pairing. atsumu, suna, tsukishima, geto, sae x f!reader
prompt. they have a tiny girlfriend (and they love it)
another multifandom!! this time i clearly wrote this for my bestie @kuutardo4e but i wanted to share it with you guys too so please, enjoy!
Atsumu
He probably loved teasing you about it as much as it made him weak in the knees. Having a tiny girlfriend wasn’t especially a criteria for him but when you started dating, he realized how great it was. It wasn’t really difficult to be tinier than him because hey, he was still a professional volleyball player ; saying he was in good shape was an euphemism. But you? Good lord, you were so small next to him.
There was one thing that people weren’t really aware of, but it was that Atsumu was a real simp. He wasn’t necessarily shy about it, he just loved to keep private the way he treated you when you were alone. People saw him as this arrogant guy and always wondered if he was being mean to his partner ; but it was quite the opposite.
One of his favourite thing was how you couldn’t reach the top shelves in your shared apartment. Blame it on him being a show off but he loved to just slid behind you and grabbed it for you. And it was exactly what was happening right now.
You were trying to climb on the counter to grab what you needed up there –you swore he put it so high on purpose, it couldn’t be otherwise. Your knee was on the cold counter, arm up trying to reach for it when you felt a warm surface against your back. You closed your eyes for a second, and before you could do anything, your goal was resting at your height.
An arm slid around your waist as he leaned closer, his lips brushing your ear. “Just ask for help, pretty girl.” And you swore you could hear his grin in the way he murmured this to you. You glanced at him from above your shoulder, your eyebrows furrowed. But of course, it simply made him grin wider.
“Is that how you thank your saviour?” he slowly raised an eyebrow which made you roll your eyes. “I was about to grab it, y’know,” you replied and he slowly shook his head in disagreement. He spun you around in his arms so you would be facing him now. He leaned closer again, his nose brushing yours. “I deserve a proper thank you, don’t I?”
You hated it. Hated how easily he could make you fold, with his stupid eyes and his stupid voice. You just couldn’t resist him in the end, no matter how hard you tried to keep the act. Your hands slid on his cheeks, pulling him closer to you so you could leave a quick kiss against his lips.
“Happy now?” you asked but the way he smiled told you everything you needed to know. “Not even close,” he whispered before pulling you in for another kiss without giving you time to breathe. You giggled against his lips and Atsumu felt like heaven was calling for him. He could die here and now, it wouldn’t matter ; you made him feel like he was graced already.
Suna
His favourite thing to say was that you were pocketsized. He loved trying to hide you in little space like you were just one apple tall –in his eyes, you were. Literally anything to be honest, like a suitcase for example. Oh, he joked so much about taking you with him for his matches overseas by just hiding you in his stuff so no one would notice.
He may tease you about it a lot, but in fact, Suna loved to have such a small girlfriend. For real, he just loved to keep you close and make you disappear in his arms. You were so easily cold and he knew it ; so he usually hid you in his coat so you would be warm and safe. The perfect deal for both of you.
Saying he was a tall guy was almost a joke to you at this point. The worst was every time you wanted to steal any of his clothes. Suna loved to wear baggy shirts most of the time, but if they were baggy on him, they were ridiculously large on you. But you weren’t the type to give up so easily, so after your shower that night, you decided to try to steal another one.
You got out of the bathroom, wearing one of his team’s shirt. You raised your arms up to stretch, the shirt barely revealing your bare thighs. But him? He didn’t miss a second of it. He was laying down on the bed, scrolling through his phone when you walked in. He barely glanced your way but his eyes quickly darted back to you when he saw you wearing his clothes.
He dropped his phone to the side, shifting to sit up on the bed. You met his eyes, surprised by his sudden reaction. “Turn around,” he began to say. “Please, baby,” and you obliged, slowly turning on yourself. You did one or two times, just to make sure, before looking back at him with crossed arms. “Happy?” you asked him.
Something had shifted in his brain. It wasn’t the first time you stole one of his shirts, obviously, but one with his name on the back? That was definitely something he wasn’t used to ; but believe him, he could very easily. He moved from the bed to slowly stood up, walking towards you. A little grin appeared on his lips. “You look great,” he said softly and you raised an eyebrow with a small smile. “Really?”
His hands grabbed your hips before slowly sliding them down until they reached your thighs. The second after, he was pulling you up against him. You gasped slightly, wrapping your legs around him in a reflex to prevent yourself from falling. Your hands rested on his shoulders, you managed to keep your balance. “Yes, really,” he whispered close to your lips.
And before you could say anything, he was laying you down on the bed, his grin growing slowly wider. “But I’m pretty sure you’d look even better without it,” he said right before he crashed his lips against yours. You surely didn’t expect such a reaction from a simple shirt, but you took a mental note for later. Just in case.
Tsukishima
Small or not, his favourite hobby was to tease you. But yes, the fact that you were so small next to him –and he was a giant– was very funny to him.He loved to just rest his arm on the top of your head while acting like he couldn’t see you from up there. He was lucky you loved him because it was close to bullying at this point.
But you weren’t the kind of girl who just let it slide and wouldn’t bite back. Actually, it was something he loved about you. You never missed an opportunity to make fun of how tall he was. It was the usual banter between the two of you and everyone was used to it by now.
There was also this quiet rule that was known by every of their friends ; Tsukishima was the only one who could really make fun of your height. It was his privilege and he didn’t care much if you were okay with it. Well, he wouldn’t necessarily say out loud that he found it annoying when other people did it ; but his face showed more than enough. Exactly like what was happening right now.
You were out with some of your friends and you had convince Tsukishima to come with you. He didn’t really want to be here and he made his best not to be too unsympathetic because he knew it was important to you. But there was this guy, and Tsukki swore he was about to throw hands, and it would be sooner than later if he didn’t stop.
The random guy that your friend brought with her was being a bit too comfortable with you, but Tsukishima was really doing his best to not act like those crazy jealous boyfriends who don’t even let their girl talk to another man. Well, at least it was what he thought until the guy made this joke about how tiny you were and how he could “easily carry you”.
No. No way. That was enough. Tsukki made his way closer to where you stood, casually sliding his arms around your shoulders to bring you closer to him. He left a kiss on the top of your head –which was pretty unusual because he hated any form of PDA. The other boy met his eyes before he chuckled, looking between the two of you.
“Man, are you a giant or something?” he asked but, before he could say anything more, you frowned and cut him short. “Do you have anything else to say? Or are you so boring that you can only joke about height?” And the poor man got clearly taken aback by your sudden harsh tone. It didn’t take him long before finding an excuse to leave the two of you alone.
Tsukishima’s eyes followed him with a dark glare before he felt your hand gently grabbing his own. He looked down to meet your face where you were still frowning. “I’m the only one who can say that,” you said and he couldn’t but to grin. “Sure, that’s your privilege.” And how glad he was to know that you were on the same line.
Geto
He absolutely adored the fact that you were so tiny. It loved the power it gave him ; not in a bad way of course, but because of how easily he could just move you around as he pleased while you tried to fight back without any real will behind it.
He was tired and wanted to go home with you? He would just grab you to throw you over his shoulder like you weighted nothing and leave like it was the most normal thing on Earth. To be honest, you gave up on fighting back ; it was useless and you were well aware of it by now.
Sometimes, when you were on his way while cooking, he would just lift you just a little from the floor to place you on the side so he could reach and grab what he wanted ; and then he would just do the same to put you back in the same place as before. It made you wondered f he saw you like some kind of toy or something.
