the thing is, i'm still working on how i would like to see this blog in the future. including what projects would be uploaded here and what-not. so, while waiting for a miracle *wink*wink*, send me request that includes the character of your choice plus whatever prompt you want.
rules
so... we're gonna set boundaries here. to create a safe space for everyone, i will not be posting any smut or dead dove: do not eat content here. BUT! i will DEFINITELY be writing more... ANGST in the near future.
anyway, on to the rules!
please refrain from sending requests that:
contains specific race. (i'm a bit uncomfortable writing about races that i cannot represent well enough.)
contains a specific political stand. (again, i'd love to build a safe space for everyone. one where everyone can escape the harsh realities of life.)
contains any religious stance. (bhie, i haven't gone to church for more than a year now. need i say more?)
contains sexual content. (again, there will be a separate blog for that.)
what to send in:
fluff, angst, drabble, one shot, timestamps, au, anything as long as they won't breach my hard 'no-no's'.
want to read a story with a neurodivergent reader interacting with your fave character? g! it might take time, but hey, i'll try to research the safe terms that wouldn't offend anyone.
want to read more fluffs that contains x characters that interacts with their children or children in general? i got you covered!
want to read a story about x character dying in their beloved partner-in-crime reader's arms? oh, tell me all about it.
again as long as it doesn't cross the no-no's, we're good.
if you have no idea where to get the prompts, i'll link some below. i'll try to look for my fave ones! hehe!
looking forward to see your requests!
oh, before i forget.
YOU CAN SEND ANONYMOUS ASKS!
characters i'd love to write about:
here's the list for the characters and series that i can write about.
HAIKYUU!!
GENSHIN IMPACT
NIJISANJI EN LIVERS
WEBTOON DADDIES HAHAHAHAHA in another episode of exposing myself on the internet
Can i request where reader sees Millie/Elira/Enna (choose ur favorite bc im indecisive) kissing the other girls on an off collab so reader gives them the silent treatment out of jealousy?
i was planning to write for all three of them.
MILLIE PARFAIT
You’re used to it. Or at least, you should’ve been. However, seeing her with Elira kissing each other on the lips (a mere smack) still gets under your skin sometimes.
“Bye guys! Bye!” she cheerfully said after reading several akasupas. She stretched her arms as she turned her chair towards your direction. “Hugs? Spare hugs?”
You ignored her whine as you continued to do what you were doing.
When her gaming chair squeaked, it was only a matter of time until she sneaked up next to you
She didn’t fail to meet your expectations.
“Hey, spare hugs?” she asked, her arms tightly wrapped around your waist. “I need my love to recharge…”
“Mhm…”
She loosened her embrace around you.
“You’re mad about something.”
“No. I’m just… I just need to finish this.”
“Washing already washed dishes. Nice.” She took the plate from your hand. “Come on. Spill.
You sighed.
“You’ll laugh at me.”
Millie only looked up at you with raised eyebrows. “Uh-huh. Try me.”
“I… I got jealous of Elira, okay?” you tried to keep your gaze away from Millie, but she was persistent. “I know I should be used to it by now, but—”
“I’m sorry.” She held your hand while looking at you. “What you felt is valid and I’m at fault. Sorry.”
You purse your lips before wrapping your arms around her, nuzzling your face against her shoulder.
details: angst; iwaizumi x reader; fantasy au; unrequited love; drabble :)
"we grew up together. i always have seen you more like a sibling than anything else."
you were rooted in place as soon as those words left his lips. everyone, including you, believed that you'll eventually be with him. your father and even your brother approved of your potential relationship with him.
he was even smiling during those discussions! so... what exactly is happening right now?
“please, accept my sicerest apologies if i made you misunderstood my feelings towards you. i apologize if i ever lead you on, but...” he sighed. “i already have someone in heart... and you can never replace her.”
“o-oh...” you replied, covering your lips as you let out a chuckle. “is that... is that so?”
tears began streaming down your cheeks. you tried to keep them from coming, but not even your gloved hand, nor the handkerchief could stop it.
“why am i like this? i... i'm happy for you! i'm truly happy for you but why... i need to smile...” you began to ramble like a madman.
iwaizumi stood in front of you, looking helpless as he could neither pull you close to him, nor console you with words. not when he's the reason behind your tear-stained cheeks.
“please call greta for me,” you told him with shaky voice. “she... she'll know what to do...”
his guilt tripled after hearing the name of your lady-in-waiting: the person who owns his affection from the first time they met—someone you trust.
