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22:27 — Gojou Satoru

Haikyuu!! Characters When They Get Confessed To — Miya Atsumu, Kuroo Tetsuro

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Mahn changing themes is HARD

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Baked with Love

Nanami Kento x Reader

Genre: fluff, light angst

Warnings: lots of bread

"Welcome!" Your chirped as the door to your bakery opened with a chime. It was the blond man, and as always he was right on time-exactly 7:45 in the morning.

You smiled and bowed to the man. "I already have your order ready, Mister."

Surprise flashed across his face for a moment before his lips curved up into a smile. "I guess I have become a regular here, huh?"

You nodded and placed a loaf of brioche wrapped in parchment paper. The man pulled out his wallet and paid the exact amount of money. He always seemed to carry the exact amount of change with him. He nodded a goodbye at you and made his way out of the bakery.

"Thank you. Please visit again," you said though you knew he would be there tomorrow at the same time, buy the same bread and carry the same amount of money for the bread.

The rest of your day passed by as usual. When you had no customers to tend to, your mind drifted to the blond man. You wondered what he did for work, but by his looks you assumed he was a salary-man. The lines on his face, which made him all the more handsome, made you think he was quite old. What if he is married? What if he has kids?

Curiosity boiled in your mind, making it difficult to think about anything else other than him. You wanted to know more about him. What was his favorite color? Did he go to college? Where does he work? You wanted to know more and more and more and-

Ding!

The sound of the doorbell ringing snapped you violently out of your thoughts. You quickly collected yourself and greeted the customer. After the customer was gone, you mentally scolded yourself for overthinking about that man and zoning out during work.

But did he think of you too?

The thought left a bitter taste in your mouth. You were a nobody. Just the owner of the bakery that he liked to frequent. The two of you didn't even know each other's names. You shook your head and decided not to think of him anymore. It was futile and you knew your stupid feelings would never be reciprocated.

Next day, the man arrives again-7:45 sharp, and neither a minute early nor late. You greet him as usual, ignoring the pang in your heart. You had his order packed and ready. He paid and turned around to leave.

However, he stopped right in front of the door and hesitated. You cocked your head in confusion but before you could ask him anything, he turned around, cleared his throat and spoke.

"Are you, perhaps, free this weekend?"

Your mouth fell open in confusion and when you spoke, you were a stuttering mess. "Yes, of course!"

You mentally kicked yourself for sound too eager. You looked at him and noticed that he looked slightly pleased with himself. The pink dusting the tips of ears doesn't go unnoticed by you.

"How about we meet at the restaurant down the street for lunch?"

He spoke slowly, in a way one would speak so as to not mess up the words. His eyes bore into you, waiting for an answer and not breaking eye contact. You were never one to hold one's gaze for so long but something about him made you want to look at him more and more. You found yourself drifting into his eyes, the color of sweet, sweet honey.

You sputtered when you realized you had to answer his question. "Oh! Yeah, why not! How about this Sunday? The bakery will be closed, so.."

You drifted off, hoping he would agree. Why wouldn't he agree when he asked you out? You silently groaned at your stupidity. You could not believe that the man had asked you out. After weeks of secretly pining and convincing yourself that he didn't even know you much less like you, you were truly and utterly shocked. You dug your nails into your palm to confirm you were not dreaming.

He nodded and his shoulders slightly drooped, like he had just put down a heavy load. "Alright," he said, walking towards the door. "I'll see you on Sunday."

"Wait!" You called out for him. He turned his head around to look at you and raised an eyebrow, his honey-brown eyes focused solely on your face.

"W-What's your name?"

He smiled. A real smile. A smiled wide enough to make his eyes crinkle at the corners and make him look so much more younger.

"Nanami Kento."

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reached a 100 followers!! thank you everyone for your support <3 will try my best to write stuff you will all like ♡

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Dating Headcanons

Jujutsu Kaisen

Nobara and Maki's here

Itadori and Megumi's here

Sukuna and Naoya's here

☆ Gojo Satoru ☆

First of all, all the best. You really need it.

He's a menace.

Will wake you up at 3am and ask you stuff like "Do you think bugs will take over the world someday? They're tiny but I'm really scared of them."

"Satoru what the actual fu-?"

He would mostly only date someone if he was 100% sure that they could protect themselves or if he could be there for them.

But if he did start liking someone seriously, he would not cheat. He has found the one and there is no reason to drive them away.

He acts happy and carefree in front of others but in front of his lover he crumbles.

He's able to be weak for once and cry and cry and cry. please hug him, he deserves it.

Sometimes he gets really whiny and cuddly and won't let you go even if you both cuddled for the whole day.

"I got you some souvenirs from my mission!"

You take him to meet your parents and he manspreads the entire couch. So, your dad has to bring a chair from the dining table and sit on it. Asks your dad stupid questions to annoy him. "Why can't we just print more money?" everyone pretends not to notice the TV remote chucked at him

Flirts with your grandma. She loves him.

Eats the dessert your mom made and only the dessert. Your dad has to warn him about diabetes. i wonder if he has a lot of cavities

Your mom and grandma really love him but your dad hates his guts.

He's just a 6'3 tall babie who likes sweets and you :)

☆ Geto Suguru ☆

When I tell you this man is boyfriend, husband and baby daddy material.

