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caught in the act !

rin itoshi getting a partner was never on anybody of the itoshi household’s bingo card but here he was, the youngest of the family with a loving partner whom he cherishes and adores.

it didn’t take long for him to fall in love with you, even less to introduce you to his family. he knew they would like—no, love you. because how could they not? you’re you and you’re perfect. even if they didn’t, rin wouldn’t let you go.

you were welcomed into the house immediately and quickly became a permanent fixture in the house, the previously dull and boring days became splashed with colour—your colour. rin’s mother adored you first, she always steals you away from rin when he brings you over maybe to help out in the kitchen or discuss the newest episode of her favourite show with you.

rin’s father loved you next. you were just the sweetest kid ever and seeing you with rin reminded him of his childhood days when he was young and in love with his wife. 

the last member of the family left to tell was sae, but he’s almost always out and about flying across continents playing matches. the only time you’d ever seen him was on tv.

until tonight, sae had gotten holidays. a temporary reprieve from his everyday hustle and he flew to visit his family. he didn’t like japan, but he figured a good son would visit his parents every once in a while.

that’s where he met you, rin’s partner. he didn’t feel much in terms of you but he knew, rin was happy, and so were his parents and that’s all that mattered to him. if rin liked you, he was sure you were the most sweetest thing in the universe.

after dinner when everybody was cleaning up, you and rin had snuck away to his room. sae had noticed, nothing goes unnoticed by his observant gaze but he didn’t stop you two, not his business. 

but it soon became his business when his mom told him to bring rin down for a family photo because ‘it had been so long since they had took one’. bullshit, really, why take new pictures? the family didn’t change.

but he still walked upstairs, hands shoved into his pockets. he bounded down the hallway until he reached rin’s room where he found the door slightly ajar. he debated whether he should knock or just barge in, he settled on the latter.

which he frankly shouldn’t have.

because as soon as he did, he was met with the sight of you and rin on the bed, making out. rin’s hands were wrapped around your waist and yours were thrown loosely around his neck, both of you attached at the hip, clothes slightly askew and faces flushed like you two had been going at it for a while now.

luckily, rin pulled away once he heard the door open and saw sae’s very disgusted face, muttering a quick ‘shit!’ rin hopped off the bed and fixed his clothes up. you panicked and threw a blanket over yourself.

“learn to close the damn door.” sae deadpanned from outside, pinching the bridge of his nose. he had closed the door himself, but it was soon opened by rin again. sae was now very acutely aware that his little brother was still just a kid, a very dumb one at that.

“sorry..” rin shifted from foot to foot, gaze downcast. “right.” sae exhaled, already feeling 20 years go off his lifespan at how careless his younger brother truly was. 

“come down, mom wants a picture.” sae turned around, beginning to walk ahead but paused after a few steps. “and from next time,” he began, “keep the door locked. nobody wants to see you shove your tongues down eachother’s throats.” he resumed walking. 

rin blushed furiously at his brother’s bluntness, running a hand over his face and through his hair. “yeah, yeah. i said i’m sorry.” 

safe to say, the family picture featured a very flustered rin and a very tired sae. rin better keep the door locked next year!

a/n: short drabble bc i love the itoshi brothers being brothers i was thinking of making this longer but its 5 in the morning

@reositos ★ don’t copy/modify/translate/repost to other sites or on tumblr. also don’t feed my work to ai.

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under pressure - smau ft t.kageyama

academic victim weapon with a constant need of yapping, y/n made a podcast and chose that double major to prove to everyone that she's capable of doing whatever she wants. on the other hand, kageyama tobio knows that he's not capable of anything except volleyball. under pressure, a story that dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves.

genre & tags : kageyama x f!reader, grumpy x sunshine, he fell first and harder, idk, she's kinda grumpy too, he's pathetic and we love him for that, college au , slooooooooow burn

status : ongoing

☆ introductions : big 4 - smart people + tobio

☆ profiles : yn's style & yn's moodboard

prologue
ep 1 : no ? me too ep2 : so they hate you for that ep 3 : self-own of the century ep 4 : public L ep 5 : tell me three things you see ep 6 : never been weird ep 7 : do NOT say that ep 8 : watching the plot unfold ep 9 : kinda for u ep 10 : go get that bag boi ep 11 : tragic main character ep 12 : friendly, uh > ep 13 : TWICE ep 14 :
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“𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓫𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓼”

a/n: @fleuritsum, your comment inspired this fic so thank you!!!

synopsis: you’re sae's girlfriend and come over for the holidays (christmas) to witness the itoshi brothers’ forced family reunion and them ragebaiting each other, both verbally, and with the gifts they chose to get for each other. 

you knew christmas at the itoshi household was going to be bad the moment sae squeezed your hand just a little too tight before ringing the doorbell. 

not nervous. sae itoshi doesn’t get nervous. this is the hand squeeze of a man bracing for psychological warfare. 

the door opens to rin. of course it’s rin

he looks exactly the same – too tall, too sharp, eyes already narrowed like he’s doing defensive formations in his head. his gaze flicks to sae, then to you, then back to sae with the most unimpressed huff you’ve ever witnessed. 