“hajime?”
he took a breath before bowing his head deeply.
you stood there in confusion. until you recalled what you've said moments ago.
“oh... haha... hahaha!” your cackle echoed the empty hallway. he watched as you walk away from him.
“your highness...”
“you're dismissed.”
“your—”
“be well, young lord.”
his body stiffened before lowering his head towards your direction. “understood.”
not long after, a war broke out. leaving the castle in shambles and the long history of your family's bloodline was eradicated from the face of the kingdom.
Do you know how Pomu has a bad spice tolerance? What if fem reader is like eating something spicy and Pomu kisses her as a tease then starts having a really bad time with the spice
02:16 — something spicy
ah, yes. the good ol' sice intolerance. hahaha! enjoy reading!
“I'LL NEVER KISS YOU AGAIN,” Pomu Rainpuff, one of the most chaotic person to ever exist in the world, declared while mending her swollen lips.
You grinned while watching her hold a carton of milk like her entire being depends on it. In a way, it is what she need the most at that moment. But in your defense, it wasn't your fault.
Not entirely.
Unfortunately for Pomu, the rising trend that involves eating spicy food has–somewhat–made you curious. So, during while she was streaming, you decided to do a quick trip to the nearest grocery store and purchased everything that you need for a spicy ramen with melted cheese.
As soon as you get home, you headed straight to the kitchen and made the concoction that could potentially screw your stomach and Pomu's entire being afterwards.
Unfortunately, your gut-feeling was spot on.
Because right after her stream, she suddenly sat next to you, cupped your cheeks, before pressing her lips against yours. You tried to push her away, but before you even do so, you found yourself in a full make-out session with her.
That lasted for couple of seconds before she pushed you away.
“I'm sorry for eating something spicy?” you said while savoring the last bits of the ramen you've made. “It was as tasty as they said it'll be so it's worth it, I guess?”
She turned her head away while her arms were crossed against her chest.
You tried to approach her, holding her hand to pull her close to you. But she was still sulking.
“I'm sorry, love.” You moved closer to her before you were finally able to hold her hand. “Tell me, how can I make it up to you? Hm?”
“There's an upcoming event for Metal Gear...”
You smiled.
“Oh... about that...”
“Yeah? What is it?”
“I may or may not have prepared something for you that's related to that event.”
Her eyes widened.
“No way...” she whispered before squealing while jumping around.
But her happy dance was interrupted by a crispy sound.
Lo and behold, just right beneath her feet lies a black packaging that you've both seen online for a couple of times.
A single pack of the spiciest chip you could ever find.
“...look, let me explain—”
note: i screwed up. i don't know why i can't edit the previous post on my mobile app. but still, i hope anon still enjoyed this one.
Do you know how Pomu has a bad spice tolerance? What if fem reader is like eating something spicy and Pomu kisses her as a tease then starts having a really bad time with the spice
02:16 — something spicy
ah, yes. the good ol' sice intolerance. hahaha! enjoy reading!
“I'LL NEVER KISS YOU AGAIN,” Pomu Rainpuff, one of the most chaotic person to ever exist in the world, declared while mending her swollen lips.
You grinned while watching her hold a carton of milk like her entire being depends on it. In a way, it is what she need the most at that moment. But in your defense, it wasn't your fault.
Not entirely.
Unfortunately for Pomu, the rising trend that involves eating spicy food has–somewhat–made you curious. So, during while she was streaming, you decided to do a quick trip to the nearest grocery store and purchased everything that you need for a spicy ramen with melted cheese.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME was someone you look up to. He was considerate and knows how to take care of the people around him. Someone that even the teachers can rely on.
He’s an admirable person that you didn't even wonder why he’s always surrounded by people—especially your fellow students.
When you heard that there was an available spot in the volleyball team as a manager, you immediately took off and tried your luck.
But who would've thought that this would take you several hours before actually managing to stand in front of table where the coach and the members were at.
Once you met the gaze of the team's coach, you stood frozen on the spot. You could feel the forming of cold sweat on your forehead, but you tried to remain calm.
“See you tomorrow,” Coach Irihata said before calling the attention of one of the reserve players.
Your body shook before you even managed to respond to what the coach had said.
EVER SINCE THAT DAY, you were able to spend most of your free time with the team. You were there to assist them with menial task, and you were also there to cheer them up after their match with Shiratorizawa.
“We're almost at the end of the line,” Oikawa suddenly said while your friend group was walking you home. “What are your plans?”
“Oi, Oikawa, are you nervous?” Maki joked.
“You're not scared of Ushijima, are you?” Mattsun added while grinning.
