NOT MIYA FUELING THE WHOLE THING

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 : Childe x fem!reader [ SMAU ]

𝐒𝐘𝐏𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐒 : [Name] doesn’t trust her dating choices… she’s gotten involved with several losers in a row, and she swore that she's taking a break from love. Oh shoot! Tartaglia jumps into the frame and publicly proclaims that he has a huge crush on the theater arts major! Can Childe change her mind or will [Name] forever be stuck in her "men are all idiots." phase?

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 : college ! au , strangers 2 lovers , fluff , crack , tiny bit of angst

𝐂𝐖 : swearing , mentioned age gap (gojo x [name] 😭) , terrible humor , toxic household

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 : on going , TAGLIST #1 , #2 / OPEN SEND AN ASK!

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 : ignore all time stamps cause i make the chapters at like,, midnight onwards. i actually have an outline and a playlist for this so... it'll make me more motivated to finish it. kae finishing a smau what?!??!

chapters utc!

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 - we have no life | teletubbies

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 :

O1 : twt thread

O2 : money is everything

O3 : 10 to 0.1 real quick

O4 : real talked

O5 : ur next

O6 : mall encounters

O7 : business major ( w )

O8 : the roach to my cock

O9 : 14 days

O10 : unexpected guest

O11 : tba

O12 : tba

O13 : tba

O14 : tba

O15 : tba

Husband!Aventurine x Reader

Synopsis : you sleep on the couch after an argument

Warning : soft aventurine

Arguments between you two were rare but not non-existant. A particularly harsh day at work for you and him resulted in you two snapping at each other over little things. Usually when one had a bad day the other would calm them down but today just wasn't the case.

You wiped your hands after washing the dishes. Only yours since Aventurine refused to eat. He wasn't hungry. Genuinely. But the situation and frustration inside you made you think otherwise.

'He just wanted to avoid me and didn't want to eat with me.' You thought, exiting the kitchen, your eyes falling on the empty couch. 'If he desires to be alone so much I guess I'll just fulfill his wish.'

You went into the bedroom, taking your pillow and blanket as you made your way back to the couch, crossing Aventurine's figure as bathroom's door opened, steam escaping as he looked at your form disappearing into the hallway.

'Where are they going with that?' He wondered, watching your figure making the set up for the night as you laid down.

'Do they not even want to sleep in the same bed as me anymore....?' He wondered, feeling disheartened.

He eventually went to bed, thinking it's best to give you some space if that's what you wanted. It was somewhere between two or three at night when your eyes opened to the noise of footsteps and rustling, coming face to face with a Aventurine carrying a pillow in his arms.

"Aven? What are you doing here? " You asked, sitting up groggily as he crouched down, sitting on his knees as he dropped the pillow, hugging your waist.

"Please come back to bed Treasure. I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier. I can't fall asleep without you. I need you with me. " He mumbled as he pushed his face further into your tummy.

Your eyes softened, "I'm not mad anymore Aven " Your voice was gentle as your fingers threaded through his sandy hair. He looked up, his eyes almost sparkling, "Really?"

You chuckled

"Yes really"

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prince!rin is often overshadowed by his older brother. it's near impossible for him to have his moment when his brother always does it better. to everyone, he's "itoshi sae's younger brother". he's even had people trying to marry him just to get closer to sae.

his heart is ice at this point. steadily melting, but impossible to just crack through. it's a slow, slow process, his initial thought anyway, and he was convinced it would take ages for him to find the one.

prince!rin who's nothing but rude when you try and talk to him. it wasn't your own choice in the first place, purely for building relationships between different nations, but how were you going to explain that he was the one making things impossible?

prince!rin who genuinely couldn't believe he fell for the "love at first sight" trope. it's stupid – he was stupid, and he flunked his first impression. how has talking to you for a brief fifty seven seconds (he was counting) equate to his heart shattering into a million pieces with nothing but a gaze?

prince!rin who seems nicer than he lets on. this may sound corny, but he's protected you more times than you'd think.

weird people of importance that are way out of your age range eying you funny? he's only sharpened the sword in his scabbard last night, and he's not afraid to use it. he watches your drink from across the entire hall when you're gone just to make sure nobody tampers with it. believe him, it's more common than you think. when he knows you're visiting the kingdom soon, he makes sure every inch of the town is far from dirt and mud, in fear of ruining your outfit for the special night.

prince!rin panics and keeps the entire relationship undercover. this entire thing was spontaneous. god, it wasn't even him who asked, it was you. he didn't even know you liked him!

nobody knows, not even his brother. actually, he told the diary that he stress-writes into, but now it's locked up, in a locked up box, in another locked up box, and then in a locked up drawer. just the word "marriage" makes him flinch. how suspicious, but somehow, nobody was able to make the link between the two of you.

