’m not weird.’

‘Mhm, just a little,’ you smile and turn back to your original position. You switch on the television and brows through netflix looking for a movie to watch.

Without your eyes staring into his soul, Suna feels like he can breathe a little bit easier.

‘Tell me about Yuki,’ you say tapping your fingers on the remote.

‘What about her?’ Suna could not care less about any other person when you were with him. You would occupy every single one of his thoughts. It was actually the same even when you weren’t with him too.

‘You know, how’s it going? Is she nice?’

Suna also hates the way you’re not at all bothered if he dates other people, you’re actually curious about it.

‘She was alright I guess,’ he extends a hand to you, he grazes your arm, he doesn't want to talk about other relationships he only wants to stay with you, ‘We went out like twice then I broke it off.’

Suna was always like that, there were plenty of people who asked him out but no one ever lasted more than three dates. Not when every time he would kiss someone he imagined it was you. After a while you just stopped asking him why he would not put in the effort.

‘I’m thinking of breaking up with Haruto,’ you say suddenly.

Just the sound of that name is enough to make Suna feel nauseous.

‘Thank God,’ another thing that Suna hates is Haruto. Not because he’s jealous, no, but because the guy is actually a shit boyfriend to you, ‘What happened?’

‘You know, the usual,’ you drop the remote and turn to Suna again, ‘We fought again because he’s jealous of you, says I spend more time with you than him,’ you roll your eyes, ‘He thinks I’m cheating.’

Suna can’t help the smirk forming on his lips, knowing you want to break up with your boyfriend because of him does something to him. Maybe he’s a little selfish and maybe he shouldn't be so happy about it, but he thinks it’s alright for this one time.

‘I don’t even know why you stayed with him for so long.’

You lower your gaze, ‘It was nice, he was nice,’ you say, ‘When we didn’t fight.’

‘He’s right though,’ Suna says.

‘What?’ Your eyes lock into his, feeling betrayed.

Suna shrugs, ‘You do spend more time with me.’

You jokingly punch his shoulder, ‘Shut up!’

‘Are you sad?’ Suna asks you turning serious.

‘About Haruto?’

Suna nods and waits for your answer.

You furrow your brow in thought before shaking your head, ‘He was an asshole anyway, but if it means you’ll comfort me,’ you smile, ‘With cuddles and forehead kisses...’ you sigh and put a fake pout on your face, ‘Oh, I’m so sad Sunarin.’

You’re slowly killing him, he’s sure that’s your goal for the night. Slowly stabbing him with every word and every look you’re giving him. You’re looking up at him and you’re just too pretty as you ask for his attention.

He sighs, ‘You know there’s no need to act,’ he pulls you closer and with a newfound confidence he lets you sit between his legs as you face each other, ‘If you want hugs and kisses you just have to ask.’

Maybe he didn’t think that through, because now your legs are around his torso and your skin brushes against his back where his tshirt is slightly lifted. You’re way too close now. He doesn’t know where to put his hands, definitely not your thighs though. He opts to just lazily put his arm around your body.

‘Okay then,’ you run your fingers through his hair, ‘Can I get a kiss, please?’

With that, the thing in his stomach returns and it stretches to his throat making it impossible for him to talk. He’s sure you can feel the way he’s slightly shaking and the sound of his heart pounding in his chest. He thinks of asking you to repeat, but he heard you right and he doesn’t want to risk you changing your mind. He leans in as one of his hands make its way to the base of your neck. He can feel your breath on him. Your fingers still in his hair. Your noses are touching. He feels high, maybe a little dizzy. Just a little closer and your lips would be touching. You’re not running away, you want this too. It feels like you’ve been in this position for hours, the wait is agonizing. He wonders how your lips will taste, maybe like the blackberry chapstick you always wear. He wonders if your lips are as soft as they look.

‘Stop joking around,’ you break the silence.

His other hand grazes your cheek and then his thumb traces your bottom lip, ‘I’m not.’

‘Rin, please,’ you whisper.

Oh, how he loves the desperation in your tone. If only you knew for how long he craved this too. Just when you think he’s finally closing the gap, he gives you a quick peck at the corner of your mouth.

‘I can’t, Y/n,’ he says lowering his head, ‘Not when you’re not mine.’

He hugs you, thightly, burying his head in your neck.

‘I’m sorry,’ you say, ‘I shouldn’t have asked for that.’

You can feel him shaking his head lightly, ‘I wanted to,’ he says.

You wanted it too, more than anything you ever wanted.

