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random sakusa headcannons
he loves wearing jewelry; necklaces and rings are a must. he prefers chunky (thick) silver over dainty pieces
enjoys photography- he even has his own camera
loves surprising you on dates. on your 6th month anniversary, he got you a charm bracelet. there were already a few there, but there was plenty of room for more to be added. everytime you’d go a special date, he would add a charm for to remember it
furthermore, he takes a picture before each outing and saves them to a folder in his phone. once he’s reached a couple year’s worth of photos, he prints them out and puts them into a journal, writing down small details of what happened on each date 🥲 i am love starved
likes scary movies and especially enjoys teasing others when they get scared. definitely finds them silly (especially 80s and 90s slasher films)
SAKUSA LISTENS TO INDIE, ROCK AND CHILL POP MUSIC !!! BILLIE MARTEN, FRAN VISILIĆ (religiously, okay probably even seen him live), JUNODREAM, ST. VINCENT, SUMMER SALT, ALT-J
his handwriting is so nice ? extremely neat and not too small ( it looks like he’s typed it but it's just that good)
the type to say he has nothing to wear but his closet is FULL OF CLOTHES
posts on social media like 5 times a year
a dog person but if you got a cat he would bend over backwards for them
this man will put his pets before you. if he’s at an away game, expect him to facetime and demand to see his children. will straight up ignore your text for hours at a time and respond only asking if you fed his babies- i hate men
his phone is so unorganized ??? istg it’s like he ignored the ios 14 update. even if you try and fix it, he somehow always messes it back up again
watched true crime shows religiously in high school (there was no motive for this one)
[A/N]
i love that this progressively gets more chaotic as it goes on
anyways ! hope you enjoyed :) likes and reblogs are much appreciated ♡
"do you love me?"
tsukishima paused the video he was watching on his phone as he turned to look at you, who was sitting beside him on the couch, with an unamused face.
"there's a kid sleeping in the bedroom right next to us who looks exactly like the two of us," he responds, eyes meeting yours.
"that doesn't answer my question, kei."
he places down his phone on the coffee table in front of both of you, slightly turning his body to the side to face you.
"what did you do this time?" he asks, eyes fixed on you.
"what? i did nothing! why are you answering my question with another question?" you frowned, arms crossed in front of your chest.
"because the last time you tried pulling something like this, you 'accidentally' broke my glasses." his brow quirked up at you, air-quoting the word 'accident' for emphasis as he mirrors your action.
"it was really an accident! and no, i did not do anything nor broke any of your stuff," you gave him a slight glare, lips slightly jutting out into a small pout. "i just want to know if you love me."
"no, i don't," he says, corners of his lips tugging up into a small smirk.
you kept your eyes on him as he turns to lean his back against the couch, picking up his phone again.
as you were about to say something, he cuts you off.
"i don't love you that's why i married you and had a kid with you."
he says, eyes still fixed on the phone screen.
"i don't love you that's why i wake up earlier than what i'm used to so i could prepare your breakfast and pack your lunch for work."
even though he has his phone in his hand, you knew you have his full attention as he was just looking at the home screen instead of opening a random app.
"i really don't love you, that's why i use my free time at work to watch re-runs of your favorite shows so i could respond with something useful whenever you talk about them to me."
the smirk turns into a genuine smile that you know fully well as his eyes were fixed on your family photo that he had set as the home screen background of his phone.
"i don't love you that's why i sit with you here on the couch, at four in the morning even though we both have work in less than four hours, answering your dumb question," he says, finally turning to look back at you.
but it was your turn to look away.
"it was just a question, you don't have to be all serious," you mumbled quietly, "and do you really watch my dramas in your free time?"
kei lets out a small laugh, turning back on his phone again as he scoots closer to you, resting his head on your shoulder.
"i thought the plot would be cliche but it's more fun than what i had expected..." he replies, playing the video that he was watching earlier.