prince!rin tries to seem cool in front of you, but fails miserably. he has a short temper despite his outward appearance, and even tiny misfortunes cause the dormant anger inside of him to start bubbling up. luckily, you're always there to calm him down, so no more training dummies or random civilians have to suffer from his wrath.

prince!rin who would risk his life for you, but still struggles to bend or completely break the rules. he follows his curfew diligently, straight up refuses to sneak around, and is always on his best behaviour when around his family. the chances of you meeting during the night are near zero, and the only time you see each other is when you coincidentally cross paths or during royal events.

prince!rin always blames himself when the two of you get into an argument. you'd think he's ignoring you with how busy he magically becomes, but his brain is so full of thoughts and conflict. instead of talking things out, he releases stress by overtraining, spending all day working on his swordsmanship. yep, his communication skills suck.

prince!rin tweaks the fuck out when sae magically manages to find out. he could be halfway across the nation and he would still feel the disapproving glare he fears so much. he's pretty much begging on his knees for sae not to tell anyone, not for his own reputation, but he doesn't want to get you in trouble. and then everything comes out, confessing everything on the spot; how it happened, how he feels, how he wants to say sorry to you. sae gives him a weird look, claiming that he'll "help him out", but he doesn't get any advice in the following days.

and he feels utterly betrayed days later when his own brother set the two of you up. as evil as it was, he told you that rin was injured, and he told rin that you were going to break up with him. evil, so evil, but it worked. rin was not ready to receive a big hug, mumbles of missing him and telling him to never get hurt again beinf whispered in his ear. just what is going on?

whatever. at the end of the day, you were in his arms again, ans that's all that matters.

@lizbix CMERE I WROTE!!! oops its a bit late actually r u awake

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Itoshi Rin you are very dear to me

Just an act — Kuroo Tetsurou

Kuroo has a stupid fight with Yaku about pulling girls and, to get on his nerves, Kuroo tells him he has a girlfriend. So what do you do when Kuroo comes up to you and asks you to be his fake girlfriend?

status: ongoing

pairing: kuroo x reader

cw: mdni, fake dating, fem!reader, there will probably be typos.. my bad, characters might be a bit ooc, a little suggestive at times, overall pretty soft and fluffy, happy ending

taglist: let me know with a comment if u want to be added!

...

1 – introductions: underpaid bffs ; hell’s roommates

2 – non existent dick

3 – boyfriend privilege

4 – e-dating

5 – cards don't lie

6 – don't choke

7 – ...

When I go read a fanfic, but then see it was last updated over two years ago

petty!rin is so baby girl i love writing him as much as i love clingy!rin | warnings: profanity and lil ooc | mentions of food

itoshi rin, likes to believe that he is one rational man. 

he truly is. he is a man grounded with rationality, the real definition of calm and quiet. he prides himself on his ability to be stoic and composed at all costs.

he is one to be blunt, approach what’s wrong head on with his words that bleeds. never to cower, never one to hesitate. 

truly indeed, itoshi rin is a rational man.

so, why the fuck is he in the kitchen, tightening all jars that he could see?

apparently, when rin is faced with the seemingly impossible mission of getting you to talk to him after a small (he thinks so) disagreement, all rationality goes out the window.

suddenly, he finds himself overcome with a desperate need to hear your voice, to mend whatever rift has come between you. and so, he does the only thing he can think of at this point: he heads to the kitchen.

there, he methodically tightens every jar he can find, each twist of the lid a small act of rebellion against his own calm demeanor. he puts your favorite snacks up high on the shelf, just out of reach, hoping that you'll come to him for help.

on a normal day, rin would never do this. this is nothing but a foolish, incredibly ridiculous, absurd plan. he would never do something like this, but he exhausted every rational option he had at his disposal. he already asked you if you wanted takeout (you just looked at him, you never say no to takeout), asked if you knew where his cleats were because he couldn't find them (of course he knows where they are), and his last resort was to play your favorite show in the living room in the hopes that you'd join him on the couch.

nothing worked. zero successful attempts. nada.

you are officially ignoring him for 5 hours and 36 minutes (not that he’s counting, the wall clock in the living room is just obnoxiously big for its purpose and it keeps reminding him of the time, yup, that must be it). 

and rin thinks if this goes on for much longer, you might suggest sleeping in the guest room out of stubborness. no, rin thought of the idea. 

there’s no way in hell would rin sleep away from you. that’s just vile torture in his book. a cold ass bed without you? sleep without you in his arms? (he might genuinely prefer to be locked in a room with shidou than have that). that is atrocious, he needs to prevent that from happening, or else he would really lose it.

seemingly content with his scheme, rin places himself on one of the bar stools at the kitchen countertop to wait, boring holes into the bedroom door you've isolated yourself in. if this doesn't work, pinning you down until you utter a word to him may be the next best (worst) option.

after what felt like an eternity (it was ten minutes, max) to rin, you finally emerged from your shared bedroom with a purpose, and that is to fill your grumbling stomach. making your way in the kitchen, you ignored how rin is intently watching every step you make. 

you open one of the cupboards to get your leftover bag of chips from yesterday, only to be met by an empty shelf. looking up, you see the said chips placed two shelves higher than usual. 

when did that even get there?

hastily, you reached out for a stool to reach it. rin can’t help but let out a silent huff at the sight of you standing on a stool. that stool must be fucking with him, because why is it conveniently there? 

rin shifts expectantly on his seat when he sees you looking for the jar of dip you always combine with your chips. and the heavens must be siding with him as he sees you annoyed and struggling to open the said dip.

