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You are trapped in an elevator with the person on your lockscreen. Who is it?
Reblog with who you get stuck with~
At the moment, it's a cat.
i'm curious.
what are your favorite / comfort characters, and if known—what's your mbti personality type?
— ❥ Dinner-Night
➻ warnings: nsfw. fingering (in public), i suppose that’s it.
➻ feat.: (timeskip) h. iwaizumi (x fem! reader)
➻ word count: 761 words.
Darkness was already setting in. The restaurant was relatively busy tonight, which was no surprise, considering that it was rather well-known.
A few days earlier, Iwaizumi had asked you if you’d be fine joining dinner with his old teammates. You agreed, quite excited to meet them again as well. It would just be between Oikawa, Mattsun, Iwaizumi, and you.
01:50pm
Satan's room was truly phenomenal.
It seemed as if he had built his own library over time. Being as old as they all are, that's no surprise.
Looking at it as a human, however, it was absolutely fascinating.
The smell of books filled the room. His room held a comforting atmosphere.
You wouldn't mind staying longer. Neither did Satan mind having you stay over longer.
Your interest in books excited him. Surely enough, you found him walking across his room over and over again, pulling out a new book to show you each time.
Explaining what he loved about every book, and why he would recommend reading it. Telling you, that you'd be the only one he'd lend his favorite books to.
11:12pm
The moonlight is shining into the music room, it's nighttime in the Devildom.
Dinner ended about an hour ago, everyone has left already—all of them following their personal interests.
And so did Lucifer. Standing with you in the music room, reaching out his hand for you to hold.
The soft fabric of his gloves feels nice in your palms. Your usually rather cold hands now being met with a comforting warmth.
His hand on your lower back, while the other is guiding you through the room Lucifer happens to be in so often.
He's looking at you like you're the most beautiful thing he has ever witnessed. Wearing an unusual soft smile. He holds your hand gently, enjoying the alone time he is finally able to spend with you.
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Oh my god. I don't know how to explain, but just imagine showing this video to your favorite my hero academia villain. I was thinking of Shigaraki and/or Dabi.
hi hi hi! i um i really like your writing but i'm shy so i'm on anon i hope that is okay! um so if your requests are open could i request aone bokuto daichi and asahi (or at least aone if that is too much i'm sorry!) finding their girlfriend cornered by her ex and how he would get her out of the situation? sorry if i did something wrong but thank you in advance if you write it!!!!!!
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❥ ASAHI The both of you were walking around the town, keeping your way away from crowded places. However, unexpected comes often, and so you were met with your ex-partner. You didn't feel like talking to him, obviously. You were happy, having Asahi by your side. You finally got to be happy, so why would you want to talk to somebody who belongs to your past, not your present, for a reason? As obvious as you were, it got ignored. Shamelessly, he walked up to you, already wearing a unpleasant grin. "Why- hello there," you could feel Asahi tense up next to you. No wonder, considering that he was obviously being completely overlooked. Aiming for you hand, he took it into his and gently pulled you with him, quietly announcing that the two of you had to be somewhere, leaving your ex-partner too stunned to say any more. Whispering a thank you, you could see Asahi softly smile at you. "That was scary."
❥ AONE and you were on a date. It was a lovely day you had spend with your boyfriend. You were standing infront of the café you both just exited, before Aone had to walk right back in, since he accidentally left his keys in there. Waiting for him, you were mindlessly looking at your phone, not paying much attention to your surroundings. That was until you were approached by a not so welcomed person. Your ex and you didn't necessarily parted ways in a awkward way, however, you thought the line you pulled had been clear enough for him to accept. Apparently not. Feeling his hand touch your shoulder left you with a icky feeling spreading inside your body. Surely there was a time you enjoyed his touch- whatsoever that time passed. Your body stiffened, and you were more than glad to see Aone rushing out of the building. Carefully shoving his hand away, Aone stepped beside you, making clear that the two of you belonged together. With widening eyes, your past boyfriend let both his hands position themselves infront of his chest, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you've moved on," he said, before leaving just as quickly as he arrived. "Thank you," in response, Aone lightly gave your hand two squeezed. That meant either 'thank you', or 'you're welcome'- depending on the situation.
