Hehe So~

stop this is the cutest shit 🥺🥺

15 + 16 with oikawa pleth 😳😽✨

ofc bb! And I saw that you were having a bad day so I wrote it with extra fluff

Pairing: Oikawa Tooru x Reader

Prompts: 15 "You just kissed me??" "Oh my god I just kissed you." "Do it again." 16 "This is the 20th kiss I've given you." "And yet I need more."

The crowd screamed along with the boys as they won against Karasuno in the interhigh finals.

You rushed down to the court, eyes darting around, looking for the familiar 1 on the back of his jersey.

"Oikawa!" You scream, seeing him scream in victory with Iwaizumi.

Now, you weren't dating him yet, sure there were mutual feelings, but Oikawa was too busy to act on them, and you were waiting until a point where he wasn't being followed by the many many fangirls he had.

"Y/n!" He yelled, rushing over.

Overcome with happiness and emotion, he grabbed you by the hips and pulled you into a kiss, chest heaving when he finally pulled back, drunk with happiness.

"You just kissed me??" Oikawa laughed in disbelief, he just kissed you.

"Oh my god I just kissed you." His eyes searched yours earnestly looking for any indication that you didn't like him in the way you thought he did.

"Do it again." You breathed out, and he did, he cupped your face with his hands and pulled you into another kiss, only pulling away when Iwaizumi smacked him on the back.

"Get a room" He's smiling though, happy that they won and happy that Oikawa finally made a move on his longtime crush.

Oikawa rolled his eyes and leaned in to talk into your ear, the stadium still loud.

"Want to go on a date after?" Sending him a nod, you let go and point at the door, an indication of where you'll wait for him.

He nods and sends you on your way, going to bow and thank the spectators.

It's about a 20 minute wait, you reliving the kiss and how Oikawa pulled back with only admiration in his warm eyes.

"Can't stop thinking of me?" He's dressed in a regular t-shirt and athletic pants, still slightly sweaty from the game, and from the backwards tshirt and slight breathlessness you can tell he rushed out to see you as soon as he could.

"I could say the same about you."

He walks over and leans in a little, eyes flickering between your eyes and lips, wordlessly asking for consent.

At your nod he leans in and captures your lips into a kiss, it's softer this time, lacking the passion and toughness that stemmed from the excitement in the stadium, but it in no way lacked the love it held earlier.

You walk of the stadium, hands clasped around his arm, shivering slightly at the spring air.

"Oikawa, kiss." You look up to him, and see him smiling giddily at your request, pressing a soft kiss on your lips, and pulling away with a smile.

Yeah, he'd never get tired of this.

You go to a nearby convenience store, getting snack and giving eachother kisses as you walk around.

He walks you home as it gets dark, hand firmly clasped in yours, his jacket around your shoulders.

"Thanks for today." You smile, the roads becoming more familiar as you get closer to your house.

"Thanks for agreeing to be mine."

You smile and lean up slightly.

"Oikawa, kiss me."

"This is the 20th kiss I've given you." He laughs, poking your nose and smiling widely. The outdoor lamp and light from inside your house illuminate his face, causing a sparkle in his eyes and lighting his skin up.

"And yet I need more." You sigh, mustering up the saddest look you could, even with the happiness coursing through your brain.

Oikawa sighs, matching your energy despite the smile tugging at his lips.

"Who am I to deny a beautiful person their kiss?"

He pulls you into a last kiss before you head inside, waiting at your door until you lock it, before heading back and throwing a fist in the air once he dot to the street, dancing slightly, unaware of you peeking out at him through bedroom curtains.

"Dork." You smile fondly as he skips down the road, this night clearly having been one of his best, and to be honest it was one of yours too.

“friends don’t kiss each other like this.”

or: the things they’d say to you in return.

character/s: xiao, scaramouche, kazuha, ayato, childe, diluc, thoma, albedo

“then maybe we shouldn’t just be friends.” XIAO mumbles dazedly between your kiss, fingers tracing your jawline as he absently admires the soft luster of his saliva on your lips. he watches as you shyly lean in for another passionate kiss, and he can’t help the sly curve that threatens to contort across his lips when he pulls you in to willingly oblige.

