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Just drabbles, hc, etc. Requests open -26, she/her- I love other stuff next to haikyu I swear

[commonfanfictionist]

Christmas calendar

01 First Snow with Tsukishima Kei

02 Underneath the mistletoe with Kita Shinsuke

03 One wish with Akaashi Keiji

04 Christmas market with Kageyama Tobio

05 Shopping mall with Oikawa Tōru

06 Hot chocolate with Kenma Kozume

07 Bakers delight with Bokuto Koutarou

08 Christmas tree with Iwaizumi Hajime

09 Holiday plans with Tendou Satori

10 Christmas market with Shirabu Kenjirō

 Rest yet to come xx I’ve decided there will be 12 in total xx

[cir-c]

what age do you give the person you reblogged this from (without looking at their bio or entirely forgetting that info if they have said their age before)

less than 13 🤨

between 13 and 16

between 16 and 19

between 20 and 25

between 26 and 30

between 31 and 40

between 41 and 50

between 51 and 60

over 60 but under 100

certainly over 100

they were probably born before JC

I have no concept of time (see results)

Voting ended onMay 10, 2024

Only based off their posts, their aesthetic or photos of themselves

(note : JC is Jesus Christ)

[throttlee]

that new outfit

[jjelleefsh]

Itoshi Rin makes a valentines day card for you but he looks like this while making it.

[commonfanfictionist]

So I tried that thing with the art again

[commonfanfictionist]

Imagine a summer night, hitting the movies and your favorite froyo store in the late evening. Tendou filling his cup with a chocolate flavored one and all kinds of chocolate toppings. Taking the longest way possible home and just laying in the grass laughing until the next day is starting to show-

🥲

[commonfanfictionist]

Imagine leaving your window open during a warm summer night, seeing a soccer ball flying across your room and bouncing off the wall. Your "you could've broken my window!" is met with the cheekiest face arguing"it was a super light shot!" Cue eye roll.

This is definitely Bachira

and lowkey Reo, Kaiser, Kurona

[commonfanfictionist]

imagine walking out of your favorite coffee stop irritated because of the rude guy who so rudely and ignorant cut in front of you. though you're stomping away from the store you somehow can't forget the look of his teal eyes catching you off guard and making you stumble 👉🏼👈🏼

[cinnabun-faerie-deactivated2025]

hey bestie!!!!!!!

So, i asked this for ffxiv… now i gotta ask for obey me!

How would the OM characters react to MC asking if they would love them if they were a frog?

A/N: Hey 💜

Lucifer

He would rub his temple and wonder which of the brothers came up with this ridiculous question. Regardless, he'd oblige since you seemed to genuinely want the answer.

"Why you be a frog, I'd have no idea. But if you were cursed or there was no way of getting you back to your normal appearance, then yes; I suppose I would love you if you were a frog."

Mammon

"If you're a frog, then I'm a frog. I'm your number one demon and you're not turning into no frog without me!" He would be firm on becoming a frog with you. Especially if you were cursed to be a frog forever, he would find a way to become a frog just to be with you. You couldn't get rid of him too. "I love ya, so I'm gonna be a frog too!"

Levi

"Probably?"

Levi would be confused as to why you even were asking in the first place, but regardless, he knew he would. He would love you if you were a frog. Although, he'd rather not have his Henry, his soulmate be a frog.

Satan

"Why not a cat?"

Satan would have to think on this. Would he love you as a frog? That would depend on if your current self turned into a frog or if you were born a frog. Maybe not the latter. But he wasn't going to tell you that.

Asmo

He made a face when you asked him. If you were a frog? He would take a few minutes to think it over before changing his tune. If you were a frog, you may be some kind of frog royalty! He could kiss you and you'd turn back and you two would live forever in beautiful fairy-tale.

Beel

When you asked it, Beel immediately shook his head. It was probably not a good idea that you would be a frog. He would take care of you, but he likes eating frog legs, and he'd be worried that he'd eat you by accident. How would he even identify Y/N-frog? It'd be better if the two of you were just frogs together.

Belphie

"A frog? Why?"

He wouldn't care if you were a frog honestly. Yes, he would miss your cuddles and your talks with him in the attic, but he still had you. You would just be in frog form.

Solomon

"I don't see why not."

Solomon would laugh when you asked him. It was certainly random but not out of the ordinary. You were so intriguing. He wondered what it was like in your head. Perhaps he would come up with a spell and read your thoughts.

Simeon

"Of course, you're still you after all. You'll be a very loved frog."