So you decided that you needed to ask him. You were laying on the couch, Geto on the back while reading a book with you on top of him, scrolling on your phone. You put it to the side, crossing your arms on his chest and resting your chin on top of them. He noticed your eyes from the side as he put his book to the side too.
“Do you see me as a kid, or a toy?” you asked, which made him raise an eyebrow in confusion. You noticed it and decided to explain yourself furthermore. “You’re always moving me around like I’m just a plaything. Seriously, I wouldn’t even be surprised if you began to dress me up like some doll.”
You weren’t really annoyed by that, just a bit confused and maybe slightly unsecure too. You didn’t want him to think about your height like a problem or something like that. A little smile appeared on his lips and it was able to soothe your heart in a second. His fingertips brushed your cheek slowly, sliding down to your chin to make you look up a little.
“I love you exactly how you are, don’t worry about such things,” he said in the most gentle tone you’ve ever heard and you swore you felt your heart melting in your chest. You were about to answer but got cut short by his thumb brushing your bottom lip.
“But now that you mention it, I kinda like the idea,” he murmured with an edge of something different than before. Your eyes widened slightly and it made him chuckle a little. You pouted as he seemed to make fun of you but he brushed it away with a soft kiss. “Come here, doll,” and this time, you really felt your heart exploding. You were so done, but you didn’t mind at all.
Sae
Seeing him on television, people might think that he wasn’t such a tall guy. To be honest, most guy thought they were probably taller than him but it was only because Sae was surrounded by literal giants. But in reality, he was clearly bigger than that. And you couldn’t deny that it surprised you when you saw him the first time. Especially when you were really a small girl.
Sae didn’t really care about your height ; he didn’t care about much things usually except you and football. But if there was one thing he had to mention about your height, it was how it stressed the hell out of him every time you were in a crowd. He knew you could easily notice him among the people but he couldn’t and he hated that.
You were both making your way to this event you really wanted to go to. He wasn’t even sure what it was about but as long as it made you happy, it was good for him. But once you arrived closer to the entrance, Sae noticed how much people were here and he felt suddenly very nervous about losing you in there.
What if you disappeared in the crowd right now? Not that he was scared of being alone, but he didn’t want to imagine what could happen to you. Some creep could think you were alone and who take a chance to hit on you. Worst, you could get kidnapped because of how easily anyone could just throw you over their shoulder. No way.
His hand slid instinctively in your own to bring you closer to his side. You looked up at him, a bit surprised and he glanced around the crowd with a small frown. “Don’t let go. I don’t want to lose you here,” he said loud enough for you to hear, and you couldn’t restrain the smile that appeared on your lips.
“You’re worried,” you teased, pushing him slightly with your shoulder. Yet, you didn’t expect him to squeeze your hand and look your way, still as serious as before. “I am. Don’t joke about it, we don’t know what could happen,” he replied without any real bite behind. Your face softened almost immediately as you got on your tiptoes to leave a soft kiss against his cheek.
“I’ll be careful to not let go,” you reassured him and a light sigh escaped his lips. He was glad you weren’t being difficult about this. Honestly, losing you was probably the biggest fear he had ; and he meant it in every sense of the word. He couldn’t lose you, not in a crowd nor from his life.
prompt. spiderman!au + hurt to comfort + friends to more
Shigaraki had always been a boy of very few words. For as long as he could remember –or at least wished to remember, it had always been this way. He spoke only when it was necessary and got straight to the point without thinking much before talking. It was just how he was, and maybe it played a big part on the person he had become.
You could say that he didn’t have a lot of friends. To be honest, the only people you could see him with was either the tall annoying guy or the cute girlie with the slightly creepy smile. It was a group that people didn’t like a lot ; mostly because they were the type to not care about anything that could be said about them.
While Shigaraki mostly ignored them, Touya and Toga were clearly never missing an opportunity to roast the ones they didn’t like. It was exactly what was happing this afternoon while they were all sitting in the library, supposedly working on some project for a class Touya couldn’t even remember.
And you? You were simply sitting at the nearest table from them. You tried to ignore them, you really did ; but it was kind of difficult when this stupidly tall guy kept on whispering so loud. You were trying to remain as calm as possible, but your eyes were running on the same line for what must be the hundredth time since you start reading.
You stood up suddenly, walking to stand right in front of their table ; making the three of them look your way –well, you assumed that Shigaraki was looking even if it was hard to tell. “Something wrong?” began to say Touya with his annoying grin, but you stopped him before he could keep going. “In case you didn’t notice, people are trying to study here. If you want to gossip so much, just find somewhere else.”
The boy and the girl exchanged a look while Shigaraki remained silent between the two of them. Toga looked your way with a smile on her lips but you didn’t gave her the chance to say anything. “I don’t care to be honest. Just shut up,” you said with a clear hint of annoyance in your voice. With that, you simply turned around to go back to your table where your book was still waiting for you.
If something was sure, it was that you left quite a first impression on Shigaraki. He may have not say it, but the way you didn’t even hesitate to speak up when no one ever dared crossing their gazes? He kind of like that, he had to admit it ; well, to himself, not to anyone at loud of course. But after that event, he found himself noticing a bit more your presence during class.
Anyway, it wasn’t like he was going to talk to you or anything. Especially not with the situation he was in. A situation that pretty simple to explain like this but one he didn’t want anyone to be aware of.
Lately, there was this guy helping people around the neighbourhood. He was dealing with the little crimes happening here and there. The thing that was really striking about him was his costume ; because yes, this guy was some masked man who got the nickname of Spiderman by the people living there. This hero, as people loved to call him, wasn’t really the flashy type. He was a quiet hero helping the ones who needed it without saying much ; and it was great that way.
Too bad for the poor guy who just wanted to help the people of his neighbourhood, but he began to grow more and more popular to the people as he started to help for bigger problems. Call it luck if you want, but to him it was almost a misfortune. Why? Because everyone wanted to know who Spiderman was.
Shigaraki was making his way through the hallway of the university, his bag falling a little from his shoulder as he walked like he was Quasimodo himself. He passed by some students in a corner who were talking about Spiderman. One of them was especially cheerful about it, talking about him like he was the coolest guy he had ever seen.
It was the moment something caught Shigaraki’s ears. Another one of the guy began to chuckle a little bit too full of himself. “You guys don’t even know who he is? You’re so lame,” he said as he tilted his chin up, being clearly arrogant here. His friends looked at each other before one of them raised an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? Because you know him?”
“Of course I do!” he said, a bit too much on the defensive. He crossed his arms, regaining his composure quickly. “Maybe you guys even know him too,” he said while sending some glances full of meaning. His friends opened their eyes wide and it was the moment Shigaraki decided to ignore them. Of course some people would act like they were Spiderman themselves, it wasn’t surprising. But he knew better than that.
The night that followed, the quiet boy was sliding out of his apartment from the window, with his full costume on. He put his mask on before disappearing in the nearest dark alley. The night was strangely peaceful until he heard some sounds from the next street. He was quick to make his way here ; and if he expected this. Here you were, alone with some random guy who had very clear attention.
You pushed him away with a frown the moment he tried to slid his arm around your waist from the side. “Leave me alone,” you bite back and the grin that appeared on his lips was everything but reassuring. Except that you didn’t have time to do anything that a figure from behind him tapped his shoulder.
