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THE PALE RIDER (15)
❝ i'll kill them.
be they men or women or children or the elderly, aristocrats and commoners alike.
everyone, every single one.
without exception, i'll kill them all! ❞
>> #incoming !! is queued posts
>> #laughingfcx important is pinned, rules, navi etc etc
>> # to remember. is favourites !! <3
>> #para raid is on is yapping, block if needed
>> #legion attack !! is vent (?) block if needed
RULES!
—disobey and we'll... CHOP YOUR HEAD OFF
byf!
i'm a minor! (15 to be exact.)
i post spoilers/am a manga reader!
if you're following to get a moot. i don't do that anymore + it's lazy as hell imo.
this doesn't count for desis! esp. bd, hmu people! :)
occasionally post heavy or suggestive topics. everything will be tagged accordingly but just putting this out there.
i overuse petnames pookie/bb/bro so if ur not into that lmk
i overuse caps + swear every other sentence + generally don't use tone tags (lmk if you need em!!)
sometimes i get tired and act dry etc etc. i promise i don't have something against you.
i make suggestive + dark jokes. (kms jokes)
this is a multifandom blog !!! interests may change.
dni!
if you're under 13, over 20. either ur underage for this app in general LIKE WHAT or i don't know, it's weird as hell i just don't like it. respect authors' boundaries!
old moots don't count here! + follow is okay i guess,, just don't interact bro it's that easy.
if you run nsfw + mdni blogs — i'm a minor, and i'm a minor. if you don't want me interacting with you, why are you interacting with me?
if you're one of those "(fandom) twt links!!" people. it's just ew okay
you're part of basic dni criteria, a zionist, islamophobic, et al. just don't.
you vent in asks. not my thing please
you might be blocked for one of the following reasons!
you ignored the dnis!!
you post nsfw and keep showing up on my page. i don't want to interact with your content by accident
i want you off my dash. i'm just tired of seeing something over and over again and it's nothing personal
you have something against my moots; my moots' opps are also my opps
you send hate in asks! should be self explanatory i think.
for requests!
i don't do smut or dark content obviously!
check my pinned for request status — orders closed means requests are closed
characters i don't write for include—
female characters in general.
toji, sukuna, curses, teachers (gojo excluded.) — jujutsu kaisen
coaches, ego, barou — blue lock
villains, pro heroes (dabi, twice, hawks ok.) — my hero academia
coaches, side characters, date tech & nohebi — haikyuu!!
zhongli, baizhu, kaeya, ayato — genshin impact
welt — honkai star rail
demons, ubuyashiki — demon slayer
i have the right to decline any requests i don't want to do for whatever reason!
nothing too complicated please
i don't do songfics or anything related to that — i'm really bad at connecting fics to songs etc etc
don't send any requests you've sent to other authors.
rules. || the map. || about the pilot.
the map!
JUJUTSU KAISEN
GET A (CHAT) ROOM — M. FUSHIGURO X F!READER. SMAU, UPCOMING.
HAIKYUU!!
(PLEASE/DON'T) CALL ME BABY — T. KUROO X F!READER. SERIES, PART 01.
ELECTRIC SOUL — Y. NISHINOYA X F! READER. ONESHOT. UPCOMING.
BLUE LOCK
untitled chatfic — S. NAGI X GN READER TEXTS. COMPLETED.
HSR + GENSHIN IMPACT
celebrity au, exes to lovers — KINICH X F READER ONESHOT (?)
MHA
WIND BREAKER
squadron rules. || the map. || about the pilot.
❝ you can't stop me . ❞
she/her, infp, pisces and 5teen
@turtlgrrl sideblog
yes !! animanga, marvel, cats
no !! violence, loud noises, geckos
i <3 theo (86), nishinoya (hq), inumaki (jjk), kaminari (mha), bachira (bllk), lu guang (link click), xiao (genshin), boothill (hsr), lingyang (wuwa), suna (hq), albedo (genshin), megumi (jjk), sero (mha), sae (bllk), kinich (genshin), kiriya (86) !!!
now playing — rollerskates, end of the world
current concern — grades
psst don't look at @seisrkvs
squadron rules. || the map. || about the pilot
THE PALE RIDER (15)
❝ i'll kill them.
be they men or women or children or the elderly, aristocrats and commoners alike.
everyone, every single one.
without exception, i'll kill them all! ❞
>> #incoming !! is queued posts
>> #laughingfcx important is pinned, rules, navi etc etc
>> # to remember. is favourites !! <3
>> #para raid is on is yapping, block if needed
>> #legion attack !! is vent (?) block if needed
RULES!