He is THE man. The only man ever. gojo you lucky lucky man

Treats you SO WELL that you start thinking he's imaginary 'cause no way anybody is THIS perfect.

This is the Geto Suguru before defecting btw.

Never forgets any of the important dates like your birthday, your mom's birthday etc etc

"Hey, isn't it your second cousin's dog's birthday today?"

Lots of friendly banter. He looooves giving you silly little nicknames. He looks at you lovingly and goes, "My little tolerable monkey" jkjk

He's a human heater. Always warm no matter the weather. You wouldn't even need a blanket when you sleep next to him. He will put his arm and leg around you and snuggle his face in your hair.

You weren't scared at all to introduce him to your parents. He instantly becomes your family's favorite and they forget about you and keep Geto forever :(

Helps your mom in cooking dinner, setting the table and washing the dishes. Helps your dad to fix the light bulb and engages him in deep conversations.

Helps you wash your hair when you're feeling too tired. Will also cook you your favorite food and try to cheer you up.

Sometimes he gets really angry during arguments but he always makes sure to think things over and apologize if he said something hurtful to you. He makes sure the issue is solved and that the both of you are happy.

The best boyfriend to ever boyfriend. except he became evil and died

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Hi, I love your heartbroken Haikyuu character stuff But do you think you can write me a scenario where the characters receive a really sweet confession or confess to someone? You can pick any characters you want. Also thanks for existing. I absolutely love your blog!

ohmigoshhh you're so sweet <3

Haikyuu!! Characters When They Get Confessed To

♡ Miya Atsumu ♡

Atsumu couldn't believe his eyes. Or ears. Or you. You confessed to him? YOU confessed to HIM?! He quickly grabs you by the shoulder and shakes you. "Ya are not jokin' right? Ya like like me or like like me? Like like or like??? Argh tell me!!"

By the time he's done shaking you and asking you those questions your head starts spinning. "Atsumu leave me! And-and I like like you alright?"

Atsumu obeys and stops but his hands are still on your shoulder. There was a moment of silence. And then:

"Wait- which like do ya mean? Like like or like like?"

"OH MY GOD ATSUMU I LOVE YOU OKAY?"

Atsumu steps back a bit, his hands raised up defensively. "Jeez calm down. Don't ya yell at me."

"Tsumu you're stupid," you chuckled out. However Atsumu doesn't pay any mind to that. Instead he smirks, smug and teasing. "Ya love me, huh? Aww I never thought you'd be so cheesy."

"I know, Tsumu. I have really bad taste in men," you reply with faux sadness.

Atsumu blanches. "Oh come on! Ya can't really say that. I'm a delight, no wonder ya fell in love." His grip on your shoulder tightens. "Besides I like ya too. Ya wanna go out with me?"

"You like like me or like like?"

The face he made was precious. You break out in laughter.

"Yes, Atsumu. A hundred times yes."

♡ Kuroo Tetsurou ♡

Practice had been the same as usual what with Yaku screaming at Lev and Kenma lazing around. Kuroo could not wait to go home, have a nice hot meal and sleep. He was too tired as he had pulled two all nighters to study for his exams.

He walked out of the school gym only to find you standing near the gates. He called out your name and jogged towards you. "Hey! What are you doing here? It's pretty late."

You waved back at him with a small smile. "Kuroo, I wanted to borrow your notes. I,uh, zoned out in class and didn't take any."

"Oh, sure why not!"

He started fishing for his notebook in his bag when he noticed that you were extremely fidgety. You were tapping your foot on the ground, playing with your fingers and glancing around the school grounds. He handed the book to you and before he could ask if you were alright you were already walking away with an urgent thank you and goodbye.

Kuroo went home confused and couldn't get it off his mind for the rest of the night. The next day you returned his notebook to him the first thing in the morning and this time, too, you were fidgety and seemed to be in a hurry. Again, you walked away from him before he could talk to you.

Kuroo simply thought you were sick, but something in the back of his head told him that that wasn't the reason. A week passed before you talked to him after volleyball practice.

'Hey, how ar-" He began to say but was interrupted by you.

"Kuroo did you not open your notebook after I returned it to you?"

Classes for that subject were canceled as their teacher had taken leave due to some family emergency, and since his exams were over too he never bothered to study. "No, not really," he said. "But why are you asking me this? And also why have you been acting so different?"

You ignored his questions entirely. Your mouth fell open in shock and realization. When you spoke again you seemed exasperated.

"Why didn't you? You should've opened! Oh, c'mon Kuroo," you rambled on and on.

And at that instant it felt like something had clicked in his brain. Oh. Now he understood.

He quickly pulled out the notebook from his bag and in his haste a piece of paper fell out of it. He picked it up and his suspicions were confirmed.

It was a love letter. Addressed to him. From you.

He looked at you, his face beet red just like you. "This is for me?" He spluttered out.

"Of course! God, I have been waiting for a whole week for you to reply to it but you never even saw it!"

Kuroo couldn't help but bark out a laugh. He was stupid, So, so stupid. He also felt really giddy. "So you like me?"

"Unfortuately, yes."

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Dating Headcanons

Jujutsu Kaisen

♡ Ryomen Sukuna ♡

He will kill you and eat you.

Lmao jkjk or am i?