“let me.”

you were about to deny his offer when you felt his chest already pressing on your back as he reached out for the culprit of your annoyance.

“thanks.” you timidly uttered, but rin didn’t move an inch from where he was pressing on you.

instead, rin tentatively wrapped an arm around your waist and pressed a kiss to your temple. you felt the side of his jaw on your temple, his other hand rubbing smooth circles on your shoulders, tapping on it three times.

you shut your eyes tightly at the feel of his touch, "rin," you started, but you didn't know how to continue. 

“i know. i was in the wrong,” he trailed off, tapping three times once again on your exposed collarbone as if the gesture was a language you two only understand, “i’m sorry, y/n,” he said, voice laced with remorse.

you looked over your shoulder to meet rin's gaze. his eyes were soft, and his expression held a hint of guilt that you rarely saw. he seemed to be waiting for your response, and you took a deep breath before answering.

“i only want what's best for you, rin. seeing you exhaust yourself like that hurts me,” you explained, turning to face him and resting your hands on his chest. “and i'm sorry for being immature and ignoring you. it wasn't the right way to handle things.”

immature? only if you knew.

he tightened his grip on you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. “i hate it when we fight," he mumbled, his voice muffled. “it hurts when you don’t look at me.”

taken aback by rin's confession, you struggled to find the right words to alleviate what you’ve done. instead, you tapped three times in his chest, right where his heart beats.

in which you earned a - “not more than i do,” reply from rin, suggesting he understood.

“as you should, rinnie.” you replied with a playful teasing smile.

ah, there it was - the smile rin loved so much. the smile that always promises him that it will be fine - you two will be fine.

if it meant earning that smile over and over again, rin wouldn’t mind throwing out every ounce of rationality from his body. 

he’ll never tell you about it though, you’d tease him to death. besides, if you knew, how could he use the same scheme again?

note. i love this trope in books so much that it's everything i think of lately (˘･_･˘)

THIS IS OUR PLACE WE MAKE THE RULEEESSSS

breakup songs

tags: fluff! (I promise), established relationship, taylor swift songs

"cause i was there when you said forever and always...you didn't mean it baby," you sang passionately with the car's radio. "i don't think-"

the music stopped suddenly. "i don't like this song," sae itoshi grumbled. "pick something else."

you frowned, turning in your seat to face your long term boyfriend. like a good driver, he kept his eyes on the road, expression passive.

"but i like it," you huffed. "and you said i get aux privileges for the next week."

bright teal eyes flicked over you for a moment. "no."

your jaw dropped. "sae! at least tell me why."

"just pick a new song, y/n." his fingers tapped a steady rhythm on the steering wheel. "or i'll do it for you."

pouting, you opened your spotify. "stupid football players and their stupid egos. so used to getting everything they want," you mumbled.

sae ignored your complaints.

"you better like this one."

for the nth time that day, taylor swift's oh so familiar voices leaked through from the high quality speakers all around the car:

"once upon a time, a few mistakes ago-"

sae's hand jumped up to hit the power button. "we're going in silence."

you sputtered nonsensically. "it's another hour until our destination! what's wrong with my music?"

he opened his mouth and closed it. as you fired at him, sae itoshi shrugged silently.

you leaned back into the leather seats, crossing your arms. you couldn't understand why sae was being so shifty. it's not like he had ever minded your music choices before.

in fact, the pro football player had always let you belt out any song you wished, even joining in with enough pleading. it was only in the past week or so that he'd been more annoyed.

frowning, you chewed on your lip nervously. this wasn't a good sign, was it? maybe sae had finally gotten sick of you- found someone better.

you saw him glance at you again. avoiding any eye contact, you turned your gaze toward your hands.

god, when was the last time you had gotten your nails done? your previous polish - a reddish color that matched sae's hair - was chipping from all sides already. you almost frantically picked at the peeling paint.

"y/n," sae's voice was steady. "leave your nails alone."

you jumped, head snapping towards him. "huh?"

he raised one eyebrow, pointedly staring at your hands.

you reddened. "it's not a big deal- keep your eyes on the road. pretend i'm not here or something."

with a narrowing of his eyes, sae turned back to the road.

it was another three miles before you heard him sigh.