—disobey and we'll... CHOP YOUR HEAD OFF
byf!
i'm a minor! (15 to be exact.)
i post spoilers/am a manga reader!
if you're following to get a moot. i don't do that anymore + it's lazy as hell imo.
this doesn't count for desis! esp. bd, hmu people! :)
occasionally post heavy or suggestive topics. everything will be tagged accordingly but just putting this out there.
i overuse petnames pookie/bb/bro so if ur not into that lmk
i overuse caps + swear every other sentence + generally don't use tone tags (lmk if you need em!!)
sometimes i get tired and act dry etc etc. i promise i don't have something against you.
i make suggestive + dark jokes. (kms jokes)
this is a multifandom blog !!! interests may change.
dni!
if you're under 13, over 20. either ur underage for this app in general LIKE WHAT or i don't know, it's weird as hell i just don't like it. respect authors' boundaries!
old moots don't count here! + follow is okay i guess,, just don't interact bro it's that easy.
if you run nsfw + mdni blogs — i'm a minor, and i'm a minor. if you don't want me interacting with you, why are you interacting with me?
if you're one of those "(fandom) twt links!!" people. it's just ew okay
you're part of basic dni criteria, a zionist, islamophobic, et al. just don't.
you vent in asks. not my thing please
you might be blocked for one of the following reasons!
you ignored the dnis!!
you post nsfw and keep showing up on my page. i don't want to interact with your content by accident
i want you off my dash. i'm just tired of seeing something over and over again and it's nothing personal
you have something against my moots; my moots' opps are also my opps
you send hate in asks! should be self explanatory i think.
for requests!
i don't do smut or dark content obviously!
check my pinned for request status — orders closed means requests are closed
characters i don't write for include—
female characters in general.
toji, sukuna, curses, teachers (gojo excluded.) — jujutsu kaisen
coaches, ego, barou — blue lock
villains, pro heroes (dabi, twice, hawks ok.) — my hero academia
coaches, side characters, date tech & nohebi — haikyuu!!
zhongli, baizhu, kaeya, ayato — genshin impact
welt — honkai star rail
demons, ubuyashiki — demon slayer
i have the right to decline any requests i don't want to do for whatever reason!
nothing too complicated please
i don't do songfics or anything related to that — i'm really bad at connecting fics to songs etc etc
don't send any requests you've sent to other authors.
rules. || the map. || about the pilot.
the map!
JUJUTSU KAISEN
GET A (CHAT) ROOM — M. FUSHIGURO X F!READER. SMAU, UPCOMING.
HAIKYUU!!
(PLEASE/DON'T) CALL ME BABY — T. KUROO X F!READER. SERIES, PART 01.
ELECTRIC SOUL — Y. NISHINOYA X F! READER. ONESHOT. UPCOMING.
BLUE LOCK
untitled chatfic — S. NAGI X GN READER TEXTS. COMPLETED.
HSR + GENSHIN IMPACT
celebrity au, exes to lovers — KINICH X F READER ONESHOT (?)
MHA
WIND BREAKER
squadron rules. || the map. || about the pilot.
❝ you can't stop me . ❞
she/her, infp, pisces and 5teen
@turtlgrrl sideblog
yes !! animanga, marvel, cats
no !! violence, loud noises, geckos
i <3 theo (86), nishinoya (hq), inumaki (jjk), kaminari (mha), bachira (bllk), lu guang (link click), xiao (genshin), boothill (hsr), lingyang (wuwa), suna (hq), albedo (genshin), megumi (jjk), sero (mha), sae (bllk), kinich (genshin), kiriya (86) !!!
now playing — rollerskates, end of the world
current concern — grades
psst don't look at @seisrkvs
squadron rules. || the map. || about the pilot
thinking about vampire!rin who only wanted to feed some blood off you, only for it to get him hooked. no human blood has ever tasted this good, this sweet—maybe it's because you love to eat sweet things— but he doesn't care about that, only savoring every sip he takes. your blood quenches his thirst but also makes it worse every second, his throat feels like it's burning and there's a voice in his telling him to drink more, more and more- he doesn't listen to it and stops feeding on you, if he doesn't, he might actually kill you. he may be a cold-blooded vampire but he's not a murderer, well, not anymore.
he leaves your weak body and lightheaded self near an open restaurant, it looks trustworthy enough, he thinks. he takes a good look at your face, you're pretty— prettier than any of the humans he's fed off of. if only you were a vampire too, then maybe he'd consider getting to know you. he shakes off the thought, brushing your hair out of your to give you a small kiss on the cheek, he doesn't know why he did it .. it just felt right to do so. and with that, he removes the memory you have of this incident, only leaving the part where you walked in an empty, dark alleyway.
