Hi Hi Hi Wyr

posting fics you’re not entirely proud of but you’re not necessarily proud of anything you’re writing right now

⋆✶.* fic masterlist

ꕀ multichapter - the back of a railcar / osamu m. - mating call / kuroo t.

ꕀ oneshots - apple bottom jeans / atsumu m. - busted lip / kageyama t. ✦ - hidden treasure / kuroo t. ✦ - too sweet / atsumu m. - the old ball and chain / iwaizumi h. ✦ - morning massage / osamu m. - blueberry skies / kita s. - crinkled eyes / hinata s. ✦ - bathroom tiles / suna r. - first date / atsumu m. - soft spoken love / iwaizumi h. ✦ - grandma’s kitchen / oikawa t. - wake up call / kuroo t. ✦

ꕀ headcanons - coming soon…

✦ / favorites ᘞ / completed

ooh thanks for tagging me yun <33

rules: colour the sentence that's true about you

i’m over 5’5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

rules: reblog this with three songs

the song you're listening to right now — silver lining by laufey

your current favourite song — amsterdam by gregory alan isakov

a song of your choice — shrike by hozier

no pressure tags: @nnnyxie @solzscribblez @dumdogs @bakery-anon

@admiringlove tagged me in two tag games & because i love her i’m making a separate post with those tag games ♡

rules: colour the sentence that’s true about you

i’m over 5’5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child

rules: reblog this with three songs

the song you’re listening to right now (or last listened to) — wrath of man by hoyo-mix

your current favourite song — iris by the googoo dolls

a song of your choice — angel of small death & the codeine scene by hozier

tagging: (no pressure!) @hanverse, @jeonwiixard, @m1ckeyb3rry, @hearts4hee, @tangyneon & anyone who’s interested!

˚✶ * hidden treasure w/ kuroo

m.list / wc: 522

    "you don't always have to have a reason for coming over," you lean against your apartment's door, hand gripping the door handle, legs crossed. 

  kuroo's standing in your doorway, a takeout bag rolled up and resting comfortably in his hand. he has a thin jacket on, one he got at work, his name and old number embroidered into the fabric. the warm spring wind never stopped him from looking his best, especially when he knew he was coming over to see you. "then don't consider this a reason, more so a treat," he leans forward, kissing the corner of your lip before walking into your kitchen.

  "that's still a reason.." you counter, looking back at him as you absentmindedly lock the door. 

  "can't a guy just treat his partner like they're the greatest thing in the world without being criticized," he rolls his eyes, reaching out his hand to wrap around your waist, pulling you close to him. 

  shrugging your shoulders, you try to seem nonchalant despite how in love he still makes you feel. your heart still beats quickly when he brings you closer, your face growing warm every time he compliments you. it's like you're falling in love for the first time every time you see him. yet he always seems to see past your facade, “because you are the greatest thing in my life.”

  “you’re really cheesy, you know that?” you raise your hand to wrap it around the back of his neck, playing with his shorter hairs.

  “you’re going to think i’m even cheesier after i show you this,” kuroo kisses the top of your forehead before pulling back to unravel the takeout bag, grabbing out whatever food he had procured for dinner, “you know how you’ve been collecting things from each of our dates? keeping them on the fridge or wherever..”

  he pops open the lid to a sauce, looking over at your periodically as your eyebrows begin to furrow. “yes?” you question, forearms pressing against the island counter while you lean forward. 

  smiling widely, he reaches for his pack pocket, grabbing something and hiding it in the palm of his hand. staring into your eyes, kuroo holds out his closed hand, biting at his lip. “we’ve talked about how you don’t have anything from our first date. and i know how much that annoyed you, so i went digging and found this,” he opens his hand to reveal a receipt.

  on it are the pastries he had bought you, offering to after you accidentally left your wallet at home. it also having been the first time you met. “oh ‘suro,” you grab it from his palm, ignoring the fading ink and wrinkles throughout the paper. 

  “i can’t believe you found this!” it’s hard for you to hide your excitement as you hang it up on your fridge, a small orange magnetic holding it up. god, i love you so much, you whisper beneath your breath, looking back at kuroo as he grabs a couple plates. 

  “i love you too,” he replies, happily giving you a kiss as you lean over the island counter, tasting the small bites he’s already stolen from the meal. 