He turned his head around with clear annoyance on his face but was welcomed by a punch right in the face, making him step away. He hold his nose, looking up at the masked guy. “What the-“ he began to say but got shut quick by a hit from behind. He collapsed on the ground, revealing your figure holding the lid of a bin nearby.
The least to say was that Shigaraki got pretty surprised by your sudden reaction. You let the lid dropped to the floor before stepping closer with a frown on your face. “I didn’t need help by the way,” you started, looking at him up and down. Then a sigh left your lips as you crossed your arms. “But thank you, I guess.”
What was happening right now? It was probably the first time someone reacted like this to getting helped by him. What was your problem? Did you had mood swings or something? He slightly tilted his head to the side, a bit confused as you kept yapping alone about what just happened.
“Anyway, I need to get home now. Thanks for the help!” And with that, you just disappeared from his view. That was a strange meeting, for sure. But at least, there was no way you would even think that he could be the hero everyone was talking about. There was no risk at all.
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“Are you Spiderman?” you asked him quietly the next morning, hands resting on the table that was between the two of you. His eyes widened instinctively as he looked up your way, confused about how you could have guess anything like this. You obviously didn’t give him the time to answer anything, a smile on your lips. “I knew it. It’s the aura by the way, you have the same.”
The aura? Was it some kind of stupid joke you just invented to mess with him? He frowned slightly and it just made you smile a bit more. “What? You don’t believe me?” You crossed your arms and he slowly shook his head. Of course he didn’t believe you, who would fall for that?
“The same aura?! That’s so cool!” Toga had appeared from the side, a bright smile on her lips. “I’m so jealous! I wished I had the same aura as someone as cool as Spiderman.” Shigaraki closed his eyes for a second at her words before he stood up and suddenly grabbed your wrist. He guided you away from here, leading you to a quiet corner where no one was.
He met your eyes and you realised it was probably the first you ever saw him from so close. But it wasn’t the most surprising. No, what was really a surprise was the moment he opened his mouth to speak. Did you ever heard his voice before? Probably not.
“Don’t tell anyone,” was the first thing he told you, which made you frown almost immediately. “Who do you think I am exactly? You think I’ll just go scream it to everyone I cross path with?” He seemed a bit taken aback by your sudden reaction. He didn’t say that, he just wanted to make sure that you didn’t tell anyone.
You pushed him back a little, the hurt obvious in your eyes ; and that was what took him the most off guard. “Don’t worry, I won’t say anything,” you told him before you left without another word, leaving him on his own in the hallway. Shigaraki may be bad with people and emotions, but he knew he had messed up this time.
He let you breath for a few days, hoping that you would come back to tell your truth to him or any of his friends ; except that you didn’t. Not even when Touya let out a loud laugh in the library just to annoy you. It was probalbly the moment Shigaraki realized that he had to do something about it.
The night that followed, he was sliding from one building to another to clear his mind but also because there was something he needed to grab on the way. A few moments later, you could hear some knocking at the window of your room. You were sitting at your desk when you heard, your eyebrows furrowing almost immediately.
You stood up from your chair to go open it, only to meet a Shigaraki in his costume but without his mask. You crossed your arms, annoyance obvious on your face. “What do you want,” you asked him and he looked past your shoulder for a second, quietly asking if he could come in. You seemed to hesitate but not for long as you sigh and gave him enough space to slid into your room.
You closed the window behind him as he took a deep breath before speaking. “I’m sorry,” he said in what was almost a murmur, so quiet you weren’t even sure you heard it well. You slowly raised an eyebrow but remained silent, wanting him to explain himself more –and how much it costed him.
“I’m sorry because I was stupid,” he repeated slowly, looking away as he spoke before his eyes darted back your way. You had your arms crossed an your face seemed so close right now, he was almost afraid that you’d kick him off without anything more. “Yes, you were,” you replied and there was the shadow of a smile at the corner of his lips.
You walked closer to him, reaching out to twirl a strand of his hair around your finger. You looked at it for a moment before meeting his eyes one more time. “Be careful next time,” you said and he could tell by the way your smile made his heart skip a beat that there wouldn’t have a next time ; because believe him, there was no way he would fumble anytime again.
pairing. enjin, atsumu, bokuto, frat!gojo, emo!geto x f!reader
prompt. they're doing the "big guy" trend with you
small!reader for atsumu & geto + chubby!reader for bokuto
i'm doing a multifandom for this one because i wanted to do it with very specific characters but i didn't want to make like three posts with the same prompt so here you are!! hope you'll like it <3
Enjin
It was Riyo’s idea. Yes, you were blaming the girl for that but she really deserved it, because how did you ended up in this situation? Enjin was standing right behind you and you swore you could feel his stupid grin from here. “Ready, doll?” he asked you and you rolled your eyes to brush it off. “Let’s finish this quickly.”
Too bad for you, it didn’t go as smooth as expected. You weren’t sure if Riyo wasn’t telling you that the takes weren’t good just so you would keep doing this but you were cursing her inside your head. And the way he was grinning all along, crossing his arms and looking so proud when your arms flexed from behind him? Oh you hated it.
When she finally said it was good, she just left the phone to you both because she was waited somewhere apparently – another excuse, you knew it. Enjin looked at the video and began to laugh like the dumbass he was. “And you call those arms?” he said, barely able to form a sentence. You punched his shoulder, a sigh escaping your mouth.
“Don’t take it like this. You’re cute, y’know,” he said, slightly leaning towards you. You looked up to meet his gaze with narrowed eyes. He flicked your forehead before standing straight again, sliding a cigarette between his lips. “Don’t do that with someone else anyway. I’m the only one who’s cool enough to do those trends with you.”
You glanced his way, a bit taken aback by his words. Was this... jealousy? How ironic. But before you could add anything to his words, he left a kiss on your forehead and made his way out of the room without another word. This guy, really. He was lucky you were too nice to kick his ass –and perhaps too flustered, but he didn’t need to know this.
Atsumu
“It’s gonna be ridiculous,” you repeated for what must be the hundredth time since he mentioned wanting to do this trend with you. But Atsumu had never been one to give up so easily. He was more persistent than this ; wall him a whiny baby all you want but he wasn’t stepping back anytime soon. “Pleaaaase!”
He got on his knees in front of your standing figure, his hands holding your hips as he looked up at you. He had those wide almost teary eyes and you sighed, looking away so he wouldn’t notice you softening at something like this. “Fine, but make it quick.” He stood up in a second, leaving kissed all over your face. “Thanks baby!”
He setted up everything while you waited for him to give the go. He placed himself behind you and had to restrain himself from pulling you into a hug. God, you were so tiny in front of him ; it could have been funny if he wasn’t so whipped. The song started and it took only one take to make it right – he promised to make it quick after all.
He grabbed his phone once you were done and he felt like he was about to explode. You were barely seen from behind him, which made you sighed a little. “See? Told you it would be ridiculous,” you began to say, but he quickly stopped you by cupping your cheeks with his hands.
“You really are the best,” he whispered before crashing his lips against yours, which caught you off guard. He pulled away a few moments after, his adorable smile plastered on his face. He giggled a little and you couldn’t help but to smile. You weren’t the strongest soldier when it came to Atsumu ; especially such a happy Atsumu.
Bokuto
He didn’t really know what it could be but when you explained to him that it would be a opportunity to show off his arms with you, he didn’t more. He was overexcited, jumping around like you offered him the best prize in the world. Bokuto loved showing that he was a big guy because he knew how much you loved that he was. He was aware that you were sometimes very self-conscious about your own size ; which he had trouble understanding because he just loved you and your body so much.