“who said i wanted to be your friend?” SCARAMOUCHE sneers — triumphant in pinning your body to the wall to keep you from running away, yet equally mirroring the blatant crimson shade pouring across your face. he sneaks a hungry glance at your lips but doesn’t remember meeting them, until your timid initiation of a plush sensation vividly comes back to both his memory and reality again.

“‘m sorry, love. i don’t think i can do it anymore.” KAZUHA smiles in defeat, yearning quietly as he stares transfixed by your lips, enchanted by the feeling of your mouth against his. he hopes it’s okay with you that he’s finally expressed his stubbornly pent-up feelings for you — he hopes deep down you’ll kiss him once again long before he forgets the exhilarating feeling of it. and when you bashfully move closer to capture his mouth in another soft kiss, he wonders if you had somehow heard him begging you to put your lips on his aloud.

“archons, please don’t remind me about that.” ALBEDO murmurs in a low and annoyed breath, pulling you back into his lips to steal several more heated kisses. he hadn’t planned on what to do if you would have pushed him away out of disdain, but the fact that he feels you carefully melt in his arms and your fingers run through the tousled mess of his blonde hair, makes him softly smile and wonder if you had been waiting for this singularly beautiful kiss as long as he has.

“so you’re saying that…if i called you mine, you would let me kiss you again.” AYATO hums aloud in contemplation, giving you a side-glance of confirmation. his heart soars when you hurriedly look away with a bashful expression, and he cups your cheeks for a second time, now with the faithful promise and intent of making you truly his, for perhaps eternity if you had allowed him, and even longer then.

“great. i always thought that we could do better.” CHILDE smirks nonchalantly, pressing a soft kiss against your jawline when he sees your cheeks instantaneously erupt in burning red. he’s been making discreet advances after all these long years, and eventually rendered you a complete and utter idiot when you had simply brushed it off as a courteous gesture from a friend. he knows kissing you will finally thrust his perseverant intention in your mind — and he figures by the flustered look on your face, you don’t seem to mind being on the receiving end for a handful more moments of his lips against yours.

“i wasn’t kissing you as a friend…” THOMA awkwardly clears his throat, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise to his ears. it had taken him weeks, or even months, to finally set his mind on the bold gesture of kissing you and asking you out. he had prayed to the gods that there was a possibility you wouldn’t reject him after everything you’ve made him feel, but that singular string of hope began to dissipate farther into the deep abyss. and he only manages to grab ahold of that long-drifting fantasy, when you’ve eventually brought him back to reality, by grabbing his shirt in hopes of meeting his lips for a second time, and maybe someday, a thousand more times.

“that’s fine, i wasn’t planning on staying as one for any longer.” DILUC whispers hotly against your lips, dizzy by the unfamiliar yet addicting sensation of the kiss. he knows he should probably distance himself from the close proximity, because if you keep clutching so tightly onto his coat for any longer, he might just take his chances and make the mistake of kissing you again. but you stay stubborn in your position despite looking hazy and flushed, and this time when he latches his mouth against yours, he doesn’t bother to care about any more regrets later on.

content- akaashi keiji

pairing- akaashi keiji x gn!reader

summary- akaashi looks back on life with you and realises something.

tagging- @kageyuji​ (bc you vale, are married to this man, @sugardaddykenma​ (bc he is one of your top men) and @samugiri (bc you wanted to read it)

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16 and akaashi 🥰

16. knows your schedule from the back of their heads (and gets shocked when there is a sudden change to your routine)

Akaashi liked to think that he knew your routine pretty well, not that you were aware of it.

You always slept past your alarm, even though you had a whole page of per 5-minute interval alarms set. He was tempted to set more for you but realised that it wouldn’t matter anyway. You were never early, but for some unknown reason, you were always able to wake up in cold sweat just before it would be too late to get to school on time. You rushed through your entire morning routine before you managed to step out of the door. You always looked just a bit disheveled when you leaped into the classroom just as the bell was about to ring. He always made the effort to see if there were any loose strands of hair that you missed so he could tug it in for you. (He didn’t really think too much about it when he did that but the swooning you felt when his long fingers slipped through your hair never did stop even though it was nearly a daily occurrence.)

