JusttOblivious2U

27 | Female | I'm just as oblivious as you are :l

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He will warm up to you eventually.

[kitty-bug2u]

Bad Memories

Summary: A story about two people living in the moment and make a decision on impulse that may result in a not-so-great consequence but ultimately embrace it for one night. However, what happens when a third party is now involved in this love story? What happens when desires unfortunately turn into yearning? What will happen when one's true feelings begins to waiver?  Find out when one's choices are questioned, risking the idea of taking chances to see if they're worth it in the end.  For both the good and the bad that may come from all this reckless behavior.

Content: Fem! Reader, fluff, College AU, drinking, party, insinuation of one night stands, MDNI/18+, all characters are aged up.

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Chapter One:

Shisui and his roommates decided to throw a house party this Saturday night. Even though he was most focused on his studies and work, he was still the life of the party. However, he was deemed the most mature out of his roommates. Yeah, he still had his fair share of girls but tonight he was going to take it easy. Right now, he was drinking with his friends until he noticed his friend, Sakura, finally arrived with someone new. He had never seen you before. He wondered if you were the new roommate she always talked about. He saw Sakura grab you by the hand and pulled you towards his group’s direction. When you both came over, Sakura exchanged greetings with the group until she was finally able to introduce him to you. He let his warm smile widen at finally putting a face on you. You were really cute and he couldn’t help letting his eyes drift to your body before locking his gaze back to yours. He nods before he spoke the music “, Hey there.” He extends his hand over to you. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

Oh. You widen your smile at hearing his smooth casual voice. You reach over to take his hand and shake it firmly. “It’s nice to meet you too.” From a distance, someone called your roommates’ name. “Take care of her for me, Shisui. I found Sasuke so watch her for me.” Sakura said before beginning to walk away. Shisui only smirked and gave her a playful wink before saying “You know you can trust me.” You both watched as Sakura headed off to talk to Sasuke, leaving you two alone among the crowd. Shisui turned his attention back to you. He took a sip of his drink and casually leaned against the wall, keeping his eyes locked on you. Since you were both standing near the table full of drinks, he was a gentleman and offered you some beer. You accepted and began drinking. “So, you’re new here? Sakura’s pretty much bragged about you coming from Boston these past few weeks.” He said with a warm smile before taking a sip of his drink.

“Yeah, just moved here recently.” You say playfully but continue “, what do you want to know?” Shisui simply tilted his head to the side a little and gave you a little smirk. “Anything. Your interests, hobbies, favorite color… everything.” You take a moment to think averting his gaze and wonder back eyes when you decide to answer in order. “Interest… I like watching shows like Squid Games up to anime. Hobbies… I like to read. Favorite color? Red. Everything… that’s too broad to answer,” you say playfully earning him a wider smirk. He liked that. He chuckled at the way you responded. He couldn’t help but perk up at the mention of his favorite color. “Everything may be too broad, but that’s the point.” He said with a playful grin. “I’m an open book.” You say “, you can literally ask me anything, otherwise, I mind my own business.” He couldn’t help but chuckle at your response before nodding. He took a moment to briefly look up and down, his gaze lingering for a moment longer at your neck. “Interesting.” He commented, a small smirk growing on him. He pushed himself off the wall and took a step closer to you, his gaze at you again. “I’m guessing you wouldn’t mind me asking a personal question then?”

“That’s depends.” You say before taking another sip as you kept your gazes locked to each other. He felt it, the tension in the air. He let out an amused scoff before taking another sip. “It’s a little too personal,” he said with the same slight smirk, knowing it would be a bit too invasive. “Are you expecting anyone tonight or… seeing anyone?” You tilt your head a little before answering. “Nope, no one.” Shisui raised an eyebrow at your answer. “Oh?” He was a bit surprised that you probably weren’t seeing anyone tonight. He took another sip of his drink, never taking his eyes off you. He decided to press a little further “,Why not? You’re pretty. I’m sure you’ve got guys asking you out left and right.” You look away as you took in a deep breath, thinking of a response. When you exhaled your gaze falls back to him. “Honestly… I’m not really interested in dating anyone right now. Either way, they hardly even come up to talk to me.” Shisui was surprised by your response. He couldn’t fathom the idea why guys would not be asking you out. You were freaking gorgeous. “Really? That’s hard to believe. If they aren’t asking you out, then they’re definitely checking you out.” He spoke out before taking another drink. “I was recently told that I have a resting bitch face… which could be the reason why guys don’t talk to me.” You spoke.

He chuckled at this and took another sip before replying. “Yeah, I’ll be honest… you do have a little bit of a resting bitch face.” He said it so causally, teasing, before he took a sip of his drink. You simply pout playfully at this and caused him to smile more. “Hey sorry.” He chuckled “, I’m just teasing, but look around. Guys have been staring at you. They just haven’t had the balls to come up to talk to you.” You appreciate his compliment but only tilt your head one more. You playfully spoke up “That doesn’t make me feel any better –“

