[tianden]

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[tianden]

enemies to lovers w/ shidou ryusei

cw: swearing

you undeniably, and embarrassingly so, had a huge unrequited crush on shidou ryusei. unrequited because you were fairly certain that he hated your guts. yes, shidou was handsome, funny, and charming, but he was also a huge pain in the ass. it seemed like his only purpose in life was to make your life miserable, whether it was tormenting you by using rudimentary methods, embarrassing you in front of other people, or picking a fight for seemingly no reason. like today.

“you're actually going to eat that?" shidou's voice was nearly overbearing as he shouted at you, snatching the candy out of your hand.

"what the fuck?" you frown, reaching over to try and snatch the candy back from shidou. with a shit-eating grin on his face, shidou moves out of your reach and pops the hard candy into his mouth.

you glare at him, feeling a slight annoyance bubbling up inside your chest. "shidou ryusei, what is your problem?"

shidou's eyes narrow. "i should be the one asking you that. what was even so special about that small piece of candy anyway?"

you roll your eyes. "sae gave that to me, but that's not the problem here. you stole it from me!"

shidou holds up his hands in a gesture of innocence. "damn. i knew you liked sae but i didn't know you worshipped him." he steps closer to you, spitting the candy into his hand before holding it out to you. "you can have it back if you want."

you physically recoil from his hand, a look of disgust evident on your features. "ew! absolutely not. it's covered in your spit."

"your loss." shidou pops the candy back into his mouth and you look away as he wipes his spit-covered hand on his pants.

"hold out your hands." you groan, reaching into your bag for a bottle of hand sanitizer. shidou obeys, holding his hands out in front of you as you squirt some hand sanitizer on his palms. "disgusting. by the way, i don't worship sae."

"yeah right." shidou smirks, running his sanitized hands through his hair. "you keep telling yourself that, darling. i see the way your eyes light up when you look at him. you also start getting all nervous and stuff when you're around him. now you're getting all pissed over a small piece of candy he gave you? the way you act is so pitiful. it's annoying as hell.”

you sigh, finally reaching the limit of your patience. "listen shidou, what i do is none of your business. if the way i act annoys you so much then don't bother looking at me. why do you care so much about my relationship with sae anyway?"

shidou glares at you, anger creeping into his features. "because it's gross watching you latch onto my friend. nobody wants to see that."

"latch onto sae?" you fold your arms across your chest. "why would i do that? i only see him as a friend."

shidou barks out a laugh. "as a friend? you'd really treasure a small piece of candy like that if it was just from a friend?"

"for fucks sake," you pinch the bridge of your nose, trying your best not to shout out your frustrations. "it's a piece of candy, shidou. just because sae gave it to me doesn't mean it's anything special. i've just been having an awful day today and i was looking forward to something sweet, but you ruined it. god, i knew you hated me, but do you really have to go out of your way to make my life miserable?”

you clap a hand over your mouth as you realize that you’d accidentally shouted the word “miserable”. shidou looks stunned, and for the first time since you’ve met him, he doesn’t immediately reply with a snarky response.

shidou looks down at his feet before looking back at you. “look, i don’t know what i did to make you think i hated you, but i-”

“seriously?” you interrupt him. “then why do you glare at me and embarrass me in front of other people? don’t forget, just the other day you farted in the grocery store and blamed it on me. you pick fights with me for no reason, and you also just said that the way i act is annoying. if you hate me you don’t have to lie about it.”

shidou sighs, running a hand through his hair again. “listen, i really don’t hate you. i was just playing around with you because your reactions are the best. if you didn’t like it you could’ve just said so and i would’ve stopped.”

“it didn’t seem like you’d stop.”

“i meant no harm by it.” shidou looks away, averting your gaze. “i’m really sorry.”

you sigh. “fine. apology accepted.” you just couldn’t find it in your heart to not forgive him. “but why do you glare at me when i’m around other people, especially sae?”

shidou raises an eyebrow at your statement. “you noticed that? i’m not glaring at you, i’m glaring at the people with you.” shidou replies. “you just happen to look at me.”

you scoff. “why do you even do that?”

suddenly, shidou doesn’t know how to speak properly, and he mumbles several incoherent words under his breath.

you furrow your eyebrows, confused. “can you repeat that? i couldn’t-”

“IT’S BECAUSE I’M MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU, OK?” shidou shouts, taking you by surprise. “i get jealous when i see you paying attention to anyone but me.” shidou continues to look away—a slight but noticeable blush tinting his cheeks—and you suddenly have the urge to punch his stupidly handsome face.