“Leave me alone!” Oikawa began before ranting about how much he loathed ‘those geniuses.’
You watched the three of them from behind as they create ruckus in a quiet street. Although it was already nighttime, you weren't that worried to stay behind them.
All thanks to him. Hajime.
“Now that I think about it, have you finally decided the course you'll be taking in college?”
You glanced at him.
“Well, I'm not sure yet,” you responded. “How about you? Will you still be playing in college?”
He looked at you with a smile.
“I think I'm going overseas. I'm not sure though if I'll be playing in a competitive level, but I am sure that I won’t abandon this game.”
“I wonder what would happen to us in the future.” You both look at the three dorks walking ahead of you two. “Especially since that guy who's deadset on following his idol overseas.”
“Hm... I wonder too.”
SEVERAL YEARS LATER, you found yourself in a bar, sitting in a stool while watching the match between Hajime and Oikawa.
As the announcers were introducing the players who might turn the tides during the game, they started to mention some information that touched the sore spots in your team’s heart.
You chuckled while listening to Maki and Yahaba's response.
Who would've thought that Iwaizumi would become the trainer of Japan's National Volleyball Team?
“Ah... you still have that sparkling eyes,” Maki pointed out, making everyone in your group turn to you. “He's been here for awhile now, but you still haven't told him yet?”
“Oh, what's this? Is manager looking at a certain trainer that barely got his own screentime?” Mattsun added with a grin.
“Leave me alone you two.”
You lifted the mug of beer, a poor attempt in hiding your embarrassment.
When did they caught on? You were sure that you were able to hide your feelings towards Hajime for so long. You were keeping yourself in check for years.
So, how...?
“I won't spoil anything, but... I don't think anything could go wrong if you tell him about your feelings.”
You look at Maki who kept his gaze on the screen.
“He's not that dense, you know.”
For some reason, their words started to make sense.
“I-Is that why he's avoiding me?” you asked, looking at Maki, then at Mattsun. “I messed up, didn't I? Oh no...”
Before you know it, you were already on your way back to the hotel where you're staying at with the rest of your friend group.
Maki and Mattsun, feeling guilty and responsible for your drunkenness, decided to stay with you. Making sure that you won't do anything stupid.
“What will I do if Iwaizumi push me away? Should I change everything? My face, my name? But I like my name!”
Unfortunately for them, you were that kind of drunk.
“This is why I told you to stop them from drinking too much.”
You weren't sure if you're tripping, but you could hear his stern voice in your room. You tried to stsy still as you hide underneath the blanket, but Iwaizumi already know where you are.
He also watched you hide underneath the blanket.
“They're a mess when they're this drunk.” Then, you heard him sigh. “Let me get some things. I'll take care of them.”
However, before he could even take a step further, you began to wail.
“Waaaaah! He really hates me now... What should I do? He's leaving me behind...”
You were more than just a mess.
“Hajime don't leave! I don't like you anymore. I... hic... promise...” you shouted while sobbing.
Hajime sighed while shaking his head.
“I'll take care of her,” he told the two before walking towards you.
The mattress near where you were sitting on dipped. With swollen eyes, you looked at him.
“Ha... jime...”
“Silly,” he whispered as he wiped your tear-stained cheeks with his rough fingertips. “I told you to stay sober until after the game, but you didn't listen.”
You look down on your fingers, but Hajime was quick to cup your cheeks and made you meet his gaze.
“You probably don't know how much I like you.”
Your heart flutter.
“From that moment you sheltered those kittens on that rainy afternoon, to the day you started to stay with us through all those ups and downs as our manager...”
Tears began to form in your eyes once again.
“My feelings only grew over the years. Even during those years when I was studying in the US. You were the only one in my heart all these years.”
You started to wipe your own tears, but it seems like your tearducts have no intention of stopping those tears from running down your cheeks.
“I thought I was the only one who felt that way...” you sobbed.
Once again, you heard him chuckled before feeling his warm embrace around you.
“Silly,” he said. “But I love all these little things about you.”
“hey...” you jolted as soon as you heard his raspy voice. sakusa raised his hand while chuckling. “i didn't know you're the jumpy type.”
he walked towards your side before placing a quick kiss on the top of your hair.
“why didn't you tell me you're coming back? i could've gone to the airport.”
he stood straight before taking off his clothes one after another.
“hmm... first of all, it's really late now. it's dangerous for someone as gorgeous as you to come outside just to see me. second, there was quite a crowd at the airport that we could barely make it out. i'm not sure how they've managed to slip in, but it happened. third, well... i just want to surprise you.”
you raised your brow. after spending several years with him, you learned that he loves to surprise someone—and prank them at the same time.