3+1: THREE TIMES MEGUMI GIVES YOU SOMETHING, AND ONE TIME YOU RETURN THE FAVOUR.
megumi, water :: it's hot — thirty-five degrees, to be exact, and of course you've forgotten to bring water, and the only canteen nearby only takes cash, no change. in short: you're melting.
you're draped over a lunch table, cheek pressed against the cool (but rapidly warming) metal. oh, what you'd do for a drink right now—
suddenly, you can hear footsteps behind you, coming closer with each passing second.
hi, megumi. you can tell it's him without even looking.
hi yourself, he replies, slipping into the chair next to you. a small bottle of water is slid your way; he does not look at you, but the gesture speaks for itself.
thank you.
don't.
don't what?
don't thank me.
you've had this conversation a million times before.
just because we're best friends doesn't mean you have to—
i do it cause i want to, okay? he turns to you, annoyed. all you can think about is how pretty he is.
megumi, company :: frat parties are scary. you don't know why you're here; nobara and maki have already disappeared too. it's packed, sweaty, scary. you squeeze through the crowds to climb out of a window and escape the heat. you know you can't leave until you find your friends, though, so for now, sitting on the dewy grass in the backyard will have to suffice.
megumi was right, you think.
don't go, he'd said, sprawled out on your bed, arms around one of the plush animals on your bed. it's tucked under his chin, and he looks adorable.
why not? you'd asked him.
it's not worth it, he scoffed. couldn't pay me a billion yen to go.
you should've listened—
can i say i told you so?
megumi?
he ignores you; or are you gonna start crying? you definitely—
you launch yourself up from the ground into his arms, laughing. i thought you said you weren't gonna come!
i had a feeling this'd happen. the slightest hint of a smile graces his lips. couldn't leave my favourite alone now, could i?
what? say it again, i think i heard wrong.
his smile widens; he shakes his head.
megumi, power bank, his heart ? :: my phone's dying, you sigh.
no response.
my phone's dying, you repeat, louder.
say please. he's desperately fighting a losing battle, the corners of his lips twitching.
please, megumi, give me the power bank!
you snatch it greedily from his hands, connecting it to your phone.
no thanks?
thank you, megumi! you throw your arms around his neck suddenly, and he is glad that you cannot see the blush on his face.
megumi always carries power banks with him. it's a known fact by now; he always has one on him. meanwhile, your phone is always dying. what a coincidence!
or not.
because one day, you overhear him talking to yuji. you're not really listening, scrolling on your phone when you hear your own name.
it's only because of y/n that i need a backpack in the first place, megumi grumbles. otherwise, everything else fits on my pockets.
then don't? to yuji, the problem is easy to fix.
but they need it.
so?
megumi makes a grumbly noise in his throat; so cute, you think.
oh yeah, says yuji. i forgot you're horribly in love with them and everything you do is somehow connected to them.
oh.
they're here, by the way, he adds.
what? did they hear?
i don't know, yuji replies unhelpfully.
you barely manage to get your earphones in before they walk in.
you, flowers, chocolates, your heart ? :: today is the day. to say you're nervous is a huge understatement. your hands are shaking, palms sweaty, and you're shivering, even though it's not that cold. the flowers and chocolate wait patiently for you on your desk.
megumi, you say aloud to the empty room. megumi, i like you and—
fuck.
megumi, you begin again. i've liked you for a long time and—
who've you liked 'for a long time'? megumi looks mildly interested as he walks in. you always get kind of lonely around this time so i thought i'd come to hang out.
his voice is even, but you amidst the normal calm, you sense something controlled. like he's actually sad, or something.
no one!
yeah? he hums. i'm not buying it, but i won't push you.
fuck him! why does he always have to be this respectful? if he asked you, you wouldn't not have answered!
who gave you the flowers?
i bought them myself! you squeak.
he raises a brow at how high-pitched your voice is. for?
um.
you see the way he stiffens visibly, hand tightening around your doorknob. he swallows, and then, sorry for overstepping, y/n.
no!
what?
you're not overstepping, you tell him. you have every right to know. we're best friends, right?