I love hxh so much and the plot is *chefs kiss* but would it be too much to ask for if they just... idk had a filler episode where they all hung out and weren’t going through a midlife crisis at 12? Like don’t get me wrong I love everything about the plot but I just want everyone to be happy 😫😫😫
watching doctor who for the first time in like… 2 months
you die in every iteration of the tale. every letter about you is printed in blood.
the reflection in your eyes slowly dims, crimson trailing off your outstretched fingers. you are smiling this time.
since when had this been decided? you don’t know where the path for your inevitable fate started to unfold. you find yourself situated in between the civilians and the threat to their safety.
people around you try to prolong it, burning your draft letters and ushering you home before dusk. they insist you spend the days working the land and nights beside fireplaces.
but nothing can change the shape of your soul. you, self-sacrificial, reach out to wipe the tears of a crying child. you remember what it’s like, to be young and innocent. to have the unyielding belief that the world is, and should be, fair and kind to all.
and you will die, and die, and die.
you do not know your fate, your wide grin casting a light over the overcast sky. you are not fearless, but act in spite of the heavy dread. you do not hesitate, as you push yourself off the cliff along with the enemy soldier.
you are born to die, to leave the marks of your bloodied sword carved into a boulder. to leave the world with red clouding your vision.
oh
Sorcerer Sakusa
(an drawing from a few months ago. From my witcher au.)
I don’t know what writer needs to hear this
but you can write something very plain.
You don’t have to write some genre-redefining masterpiece. You can write a story about two people very simply falling in love. You can just write a story about a person going to the store. You could, if you were so inclined, just re-write Star Wars but like, make all the names start with M.
Don’t let the fear of not-writing something transcendent stop you from just writing.
this used to be ME
Bro she can read a whole 400 page novel in a day. If she is not reading your one text, let her go, she's already taken by a fictional character
them : is it hot in here or is it just you
you : what
them : what
NISHINOYA, atsumu, tendou, tanaka (he used this on kiyoko), MATTSUN, konoha, sugawara
screaming crying i found some old sakusa hcs i wrote like.... a year ago ???? oh my god they’re so fucking funny i am was freaking out over this man
listening to zelda music and it’s storming out— 2day is good
omg please think about going on a tinder date with iwaizumi and it goes horribly.
he barely talks, only answering your questions with short sentences. never tries to reciprocate the energy and you sit there in silence most of the date. when you finish with dinner, you think he’s going to walk you home but he literally says “bye” with a small wave, shoves his hands in his pocket and turns the other way. and in the morning he texts you “cool date.” and you decide to never speak to him again.
so imagine your surprise 5 years later when you walk into the same restaurant on a blind date set up by your friend. and sitting at the table is iwaizumi hajime. you can’t decide whether to run away or pretend to pass out so you can get out of this impending disaster, but he makes eye contact with you and walks towards you before you can make a decision.
“you’re y/n right? oikawa sent you here?” you nod, “yeah. it’s nice to see you again.” and you watch his expression morph from confusion into pure horror when he remembered how terrible that date went. and he starts to apologize so profusely saying that he was an idiot teenager who didn’t understand the inner workings of a date and he’s a much better person now but he understands if you want to turn around and never see him again and he just keeps spouting random things that make no sense until you cut him off with a laugh.
you smile and say you’d love to give him a second chance and man does the date go amazingly. he actually speaks to you this time, telling you stories of his childhood and how he became friends with oikawa and why he decided to go on the blind date. and you can’t stop giggling and smiling at how sweet he is and how sarcastic he can be. and 6 hours later they had to kick you out of the restaurant because you’ve been there so long and lost track of time since things were going so well.
he actually walks you home too, subtly brushing his hand against yours on the way back. asking you about your job and your friends and how someone as perfect as you managed to meet someone like oikawa. and he smiles so widely when you smile and he makes sure to tell you how pretty you look when you’re happy. and he drops you off at your door, refusing to come in for now but leans in so your faces almost touch and waits for permission to kiss you. and there’s sparks, he’s so gentle and so kind and as he pulls away from the kiss he places one more quick peck against your lips before telling you goodnight.
and he sends a text later that night saying “cool date.” to which you respond “yeah, cool date.”
and you both laugh about it years later while reminiscing, with a shiny ring on your finger.
Nice to Meet You! || Meet Cute AU!
♡ synopsis. a fleeting encounter where two souls meet for the first time. whether its a first glance or a first hello, theres definetely spring in the air, even if neither of them realize it yet. for love starts with an encounter and he couldn’‘t be anymore glad that its with you.