He placed himself behind you, slightly bending his knees so he wouldn’t be seen to much. You frowned slightly at the view on the phone, but right before you could say anything, you felt a pair of hands squeezing your waist gently. “You look great, baby. Let’s do it, I want to make everyone jealous,” he said with his usual grin. You couldn’t refuse him anything when he was like this anyway. You nodded before turning around again.
The song started and he did it just right. Well, you explained him the timing many times before starting, but you were still happy that he got it right on the first take. The moment you exchanged position, your arms trying to be seen from behind him, he had a bright smile on his lips. It was even funnier than what he expected.
You didn’t have the time to cut the video that he grabbed you by the waist to catch you between his arms, his lips pressing yours with a bit of urgency. You met his eyes when he pulled away, a bit confused, which only made him laugh. “You were too adorable, I couldn’t help it.”
A little pout appeared on your lips, glancing at your phone. “We have to do it again now,” you said and he squeezed your hip with his stupidly shining smile. “Good, I wanted to see that again!” And you couldn’t help but to smile too. It was contagious with Bokuto.
Frat!Gojo
You didn’t need to even ask him ; because he was actually the one who proposed to do this trend. He was getting pretty popular on the internet lately and he wanted to show everyone that he was pretty much a taken man – and a very in love one. You hesitated at first but seeing how much he wanted to do it, you just couldn’t say no to him.
You had to do it a few times because he kept bursting out of laughter every time your arms flexed from behind his back. He was only able to remain calm when you began to threaten him to stop if he didn’t stop making fun of you. “But you’re so cute!” was his excuse but it wasn’t working ; or at least you tried to act like it wasn’t.
After almost half an hour of tries, you finally managed to make one good take when he didn’t broke character too much and managed to simply chuckle when you appeared from behind. He left a kiss on your forehead before cutting the video, looking at it with a proud smile on his lips. You glanced at the phone from the side, slightly tilting your head.
“Aren’t people going to ask question about our relationship?” you asked him, looking up his way only to notice the grin dancing on his lips. He looked down at you, his eyes shining with something you couldn’t quite place. “Exactly.” You frowned slightly in confusion, until realization slowly hit you.
He noticed the moment you understood, a light chuckle leaving his lips. “You’re so slow,” he teased you, leaving a kiss against your lips before you could answer anything. You slowly shook his phone, his stupid grin back on his face. “Thanks sweetheart.” And with that, he left the room while whistling like nothing happened.
Emo!Geto
He wasn’t particularly fond of those kind of things, he had to admit it. He wasn’t the kind of guy who liked to really show off, especially on social media ; but you seemed so thrilled by the idea of doing it with him that he couldn’t refuse. “You know I’m not much of a big guy, right?” he told you and simply looked at him with a smile. “Next to me, you are.”
And it wasn’t a lie. You were what he liked to call ‘pocketsized’ ; and believe him, he would love to just put you in his pocket if he could. He slowly shook his head but followed anyway as you placed your phone in the right position to film everything. He had to crouch down a little so he wouldn’t be entirely visible from behind you.
You filmed in only a few takes, needing to find the right adjustment so your arms could be seen. You grabbed your phone right after and began to look at the final take, a smile dancing on your lips. “It’s great!” you said, turning the phone to him so he could have a look too. You barely had time to notice the change in his expression before he grabbed your phone to put it away.
“What-“ you had only time to say before his hands encircled your your waist so easily, his thumbs touching. He looked up at you, his expression unreadable. “Are you okay?” you asked him, suddenly a bit flustered. A quick nod before he murmured a “bedroom, now” and grabbed your hand to lead you there. You weren’t sure what the video unlocked in his mind, but he wasn’t going to forget it anytime soon.
pairing. nagi, karasu, kunigami, shidou x f!reader
prompt. they're getting sleepy
Nagi
He was too focused trying to win this level of his game that he barely realized that he was falling asleep on it. You called his name a few times without him answering even once. He mumbled something unintelligible about losing one more time until you took the game from his hands. He looked up at you with a small pout and you almost fell for it. You put the console to the side and reach out to brush some hair from his forehead. He closed his eyes almost immediately and, deciding to accept his fate, he let his head fall on your lap. You began to scratch his scalp gently with your nails and he didn’t need anything more to fall asleep there, nuzzling against your stomach. It always made him realize that he was never more comfortable to sleep than when you were by his side. He was glad you were here. You made things easier. Everything.
Karasu
Going out was his idea, he knew that, but he didn’t expect to get tired so quickly. He had trouble staying focus on any discussion around him, his eyes drifting to your face every time. You were still so cheerful, smiling brightly and talking with your friends like it wasn’t exhausting at all. He decided that any fight against his sleepiness was useless, which lead him to shift closer to you. He murmured something about needing you closer and you didn’t question him about it. He rested his head against his arm that was on the table, and his fingers began to draw patterns on your bare arm as you kept talking. His eyes never left you the whole time, except when he couldn’t keep them open. A little sigh escaped his lips, thanking everything that you came with him tonight. He couldn’t have done it without you.
Kunigami
You rarely had moments with him in the morning because he was always waking up early to go run outside. You couldn’t blame him for it, you knew how important it was for him to stay in good shape. But when you woke up this morning with your back pressed against something hard, a tingling feeling in your neck, you quickly understood what was going on. Your hand slid on the arm around your waist which only made him nuzzle more in the nape in your neck. You teased him about being still in bed at this hour and grumbled something unclear, something about wanting to be with you. And who where you to deny him anything when he was being so cute? You chuckled slightly before turning around in his arms to hide against his chest. His nose found its way to your hair and it brushed away any doubt he could have: he was glad he stayed in bed today.
Shidou
If one thing could be said about Shidou, it was that the boy had a lot of energy. It was difficult to imagine him being anything but overexcited, running everywhere. So the first time you saw him being so sleepy, you couldn't help but to feel your heart racing at how adorable he was. His eyes were half closed when you walked inside the bedroom. You turned around, just about to leave but you heard mumbling something like "come here". You glanced his way and noticed the small pout on his lips. You smiled a little and made your way to the bed. You barely had the time to lay down that he was already clinging to your side, his face buried in your chest. It wasn't like he needed anything more than your presence to be able to finally sleep. A sigh escaped his lips before he fell into his peaceful slumber.
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People are writing for themselves before they write for you, you just have the chance to have them posting their work. And in this climate, im not surprised some people stop posting what they do, me first, or even desactivate their account. Bc you're not untitled of anything but still kinda expect it without giving anything back, and no likes/kudos are not enough for a writer to continue to write and share. If they dont know you like their work, they'll just stop posting it and keep will it for themselves.
If you didn't liked it that much but still read it, sure, just like it's ok but if you like someone's work, a kind word or a reblog never hurts.
Could you write, please, Enjin x reader who is tracing his tattoos? Sending a virtual 🌸 flower! Thank you in advance!
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pairing. enjin (gachiakuta) x f!reader
prompt. he lets you trace his tattoos
omg thank you for the request!! i love this idea sm, it's so sweet thank you for this! i hope you'll love it <3 i really love your flower it's really pretty :)
It wasn’t so often that you got to have some peaceful time at the cleaners’ HQ. If it wasn’t Riyo finding anything just to cause trouble or Rudo being unable to communicate correctly with Zanka ; the kids were almost always doing something to disturb the peace. So being able to rest so casually in your room was kind of a miracle.