You suddenly feel someone bump into you from behind, accidently making you spill your drink on your white shirt. A frown forms on Shisui’s face when he saw this and took a step forward. “Hey, watch it man! I thought I told you to take it easy.” He said sternly, giving the other guy a glare. The person who bumped into you quickly apologized before backing away. Shisui had turned his attention back to you. “Are you okay?” He asked softly with. Concern written all over his face as he looked you over to check if you were okay though…  Everyone could start to see through your white shirt now. He immediately locked his gaze with yours to avoid seeing through your shirt. Immediately spotting a rag nearby, you grab it to start to clean the stain off, even though it was pointless. You feel everyone’s eyes on you, and you try to hold in the irritation and humiliation. You knew it was completely pointless and he could sense your embarrassment, and he felt bad. The crowd around you both began to gossip. “Here let me help you –“ but you quickly interject. “Oh no it’s fine…” He taps you lightly on you arm to grab your attention and gives you a reassuring smile. “Come on, you need to get out of here before any other assholes bump into you again.” He said softly. At this point you felt your face flush full more out of embarrassment and simply agreed. Shisui nodded and began to lead you towards the stairs and up to his bedroom. When you both reach his door, he lets you walk in first. Shisui then enters, closing the door behind him.

The music was now muffled. He looked you over again, seeing the dark stain on your shirt once more. He thought for a moment before he spoke. “You should probably take that off.” He said with a casual tone, gesturing to your shirt. You immediately give him a look, taken aback by his boldness. “What… now? With you here?” He chuckled at your reaction before walking over to his dresser to search through it. “Trust me, I won’t look if you don’t want me to.” He teased. “I mean… this is my room after all.” He found a black shirt that he hasn’t worn in a while but would most definitely fit you. “Nah, I’m only joking.” He turned and started heading in your direction as he held it up for you to take. “Here. You can wear this. It’s an old shirt. I’ll just be outside…” He said as he gestured at his door. You couldn’t help but hold onto the shirt for dear life. You were grateful to have met this guy. He was different from what Sakura had described him to be. He was more modest and yet a gentleman. You take the shirt “, thank you.”

 “Can you just…” You simply point towards him and make a small circular motion, suggesting him turn “, turn around.” He does what he’s told, though he was a little surprised you let him stay after all. His back was now facing you and as promised, he didn’t look in your direction, giving you some decent privacy. He simply leaned against the wall next to him and waited for you to change. In truth, it was kind of hard for him not to peek. If he had to be honest, that beer did him a favor to see how that wet shirt hugged your curves and waist. You were busty, he gave you that much. You tried to hurry when switching your top, you didn’t want to keep him waiting. You take up your wet shirt and bra as you quickly put on his T-shirt. I could tell he was a medium by the way it hung on me, not that you didn’t mind. “Okay I’m done.” He turned back to face you. He did his best to keep his eyes focused on your face. He still smiled slightly when he saw you wearing his shirt. He was right, it did fit you. It was a little too big but it made you look cute. He watched you grab the front edge of the shirt and tuck in the excessive fabric into your shorts, making it look a little better. He had to admit, seeing you in his shirt made him feel sort of… a need over you. He knew shouldn’t but he couldn’t help feeling it, you looked so sexy wearing it and he liked it.

“How do I look?” he heard you ask as you were looking at yourself through a small mirror hanging on his wall near you. He looked you up and down again, his eyes lingering over your curves a little bit too long as you ruffled your hair. He had to swallow once before speaking, trying to keep his voice steady. “You look… good.”

"Thanks again, and I promise I'll return your shirt as soon as I can… clean." His first instinct was to protest and say that he didn't mind if you kept it. It was an old shirt he hardly ever wore but… he wanted a good excuse to just see again. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever get a chance to see you after tonight, even if you were Sakura’s roommate. From what he can remember from Sakura, you were busy too. He didn’t know when he’d ever get another chance. "Yeah, sure, I’d appreciate that." He said with a small nod. He wasn’t the lying type, but he really couldn’t help it. He didn't care if you kept it. He just liked it on you and wanted to see you again. He watched a smile grow on you, appreciating the gesture. You were about to turn to walk out the door.

“Hey wait.” He suddenly spoke out, stopping you in your tracks. You look back waiting for him to say whatever he needed to say. Shisui rubbed the back of his neck, not sure what to say or do. It was sort of a spur in the moment to keep you in his room a little while longer. So, he thought fuck it and just decided to go along with it. “Can I ask you something else?” He asked a bit more confidently. “Yeah anything.”

“Why’d you say earlier that you weren’t interested in dating right now?” He asked bluntly. He wanted to make sure he really didn’t cross any lines with you if you were seeing or just messing around with anyone. You stood there wondering how to phrase your answer to him. “I mean I am open at the idea, but… I mean it’s college. Most relationships don’t last long.” He gave you a soft nod as he leaned against the wall understanding what you meant. “That’s true. I don’t see any harm if you’re just hooking up with a random person. I mean I had my fair share too. Is that the kind of dating you’re into though?” He asked, raising his brow, intrigued. You simply give him a side glance before you continue looking around his room, debating to tell some truth. This made him curious, though he didn’t want to pressure you either. So, he pushed off the wall, taking a step closer to you before speaking gently. “Hey… you can be honest with me, I won’t judge. Unless you don’t want to answer…”

You didn’t why but there was something about him that Shisui that let you feel like… you. Shyly, you spoke “I don’t mind just having fun for one if that’s what you’re asking. I mean… it is college after all. Who’s going to remember. I mean we all do it, right?” He wasn’t expecting you to speak so bluntly but it didn’t surprise him either. He gave you a look over, his mind filling all sorts of thoughts. Some of those thoughts made him feel a little jealous. Other thoughts… well he just wanted to take you right there and then, but he just held back. He quickly shook his though before speaking again, his voice a bit rougher now. “And how often do you… do this?” You weren’t stupid. You got the hint. You knew where he was going with this. So, you lightly shrugged as you make yourself over and sit at the edge of his bed. “Not often actually. Only certain parties like these.” He walked over to sit next to you leaving a safe gap between you. “So just any random guy?” He asked huskily, keeping his gaze glued to you. You couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, shaking your head. “No, what kid of girl do you think I am?” you spoke playfully. He couldn’t help but smirk and chuckle before leaning in a bit closer. “Well, I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me what kind of guys you pick up at these parties?”