With him I guess it's mostly the 'I hate everyone but you' trope. Or probably the 'reincarnated lover' trope.

He can and will harm anyone and everyone who he thinks will take you away. He's too possessive. He once got pissed off at a kid who kept on clinging to you. You had to calm him down.

You take him to meet your parents and he terrorizes them. They are absolutely afraid of this man and have no idea from what depths of hell you pulled him out so you could date him

Your parents call when you're alone and make sure you're not held hostage by him or something. They think he's criminal on loose and is using you to keep the police away. You then explain to them that no, your boyfriend is not a criminal and yes he treats you well and no there are no charges against him (surprisingly)

He planned a dinner date for the two of you once. It was surprisingly good and well planned. You both had fun and when you went home you tried to dance with him in the kitchen.

When I tell you this man sucks at dancing

Long story short: a few of your expensive china was broken and there was soy sauce everywhere because he tripped near the table where it was kept and accidentally swept it

Soooo if you're dating him then you obvio have issues (im sorry)

But you both will work out dont worry! If he really really really really really really loves you then there's no worries. He'll fight for you no matter what and make sure you're happy.

ew Naoya Zen'in ew

why

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[22:27]

"happy birthday to you," you sing. you have a silly birthday cap on your head and you're holding a small cake with a lit candle on it. you finish the song and ask him to blow the candle.

satoru complies, a fond grin plastered on his face. he's wearing–you forced him to–a similar birthday cap, and there's glittery confetti in his hair.

"come on, satoru, make a wish!" you pushed the cake towards his face, you looked so beautiful in the dim lights of his kitchen, your eyes shining with adoration for him. satoru knows what he wants to wish for.

i wish you look at me like this forever.

"done!" he exclaims.

"don't tell me what you wished for, okay? it won't come true otherwise," you warned him.

he hums and watches you take a small chunk of the cake and bring it near his face. he opens his mouth so you can feed him but instead you move away from his mouth and smear the cake all over his cheek. satoru's jaw drops and he dramatically feigns surprise. he knew what you were doing. he let you do it just so he could hear you giggle.

satoru quickly grabs you and traps you in his arms. "you think you could get away from me? im gonna get my revenge now."

you're now giggling uncontrollably and satoru thinks that there's no sound better than this.

he holds your face and rubs his cheek against yours, smearing cake on your face. he's laughing too, he realizes belatedly.

"okay, okay stop," you pant. you were laughing so much that you were out of breath. "come, let's eat the cake. i made it, you know."

you cut a piece and hand it over to him. he takes a bite and his smile drops.

"gojo satoru, strongest sorcrer of the era, cause of death: ate a cake," he says with a grim face.

you look at him, eyes wide and mouth open. "but–i–what?" you stammer and hurriedly taste the cake. your expression changes from confused to thoughtful to angry. satoru knows he has roughly two seconds to dodge whatever you were going to throw at him.

you splash water on him. "it tastes fine you idiot!"

he doesn't use his infinity to protect himself. with you he never needs infinity. with you he doesn't need to play god.

you curse at him but you're smiling. he laughs and pulls you in for a hug. satoru kisses the top of your head and nuzzles his face in your hair. "thank you. thank you so much–for this–for everything."

you look up at him. "i love you, satoru."

"i love you, too."

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hey yall im back after like 1 maybe 2 years? i took a hiatus because i had to study for uni entrance exams. and now that all (except one) of my exams are over, i decided to come back. i regret not announcing the hiatus and i apologize.

i have a few stories in mind and i'll be posting them as regularly as i can. i will also be answering asks so please send me some :)

so thats it :) take care and drink water

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Heartbroken

How the Haikyuu!! characters are after a break up

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

pretty please write a haikyuu heartbreak part 2 🥺 the first part hurt so good

-anon

Ft: Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kageyama Tobio, Suna Rintarou, Sakusa Kiyoomi

Wakatoshi was on a call with his closest friend. They had been talking for over two hours—mostly Tendou, as he was the talkative one. When Tendou innocently asked about your wellbeing, he froze. It was then that he truly realized you were gone and wouldn't be coming back. He was in denial the whole time—waiting for you to come back. His throat closed up, rendering him speechless. Tendou understood his silence and tried his best to console Wakatoshi, though all the latter could think of was your absence and how much it suffocated him.

Tobio's unexpected setter dump helped his team win the match. He was showered with praises and slaps on the back. One of his more playful teammates ruffled his hair and hugged. Tobio instinctively turned his head to search for you in the stands. When he saw that your usual spot was empty, his smile dropped. Where are you? His heart ached. He called you as soon as he reached home, only for his blood to run cold when you addressed him by his last name. "Why didn't you come to my game?" He asked. "Kageyama, we broke up."

Rintarou's heart beat fast when you playfully punched him. He had said something funny and you were laughing your head off. His joy was shortlived as he was painfully reminded that you were not his anymore, as your boyfriend came and hugged you from behind. After your breakup, you had insisted that Rintarou and you remain friends and despite his better judgement, he agreed. And now he's forced to see you happy with someone else. Someone who's not him.

Kiyoomi's finger hovered over the phone screen. He hesitated before he pressed 'cancel'. He couldn't bring himself to delete your pictures. There was no way he could do it. Instead, he wished he had taken more pictures with you. After all, those were the only reminders of you he had left. You were the best thing that happened in his life and Kiyoomi regretted letting you go. He looked at your smiling face in the pictures as a tear escaped his eyes.