You heard a knock at your door and thought that it was finally the moment you wouldn’t be able to stay alone any longer. A light sigh escaped your lips before you stood up to reveal the culprit. You were a bit surprised when your eyes landed on Enjin, standing tall at your door. Your surprise must have been pretty obvious because you noticed the little grin at the corners of his lips.
“What? Didn’t want to see me?” He crossed his arms, resting against your doorframe. You chuckled discreetly and shook your head slowly. “I didn’t expect you, that’s all.” You look up to meet his eyes, a hint of a smile on your lips. You moved just enough to give him the space to walk inside and he didn’t need anything more than that to step in.
You closed the door behind him, turning around to notice his figure already making his way to your bed. “Why are you here?” you asked him with crossed arms as he laid down comfortably on your bed. He glanced your way, his stupid smirk back on his face. “Can’t I come see my favourite girl without anything bad happening?”
You couldn’t help but to laugh softly at his words. He was good, and he was well aware of it, which only made it worse for you. He gestured to you to come closer with his chin. “Come here,” he told you, and you obliged. You walked towards him and, the moment you were close enough, he grabbed your waist to make you fall on the bed, half on top of him.
He got a bit more comfortable, his arm now wrapped around your waist while he kept you close to him, your head resting on his chest. “Much better,” he said quietly and you smiled a little, glancing his way. Until your eyes drifted to his arm where you could see all the tattoos running on the skin.
You hesitated for a second before you reached out in silence, your fingers brushing the skin gently before you began to slowly trace the tattoos you could see. You were focused on your task and he didn’t seem to mind at all. Enjin opened an eye just to look down at you before he closed it again, a smile tucking at the corners of his lips.
This was the moment he realized he could really stay like this forever. It always passed through his mind, every time he spent time like this by your side ; but it seemed to be even stronger today. He thought about things he could probably never say out loud, and he knew you wouldn’t ever blame him for it.
“Love ya, doll,” he murmured quietly before he could even think twice. You almost froze but prevented yourself from doing so, not wanting to scare him. Instead, you kept tracing his tattoos while his thumb drew circles on your hip. “I love you,” you murmured back, not breaking the moment ; and he was thankful for it. Oh, you really made him so cheesy. He hated it as much as he adored it. He would forgive everything from you anyway.
Today was just so great. It wasn’t necessarily a big day, but you were in a good mood and you were so happy with your outfit that you couldn’t help but be overexcited. You were clearly yapping about the same thing for something like two hours now to the poor Tomura who was sitting on the floor next to the bed.
Poor was a big word though because he wasn’t especially annoyed by that ; he kind of liked to hear you speak for hours. He began listening to you while playing on his switch but he quickly dropped it to the side so he could entirely focus on you. His eyes were lazily following you as you moved around the room, adding some accessories to your outfit.
You had this bright smile on your lips that never failed to make his stomach twist in a weird way. He never really understood how this happened ; you and him, like this, so casual and domestic. He wasn’t complaining, quite the contrary, but he kept surprising him every time he really thought about it.
You were trying to put your necklace on, fighting with the clasp without managing to close it right. You mumbled something under your breath, clearly getting frustrated when you felt something against your hands. A soft murmur reached your ears as you let your hands drop from your necklace.
“Hold still…” he murmured quietly, his fingers working on the clasp to close it in a gentle move. He took the chance given to him by leaning closer to you, his chest now pressing against your back. His chin rested on your shoulder as he met your eyes through the reflection in the mirror in front of you. He looked up, his fingers brushing down your arms slowly.
“You look pretty,” he said calmly, which made you giggle a little. You slightly tilted your head to the side, your eyes locked on his own. “You like it?” you asked him and he softly nodded. His hands slid down to your hips before he wrapped his arms around you to bring you even closer. He hid his face from the reflection, his forehead resting against your shoulder now.
“Do you really have to go?” he whispered and you brushed his arm around you. You tried to catch his gaze from above your shoulder through the mirror, a little smile dancing on your lips. “Want me to stay with you?” you slowly raised an eyebrow and he hid from your gaze again, humming just enough so you could feel it through your whole body.
It always made your heart flutter with the way he looked like a needy cat sometimes. You tapped his arm a little, encouraging him to move. “Come on, let’s get back to bed.” He barely moved from you, guiding you with him as he made his way back to the bed. He let you lay down there as he grabbed his switch back.
You barely had the time to put yourself in the right position that he was already laying down on top of you. He made his way between your legs, his cheek pressing against your stomach. He didn’t say a word, just needing the silence and comfort of your presence. You let your fingers find their way to his hair, and just like that, you felt at peace. You didn’t need more.
Nothing scared Megumi more than the simple idea of becoming like his father. It kept him awake at night, more than he would ever admit it. He didn’t have many memories of who his father was or the kind of man he could have been, but he didn’t prevent him from having this anger buried deep inside his chest because of that man he barely knew. His father abandoned him, he didn’t need more than that to feel resentment.
Sometimes, he knew he could seem rude or distant but he couldn’t really help it. Life had been so hard on him most of the time, it was nothing but a way of protecting himself. He was aware he could trust his classmates or even Gojo ; but he always tried to keep enough distance to not get hurt. Well, trying was the word because he couldn’t really be too cold with people like Nobara or even Yuuji.
But you? Oh, you ruined every plan he could have made in his tortured mind. One day you entered his life with your sweet smile and gentle words, and Megumi he was down for good in a second. He tried to keep at arm length, he really did ; but it was near impossible. You just made everything so easy and it sometimes worried him. He couldn’t imagine his life without you as a part of it anymore.
Since the Shibuya incident, everything had been pretty messed up. With Gojo being sealed and just everything falling apart around them, Megumi had trouble keeping it up. Add to this that he was pretty sure he met the ghost of his father and you could tell that he was clearly not doing okay at all.
You tried to help him, you really did ; but he kept on shutting you off every time you even mentioned the fact that something seemed to be wrong about him.
Today was like any other day for Megumi who stayed locked in his room, barely eating and probably not even leaving his bed. You knocked at the door, more as a reflex because you knew he wouldn’t reply, before you got inside with a plate in your hands. You put it on the nearest surface before you walked toward the bed. You sat on the edge of it, a light frown on your face.
You were the one to break the silence, as always during the past few days. “You need to eat, Gumi,” you said softly, voice barely above a whisper. You reached out to brush some hair from his forehead but he turned his back to you before you could. It hurt more than you would ever admit it, but you remained silent, bringing your hand back to yourself.
You slowly stood up as you began to make your way around the room, cleaning here and there, trying to keep the space clean because you secretly thought it could help him clean his mind. “Stop doing that.” The voice made you freeze, because you swore you hadn't heard him speak in days and you didn’t think it would sound so harsh. You turned around to look his way, and as you began to stutter something, he cut you short. “I don’t need your help.”
You felt your breath caught in your throat, the words hitting you like a knife thrown right at your heart. Yes, you knew you weren’t as helpful as you wished you were, but still ; you never thought he would clearly tell you that he didn’t want you around. You weren’t sure about what to do or say so you just stood there, at a loss of words.
“You’re making it worse. Just leave.”
Here it was. Those words you really hoped he wouldn’t say. Not just “leave” but telling you that you were doing the opposite of helping. And God, nothing probably hurt more than this. You couldn’t speak, it was too hard, and you knew you would sound pathetic. So you nodded slowly even if you knew he couldn’t see you before you silently walked out of the room, leaving him alone just like he asked you to.