Suna can feel the thing in his throat threaten to leave his body through his mouth, ‘I love you,’ he blurts out and shocked by his own words his head jerks up, ‘I—’

‘Sunarin,’ you stop him and every thoughts that was starting to form in his mind, ‘It’s okay,’ you cup his face, ‘I love you, too,’ you lay your forehead on his, ‘I’ll make it up to you.’

He hugs you again, ‘You’ll be mine?’

You hum and nod your head.

Now that you knew of his feelings, that thing in his stomach, in his spine, in his throat, is gone. He still doesn’t dare to touch your thighs, though, and the smell of his shampoo on you still makes him weak at the knees. Next time you’ll see each other you’ll be his and then he will kiss you. He can imagine how it will be, he imagined it so many times before. He smiles as he gets comfortable in your arms.

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kenma x reader headcanons

loves fruit but is too lazy to wash and prepair fruit bowls, so he just eats chips instead. if you make him a fruit bowl he gives u the softest smile and eats it all up, he even offers you some watermelon.

one day you came over to kenmas’ house and he decided to teach you how to play his favorite games; however, he has bad anger issues.. if you mess up, he tries to stay cool but sometimes he gets annoyed and huffs “it’s not that hard, just do it right and win.” 

he’s basically a cat; he’ll just lay down on your lap with his nintendo switch in his hands. once he’s in your lap or cuddling with you, he refuses to move. if you need to go to the bathroom, nope. if you want to get some food, nope. he’s staying right where he is and isn’t letting you go. 

loves it so much when you play with his hair. when you make little braids, he keeps them in. he does a little purring when you run your nails through his locks. 

you helped him bleach his hair. he had no idea that dying/ bleaching hair was so much work. when you bleached his roots it hurt so much that he refused to do any touch ups afterwards. he still thanked you for helping though. 

kenma does this thing where he takes your hand and plays with your fingers (and rings if you wear those). if you’re in class with him he’ll take your hand underneath the desks and just play with them. he finds it so comforting. it’s especially cute when he stands behind you and plays with your fingers. 

as i mentioned above, he always stands behind you. sometimes he tugs at your shirt, other times he plays with your fingers, and sometimes he even locks arms with you. 

kenma is very big on physical touch but in a subtle way. there’s always a hand on your thigh or intertwined with yours, or his foot is on top of yours. he hates the attention pda gets, but he needs your touch so much that he tries to not mind it.

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Coming back to drawing after a little non-activity period with old friends aka (1) sleepy akaashito

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tananoya with noya helping shave tanaka's head is very underutilized tbh

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Suguwara with 8!!!

8 with sugawara… confessions 🥺🫶🏻

He stands in front of your locker for a concerning amount of time, fiddling with the note in his hand as he ponders the pros and cons of confessing to you.

Pro: you’ll say yes.

Con: you’ll say no, laugh at him, dump your milk on his head and walk away with no regard.

Koushi doesn’t know if he should risk it. After all, you have known each other for years, who would he be to ruin such a stable friendship with feeling that may or may not be reciprocated?

“Koushi?” Your voice snaps him back to reality, and he fists his note in his hand sharply. “You’ve been standing in front of my locker for the past five minutes. Everything okay?”

He says nothing. His mouth feels cottony and dry, and when he tried to choke out words, they only come out as squeaks. His brain decides to shove the note at you, his cheeks blazing with nerves and his hands trembling as he holds it. You smile softly and take the folded note from him, unfolding it and flicking your eyes up at him.

“Koushi,” you begin, and he could throw up right now. This is it, the rejection, the heartbreak, the betrayal- “I know.”

You what. “You what?”

You snicker, “I know; Daichi told me.”

Traitor. Koushi sighs and scrubs his face with his hands, “I’m going to kill him.”

“Dont- he saved our friendship,” you say, smiling sweetly. “I thought you didn’t want to be friends anymore, with how you were avoiding me. I was so hurt, until he told me.”

He swallows thickly- you thought he didn’t want to be friends? That’s the last thing he wanted! Especially if it was hurting you, and-

“What’re you doing?”

“Reading the confession.”

“Dont!” He whines, making a mad dash for the letter, which you expertly flick out of his grip. “I didn’t know you knew, it’s so embarrassing!”

“It’s cute!” You giggle, avoiding his grabs. “Gotta kiss me if you want it back.” He tenses up and his cheeks blaze again, and you laugh and ruffle his hair, “I’m kidding. I’d be an asshole to pressure you into kissing me.”

He lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and laughs, letting you pull him into a hug, your arms tossing around his neck. “I feel the same way, Koushi. I accept your confession.”

“You mean it?”

“Yes,” you snicker. “More than you know.”