... right, he responds, but there's something missing; he's clammed up, retracted into himself. his voice is forced into not showing any emotion, and he's backed away a little bit from you.
your heart breaks at the sight.
megumi, i like you!
you're shitting me, he replies.
no, really! also, i hope you don't mind, but a few weeks ago i heard yuji and you talking, and he said something, and—
stop talking, he murmurs. i want to kiss you.
megumi has never been greedy. be selfish, gojo's told him. he's never listened — he's had no reason to, after all. yet... right now, he understands. it's all he can think about — getting something he wants, getting it now.
when he makes his way back to you, all he can think of is how kissing you will feel. when he is kissing you, he realises that he wants this forever. so he lets himself be a little selfish, and tells you he loves you, and asks for the one thing he'd thought he'd never have — you.
new freaky writing style LOL only for this one though... also 3+1 because im lazy and sad and unmotivated. also grammatical errors highkey & im sorry.
kinich (genshin impact) x gn reader + pet names + ajaw cameo no warnings <3
"kinich."
"sweetheart."
"get down from the tree, kinich."
"you're supposed to be asleep."
you don't respond; he swings down from the tree and repeats his words. again, you don't answer, and there's a slight tinge of pink across your cheeks. you look away, refusing to meet his eyes and his normally relaxed gaze widens.
"you don't say—"
"shut up!"
"i mean, if you missed me that much." kinich's face doesn't change, but there's an annoying amused lilt to his tone. "here, i'll take you home."
you shake your head obstinately. "and then what? you'll leave me all alone and come to hang out with your— your stupid tree and ajaw!"
"my— what?" an incredulous laugh bubbles out of him, and he takes ahold of your wrist gently. "sweetheart, i think you're just feeling cranky. because you're, y'know, not sleeping?"
"i am sleeping!"
he fixes you with another uncomfortably long, disbelieving stare before you finally give up. "okay, yes, maybe i've been sleeping a little less—"
"too less. we're going home, stat. or i can sic ajaw on you, your choice."
"foolish creatures, as if i, the great k'uhul ajaw—"
kinich looks up, snaps his fingers. "ajaw, timeout."
ajaw disappears with an anguished yell, leaving the two of you alone again.
"so? your choice." he holds out a hand towards you, and you begrudgingly step closer to him.
"only if you stay with me."
apparently, the well-known huitzlan saurian hunter, kinich, has not been out and about as much as he usually is. he's also been taking less jobs, how uncharacteristic of him! as weird as it sounds, apparently it has something to do with staying home and sleeping.
>> sleep deprivation really hitting w/ this one xoxo lina ps everything's short rn i know but i have like. 3.5 longer ones in the works.
thinking about tailor!nanami …. suggestive!
you’re tasting coffee on his lips while he hopes they aren’t chapped. such a gentleman—isn’t he? even when he’s breaking the rules.
getting frisky in the dressing room wasn’t how he expected today to go. especially when you called the boutique at three, requesting “anyone but nanami” to fit your shirt for you. but he wasn’t complaining. you whisked him away after his coworker took your clothes. sure, it’s cramped and dim. but even if he had something to say, you were keeping him busy.
his hand slides up, lingering on your inner thigh, where your skin meets his. kento’s arms fell asleep a long time ago, yet now they move on their own. the hushed talks on the other side of the wall fail to reach his ears.
with a glow that definitely wasn’t there before, you smile up at him as he stares down.
“ken, you’ll fix my dress tomorrow too, won’t you?”
the customer is always right.
masterlist
(why are you still) call(ing) me baby(?)
soundtrack <3
pairing: tetsurou kuroo x f. reader
content: fluff, crack humor, kuroo acts like a (jealous) loser virgin LOL, way too many pet names, it girl energy reader !!!
warnings: swearing, jealous kuroo, misunderstandings, ooc. dry humor kinda but idk. it's weird i'm weird.
word count: .8k
part one.
kuroo actively avoids you until his first break, at which point he's forced to sit near you.
"isn't that too big for you?" he asks when the silence gets comfortable enough. you shrug, tugging the jacket in question tighter around yourself.
"i dunno, they didn't have any spares in my size so they just gave me one of yours."
in that exact moment, kuroo has an epiphany. the world stops moving, and so many things change.