Megumi hated himself for this. He was shutting down the person who probably cared the most about him, but on top of that he was being mean. He was really no better than his own father and if it didn’t make him want to burn the world down. He wanted to get out of his stupid bed and catch you back, but he didn’t think he deserved it. He didn’t deserve someone like you ; and he was sure that you would be better anywhere more than near him.
The days that followed were worse than anything he had been through before. He kept on repeating the words he told you in his head, regretting every single one of them. And the fact that you didn’t show up even once since then made him want to disappear. He knew he told you to leave, but he was secretly hoping that you were more stubborn than that. Guess he was wrong.
But he couldn’t keep doing that. He couldn’t just isolate himself any further, knowing that he had probably made you cry ; what if he never saw you again after that? He would never forgive himself. It was that single thought that gave enough strength to get out of his bed and finally leave his room. It didn’t take him long before finding Nobara who almost jumped on him because of what he did.
A few moments later, he had finally succeeded to catch the information about where you were hiding because of him. Megumi had to gather even more strength to confront you ; because he would yell at him, and it made it ten times worse.
He knocked at the door and barely heard you say “come in” before opening it slowly. He found you curled on yourself near the window, your eyes locked on the outside. You didn’t even turn around to know who it was, you could feel it because of the tension that got in the air the second he stepped in.
The door closed behind him and he silently walked closer. Close enough so you could hear him easily but not too much because he didn’t want to overwhelm you more. The silence stretched for a moment. Until he finally spoke, breaking the silence he had created days ago. “I’m sorry,” he began to say quietly, not even glancing your way. He couldn’t, it would make it even harder for him. He cleared his throat. “I shouldn’t have said this.”
“Did you mean it?” you finally asked, turning your head just enough to glance at him from above your shoulder. He stood still, blinking a few times before his eyebrows furrowed a little. “What? No. Of course not,” he quickly replied and you slowly shook your head. “You don’t have to lie. It’s okay if-”
He didn’t let you finish. He walked closer in two big steps, crouching down right in front of you so he could meet your eyes directly. “I didn’t mean it. I was mean, and I shouldn’t have. You were helping me more than I realized, and I’m sorry.” The silence fell right after his words. You looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or anything. But there was none.
For once in his life, Megumi had decided to open his heart and let the words leave his lips before he could block them. He didn’t want you to think that you weren’t good enough when you were the best thing that happened to him. He gently reached out to grab your hands in his, his thumb brushing over your knuckles.
“I’m sorry. I really am.” His voice was barely over a whisper as he lifted your hand gently to leave sweet kisses on the back of your hand, as if to seal his words into your skin. Your fingers left his grip to brush his cheek, make him look back at your eyes. A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips and he felt his heart exploding. He didn’t deserve you being this gentle and forgiving ; but he was so glad you were.
He leaned against your touch on his cheek, nuzzling his face in your palm. Perhaps life was kicking him harder every time, but he was sure he could go through anything if you were right by his side ; he would never make the mistake of pushing away ever again.
pairing. nagi, kaiser, isagi, sae, rin (blue lock) x f!reader
prompt. they always need to have a hand on you
Nagi
You can never be too far from him. It’s not that he won’t allow you or anything like that, but he just craves your touch like he needs it to breathe correctly. Whenever he’s playing some games on his phone or just trying to take a nap, you have to be in his reach. Most of the time, he just lies on top of you ; and yes, he’s clearly crushing you but he doesn’t care much, he just wants to have you close. Back hugs are also his favourite thing if you’re busy, because he can both hold you and lean against you. His face is always hidden in your neck or in your hair, letting your scent fill all his senses. He doesn’t want to focus on anything else but you sometimes. You bring him so much comfort and warmth, he couldn’t ask for more. Well, except that he always does.
Kaiser
It’s his way of showing to everyone that you’re clearly taken by him and that no one can stand a chance anyway. You’re so pretty and you frequently get hit on when you go out. The second he leaves you alone, a guy tries his luck. He hates it, because how could these bugs even think about talking to you? You’re way out of their leagues, he’s the only one who’s good enough for you. So he always reminds them by keeping his hand on your waist when he’s standing next to you. His thumb brushes your hip. He adored the way you’re flustered every time he leans closer to whisper something in your ear. You’re always so responsive to him, and it flatters his ego all the time. You’re his pretty girl, and you keep on showing it to him. How he adores you.
Isagi
He’s a bit more shy about it, because he’s not used to this. You have the power to awaken things deep inside of his chest and he swears he felt his heart threatening to explode every single time. He wasn’t the kind of guy to be clingy, but you make him want to disappear in your embrace each time you smile at him like he’s the most precious thing in your life. He loves when you hold him, his face nuzzled in your chest where he can listen to your heartbeat. It’s a lullaby to him, and it has the power to soothe him down like nothing else. And if you run your fingers through his hair? Be sure that he will be fast asleep. You’re the safest place he ever had before and he couldn’t have dreamed of anything better than you. He wonders what he did to deserve you.
Sae
One thing he loves to do with you is just spending time together without necessarily doing the same thing. Your presence is enough for him and if you’re in the same room doing your own thing, it’s perfect for him. You usually lie down on the couch, scrolling on some social media he doesn't really care about. Your legs are resting on his lap while he’s just sitting there, his eyes focused on the book he’s currently reading. He’s holding it with only one hand because the other one is too busy resting on your knee. He’s mindlessly running his thumb over it, and the moment is just so domestic. A quiet peace he could only find with you and nowhere else. You’re his little secret he keeps hidden from the cameras to keep your peace safe. That’s all he asks for.
Rin
Don’t expect to go anywhere without holding his hand. He’s a big guy okay, he won’t get lost or anything ; but he wants to be sure you won’t either. You’re so small next to him, he can’t take the risk of losing you in the crowd. His fingers always slid between yours and he gives your hand a gentle squeeze to remind you that he’s right there. Sometimes, you bring him to some nights out with your friends, and he accepts only because he knows it makes you smile. He doesn’t talk much, he’s too busy listening to your voice. His fingers are brushing your arm slowly, drawing small patterns on your skin as the world around ceases to exist. As long as you’re right by his side, he’s pretty sure he can go through anything he usually hated. You make everything easier, and it never stops to amaze him.
Hiya! I was so happy seeing your requests were open. I’ve read so much of your writing and love it so I had to see if you would be okay with a request!! That being said I’m down bad for Gachiakuta. Specifically Enjin. It’s embarrassing really. SO I was really hoping you’d be able to write something super fluffy with Enjin and the reader being best friends for so long that Enjin doesn’t even realize when he starts to subconsciously act more and more like a boyfriend with reader. He starts draping his jacket over her shoulder when they are on missions and notices some gross guys staring for a little too long, holder her hand or playing with her fingers during long car rides or under the table during hang outs. Stops smoking cigarettes around her leading to him to not smoking at all when he starts to hear her cough more and more the longer he hangs out with her.
I am SO sorry this ended up being so long I could go on forever. I seriously do enjoy your writing!!!
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pairing. enjin (gachiakuta) x f!reader
prompt. he's acting more and more like your boyfriend
thank you sm for the request!! i love your idea sm omgg and dw i'm pretty down bad for enjin myself lmao it's almost a shame..... anyway thank you for this! i hope you'll love what i did <3
Being friends with Enjin has always been quite something. He was a nice guy, for sure, most of the time, but he was also the most annoying man you ever met in your entire life. He knew exactly how to push your buttons to tease you relentlessly but without ever crossing the line of going too far. To be honest, even if you acted annoyed, deep down it probably amused you just as much as him.