“...hm?”
you followed him to the bathroom while he sits inside the tub. you pulled one of the chairs inside and look at his beautiful eyes.
he chuckled. “you see, while we were overseas, i came across a video where they gaslit their friend into thinking that he's been comatosed for years.”
you giggled while shaking your head. this crazy dork.
“and how were you planning to do that to me?”
his eyes met your gaze before grinning.
“i'll try to sleep next to you without waking you up, but if you do, i'll pretend that i just woke up and have never left in the first place.”
you frowned.
“that's mean.”
“how is it mean?”
you fiddled with your fingers, refusing to say a word about how you felt while he was away. the emptiness you've felt while lying on your shared bed by yourself.
“nothing. don't mind me.”
with your response, he stood up without bothering to cover his lower half before walking towards you.
he reached for a spare towel and placed it on the floor before kneeling in front of you.
“hey, look at me, love.” he cupped your cheeks, forcing you too meet his gaze. “please tell me how i upset you.”
tears began to escape your eyes.
“you've been away for months. i've been waiting for you to come home. and... and...” you sobbed. “thinking about how you would've pretended that it never happened... it... felt so wrong...”
kiyoomi wrapped his arms around you, rubbing his hand against your back. you were upset, but it was enough to calm you.
“i'm sorry for making you feel that way,” he whispered before kissing your shoulder. “how can i make it up to you?”
you mumbled. he pulled away and look at you once again.
“hm? i didn't catch that.”
“date...” you whispered before meeting his gaze. “let's go on a date tomorrow? we could have an outdoor date or indoor date. i don't mind just lying on the couch. as long as i spend it with you.”
kiyoomi smiled.
“i'd love that.” he nodded before leaning in for a kiss.
tsukishima fiddled with his fingers while avoiding your gaze. he rubbed the back of his neck while looking at the lamp post few feet away from you.
“are you really inviting me over at your place?”
he pursed his lips as he nodded his head.
after almost six months of dating while taking everything slow, he's finally ready to share his safe space with you. both of you are finally starting to lower your guard around each other; ready to take your relationship to a-whole-nother level.
“um... so, uh... should i bring something over? i mean, should we pick up something to eat before...” you let out a nervous laugh before looking at him. “i've never done this before.”
tsukishima looked into your eyes with a smile. He grabbed your hand before pressing his lips againdt your knuckles.
“we could grab something to eat or we could just order later.” he held your hand closer to his chest. “we could also eat first then head straight to my place.”
“that sounds awesome!” you said before looking at the well-lit street you're taking. “we could do the former if you're not that hungry yet, the latter if you are.”
“you're not hungry yet?”
you shook your head. “after hearing your invitation, i feel like i'm all full.”
you wouldn't trade the moment you were sharing with tsukishima at the moment for anything else.
GRUMBLE
or maybe you'd trade your stomach for a full one.
“let's eat first, then!” he said after chuckling. “we could grab some snacks afterwards.”
“sorry 'bout that...” you murmured while nuzzling your face against his arm.
you felt his warm hand against your cheek before he tilted your head up. he pressed a warm kiss against your forehead with a smile.
“don't worry about it,” he reassured.
“thank you, kei-kun.”
“you're always welcome, love.”
you continued to walk towards the bustling street where several restaurants are lined up on both sides.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME began to question his life as soon as he obliged to your request. You played a video from his phone, one where the dad massages the baby's stomach in an attempt to let the gas out. You played the said video for several times, until your stomach began to hurt itself.
He sighed as he look at your exposed abdomen before meeting your anticipating eyes. Hajime accepted all of your weirdness, embraced it even! But this case is a bit different.
“I will only do this once!” he remarked making you nod with eagerness. “You're lucky I love you.”
You grinned before pursing your lips. “I love you too.”
He kissed your lips before starting to massage your stomach. He mimicked how the dad in the video do it.
“It's like kneading a dough.”
“Hey!” you shouted before giggling. “Your hands are warm...”
Hajime grinned before patting your stomach. “Focus, silly.”
He pushed your legs upwards multiple times, but to no avail, your stomach remains gassy.
“Bicycle, bicycle, bicycle,” he, once again, mimicked the dad in the video before pushing your legs up.
As your thighs pressed against your abdomen, a crisp sound almost echoed the room as you ripped the loudest fart you've heard from yourself.
Hajime let your legs go before falling on top of you.
“I'm dead.”