“… so you actually came,” rin says. 

sae smirks, lazy and lethal. “missed you, too.” 

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Kageyama Tobio — Where You Needed Me

(post–timeskip | long distance | burnout comfort | emotional reunion)he heard your voice crack, and suddenly nothing was too far

continuation of Before You Go

──────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────

adulthood has a way of stretching time thin.

you used to see him every day — in classrooms, hallways, after practice, beneath cherry blossom trees on graduation day — little moments stitched into a life so full it felt like breathing.

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“𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤”

a/n: came up with this idea on the spot because this is one way to get me to stop crying

ft. isagi yoichi, itoshi rin, itoshi sae, nagi seishiro, mikage reo, bachira meguru, shidou ryusei, karasu tabito, kaiser michael, ness alexis

isagi yoichi

  • isagi’s panicking. like sweating-through-his-shirt kind of panicking. 
  • you’re crying, hiccuping, ugly sobs echoing off the walls, and he’s frantically running around the apartment like, “uh– should i– get tissues? tea? food? do i call my mom???” 
  • he tries all of the above. nothing works. 
  • then in a desperate act of boyfriend logic, he blurts, “what if i, uh… take my shirt off?” 
  • you pause mid-sob. blinking. mascara tears and all. 
  • “... what.” 
  • but he’s already doing it. the shirt’s off. and suddenly you’re staring at abs sculpted from years of intense soccer training. 
  • you sniffle, still snorting from your tears, but your eyes are definitely scanning his torso. 
  • yoichi. what the hell are you doing.” 
  • “idk i panicked 😭 you like these right??” 
  • and somehow, it works. 
  • your tears dry up like magic. your brain just… blue screens. you reach out without thinking, poke his abs, and go, “wait they’re real.” 
  • isagi is now the one malfunctioning. face red, holding his shirt awkwardly. 
  • “so… does that mean you’re not sad anymore?” 
  • “yeah. but now i’m just confused and a little horny.” 
  • “oh.” 
  • he panics again. 
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Romance 101

Pairing: Sunghoon x fem! Reader SMAU + written parts

Summary: Love is brewing on Hybe University’s campus and Hong Y/n is just another one of the campus’s seasonal love bug victims. Despite her attempts to avoid her feelings she develops a huge crush on the senior she’s working with for the school’s film festival. But alas, Park Sunghoon has a girlfriend, it’s just a shame Y/n doesn’t realize that she’s his girlfriend

Featuring: Enhypen, TXT, Le Sserafim, and Wonyoung

Warning(s): Cursing, light angst, infidelity/ mentions of cheating, cursing, suggestive jokes, a k y s joke (nothing serious), substance use (drinking), and miscommunication (will be updated if there is more)

Status?!: Completed! October 7

Updates?!: Weekdays (subject to change)

Taglist (18+): CLOSED!!

Reblogs & feedback are appreciated ♡

•Time stamps and dates are not important | Some lessons include supplementary material (bonus chapters) that are not required reading for the course. All supplementary chapters are optional but are helpful in better understanding the main story•

Romance 101 | Prerequisite: Teaser  (Out Now! July 24th)

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OPERATION : MAKE YOU MINE sim jaeyun smau

synopsis jake has been crushing on you for how long now, he couldn’t even count anymore. now that he’s finally settled the terms with his feelings, he needed to do the inevitable — confess. jake is a confident man, he could get any girl he wanted so surely there should be no problem confessing to you, right? well there was one: you happen to hate his guts. now jake makes it his life mission to switch those feelings 180 degrees and make you his.