Akaashi, on the other hand, always got through his mornings with leisure. He had to get back to school earlier than most for morning practices which left him plenty of time to make sure he had everything he needed before the classes actually start, meaning that he was always the one waiting on you each morning. His body clock was terrifyingly on point and he always wake up just moments before his alarm rings, always. He always looked so calm, a sharp contrast to the way you could barely breathe regularly when you slammed the classroom door open.

He froze in place for just a little (so little that you would probably miss it unless you really look) at the door when he walked in to see you already at your seat this morning. 

What was this? Why were you here earlier than him? Did you not sleep well last night? You actually seemed like you took a look at the mirror before you walk out the door today? Were you sick?

The engines in his head was running on high speed as he slowly made way to his seat in front of yours, even though on the outside he looked just as collected as ever. It was a good thing that you were being punctual, but something about it just reallly bugged him.

“Morning Akaashi.” you flashed him a quick smile when he sat down.

“Morning.” he replied, his eyes searching for any sign of you being unwell as you buried your head in the books in front of you.

He watched you sighed and pushed the book towards his direction. “Akaashi,” you mumbled as you ran your hand down your face, “do you remember if this part will be in the quiz? I straight up forgot that we had one until late last night.”

So you were back early under desperation, now it all made sense. A small smile tucked at the corner of his lips as he leaned forward which you took as him being his usual gentle self. “No,” he said and he paused before adding, “it will be in the one next week though.”

“Another one?” you sighed, gripping his hand in appreciation, “Urgh, what will I do without you?”

He smiled, leaning his head on his palm as he watched you dipped back down, a small piece of hair falling down as you moved.

It tickled when the tip of his fingers just brushed past the side of your face as he tucked it behind your ear. You glanced up, smiling sheepishly as you mouthed a soft thank you.

And so the routine was back to normal.

Can you write a thing for an Akira x reader, but the reader has this thing for the Joker and Akira finds out and maybe uses calling cards to hit on the reader??? :3

[Anon asked so I did my best to deliver!  A bit fragmented but I was focused on the idea of liking Joker turning into liking Akira.]

Onyx hair and slate irises.  Noticeable lower lashes that framed his kind eyes.  A masculine jawline, but his cheeks held just the slightest rounding of his youth.  The traits were all the same and yet, as Akira explained the team’s goals for the day’s trip into Mementos, your heart remained calm within your breast.

“Are we all clear?” Morgana called.

The cat’s words brought you out of your stupor and you nodded alongside your teammates.  It was too late to admit that you had been too preoccupied with analysing your sort-of-crush to hear anything that was said.  Well, you figured, all you had to do was beat up some Shadows.

Onyx hair and slate irises.  His porcelain mask outlined the eyes with a shadow and four distinct lower lashes.  His jaw was hard set with the rush of battle.  This man was someone completely different from the Akira you knew and it excited your heart into a thrumming mess.

“Are you okay?” Joker asked as he released the arm around your waist.

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Holy fuck this is so pretty 🥺

awkward - a. keiji

(a/n): small self indulgent drabble, lowkey wish my first kiss was like this instead wtf i got

warnings: none

loosely based on awkward by tyler the creator

during your afternoon class when the sunlight would drift through the windows onto akaashi’s face, you couldn’t help but be enamored by his beauty.

his long lashes, slightly messy hair, and soft lips would be something you looked forward to during your morning class. and when the afternoon would finally come, you would be enamored all over again. and sometimes he would spare you a glance while you quickly looked away.

so when he finally asked you out, of course you obliged.

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baseball

pairing: inumaki toge x gn!reader

the crack of impact rings in your ears as you watch him drop the bat and swiftly make it on base. you weren’t sure how to feel about the results of the goodwill event being settled with a baseball game, but seeing the way everyone is letting loose and enjoying themselves instantly changes your mind. not to mention, getting to see your boyfriend in action is a real treat.