You two were close ; like really close. You had known Enjin for so long you weren’t even sure you remembered how many years exactly. He was kind of your best friend at some point, as you both spent so much time together. It was rare to find you without finding him right behind. And yet, your relationship stopped there. You were fine with that, really, because you didn’t want to risk losing anything you had going on.
The problem was that his behavior was getting a bit… bolder lately. Enjin had always been protective of you ; he was protective of everyone in his team. But it felt a bit different with you. Especially that night. You and the team had just come back from a pretty tiring mission. You were sitting next to Enjin, but your attention was solely focused on Riyo, who you were talking to for a few minutes now. Too focused to even notice the looks the other table was sending your way.
Sadly for them, Enjin always had eyes everywhere. It didn’t take long for him to notice the way those guys were glancing your way and saying that he didn’t like it was almost an euphemism. He bit back an annoyed sound as he took off his jacket. The second after, it was falling right on your shoulders, causing you to look his way with a little frown of confusion. He wrapped his arm over your shoulders with his stupid grin on his lips. You didn’t even try to understand as you looked back at Riyo ; but Enjin saw the eyes of those creeps darting away from you. He tried to ignore the way it swelled his chest with pride.
After that night, the little things he did began to grow stronger each time he made them. He was convincing himself that he was just being a good friend to you, and the way you didn’t question it at all helped him with this.
You were sitting at the back of the car with him, Zanka at the front with Gris and Rudo right behind with Riyo. It was pretty silent ; not the uncomfortable kind, just a peaceful calm that was very welcomed with everything that happened lately. You were looking through the window of the car, your cheek in your palm while your other hand rested next to you on the seat. But Enjin? He was bored as hell. Well, not really bored but he could feel that he really needed to do something with his hands right now.
He glanced around the car before his gaze landed on your free hand resting a bit too close to him. He slightly tilted his head to the side before he leaned back his head against the seat, his tattooed fingers sliding slowly until they reached your hand. He looked at you to see your reaction but you didn’t even move, so he took it as yes. He grabbed your hand gently, bringing it closer to him so it would rest on his leg, close enough so he could play with your fingers quietly. Not a word, just quiet peace ; just you.
If there was something you didn’t like about Enjin, it was his smoking habit. Mostly because it was bad for his health, but also because it simply stinked. You hated this smell of the smoke, and even more the way it lingered on his clothes ; and yes it concerned you because his clothes were, for the most part, half yours too ; It wasn’t your fault if they were so comfy. But the smoke? It was your worst nightmare, and he began to notice it.
The way you coughed every time the smoke came your way, or when you refused him to cling to you because he was smelling like cigarettes. It couldn’t keep happening, he wouldn’t allow this. Little by little, he began to reduce his smoking. It was difficult at first because hey, it's still an addiction ; but he did his best, because if it was for you, nothing could stop him. And that was probably the stepping stone that made everyone realise what was really going on.
Rudo was the first to talk about it. He didn’t want to, really, because how embarrassing it was to ask something like that. But Regto always told him to speak his words when he needed to, and he just had to. He was sitting at a table with Enjin, eating some sweets when he noticed Enjin staring at you. Rudo put down his fork, and he slightly cleared his throat, catching Enjin’s attention.
“Are you two… like y’know… in a relationship or something?” he asked and Enjin almost choked on his own saliva. What the hell was that?! He was about to answer but froze before he could when Riyo shrugged her shoulders. “You can’t blame him, Enjin. Even if she had a boyfriend, he probably wouldn’t care as much as you do,” she said like it was nothing. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it before he did.
He glanced back your way, biting the inside of his cheek when he realised that Riyo was actually right. No one could care for you as much as he did. A sigh left his lips and he pinched the bridge of his nose. “You kids… Mind your own business, let adults do their things.” And Riyo huffed. She actually huffed at him. Enjin looked back at her in disbelief as she stood up. “Do it better then,” she said before leaving the table, quickly followed by Rudo who didn’t want to stay alone with Enjin after this.
Do it better, uh? Easier said than done. How was he supposed to do better? He was already taking care of you like he was your-
Oh. That was the moment it hit him. He wasn’t acting like a very good friend ; he was acting like your boyfriend. And the worst was that you let him do it without ever questioning it. He sighed slowly ; Riyo was right, he needed to do better. And he was about to.
A knock was heard at your door and you simply threw a “come in” without even minding asking who it was ; because at this hour? It could only be one person. Enjin walked in quietly, closing the door behind him. He made his way to your bed, sitting on it like it was his own before looking up at you, carefully brushing your hair.
“Can we talk?” he asked and you almost immediately stopped. You glanced at him from above your shoulder and he hated the worry he saw in your eyes. You quickly understood how serious it seemed to be, so you put down your brush and turned around to be facing him completely. “Sure. What’s going on?”
He took a deep breath, eyes closed and everything, before he exhaled slowly. He looked your way again, slightly frowning. “Do you think I care too much?” he asked, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty he didn’t know he was hiding. You seemed surprised by his words and you were quick to shake your head. “What? No, of course not. It’s how we are, we care for each other like that,” she said like it was so natural.
“Like what? Because you know as much as me that friends don’t care like that.” And that was the moment you froze. Reality hit you right in the chest, almost cutting the air out of your lungs. Yeah, he was right? Friends cared, best friends cared even more ; but what you two had, it was nothing like that. You looked down at your hands for a second before you met up with his eyes again. “So what now?”
It broke his heart. The way you sounded so defeated, like you were worried he wanted this to stop. Bullshit. He could never want this to stop. He stood up from your bed, stepping close enough so he could get down on his knees in front of you. He gently grabbed your hands with his larger ones, bringing them closer to his lips so he could leave a kiss on your knuckles.
“Now, I suggest that we act like adults for once,” he whispered quietly. You remained silent, unsure of what he meant with that. His fingers slid between yours, softly squeezing your hand. “I can still be your best friend ; but please let me be more than that too.”
You felt your heart skipping a beat at his words, because you never would have thought that one day, Enjin would be on his knees, almost begging to be your boyfriend. Your other hand cupped his cheek in the softest way ever, and his eyes closed shut at the touch. “You can be anything you want,” you murmured barely above your breath and it was all he needed.
The second after, he was the one holding your face in his hands to bring you closer, his lips almost crashing against your own. It was urgent, like he needed it to breathe, and yet it was also so gentle. He had trouble believing it was really happening ; but when you kissed him back, the world around him disappeared.
You pulled away after a few seconds, needing to catch back your breath, and he chased after you like letting you go was costing him more than anything. He rested his forehead against your own, his eyes closed and he let your scent fill all his senses. “I’m never letting you go now,” he murmured and you chuckled quietly at that. “Good, I didn’t want you to.” And with that, he wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you closer to him.
He knew he might not be the best out there, but he also knew that he would do anything he could to be even better ; because he would do anything for you.
pairing. enjin, rudo, zanka, fu (gachiakuta) x f!reader
prompt. you smile and they're so down bad
i hope you missed my gachiakuta works because they are so back, i'm sorry if it's a bit short but i slowly getting back to writing so.....