♡ genre. fluff ♡ feat. Akaashi & Kuroo ♡ wc. 1784 ♡ note. this is just gonna be a series of meet cute scenarios and I’m planning on making more of these! ps. how does one not get carried away when writing akaashi?
AKAASHI KEIJI
there they are again.
akaashi keji’s eyes have been trained on the same figure coming and leaving the university library for days now. at times he felt as though he was finally losing it. he’s only ever read about this feeling in picturesque novels and sickiningly sweet poetry. never in his life had he thought about those storybook cliches to happen in his mundane life.
but perhaps spring had finally come for him.
he wasn’t quite sure why he was so intrigued, like somesort of pied piper, you had him following your every move, having him wrapped around your finger without a single word.
akaashi had thought he might want to change that. you were more than a cover to a book, he wanted to read your mind, know your story, make out what makes you – you. then perhaps he’d have a better understanding to the pining inside his heart. so he finds his feet moving towards your direction without much of a thought, his sorroundings looking hazy as his heart picks up pace with every step.
“here let me” he called out softly, reaching out for the book you were reaching since earlier, only for you to whip your head abruptly.
“oh no — you don’t have to!“
you made the mistake of stepping back, and before you knew it, a great deal of paperbacks and articles cascaded off the bookshelves. you prepared yourself for the impact but it never came. you open your eyes, only to see akaashi had vigorously propped both his hands beside your head, shielding you from the onslaught of books as if it were a first instinct. he winces at the pain but it was nothing compared to the throbbing in his chest whilst he looked straight into your eyes given the close proximity.
“akaashi!”
"it’s fine, i’m sorry for insisting too much” he backs away immediately and rubs a hand on the back of his neck. trying to catch his breath, he thought ‘this definetly wasn’t a good conversation starter’. he struggles to keep eye contact, catching a glimpse of the events that happened just moments ago when doing so. the image had him flushing red whilst he tried to sort himself out.
“no no, its not fine! i could’ve killed you!” you worriedly ask him if he was okay, examining his condition whilst muttering a string of apologies. the attention was definitely not helping him calm down his nerves, yet he couldn’t help but savor the moment, even just for a little while.
“you know my name” he murmured in daze to which you stare at him as though he said the most ridiculous of things.
“that hurt didn’t it” you asked, a hint of guilt coating your voice.
“just a little ache is all”
“i knew it” you bit your nail in distress, thinking of ways to recover from this sticky situation. this was definitely not how you imagined your first conversation with him to turn out.
you managed to muster up an idea and gave him a reassuring smile. at that moment, the man swears he gained another lifespan or two. “do you like cake? i know a perfect place, let me make it up to you c’mmon!”
“no its really fine“ he replied, waving his hands to refuse, only to lower it back and bite back his lips, seeing you upset at your own mistake. he sighs and gives in. “well, i wont say no to cake, but there is something else i wanted to ask if you dont mind”
“anything! its the least i could do for causing you trouble” your eyes light up, eager to listen to know what he had in mind, and with that, he cant help but look at you all too fondly. was it possible for someone to look this absolutely breathtaking without much effort?
“then, will you allow me to get to know you more,?”
he flashes you a sweet smile, which only grew wider, seeing you fumble with your next words as you pick at the loose fabric of your shirt. he wonders where he got the sudden boost in confidence, but the flustered look on your face was definitely worth the effort. it had only been a few minutes since he first spoke with you but he can already tell you’ll keep him on his toes.
“are you sure? there isn’t really anything about me. i bet you dont even know my name yet.“
“(y/n)” he answers wholeheartedly, catching you off guard as he stares at you thoughtfully “your name’s (y/n)”
you pursed your lips together and slowly nodded your head. summoning all the courage you had, you took his hand and proceeded to drag the bespectacled male outside the campus library, the muscles of his cheeks growing soar from smiling whilst you try to hide your own.
he was in trouble and he knew it.
KUROO TETSUROU
kuroo tetsurou runs through the busy streets muttering every curse word there is to exist, with kenma nagging at him on the other end of the phone. it wasn’t everyday that he was late, however, he just so happened to be late on the very day he had a very important job interview.