Raising your brows at the sudden leading question you turn the question to him. “Do you have a type when you pick up girls or is it just any random?” He raised an eyebrow caught off guard. Being curious about your answer he decided to answer honestly. You see Shisui run his hand through his hair, trying to decide how much he should really reveal without embarrassing himself. When he turned to face you, he moved a little bit closer to you until his knees touched yours. “I don’t always pick up girl but… when I do, I usually prefer dark, blonds, or even redheads. There’s no denying that. I like… shorter girls. Not short-short either, but just shorter than me. Like you. It’s … cute.”

“Awe…” you couldn’t help it, you were amused by his response which he smiled back. He continues, “I like girls with curves. Not like super curvy or anything, but definitely not super skinny. I like it when girls have some meat on their bones. In a good way, of course! It’s… attractive.” He chuckled, a little embarrassed. “Just say it! You just described me!” you proceed to playfully hit his arm. “Alright, alright. I have a thing for girls like you, happy now?” He says avoiding your gaze sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. After a moment, he turns back to you admiring his shirt on you again. They fit, a little too big but cute. “Your turn, what’s your type?”

You tilt your head a little as you look up to this ceiling, in thought. “I don’t really have one but if I had to say it then… He’d have to be very good-looking and taller than me for sure. Not 6 feet either cause that’s too much for me. Also, he needs to be fit but not too bulky either, enough to, you know, lift me up without any problem.” As he listened to your response, everything you said definitely made sense to him. Because you essentially described him too. “So… do I meet all your requirements then?”

“I guess so, yeah.” He heard you respond softly, looking straight into his eyes.

His smile wide as his eyes filled with a hint of desire and smugness. Like the idea of being the kind of guy you went for. Now that you were wearing his shirt… he continued. “Sounds to me like I am your type, huh?”  He noticed how you don’t really react instead just letting your smile grow. You liked his bluntness and see how his eyes scan all over your face and down to your lips. So, you proceed with giving him a coy smile as you tilted your head a little, teasing now. His smirk only grew at this as he leaned forward trying to meet your lips now. He was closing the distance when there was a sudden pounding on his door, startling you both. You instantly pull away from him as he looked over at his door, frustrated at knowing who was on the other side of that damn door. He faced you giving you a sheepish apologetic look. Not wanting to keep his friends waiting longer just so he can get this over with, he walked over grabbing his door handle a little too aggressive as the door swung open. Standing from the other side was Naruto, obviously buzzed.  He had a smug look on his face and Shisui could tell he was going to say something stupid until Naruto’s eyes landed on you sitting on the bed. You shyly looked away knowing he was starting to piece things together. “We were looking for you to start the game, but it looks like you busy, Shi.” He said as a smirk started to grow. Shisui, annoyed, gave his friend a small glare knowing his big mouth was going to blabber everything about what he saw. “Don’t. Say. A. Word.” That is all he told Naruto before Naruto shrugged lightly, raising his hands in surrender.  “Alright, I’ll just give you guys some privacy.” He said only for Shisui to hear before walking away.

Shisui only sighed before shutting the door and walking back to you, sitting at the same spot. “Sorry about that. My friends tend to always look for me around this time?” he spoke softly. “Why? What for?”

“To play beer pong or whatever stupid game they want.” He spoke sheepishly, averting his gaze to you. You give him another coy smile, nodding. “Ah…” There was an awkward silence now. Shisui scratched the back of his neck as you looked around again in his room. “We should probably head back down to the party. Sakura could probably start looking for me.” You spoke quietly, trying to break the tension. He tensed for a moment with his small smile slowly dropping. “Yeah, I know what you mean. Sakura can be a bit, overprotecting sometimes.” He replied. In truth he didn’t want you to leave just yet, but he slowly looked over to you while you both stood up.”

“What?” you questioned. He averted his gaze once more before looking back. “Well, I don’t really want to go back downstairs. You raised your brows, not expecting him to be straightforward. He then took a step forward to you, with intent. He liked how you wore his shirt and how close he was standing right in front of him. He wanted to kiss you so badly now. “I’d really like to stay up here with you…” You couldn’t help but let your smile grow at this. You can see the desire growing in his eyes. He was determined to spend more time with you, but you also couldn’t help but feel so at ease with him. Almost as if it was natural being near him. “Are you always this blunt to other girls who are in your room?"