OR IN WHICH your no 1 public enemy at school suddenly becomes obnoxiously nice (flirty too) and you're kinda into it?? what, ofc you're not! HAHAha...

pairing -> sim jake (jaeyun) x fmr

genre -> one sided enemies to lovers (yn), hs au, reader is a cheerleader, jake is a football player, academic rivals to lovers

warnings -> profanities/cursing, reader hates jake’s guts lmao but not rlly hehe, jake trying so hard to get reader’s attention, yearning men (yes gawdd), jake is a LOSER

featuring -> enha members, yunjin (lsrfm), chaewon (lsfrm), soobin (txt), others.

  • CONTENTS SPILLED.ᐟ this is a work of fiction, none of it is real, it’s js for fun n giggles ykyk, hope u enjoy! sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes!

STATUS : ONGOING ( updates hopefully every 2-3 days )

  • STARTED : 02/06/25 - ✈︎
aerinotes WHA WHAAA new smau??? drop a comment and reblog if u enjoy babes<33 love u ALOT‼️‼️ hope u like this idea kinda nervyy. not ur usual e2l bc they don rlly hate eo LOL js like to tease eo

💋 = contains written parts!

"you're a tryhard, jake." "you're right, yn. i'm trying hard to get you."

L♡VE LETTER IS HERE 💌 open?

PROFiLES % ( for the plot ) , ( get that D decelis )

📄 PAGES UNFOLDING . . .

─── PAGE ONE : a side of you i've never known

06. jake demoted! 💋

─── PAGE TWO : a side of me you've never seen

27. she's mine

28. he's back

29. how we were

more to be added . . .

aernx 2025, don't steal, copy, or translate

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a/n; guysss I am aliveee haha i'm sorry for slow updates. work is so busy so I haven't been all that active or writing much, just coming home and sleeping (ノ_<、) slowly but surely I'll update more! next one is momager, promise hehe! Thank you for reading!! (っ ᵔ◡ᵔ)っ

just because. fluff. fem!reader. | not proofread.

when he buys you flowers. no reason... just because.

For all your boys who get you ‘just because’ flowers.

ʚଓ ˚˖𓍢🌷✧˚.🎀⋆ ʚଓ

You don’t expect anything when you come home. Just the usual quiet—his shoes kicked off by the genkan, the TV murmuring some rerun in the background, maybe the faint smell of takeout if he didn’t feel like cooking.

But today?

There’s a bouquet on the dining table.

It’s pretty—so pretty—roses and ranunculus and tulips, dusty pinks and creams, little sprigs of baby’s breath nestled between, wrapped in warm brown paper tied with a velvet ribbon.

Your breath catches as you drift toward them, fingers brushing over the delicate edges of the petals.

“Who…?”

But you already know.

Before you can even pick up the little tag tucked between the stems, you feel him—arms winding around your waist from behind. Long fingers splay low on your stomach, just above the hem of your blouse, warm as he rubs slow, absent circles. He’s been waiting all day just for this.

“You like ‘em?” 

His voice is a low murmur against your neck as he dips his head and brushes his lips there. It’s barely a kiss, more like a warm sigh grazing your skin.

“The lady said they’re in season or something,” he adds. His fingers drag slightly lower, just to tease. “Didn’t really care. Just thought they’d look pretty in your hands.”

Everything blurs into static. Your lips part, but your thoughts are scrambling, tripping over themselves trying to form something coherent.

“For… me?” you finally manage, voice small and slightly choked, like your brain hasn't caught up with your mouth yet.

“No, for the other girl I keep in my room,” he deadpans. 

You try to wriggle away and playfully elbow him, but he only snorts into your shoulder, holding you tighter. 

“I’m kidding,” he says, and this time, it is a kiss, lingering just beneath your ear. “Yeah. For you, dumbass.”

You glance down at the bouquet still cradled in your hands, the ribbon, the careful wrapping, the quiet tenderness behind the choice of colors, the unspoken feelings pressed between every petal.

“But why?”

He shrugs, the faint movement against your back. “Dunno. Just ‘cause.”

Your fingers tighten around the bouquet. “You never buy flowers.”

He scoffs. “I do. Just when you least expect it.”

And before you can roll your eyes or argue back, his hands shift. One curls gently around your waist, the other coming up to your shoulder as he turns you in his arms until you’re facing him.

The bouquet ends up pressed lightly against his chest between you as he peers down at you with that look he always wears when he’s up to something.

“Like…” His voice dips, gaze flicking down to your lips just for a second. “Now.”

Flick.

You flinch when his fingers snap gently against your forehead.

“Ow,” you murmur, blinking up at him, mouth parted in a soft pout.

His lips twitch. “That’s for thinking I don’t do nice things for you.”

“You don’t.

