Haikyuu!! Kisses (Yamaguchi x Reader)
He had made up his mind before the day of the party had even arrived. Tadashi Yamaguchi was going to confess his feelings for you that night. He wasn't going to keep losing his nerve at the last minute, like the previous times he had almost told you. He also wasn't going to talk himself into believing he wasn't cool enough to ask you out. Even if it turned out you had feelings for someone else or you didn't see him in that way or that you liked his best friend, as Hinata had suggested--even then, he would go for it.
Yamaguchi was going to tell you that he loved you.
Well...he would tell you that he definitely liked you as way more than a friend.
He hadn't really mentioned it to anyone and he was dying to do so. Specifically, he had intended to tell Tsuki but before he could, Hinata had made that stupid observation.
After school one afternoon, in the club room, Daichi asked why Tsukishima wasn't with Yamaguchi.
"Because a girl stopped him after class!" Hinata said, looking scandali
Haikyuu!! Kisses (Oikawa x Reader)
Tooru Oikawa was laying on his back on his couch, staring vacantly at the ceiling. He was thinking of a certain someone again; about the way you moved your fingers to gently soothe your neck after sitting at your desk all day, the way you laughed when you thought no one was looking that charmed him so, and most of all, the way you couldn't be bothered to put up with the showy side of him. Only a few of his closest friends saw through that façade of his, but you had been able to spot it from the start.
He liked it. No. He loved that about you.
True. At first, he had hated that about you. It was too much like himself. He didn't like not being the most observant person in the room.
He generally portrayed himself in a way that made him popular, and he did have a lot of those traits, but he turned to that even when there were times he would have acted much differently if no one was around. He put on airs that he deserved to be the most popular person
Haikyuu!! Kisses (Kageyama x Reader)
Tobio Kageyama had just experienced, by far, the most fulfilling school year of his life. Not only did he do well in volleyball, but he grew in the sport, learned how to be a team player, made friends for the first time ever, and took on opponents he never could have won against without the other members of Karasuno. He had definitely been able to open up more to developing social skills with the help of Hinata, Tanaka, Suga, and the rest of his team.
One area where he hadn't made any improvements, however, was where it concerned talking to girls. He'd been trying to figure out how to approach women, but Kageyama was still at a loss. It wasn't as if his teammates fared much better. There were only two people he knew that really seemed to just have some kind of natural skill, when it came to having girls flock to them, though giving back totally different responses to their fans; Tsukishima and Oikawa-- but he certainly wasn't going to as
Haikyuu!! Kisses (Hinata x Reader)
"Hey! Hinata!" came a familiar voice.
Turning away from the group of boys he was walking with to the party, Shouyou Hinata saw you smiling and waving at him.
"(F/n)! Hi!" he shouted back enthusiastically, waving back wildly.
"Oi! Calm down, dumbass," Kageyama growled, smacking him in the back of the head.
Rubbing the sore spot, Hinata winced as you caught up with them.
"Hi, Kageyama. Yamaguchi," you addressed the other boys with a smile. "Where are you guys going all dressed up like this?"
"We're going to a party for all the volleyball teams in the area! It's at the venue at the top of this hill!"
"No way! I just started working there part-time. I mean, I just help clean, but it's kind of funny that we're all going the same direction, right?"
Kageyama shrugged, but Hinata was quick to agree. He didn't really find it funny, however. He would say it was more "lucky" than anything else. With the two of you in the same class, he developed an enormous crush on you during the school yea
Death The Kid X Reader - Music Unlocks The Soul
Death The Kid X Reader
Kid walked down the elegant staircase as silently as he could, trying his best not to stop and ogle at the symmetry of his manor, nor alert Liz or Patty to his presence. He made it to the door and was opening it when Liz came out from behind him.
“Where are you going, Kid?” She asked sceptically whilst blowing her fingernails dry.
“Well... you see.. Father asked me to go and meet with him.. I'll be out all day and I can't be late bye.” He was out of the door in three seconds flat.
“Well that was rude.” Liz pouted before returning her attention to her moist nails.
You sat on your (f/c) sofa in the tiny apartment's living room, double-checking that you had everything you needed. You heard a soft knock at the door and smiled lightly, raising from the slightly battered sofa to open the aforementioned door. As you opened it, Kid rushed inside.