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Can I request The Magnus Achives Jonathan Sims x female reader sfw headcanons.

I dont do fem reader, this is a transmasc reader blog

#anon

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Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

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Takanobu Aone and Casual Displays of Affection

Pairing: Takanobu Aone/Trans Male reader Warnings: none Summary: You're easily affectionate and it starts rubbing off on Aone

In the beginning, when you and Aone had first gotten together, from just after the awkwardness of your stuttered confession died down, your casual acts of affection always seemed to get a rise out of Aone. Physical affection always came easy to you, from strangers to friends, you always had a gentle touch waiting. No one you had met ever reacted as much as Aone. Despite his size, massive compared to your scant 150 cm, you found them cute. Aone was a man of very few words, and few but important actions. You'd been friends since middle school, you his outgoing shield from the world, and he your tall and ominous shield against the bullies. Although, you knew deep down Aone wouldn't hurt anyone. Even back then, your gentle affection would fluster him. A simple hug or high five would have him pink cheeked and stone still for a few moments before he would collect himself and catch up with you.

When you both made it into Dateko, you had launched yourself into his arms in a fit of joy. He caught you with practiced ease and you felt a ghost of a smile against your shoulder. He was stoic again when he set you down, but you could see the slight up turn of his lips. You had high hopes he would make a few more friends in this school's club. Dating was the next logical step to you. After you struggled through your confession, you felt a careful, gentle hand in your hair and looked up. "Okay." Had been all he responded with, but it had still felt like it had been shouted from the roof tops. Naturally, how affectionate you were with him, and by extension the rest of his new team only grew. Like in middle school, you took your place as manager. You wouldn't stand a chance on the court, but you were happy to help from the sidelines. You of course cheered Aone on the most. High fives when he rotated off, and definitely being the loudest voice when it came time to cheer. Win or lose you always met him with a hug at the end of a game, and every time, just for a moment Aone would freeze, then hug you back with enough strength you could feel your bones creak.

It wasn't until your third year that Aone ever initiated the physical affection. After their close loss to Karasuno, you had been cleaning up, trying to find the right words to say to lift spirits. This game was supposed to be a sweep, they were a no name school, Date should have won, and you were reeling just as much as anyone else. Then your feet weren't touching the ground anymore. The laugh you let out was mostly from shock as Aone turned you so he could hug you properly. And to your surprise he was laughing. "Aone?" You card your fingers through his hair, "Is everything okay?' A hummed 'yes' against your shoulder was all the answer you got before you were safely back on the polished wood floor, "I want to play them again soon." "Me too." You reply leaning into his side. There's no flinch or hesitation when he wraps his arm over your shoulders keeping you close. You know its the high from the game that has his walls so far down, but you enjoy the closeness nonetheless. "And next time we'll win." Aone grins down at you, and in that moment the stress of the day was worth it.

#hq x reader #hq imagines #jetblackcode #Takanobu Aone x Reader #aone x reader #aone takanobu #xtransmasc reader scenariosx #the writer's queue

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You Know What They Say About Opposites

Pairing: Ujishima Wakatoshi/Transmasc! Reader Warnings: Suggested NSFW, Affectionate Bullying Summary: Your Drama Club activities end early so you make your way to the gym to meet up with Ushi and Tendou after practice ends. Ushi gets caught kissing your cheek, and the team has questions.

The days you got to stay over in Ushijima and Tendou's dorm were always good ones. Technically, Shiratorizawa didn't allow for student to stay over night in each other's dorms over worries of "fraternization" but tended to look the other way if everyone was the same gender, or in your case appeared that way. It was convenient enough to lie and say you were being tutored by Ushijima; there would have been questions if you said it was Tendou helping you. Today was Saturday, which meant that after classes and club activities you would be crashing at Ushi's for the weekend. There would be little tutoring going on if you had your way, and that thought had you walking to your first class with more pep in your step than the start of exam season would usually allow.

Being a year being a year behind Ushijima meant that you didn't get to see him too often throughout the day. Your lunches matched up so like usual you found yourself sandwiched comfortably between Ushi and Tendou. Tendou was talking animatedly about one of the manga updates in Shonen Jump, you hadn't read the issue yet so he was cautious to avoid spoiling anything major for the series he knew you were reading. It was on the docket for the weekend, allowing that you and Ushijima separated long enough to read anything at all. "Hey Ushie?" You nudged him to get his attention, "Are you meeting me outside my club room, or do you want me to meet you in the gym again?" He shrugged in a way most people would consider noncommittal, "Practice might run long today, so you can come to the gym if we aren't done yet." "That works for me." You say and go back to half listening to Tendou. "Just wash off your stage make up this time." The rumble of his voice startles you, "You looked a little scary last time." You couldn't help but laugh as you put the note in your phone and tagged it with an alarm, just in case you forgot. "No promises." Ushi smiled at that, though to anyone else it was little more than a small quirk of the lips. Lunch ended too soon for your liking as it always did.