He chuckled again. He liked the tone of your question. "No. I'm not like this with other girls. Just you." He said simply, his eyes showing that his words were true. He took another step forward, closing the last few inches between them. He slowly puts his hands on your waist, gently pulling you closer to him. He could see thinking carefully, noticing your hesitation. Debating within your head. He liked the fact that you were still letting him hold you instead of pulling away. He raised one of his eyebrows, as if to silently ask you what you were thinking. He wanted to ask you what was on your mind. But he also just wanted to keep you up here with him. It's just college... I probably won't see him again... right? You thought, so you get on your tip toes to reach him up even for an inch as you bring your hands over to his face and pull him down into a kiss.

He smiles as he kisses your back, pulling you against him tightly as he deepened it. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you against him tighter, wanting to hold you as close as possible. He liked how your lips felt, how you tasted, and how warm you felt against him. He wanted more, wanted to go further, wanted to show you how much he desires you.

Letting himself get lost in the kiss, his chest was pressed against yours, one of his hands now trailing down below your waist to cup your ass, giving it a slow squeeze while his tongue began to slowly work into your mouth. He wanted to taste more of you, wanted to feel you tonight...

Through your hungry kisses, he began to walk backwards, his lips still locked to yours as he slowly moved over to his bed. He sat down, bringing you down to sit on his lap. He loved having you in such close proximity. He was going to lose it soon. He wanted you so badly right now, but he also didn't want to rush or scare you... so he tried to restrain himself. At least for now.

He deepened kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth again as he began to move one of his hands up your body, moving slowly over your thigh now, wanting to feel more if your skin. Loving the feeling of your soft skin as he moved his touch from your thigh up beneath his shirt you were wearing. With your thighs straddling him like this, he couldn't help but picture a few different things he could do in this position.

Slowly moving his hand down to the front of your shorts until his fingertips brushed against the waistband of your underwear. He broke the kiss briefly and murmured against your lips. "I want you so bad right now.” He let the words fall from his lips, not caring about how desperate he sounded. It might've been a bit forward to say, but he meant it. At this point, he couldn't hold himself back any longer, wanting you right there. He returned to kiss you again, not giving you a chance to respond, his grip on your waist getting a bit firmer, as well as his other hand which was on your thigh. He began to move his hand tugging at your shorts as his other hand ran through your hair as he grabbed a fistful, pulling your head back, exposing more of that bare neck of yours. His mouth began to leave a trail of slurpy and biting down your neck lightly, in a hunger like daze as you moaned. Hearing you let out soft moans as you wrapped your arms around him. It was making him feel a number on him. He felt your arms move to his chest as you pushed him down to his back. He kept kissing and biting your neck, now giving little nips here and there. He wasn't being rough, but rather gentle now. He just wanted to see what it would feel like to slowly tease you, knowing it would drive you just as crazy as it did him. His hands moved over your thighs, running over the bare skin in between your thighs and the waistband of your underwear, wanting to feel more of you still.

"You have protection?" He stopped kissing your neck and pulled away. He could see the passion and lust in your eyes, and he smirked when you asked the blunt question. "Yeah, I've got some in that drawer." He said as he nodded on the direction by his nightstand. You I give him a small smile before leaning down to kiss him. He gestured to it and spoke quietly. "The first drawer." You slowly get off him teasingly and go to his drawer, open it. You toss it to him as soon as you find it. He caught it and gestured you back to bed. "Come here..." He spoke with soft yet desirable tone. Shisui was getting impatient now, and eager to touch you some more, to kiss you all over your body. The moment you straddle him,he flips you over to lay on your back on his bed now. He held your gaze as you lay beneath him. Being in between your legs like this, you were…

He leaned down to kiss you again, using his knees to push your legs apart some more as he began to move on top of you, his body now pressing against yours. He deepened the kiss again, now slowly starting to move against you, wanting to tease you a bit more, wanting to build up some anticipation. His hands began to move over your sides, gripping on to you tightly as his mouth moved against yours. As he grinds his hips against your body, letting you feel how badly he wanted you. He wanted to hear you moan in pleasure for him, wanted to feel your body respond to his touches. He continued to kiss down your neck and shoulders, feeling your hands go up and begin slowly removing his shirt. He let you have full control to pull it off, wanting to feel your hands on him directly, wanting to feel your skin next to his. As soon as his shirt was off, his mouth began to move back to yours, captivated by your taste. He pressed his body completely against you now, his bare chest against your still clothed one. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer against his naked upper body. He was loving every minute of it.

"Shisui... I want you..." You spoke softly as soon as you parted away. Your gaze locks with his. He heard the slight need in your voice when you said you wanted him. And that was when he knew he couldn't hold back anymore. He just couldn't. Hearing you say his name like that... it was too much. He couldn’t help the corner of his lip tug a little. Eyes filling with lustful thoughts now. "God.... you’re so perfect." For a moment, the muffled music, the muffled voices from downstairs didn’t matter to either of you. Because at this moment, it was you two. Raw. His hands gripped the waistband of your shorts and underwear now, starting to pull them down your thighs. Exposing every inch of you to him.

With a raw husky tone, he softly spoke “You’re mine now.”

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Imagine Shisui having beef with his kid self (somehow time travelled) cause his kid self is taking all the attention.

SHISUI IS DYING

The moment the rift in time had swallowed him up, nine-year-old Shisui barely had time to yelp before he was tumbling forward—head over heels, arms flailing—until he landed hard on the wooden floor of a house he did not recognize.

His head spun.

–What the—?– he started, only to freeze when a shadow loomed over him.