He was surprised and curious about your question. Honestly, questions like this kept him on his toes. He like that about you. And he truly would love you no matter what you were.

[thefinalcinderella]

Tsurune Novel Index

Tsurune masterpost here 

Book 1

Color Illustration

Prologue

Chapter 1 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 2 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 3 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 4 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 5 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 6 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Afterword

Book 2

Color Illustration

Prologue

Chapter 1 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 2 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 3 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 4 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 5 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 6 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Afterword

Book 3

Color Illustration

Prologue

Chapter 1 (Part 1 | Part 2)

Chapter 2 (Part 1 | )

[ago-ug]

藍色監獄/ブルーロック

rnis 🦉🦞、kiis 🌹🦞、kris🦈🦞

[wtfbluelock]

Kaiser: Sorry, I was being sort of a idiot.

Ness: We weren't going to say it.

Isagi: I was.

[aftersieves-deactivated20230824]

His rivals

Isagi with Rin: aw shucks you wannabe villain, saying you’ll kill me, whatever you cutie patootie, you’re so wonderful i can’t with you, and make sure you stay hydrated today because i need you, and remember when you’re on the field to look only at me 

Isagi with Kaiser: oH YOU WANT ME TO RUIN YOUR LIFE WELL GLADLY I WILL, NO ILL FCKING MURDER YOU AND EVERYONE YOU LOVE WITH MY BARE HANDS YOU NARCISSISTIC ASSHOLE THEN YOULL BE IN A BODY BAG AND ILL BE THE KING

[commonfanfictionist]

truth be told

[allblackobsessed-deactivated201]

You will never ever annoy me if you

Send me random anons

reply to my posts

send me an ask

reblog me

talk to me

say hello

give me random love

“bother” me

So please stop thinking otherwise.

[iwaso-rip-deactivated20220620]

DO YOU BELIEVE IN FOREVER ?

starring: Tendou Satori x gn!reader

notes: i finally wrote smth goddamn 💀 anw this is for @igumie 's v-day collab! thx for beta reading this btw ily pretty

genre; fluff ! warnings; one swear word ! wc: 681

Click. Click. Click.

The sound of Tendou clicking his pen echos in your head along with another thought, one that slips through your lips before you can register it,

"Do you believe in forever?"

The clicking stops.

"Eh?" comes your best friend’s response, drawling out in a fashion you’ve known for years. He’s curious. "Where did that come from?"

You roll your eyes, ignoring your cheeks as they grow warm at the question. "It's Valentine's Day—everyone's thinking about growing old together and fucking til the world ends."

"Is that what's going on in your head?" he asks with a dramatic scrunch of his nose.

"You're the one who came over unannounced, stupid; either answer the question or walk back home," you deliver a flick to his forehead, then relish in the yelp that escapes him.

"Just kidding! Okay, okay," the redhead pouts, raising his hands in surrender. "Wait a minute, 'm thinking."

And suddenly, the room is quiet—save for Tendou’s humming, of course.

The image of him deep in thought was engraved into your mind; he stares at his hands, seemingly absent, and hums an unfamiliar tune—which was different every time—with his mouth shut and his right foot shaking quickly. Even without turning your head to look at him, you know you’re right. He’s been that way for as long as you’ve known him.

Twelve years, you muse to yourself after you raise your hand to count. I’ve known this idiot for twelve years.

You contemplate the time it takes for the redhead to come up with an answer, waiting with patience running impossibly thin for a reason you refuse to admit. But before you can ask him what was taking so long, his voice reaches your ears.

"I don’t."

Then a breath falls from your lips.

You aren’t sure if you were expecting a different answer, really. Anything was possible with Tendou Satori—he was spontaneous, bordering on unpredictable. You know that.

A hum. "Cool–"

"Ask me why."

"Huh?" You turn to face him, your brows furrowing in confusion. "What? Just tell me."

"No, no!" He tuts with a wave of a finger. "Ask me."

That gets another eye roll out of you, but you know full well you two are never moving forward like this. "Okay," you give in to the redhead’s antics. "Why?"

Tendou sits up, leaning on your wrinkled pillows with the ghost of a smile on his face. "Nothing lasts forever," he starts. "Believing that something’s gonna last forever is stupid; it holds you back."

"From what?"

"Living," he shrugs. "If you glorify something only for it to be taken away in the end, it gets harder to move on. Nothing’s going to stay forever."

You whistle lowly. "Suddenly you’re a philosopher," you say, and you receive his smug beam with a snicker. "Okay, I got a follow-up then."