"you can keep it," he forces out with a (fake) cough. a large hand comes up to cover his mouth, but also the dark red blush on his cheeks. "i have like, four of them."
"thanks, baby!"
kuroo's heart does a weird little jump; he chokes on his water and makes an excuse about needing to go to the bathroom.
in the bathroom, he remembers the concept of box breathing. he is forever indebted to whoever discovered it. however, it does not help in the slightest when you accost him as soon as he prepares to go back to the court; there are some things you don't understand! kuroo, baby, you're the captain, so you should definitely help me out here!
he swears under his breath, yes i'm coming, what do you need?
you're pleasantly surprised and a little put off that the effect has worn off this fast. (actually, kuroo's thumb is digging into the palm of his hand, and he thinks he might suffocate.) not to mention, he hasn't picked up any of the (admittedly too-subtle) hints yes been dropping.
okay, next course of action.
"wait, kuroo—"
"yeah?"
"i just realised that, um, yeah you're the captain so it's best to ask you, but also you're the captain, so i'm sure you're suuuuper busy!"
you don't let him get another word in, flitting over to kenma, who's crouched down on the floor, and start talking to him, and your heads are so close together.
kenma is his best friend. he should not dislike kenma. he should not feel jealous of kenma. yet right now, that's exactly what he's doing, exactly what he's feeling. kuroo grits his teeth and pries his eyes away from where they've been burning holes into the back of kenma's head.
"damn, he looked away?" kenma.
"yeah, i guess he doesn't really like me as much as you thought," you sigh.
"stupid, that's not true."
"but—"
you're interrupted by the sound of a volleyball slamming onto the ground. it's louder than any of the ones you've heard before, and slightly terrifying to experience up close.
"woah, kuroo, that was a mean spike!" yamamoto looks excited, but kuroo seems more annoyed than pleased by his success.
"it's fine," he responds sourly. "could be better."
but his junior doesn't seem to notice, coming up to kuroo with a pumped up grin. "no, dude, seriously—"
"i get it!" he snaps. "i don't care."
yamamoto blinks, then slowly backs away. "oh, okay..."
kenma looks away to shield his face from kuroo's eyes, and subsequently to hide the evil smile that's stretching across his face. "see? he's mad."
"maybe he's just annoyed because i'm annoying!"
"you're fucking delusional."
you smile fondly at him, ignoring the insult after years of getting used to them. but that's from your point of view. what kuroo in his deluded haze of jealousy sees is completely different — why are you and kenma so close all of a sudden? and kenma knows he likes you! how could he?
kenma pats your shoulder and gets up, walking towards kuroo with a wry but self-satisfied smirk. kuroo begins to think of ways he can kill kenma and then himself with the ball in his hands as fast as he can. unfortunately, his best friend (and worst enemy) makes it to his side uninjured.
"what's gotten you so pissed off today?"
"nothing, i'm fine," he replies through gritted teeth. it is very obvious that he is in fact, not fine at all. hate permeates him to the core, hands gripping the volleyball like he'll die if he lets go.
kenma snickers, noticing kuroo's glare and white knuckles. "jealous?"
"of course not." one of his eyes begins to twitch; he stares straight ahead and refuses to look at kenma.
he hears a sardonic laugh beside him. "stupid, we were talking about you."
"as if." kuroo's given up on trying to deny anything anymore, but he's still mad.
"no, really," kenma replies. kuroo turns to him with a surprised frown, and kenma shrugs. "so stop being weird, or whatever, kuro."
uncharacteristically, he also pokes kuroo's side; once he sees the venomous look in his eyes he takes off running, videogame console clutched tightly in his hands.
sitting beside lev, you watch the two of them run in circles around the court. a notepad rests in your lap, and you bite the top of your pen thoughtfully. "i dunno, lev, that didn't seem to work either."
"maybe it's time for a new plan," he suggests.
"yeah, maybe."
author's note :: mid writing much apologies <3 written series r insane i like. havent done one in almost a year (yuji x reader u will always be,, something to me). mm kuroo mmfghh jealous kuroo mmmmmfhghhfhgfh jealous and ANGRY kuroo he's so. i would let him. yk.