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with love, [kazuha]

dear: @mooscutely​

prompt : kazuha + comfort 

warnings : spoilers from archon quest if you haven’t finished, mentions of death, ayato’s hotpot 

notes : i tried ;-; im sorry if this isnt what you expected 

dearest heart,

i hope all is well in liyue. it should be autumn soon, the leaves must look beautiful this time of year, just as they did the last time we were together. though, please do remember to take your scarf along with you since it does get a little chilly.

i imagine news of the raiden shogun’s declaration has reached your shores by now. it is as they say, inazuma is now at peace; though the war was neither won nor lost. even as i write this, people still celebrate throughout the nation. the streets are rife with laughter and joy and anegimi might have had one too many bottles of sake at the victory feast on watatsumi island. by the time you receive this, we should be halfway to liyue. before we left for ritou, i managed to slip away from the reverie and ayato-dono’s questionable invitation for a celebratory hotpot to visit my old friend. he now rests well beneath the ever-glowing sunset of our land. how i wish he could see our victory, our joy and the grace of the sword art he yearned to triumph. i have bore witness to it’s ferocity, felt the bite of electricity on my sword, heard the crackle of death in my ears and some part of me now understands why he sought to defy it. for it is a badge, a recognition of your skills as a swordsman. to defy the greatest warrior in our land is to become the greatest. the fool, he was.

you must be seething by now, my dear. i can almost hear the lecture i shall receive the moment the alcor docks. fret now, love, for i am well. i doubt i would be writing you this letter at all if not for his vision reawakening in the battle of the tenshukaku. strangely enough, there is a certain tug in my chest when i think about that moment. it was as if he was there again, by my side, wielding his sword with that practiced ease and that infuriating smirk on his face. his wish has now been fulfilled and so has mine, but it feels like the day we parted all over again. we’re soon to depart from ritou and i am already counting down the hours to our fated reunion. being apart from you is more difficult than i imagined, and i know you must feel the same too. when we disembarked from liyue at the request of the divine priestess of watatsumi island, i left a piece of my heart with you. you have been, and will always be, the place i truly call home. i can only hope to be the same for you.

as much as i would like to continue my letter to you, anegimi calls for help. now that i am a free man, i hope to bring you to my nation one day, to the place i once called home. to think that i would be able to walk the streets of inazuma with you is a thought i had never dared to dream.

wait for me at the docks, i wish for your smile to be the first thing i see.

until then, my love.

- kazuha

hi!! I really like your works and i enjoy it so much esp you portray diluc’s character so well, May i request frustrated kisses with diluc? I was thinking of a scenario where diluc is holding back his feelings for reader (bc of his darknight duties) and reader cant take it anymore and decides to show how much shes willing to risk it all for diluc?? if you’re still busy with work you dont have to do this! Hope you are well :’)

hi love!💕 thank you so much, it makes me so happy to know you're enjoying my writing, especially for diluc <3 i loved this idea, thank you for submitting it! i hope you're doing well too 🥰🥰💖💖

frustrated kisses with diluc | 2.1k+ words

the cooling night of mondstadt does little to calm your racing heart and the butterflies in your stomach. nothing within these walls could ever calm you down when you find yourself walking side by side with diluc as he escorts you home after a night at the tavern.

you think you’d be used to it by now; used to how both your cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink when you step too close and your arms brush against each other or the way your heart feels like it’s going to burst out of your chest when he smiles and chuckles at a story you’ve told him or even when he lectures you to be more careful on your commissions and is unable to hide the worry in his tone as well as he’d hoped. but even after all this time, you aren’t used to it and you aren’t sure you ever would be.

“you should get inside,” diluc says not a moment after arriving at the front door of your apartment. “it’s unsafe this time of night.”

