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Reminis Screenies UwU
best I could do without mods 😭
been really busy lately w life so-
Accidental Confessions with Inarizaki 3rd Years
A/N: I love accidental confessions so I tried my hand at them. 🥰
Akagi Michinari
Ojiro Aran
Kita Shinsuke
Omimi Ren
Perhaps you make them wonder sometimes why you’re even dating...
ft. Akagi, Omimi, Kita, Miyas, Ginjima, Meian
Warnings: general stupidity.
Akagi Michinari
Omimi Ren
Kita Shinsuke
Miya Osamu
Miya Atsumu
Ginjima Hitoshi
Meian Shugo
Omimi x gn!Reader || fluff || wc: 0.8 || 🦊
“Hey, Omiren-“
“No.“
“I haven't even said anything,“ you pout.
“And I'd prefer if it stayed that way.“
“Ruuude,“ you draw out your voice pretending to be offended. “So anyway, you remember that new cafe down by the train station? Apparently they are giving out a discount for couples.“
He pretends to not understand what you're getting at. You poke at him for fun so often he's not about to waste the chance for a payback. “So?“
He has to cover his mouth to hide the smile creeping on his face. Your frowning face is just too funny. “So I need someone to go with me!“
“Shh, library,“ he playfully flicks you on the forehead. “Ask Michinari. This sounds like somethin' he'd be more than happy to go along with.“
You lay on the table and mumble: “He has his own plans.“
Omimi pats your head. “Feelin' left out?“ You stick your tongue out. “Aran?“ he proposes.
“I don't fancy having a horde of his fans on my back tomorrow.“
“Shinsuke then.“
“Busy. Before you ask, I'm not allowed to reveal his plans.“
“He'll have time tomorrow.“
“The offer is only for today,“ you mumble. “Valentines and all that.“
Omimi turns the pencil between his fingers. “So I'm pretty much yer last choice?“ He poses the question as half a joke but at the same time he feels a sting of disappointment.
“Technically speakin you're the first since I haven't asked anyone else.“ You smile as sweetly as you can. “And you're also one of my very best friends so in a way this is-“
His hand covers your mouth. “Ya know sweet talkin' doesn't work on me. Ya didn't even get me chocolates. Why would I do ya a favour?“
You remove his hand, holding and swaying it for a few moments before letting go. “I gave them to you last year.“
“They were filled with wasabi.“
You shrug. “Listen, it'll be my treat. You don't need to do anything but be there. And have a fun time I guess.“ You bat your eyelashes and Omimi hates the way his heart skips a beat. “It'll be awesome,“ you try to convince him, “and so much cheaper! You can get two cakes for the price of one!“ He pretends to return to studying. “Coffee's included in the offer too you know,“ you chime.
He leans on his arm. “Yer not gonna give up, are ya?“
“You know me so well Omiren,“ you snicker and poke his cheek.
He gives in. He never was able to oppose you for long. So he gathers his things and stands up. “Meet ya at the entrance in five minutes?“
By the time it takes him to get changed you're already outside. He thinks you look adorable with your scarf and snowflakes gathering on your hair. When you wave and smile at him he gets distracted just enough to not notice the snowball in your hands. The one that a moment later meets his face.
He should have anticipated you'd pull something similar. So he's not even mad.
“You're late,“ you chime, bouncing excitedly on your heels. “Come on, come on, we gotta get there before all the good sits are taken!“
In your excitement you forget the road is frozen and you slip but Omimi catches you before you end up on your back.
“Careful! We're supposed to go to a cafe not hospital.“ He pulls you back on your feet.
He loves seeing you so excited. You're practically jumping and he worries you'll slip again. When you arrive to the cafe it looks quite full. You take his hand.
“Let's find somewhere to sit,“ you smile.
Omimi has to admit the visit to the cafe, (he refuses to call it date) is lots of fun. The cakes are incredible and since it's Valentines and you hang on his sleeve, calling him 'love' and 'sweets' every time the waiter comes around, you even get some exclusive pastries. Seeing your happy grin when you try them makes his heart flutter. He can't help but fall even more in love.