"Hit me!"

"What do you believe in?"

A noise leaves the boy as he takes in your words. He squints his eyes at your curious grin. "You and your deep questions."

"You’re the philosopher," you flash him a thumbs up. "You got this."

Then, he's humming again, another tune that you don’t know, only this time you watch him think. You wonder what he's going to say—what does Tendou Satori believe in? What does he live by? Your mind runs as you wait on him, and your eyes track his movement til he finds his answer.

"Really perfect moments," his eyes dart to your own, catching your stare with a toothy grin. "The ones that make you wish time didn't exist, or wish there was a forever. They feel like magic—like, you feel like you're floating! You get it, don't you?"

"... Yeah," you hold each other's gaze like that.

You get it.

And god knows when you'll stop denying the tension in the air, or the way he looks at you, or the way your heart races when he calls your name.

But you'll admit that you wish you could capture this fleeting second in your hands.

Because somehow, Valentine's with your best friend felt undeniably perfect.

feedback n reblogs are appreciated!

[commonfanfictionist]

love this and i think his character is captured so well 😍

[commonfanfictionist]

10. Christmas market

Pairing: Shirabu x reader

Word count: ~600

Genre: fluff

Summary: Having a Christmas market date with Shirabu.

Note: I know there's been a Christmas market before but i just felt like it was a nice setting in this case as well :') Not proofread :/

„Look! The sun is finally setting“ you're face lit up as you turned to look at your boyfriend. He was draped on the couch lazily, nose stuck in a huge book, studying. His back was resting comfortably against a cushion, while he had one leg swung over the back rest of the sofa. Sighing heavily, he reluctantly put his lecture aside. „You still want to go? It's been snowing all day.“ he sighed again, his eyes falling back and shutting in an annoyed gesture. But it was no use. He could resist many things but you weren't one of them. „Kenji“ you pouted at him „it's just once a year.“ Tilting your head, you gave him the sweetest smile you could manage.

He slowly got up from his comfortable position, not without sighing once more. You followed him towards the door, unwavering smile. To him you looked silly, yet he couldn't fight the shy smile creeping onto his face as well.

Gently he draped your scarf around your neck and helped you slide your gloves on before dressing himself warmly. The two of you stepped outside, having you shiver immediately and nuzzling your head into the woolen garment, earning a chuckle from your boyfriend. Shirabu extended his hand and you gladly slipped yours into the loving squeeze he always gave you. You walked toward the twinkling lights not to far from your place. It was a beautiful sight. The smell of hot cocoa climbing to your nose. You smiled brightly, after all it was your favorite season of the year.

Pulling your boyfriend from stall to stall, you felt nothing but pure happiness. Shirabu endured all of it. He didn't like it, he hated the cold, hated the crowd, hated the blinking lights but he didn't hate you. The way you giggled when you pointed out silly decorations at him, the way you squeezed his hand extra tight while navigating through the crowd, the way the menacing cold flushed your cheeks an adorable pink, the way your eyes glistened when you looked at an handmade ornament. That, he didn't hate.

You shoved a cup of mulled wine in his hands and he took a sip right away. The hot beverage filled his tummy with a warmth matching the one you gave to his heart. You dragged him around for an hour and a half before you finally decided to go home.

„It wasn't all that bad was it?“ You inched closer to your boyfriend who started undoing your jacket. „Spending time with you is never bad“ it was barely a whisper but you caught it loud and clear. You couldn't stop yourself from blushing at his words. While Shirabu prepared some tea for the both of you, you snuggled in a blanket on the couch.

He carefully set the cups on the coffee table before dropping himself right next to you. Planting a quick kiss on your cheek he pulled a small bag from his pocket. „Whats that“ you smirked at him, reaching for it and unleashing the gift. „You were looking at it so i thought.. you know“ he smoothly wrapped his arm around your shoulder. You were holding the little glass ornament, transparent with strings of gold on the inside, that you were looking at so intently at the market. „When did you manage to get this“ you asked. „While you were returning our cups of course“ he shrugged. „Mh“ you laughed lightly „Thank you Kenji, I love it and I sure love you.“ Smiling at him it was now your turn to make the boy blush.

[commonfanfictionist]

Imagine Akaashi draping a blanket over you, adjusting the heater. He's pressing a cup of tea into your hand, starting your evening ritual. Akaashi lightly pats your hair before sitting down next to you, reading a chapter of Murakami aloud to you, making you dwell in the comfort of his voice.

(I bet he'd read Murakamis men without women to you and you'd both discuss the little stories)