When you arrived at your club room you were relieved to find set pieces and tarps placed on the floor. There would be no acting today, just blocking together and painting the set pieces the shop club had finished up for your club. You would preforming "A Night in the Woods" at the end of exam season so the last minute touches needed to be added to everything before the real rehearsals could start. Which meant no stage make up, which meant no accidentally scaring Ushijima. It did mean changing clothes before heading for the gym because you got paint all over yourself, which was also pretty normal when it came to you and art supplies. The moment you were changed and packed up you raced for the athletic complex so you wouldn't have to keep Ushijima waiting. In the end you didn't have to worry because when you arrived practice was still in session. No one reacted anymore when you came in, your presence was half expected at this point. You were after all, one of two people who could accurately translate Ushi's one word responses into actual thoughts so the team relied on you when they didn't think they could trust Tendou. The team also seemed to enjoy the sketches of them you would show them once practice ended. You settled into the bleachers and flipped to a blank page in your sketchbook to begin.

At the cool down whistle you packed up your things and made your way down to the floor to meet up with Ushijima. You're feeling particularly generous today, and lean on Ushijima's shoulders as he sat and leaned forward, standing directly behind him with your arms on his shoulders, gesturing carefully as you made small talk with the rest of the team. It was pleasant and mostly normal. Before retreating to the locker room though, Ushijima bent and kissed your cheek. Everyone except for Tendou froze at the display. Ushijima didn't seem to realize what he'd done to earn that reaction and continued on his way to the locker room. Which left you with a flock of very curious teammates to deal with. Goshiki breaks first, "Is this why you're always waiting at practice? I thought he was just tutoring you?" "Yes, and well, that's how things started." You spare him the details, because while that was how things started it only took a week for the two of you to move forward from that. Yunohama was next, "What about the fraternization rules?" "They over look it on weekends if everyone's the same gender," You shrug, "Besides, if you don't slide your student card going in, you don't have to scan it going out and therefore you don't get counted. And if you leave early enough to card out of your own dorm, they really can't do anything about it." Ohira was last before the group got snapped at to get changed and get the hell out, "Why do you know that?" "I have my ways." You grin, "Also you can always ask Ushie while you're in the locker room!" The team collectively fliches at that and you grin.

You get surrounded again once the team is done. Though Ushijima is careful to keep you close. His ears were pink denoting his embarrassment and you had to wonder what he had been asked in the locker room that had him so worked up. "So how did you two even get together anyway?" Semi finally piped up, "No offense, but you seem more Tendou's type than Waka's. You know, since you are energetic and very bubly. While Waka is well, you know..." You squeezed Ushi's hand as an apology in case this is what he had been bombarded with in the locker room, "Well you know what they say about opposites." That answer doesn't seem to really satisfy Semi, "Also Ushi's pretty good in the sack." Semi and several others choke, and much to your delight Ushi's ears go from pink to red.

#hq x reader #hq imagines #haikyuu #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x reader #x trans male reader #x transmasc reader #xtransmasc-reader-scenariosx #my writing #the writer's queue

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Headcanons for Yamaguchi Tadashi with a Trans Male Boyfriend

Pairing: Yamaguchi Tadashi / Trans Male Reader + casual friendship with Tsukishima Kei Warnings: dysphoria, casual/accidental transphobia, mentions of substance use

Your relationship with Tadashi begins when you move into the house next door to his in the 3rd grade. You had been far more concerned with making friends than unpacking and latched on to Tadashi since he was the only other kid your age on the block.

A majority of your friendship was beating back bullies and getting into more fights than a "girl your age" should have. And out of all of the fights and potential injuries what bothered you the most was being called a girl.

It feels natural that you tell Tadashi first and he is supportive, even if he didn't quite understand. It was his hand in yours that gave you the courage to tell your parents, he was being your courage for a change.

You both meet Kei in middle school and it was nice, to no longer be alone in helping Tadashi find his courage.

It's Kei actually, that gives you the courage to tell Tadashi how you felt about him, rather, threatening to tell him if you didn't.

Its Kei and Tadashi that correct people about you, and Tadashi surprisingly enough that has to be held back when it turns out to be intentional. You and Kei both know he wouldn't ever win a fist fight, but you at least were still endeared that he was willing to lose if it was your honor involved.