He gives you a long look, equal parts flat and unamused, but there’s a flicker of something smug underneath—something knowing, something fond.

He reaches down and squishes both your cheeks between his hands, fingers pressing in just enough to make your lips pucker.

You yelp softly, bouquet wobbling in your grasp. “S’nuh—!”

“Just say thank you, baby,” he drawls, voice a lazy purr as he leans in closer, nose practically brushing yours. “Literally so easy. C’mon. I did the whole thoughtful-boyfriend thing and everything.”

“Nuh my boyfwen,” you mumble through smushed cheeks. 

“Sure I’m not,” he murmurs, eyes flickering down to your mouth. 

He kisses you.

A kiss that makes your knees buckle. It isn’t sweet or shy or tentative; it’s sloppy and wet and filthy, teasing in the best ways as his mouth moves against yours. Because he’s got something to prove, because he likes kissing you when you can’t even kiss him back properly. 

You try to pull away—mostly out of surprise, definitely not because you want it to stop—but he doesn’t let you. One hand still cradles your cheeks, holding your face in place, while the other slides around your waist again, dragging you closer.

“You gonna say thank you now?” he mumbles into your mouth between kisses, the curve of his grin brushing against your lips. “Or do I have to keep convincing you?”

You breathe in shakily, lips still tingling, cheeks burning, hands trembling just a little around the bouquet still squished between your chests. He’s so close. You can smell his shampoo, feel the heat of his body, the weight of his gaze on your mouth.

And you cave. Of course you do.

“...Thank you,” you whisper. 

That smug grin of his softens immediately. He lets go of your cheeks, finally, and smooths his palms along your sides instead, grounding you there in that pocket of space only the two of you ever really occupy.

He leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead. Gentle. Tender. Lips lingering just a moment longer than necessary.

You stare down at the bouquet between you, at the soft blush-pink petals and the tag you never even read, because you were too busy melting.

For my girl. —just because you are.

You swallow hard. The words rise before you can stop them:

“I love you.”

And he’s already replying—no hesitation, no teasing:

“I love you more.”

It’s cheesy. It’s stupid. It’s so soft. 

And it’s yours. 

── ♡ Bonus ♡ ──

“Technically, though, they’re my flowers. Because I picked ‘em. So. I get partial credit.”

“You barely even know what a ranunculus is.”

“Yeah, but I know what you look like when you smile,” he murmurs. “So I picked the ones that felt like that.”

“...Oh.”

“That was good, huh?”

You twist around in his arms to glare up at him, face burning. “You rehearsed that.”

“Maybe.”

“You absolutely rehearsed that.”

He shrugs again, unabashed. “So what. It worked, didn’t it?”

It did.

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a pitiful sight

in which you break yourself down because isn't love all about compromise?

itoshi sae x reader | angst | wc 1.1k

how soul-crushing is it when someone rejects you for the very reasons they fell in love with you?

you remember when he liked that you always said what was on your mind. he enjoyed listening to you ramble about everything and nothing at the same time. marveled at how you can never seem to stop talking. unfiltered—vulnerable.

now, it’s unnecessary noise. distracting. too loud.

you remember when he liked that you went to him for help. when you were angry. when you were sad. he relished in knowing that you trusted him—that you sought his support and reassurance. 

now, it’s a weak mindset. needy. too codependent.

you remember when he loved that you called just to hear his voice. asked for pictures throughout the day. begged him to stay for just five more minutes. said i love you more times than you’ve ever said his name.

now, you’re just clingy.

so you changed. because isn’t love all about accommodation? about compromise?

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no thoughts, just her

tobio forgets his jersey number but remembers the exact time you first sneezed in front of him.

ts!kageyama tobio x f!reader

c: fluff!!

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hi!!! can i request some secret dating scenarios with some haikyuu boys (specifically kageyama but please include whoever you want to write :)??

maybe where their secret gets exposed or maybe moments where they are sneaking around and acting in front of other people something like that lol thank you!!

also i really love the way you write idk what it is but something about just makes me so happy to read it 🫶

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caught secretly dating

about. in which you and kageyama are caught secretly dating + accidental pda in front of others!

an: haiii!! thank you so much for requesting! it means a lot that you said that ab my writing ♡ ! i decided to make two different kageyama scenarios lmk which u will like most :3! i would write other characters but this been sitting in the drafts for a while :(

kageyama scenario 1! caught

the gym is quiet after practice, the sound of bouncing balls long gone. you decided to stay with kageyama after practice ended. kageyama’s still on the court, chasing the last of his perfection. you’re sitting cross legged at the edge, waiting like you always do, pretending not to be mesmerized by the way his body moves when he serves.

after time, he jogs over, hair damp with sweat, expression soft in a way no one else ever sees. he sits beside you, silent, but his hand finds yours under the bench. his grip is tentative at first, then firmer when you don’t pull away.