“you’re not lying to me, are you?” although your tone was skeptical, you were internally screaming in joy at this turn of events.

shidou stepped closer to you until your faces were practically touching. his eyes met yours, and your body froze. "i'm in love with you." shidou repeats. after a moment of silence, he turns away. "but i know you don't like me back. i've made your life miserable, haven't i?"

at his words your body unfreezes and you let out a breath you didn't know you had been holding. "what? no, i only said that because you were being annoying. i do love you back, it's just that you can be a little shit sometimes."

a small smile creeps onto shidou's face and he pokes your cheek gently with his finger. "say that again."

"you're a little shit?"

shidou laughs. his silly little laugh that never fails to make you fall in love with him again. "no not that. say that you love me again."

you roll your eyes dramatically as an embarrassed grin spreads across your heated face. "i love you, shidou ryusei. happy?"

shidou pulls you closer to him, one hand on your waist and another resting on your cheek as he softly presses his lips against yours. "very happy."

© tianden 2025

[tianden]

sleepy sex w/ him !!

18+ mdni; cw: breeding kink, creampie

the warm afternoon sunlight filtered through the window, casting golden ribbons across the sheets as you stirred awake, blinking away sleep. something hard was pressed up against your lower back, and you were suddenly made aware of your lover whimpering softly as he pressed his bulge firmly against your ass. he let out a small moan when he realized you were awake and he flipped you onto your back, his lips smashing against yours in a desperate, fervent kiss as his muscular arms caged you underneath him.

“p-please,” he whimpered against your lips, grinding his hips against you. “i want you so bad.” you could feel just how hard his dick was by the way he pressed up against you. when you looked down, you could see the tip of his dick peeking out of his boxers and leaking pre, the flushed head screaming for release. 

in response, you lift your hips up slightly as you kiss him again and he moans—louder this time—the kiss getting rougher and messier as he slides your panties off. his boxers are off in the blink of an eye and he slaps the length of his heavy cock against your leaking entrance. 

“i wanna put it in.” he's begging for you as he begins to press forward, causing you to moan and grasp the sheets at the stretch. he leans down to kiss you roughly, groaning into your mouth as his hips roll into yours, his girth stretching and filling you up deliciously—inch by inch. it’s overwhelming, the way your walls flutter around him, drawing him deeper into you. he breaks the kiss to look down at where your bodies meet, watching as his thick cock splits your puffy lips apart with each thrust until he’s balls deep inside you. 

you roll your hips—urging him deeper still—and he nearly lost it right then. your lover maintains a steady rhythm: firm, deep thrusts angled perfectly towards your sweet spot so he can watch you tremble and moan in pleasure beneath him with each stroke.

“please let me cum inside.” he begged. he’d been edging himself the whole time you were asleep and wanted nothing more than to fill you up with his seed. “you’d like that, right? my cum filling you up so good.” 

his thick cock is coated and glistening with your juices, a creamy ring forming around the base of his length as you neared your peak. you cum with a moan of his name, body shaking in pleasure as your hole clamps down tightly around his cock, milking him. he falls on top of you, caging you in while he presses the tip of his dick firmly against your deepest spot. you wrap your legs around his hips and he groans, shaking with the intensity of his orgasm as thick spurts of cum paint your walls and fill you with warmth.

but he doesn’t stop. his cock is still rock hard and his hips keep moving, fucking the both of you into overstimulation.

“i gotta make sure it takes,” he murmurs, eyes blown out with lust and something more carnal. “you can take a couple more loads, right?”

kuroo tetsuro, oikawa tooru, daichi sawamura, kyotani kentaro, bokuto koutaro, itoshi rin, michael kaiser, mikage reo, otoya eita, + your favs!

© tianden 2025

[sodaneko]

・❥・yearning iwaizumi, gn!reader, established relationship, brief mention of non-sexual nudity, wc: 611

“hold still,” iwaizumi murmurs, his voice a low grumble. 

his brow is furrowed in concentration, his breath hot against the nape of your neck while he fumbles with the clasp of your necklace. he curses a little under his breath when he doesn’t quite get it right the first few tries. it’s not like he’s nervous, standing this close behind you–he’s had you in a thousand different ways before that–it’s just that your familiar scent is making him lose focus on the task at hand. the smell of your shampoo, a spritz of your favorite perfume (it’s his favorite, too) and something so uniquely you, it’s engraved into his memory. 

the mirror is still a little fogged up from his shower but you’re still watching him through it, an amused gleam in your gaze. he knows exactly what you’re thinking and he lets out a low huff, his lips curling into a small grin. 

“you simply love to see me suffer,” he scoffs but there’s no malice in his voice, only pure devotion. 