Joining them at Karasuno is the logical next step even though you had no plans to ever set foot on a Volleyball court after how poorly it went in middle school. But you would be there to cheer on your boyfriend and your best friend every step of the way.

You had better things to do than club activities. That and while Karasuno had art classes they didn't have a specific club for it, so your afternoons were free. The days you weren't watching Tadashi and Kei practice you were tagging along with the third years from your art class.

Tadashi confronts you about the smoke he smells on your clothes, and your denial leads to your first real fight. A swirling nasty thing that devolved into a shouting match that ends with Kei acting as a go between for you two for all of a day before giving up and forcing you to sort it out yourselves.

He doesn't back down and for a change you do, agreeing to quit hanging out with that group and wait til college to see if you're still as interested in experimenting with that kind of thing when you're old enough

For the next three years Karasuno goes to the top and stands on the world stage. And every time beside the banner that says "Fly" there was a banner just for Tadashi hand made by you and different each time.

College leads you back to old habits, and Tadashi doesn't fuss quite as much this time.

You graduate and go on to be an illustrator for a sports advertiser, and Tadashi goes into sports medicine and has a list of pros from school that had most others envious.

There were times where you looked back and couldn't help but grin. You never thought persistently ringing the doorbell of the house next to yours would ever lead to this.

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Long Term Love with Azumane Asahi

Pairing: Azumane Asahi/Trans Male reader Warnings: Mentions of Dysphoria, references to sex Summary: Despite growing up together, despite dating since before middle school started, despite everything really, sometimes how much Azumane loves you still catches you off guard.

You've spent your whole life with Asahi, or at least all of it that your remember, he's been your next door neighbor since elementary school and your boyfriend since the summer of your fifth year. Every major milestone has been spent together. Everything that there is to feel with another person has been felt, and still, despite it all, Asahi still sweeps you off your feet. Often without meaning to. He's always been bigger than you, and when you first met him it was terrifying. You thought he was older than you, and like most older kids, was going to terrorize you, but he didn't. And once you found the bravery to stop hiding behind your mother and talk with him things changed. You learned he was in your grade, although not your class, and you went to the same school. He sought you out after that. He'd never met someone with so many things different from him and he found you interesting. You balanced each other out, his calm and quiet eased your rough and tumble tendencies. Listening as you shouted your way through arguments you could have won if he hadn't pulled you away, letting you get the anger out before finishing your walk home.

You like to think you were the one that fell first, Asahi will argue this point until he's blue in the face, but privately, you're certain. It was when you were finally sure of yourself, when you knew you were a boy not a girl. When after months of fearing what he would say you bit the bullet and brought it up. He was confused and after a lengthy explanation on your end he only smiled. "It... I'm glad you told me, but it doesn't change things between us. I'll be by your side as long as you'll have me Y/N, that's what friends are for." He put an arm over your shoulder keeping you close, "And now we can get you on the boys team for real." You couldn't help the laugh that escaped you at that, because of course that would be his main concern, "I am perfectly content watching from the bleachers thanks."

Asahi is the one that confessed first, and even then it was more of him stating a thought than revealing anything. It just came out and it felt like the world froze for a moment. You could still remember what you were doing at the time. You were both in Asahi's room going over the pros and cons of different high schools and you had made a comment about how you could pull off the Karasuno boy's uniform and probably pass in it and how nice it would be to finally just be seen as you were without having to explain things. "You know you'd look good in anything right? You don't have to say you like the uniform just because I wanna go to school there. I would still love you just as much even if we went to different schools." He didn't look up from his brochure until after you'd been staring at him for quite a while. It was only after he caught your eye that he seemed to realize what he said. "You love me?" You echo, and he nods too embarrassed to speak and you grinned, "Oh thank god, because I've had a massive crush on you since middle school." He goes red and just laughs. Things don't change too much after that since you and Asahi where already pretty free with your affections.

It's your third year and Asahi has finally rejoined the team and you were back to sitting in the bleachers as you watched practice instead of avoiding the building all together. It was nice, even if the first years were a bit much. After they'd interrogated Asahi they had moved onto you. What position do you play? I don't. Then why are you here? To support my boyfriend, and the rest of the team. Why haven't we seen you around before? Because Asa just came back. It went on and on until the warm up whistle, and without a second thought Asahi kissed the top of your head and jogged off to meet the rest of the team. And you just stood there a little uselessly for a moment, overwhelmed with affection. Then its finals season and you can't remember the last time you slept. You had to study, you had to make sure Asahi studied because you were pretty sure Takeda wasn't kidding about barring anyone with failing marks from the away games and that would break Asahi all over again and you just got him back. And then there is a cup of green tea where your studying materials had just been. It snaps you back to yourself and you look up to see Asahi standing beside your desk with a smile. "Let's have some tea, stretch a little, and then come back to this." You agree, even though you know what is going to happen after you stretch is definitely not going to be studying, and sleep will follow soon after, and tomorrow you'll try again with similar results. Finals will go fine as they always do.