He blinked up, eyes widening at the sight of a woman staring down at him with a mixture of shock and—wait, was that adoration?

–Oh. My. God.– (Y/N) breathed.

And before little Shisui could react, he was scooped up, lifted into warm arms that immediately wrapped around him like the safest cocoon in the world.

–You're so cute!– she gushed, hugging him close. –Oh my god, you're so small, look at you!–

Little Shisui, who had expected something way more dramatic—maybe a villain, a battle, something—just blinked, entirely lost.

–Um… thanks?

But (Y/N) was melting. His chubby cheeks, his big, round eyes, his little confused frown—he was adorable.

–Look at your little hands! Look at your little face! You're just a baby!– she cried, cupping his cheeks with both hands.

Little Shisui turned red, flustered and squirming. –I’m not a baby! I’m nine!–

–Even worse! You're a tiny, precious boy! Oh, come here!– She squeezed him tighter, rubbing his back, swaying slightly in delight.

And that was when the door slid open.

–What the hell is going on?

(Y/N) turned—and there, standing in the doorway, was another Shisui.

But this one was taller.

Stronger.

Older.

And the expression on his face was downright murderous.

(Y/N) beamed. –Shisui! Look! It's you! But tiny!–

Adult Shisui's eye twitched.

He took in the scene—(Y/N) cuddling his younger self, her entire focus on him, her arms cradling him like he was the most precious thing in existence—and something deep inside him snapped.

–Alright, put him down. And you, go back where you came from.

-I don't even-!- Young Shisui couldn't finish his phrase, asphyxiated by her hugh.

(Y/N) gasped, horrified. –I will not! Look at him! He’s a baby! He needs love!–

Little Shisui, entirely overwhelmed by everything happening, blinked between the two of them. –Wait, wait, wait. What do you mean "it's you"?! Who are you?!–

Adult Shisui ran a hand down his face, exhaling slowly. –I’m you. You’re me. Time travel nonsense. Whatever. More importantly— his eyes narrowed at (Y/N), –why are you still holding him?–

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. –Because he's adorable! Obviously!–

Shisui clenched his jaw. –So what? I’m not adorable?–

(Y/N) grinned. –Oh, yeah, but in a different way.–

That was not the answer he wanted.

Little Shisui, still utterly confused, frowned. –Wait, does that mean you two are… married?–

Adult Shisui went still.

(Y/N) blinked.

And then—

–MARRIED?!– Shisui choked, –Whoa, slow down, kid!–

Little Shisui huffed. –Well, she’s holding me like my mom used to, so I just thought—!–

(Y/N) gasped, clutching him closer. –I’m your favorite now, aren’t I?–

Shisui gawked at her. –Stop enticing my nine-year-old self!–

(Y/N) ignored him, pressing a kiss to little Shisui’s forehead. –Don’t listen to him, baby, you’re perfect.–

Little Shisui turned beet red.

Adult Shisui glared.

This was going to be the worst day of his life.

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Taglist!!!

Hi lovelies! Sorry for disappearing on you all. Been busy and lazy at the same time. I finally committed to posting this my first ever taglist for you Shisui lovers! Have this idea in my head for a very long time and decided to write this out now. Don't know when it will be posted but my goal to be within 2-3 months from this post. Please click on the link below to request to be added to my taglist for this upcoming short story "Bad Memories" featuring our boy, THE Shisui Uchiha! lol Depending on how many requests, maybe I'll post the story sooner 👀

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Taglist Request: "Bad Memories" (Shisui x Reader)

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[iwaszumi]

iwaizumi hajime, who is your best friend but has been pining for you since your high school days.

and you're so so so oblivious. even now, at the ripe age of 24, you still consider his lingering touches as friendly, the way he wipes at the corner of your mouth when you had just gone out to eat.

you never considered these interactions to be romantic. because it all felt so natural with hajime, as if it was supposed to be that way. you thought it was just how your friendship worked.

this changes when you're 26, tipsy and absolutely drunk on hajime's cock.

you finally realized there was purpose in his touch, in his words. in the way he made you feel so good.

this was only after you were settled on iwa's couch, cuddling up against him, a few glasses of wine in your system, and finally, a sweet whisper of his confession.

so you spent the rest of the night making up for lost time and lost touch, that was blatantly not in a best friend way.

[sy3tii]

Oh! A baby fever?

Haikyuu character headcanons

Kageyama, Hinata, Bokuto, Iwaizumi x f!reader

Author's note: Might have to write a...freaky version of this but I cant make any promises. um you can tell who I clearly enjoyed writing for and who I didn’t…(hinata) Anyways, your husband wants a baby.

p.1

Warnings: none just cringey cutesy stuff

KAGEYAMA

“What kind of baby puts their hand on a fire?...”

That's only one of the responses he's made to the countless baby memes you've sent to this poor man.

He doesn't hate the constant videos, seeing that it makes you smile watching as a child screams in agony at a moving cactus, but it does make him wonder…what exactly did it mean?

Were you trying to suggest something?

It had never truly occurred to him that you might be thinking about having children...

Sure, you’ve joked about a little version of him running around, perhaps even naming it Tobio Junior, but the thought of it becoming a reality seemed far-fetched.