“you don’t have to wait for me,” he mutters, voice low and soft. “you’ll get tired of it.”

“i won’t,” you answer without hesitation. “i like being here.”

kageyama freezes like you’ve spiked a ball straight into his chest. his face turns crimson, and instead of looking at you, he drops his head into his free hand. “stop saying stuff like that.” but his thumb rubs small circles against your palm, giving him away.

the moment feels fragile, private, until the gym door creaks open.

you both jump apart, hands flying to your laps like nothing happened. daichi steps inside, clearly surprised to see you still there. “you two are here late,” he says easily, retrieving a forgotten jacket.

“just.. uh, extra practice,” kageyama blurts, too fast, eyes locked on the floor. he’s bright red, his voice a pitch higher than usual. you nod quickly, trying to look casual, but your heart is hammering.

daichi lingers a moment, gaze flicking between the two of you. his brow arches, subtle, but enough to make your stomach drop, before he finally leaves with a simple, “don’t stay too late.”

the silence he leaves behind is deafening.

kageyama exhales hard, hands raking through his hair. “he knows,” he mutters, horrified.

you can’t help laughing softly, nudging his shoulder. “maybe. or maybe he’s just giving us space.”

kageyama glances at you, cheeks still pink, and after a long pause, he leans forward just enough for your shoulders to touch again. his hand brushes yours under the bench, hesitant, then settling firmly. “…i don’t want to hide forever,” he admits quietly, as if the words taste strange in his mouth.

and though you don’t answer right away, the way you squeeze his hand back says enough.

kageyama scenario 1! sharing water

practice stretches long into the evening, the gym smelling faintly of varnish and sweat. kageyama’s usually sharp with his focus, but you notice him falter tonight, glancing at you on the bench between serves, shoulders tensing every time your eyes meet.

when the break finally comes, you hand him your water bottle without thinking. he takes it in two big gulps, like he’s done dozens of times when it’s just the two of you walking home. only this time, he hands it back in full view of the entire team.

hinata freezes mid-step, jaw dropping. “wait—you just—did you two”

the silence spreads fast.

kageyama stiffens, blue eyes darting between his teammates. his ears flush bright red, the tips almost glowing. he opens his mouth like he wants to deny it, but the words don’t come.

so you do the only thing that makes sense, you laugh softly, covering it with a shake of your head. “it’s just water,” you say, tone even.

but the way kageyama looks at you in that moment; soft, grateful, like you’re the only thing grounding him makes it obvious to anyone paying attention that it’s not just water at all.

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Anonymous asked:

Hello!! Been loving reading your work! I was thinking, you can choose any character whatsoever because I’m indecisive af. What about if they were smiling at their phone or mentioned a girls name and their team didn’t believe they had a girl and was making it up bc she’s from a different school. When yn pops up at a game cheering for him, the team is confused shocked that there is actually a pretty girl for him!!

You can choose to ignore if you don’t want or I’m not making sense lol.

impossible

tobio having a girlfriend made everyone wonder if they were victims of a government psy-op.

kageyama tobio x f!reader

c: fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff

teeny tiny rant in the end ˆ𐃷ˆ

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You and your husband have been happily together for the past 2 years.

But the way he is lying so comfortably on the couch, reading, he looks peaceful, too peaceful for your liking.

You smirk at yourself, take your phone, and sit down beside him. He wraps his arm around your waist like he has done thousands of times, still focusing on the newspaper.

You turn your phone on, recording.

“This man is soooo hot,” you whisper loud enough for him to hear and glance at him for any reaction, but nothing.

You don't stop.

“Ugh.. look at his biceps.. the way I would-”

“Look at his jaw line.. is that even legal”

“Wish man were real”

You feel it. The slight twitch of his fingers around your waist and the grip around the paper. He doesn't look up. No. He's stronger than that. He won't just give in that easily, grab your phone to look at the man you've been literally thirsting over for the past 2 minutes. No. He is better than that. Instead, he will do what a grown, mature man does: glare at the newspaper like the ink did him wrong and pray that the man is not Michael B Jordan.