˚✶ * mating call kuroo t. x fem!reader

you tend to keep to yourself, one of your only friends being your roommate, kiyoko. she got you your first bird feeder, inspiring you to spend more time on your balcony, watch the birds that come and go. unbeknownst to you, the man whose apartment sits across from yours seems to enjoy the view too.

status: in progress  taglist: open  warnings: slightly inspired by ‘from eden’ by hozier, amateur research of birds, strangers to lovers, “there’s only one hammock”, kind of neighbors au, kuroo and y/n are both a little clueless to love, mating/sex jokes

chapters;

coming soon…

i don’t know a thing about pokemon but i love these little guys

tags: @lale-txt @inloveinsickness @bakery-anon @bokutoko

starting a tag game because i'm obsessed with this pokemon team planner thing and i need to know all of your dream teams (if no one does this i will actually sob)

here's mine:

(it's okay if you don't know pokemon, there are options to filter out by type/colour/generation and you can just pick out whatever speaks to you)

tags: @stellar-headquarters, @3p1logu3, @kameyyy, @sahrberrii, @mayyhaps, @inloveinsickness, @bakery-anon, @earier, @nectardaddy + anyone who's reading this!

hello hi friend i found u thru lale's lovely haikyuu server but damn that hinata fic u posted recently had me feelin 7 kinds'o ways till sunday and i just /clenches fist/ bless u for creating hinata content <3 there's never enough in the world

ahh hi hello :D i’m so happy you enjoyed it!! he’s so fun to write occasionally and i will definitely try to write him some more 🙂‍↕️ and can’t wait to read some of your stuff!!

pspspsps bae

would you wanna be added to the taglist of my fic i’m writing? :3 i’m thinking about posting a few chapters

oooh yes i would love to be added!! :D

˚✶ * soft spoken love w/ iwaizumi or iwaizumi helping you change while you wear a sling

m.list / wc: 640

    iwaizumi's fingers brush your stomach and side, his touch leaving a desirable feeling inside your chest. your stomach bubbles within, butterflies almost breaking to the surface. he pulls at the hem of your sweatshirt, crumpling it within his fists. "you're squirming," he hums, looking up into your eyes.

  "i'm ticklish, you know that," you bite the inside of your cheek, feeling vulnerable under his guise. 

  his head shakes back and forth in short, quick turns. a smile covers his lips, wrinkles forming around his eyes. pulling the sweatshirt up to beneath your bra, he lets it rest there, twisted and rolled. reaching one hand over your shoulder, he grabs at your collar. carefully pulling your hand through the hole, iwaizumi lets it rests on your collarbones.

  he's close to you, body less than a foot from yours. his fingers pressing against your good arm's shoulder, he attempts to pull your arm through the sleeve. "sorry, i hope it's not hurting on your other arm," iwaizumi's voice is low, gentle.

  goosebumps scatter up and down your skin, his touch being the only thing you can focus on. swallowing hard, you glance over at him as he gets your good arm through the sleeve. "no, it's feeling alright.. probably still working with the pain medication though," you look back in front of you, watching as he walks around to the other side of you.

  "well, there might be some dull pain from taking this sweatshirt off, so just make sure to stay still," he looks into your eyes, bracing you for the pain that you may endure from his work. 

  all you can do is nod as you close your eyes. it didn't take your mind off of his fingers wrapping around your skin. of the scent that he carries through the air, a mix of sweat and a sweet cologne. you can't even stop thinking of his gentle voice, whispering affirmations as he peels the sweatshirt off of your skin. 

  pain begins to ruminate within your upper arm, nose scrunching as you suck in air through your teeth. "just a minute more, i promise, love," iwaizumi maneuvers it around your arm, bunching it up by the wrist and widening the cuff to slide it off of your hand.

  "you hoping the nickname will take my mind off of it?" you joke, eyes still closed, mostly afraid of seeing him see the obnoxious smile on your face.

  "what?"

  "the nickname," your eyes open, looking over to him, suddenly feeling the cool air against your skin.

  clenching your jaw, you immediately feel uncomfortable about his gaze. he wasn't looking you over, but merely seeing you like this made your skin crawl. "oh 'love', sorry, i didn't mean it- it just kind of slipped out i guess," iwaizumi grabs one of his old shirts, knowing it would be large enough to get over your arm easily, "you're just comfortable to be around."

  he keeps his eyes from yours, cheeks growing red beneath his tanned skin. sitting in the silence, his hand brushes against your skin as he pulls the shirt through your arm. it tingles, skin standing on end from his touch. "it's a good thing i don't mind it then," you finally find the courage to say, biting the inside of your cheek.

  iwaizumi stops pulling the shirt through your other arm, pausing to fully take in your words. "i guess it is.." he responds, lifting the collar up over your head, grabbing at the shoulders and bringing it down to your neck. lifting his hands, he runs his hands through your hair just enough to save it from looking flat.

  standing in front of you, you lock eyes, both unable to look away. "i was thinking of ordering something in tonight, you alright with that.. love?"

  "i think ordering in would be lovely."

gen taglist: @nnnyxie @sippn-the-tae @silkloom @megapteraurelia @dazqa @lale-txt @solzscribblez @bluemailhiot @hyunteru @kameyyy @oleander-cup

i have a new phone, your girl is evolving