“right,” you agree, your gaze casting down as your hand comes up to your face to push the hair out of your face. “thank you again for walking me home tonight.. and well most nights.” a small smile falls on your lips at the thought of how often you get to share these moments with diluc, a privilege no one else in all of teyvat gets to receive.

you regret moving the only thing that could hide your blushing cheeks when your eyes return to his handsome features and you see ruby orbs looking softly but intently at your lips and you can’t help when your eyes drop to his in return. what would they feel like when he finally kissed you instead of holding you at arms length? you’re sure they’re more intoxicating than the grapes he turns into the finest wine. were you going to find out tonight just how sweet they actually were?

he turns his entire face away from yours, his gloves hand coming up to hide more of his face than his plentiful hair already does when he sees you’ve caught on to what he’s been longing to touch for so long. he clears his throat before looking back at you, pink still lightly dusting his face. “please, think nothing of it. if it’s within my power i’ll ensure you get home safely,” he finds himself saying this a lot, especially with how often he does escort you home and you thank him as sweetly as you do. they’re words you’ve heard before and will never tire of hearing. “ah well - g-goodnight y/n.”

you say your own goodnight before he leaves much too quickly for your liking, before either of you can get the courage to get closer to the other and you’re stuck standing inside the doorway to your apartment, your heart fluttering and your mind racing. dilucs half hearted rejections were nothing new and you don’t let it bother you, your patience for him was unyielding. like the blooming of the spring's first flower or the butterflies that find their way into the grapevines of the dawn winery, in order to let wonderful things blosum and show you their true beauty, you must give them time. but like some flowers need a little extra time, a little more sunshine before they fully flourish.

you’ve thought about it for a while now, how much longer it would take diluc to stop pushing aside his feelings. you weren’t even sure at first if that’s what he was doing or if he simply wasn’t interested but as time went on and you two drew closer to each other it became obvious that he cared for you in a special way and that he was also pushing you away because of it. as he started to let you in, little by little, you began to understand why he did but as time continued and you stayed by his side you saw him soften, saw how his walls began to break down around you and you wonder now if the little bit of the wall that remained was up to you to move so you could finally make it to him.

worry of overstepping almost stops you in your tracks when you drop your bag inside your apartment and shut the door loudly you as you chase after him but your heart screams so much louder and all you want is to see him, tell him that you care for him so much it almost hurts and that when he’s ready, you are too. he couldn’t have gotten too far, it hasn’t even been 10 minutes since he left you at your door and disappeared into the night.

if it weren’t for his bright hair you may have missed him standing in an alleyway not far from your place. stopping in your tracks and turning on your heels you hurry towards him, calling his name just as he lunges forwards towards an enemy you hadn’t noticed before. you hadn’t even seen the claymore in his hand until now.

as the abyss mage disappears after being defeated, diluc quickly turns towards you, his eyes burning with a quiet fire that you’ve only seen a few times before.

“what are you doing out here?!” the words come out harsher than he intended and it almost has you faltering. he notices the hurt in your eyes and his tone immediately lowers as he comes closer to you. “i escorted you home so you would be safe for the rest of the night.”

“what are you doing?” you stand still in front of him, shocked and trying to process the sight before you. you’ve heard rumors about the hero keeping mond safe under the darkness of the night but you hadn’t imagined till now that they were true. as you come down from your shocked state, it all begins to make sense. of course the dark knight hero would be the ever protective diluc, his love for mondstadt and it’s people simply didn’t go away when he left the knights. it only makes you fall for him more. you meet his burning gaze and can’t stop the words before they leave your lips, “is this why you have been pushing me away?

“it’s for your own good,” he states and crosses his arms. “now,” he’s trying to make a point, what you just saw is not up for discussion at the moment, not until you're safely inside. “let's get you back home, shall we?”

“for my own good?” you sound upset and you absolutely are. it makes his heart ache. you weren’t supposed to find out this way, aren’t supposed to be out in the night where it’s dangerous.. where you could get hurt. he’s been trying so hard to keep you from getting hurt, even if it meant pushing away how badly he wanted you no matter how much he found himself drawn to you. under the cover over the moon he hopes you can’t see the way his whole face turns as red as the hair utop his head when you step closer to him and reach for his hand. the feeling of your gentle touch relaxes and yet worries him. “diluc what’s for my own good is up for me to decide.”

he sighs, his hand squeezing yours when his eyes meet yours. he’s not sure if it’s meant to comfort you or him or if his touch is only going to make things worse. “as i’ve said, if it is within my power to protect you i would. it’s not safe so i’ll escort you back home.”

but you don’t budge and neither does he.