“I think Liz and Patty were trying to follow me. They did
Her Notebook Death the Kid x ReaderIt was all in that damn notebook. Or so he thought. Death The Kid was thinking about what he figured was in her notebook. Who she actually loved out of all the guys at the acadamy. Nobody actually knew what it was for sure, all they knew was that she carried it around with her everywhere. And with not knowing, there were rumors of course.
"I heard she draws dead people in it."
"Really? I thought she wrote creepy poems or something"
There were rumors about anything and everything she could put in that small (Perfectly symmetrical, as noted by Kid) notebook. But still nobody knew what was actually inside of it. Kid was bound and determined to find out though. Because he was in love with the girl holding the stupid thing.
~Approach one: Take the notebook without her noticing
For _____ _______ it had been a normal day so far walk to the school with Soul, meet with their friends, and then go to class. Now it was lunch break and _______ was on her way to her locker to get her lunch
Comfortable (Crona x Reader) ~Oneshot~Crona was a shy child. He had no confidence in his own abilities, was unsure of himself in every way, had a horribly dark past, was depressed, fragile in nature but tough in body, and was easily overwhelmed.
His good points? He was kind, and though he was shy, he never hesitated on the battlefield. He's always there, rushing to his friends aid, despite wondering if he would really be able to help or if he'd be a nuisance.
But that's on the battlefield. In person, he's hesitant. He complains that he "Can't handle" anything that's been given to him. Unsure of how to respond to any situation that's even slightly out of the ordinary. And he's afraid. He's always afraid. Afraid of not being good enough, afraid of disappointing his new-found friends, afraid Medusa will come back for him. He's always afraid. He's afraid he might hurt someone. He's afraid of being left behind.
But that's Crona. Everyone wants to help him, and they really do try, but it's a slow process. He's begun to smile mor
The Stereotypical SnK Fanfic (VariousxReader)CRACK
The cadets chatted away merrily in the dining hall of the Survey Corps head quarters. The Shinganshina trio sat by themselves in a corner of the room because they cannot be bothered to make many other friends.
"But then, Captain Levi swung across on his 3DMG, and holy BISCUITS IT WAS JUST SO AMAZING!!!!!!!1!!1! I mean if it weren't for all the shipping wars and Mikasa, I would totally let him touch my D."
"You mean your 3DMG?" Armin squeaked out as he looked up from a book, one among the many about the outside world he had even though they were illegal and more than likely confiscated or ruined.
"Oh yeah, that too." Eren added as his beautiful turquoise/green/teal/blue/canonically grey eyes beamed.
"But Eren," Mikasa interrupted quietly, "Our fates are intertwined in a way that makes the viewers believe we may be in love with each other even though you're all I have left in this world."
"A-And me..." Armin pointed out as he internally screamed, "Ugh
Buns (various x reader) crackfic| AU
*******warning for language and themes
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun.
(Name) walked down the hallway of her school holding her books close to her chest as she tried to ignore the group of guys singing a song that was sweeping the high school like a virus.
To add insult to injury it didn't help that the song was fitting her perfectly, (name) was blessed with a nice posterior that the guys drooled over so with this song "Anaconda" being sung behind her she came to hate the song and with a sigh and a quick turn of her heels she faces the group of guys.
"But (name) we want some cause you have buns hun!"
Eren and Reiner say in unison with a grin followed by wolf whistles by the group of guys although Jean didn't count since (name) believed him to be a horse. With a sigh (name) continues to walk ignoring the group of guys following her.
Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins.
"With that butt I'll buy you anything."
[Nagisa] Forever and Ever
Nagisa x Reader
The cool breeze tickled her face as she inhaled deeply, appreciating the lingering flowery scent in the air. The sky was a clear radiant blue, not a cloud in sight, the sun shining brightly onto the earth beneath it as the last cold breaths of winter faded, warmth filling the space it left. With fingers laced together, they made their way to school, walking past a grassy meadow, which was coated in a frosty layer of snow merely weeks ago. Now, the lush field was blooming with wildflowers, swaying gently amongst the sea of green in the morning draft. Tall trees were thriving with life, birds singing and chirping happily, squirrels scurrying around after a long winter of hibernation. Butterflies fluttered through the air, hovering over the flowers, like dancing fairies celebrating the arrival of spring.
The picturesque meadow didn’t go unnoticed by the couple, unlike many others who just walked past, not bothering to spare a moment to appreciate the beauty
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