You laughed while trying to push his heavy weight from your body. But he stayed still before peppering kisses on your shoulders, chest, and face.
“I love you... you know that, right?”
You grinned before kissing his lips. As soon as he pulled away, you look at him and smiled once again.
kozume kenma was a force to be reckon with. from the moment he bump into you while walking the streets as he plays with his switch, to the day you became part of nekoma boys' volleyball team's manager; kenma never, not even once, failed to frown at you.
“why does he hate me so much?” you asked kuroo while tidying up the towels they used during their practice. “i never nagged him whenever he's playing while walking—which is dangerous, by the way.”
kuroo chuckled before ruffling your hair. “he doesn't hate you.”
“but he doesn't like me either?” you asked while fixing your hair.
“he's just not used to other people that much. it'll take time, but don't worry too much. he'll eventually approach you like the cat that he is.”
and for some reason, the next day, kenma finally acknowledged your existence!
“good morning,” his smooth voice shook your entire being. it was the first time he spoke directly to you. “are you okay?”
“yes? no!” flustered, you shook your head rapidly. “i mean, i'm fine! thank you for asking.”
he snickered. you thought your mind was probably playing some tricks on you, but when you turned to him while slightly covering his lips, you knew that what you heard was real.
kozume kenma just snickered. at you. for a silly reason, yes. but still! you'll take it as a win!
you both walk towards your classroom while he plays with his switch. “um, good morning to you too, kenma-san.”
“just kenma,” he said in a quiet voice. “we're in the same year.”
your mind stopped functioning for a few seconds before a grin appears on your lips.
“kenma...” you repeated while your heart continues to race. but he suddenly stopped walking.
he turned to you before looking up at the sign above the doorway.
“oh...” you muttered, disappointed for the short-lived moment.
“i'll see you later,” he said with a smile.
your breathing hitched.
“see... see you later!” you responded.
you quickly entered your classroom before sprinting towards your seat.
AKAASHI KEIJI is usually calm and collected. He always think three steps ahead and has several backup plans in case something goes wrong. Some would say he's stoic, almost emotionless—until he became a dad.
Although he's busy with several projects at hand, he never failed to pay attention to his family. He's a dedicated husband and a doting father to his son. To strengthen his bond with his child, he requested to have a dedicated day for them to bond.
However, during one of those days, something inevitable happened: your son's first vaccination.
It was an event you wanted to spend with them, but you were also stuck at your workplace where heaps of tasks awaits you.
“will he be fine? i've read several articles online and also asked some of my colleagues about their children's first vaccination, but i don't think it prepared me enough...”
the doctor and her assistant smiled as they prepare the materials they'll use for this session. the doctor explained the process and gave him an idea of what might happen afterwards.
keiji nodded his head while listening attentively to her response. his son, atsuki, has always been a calm child just like his dad—and sometimes, it makes you and akaashi worry about him.
“ah... i can't look...” he whispered while keeping atsuki's right arm from flailing around. “i'm so nervous...”
atsuki tried to turn his head towards the doctor, but her assistant was quick to keep his head in place.
“he'll be fine,” the doctor responded calmly while applying holding the syringe close to your son's arm. she insert the needle in his chubby arm while the assistant hands over a plaster towards the doctor.
the deafening silence was ended when atsuki began to wail. akaashi kissed the top of his head while soothing his back.
“it's okay...”
akaashi himself couldn't stop his own tears from falling after hearing him wail in pain. “it's for your own good, atsu-kun,” he whispered while peperring the top of your son's hair with featherlight kisses.
“one vaccine done.”
akaashi looked at the doctor, terrified. his slowly calming heart began to race. “there's more?!”
“it's the last one... today, at least.”
he was horrified.
needless to say, you both agreed to make time whenever your son's getting vaccinated. because neither of you has to go through all that alone.
the silence in your room as you watch another movie from kiyoomi's watchlist made the mood cozier and more intimate.
you rest your back against the headboard while sat between your legs; leaning his body against your chest as you play with his hair.
you even placed some gentle kisses against his temple which made him turn his head towards you—showing you how a kiss should be like.
sakusa would smile between each kisses before nuzzling his face against the crook of your neck. you could feel his warm breath against your skin as he breathes calmly.
then, he would look up at you while grinning before planting a quick kiss on your lips before looking back at the tv screen.
he would hold your hand throughout the movie while kissing your knuckles during some scenes that made his heart flutter.
no words were needed to explain what you both feel during that time—because the warmth and intimacy between the two of you was enough to know how you both feel for each other.