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Heartbroken

How the Haikyuu!! characters are after a breakup

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Ft: Hinata Shoyou, Kozume Kenma, Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu, Bokuto Koutarou.

should i make a part 2 for this with other characters?

Shoyou's ever-present smile faltered as he saw you again after what felt like an eternity. He was so, so sure he had moved on. Yet, there he was, feeling something warm bloom inside him the moment your eyes met. You smiled-awkwardly, not the one that he oh so loved-and moved on. You look like you're doing well, which he is happy about. Do you miss him? He hopes so. He misses you dearly, yes, but Shoyou swears he's happy. He's doing well, too. Because that's what matters right? Though he'd be happier if you were with him.

Kenma cursed as he lost the boss fight for the umpteenth time. He's been playing for so long and still hasn't been able to defeat the boss. Frustrated, he threw the console on his bed and laid back. That was a huge mistake for his mind immediately drifted towards you. He thought about all the things that don't feel the same, now that you had left. He couldn't enjoy games, streaming-everything was so bland without you. He wonders how he even lived before you came into his life.

Osamu is in a rush. It's a rush hour and he's busy tending to his customers. In between customers, he somehow manages to make extra onigiri for his dinner. Absent mindedly, he puts them in a container and goes on about his work. It's when he's finished closing the shop and ready to leave that he notices he's made enough onigiri for two people. He freezes as he notices how some of them are covered in your favorite seasoning. He laughs silently, because why would you be at his home? The two of you had broken up exactly two months ago. Pathetic. Osamu should be over you. He can't stop loving you.

Atsumu is scrolling through social media, laughing at cat memes. A particular one makes him laugh very hard. Trying to catch his breath, he sends it to all his friends. He scrolls through the list to find your name, he's sure you will love it. He's confused when he can't find your contact in the list. His eyes widen as realization hits him square in the face. We're not together anymore. He bites his trembling lip. He misses you so much. He tried pushing his feelings down knowing very well it won't work. Atsumu sobs into his pillow and wishes you would take him back.

Koutarou opens the door to an empty home. There is no one running into his arms to welcome him. No one to ask him about his day. No one to cuddle and kiss when he feels down. He feels an ache in his heart just at the sight of his lifeless home. Did you have this much impact on him? Did he take you for granted? He heats up the leftovers in his fridge and thinks how he would have to sleep in a cold, empty bed and repeat all of this again tomorrow, the day after that and so on.

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Shattered

Gojou Satoru x GN! Reader

Genre: angst, a teeny tiny bit of fluff

Warnings: manga spoilers, mentions of bleeding and dying

oof- i've read a lot of fics about gojou breaking yn's heart and i really wanted one where gojou is the one being heartbroken (go get your revenge yn!!) i feel that gojou would only fall in love with someone if they were as strong as him coz ofcourse he can't risk their life. this one is packed with angst and pining gojou so enjoy :)

Satoru first saw you when he was sixteen. You were only a year older, but had an air of maturity around you that not even most of the adults possessed. Your mouth seemed to be pressed permanently into a line. Your gaze was calculating and challenging, as if daring anyone to approach you. Satoru sensed the immense power that radiated from you. His ego, though, told him you were no match to him.

Annoyed at first sight. That was what Satoru would like to label it. He was sure that's what you felt, too, by the way your eye twitched whenever he talked to you. The only difference was that, the annoyance he felt towards you slowly changed into fondness then love, whereas yours remained the same.

Satoru is not sure why and when he falls for you.

You left Japan immediately after finishing high school. 'Family affairs' is what you told everyone. Satoru knows it's something else, you had never been a good liar. He somehow manages to get your number. He doesn't know what he would do if he cut any and all contact with you.

Gojou Satoru being the strongest sorceror was both a curse and a boon. Being the strongest meant he would have to protect everyone he loved or cared about from danger constantly. Hence, the reason he liked to distance himself from everyone. Especially after what happened with his dearest and only friend, Getou Suguru, Satoru had sworn off love. Although he couldn't help but hope that maybe one day he would find someone he could love without the fear of losing them. Someone who was as strong as him.

You came back to Japan after 12 years. Satoru is 28 and is a teacher. You are 29 and one of the most skilled jujutsu sorcerors overseas. He asks you to meet him at one of his favorite coffee shops, wanting to catch up on each other's lives. Surprisingly, you agree.

You don't ask him about Getou and Satoru is not sure whether to feel relieved or disappointed. Instead you ask him about his students and he is more than happy to talk about them. He also tells you about the inefficient higher ups and how he would love to kill all of them. You let out a snort, a small smile tugs on your lips and Satoru realizes that that is the first time he ever saw you smile. He remembers his teenage self staring at your lips and wondering if you had ever smiled, much less laughed.

He asks you about the details of your job to which you tell him it's confidential. He nods. Whatever job you had was clearly wearing you down-the bags under your eyes, strands of premature grey hair and the many scars that covered your hands were a giveaway.

You looked even more beautiful now—almost ethereal—which Satoru had deemed impossible. You had grow so much, both physically and mentally. From a grumpy, asocial teenager to a graceful adult, although still grumpy.