❥ DAICHI and you had been walking around the city for a while now, before he excused himself to the restroom. Waiting for him, you looked at your new plushy, smiling. "Is that a penguin?" immediately regonizing the voice, you slowly looked up, being met with your past boyfriend. "Yes, it is," you replied, as much as you didn't want to talk to him- you felt the need to stay polite. Still, you couldn't stop hoping that Daichi would come back quickly. "Looks cute," what kind of conversation was this? God, this was getting awkward. "Thank you." Holding back a relieved sight, as you heard the door behind you open, leaving Daichi stand beside you- analyzing the situation. "And you are?" his question obviously directed to the guy, who just arrived. His expression barely revealing anything. "Oh, I'm sorry. Nobody important, goodbye." "That's what I thought," Daichi mumbled, now turning to you. "Are you alright?" looking at you, worrying about your well-being, he placed both his hands on each side of your waist, drawing soothing circles with his fingers. You quickly nodded, which made him smile at you, nodding, too.
❥ BOKUTO you decided to pick Bokuto up after his practice, adoring how excited he always got. This time was no exception, seeing him practically jogging over to you, joy all over his face. "'missed you," he pouted, pulling you into his embrace. "I think Akaashi is mad at me," you chuckled, seeing Akaashi walking towards you, shaking his head in disbelief. "I'm not mad at you, Bokuto-san. However, the coach is asking for you, so please," Akaashi explained calmly, pointing his hand into the direction of the gym. Bokuto made a sound of displeasure, before telling you to wait, and that he'd be back in no time. Giving him a thumb up, you watched your boyfriend and his best friend walk back into the gym. Feeling a tap on your shoulder, you turned around, looking for the source of it. Seeing your ex-boyfriend wasn't exactly what you were expecting, nor who you were hoping for. "Oh.. Hello." Your voice didn't sound convincing. Yet he didn't seem to bother. "So, have you heard about the dance coming up?" he asked. Your leg grew unsteady, as you unconsciously started tapping your foot against the ground. "I have." For you, this conversation was over. For him, it just started. Seeing his eyes travel behind you, you were praying it was Bokuto. This time, he was actually jogging to you. "'m back," he announced, wrapping his arms around you and placing his head on top of yours. "We have audience?" You couldn't tell if it was a question or not. Registrating it as a Who-Are-You question, your 'audience' stated to be a old friend of yours, which made Bokuto frown in confusion and disbelief. Gathering a look at Bokuto's arms made him gulp, looking for a excuse to leave. When he finally did, Bokuto showered you with kisses, letting his excitement show.
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❥ Valentine-Chocolates
♡ feat : t. aone
♡ warnings: slight angst
Something shattered in him. Although he was somewhat used to it by now, he felt as if something sting in his heart.
He had always loved you from a distance. Watching you, whenever he thought you wouldn't notice. Daydreaming about you, whenever he couldn't look at you. Writing you letters, he knew you'd never receive.
Aone was a silent lover. And sometimes he hated himself for it.
Right now, he did. Seeing how so many guys were walking up to your place, placing valentine chocolates on your desk. He didn't.
It wasn't that he didn't want to. He certainly wanted to, that was safe to say. However, there was no way in hell you'd choose him over all the possibilities you were given.
His gaze traveled to you as you were entering the classroom, walking directly to your desk. You seemed uncomfortable, seeing how many chocolates you received.
Well, there weren't necessarily many chocolates. Nevertheless, it was more than the average student would get. Even though the average probably is close to zero.
Yes, Aone has been in love with you, ever since he first saw you. You had made eye contact a few times- exchanged smiles, even.
Still, Aone wished he could be closer to you. Unfortunately he didn't know how.
A long day of school went by and he was met with volleyball practice.
As he was walking to the gym, he noticed a silhouette standing in the doorframe of the gym, talking to somebody.
Realizing that that silhouette was yours surprised him. Your eyes met him, and you looked at him like you just found what you were looking for.
Smiling at him, you made your way to where he was now standing.
"Hey there! If you don't mind," your hands hid in your bag, searching for something. Pulling out chocolates, Aones expression turned into a stunned one. "Would you accept these?" you asked innocently, still smiling up at him.
He was speechless, to say the least. Quickly nodding, he carefully took the small box you were holding up for him.
This time, he didn't want to let this opportunity go. Thinking that it might be the only one he had. If he only knew what you were thinking.
"Do you want to go out with me?" this might be the most you ever heard him talking. It made you smile again. And Aone thought he found something even greater than you, smiling. You smiling, because of him.
"I would love to," standing on your tippy-toes, you tried to pat his head. After understanding what you were trying to do, he leaned down a little, allowing you to brush your hand through his short hair.
A little smile formed on his lips, as he slowly realized that he finally grew a bit closer to you.
"I'll see you then, Aone." Ready to go, you waved at him. "Takanobu." He corrected, barely able to look at you. "Please." You nodded.