The cute and sweet, perfect wife you are, you don't stop. no-No-no

“I knew he was handsome but damn.. I wasn't expecting that.. I think he works out too.. look at those forearms, they would look so good around my neck-”

That's it.

He is patient. Yes.

He is understanding. Yes.

He helped you rearrange the living room at 2 am because you felt like it. Yes.

He paid for an expensive baking set when you impulsively decided that you would become the best baker in town and gave up after trying once. Yes.

But this. This is bullshit.

He knows what game you're playing. He knows you want a reaction from him. You've been doing that since dating in high school.

“Who,” he says, more like a statement than anything else. Trying to get a look at your phone.

“AhAh, you see.. he is well known actually.. saw him the other day at the grocery store.. I was almost drooling-”

He throws the newspaper across the room and grabs you by the waist and pins you to the couch.

“Wait- that tickles!!” you gasp for air, laughing.

“Who makes my wife fangirl like that, hm?” he asks more for himself as he grabs your phone.

“NO, WAIT-”

“Oh,” He looks at the screen, back to you, then again. His flushed face and tasselled hair reflected through the camera. You were talking about him… “You're so annoying,” he says but his ears turn bright red.

"I've told you he is hot”

“Next time just come and tell me, I do, and give me a kiss, m'kay?”

No.. that will not happen. He knows it too. The way you're grinning and giving him the ‘I won’ look tells him this won't be the last time you will do such thing. Maybe next time he will pay you back.. somehow.

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thinking hard [part 1]

📲 kageyama tobio x f!reader

tags: college au, roommates au, sub!kageyama, hinata is tired, kageyama is socially awkward

warnings: some kms jokes, suggestive content

✗ !!! minors do not interact !!! ✗

✗ ignore timestamps! ✗

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two-way mirror ;

blue lock itoshi rin x fem!reader, series

genre/cw

-> 16+ smau/writing hybrid (chs w writing indicated w a 🥁), shut me up spin-off (recommended to read it first but you don’t have to), rock band au, college au, aged up characters, strangers to business partners(?) to lovers, slow burn, real people are used in the photos, shipping, dark humor + kys jokes, violence/hate comments, mentions of drinking (ab)use, mentions of sex, smu’s y/n is called ichika to avoid confusion, credits to 🦊 anon! more will be added as the story progresses…

description

-> you transferred last minute to blue lock university in hopes of making their arts program… with a two day deadline. desperate and out of ideas, you stumble into a bar the night before your assignment is due and find yourself drawn to the band performing: bastard city. a struggling artist with a knack for photography, you take THE photo of itoshi rin mid performance that has his popularity skyrocketing, and find yourself in a whirlwind of fame, deals, and perhaps even a sprinkle of romance…

playlist

-> two-way mirror, loathe -> head in a ceiling fan, title fight -> hysteria, muse -> black hole sun, soundgarden -> about a girl, nirvana -> karma police, radiohead -> all i think about now, pixies -> pretty girls make graves, the smiths -> it almost worked, tv girl -> when the sun hits, slowdive -> when you sleep, my bloody valentine -> sober to death, car seat headrest -> covet, basement -> forget her, jeff buckley -> me and the birds, duster -> undressed, sombr -> link here

status

-> ongoing! updates every 1-7 days unless stated otherwise

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Anonymous asked:

KURA!!!! WRITE ME A RIN X READER FIC AND MY LIFE IS YOURS!!!

Can you write one where the bllk cast stalk Rin on a date with his childhood bsf, and they recently started dating?

Like you know the chapters where most of the bllk cast was in Shibuya right?? So they see Rin on a date with the reader and they stalk him.

THANK U FOR READING 🌹🌹

“𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞”

a/n: OKAY YOUR LIFE IS MINE NOW 😍😍😍

shibuya on a saturday night buzzed like a beehive – street performers juggling fire, neon signs blazing, couples weaving through the crowd, tourists gawking at giant screens. but none of that mattered, not tonight. tonight was historic. rin itoshi, blue lock’s very own human iceberg, was on a date. 

to the untrained eye, it looked like nothing. just a tall, moody guy walking beside a girl, carrying her hand bag when she insisted on trying a game booth, nodding when she laughed, and staying close enough to block her from brushing against strangers. but to the gaggle of idiots trailing behind, this was a live documentary. they’d never seen him act human in public before. 

bachira crouched behind a gachapon machine, phone in hand, recording like he was on an assignment. “here we have the elusive rin itoshi in his natural habitat. notice how he’s… not scowling for once. incredible.” 

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