Satoru finally confesses. It feels like the infinity surrounding his heart is being ripped apart leaving him exposed and vulnerable. He's not sure whether he despises it or likes it. A part of him instantly regrets it. Regrets opening his heart out to someone. He was supposed to keep it all bottled up inside.

You look at him for the longest time before speaking. You tell him you've never looked at him that way, that he had always been an accomplice.

Now, the whole of him regrets it. Your words feel like daggers piercing his heart. He should not have confessed, not have lowered the guards protecting his heart from yet another heartbreak, not have expected you to reciprocate his feelings, not have not have-

He tosses his ego aside. He wants you oh so desperately. He's sure you're the one. After Getou he thought he would never love again, but you are here and you are not Getou. You were strong—almost as strong as him—so he needs you. He's goddamn sure you won't leave. (is he?)

So, he asks you for a chance to prove himself. To prove that he is worthy of your love. Still you refuse. You don't trust him. You've heard about his bad habit of sleeping around, his disloyalty towards his partners. "If I were to give you a chance, what guarantee do you have that you won't cheat on me? I simply don't trust you Satoru."

Ah.

That hurt like a bitch.

His heart shatters, the jagged pieces embedding themselves into his lungs and making him bleed from the inside. He can't breathe. He thinks he is going to die. So, this was what heartache felt like. He mentally apologizes to everyone whose heart he broke. He humors himself by thinking that they cursed him when he mercilessly broke their hearts.

He appreciates you being brutally honest, however. He might have a sweet tooth, but he would rather swallow the bitter truth than sugar coated lies.

There's a bigger hole in his chest now. He's not sure he will ever be able to fill it. So, he pretends that nothing is wrong and goes on about his life. He doesn't hear from you anymore. Maybe if the world was safe he would be able to find someone else. Or if he was someone else, someone better, you would love him. Satoru looks up and silently curses the gods and himself. Mostly himself.

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[ 3:00 p.m. ] - SAKUSA KIYOOMI

thinking ‘bout falling out of love with sakusa— even though neither of you want to. grocery shopping dates as before, but you’re in different aisles. swaying together, but he only holds onto your waist ‘cause there’s no where else to keep his hands. forcing yourself to lie in each other’s arms- knowing it doesn’t feel like home anymore.

trying so desperately to grasp onto what’s left of your smiles— but every time you talk it’s only a “hello,” and a “how are you?,” because words don’t flow the same way anymore.

walking into the once welcoming home you built together— only to find shattered glass and wedding rings thrown on the floor, which lays there for days because it’s too painful to look at.

smiling as you hang off his arm at formal events, the necklace he gifted laying on your collarbones — the metal has never felt as cold on your skin as it does now.

showing up to practice with his lunch, and getting a nod in return- he eats what you make without a word— but there’s no longer a subtle smile coating his lips.

everything going just as it always goes- yet crying and shaking with little hiccups, backs turned to each other.

holding on— even when it hurts more than letting go ever could, because a heavy bed is better than an empty one.

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Love Letter

Iwaizumi Hajime x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff, angst if you squint

Warnings: a few curse words

this one came out longer than expected and i honestly didn't know how to cut it short XP anyways enjoy this fluffy fluff with our iwa chan. i finished it early so i posted it. not beta-read (again) constructive criticism is accepted.

Hajime had a crush. Not that he would ever accept it. But, still the fact that he did have a crush would not change. And he hated it.

He hated how his throat closed up whenever he tried to talk to you. Hated the way his hands sweat profusely when he was near you. He hated everything about this.

He thought ignoring you and pretending you didn't exist would make his crush go away. But, how could he ignore you when you were in the same class as him and sat right across from him.

Hajime always caught himself looking at you in between lectures. And now, he had to force himself to look away from you and concentrate in class.

The teacher was talking about a project and said that she would assign everyone in groups of two. Hajime groaned inwardly at the mention of group projects. He had always preferred to work alone.

The teacher was now calling out students' names and their partners. "Iwaizumi and L/N," she announced.

He did a double take and stared at his teacher, wide eyed. Surely he had heard that wrong, right? There was no way you were his partner, right?

His thoughts came to a stop when you turned to look at him. You smiled politely at him. Though it was nothing special, Hajime felt his heart beating faster. His face felt hot when he smiled back at you. You were gonna be the end of him.

"Shut up Shittykawa!" Hajime barked at his best-friend, Oikawa. He was rambling on and on about how popular he was and how many girls were head over heels for him. Hajime had heard this enough times for it to be etched in his mind.

His hand clutched the small piece of paper in his hand which had your phone number scribbled in it. The two of you had exchanged numbers and had agreed to meet up at your house to work on the project. He felt his face heat up again and cursed silently.

"Iwa-chan! I need to use the restroom. Don't leave without me," Oikawa said, already on his way.

Hajime sighed and stood outside their gym. If Oikawa didn't come back within two minutes, he thought, I'm leave his things here and go back home.

"Um, excuse me."

He heard a shy voice from behind him. He turned and saw a red-faced girl clutching what suspiciously looked like a love letter. Oh, how much Hajime hated love letters. He thought they were sappy and ugly, what with the hearts drawn everywhere. He had threatened to burn all the letters Oikawa had kept stashed in his room if he had to deliver one more sappy letter to him. Say goodbye to your letters, Assikawa, Hajime thought.