“what about you?” you can feel the heat coming from him, it soothes the unease that was bubbling in your stomach that you may have ruined all the trust you’ve built with him till now, gives you the little push you need to finish what you came out here for in the first place because you never wanted to forget this warmth. “are you going to get home safe?”

“you don’t need to concern yourself with that,” his gaze is serious, almost too intense for comfort but you still don’t pull away and he doesn’t push you away. “it is up to me to deal with the darkness.. to keep it far away from you.”

for the first time since you’ve touched his hand, he pulls away and with it goes his gaze. the place where your hand lay on his fingers and palm tingle and he misses your gentle touch immediately but he had to move away. he worries your touch will cause him to waiver even more than it already has, cause him to push aside the worry in his chest that the darkness he brings with him will consume you, all so he can bathe in your light, breath you in and feel the softness of your touch against his rough, scarred skin. it simply wasn’t worth it. he can’t- he won’t let the darkness touch you and he’s convinced himself the only way of doing that is by not letting himself get close, keeping you at arms distance while under the night he protects you so the darkness can’t even cast a shadow on your beautiful face. “let’s go,” he repeats.

you take a step closer, so close your chests are almost touching and you don’t miss how his eyes look straight towards your lips before his gentle, yet sturdy grip wraps around your arms, keeping you only inches away from his own lips.

“y/n.. don’t..”

“why?”

“you know why..”

“i heard what you said but your actions betray your words diluc..”

“they don’t.” trust him, betraying his words would mean he would have kissed you long ago and even now when he’s finding it nearly impossible to pull away from you. he knows he has to but archons he doesn’t want to.

“darkness is everywhere but it doesn’t scare me because where there is darkness there is light and you watching over me.. if it’s for you, only you, i’m willing to risk it.”

“you may be,” the words come out in almost a whisper, “but i am not. i won't let you risk your safety and you shouldn’t be so willing to either. it isn’t worth it-”

“not worth it?” you’re finding it harder to hide the frustration in your tone and the tears pricking at your eyes. didn’t he see how much you cared for him and that even if you weren’t together you’d care enough to continue to be by his side? didn’t he know that he didn’t have to face the darkness alone? tears fall without your permission but you don’t let that stop you. grabbing onto the collar on his coat for support, you stand on your toes and lean up, ready to risk it all. “you are worth it to me.”

your words and your lips heat his skin more than his vision ever could, makes all of teyvat stop moving around you; only the sound of the wind proves that the world around you in fact still moves. your lips are so much sweeter, softer than he imagined and your fingers cupping his face feel chilly against his burning cheeks and he welcomes it happily. his hands hover above you, hesitating for a moment before one wraps around your middle, the other tangling into your locks and pulling you closer to him until your feet barely touch the ground. all your worries and frustrations leave with the wind as your lips meet over and over again.

you only pull away when you have to breathe but you don’t go far, not that you could even if you wanted to, and you don’t, with the way his arms hold you close. his warm breath fans over the skin on your cheeks and he can feel yours on his neck as he gently lowers you back down to the ground, placing his forehead on yours when your feet are steady underneath you. your hands find their way from his soft face to his jacket to extra support. it’s a good thing he keeps his arms around you, you aren’t sure you could stay upright with how weak your knees are.

“i’m sorry..” you whisper. you know you’re overstepped, possibly ruined your relationship but your body can’t stop now, moving on it’s own you rest your head against his chest. it’s comforting to know his heart is beating just as wildly as yours.

his arms pull you tight against him, his head rests on yours and you love the way his chest vibrates against you as he speaks, “you have no reason to be,” the sweet sound of his words that come out breathlessly are enough to convince you that you haven’t ruined a thing and just in case it wasn't, he leans done to kiss you once more.

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pairings: inumaki x gn!reader, junpei x gn!reader, itadori x gn!reader, megumi x gn!reader

genre: sfw/fluff

tw: none. 

a/n: pls grab your tissues for junpei, that shit made me sob he’s so precious please. 

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