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Summary: Sakusa Kiyoomi tended to avoid a number of things: germs, crowds, his teammates, and interviews. He preferred his life out of the limelight. When rumors spring up about his love life, keeping his fiancée a secret becomes a whole lot harder.
Chapter List
The Snake Den
MSBY Black Jackals
Return to Tokyo
The Game
Post Match Interviews || Extra
A Late Night Encounter || Atsumu
Drinks with the Boys
Spring Qualifiers
Tokyo Rematch
Sponsors and Fangirls || Extra
Musubi Tower
Gold Digger
Breakfast at Tiffany’s
If She Had to Pick
The Final Game
BONUS: Paranoia || Kiyoto
Taglist [CLOSED]: @90s-belladonna @aesthriellez @alyssasteaparty @anastasiasthings @angsty-microwave @aomine-100 @ayumiinuzuka @bringmelily @chaosamu @cherryonigiri @chichi-chanischibi @cresentea @daninaninani @deimmortales99 @dumplingzumispam @fairsumu @fangirling-25-8 @fern-writes-ig @food8me @ggukiefrappe @haikyuuopalite @hamsterfan17 @heheheh2547 @hqsks @huliannajace @icedoutmywristtitanic @imuziawi @intoomuchfandoms @iwaizluv @kai122303 @kara-grayson04 @keijination @keijishima @kiyoojima @kurootetsutetsu @kylalily @lanadel-dope-blog @letmegetthisclear @lilacshouko @macaronnv @marenskihq @marvel-snowbaz @mirakeul @miyayassy @namyari @nekoma-hoe @nerdyphantomlady @ochabby @of-heroes-and-dreams @oikawalmart-hq @onelostgirl @ongjaewonx @raenebalgaire @rinnieee @sakusakymi @sakuzaddy @sckusa @sehunosh @semicielo @shakiraisawesome @slut4oikawa @song-of-storms162 @space-flamingo @steggy4ever @suna-allie @svtbitch @t-rexmoreliket-flex @taxkuu @therealwalmartjesus @toaster-stick @translucentthoughts @trxsmaii @ushiwakasthighs @voids-universe @volleybloop @weirdlylifeismymiddlename @yakus-yakult @yeehawslap @yougivemebutterfliess @ricefarmerkita @clowninfortodoroki @pleasantlyplantiful @sugaishi @ynjimenez @1-800-b @dadchi-oya @deephumandragonperson @ravioliplease @tremendousglitterthing @sotiriapark @roiana-mustang @parisaanelia @muppetz @4don1s @ly-nia
Jokes On You! - A Tendō Satori SMAU
Saffron’s Masterlist
Pairing: Gender Neutral! Youtuber! Reader x Youtuber! Tendō Satori
Started: January 23, 2021
Last Updated: February 14, 2021
Status: Completed
Warnings: Strong Language, Reader has depression and an eating disorder, suggestive humor, Kenma has an eating disorder, Reader has an abusive ex-boyfriend, Depictions/Mentions of violence and injuries
Description: Tendō Satori is a popular Youtuber, going between gaming and showing off his talents as a chocolatier. He and some of his closest friends haven’t ever really strayed from their group. Until a lovely person, L/N Y/N rises in popularity, as well. After a while of thirsting after the other Youtuber, Tendō find their account. And he’s very interested on their thoughts about the former volleyball player’s hands.
A/N: I am such a SUCKER for Youtuber! AUs, not even going to lie about it! Plus Tendō just 🥺 Anyways! Taglist is always open! Don’t be a stranger 💕 Y’all gave me a serious confidence boost in my writing, with your love from the last SMAU. Y’all are too good to me. 🥺
Learning to Love! Playlist
Cult Things
Lovable Himbos R Us • Satori’s Cult 😈
They Said What?