"It's for Oikawa, right?" He asked. This was nothing out of the ordinary for him.

"Y-Yes! Please give it to him!" She shoved the letter into his hands and ran away to her friend who was smirking wildly.

Everyone liked Oikawa, no doubt. He was handsome and charming but with a shitty personality that only Hajime and their close friends knew. But, that was not what he was worried about. He was worried that you would choose Oikawa instead of him. Everyone always did that.

Your room was the perfect definition of 'organized mess'. There were books and papers scattered on your desk and floor, a pile of clothes on your bed, and your laptop on the floor with numerous tabs open. It was a mess, but a nice mess. Hajime liked it.

Hajime was glad to have you as a partner. You were easy to work with, efficient and broad-minded.

He tried his best not to ogle you all the time, which was practically impossible since you looked so beautiful while you were focused on your work.

Your mom came in, saw all the papers strewn across the expanse of your room, gave the two of you a look, and never came back. You had laughed your head off at this and Hajime couldn't help but laugh with you too. He promised to help you clean later to which you had reluctantly agreed.

The project had turned out great. Hajime smiled proudly at his grade-an A-and decided make Oikawa jealous. You had asked him to have lunch together to which he had agreed right away.

You and Hajime had grown close during the small amount of time you had worked together. Even after finishing it, you would still call him or text him talking about anything and everything. You would even wait for his practice to end and walk home with him.

You had always been talkative around Hajime but today you were eerily silent. Your face was red, too.

"Hey," he said. "Are you sick? Do you want me to take you to the nurse's office?"

"N-No!" You stuttered, waving your hands wildly. "It's just that-that..." you trailed off.

"That what?"

You said something under your breath that Hajime couldn't make out.

Then, there was something covering his face. A piece of paper. "What the-?"

He peeled the paper away from his face and took a good look at it. Hajime's heart sank down to the pit of his stomach. It was not just a piece of paper. It was a love letter. And he knew damn well who it was for. Of course you liked Oikawa. Why had he even thought his feelings would be reciprocated. Dumb, he cursed at himself. Dumbass.

"It's for Oikawa right?" His voice came out more sad and dejected than he had expected. "I can't guarantee a reply-"

"I-It's for you!"

"-but I will give it to him," he continued.

"Don't give it to Oikawa! It's for you Iwaizumi!" You were almost yelling now.

"W-What? This"-he held up the letter-"is for me?"

Hajime was sure his brain had stopped working. You were giving him a love letter?

"Does this mean you like me?" He wanted to make sure it was true. That you were not pranking him.

"Yes!" You sounded so desperate and annoyed. He swore he could see steam rising from your head.

"Thank you!" He almost screamed. "Go out with me, please."

"Y-Yes," you agreed, trying your best to hide your red face.

Hajime's heart melted and he felt like the happiest man on earth. You liked him. Him and not Oikawa. A giddy, love-sick smile formed on his face. He felt weightless like he were floating in space. His chest felt warm.

"Iwa-chan~" Oikawa's voice brought him back. He turned to face Oikawa only to be faced with a teasing smirk. Mattsun and Makki wore similar expressions. Makki whispered something to Mattsun about Hajime getting laid, which Hajime prayed you didn't hear.

"L/N-chan, let me tell you something embarrassing about Iwa-chan," Oikawa giggled and made his way towards you.

"Crappykawa, say one word to L/N about me and I'll make sure you get a concussion during practice," Hajime barked.

You let out a fit of giggles which was soon joined by Mattsun, Makki and Oikawa himself. Hajime smiled a fond smile. He neatly placed the letter in his bag and decided to read it later, in the safety of his room. His chest still felt warm when he sat down and had lunch with the four of you. Maybe love letters aren't all that bad, Hajime thought.

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Earl Grey

Levi Ackerman x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS!! a few curse words

this took a lot of time im so sorry. tbh the idea for this fic seemed pretty cute in my head. but it didnt turn out like i had expected. i need to do some character analysis of levi. he's hard to write. anyways! hope you like it ;D

Levi looked up from his newspaper at the sound of a bell ringing. Two young girls entered his tea shop, giggling. One of them had curly red hair that fell over her shoulders. The other was a blonde with hair that reached just past her jaw. He glared at them, trying to silence them.

The girls winced and made their way towards an empty table.

"My, my," you said, wiping your hands with the front of your apron. "What would you pretty girls like to drink?"

Levi noted that your tone was cheerful as ever. The smell of pastries wafted from the kitchen and into the tiny cafe. His stomach let out a tiny inaudible growl. He tch-d silently and waited for you to take the girls' order before he could ask you to make him some tea.

After taking their order, which took forever, you walked towards him. A small smile dancing on your lips you said, "What's the matter Captain?"

"I'm no longer a captain and you know that very well, Y/N." He said. He was getting really hungry now and was debating whether to ask you for the pastries or not.

You waved your hand in front of your face. "Oh, I was just joking. But, seriously, what's the matter? You look constipated."

"Tch, brat. I'm hungry. Make me some tea and bring me a pastry while you're at it." He said, annoyed that his toilet humor was being used against him.

"Now, Levi. You didn't say 'please'. You should be a bit more nice." You smirked.

"Will you make me tea or not?" Levi was getting impatient and you were totally not helping.