"Enjoy practice, 'Nobu," he certainly didn't expect that. You left already before he noticed that he didn't have your number. How was he supposed to contact you?
You left, knowing, that the box contained not only chocolates but your number.
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It's kind of ironic.
My sister has me saved as 'Saltshaker' on her phone. My, pretty much only, friend has me saved as 'Female Tsukishima'. I'm picking up my glasses tomorrow (this is no joke).
It's kind of sad. My top-kin is Akaashi, yet I'm more often referred to as Tsukishima.
Back hugging them out of nowhere
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turn around to see who's hugging them. their face immediately changes from sceptical to loving when they see that it is you. smiling at you softly and turn around to hug you back. arms wrapped around each other, they might rest their cheek on your head, closing their eyes so they can fully enjoy being in your arms and having you in their embrace.
↳ akaashi, kita, aran, osamu, iwaizumi, kawanishi, asahi.
their mood instantly rises, once they register that it's you hugging them. asks you about your day, how you are, if you'd like to cuddle, and much more. you can tell they're excited. hugs you tightly, seemingly not having the slightest intention of letting you go any time soon. might spin you around a little, as well.
↳ tendou, bokuto, hinata, nishinoya, koganegawa, sugawara.
perhaps says something like "clingy today, are we?" but hugs you anyway. maybe give you headpats as well, but they rather ruffle your hair, so they mock you at least a little. laughs when you start pouting or cursing. it was their plan all along. still, they enjoy getting hugged by suprised once in a while, although they'd never say that out loud.
↳ matsukawa, oikawa, tsukishima, konoha, futakuchi.
their facial expression barely says anything. they look either stoic or suprised. possibly sends you a little smile, barely noticeable if you wouldn't know them. turn their body a bit to the side, so they can gently stroke your hair. you won't get much of a reaction, yet you can be sure that they enjoy every touch they get from you. they'll maybe ask if you're all right, or send you a questioning expression instead.
↳ kageyama, aone, ushijima.
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Your Eyes, Keiji.
The intensity of your stare made Akaashi nervous.
It seemed as you didn't notice that you were staring. You were long lost in your head, daydreaming while staring at him.
He didn't know why you were zoning out. Thinking, that it might be a sign of you feeling unwell, he decided to confront you about it.
Moving his hand infront of your face, he said your name. The tone he said it in didn't help at all. It only contrasted his eyes, the eyes you currently lost yourself in.
It should've been a study date like meeting. Who would've thought his eyes had the same effect as a trap.
Breaking out of your daydream, you were met with a confused and worried expression. "Oh, hey." Akaashi sighted in relief.
"Are you alright?" His question led to you being the confused one. Why wouldn't you be? Drowning in the depth of his eyes was a fenomenal experience.
"Yes. Why wouldn't I be?" You had his full attention. Probably his full curiosity and confusion as well. "Zoning out can be a sign of stress, sleep deprivation and distraction," he explained.
"No, that wasn't the case," you smiled slightly, moved by his thoughtfulness. Keiji had always been very thoughtful, he might be known for that. Yet, it never failed to make your heart jump a little. "Well, the latter might actually be."
He turned his head a little to the side. "What do you mean by that?" He still held his pen, while his hands were placed on his homework, motionless.
"Your eyes, Keiji. They're beautiful." Finally, he understood. He was glad that you seemed to be alright. He looked down, a flush of decent pink covering his cheeks.
"Oh, so that's it.. Thank you," looking back in your eyes, he smiled at you. And almost, you lost yourself again. Those damn eyes.
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Hypothetically.. Is it narcissistic to simp for your (highest) kin?
08:11 pm.
Ushijima never thought that he'd be one to make something other than volleyball his priority. Sure, he wanted to have a wife and kids someday, but having somebody by his side already came as a suprise to him.
He thought that a relationship might come with too many responsibilities, considering that he was a pro volleyball player.
At first, he was sceptical about starting a relationship this early. However, with wingman Tendou talking him into it, he decided to give it a try.
And here he was, holding your hand while walking down the aisle, getting everything the two of you needed. He held the shopping basket, while you were looking down onto the shopping list the two of you wrote, before leaving for the grocery store.
He adored how small you looked next to him. Sometimes, he'd catch himself staring- he just couldn't get enough of that sight.
Although Ushijima thought a relationship would weigh him down, it was actually the opposite. After meeting you, he realized that it felt more like a reward.
Maybe it would make a weird example to say that you were his charger. Whenever he came to your place after a match, or a stressful week in general, he'd find himself feeling relaxed and relieved whenever he spend time with you.
