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Lost & found
synopsis: After losing your favorite keychain, Yuji Itadori comes to the rescue. But as it turns out, the keychain wasn't the only thing waiting to be found.
tags/warnings: n/a, purely fluff. friends to lovers. slow burn-ish. black!fem reader
(walk to class by malcom todd)
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“You've got more of my own heart than I got.”
“Will you walk to class alone on Tuesday?”
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It might’ve been an understatement for you to label how you felt at the time as "embarrassed". Because when your campus crush was kneeled down in front of you, holding your keychain that you had been looking for all day—you felt beyond embarrassment.
It was after your morning class, psychology, that you were falling in and out of sleep. Maybe it was because you were tired from your part-time job, or the never-ending piles of work from your classes. But you didn’t even notice that your favorite keychain had fallen off your bag. As soon as you were getting ready to put your MacBook,and other supplies that you used for the class away. Your eyes fell upon the usual spot your keychain hung from. Panic instantly burned in your system.
How could you lose it?
You swore before the new semester started; you decided to start super gluing your keychains so they wouldn’t get lost. Look at those efforts now. You sighed. Putting your stuff away and leaving the lecture hall. Your college was connected to a beautiful walk-through garden. As soon as you left the building, you were met with a variety of plants blossoming from the roots of the grounds.
There weren’t many sounds besides nearby birds chirping.
It could’ve been possible you dropped it somewhere around here. There were few people around, but it still made you anxious at the thought of crouching and peeping around bushes to look for a kiddish accessory.
You would rather die than look for this keychain at this point, but you spent 20 bucks on it. You’d be damned.
You took a deep breath, hoping that maybe that gust of wind would settle the ache in your stomach. You looked around, making sure no one was watching you, before you kneeled down behind a bush that you passed by every morning and scanned the ground for your accessory.
Maybe it was because you were too preoccupied, with your eyes glued to the endless road of dirt covered by a full bush, that you didn’t feel the presence of someone moving in front of you. As you were looking, you saw a pair of black hoka sneakers planted in front of you, causing your eyes to meet the owner of the shoes.
It was the cute guy from your psychology class. You froze in place. What was he doing here?
He was ridiculously tall, had large, light brown eyes, and fluffy pink hair that each strand of hair pointed out in different directions than the next. You were sure his hair had a mind of its own. And a big fat smile tugged at the side of his mouth as the cherry on top.
“Is this yours?” he asked, startling you. Your eyes moved down to his hand, to see your keychain which was clutched between his pointer and thumb.
“Um, yes..” the words slowly left your lips.
You take your time before snatching it from his hands. “Thanks,” you murmured. He nodded in response. You didn’t know whether to stand up first or wait until he did. It didn’t make it any better that you didn’t know where to look except for two places. Your shoes and his face.
You decided to give his face one more look and it seemed like he was following through the same sequence you were. As your eyes met, you both stared at each other before your lips trembled and you broke out into a belly laugh, which yuji did too.
after you both stopped laughing, you simply smiled at each other, uttering a few words of introduction.
You had a feeling that this was the beginning of something special, and boy were you right.
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a/n: hope whoever is reading enjoys! Might turn this into a series...possibly
I have so many fic ideas that I wanna do but ljke I procrastinate so bad 💔💔💔
My boyfriend looks so cute covered in blood 🫣🫣
Needy
" 'Cause your body's ready for war... and my body's built to endure. "
- anointed by Miguel
synopsis: Reader being needy and desperate for their boyfriend, Cameron cade, but he's busy.
warnings: contains smut, incomplete (will be finished soon.
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It wasn’t every day you were like this.
No, you were hardly like this.
Sitting on the edge of Cameron's bed as he got ready for football practice.
“Baby...you know I have practice, I can’t today. You know how important this is for me,” Pulling his cleats up his calf, you admired the size of his fingers, as they hooked into his cleats. You loved how thick his fingers were.
He turned towards you, lifting your chin with his pointer, making you meet his gaze. “I promise, after we’ll spend some time together.”
“Why can’t you just stay for today? can't football wait?..” you plead softly.
He clenched his jaw, staring down at your pretty pink lips as you parted them to let out a quiet whine.
His teeth sunk into his bottom lip, letting out a little hum. “You know I can’t, baby…” His tone lowered. “Cant..” your noses were almost touching and his eyes never left yours.
You needed him badly.
Your heart beat was so loud, you were sure he could hear it. Your hand crept up his neck to the back of his ear, you caressed the area, earning you a soft satisfied hum out of cam. He leaned into your touch.
He placed his hand over yours and gently pulled it away.
He stood up, hoisting his duffel bag over his shoulder.
“I promise… after practice.” He whispered, making his way out of the door.
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a/n: Made this for fun, it isn't complete but the final version is almost done!
Hear me out,
If yuji were a person he'd be tyriq withers 👀👀 they give off the same vibes
No joking here
”Not all men” you’re right Yuji Itadori would never