@chososcamgirl @stillnotherapy gc poops hi <3
thinking about vampire!rin who only wanted to feed some blood off you, only for it to get him hooked. no human blood has ever tasted this good, this sweet—maybe it's because you love to eat sweet things— but he doesn't care about that, only savoring every sip he takes. your blood quenches his thirst but also makes it worse every second, his throat feels like it's burning and there's a voice in his telling him to drink more, more and more- he doesn't listen to it and stops feeding on you, if he doesn't, he might actually kill you. he may be a cold-blooded vampire but he's not a murderer, well, not anymore.
he leaves your weak body and lightheaded self near an open restaurant, it looks trustworthy enough, he thinks. he takes a good look at your face, you're pretty— prettier than any of the humans he's fed off of. if only you were a vampire too, then maybe he'd consider getting to know you. he shakes off the thought, brushing your hair out of your to give you a small kiss on the cheek, he doesn't know why he did it .. it just felt right to do so. and with that, he removes the memory you have of this incident, only leaving the part where you walked in an empty, dark alleyway.
3+1: THREE TIMES MEGUMI GIVES YOU SOMETHING, AND ONE TIME YOU RETURN THE FAVOUR.
megumi, water :: it's hot — thirty-five degrees, to be exact, and of course you've forgotten to bring water, and the only canteen nearby only takes cash, no change. in short: you're melting.
you're draped over a lunch table, cheek pressed against the cool (but rapidly warming) metal. oh, what you'd do for a drink right now—
suddenly, you can hear footsteps behind you, coming closer with each passing second.
hi, megumi. you can tell it's him without even looking.
hi yourself, he replies, slipping into the chair next to you. a small bottle of water is slid your way; he does not look at you, but the gesture speaks for itself.
thank you.
don't.
don't what?
don't thank me.
you've had this conversation a million times before.
just because we're best friends doesn't mean you have to—
i do it cause i want to, okay? he turns to you, annoyed. all you can think about is how pretty he is.
megumi, company :: frat parties are scary. you don't know why you're here; nobara and maki have already disappeared too. it's packed, sweaty, scary. you squeeze through the crowds to climb out of a window and escape the heat. you know you can't leave until you find your friends, though, so for now, sitting on the dewy grass in the backyard will have to suffice.
megumi was right, you think.
don't go, he'd said, sprawled out on your bed, arms around one of the plush animals on your bed. it's tucked under his chin, and he looks adorable.
why not? you'd asked him.
it's not worth it, he scoffed. couldn't pay me a billion yen to go.
you should've listened—
can i say i told you so?
megumi?
he ignores you; or are you gonna start crying? you definitely—
you launch yourself up from the ground into his arms, laughing. i thought you said you weren't gonna come!
i had a feeling this'd happen. the slightest hint of a smile graces his lips. couldn't leave my favourite alone now, could i?
what? say it again, i think i heard wrong.
his smile widens; he shakes his head.
megumi, power bank, his heart ? :: my phone's dying, you sigh.
no response.
my phone's dying, you repeat, louder.
say please. he's desperately fighting a losing battle, the corners of his lips twitching.
please, megumi, give me the power bank!
you snatch it greedily from his hands, connecting it to your phone.
no thanks?
thank you, megumi! you throw your arms around his neck suddenly, and he is glad that you cannot see the blush on his face.
megumi always carries power banks with him. it's a known fact by now; he always has one on him. meanwhile, your phone is always dying. what a coincidence!
or not.
because one day, you overhear him talking to yuji. you're not really listening, scrolling on your phone when you hear your own name.
it's only because of y/n that i need a backpack in the first place, megumi grumbles. otherwise, everything else fits on my pockets.
then don't? to yuji, the problem is easy to fix.
but they need it.
so?
megumi makes a grumbly noise in his throat; so cute, you think.
oh yeah, says yuji. i forgot you're horribly in love with them and everything you do is somehow connected to them.
oh.
they're here, by the way, he adds.
what? did they hear?
i don't know, yuji replies unhelpfully.
you barely manage to get your earphones in before they walk in.
you, flowers, chocolates, your heart ? :: today is the day. to say you're nervous is a huge understatement. your hands are shaking, palms sweaty, and you're shivering, even though it's not that cold. the flowers and chocolate wait patiently for you on your desk.
megumi, you say aloud to the empty room. megumi, i like you and—
fuck.
megumi, you begin again. i've liked you for a long time and—
who've you liked 'for a long time'? megumi looks mildly interested as he walks in. you always get kind of lonely around this time so i thought i'd come to hang out.
his voice is even, but you amidst the normal calm, you sense something controlled. like he's actually sad, or something.
no one!
yeah? he hums. i'm not buying it, but i won't push you.
fuck him! why does he always have to be this respectful? if he asked you, you wouldn't not have answered!
who gave you the flowers?
i bought them myself! you squeak.
he raises a brow at how high-pitched your voice is. for?
um.
you see the way he stiffens visibly, hand tightening around your doorknob. he swallows, and then, sorry for overstepping, y/n.
no!
what?
you're not overstepping, you tell him. you have every right to know. we're best friends, right?
