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⋆✶.* info / rules
writer dog lover always basking in the sunlight enjoyer of clean dishes lover of books (the martian my beloved) cosmic crisp apple fan <3
basic dni mdni through dms i don’t follow minors if you don’t like my fics, don’t comment i don’t write smut or pregnancy fics
˚✶ * the back of a railcar osamu m. x fem!reader
you decide to quit your job and take a long train journey across japan. deciding to stay awake for the full 23 hours to truly reflect on all aspects of your life, you pack your bags and prepare for an adventure. however, upon stepping foot on the train, you see someone you never thought you'd see again. your high school sweetheart turned college ex. and as he learns of your idea, he urges his own participation in the task, making it the most invigorating and confusing 24 hours of your life.
status: in progress taglist: open warnings: each chapter will be one hour in the 24 hour period, possible smau moments, friends/exes to lovers, questionable choices on y/n's part, slow updates, vulgar language, jokes of sexual nature (nothing explicit)
chapters;
coming soon…
˚✶ * 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.
mkay so ive made the blog BUT. now idk what to do!!
like… what should i put for my pinned??
what am i gonna do with the blog!!
well that’s up to you, but you could make it a more personal blog. or a recommendations blog/idea blog (just discussing different ideas you have for fics)!!
or if you want your main to be for oneshots/hcs and then the side to be for longer fics?
you’re making me want to start a side blog…
ooh i would definitely recommend 🙂↕️
hey shawty bae ermmm
if you have a general taglist, can i please (!!!) be added? :3
i at first wasn’t going to, BUT since you asked i will definitely add you 🫶
˚✶ * busted lip w/ kageyama
m.list / wc: 815
your window rolls down, thick bouts of wind whistling past you. resting your elbow against the wood, you rest your chin in your hand, feeling every bump on the road against your jaw. the drive has been long and tumultuous, the tension growing thick within the car's bounds, only barely releasing as you open your window.
just as stubborn, kageyama looks towards the road, jaw clenched. you'd never been on a road trip together before, never even thought anything would be an issue. however, now his hand tightens around the steering wheel, knuckles growing white. his chest moves quickly as his breathing heightens.
he wants to say something, just to break the silence, even if it meant continuing the argument. because at least then you aren't staring out the window, not even glancing towards him. kageyama bites at his lip, any sense of anger or resentment trickles away as soon as he sees the frown on your lips. your shoulders drop from their usual height, your legs pulled as close to your body as they physically can in the seat.
kageyama's not one to pick up social cues, unless it's you. and as he stares at you, he knows he shouldn't say anything. giving you space is exactly what you need, except he can't bear the silence, he can't bear the tension, "do you want to stop soon-"
"you already told me you didn't want to stop, so let's just keep go-" you reply, tilting your head ever so slightly until he accidentally hits a pot hole.
your elbow raises and falls back against the car, chin quickly following. as your chin hits against your hand, your teeth bite down on your lip, drawing blood. "oh shit," you immediately yell, hand reaching up to wipe at your lip, "oh god that hurts."
kageyama swallows hard, absentmindedly putting on his four-way flashers, pulling off onto the side of the road. "y/n, i'm so sorry, i didn't see the pothole," he pushes the car into park, looking over as you open up the car door and stepping on the grassy open area.
you feel tears build in the corner of your eyes. pain sending throbbing sensations throughout your head, blood smeared along your hand. the grass just barely brushes against your ankles, wind whipping past your ears and running through your hair. "here, let me look at it," kageyama jogs around the car to reach you.
"tobio, it's alright, i got it covered," you shake your head, staring off into the tree line.
kageyama's eyebrows furrow, the corners of his lips turning downwards into a frown. "just let me look, i've gotten enough torn lips in volleyball," he reaches out to your arm, hand hovering under your elbow, yearning to be close to you.
"sorry, fine.. okay," you turn towards him, unable to keep your gaze on his for any longer than a few seconds.
his fingers gentle hold up your chin, eyes squinting as they inspect your wound. there’s not much there besides a split in your lip with blood trickling out of it, growing slower with time. he purses his lips, raising his thumb up to wipe away the blood. you can feel your heart rate rising as he does so, feeling the same giddy feelings you felt the first time he kissed you, even when you feel you should be angry.
kageyama looks towards your eyes, waiting patiently for yours to meet his. “i’m sorry, i didn’t meant to do this. and i never wanted to make you upset,” he can feel his stress melt away as soon as he sees your beautiful eyes staring back at him, acknowledging him.