With his rigorous training schedule and your demanding job, the idea of a child—especially one that would inevitably put everything in its mouth—felt like a daunting challenge, especially if both of you were often too exhausted to keep a watchful eye.

That is what he thought at least.

Not until now, with your legs intertwined as you lay together in bed.

Even after being married for some time, the simple act of cuddling with you still sends a rush of warmth through him, making him feel like a teenage boy  again, especially when your arms brush against his.

You were engrossed in your phone, scrolling through your usual social media feed, but you could sense your husband's gaze stealing glances at your screen as you both leaned against the bed frame.

With that in mind, you stumbled upon an adorable video compilation of babies accidentally learning curse words.

You couldn’t help but giggle, and as you did, you noticed a soft chuckle escape your husband’s lips.

That’s when the thought struck you—you were finally going to ask him the big question.

“…do you want kids, Tobio?”

His laughter fades as he glances up from your screen, a blank expression settling on his face for a moment before a rosy blush creeps across his cheeks.

“what? W-why ask me that now?...” He stumbles over his words, trying to mask his embarrassment, his eyes darting around the room, avoiding your gaze.

“Well, do you?”  A pause hangs in the air before he shifts his gaze to the side, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

He hesitates, a frustrated sigh escaping his lips. “It’s not that I don't, I just…” He trails off, clearly wrestling with his thoughts. 

“I’ll… I’ll think about it.”

And he does, perhaps a bit too much, because suddenly, babies seem to pop up everywhere he turns.

He sets out for his morning jog, only to be bombarded by billboards advertising a new baby formula.

While trying to help you pick up your favourite snack, he catches sight of baby clothes out of the corner of his eye.

Even when he’s scrolling through funny videos on his phone, his feed is inundated with baby content! Is this some kind of sign? Should he just agree?

He can’t even shake the images of having children with you from his dreams, especially when you’re near; all he can picture is a tiny version of you both...and If he’s being honest, it does kinda send his heart racing…

.

“Let's do it.”

He slams his hands down on the kitchen counter, the sound startling you as you turn to him, puzzled.

“...Do what exactly?”

“Let's make a baby.”

HINATA

“Hey, set it to me too! I'm open!”

You and your husband were finally in Brazil, basking in the sun on a beach adorned with golden sands.

The sand was warm beneath your feet, and the sound of waves rolling onto the shore mixed harmoniously with the distant laughter of children playing.

After a few weeks of adjusting to Hinata’s work commitments, you had carved out some precious time to enjoy the beach together, with him bringing along a volleyball for some fun in the sun.

It turned out to be a brilliant idea, as you watched him from a distance, energetically playing volleyball with a group of older kids.

You could have joined in, but you knew that Hinata's boundless energy would leave you breathless, so you opted to lounge on a sunbed beneath the shade of an umbrella, escaping the harsh rays of the sun.

Just as you were settling in, a gentle tap on your shoulder pulled you from your relaxation.

You turned to find a little boy, accompanied by a girl, pointing excitedly at a sandcastle they had built.

“Help us, lady!” the boy pleaded, bouncing on his heels.

How could you resist those adorable faces?

With a soft laugh, you set your drink aside and knelt down in the sand, eagerly listening to their requests.

They needed someone to help fortify their castle against the incoming tide, and you were more than happy to assist.

What started as a simple request quickly turned into an all-out building project—digging trenches, constructing walls, and even adding little seashell decorations.

The kids bickered, giggled, and occasionally got distracted by the waves, but you found yourself immersed in their world, enjoying every second of it.

After a delightful time playing and laughing, Hinata eventually came looking for you.

He was surprised to find you happily engaged with the kids, managing their playful squabbles with a gentle hand.

Watching you, his heart swelled with affection, and he couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to see you with a child of your own.

As the evening air grew cooler, you and Hinata eventually parted ways with the kids and made your way home, your fingers intertwined as you walked along the shoreline.

Then, Hinata suddenly stopped, causing you to pause mid-step.

“You good?”

He hesitated before asking, “Do you like kids?”

You raised an eyebrow at the unexpected question but nodded slowly.

“Yeah… they’re nice.”

A comfortable silence enveloped you both until he suddenly blurted out,

“Do you want kids with me?”

BOKUTO

“Legit, the craziest thing happened to me last night baby.”

You and your husband decided to swing by his sister's place today because he was feeling a bit nostalgic and wanted to see her, apparently “missing her presence”.

Now, as you settle onto the couch with his sister's one-year-old son comfortably resting in your lap, you find yourself softly humming along while your husband animatedly recounts his latest dream about aliens coming to Earth to whisk him away to their home planet—just another one of his delightfully eccentric stories.

You suddenly feel a tiny hand tugging at your collar, causing you to look down to see the little guy completely captivated by your outfit.

Your heart melts a bit as you coo at him slightly, leaving your husband to his own world.

For a brief moment, you don’t realize how he’s paused but instead, gazing—no, admiring you—as you interact so tenderly with the child.

When you turn to face him, you catch him in a moment of admiration, and a wave of confusion washes over you.

“Is something on my face?”

“You look really beautiful like that.”

His compliment elicits a light scoff from you as you try to mask your embarrassment.

“Like what? I'm literally not doing anything.”

“Exactly”

In all your months of marriage, you’ve never seen him so direct and candid about his feelings. Did he bump his head on the way in?

“Are you sure you’re not an alien right now?”