... right, he responds, but there's something missing; he's clammed up, retracted into himself. his voice is forced into not showing any emotion, and he's backed away a little bit from you.
your heart breaks at the sight.
megumi, i like you!
you're shitting me, he replies.
no, really! also, i hope you don't mind, but a few weeks ago i heard yuji and you talking, and he said something, and—
stop talking, he murmurs. i want to kiss you.
megumi has never been greedy. be selfish, gojo's told him. he's never listened — he's had no reason to, after all. yet... right now, he understands. it's all he can think about — getting something he wants, getting it now.
when he makes his way back to you, all he can think of is how kissing you will feel. when he is kissing you, he realises that he wants this forever. so he lets himself be a little selfish, and tells you he loves you, and asks for the one thing he'd thought he'd never have — you.
new freaky writing style LOL only for this one though... also 3+1 because im lazy and sad and unmotivated. also grammatical errors highkey & im sorry.
kinich (genshin impact) x gn reader + pet names + ajaw cameo no warnings <3
"kinich."
"sweetheart."
"get down from the tree, kinich."
"you're supposed to be asleep."
you don't respond; he swings down from the tree and repeats his words. again, you don't answer, and there's a slight tinge of pink across your cheeks. you look away, refusing to meet his eyes and his normally relaxed gaze widens.
"you don't say—"
"shut up!"
"i mean, if you missed me that much." kinich's face doesn't change, but there's an annoying amused lilt to his tone. "here, i'll take you home."
you shake your head obstinately. "and then what? you'll leave me all alone and come to hang out with your— your stupid tree and ajaw!"
"my— what?" an incredulous laugh bubbles out of him, and he takes ahold of your wrist gently. "sweetheart, i think you're just feeling cranky. because you're, y'know, not sleeping?"
"i am sleeping!"
he fixes you with another uncomfortably long, disbelieving stare before you finally give up. "okay, yes, maybe i've been sleeping a little less—"
"too less. we're going home, stat. or i can sic ajaw on you, your choice."
"foolish creatures, as if i, the great k'uhul ajaw—"
kinich looks up, snaps his fingers. "ajaw, timeout."
ajaw disappears with an anguished yell, leaving the two of you alone again.
"so? your choice." he holds out a hand towards you, and you begrudgingly step closer to him.
"only if you stay with me."
apparently, the well-known huitzlan saurian hunter, kinich, has not been out and about as much as he usually is. he's also been taking less jobs, how uncharacteristic of him! as weird as it sounds, apparently it has something to do with staying home and sleeping.
>> sleep deprivation really hitting w/ this one xoxo lina ps everything's short rn i know but i have like. 3.5 longer ones in the works.
thinking about tailor!nanami …. suggestive!
you’re tasting coffee on his lips while he hopes they aren’t chapped. such a gentleman—isn’t he? even when he’s breaking the rules.
getting frisky in the dressing room wasn’t how he expected today to go. especially when you called the boutique at three, requesting “anyone but nanami” to fit your shirt for you. but he wasn’t complaining. you whisked him away after his coworker took your clothes. sure, it’s cramped and dim. but even if he had something to say, you were keeping him busy.
his hand slides up, lingering on your inner thigh, where your skin meets his. kento’s arms fell asleep a long time ago, yet now they move on their own. the hushed talks on the other side of the wall fail to reach his ears.
with a glow that definitely wasn’t there before, you smile up at him as he stares down.
“ken, you’ll fix my dress tomorrow too, won’t you?”
the customer is always right.
masterlist
(why are you still) call(ing) me baby(?)
soundtrack <3
pairing: tetsurou kuroo x f. reader
content: fluff, crack humor, kuroo acts like a (jealous) loser virgin LOL, way too many pet names, it girl energy reader !!!
warnings: swearing, jealous kuroo, misunderstandings, ooc. dry humor kinda but idk. it's weird i'm weird.
word count: .8k
part one.
kuroo actively avoids you until his first break, at which point he's forced to sit near you.
