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spilled coffee

(nanami kento - college au - emo era nanami lol - not proofread - i kind of mischaracterized him?? sorry🤧 - fem reader - modern au - fluff - short - generic??)

the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted around the campus cafe. ever since it opened, students have flocked here to study or to hang out. today, you stood in line waiting to order. you had decided to treat yourself after a your busy week. you looked over a mans shoulder to try and see what the menu was. after ordering, you waited in line patiently, taking in the warm and comfy sight of the cafe.

“order 179 and 180!” the barista said, you heard your number and went up to the counter to take your drink until.. splash! your sweater was partially covered in that brown coffee color. you felt embarrassed, to say the least. you looked up to see a tall, blonde man, his blonde hair in a side part, and his face equally as red as yours. “i-i.. im sorry! i didnt mean to, really! i was rushing and.. and-“ he spoke out quickly, like he was scared you were gonna splash him with your drink as well. “oh, no, no.. its fine my um.. my dorm is quite close here actually. i was just here to study.” you replied, hoping to cool the boys nerves. he looked at you, his face still red and sighed softly “at least let me pay for your drink? i ought to make up for the inconvenience.” he said, looking guilty. you looked at him, surprised, that he would offer to pay for your drink, even though you and him had just met. “are you sure? i dont really mind paying-“ “i insist!” he replied quickly, cutting you off. since you felt too embarrassed to start more drama in front of people, you nodded shyly, watching him as he paid. “thanks.. you really didnt have to.” you said, looking at him, now standing quite closely to you since the cafe was packed with customers. he looked at you and laughed a bit before looking away.

the blonde man had insisted to at least walk you back to your dorm so you werent as embarrassed walking with what suspiciously looked like a shit stain on your shirt. “so.. whats your name?” you asked, turning your head to look at him. “im nanami. i major econ, you?” you replied to him, giving your name and what you majored in. “guess you must be real smart, hm?” he said with a chuckle. you felt your cheeks heat up slightly at his comment. it was so silly, his comment was totally stupid but it had made your stomach do flips. “o-oh, no, no. i wouldnt say so, really..” you replied to him, trying to hide your flushed expression in your scarf. the year had just begun, yet it was already pretty cold outside.

once you had arrived to your dorm with nanami, he again, apologized because of the earlier incident. your shrugged it off, replying how much of a gentleman he was for paying your drink even though you two were only strangers that time. you had quickly closed your door once he left, and mentally scolded yourself for sounding stupid with your comment. “who the hell says that to a guy theyve just met!?” you panicked, walking to your closet to grab a new sweater.

you had kind of calmed down after an hour. kind of, because you had realized you gave him your number. “what the fuck?? why did i give him my number? im so fuckin dumb.. im so weird!” you stared off at the wall as your tv played a random show you werent watching.

ding! your phone notified you of a new message. you practically jumped from your couch and went to grab your phone.

819021642: hey. its nanami from earlier. did the stain go away? need help cleaning it?

you stared at his message wondering what to reply. “yes it came off, thanks!” no, you sounded too enthusiastic for someone whos sweater had been ruined. “no grr u bastard” again, no, you werent a 10 year old.

you: yeah. thanks :).

you hit send and then ran away from your phone like an idiot. you wondered if it was too bland or were you being too obvious? wait, obvious?? no way you were already falling for this guy you had met just a few hours ago.

819021642: great. was hoping we could get coffee another time?

you heard the ding once again and upon seeing his message, you felt your heart basically jump out of your chest. a chance to see him again? yes, yes and yes.

you: sure. same cafe?

819021642: yep. see you there.

i needa start making longer stories…😣😟 sorry if i mischaracterized nanami, its my first time writing him!!

#jujustu kaisen #nanami kento #kento nanami #nanami kento x fem reader #character x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #college au nanami #jjk college au #emo nanami

‘cuz i got chewing gum and a bunch of stuff id like to know.

(armin arlert x fem reader - pt.2 of the honeybee one i made !!)

its feminine intuition. was what you told yourself. its feminine intuition that your best friend, armin arlert 100% likes you back.

and what evidence did you have of armin actually liking you back? like.. maybe one percent.

but atleast it wasnt zero.

“hey. you okay? youve been like staring off into that bookshelf for 10 minutes now” armin says, snapping you out of your thoughts.

you look up, and see him sitting in front of you like usual and your notebooks scattered around the table.

it was a usual wednesday. classes ended earlier, but armin had convinced you to stay for just a while longer on campus to accompany him while he studied. and so.. like every normal ‘best friend’, you agreed even if you hated the library, even if you were lazy today and wanted the rest of the afternoon playing video games and doom scrolling.