Then, they're standing on the top of the world and you couldn't be prouder. The bubble bursts of course when a reckless reporter refers to you as Asahi's girlfriend. It hasn't happened in years, but the offhand remark already has your skin feeling too tight. Everyone that needs to know does, and Asa had corrected the reporter with surprising sternness, but the damage had been done. But before you can retreat too far, there is Asahi. Bent to your level with a serious expression. "Don't mind her." He says, and you almost snap about how it's not that easy, "It's hard I know. But i am with you and I will remind you how ever many times it takes that you are the boy i have loved my whole life."

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hey hey!! I was wondering if I could request headcanons of Prince soma from black butler falling in love with reader (they/them pronouns pls :3) and how he would go about courting them pls and Thank u :D!

//Absolutely my dear!!! Pairing: Prince Soma/ (they/them) reader Warnings: mild conclusion jumping, mild intoxication.

One thing about Soma that you found endearing was that he never did, or asked Agni to do anything, in half measures. No, if he was going to do anything or ask anyone else to do something, it was going to be at a hundred percent effort or nothing at all. Which was exactly why his sudden absence was so jarring to you. After all, you were his "Favorite Person", and thus one of the people he did his best to spend all of his time with. Yet for going on almost a week you hadn't seen him, even in passing. You'd over heard conversations of course, Soma wasn't a quiet person, and hadn't been for as long as you'd known him. And what you heard didn't exactly help what you were feeling. "Ciel, you don't understand, there's just something about them!" You'd heard Soma nearly sobbing through the study door and decided you could wait to talk to both of them until that, whatever it was, had been taken care of. "Agni, I can't take it anymore." You'd paused mid step outside the library when you heard him start. if something was bothering him you wanted to know, partly because he was a dear friend, and partly because you are nosey by nature, "Every time i spend time with Y/N it's just like -" He breaks into a sound that is somewhere between a groan and a scream and it made you hurt a little. There was no way to construe that sound other than being one of distress.

You retreated into your thoughts gradually. Had you done something wrong? Was there a reason Soma wanted to end your friendship? Why hadn't he said something? You've been friends since childhood, there had to be a reason he didn't tell you about this. Agni would probably tell you if you asked, as long as Soma hadn't made him promise not to. Unless of course the end of your friendship with Soma also ended your relationship with Agni, in which case he would be pleasantly evasive and you would remain in the dark. Going to Ciel or Sebastian was out of the question. Ciel tolerated you only slightly more than Soma, and Sebastian wouldn't tell you just to hold it over you that he knew something you didn't. Or, at least that was the feeling he gave off. Which ultimately left laying low and hoping this would pass like all of Soma's other low moods. None of that of course explained the weird questions you got asked by Sebastian and Agni throughout the week. Preferred drink with a long meal? Rose wine or a dark tea depending on what's being served. Favorite dessert? Anything sweet as long as it comes with coffee. Favorite music for a gathering? Anything upbeat but quiet enough not to impede the conversation. Any specifications for new clothes? Light colored and easy to move in please.

And then more nothing, at least from Soma and Ciel. The Phantomhive Servants seemed to be rushing to get something together for something big happening within the next few days. Meanwhile Agni didn't seem keen to let you out of his sight, especially when you were around Soma. Acting almost like a chaperone whenever Soma would ask for your attention and would struggle through a short conversation with you before panicking and rushing off. It was awkward, but cute. It reminded you of when you were growing up and he would have a crush on someone, though you were relatively sure he was just trying to find a polite way to say he wants nothing to do with you. Which he could do without Agni, it's not like you would start a fight just because Soma has outgrown you. It was bound to happen eventually. Has to grow up and be a royal, and well, you've got your job as a court musician. Which begs the question of what the hell you are supposed to do when Soma inevitably fires you.