"isn't that too big for you?" he asks when the silence gets comfortable enough. you shrug, tugging the jacket in question tighter around yourself.
"i dunno, they didn't have any spares in my size so they just gave me one of yours."
in that exact moment, kuroo has an epiphany. the world stops moving, and so many things change.
"you can keep it," he forces out with a (fake) cough. a large hand comes up to cover his mouth, but also the dark red blush on his cheeks. "i have like, four of them."
"thanks, baby!"
kuroo's heart does a weird little jump; he chokes on his water and makes an excuse about needing to go to the bathroom.
in the bathroom, he remembers the concept of box breathing. he is forever indebted to whoever discovered it. however, it does not help in the slightest when you accost him as soon as he prepares to go back to the court; there are some things you don't understand! kuroo, baby, you're the captain, so you should definitely help me out here!
he swears under his breath, yes i'm coming, what do you need?
you're pleasantly surprised and a little put off that the effect has worn off this fast. (actually, kuroo's thumb is digging into the palm of his hand, and he thinks he might suffocate.) not to mention, he hasn't picked up any of the (admittedly too-subtle) hints yes been dropping.
okay, next course of action.
"wait, kuroo—"
"yeah?"
"i just realised that, um, yeah you're the captain so it's best to ask you, but also you're the captain, so i'm sure you're suuuuper busy!"
you don't let him get another word in, flitting over to kenma, who's crouched down on the floor, and start talking to him, and your heads are so close together.
kenma is his best friend. he should not dislike kenma. he should not feel jealous of kenma. yet right now, that's exactly what he's doing, exactly what he's feeling. kuroo grits his teeth and pries his eyes away from where they've been burning holes into the back of kenma's head.
"damn, he looked away?" kenma.
"yeah, i guess he doesn't really like me as much as you thought," you sigh.
"stupid, that's not true."
"but—"
you're interrupted by the sound of a volleyball slamming onto the ground. it's louder than any of the ones you've heard before, and slightly terrifying to experience up close.
"woah, kuroo, that was a mean spike!" yamamoto looks excited, but kuroo seems more annoyed than pleased by his success.
"it's fine," he responds sourly. "could be better."
but his junior doesn't seem to notice, coming up to kuroo with a pumped up grin. "no, dude, seriously—"
"i get it!" he snaps. "i don't care."
yamamoto blinks, then slowly backs away. "oh, okay..."
kenma looks away to shield his face from kuroo's eyes, and subsequently to hide the evil smile that's stretching across his face. "see? he's mad."
"maybe he's just annoyed because i'm annoying!"
"you're fucking delusional."
you smile fondly at him, ignoring the insult after years of getting used to them. but that's from your point of view. what kuroo in his deluded haze of jealousy sees is completely different — why are you and kenma so close all of a sudden? and kenma knows he likes you! how could he?
kenma pats your shoulder and gets up, walking towards kuroo with a wry but self-satisfied smirk. kuroo begins to think of ways he can kill kenma and then himself with the ball in his hands as fast as he can. unfortunately, his best friend (and worst enemy) makes it to his side uninjured.
"what's gotten you so pissed off today?"
"nothing, i'm fine," he replies through gritted teeth. it is very obvious that he is in fact, not fine at all. hate permeates him to the core, hands gripping the volleyball like he'll die if he lets go.
kenma snickers, noticing kuroo's glare and white knuckles. "jealous?"
"of course not." one of his eyes begins to twitch; he stares straight ahead and refuses to look at kenma.
he hears a sardonic laugh beside him. "stupid, we were talking about you."
"as if." kuroo's given up on trying to deny anything anymore, but he's still mad.
"no, really," kenma replies. kuroo turns to him with a surprised frown, and kenma shrugs. "so stop being weird, or whatever, kuro."
uncharacteristically, he also pokes kuroo's side; once he sees the venomous look in his eyes he takes off running, videogame console clutched tightly in his hands.
sitting beside lev, you watch the two of them run in circles around the court. a notepad rests in your lap, and you bite the top of your pen thoughtfully. "i dunno, lev, that didn't seem to work either."
"maybe it's time for a new plan," he suggests.
"yeah, maybe."
author's note :: mid writing much apologies <3 written series r insane i like. havent done one in almost a year (yuji x reader u will always be,, something to me). mm kuroo mmfghh jealous kuroo mmmmmfhghhfhgfh jealous and ANGRY kuroo he's so. i would let him. yk.
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