His laughter filled the room as he leaned in to plant a kiss on your cheek, then stood up with a dramatic stretch glancing over to you and the child.

“I wanna play with the baby too, come on, give him ‘ere”

“Don’t drop him” you tease.

“I won't drop him…” he replies, pouting slightly.

Snuggled up in bed at home, you felt completely worn out from the day’s adventures. I mean Bokuto was literally pulling you everywhere, left and right, and his boundless energy while playing with the baby had left you utterly drained.

To make matters worse, despite being cozied up together, his restless movements wouldn’t let up!

Sure you'd grown accustomed to his little shifts in bed–stealing the blanket from you or  somehow ending up upside down on top of you—but this was pushing it.

“Babe…” you groaned, trying to get his attention. Yet, he continued to fidget. 

You were getting fed up now.

“Bokuto, stop moving.”

This prompted a response from him.

“Did I wake you up? M’sorry.”

“Is something wrong? Why’d you keep moving so much?”

He let out a small sigh. “I’ve just been thinking…”

Now you were intrigued. Usually when Bokuto’s thinking it's either about something serious, or, well, what he's gonna have for breakfast–which can be serious in its own right.

“About what?”

“Us”

“You're being too vague, what about us?”

“I think I wanna get you pregnant.”

You stared at him for a full minute, as if he’d just asked if pigs could fly.

“...what.”

This is some hell of a weird dream, right? I mean there is no way your husband, Bokuto Kotarou, was casually suggesting in the middle of the night that he wanted to have kids…right??

“No, I said that wrong…” He ran his fingers through his hair, searching for the right way to express himself. “What I mean is, I want to get you pregnant. I want to have a baby with you.”

“Mhm…”

“Would you…let me?”

IWAIZUMI

“Just one more babe, you're doing great!”

You had been working like a dog today, and I mean like a dog. 

All you said was you wanted to lose a little weight, mind you, that was a week ago, and all you did was ask your husband to keep an eye on you.

But you didn't think it’d be like this though!

What happened to all the sexy gym scenarios you heard so much about?!

Your husband had forced suggested that you follow him to the gym today for a little workout session.

Y'know,  just a little stretching, maybe two little squats, oh, and of course, can't forget the 20 reps of 10 kg bench presses! Where’s the little in that?!

But of course, as the lovely, caring husband that he is, he clearly saw how tired you were and suggested the best suggestion ever to be made by him– a snack.

But just a tiny one. 

100 calories max. 

And you had to promise to burn it off later in the week.

But…a little white lie wouldn't hurt anyone right?

“Baby…do I really have to buy this? I can literally hear those candy bars over there calling my name.”

You hold up the protein bar in your hand with a grimace.

“You asked me to keep you in check… I can’t just let you have whatever you want, can I?”

“Sure you can.”

He gives you an unwavering look.

“...but then what’s the point of this?”

You just groan in response when you feel a little bump against your leg.

Looking down, you see a pair of big, teary eyes from a child.

“S-sorry…” Her tiny voice was so cute that you couldn't help but glance up at your husband, heart eyed.

He shakes his head, knowing exactly what you’re thinking, then looks down at the child, who can’t be more than seven.

“Hey kid, where’s your mom at?”

“I-..I dunno…” The child starts crying again, prompting you to kneel down to her level and shoot your boyfriend a look for making her upset.

“Don't worry baby, I'll help you find her, don't mind the big, scary, intimidating, brooding man behind us.”

“Wh- hey!”

“Come on, let's go.” You take the little girl’s hand as she looks around with wide, hopeful eyes.

Walking around with the child, you begin to engage in a conversation, finding that she had a similar niche interest like you. 

It was a perfect distraction for her, especially since her mom is nowhere in sight. Meanwhile, all you husband could do was watch from behind keeping an eye on both of you.

He can’t help but feel a rush of warmth in his chest as he sees you bonding with the girl. It brings him a strange kind of happiness,a desire to witness this moment, to see you with—... no. 

No no no no no.

Is he really considering—he can’t be… can he?

A blush creeps onto his cheeks as the image of you with his child flashes in his mind. Great, he probably looked like a pervert to the unknowing eye!

Kids? Now? You've only been married a month now, he can't just ask for that! Oh, but they way you’re both smiling at eachother right now, you're little giggles, and the child's small hands! He can't take it! Nope! He can't do this anymore!

His thoughts are interrupted when he notices that you’ve both stopped walking, just in time to see the little girl dash toward what appears to be her mother.

“Mommy!!”

She wraps her arms around her mother, who looks immensely relieved to find her daughter safe. The mother bows and thanks you profusely, while you modestly brush off the gratitude.

Later, after the commotion settles, Iwaizumi tosses you a packet of your favorite sweets, which you catch with surprise.

“Really? What for?”

He doesn't reply, only approaching you and leaning forward to plant a kiss on your cheek.

“I'll give you one tonight.”

You gulp slightly at the close proximity of his hot breath practically breathing down your neck. 

“...give me what exactly?”

“My babies,” he reply’s a matter of factly, “pinky promise.”

He links your pinky with his, chuckling at your surprised expression before heading out of the store.

You could only look around confused as you come to gravity with the meaning of his words…i mean it didn't seem that bad- but still! And he had the audacity to walk away like it was nothing?

“Hey! C-come back here, what’s that supposed to mean!”