“oh, yeah, yeah im fine. its just so cold in the library. whyd they have to turn up the ac to like the max??” you responded, with armin looking up from his notebook to reply to you. he laughs at your statement, resting his chin on his palm. “exactlyyy.. but hey, at least it isnt hot as hell.” you looked at armin while he spoke and noticed how he had trouble looking at you whenever you were near him.

wait.. has he always done that? has he always been so shy around you? usually hed be loud and saying random shit to you but not today.

you realized armin was off these past few weeks. the rosy tint he had on his cheeks when you two hung out, the nervousness he had sometimes when he spoke and you were just a centimeter away.

“hey, armin, you good? youve been off these past few days. should we take a break today or something?” you asked, breaking the few seconds of silence earlier. “w-what? o-oh, oh- yeah. im fine, just tired, havent slept for 8 hours straight since last week” armin responded “really? armin, you shouldve told me.. i couldve helped you with your projects and stuff. i know how hard you push yourself when it comes to academics.” you said back with that worry in your tone. “i know, i know.. i guess we should head out now?” he said with a sigh, still looking away from you. “mhm. we should.” you said, as you both stood up to pack your things.

as armin walked you back to your bus stop, you wondered if he caught all of the hints youve been dropping. like how you order his favorite coffee flavor every thursday, or how you save him a seat for classes when hes late. or maybe the hints were just too vague and he doesnt actually care. you walked beside him and wished he just held your hand in his.

when you got back to your apartment, all you wanted to do was lay in bed and scroll. but one scroll led to a certain individuals instagram profile and lo and behold, here you were on armin arlerts insta. you werent stalking him. totally not! you just had to see what he was up to these past few weeks even though his last post was from 2 months ago.

you tried to convince yourself you didnt like him. you two were just best friends, study buddies, and hopefully maybe more… no! you couldnt think like that about him.

but every denial led you to how pretty he was. how much you adored his hair in the sunlight, how his eyes looked when it bore into yours. youve been so paranoid that armin is just a figment of your imagination.

you laid back on your bed, imagining how much more pretty he would look beside you. as you were about to shut your eyes, a notification ding wakes you up.

- arminarlert._:

u busy tomorrow? wanna go out? found a new hang out place.

im planning on posting jjk x reader oneshots soon 😙 (ill try to post more lolz n expand the fandoms i write for)

#aot x y/n #attack on titan #armin arlert x reader #armin x reader #armin arlert x fem reader #character x reader #shingeki nyo kyojin #snk x reader #college au! armin x reader #nerd armin #nerd armin arlert

baby boy, honeybee, god i love the way you look at me.

- armin arlert x fem reader (pretty short lol)

armins dating history was.. lets just say terrible for a man as sweet as him.

the first girl he ‘dated’ was back in high school. that was puppy love.

the second was in uni. and you’d think it’d be a major upgrade from his high school sweetheart. no. completely wrong.

and thats where you met him.

he sat alone on a bench, staring off into the pavement. fresh out of his breakup. the wound cut clean, no bandages, just open and gaping, waiting for an infection.

really, he shouldnt have interested you as much. you and armin didnt really share the same interests. while you did share a few similar traits, it wasnt enough that people would be able to tell that both of you were friends. or that you loved him ever since you saw him on that park bench.

so.. here you were. walking to the bus stop with armin after spending a ‘study’ session in a coffee shop. (you two talked about anime for that 2 hour duration you were there.)

the keychains from yours and his bag jingled behind you both as you walked. the air touched your skin with an uncomfortable cold breeze. it was almost winter, so your outfit rotations had just been simple but still cute outfits for the cold weather.

“man, im totally gonna get frostbite f-from this cold.” armin said, initiating small talk.

“thats not even accurate what are u saying” you responded.

conversations with armin felt so uncomplicated. he would say the most random and out of pocket things, and youd respond with either something out of pocket too or just tease him for of what he said.

maybe those mundane things was what made you fall for him in the first place.

armin didnt need to be the tallest, nor the most prettiest, nor the most smartest, because to you, all of those didnt matter. you liked him the way he was. with his growing blonde hair that swept across his eyelashes. his blue eyes. and his personality.

its clichè. to say you love everything about him, to say you adore his face, his voice. but it all seemed so commonplace whenever you were with him.

to you, it didnt matter how corny or cringy it was. he made you feel like a 2000s rom-com, that light breeze you feel during the sweltering heat of the sun.

and maybe that was the reason you hadnt confessed yet. you swore everyday you could do it. that you would tell him. but whenever you were with him, youd fall silent with nervousness and fear of him rejecting you.

shooting stars, racing cars, you swore youd want to spend the rest of your life, no matter how little or much time you had, with him.

and for every shooting star that came across the dark night sky, you wished every time, you prayed every time, youd never see his face going. for he was someone you could spend your whole life knowing.