Come Sunday you're startled awake by the sound of someone in your room. You open your eyes slowly while reaching for the knife you keep under your pillow just in case; a gift from Soma ironically enough; and then relax at the sight of Agni. You should have been surprised as it had been two weeks since the last time he had done something like this, but instead you found yourself overwhelmed by the familiarity of it. He waits to start speaking until you've sat sup some, a silent way of letting him know that you're coherent. "I've laid out your clothes for the day, they are for a party this evening so try to keep them clean." He opened the curtains as he spoke and you followed the trail of light down the bed to the outfit laid at the foot of your bed. It was a suit made of light, nearly pastel blue fabric with the suit vest being a darker blue than the over coat and pants, but lighter than the shirt. The suit coat caught your attention the most. It was a slimmer fit, which was something you preferred, the waist was close cut and the tailcoat to it flared out in layers almost like a skirt. You adored it. "The party will begin shortly after tea time and will include dinner and dancing."

You nodded slowly, "Okay. But why am I invited? I am not a member of the house, and it sounds like you already have a band to play..." "Soma wants you there." Agni replied as though it was that simple, "Don't be late, please, after so much planning I think it would leave him upset." Weird, but you could do that, "I was under the impression he didn't want me around anymore, but I'll be there." Agni smiled slightly, the same pleasant but tense one that he used when mediating your and Soma's arguments growing up, "You'll probably have to ask him about that. Now on to today's breakfast and morning tea..."

With something to look forward to, that wasn't trying and failing to improve Ciel's skills with a violin, the day seemed to pass in a blur. Soon enough it was time for the party, which was really less of a party and more of gathering of nobles and some music. In total it was you, Soma, Lizzy, and Ciel. With Ciel and Lizzy dancing and you and Soma standing awkwardly a part from each other. He would try to start a conversation, only to stop and sigh, then take a drink from his glass of something that smelled much stronger than the rose wine from dinner. He'd shoot a desperate glance at Agni, who would only shake his head. You were so fucking confused. After he got two drinks into his system Soma finally asked you to dance. It was less a dance and more you guiding him around the room to the music while he tried to keep his feet under him. He seemed content and almost pliant, so the last thing you expected was conversation. "Are you happy?" His voice came out right above your ear, because even drunkenly slouched he was still taller than you. "Is this okay?" "You know I always enjoy dancing with you So." You were aiming for reassuring, but it fell flat even to you, "This is perfect." He hums, and you know more is coming, "But are you happy, with the way things are now?" "Soma, I'm not sure what you're asking me?" You're gentle as you come to a stop so he won't fall, "Are you asking me if I'm happy that you avoided me like a plague rat for a week? Because honestly between that and what you said I'm hurt and confused."

Under any other circumstances you would have found the owlish way he blinked at you comical, but right now you could have slapped the confused look right off his face. Violence could wait for now though, you wanted answers. "I...." He sighed out his frustration and tightened his grip on you just slightly, "I was trying to figure out a way to confront this.... the feeling I get when I am around you." You quirked an eyebrow tilting your head in a way that encouraged to him to continue, "So I tried asking Ciel, but well, you know how he is. Then I went to Sebastian, and well.... that didn't go as planned. So then I went to Agni and he said to talk to you, and I tried that and i... couldn't say what I wanted to. SO i thought I would throw a party, try and recreate the night we first met but no one really wanted to come on such sort notice." "So how do you feel then?" You succeed only barely in keeping the laugh out of your voice. "I haven't drank enough to answer that yet." He answered, "Can I show you instead?" "Sure. If that's easier for you." You figured there wasn't much he would risk doing negatively in such a public setting. You weren't expecting to be on the receiving end of a strongly whiskey flavored kiss. His nose bumped yours in his eagerness, but you didn't mind, pressing just a little closer. When Soma pulls away you smile softly. "I can live with that." You hum and he grins.

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Nicotine Kisses

Paring: Ukai Keishin/ Trans Male reader Warnings: Smoking, mentions of marijuana use Summary: You always watch the store while Keishin is coaching, you always greet him with a kiss and a fresh cigarette when he gets back. Tonight, the team joins him to pick out their promised after practice snacks.

Back when Keishin had taken the coaching gig it was meant to be temporary. He was going to coach the local volleyball club, the Crows, as he'd taken to calling them, for couple of weeks through the end of training camp. You had a feeling though, despite the promises of "it's only a couple weeks," Keishin gave that this would become a permanent thing. He was too much like his father to stay away from the court for long. Despite this, you still agreed to watch the store in the evenings while he was away. As the weeks rolled on it became a familiar routine. During the day you worked on your manuscript, and in the evenings you manned the store for the few hours that Karasuno ran practice. Around nine pm Keishin would come back, you'd share a kiss, a cigarette, or something stronger if the day called for it, and then close up the store together amicably chatting about your day. Or rather, listening to Keishin talk about the flock of Crows he had acquired. The team came into the store often enough, that you were familiar with them as a group. Though you wouldn't be able to assign the names you heard to the faces without a proper introduction, and you didn't see that happening any time soon.