"they're breakup songs," sae muttered quietly.

"what?"

the light in front of them flashed red. with another sigh, sae turned his upper body toward you.

"your music. they're always breakup songs now. that's why i don't like them."

you gaped at him, feeling way too much like a goldfish. "what?"

he stared at you. anyone would have assumed he was as indifferent as ever, but you could see that hint of red climbing up his neck.

sae itoshi was embarrassed.

"you're kidding!" you blurted, grinning like a maniac.

he immediately turned his attention back towards the road, but even he couldn't hide the twitch of his lips.

"you're sad because i sing breakup songs?" you managed out past your laughs. "sae, that's so cute!"

"and now i take it all back," he mumbled.

you leaned towards him suddenly, landing a kiss right onto his cheek. sae cursed, car swerving slightly.

"y/n, what-"

"i love you," you said breathlessly, effectively shutting him up. "and i would never break up with you, no matter what taylor swift says."

he snorted. when he replied, his voice was soft all the same. "i love you too."

"...can i have my music back now?"

sae groaned, but there were no complaints as you eagerly tapped through your phone once again.

"we can leave the christmas lights up till january..."

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Modern au!Masterlist

Playlist FAQ Meet the cast:

Majors Who are they? Instas (jjk men) Readers' socials style JJk men's socials style

Gojo ❥ San Miguel: bottoms up (pt 1) ❥ Staropramen: drink up ❥ Stella Artois: stella? i barley know ya (pt 2) ❥ Birra Moretti: on the rocks (pt 3) ❥ Carling lager: shaken, not stirred (pt 4) ❥ Estrella Damm: don't drink and run ❥ Peroni Nastro Azzurro: brewing fun (pt 5) ❥ Corona Extra: sobering up (pt 6) ❥ Madri Lager: drunk words ❥ Budweiser: drink up (pt 7) ❥ Cosmopolitan: sober thoughts Geto ❥ 1923 BMW R32: put your keys in my ignition (pt 1) ❥ 1937 Brough Superior SS100: take me for a ride (pt 2) ❥ 1957 Harvey-Davidson Sportster: bumpy ride (pt 3) ❥ Ducati 350 Desmo: rev my engine ❥ Yamaha XT500: slowing down (pt 4) ❥ Norton Commando: speeding up (pt 5) ❥ Kawasaki W800: flashing lights ❥ Aprilia Tuono: halting to a stop (pt 6) Choso ❥ Fauvism: strong colours and fierce brushwork (pt 0) ❥ Rococo: aristocratic leisure (pt 1) ❥ Suprematism: pure artistic feeling (pt 2) ❥ Surrealism: exploration of dreams (pt 3) ❥ Classicism: practice strokes ❥ Arte Povera: humility and irony (pt 4) ❥ Precisionism: sharp cuts (pt 5) ❥ Renaissance: worship Toji ❥ Brooklyn Nets: things we really shouldn't do (pt 1) ❥ Charlotte Hornets: plans in motion (pt 2) ❥ Cleveland Cavaliers: full college experience (pt 3) ❥ Dallas Mavericks: nothing but net (pt 4) ❥ Detroit Pistons: reaching for the ball ❥ New York Knicks: jumping through hoops (pt 5) ❥ Miami Heat: setting boundaries (pt 6) ❥ Philadelphia 76ers: shoot and a miss (pt 7) ❥ Indiana Pacers: faking left Nanami Slightly different structure than the others, read the Guide, but general idea is the parts prior to Pt 1 are both before and afters (pls ask for clarification if confused)

❥ Universal Gravitation: attracted to his mass (pt 0) ❥ Conservation of energy: changing forms for you (pt 0) ❥ Conservation of angular momentum: his torque ❥ Newton's first law: without you (pt 0.5) ❥ Newton's third law: steps back and forward (pt 0.5) ❥ Coulomb's first law: unlike charges attract each other (pt 1) ❥ Speed of Light: propogate your light through my vacuum (pt 2) ❥ Kirchoff's Law: calculating resistance (pt 3) ❥ Ohm's Law: potential difference (pt 4) ❥ Newton's second law: rate of change (pt 5)

Sukuna ❥ Judas: a king with no crown (pt 1) ❥ Brutus: et tu? (pt 2) ❥ Ephialtes: reveal the path to home (pt 3) ❥ Winston Smith: her, not me (pt 4) ❥ Quisling: crumbling defences ❥ Mir Jafar: puppeteer (pt 5) ❥ Hanssen: disasters all around ❥ Jingwei: abandon us (pt 6) ❥ Caesar: all roads (pt 7) ❥ Ames: espionage ❥ Petain: losing it all pt 1 ❥ Petain: losing it all pt 2 ❥ Satan: the end and the beginning