And this was a feeling he'd never want to lose.
Of course, he noticed that a relationship, indeed, came with responsibilities. In the end, it's still a bound between people. But it came with responsibilities, he was more than willing to take.
Insisting to pay, since it was mostly his stuff, he took out his wallet. For a brief moment he looked at the picture of you, which he had in his wallet. It was one of his favorite pictures. The picture was taken by Tendou. You were cheering Ushijima on, not noticing Tendou taking a picture of you.
It was taken slightly from the behind. The back of your head was visible, as well as the left side of your face. You wore a huge smile, mouth wide open. You looked to joyfull, it never failed to make him smile. Neither did it this time.
After paying, the two of you walked out of the store. Ushijima was holding the bag in one hand, holding the other towards you, so you'd take his hand into yours again.
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You're perfect for him.
♡ feat: t. oikawa
♡ genre: angst and fluff mixed
♡ warnings: some cursing and self-doubt - genderneutral
"The fuck would you have to be afraid of, Shittykawa?" Iwaizumi said, walking down the stairs.
"They're perfect for you, aren't they?" He was right. You were perfect for him, indeed. And he was afraid of what might happen if he'd just give in. Ask you out, be with you.
"They are," he hesitantly started. "And I'm afraid I might change them." He confessed, looking down at the floor. He didin't want to be the reason for you changing. He didin't want you to change for him in any way, possibly thinking that you weren't good enough for him.
Because you were. And you were so much more than that.
He couldn't help the butterflies rising in his stomach everytime he saw you. Everytime you'd smile his mind would go on standby, internally taking a screenshot.
"Also," he started again, grumbling about Iwaizumi's words. "I'm afraid of hurting them." He was. He didn't want you to ever feel hurt because of all the fangirls gossiping around him. He never wanted you to feel like you weren't his priority, because he was certain that you were.
You were his number one. But he wasn't sure if you'd ever get to know that.
"You know," Iwaizumi stopped walking, looking at him. "I don't know shit about love, and all that. But I think you'll feel worse if you don't try." He was right. Oikawa knew that.
Oikawa also knew, that he shouldn't question everything that could possibly happen. Iwaizumi was right. He had to try before giving up. And after playing volleyball for so long, Oikawa could facepalm himself for not thinking of that earlier.
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lay down with me for a bit.
♡ t. aone x reader
♡ no warnings, just fluff.
after having a long day at work, aone was more than happy to finally come home to you.
things felt harder than usual that day. nothing seemed to go his way and everything was stressing him out. he was glad when his shift ended, and he was excited to go home.
trying to get his key into the keyhole, he failed. his hands were growing shaky and his nervousness kept growing. that was until the door was pulled open.
you stood infront of him, opening the door for him to come inside your shared home. but aone didin't want to just go inside. he really just wanted to hold you.
and so he left no time go wasted, quickly walking up to you, already open-armed.
it catched you by suprise, but you were glad to give him the comfort he was looking for, tangling your arms thought his, and pulling him in for a loving hug.
"'nobu, let's lock the door, shall we?" you questioned after a while of hugging each other. he hummed, slowly letting go of you, just so he could wait for you to hug him some more.
you helped him to pull of his jacket, telling him that there was food in the kitchen. but the food could wait.
it might have ready tu red into some kind of routine that you'd always walk into the living room, waiting for aone to lay down with you, whenever he had a tough day.
this time was no exception. already sitting on the couch, you tapped beside you, waiting for aone to walk up to you.
easing himself out of his shoes, he made his way straight to where you were waiting for him, carefully laying down with you, placing his head on your chest.
hearing your heart beat never failed to calm him. he'd close his eyes, while you would tell him about anything that came to your mind. you liked to gently scratch his skull while rambling on whatever you read, or experienced that day.
hearing your chuckles hall through your chest somehow made him happy. he felt close to you. and he liked feeling that way. he was glad, about not having to talk, or explain everything that went wrong.
hearing you talk instead, was something he was more than grateful for. he would consider himself to be the luckiest man alive, even.
you were always treating him so kindly, warmly, and gentle. you treated him in a way that no one else could. and he felt about you in a way, he didn't want to feel about anyone else, ever.
he sometimes would drift off, and so would you. waking up a few hours later, just to heat up his food again, and go to bed soon after.
he was so glad, that he finally got to go to bed with you every night, holding you throughout your sleep, and waking up with you every morning. there was nothing more he could wish for.
as long as you were there, he had everything he needed.
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