"Say the magic word," you said in a sing-song voice.

"Tch, fine. Please make me some tea. Now, scram." Levi said, making you pout.

"Yeah, yeah alright Captain." You went into the kitchen, pouting.

Levi skimmed through the newspaper. It had been a pain learning the Marleyan language. But, the two kids, Gabi and Falco had helped him.

"Uncle Levi!"

Levi heard Falco yelling from outside the cafe. Behind him Gabi was munching on some baked potatoes.

Levi sighed. Speak of the devil, he thought.

Falco was quick to approach Levi and ask him about his day.

"I sit on my ass all day and drink some shitty tea. There is nothing special," Levi said. It was true, though. He was wheelchair bound and could not move unless someone pushed him around. Shitty tea was a lie. He was adamant in tasting every type of tea to exist and so far he had liked all of them. Besides, anything you made would never be shitty.

"O-Oh." Falco rubbed the back of his neck, slightly flushed. "Gabi and I went round the city and had some tasty street food."

"A date, then?" Levi asked.

Falco turned a shade redder than ripe tomatoes and stuttered out something Levi couldn't quite understand. He smirked slightly. The two kids were obviously in love. Young love, Levi had seen many of his cadets being lovey-dovey around each other. He couldn't complain, for he himself was in love with you. You knew it and Levi was spared from confessing.

"Levi~" Your playful voice shook him out of his thoughts. You held a tray in one hand while the other was on your hip. "Here have some special tea I made and some pastries, too! I know you're hungry."

You placed the tea and pastry in front of him. Levi looked at the black liquid in the teacup. He knew he hadn't tried it from it's scent. He put the newspaper down and gently held the cup by its rim. He took a careful sip. Not bad. It was bold, like any other black tea but with a slight citrusy taste. Levi liked it.

"Gabi! Falco! Back from your little date? Wanna try this new tea? Onyankopon sent it a while ago," you chirped.

"No, thank you. I'm full-"

"Yes!" Gabi shoved the remaining of the potatoes into her mouth and looked at you eagerly. "Gabi," Falco sighed.

You chuckled and Levi felt his heart race. "There's some in the kitchen. You can have it."

Gabi marched into the kitchen followed by Falco.

"So, Mr. Ackerman"– you winked at Levi–"do you like the tea?"

"Do not wink at me." Levi swore his heart would burst then and there.

"Oh you poor thing," you said in faux sympathy. "You're jealous you can't wink because when you do, it's just a blink."

"Shut up brat." Levi had to suppress the smile that tried to form on his lips.

"Jealous baby."

"What's the name of the tea?" Levi tried to change the topic. And he was curious, too.

"Uhm I think it is 'Earl Grey'. Or that's what Onyankopon said."

"Earl Grey? Fancy," he commented.

"Fancy tea for my fancy man," you giggled.

My fancy man. The words repeated in his head. This time, however, he didn't hold back his smile. He smiled and sipped his fancy Earl Grey tea.

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[7:06]

the sizzling sound of food drowned atsumu's soft humming. the apron that said 'kiss the cook' was no longer its original blue color. red oil stains, black dots of soy sauce and many more mysterious stains were littered across the front.

atsumu gave one last stir to the food and turned off the stove. he turned to look at you, a proud grin on his face. "it's done."

"god, i hope it doesn't kill me," you chuckled. atsumu poured the food into two bowls and walked over to where you were seated on the dining table. "ya will be lickin' your fingers for days after ya finish this," he huffed.

you looked at the plate filled with noodles in front of you. "you made... noodles?"

atsumu had already dug into his bowl. with his mouth stuffed full with food he said, "yesh. but i added exshtra ingredients."

you raised your eyebrows. the noodles looked good and the smell was heavenly. picking up your chopsticks, you ate the small piece of broccoli covered in spices. your taste buds were hit with a wave of different flavors. the broccoli was juicy and had soaked up the spices well. you looked up at atsumu and met his expectant eyes.

you took a few more bites before saying anything. the noodles were perfectly cooked and the broth was savory. overall, the food was delicious. you put your chopsticks down and drank some water.

"atsumu," you said. he leaned in closer and waited for you to speak. "has anyone ever told you you cook good?"

you didn't miss the way the corners of his mouth twitched up. "no."

you nodded. after a moment of silence you said, "then why do you keep cooking?"

atsumu's face went from confusion to realization to horror. he opened his mouth but made no attempts to speak. horrified at your words he looked down at the food, up at you and then back down. after seconds that felt like hours he spoke. "but the food—is it that gross—i like it."

you burst out into laughter which only made your boyfriend more confused. you laughed and laughed till you couldn't breathe. atsumu's face was so precious.

"oh my god, 'tsumu!" you tried to control your laughter. "i was just joking. this–" you pointed to the noodles"–is the best food i have ever had." which was true. atsumu was a really good cook.

atsumu frowned. "wait, so ya were joking?"

"yes!" you still hadn't stopped laughing and atsumu's face was not helping.

"babe, ya gave me heart attack. why'd ya have to prank me?" despite his words, atsumu was grinning.

"your face was so precious. i should've taken a picture."

"shut up!"

giggles filled the kitchen as the two of you had dinner. later, atsumu got his sweet revenge by tickling you till you were begging him to stop. it was followed by atsumu complaining that three days' worth of workout had gone down the drain because of the calorie rich food he had cooked.