When you leave it's already dark outside. While you walk the short distance to the train station he watches with suspicion as you grab another handful of snow and begin forming it.
“Hey Omiren? Your birthday's in a few days, right?“
“Yes. Why?“
“Do you think they'd give you a discount? Maybe even free cake? Hey!“ you protest when he takes the snowball away.
“Perhaps they would. Why'd ya ask?“
Without the snowball in your hands he notices the nervous fidgeting. “Do you wanna find out?“ You take a deep breath. “Make it a proper date?“
Omimi turns every piece of the puzzle in his hand and carefully examines it for a long time, memorising the colours and the shape before putting it back with the others. You lean on the low desk beside him in the middle of your living room. There's something so soothing about his movements. Soft and careful; the way his hand hovers in the air before he picks up another piece to have a closer look at it. Thinking over the motif he taps his fingers on the wooden desk. The rhythmic tapping makes your eyes even heavier. If only you had a pillow... The sofa is merely a step away but even that's too far for your tired body. Instead you crawl into your boyfriend's lap and make yourself comfortable against his chest. Omimi hugs you with one hand and presses a soft kiss on your forehead, humming one of your favourite songs while rubbing your back. In the quiet of the evening you can hear the beating of your hearts. Two beating as one, as they lull you to sleep in the comfort of your home.
It’s so hard finding anything for Ren Omimi from Inarizaki 😭 I just want something fluffy and cute like cuddles or piggy back rides
dontcha worry fam I got ya! also not to promote myself but I scribbled some stuff for this perfect man so maybe check out the master list or omimi x reader tag
Omimi x gn!reader || fluff || I kinda got carried away sorry
“Reeen carry me, carry me,” you whine for at least the sixth time that hour. It’s way too early, you’re still sleepy, your legs hurt, the station is packed to the brim and you’re starting to regret this spontaneous trip.
“We’re almost at our platform,” he squeezes your hand and pulls you closer so the crowd of people hurrying to catch their train wouldn’t separate you.
His words only make you pout. He sighs, takes his backpack from his shoulder and beckons for you to hop on. In a way he feels responsible for your sour mood since this trip is mainly his idea. But he also never was really good at saying no to you.
Moments after wrapping your arms around his shoulders you nuzzle his neck before pressing a soft kiss on his cheek. He blushes. “Love, people are starin’.”
“Like I care.”
“I do.”
“Sorry,” you mummble.
Omimi carries you to your platform where you kiss his cheek again before climbing down. He glances at the clock. 14 minutes till departure. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.”
You wait for him on the bench, wondering what made him almost run back to the shopping area from where you just came.
He returns only a minute before train departs, out of breath and carrying a bag. Only when you take your sits he let’s you look inside. You almost squel when you pull out a koala plushie.
Omimi fondly smiles and quickly pecks your lips. “For my favourite little koala.”
*sprinkling crumbs for liibrii*
Akagi kisses you like a man who finds water in a desert.
it’s sloppy, ardent, and quenching. they way his fingers tangle themselves in the roots of your hair. his tongue sliding in between your teeth not giving you a moment to breathe as his fingers pull your chin up to look in his eyes-suddenly going from a man who found a water to an animal finding prey. whatever surface is around, you’re on it or against it and strong arms lift you by your thighs with a deep groan of the former libero. he just wants to get closer and closer and you always let him in.
Omimi kisses you like he’s going to lose you (but he never will).
his hands are so big, so calloused and worn from life and passions-but they’re soft as one trails up your bare thigh, kneading the soft flesh under your dress and his other cups your cheek like it’s made of delicate glass. his lips find yours and while they might hover there for a fleeting moment that steals your breath, it’s when his tongue parts your lips and your eyes squeeze shut as bliss takes over your whole body. he takes over your whole body, which you gladly accept.
God, fuck, I need a moment,assfasfsja, lemme breathe for a second-
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