“only a little.”

iwaizumi leans forward, pressing soft kisses against the side of your neck and your shoulder, not missing the way your breath hitches. water drips on your bare skin from his still damp hair but you don’t protest, only tilting your head to the side to grant him better access. the clasp of the necklace closes with a small click and iwaizumi’s arm wraps around you. his hand, big and a bit calloused, now rests against your throat, your pulse point a steady throbbing underneath his fingertips. thick fingers draw slow, gentle patterns against your skin. 

his other hand finds your hip, pulling you a little closer. your form melts so effortlessly against him, sweet like molasses, as if he carved out part of his being to make room for you, room for your heart beating his name in morse code.

his sharp canines drag over your skin, leaving a faint red trail behind, charming out one of these sweet sounds you make for no one but him. it’s a silent declaration of adoration, not possession–he doesn’t own you, but he can’t deny that a part of him wants to leave a mark on you, something for his and your eyes only. maybe a quiet plea to let him give in to this all-consuming feeling rattling in his chest. it runs deeper than love; it devours him, forcing him to his knees. 

if he had to, he’d spend his whole life spelling out his feelings for you. with his lips against the nape of your neck, and his fingers tracing down your spine, and his gaze so fiery it makes you feel like drowning. 

if he had to–but you already know, arching into his touch, and iwaizumi lets out a soft sigh, coaxing you to tilt your head back. his lips find your jaw, leaving a trail of kisses from there to the soft spot behind your ear while his fingertips brush against the necklace resting against your collarbone. he can feel you smile and lets out a quiet, hoarse laugh when your hand slides over his, tapping his ring finger in a silent but playful question.

“impatient, aren’t we?” he mutters as he leaves a few open-mouthed kisses against your neck, his hand now wrapping around yours, thumb rubbing over your knuckles in a soothing manner. there’s a small velvet box sitting in the drawer of his nightstand, but for now he’s not quite done with kissing you just yet, not until he pushes you up against the bathroom counter with your hands tangled in his hair, vows sweet like honey dripping from your lips.

[etoiile]

boys who are known as talkative and loud but go completely silent the minute a word falls out of your mouth. they hang onto every word you say and listen completely and carefully while his friends are just sitting there shocked at his quietness.

"huh? yeah, he's pretty quiet! he's a good listener."

"girl. NO HE'S NOT"

itadori, bachira, hinata, bokuto, and ur other energetic favs <3

©etoiile

[noomon]

ding!

. . . kurona ranze. your smile that could rival the sun.

“aw!”

“no. stop, stop.”

“but ranze!” you squealed, evidently delighted as you continued to skim through ranze’s photo album. there were just so many cute pictures of your boyfriend, and said boyfriend had a small pout on his lips, attempting to playfully wrestle the album off your arms. he was obviously failing, of course.

how could he ever deprive you of the things that made you happy?

“you used to wear braces?”

he huffs softly, puffing his cheeks as he squishes his face with his hands. “used to. yeah, yeah. what of it?” ranze suddenly clams his mouth shut, his tongue unconsciously gliding over his jagged shark-like, “crooked” teeth. he’s always been a bit semiconscious about them, having been told many things about it growing up, whether good or bad—mostly bad—those words always clung to him in a way.

“stop, you were so cute when you had them!” you coo, chuckling to yourself. “still are now,” you playfully winked at ranze, earning a soft whine from him as he buries his face in the crook of your neck, softly exhaling, his face dusted with a light blush.

“no,” he murmurs in denial. “not cute, cute.”

“oh? you’re not cute, ranze?”

he made a sound of disagreement. he’s still not used to you complimenting him over and over again ‘til he’s all flustered and can barely look you in the eyes; not that he’s ever complained, really. as a matter of fact, ranze absolutely loves it when you give him all of your undivided attention; having him bask in your presence was enough to send him into a smitten frenzy.

“come on. can i see a smile from you, pretty please?”

although reluctant, he eventually caved in—as he always did whenever you asked him politely. he smiles awkwardly, though he giggles, immediately covering his mouth with his hands as ranze lets himself fall backwards on his bed.

“stop, that was so awkward.” he whines. a simple, heartfelt smile crept up his face this time when you join him on the bed. “so embarrassing, embarrassing.”

“i’d say otherwise,” you reply smoothly, nuzzling your cheek with his. “still cute as before, and handsome, too.”

“hey, no fair!”

“what? i’m just saying that your smile could rival the sun any day, ranze.”

oh, how you loved flustering your boyfriend. though you meant every word you told him, and you made sure that ranze knew as well. through words or actions, he’ll always treasure you and your efforts, even if you find yourself teasing him from time to time.

noomon © 2023. do not copy, modify, or translate my work.

[sunarintarotea]

timeskip!kuroo forces himself to like coffee because everyone at his office drinks it, but he actually thinks it’s the most revolting thing in the world. he keeps caprisuns hidden in his desk drawer and will sip on those throughout the day when no one is looking.