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Stars and Strawberries

Hinata Shouyou x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of throwing up, mentions of drinking, curse words (?)

hinata, beach and ice cream are my favorite things. why not put them together? also for context: the olympic are on a trip to a beach somewhere in Japan. some of the team members also brought their s/o with them. i changed the title too. hope you all like it :)

The setting sun painted the sea and the sky a beautiful red. The occasional breeze felt like a warm hug. Sounds of seagulls and the waves were drowned out by the loud laughter of the people. You scooped out another spoonful of your ice cream sundae and hummed in satisfaction when the sweet taste flooded your mouth. To your far left, you spotted Hinata laughing at his teammates, who were down on the sand. The laughter, however was short-lived as Kageyama threw a ball at Hinata calling him a dumbass. You chuckled and finished the rest of your sundae.

You decided to walk around till the game was over and you could have Hinata all for yourself. The sand was warm and you spotted tiny crabs digging holes. Kids were looking around for seashells while their parents rested on the sand. You inhaled the salty scent of the sea, feeling completely at peace. Hinata was right, the sea was a great place.

"Y/N!"

You turned around just as something-someone-crashed into you. You fell on the warm sand with a loud oof, along with Hinata-the person who ran into you.

"Hinata, what the hell?" You tried to push him off of you, but he wouldn't budge. Hinata, giggling like a toddler got up and held out his hand for you. He pulled you up into a hug as soon as you held his hand. You could only squeak as his muscular arms wrapped around you, pulling you into his chest.

"I beat Bakageyama! Now I have a 3 point lead!" Hinata beamed. You laughed and congratulated him. Kageyama, who was nearby, yelled, "You only won 'cause it's beach volleyball, dumbass! I'd totally beat your ass on the court."

Hinata stuck his tongue out at him. He turned to you and spoke, a little softly, "Let's head back to our room, yeah?"

"Sure."

Hinata groaned in relief as he plopped down on the bed. "Hinata you're gonna get sand on the bed," you said, though you were too tired to even care. Going to the beach was fun, but energy-draining at the same time.

Hinata whined. "Y/NNN, I'm really tired. We'll dust it off later."

You hummed, closing your eyes and giving in to sleep. Almost. As Hinata shook you awake by the shoulder.

"What is it?" You didn't open your eyes, afraid you would lose the sleepiness that you had.

"Did you try that sundae I told you to? Did you like it? Do you wanna eat it with me again now?"

You let out a loud whine. This was what he woke you up for. You opened your eyes and playfully hit his shoulder. "Hinata you big idiot!"

"I'm very hungry. Can we have it now?" He pouted and rubbed small circles on his stomach.

Sleep had magically left you and you were on your feet before you even registered it. "It's gonna be dinner time soon. So let's have it after dinner?"

He instantly brightened. With an enthusiastic whoop! he went to take a shower. Meanwhile, you took a spare towel and dusted off the sand on the bed.

Dinner was filled with laughter and yelling. Hinata and Kageyama were so, so close to starting a food fight. Atsumu and Bokuto had a drinking contest much to Sakusa's distaste. Akaashi had tried to console him but Sakusa waved him off, saying that a drunk Atsumu was a pain and that he threw up almost everywhere. The entire table erupted in laughter, including Sakusa who smirked at Atsumu. The dyed blond clutched his chest and pretended to be hurt. "You wound me, Omi-kun."

"Your heart is on the left, you idiot." Was all that could be heard from Sakusa as everyone burst out laughing again, even Atsumu.

After finishing his fight with Kageyama, Hinata pulled you away from the crowd. When you questioned him, he silenced you by placing his pointer on your lips. He took you out of the hotel and towards the ocean that looked like dark blue ink in the night. The sky was littered with stars and you spotted a few constellations.

"Come sit here babe." Hinata flopped down on the sand and patted the empty space next to him. You sat down and rested your head on his shoulder.

"I brought the sundae, too! I got a large one so we could share and- Oh! I asked for extra toppings, too!" He held the glass of sundae in front of you. You couldn't care less that you didn't see it before, the ice cream looked wonderful. Hinata had probably ordered a strawberry one, if the pink scoops of ice cream and the dark syrup were to be believed.

"Say ahh, Y/N." He had already brought the spoon towards your mouth. The sweetness of strawberries filled your mouth, making you hum in satisfaction. This was better than the one you had in the afternoon. You looked at Hinata, who was looking at you expectantly.

"This is so good," you exclaimed.

His face lit up. "Of course it is. That's why I get it everytime I'm here."

The two of you ate while watching the stars. You had moved closer to Hinata, craving his warmth. Hinata had a loose arm wrapped around your waist.

"Oh! Y/N look! If you join those stars over there–the ones slightly left to the moon–they look like a volleyball."

You squinted at the small, shining dots. You sighed, slightly amused. Trust Hinata Shouyou to see something volleyball-related in everything. You playfully elbowed him in the ribs. "You only ever think about volleyball, huh?"

He grinned big and wide. "Volleyball and you are the only things on my mind."

You laughed though your face was as red as the strawberries in the sundae. Hinata, who was still grinning, leaned in and kissed your cheek.

Softly, you whispered, "I think about you all the time, too."

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