“i know, i just wish we could be more spontaneous. this is our first road trip together, i want to stop at the random pit stops, grab gas station snacks that are so unhealthy. i know that spontaneity is not your strong suit, and i accept that, i was just hoping this once that you would at least try,” you reach your hand up, grabbing his to remove it from your chin.
your hand wraps around his so naturally, fingers intertwining until his thumb runs circles into the back of your hand. kageyama nods, taking in everything you’re saying. “okay, i can do that. and can you please just talk to me instead of turning away? i can’t understand you if you don’t let me try,” his eyebrows drop, turning upwards as his lips turn into an apologetic frown.
“yeah, i’m sorry about that, we wouldn’t even be stopped like this if i hadn’t done that,” you shrug your shoulders, still feeling your lip burning from the pain.
kageyama shakes his head, a smile finally forming on his lips. wrapping his free hand around your waist, he leans in to give you a soft kiss, careful to not bruise your lip any further.
thank you lynx!! 🗣️ oh i love tropes so much
kiyoko shimizu (my wife)
- friends to lovers - messy meet - college au
tags: @sahrberrii, @lale-txt, @causenessus, @dumdogs, @3p1logu3
tag game!!
reblog with one of your fictional (or real/celebrity!!) crushes and your top three favorite tropes/dynamics when reading fanfiction (x reader or chara x chara) about them! i’ll go first:
oikawa tōru
・ college au
・popular x popular
・exes to lovers
tags: @xoxochb @x3nafix @inkstainsonmysheets @haeerizm @shootingstargirl2001 @shyandsweetbunny2 @inmyheaddd @mrsarnold @catchmeonyourceiling @foxed-and-frazzled @aezuria @je-suis-indesicive @dollevve + anyone else who would like to participate!!
˚✶ * apple bottom jeans w/ atsumu
m.list / wc: 375
"oh- like the song?" someone asks from beside you, barely passing through the thick noise of your headphones and the shuffling of feet down your university campus' hallways.
furrowing your eyebrows, you turn around to see who was speaking. standing there is atsumu miya, hand grappling at his backpack's strap. the other presses a volleyball against his side. his eyes widen as you look back at him, lips forming into a straight line, "sorry, i was thinking out loud. but it's your shorts, right? 'apple bottom jeans'."
you had never spoken to atsumu miya before. never having been in the same groups or classes before. his reputation solely connected with his volleyball career and 'attempt' at being a physical therapy student (mentions of multiple relationships seem to come up too). biting your lip, it takes you a moment to remember what shorts you were wearing. the small apple patch on the back pocket nearly erased from your memory.
"oh, no it has nothing to do with the song," pursing your lips, you look back to your phone, waiting impatiently for your friend to text you back.
he says something, you can tell it's him despite the loud music playing through your headphones, the way his inflection just seems to worm its way into your ears. looking back at him, you raise an eyebrow. "what'd you say?" you pull one of your earbuds out, eyes wide.
"just that it looks really cool... matches your shoes and everything," atsumu shrugs his shoulders, hands stuffed into his pockets. he has a sullen look on his face, like he's not saying everything he wants to say, or he just can't get it to sound exactly like he wanted.
nodding your head, you give him a short smile. "thanks, your volleyball has a neat design, you just carry it around everywhere you go?" you question, not quite meaning to continue any lengthy conversation with him, especially knowing his reputation.
the corners of his lips turn upwards, hands fiddling with the unique patterned ball. "no, but if it inspires you to have a conversation with me, then maybe i should," as soon as the sentence passes through your ears, you realize why he has such a reputation. he's just too much of a charmer.
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 WYR !!! i love the theme its so cutesy and perfect for spring :3
HI YUN!! thank u thank u :D i love a little spring theme
orange orange orange! 🍊 also wanted to share that one of my fave perfumes is called satsuma, which is kinda related to mandarin oranges!!
orange!! 🗣️ i love that so much so thank you for sharing stellar. it’s so funny i work with perfumes sometimes and immediately checked fragrantica for it lol (we use it occasionally to check top/base notes)
⋆✶.* otto or wyr / twenty-one / she they
🍊 info / rules 🌿 fics
ꕀ favorites - busted lip / kageyama t. - hidden treasure / kuroo t. - crinkled eyes / hinata s. - soft spoken love / iwaizumi h.
⋆✶.* 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…
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