Is this really baby fever? No. But some of these made me giggle while I was writing them so be happy okay 💔💔 I write for the love of the game vro 🥀🥀

[writingmaz]

Vocabulary • Word List

Hand-to-Hand Combat

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⟼ assault

⟼ attack

⟼ backfist

⟼ batter

⟼ bash

⟼ beat

⟼ bite

⟼ box

⟼ break

⟼ bruise

⟼ charge

⟼ choke

⟼ clobber

⟼ clock

⟼ clout

⟼ crush

⟼ dodge

⟼ ear clap

⟼ elbow strike

⟼ eye strike

⟼ flick

⟼ grapple

⟼ hook

⟼ impact

⟼ injure

⟼ jab

⟼ jump

⟼ kick

⟼ knock

⟼ leap

⟼ lunge

⟼ maul

⟼ mug

⟼ overhand

⟼ pinch

⟼ pound

⟼ pummel

⟼ punch

⟼ push

⟼ scratch

⟼ shove

⟼ slam

⟼ slap

⟼ slug

⟼ smack

⟼ smash

⟼ spar

⟼ strike

⟼ stun

⟼ sucker punch

⟼ swat

⟼ swing

⟼ trap

⟼ trounce

⟼ uppercut

⟼ wallop

⟼ whack

⟼ whale

⟼ whop

⟼ wrestle

[is-dannn]

JOKES ASIDE this is actually sad because I am sure he really just did pick up every summon dog he could until he was on the edge of his chakra resources. Like none of his summons are from breeds meant to fight except for maybe Akino, Uuhei and Bull.

He already had all of his eight dogs while he was tracking Orochimaru and he was ~14 at this point which means he had chosen all his summons while being a literal child. Which also means he acted like a normal child picking random animals on street and taking them home except that he didn’t have parents who are usually against this behaviour :( fuuuck imma cry on this hill

[shewriter]

Writing with Colors

A list of resources to help you describe different colors in your writing.

The Color Thesaurus A collection of infographics that show various shades of different colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Color Reference Chart Another collection of infographics that show various shades of different colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Hair Color Reference Chart A collection of infographics that show various shades of different hair colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Eye Color Reference Chart A collection of infographics that show various shades of blue, brown, and green eye colors, each shade/color labeled by name.

Different Ways to Describe Hazel Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing hazel eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

Different Ways to Describe Green Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing green eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

Different Ways to Describe Blue Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing blue eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

Different Ways to Describe Brown Eyes A list of ideas and suggestions for describing brown eyes. Can be used as prompts or for brainstorming.

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[saintobio]

underground fight club.

↳ iwaizumi hajime x f!reader

— series masterlist.

summary. gym trainer by day, underground fighter by night—Hajime Iwaizumi gives you a front row access to Tokyo’s biggest underground fight club after setting his eyes on you as his shiny new toy. little does he know, you’re there to infiltrate the illegal underground fighting scene with another purpose in mind.

genre. angst, smut, underground fighter au, 18+

fic warnings. dom!iwa, explicit smut, various sexual kinks, profanity, heavy depictions of violence, physical assault, blood/injuries, usage of guns and other weapons, alcohol/intoxication, crimes, police brutality, mentions of traumas, toxic relationships

general masterlist + fanart one + fanart two + ko-fi

+ one + two + three + four + five + six + seven + eight + nine + ten + eleven + twelve +

status: completed

all rights reserved © 2021 saintobio. please do not copy, repost, translate, or modify my works in any platform.

[bedcchem]

18+ iwaizumi x f!reader, illicit affairs (princess au)

knight!iwaizumi who knows it’s so wrong to be feeling this way, to be doing this right now…

but he just can’t bring himself to stop.

“oh, god, princess,” he groans in your ear at the drag of his thick cock in and out of your tight, sopping pussy. his hands grip your plush thighs, his lips pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses against your neck, careful to not leave any marks on your skin.

you gasp, chills running down your spine as his hips roll into yours at a slow, deep pace. “oh, hajime—” you whisper in his ear, your voice soft and saccharine as your lips brush against his lobe.

everything about this is so wrong. you are to marry another man—a wealthy duke—in a week’s time to fulfill your role as the nation’s princess and future queen.

and yet… your heart belongs to another.

“i love you,” you softly whine, your eyes glazed with both pained and pleasured tears.

iwaizumi’s eyes squeeze closed as he feels so damn close… “fuck, princess, i love you too—” he chokes out, “more than anything in this world…”

it seems as if the world is getting smaller, where nothing else matters besides the two of you, pretending that you are not a princess and he is not your guardsman. pretending that this illicit affair couldn’t cost iwaizumi his position and, possibly, his life. pretending that this forbidden love will not taint you—where every other experience you’ll have will just pale in comparison to the way iwaizumi makes you feel…

“hajime—!” you softly cry out, your eyes squeezing shut as everything became so damn tight. and as you fall into the throes of ecstasy, iwaizumi cannot hold himself back any longer, letting out a reserved, strangled groan as he paints your insides a creamy white.

your knight shall always be there. he has sworn an oath to the crown to protect you with his life, his entire being. and even if you must marry another man, you know the true gentleman who has your heart.

the one who holds it in his rough, calloused, armored hands.

a/n: knight!iwaizumi has me in a chokehold istg

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