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Originally made this for my friend, n decided to post it here. I was inspired by honeybee by olivia rodrigo lol, i luv her new album.

#aot x y/n #armin arlert #armin arlert x reader #attack on titan #olivia rodrigo #honeybee #attack on titan x reader #shingeki no kyojin #snk #aot x reader #armin arlert x y/n

headspace

— jean kirstein x fem(?)reader

(angst maybe sorta - not proofread - aot)

2:36 am.

jean is awake, laying down on his back watching god knows what. he has tried to convince himself to rest, sleep, he has to wake up at 7am. but no matter how hard he shuts his eyes, the darkness seems to make him think about you more.

its odd, really. he sees your face amidst the dark and empty spacial area when he sleeps. he sees your faces in the flowers that bloom, or in the many people he walks past at campus.

6am.

he has slept for 3 hours. not enough to give him the stability and motivation to listen to his professor talk about midterms and what not. he gets ready, heads out his apartment like usual and takes the bus to school. normal, totally exciting.

except his heart mightve stopped for 2 seconds when he saw you walk out of your apartment building.

“fuck.” he thinks to himself.

ever since your break up with jean, he has wanted nothing more than to move on quickly, get it over with and just date someone else.

but life is non linear, so obviously whatever plan jean had, it didnt work.

the afternoons jean used to spend with you has turned into him sitting quietly outside, at a coffee shop or napping. safe to say his life has been uneventful.

he stares at the road, still looking dazed. he thinks twice about just jumping out of the bus to chase after you. fortunately, he comes back to his senses before he could stop the bus driver. its like hes been hit with adrenaline. he hasnt felt like this in awhile that it feels so foreign and weird.

8:47 am.

he sits in class, blankly staring off into the board as their professor gives them instructions on their final project. To be honest, all he wants to do is just run out of that classroom and go be with connie and sasha (speaking of which.. they’re skipping classes right now).

their professor dismisses them after a grueling 2 hour lecture. he takes his bag and leaves like usual, heading to the cafeteria to buy a snack. but upon entering, he sees you there. again. were you following him? what the fuck. he thinks to himself. youre sitting down, eating a sandwich while chatting with your friend. im gonna transfer universities next year. im losing my shit.

It takes him every fiber in his body to not just sprint to the nearest exit and tell sasha and connie he still loves you and whatever lovey dovey sapphic shit he had to say.

of course, he still did love you. after all, you were the only one who treated him like a normal human being. after dating many girls of his age or a few years older, he had probably just given up on dating and would rather adopt every single stray dog out on the street than to date another girl who would probably throw him in the trash bin after 2 weeks of dating.

gosh. he felt hopeless. he thought it wouldnt be so bad to approach you and be like: “hey i still love you so much haha lets get together again lol”. but the reasonable side of him decided that that only happened in cheesy poorly written fanfics.

so he did what any very reasonable and very calm guy did in an event of seeing their ex — he bolted out the door.

unfortunately for him, you had noticed. a blur of that ash brown hair ran past you, and before you could even turn to look, you already knew who it was. it was jean . ahahahaha funny. not funny.

the same jean you used to pick flowers with in the school garden even though it was totally off limits. the same jean you doodled in class while half asleep. the same jean that adored you in that innocent and fluffy way.

have you moved on?

yeah.

no wait, scratch that. no, you havent. i mean how could you? he was there when you acted like the worst person on earth, he was there when you sobbed violently about a random side character that died, he was there in every happy, and vulnerable moment you had, and not once, did he ever judge you for acting the way you are. instead, he loved you more each time.

he loved you more when you rambled about things he had no interest in, when you baked bread you swore tasted good but in reality tasted like ass, and even more when you were the only one who stayed up with him during the times he felt like maybe that rope isnt such a bad idea after all.

so final verdict? no. absolutely not.

in reality, neither of you have actually moved on. jean keeps finding you in the little places he goes to, you keep doodling and drawing the same male character with that ash brown mullet hair and long face. in a way, you’ve both been haunting each others lives ever since the break up.

and no matter how much both of you try to bandage it up, cover it with plaster, the cracks always seem to seep through the thickest covers, and blooms the same flower every time.

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this is so old help (i think its a draft idk i jus wanted to post this here)