Enjin
He was a simple man, that was the least you could say about him. He loved pretty things, smoking and drinking. Other things too, of course, but he knew how to be good with simple things. You, on the other hand, weren’t simple at all. You made everything so complicated in his poor mind, he kind of hated it ; but he also adored it if you asked him. You made him want to be better when you corrected him on his bad behaviors. He liked to exhale the smoke of his cigarette in your face every time you told him he should quit. But the worst thing was probably when he made a stupid joke and you laughed. Pure and easy, natural, and it sounded just like you. Oh, he hoped he could just register it to replay it anytime he wanted. But instead he teased you about your nose crinkling and you punched his shoulder. Yeah, he loved simple things but he loved even more how you made them more complicated.
Rudo
Saying that he was bad with relationships was an euphemism at this point. He was starting to get better, slowly but surely, and yet there were some things that he just didn’t know how to handle. Being too close to you was one of those things. Not only were you a girl, but you were a very pretty one and he saw you like you were a treasure hidden among this trashy world. He was sitting at your table now, listening to your voice as you spoke with Follo who was there too. His eyes were on his glass, preventing him from blatantly staring at you without even realizing it. At least, until he heard what was probably the sweetest sound he ever heard in his entire life. He looked up at you and saw you laughing so softly. No dessert he ever ate before was as sweet as what he just heard. He didn’t even try to hide it ; he wouldn’t be able to.
Zanka
He was always proud to call himself the calm and collected one among the people around him. The kind of guy who didn’t get flustered so easily or even less to get scared just like that. Well, he had a few moments showing otherwise but it was a specific case. So when he began to realize how he felt towards you, he was certain that hiding it would be no problem at all. Except when he caught your smile from the side while talking with Guita. He froze mid-sentence and Riyo had to snap her fingers in front of his eyes to wake him up. He always thought you were pretty, but seeing you smile like this? He was close to getting on his knees for you. Thankfully, he had too much pride for that. He looked away before anyone could notice the color of his ears ; but when he saw Riyo glancing at him this way, he knew it was over for him.
Fu
Looking at you in the eyes was something he was completely unable to do. You were way too precious for that and he didn’t deserve to meet your gorgeous eyes just like this. It was a bit weird at first, the way he followed you everywhere and almost worshipped the ground you walked on. But you learned to live with that and it didn’t take long before you realized that he was really a cute and sweet boy who just never felt love. So when after a mission, you praised him with the most gentle smile anyone ever showed him, he felt his heart literally exploding in his chest. He fell to his knees, muttering something you couldn’t quite understand. But when he looked at you, meeting your eyes for once, you realized that he just had so much more to learn ; and you would be here to show him what it was like.
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omg it's been so long since i post something here i'm so sorry about that...... i promise i'm trying to come back for real this time // tw: mention of alcohol
Bokuto wasn’t the type who drank a lot. In fact, he kind of hated alcohol most of the time. Yes, it was bringing some fun during parties after they won a match, he couldn’t deny that ; but it also burned the back of his throat every time and it made him feel a bit dizzy. If one thing was sure, it was that he wouldn’t be the one to drink too much.
That was what he thought at least, until he found himself finishing drink after drink during this party hosted by who knew who, he couldn’t even remember. It could have seemed weird if everyone wasn’t well aware of what was going on in Bokuto's life lately. The reason behind all this? You left.
He might be considered as a sunshine by many people, but to him, no one was as bright as you. You were always able to take him out of his stupid bad moods and he swore he never felt happier than since you had stepped into his life. But not everything could be perfect and he had to learn this the hard way.
He was often away because of his team and just volleyball in general. Being a professional player wasn’t a very relaxing life, and you quickly understood that. You were happy that things were going well for him, you really were ; but when he began to cancel half of your dates or just forget about almost everything, you snapped.
Bokuto hated to fight, especially if it was with you ; but he couldn’t escape this and he knew it. So he fought back. Maybe he shouldn’t have. The moment you slammed the door of his apartment, he secretly hoped you would come back quickly. Except that you didn’t. And since you left, he had been completely miserable.
So here he was, drinking more than he should because, somehow, it made him forget about how much his heart ached because of your absence. He was laughing too much at something Atsumu said, something that was clearly not this funny. That was when they all decided that it couldn’t keep going like that.
Hinata was the one who called you, because he was sure you wouldn’t ignore the call if you saw his name on the screen. And he was right ; you answered almost right away. When he began to explain to you what was going on, you thought about hanging up. It wasn’t your problem anymore and you didn’t care ; or at least, you were trying to convince yourself that you didn’t, because you shouldn’t.
After hearing the state of your ex-boyfriend, you decided that you couldn’t just ignore it. In a way, you felt like you had a part of responsibility in this, and you weren’t the type to run away from those things. So you gathered some of your stuff, got ready and told Hinata that you would be here soon.
Almost half an hour later, you knocked at the door which soon opened, revealing Atsumu. “Thank God you’re here.” The relief on his face made you worried even more about Bokuto’s state because if Atsumu reacted like this? It must be really bad. He moved from the doorway to let you in because guiding you to the living room where Bokuto was.
He was leaning against Hinata who was trying to handle the situation, mumbling some incoherent words against his shoulder. The ginger sighed slowly when he saw you, gently tapping Bokuto’s arm to make him look up. And when he did, meeting your gaze, you swore you saw his eyes getting wet.
You walked closer, sitting down next to your ex as the others left the room to give you both some intimacy. He began to lean closer to you but you stopped in half way, making a small pout appear on his lips. “But-” he began to say, almost whining like a child. You didn’t reply, your fingers reaching out so you could brush some hair from his forehead and sense the temperature at the same time ; and he was burning right now.
You weren’t in the mood to talk but judging by the look in his eyes, it was quite the contrary for him. Before you could take your hand away, he leaned closer, chasing after your touch as he closed his eyes. “Don’t let go…” he mumbled and you could tell he was feeling dizzy. He was so predictable ; and you knew him way too much.
You took a slow inhale before you decided to put your pride and ego to the side. Right now, he wasn’t just your ex who made you upset ; he was someone you cared for and he was feeling bad, there was no way you would let him go through this alone. So you gently helped him lay down, guiding his head to rest on your lap.
He didn’t fight back ; he couldn’t but also didn’t want to. He laid down on the couch, his face hidden against your stomach as he nuzzled here like a lost puppy. Your fingers found their way to his hair, slowly running through it which almost made him whine. Bokuto wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you closer.
His first thought was that he could cry right now. Not only because he missed you so much that his heart was threatening to explode but also because he hasn’t felt this calm since you left. You were the safe place he knew he needed, and he was ready to do anything to make sure that you would never leave again. God, he would crawl on his knees if you asked him to.
“I miss you,” he whispered as he pulled away just enough to look up at your face. You tilted your head to the side with a light frown, but he didn’t let you say anything, squeezing your hip gently. “Miss you so much it hurts,” and you saw in his eyes that he meant every single word. You slowly brushed his hair away, your hand sliding down on his cheek and he almost immediately leaned against your touch, closing his eyes.
He nuzzled in your palm, leaving a soft kiss there that sent a shiver all the way down your spine. You hated how much you couldn’t deny any of this. He wasn’t perfect, you knew that ; but nobody was after all. And you were almost certain that you weren’t able to love someone as much as you love him.
“I’ll take you home,” you said, probably softer than what you expected and he looked back at you. “You’ll stay..?” he asked, his voice betraying the flicker of hope deep inside his chest. You leaned over him just enough to leave a kiss against his forehead. “Yes, so we can talk about this tomorrow.” And for the first time in weeks, Bokuto felt like the sun was shining on him again ; because no one could make his heart as warm as you were.
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