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[tianden]

10 things to love about atsumu

he's always so carefree. atsumu never seems to take anything seriously, even laughing at the letter "p" once because it was a homonym to "pee".

he's comforting to be around. every time you were around him, you found yourself relaxing in his presence. you could never feel uncomfortable around him.

he embraces his inner child. atsumu acts like an overgrown sixth grader, always excited about the little things. he did have a dirty mind, but his personality was (mostly) pure.

his caring nature. atsumu never does anything to intentionally hurt someone, and he doesn't see the point in hating or holding a grudge against someone. "you'll forget about it eventually, so it's not such a big deal now".

he's always thinking ahead. atsumu never limits himself by thinking about the past, choosing instead to focus on what he can do in the moment to prepare for the future.

he's perceptive. atsumu always noticed when something was off, and although he never pointed it out directly, he would go out of his way to comfort you and cheer you up.

he's respectful. never in your life have you heard atsumu say an insensitive thing. never. he's always held a lot of respect and love in his heart for everyone—unless they do something to piss him off (which isn't easy).

everyone loves him. atsumu is the life of the party: he's the definition of a social butterfly and has people around him at all times. old ladies love him, moms swoon over him in the grocery store, people are constantly asking him for his number, and the children on the playground always want to play with him.

his laughter is contagious. there is never a dull moment when you're with atsumu. his sense of humor is top tier, and he never fails to make you laugh until your stomach hurts and tears are leaking out of your eyes.

he always knows what to say. that one night you impulsively confessed your deepest secret to atsumu? he was there with you the entire night, offering words of encouragement and comfort. "you're not disgusting. I find you to be the most admirable person I know."

© tianden 2022

[withlovefromolympus]

NASA releases the clearest images of Neptune’s rings in over 30 years

[tianden]

"I hate myself."

the words slipped out so easily, hinting at the overuse of it. three simple words, yet they expressed everything you felt about yourself—and more. years of pent up insecurities, doubts, feelings of worthlessness/loneliness/hopelessness, all slipped out at once. ignorance is a drug, and when it wears off, its side effects are unbearable beyond belief. the pain you'd been able to ignore for so long was magnified tenfold because you'd forgotten just how much it hurts. hurtful words echoed in your brain: useless, failure, weak, pitiful, dirty... freak.

but you're none of those things. in their eyes, you're simply human. you don't have to be anything particularly special in order to be worthy of living. humans are supposed to be imperfect, and that's part of what makes living so bittersweet. there is pain, loneliness, fear, disgust, and joy. the human experience is all about the emotions and memories you're able to make during your lifetime. as long as you're doing that, you can never be anything less than human. to them, you're nothing less than perfect.

"I love you."

the words slipped out unexpectedly, indicating the memorableness of it. three simple words, yet they expressed everything they felt about you—and more. years of pent up appreciation, gratitude, feelings of fondness/passion/admiration, all slipped out at once. love is the most pleasurable drug of all, and it's an experience humankind will never cease chasing after. they loved you so much it hurt, just the mere thought of losing you nearly brought them to tears—it hurt too much to think about it. you were everything to them, their darling, love, sweetheart... world.

© tianden 2022

[tianden]

masterlist

PLEASE READ! the masterlist is sorted by hashtags. u can use the search bar on my profile to search for a specific tag, or u can scroll thru the tags and click on one u like. feel free to ask questions if you’re still confused!

#lotis blue (haikyuu!!)

#island marble (blue lock)

[tianden]

you can't possibly be real.

kuroo thinks that as he watches you play games with kenma, your lips pursed in concentration as you spam the buttons on the controller. or when he watches you drink water—a simple everyday task—because you look so ethereal while doing it. or even when you cry, glistening tears of frustration rolling down your cheeks as you cry over the stress you feel in the moment, knowing that it'll pass eventually but only if you let it out.

you can't possibly be real, kuroo thinks as you giggle and roll your eyes at another one of his silly chemistry jokes. the smile you hated was one of the things kuroo loved most about you, and he couldn't help but watch you—mesmerized—as your eyes crinkle and a smile appears on your face. he feels his heart skip a beat as your eyes meet his, his face flushing a bit as he tries to keep his composure in front of you.

"you can't possibly be real," kuroo whispers against your lips, drunk in the feeling of you. as he holds you close to him and wraps you in his embrace, he takes in a shaky breath and tries to ignore the pounding of his heart as he begins to engrave this moment into his brain. he wants to remember how you feel against him, how he's feeling in the moment, the thoughts running through his head. kuroo wants to remember everything about you, but that all goes out the window as your soft lips press gently against his.

you're too perfect to be real.

© tianden 2022