"I may bring the kids by after practice today, they've been working hard this week and I want to show them i appreciate their effort." He sounds so serious but you can't help the small smile that curls at your lips. Despite his best efforts, he's gotten attached, and you find it cute. "Is this your way of asking me to set aside eleven pork buns and a curry bun before the soccer club destroys the hot foods stand again?" You're mostly asking to make sure you're writing it down correctly, not so much because you needed the clarification. "If you don't mind." He replies and kisses your temple before stepping out of the store. You rolled your eyes in the empty store but you were still smiling as you put the buns in a basket and tucked it up under the front counter. It was better to have them set aside now than risk forgetting. Especially since the soccer club and whatever students may have stayed late to study would likely be your only customers until Keishin called practice to a close.

Come nine o'clock you were running mostly on auto pilot. You smiled gently when you spotted Keishin walking through the door, taking a moment to note that it was odd of him to come through the front, but you still met him at the counter with a kiss and a lit cigarette. Only to be interrupted by a cat call and a cry of "Get it coach!" Keishin took it in stride, only chuckling against your lips before pulling away, taking the cigarette with him. "Tanaka, Nishnoya, extra laps tomorrow." He remarked without looking over his shoulder, and you noticed to of the boys flinch, "Y/N did you set aside what I asked for earlier?" "Of course." You pull the basket from beneath the counter, "All still freshly warm." The group of teens in the store lets out a collective cheer and descends on the basket. Snacks in hand, they thank Keishin, and some of them even you after a moment of thought, then make their way into the night. "I didn't expect you to kiss me in front of the kids" Keishin half laughs handing the cigarette of to you. "i, uh, might have forgotten you were bringing them by." You reply exhaling the smoke with your words, "I thought you were bringing Takeda in for a drink." "He wants to wait until after the tournament. Something about having something to celebrate." He says as he switches the door sign to closed, "So tonight it's just us."

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Headcanons for Yamaguchi Tadashi with a Trans Male Boyfriend

Pairing: Yamaguchi Tadashi / Trans Male Reader + casual friendship with Tsukishima Kei Warnings: dysphoria, casual/accidental transphobia, mentions of substance use

Your relationship with Tadashi begins when you move into the house next door to his in the 3rd grade. You had been far more concerned with making friends than unpacking and latched on to Tadashi since he was the only other kid your age on the block.

A majority of your friendship was beating back bullies and getting into more fights than a "girl your age" should have. And out of all of the fights and potential injuries what bothered you the most was being called a girl.

It feels natural that you tell Tadashi first and he is supportive, even if he didn't quite understand. It was his hand in yours that gave you the courage to tell your parents, he was being your courage for a change.

You both meet Kei in middle school and it was nice, to no longer be alone in helping Tadashi find his courage.

It's Kei actually, that gives you the courage to tell Tadashi how you felt about him, rather, threatening to tell him if you didn't.

Its Kei and Tadashi that correct people about you, and Tadashi surprisingly enough that has to be held back when it turns out to be intentional. You and Kei both know he wouldn't ever win a fist fight, but you at least were still endeared that he was willing to lose if it was your honor involved.

Joining them at Karasuno is the logical next step even though you had no plans to ever set foot on a Volleyball court after how poorly it went in middle school. But you would be there to cheer on your boyfriend and your best friend every step of the way.

You had better things to do than club activities. That and while Karasuno had art classes they didn't have a specific club for it, so your afternoons were free. The days you weren't watching Tadashi and Kei practice you were tagging along with the third years from your art class.

Tadashi confronts you about the smoke he smells on your clothes, and your denial leads to your first real fight. A swirling nasty thing that devolved into a shouting match that ends with Kei acting as a go between for you two for all of a day before giving up and forcing you to sort it out yourselves.

He doesn't back down and for a change you do, agreeing to quit hanging out with that group and wait til college to see if you're still as interested in experimenting with that kind of thing when you're old enough

For the next three years Karasuno goes to the top and stands on the world stage. And every time beside the banner that says "Fly" there was a banner just for Tadashi hand made by you and different each time.

College leads you back to old habits, and Tadashi doesn't fuss quite as much this time.

You graduate and go on to be an illustrator for a sports advertiser, and Tadashi goes into sports medicine and has a list of pros from school that had most others envious.

There were times where you looked back and couldn't help but grin. You never thought persistently ringing the doorbell of the house next to yours would ever lead to this.

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