1. Children.
2. The Live
3. Alien Bodysnatcher
4. Brownies (W.C)
5. Setting Up
6. Among Us Friendships
Among Us Friendships: Bonus Chapter (W.C)
Projects
7. Sad Hoodie
8. Off the Grid
Off the Grid: Bonus Chapter
9. Exes (W.C)
Exes: Flashbacks — Bonus Chapter (W.C)
10. Hospitals — (W.C)
11. And Explanations (W.C)
12. Project Y/NTendō
Jokes
13. Insomniac
Insomniac: Worries — Bonus Chapter
14. Stuffed Animals
Stuffed Animals: Proud — Bonus Chapter (W.C)
15. Onesies! (W.C)
16. Oh, So We Fancy-Fancy
17. Having Dinner (W.C)
Having Dinner: Good Job — Bonus Chapter (W.C)
18. Scavenger Hunt (W.C)
19. Eating Disorders (W.C)
Valentine’s Day
20. Valentine’s Day Mornings (W.C)
Valentine’s Day Mornings: Shoulder Rides — Bonus Chapter (W.C)
21. Accidents Happen
Accidents Happen: Drinks — Bonus Chapter (W.C)
22. Truth or Dare (W.C)
Truth or Dare: The Game — Bonus Chapter (W.C)
Truth or Dare: Secrets — Bonus Chapter (W.C)
23. Kisses (W.C)
24. Recovering
25. Cuddling...
26. ... And Spending the Night
Back Into Routine
27. Fan Service
28. Dating?
29. Dating.
30. Epilogue (W.C)
Taglist: (In bold ones couldn’t be tagged, but I’ll keep trying :))
@kookie-doughs @missalienqueen @kodzuklutz @halesandy @pelicanpizza @pandauniverse @sevenlol @mixed-bag-of-tricks @satoriluver @uniquepickle @geloikawa @babyshoyo @ilauvcoldpizza @ghoulgirlradio @maer-333 @tobi--o @ermahgerd-larry-and-ziam @ashtounding @rogueofbullshit @tendousfingertape5 @rintarawr @a-little-pebbl @420-uwu @tendousshawtybae @himboos
Learning to Love - A Kyotani SMAU
Saffron’s Masterlist
Started: December 31, 2020
Last Updated: January 11, 2021
Pairing: Female! Reader x Kyotani Kentaro
Warnings: There’s to be fluff, a lot of fluff, suggestive content, cursing.
Status: Finished
Introduction:
The Boba Buddies; Kyotani’s Pack
Chapter 1: The Meeting
I. You’d think she’d know
II. Different
III. Convenience Store Boy (W.C)
IV. Lose my number (W.C)
V. My Eyes! (W.C)
VI. Poor Tadashi
Chapter 2: Getting Closer
VII. They Found Me (W.C)
VIII. Warm Jackets (W.C)
IX. Keep it. (W.C)
X. Feelings
XI. Nosebleeds
XII. Reverse Harem Vibes (W.C)
XIII. Tokyo
XIV. Returning to Miyagi (W.C)
XV. Jealousy
Chapter 3: Questions and Answers
XVI. Self Love O’Clock
XVII. Late Night Texts
XVIII. The Game (W.C)
XIX. Sleepover in Tokyo (W.C)
XX. Sleepover in Tokyo (Pt. 2) (W.C)
XXI. Questions and Confessions (W.C)
Chapter 4: Preliminaries and Finales
XXII. Training Too Hard
XXIII. TL & C (W.C)
XXIV. The Game (Pt. 2) (W.C)
XXV. A Year Later (W.C)
XXVI. Epilogue (W.C)
Holiday Bonus
Valentine’s Day
Taglist:
@galagcica @halesandy @f1bbe3 @voidednightmares @softiebadbitch @strawberrymarshallow @whyamihere-bro @pelicanpizza @chaeringpop @satoriluver @setterspirit @moonlightaangel @starryleafy @morpheus-rex @kodzuklutz @tazzi-baby @prettyinblack231 @trashy-simp @kookie-doughs @kac-chowsballs
i bet on losing dogs
sakusa kiyoomi x reader
summary- you’re a college student coming fresh off a broken heart. sakusa, too, is a student at your university as well as a volleyball player with your close friend bokuto. when atsumu bets sakusa that he couldn’t handle, nonetheless date, your cynical personality, will the relationship you built with kiyoomi sakusa crumble?
genre- college!au fluff, angst, humor, crack
taglist- open
status- ongoing
they forced themselves there || y/n’s besties <3
i. do i wanna know?
ii. when he sees me
iii. tainted love
iv. moonshine
v. iris
vi. don’t speak
vii. lovely
viii. wait for me
ix. jessie’s girl
x. babooshka
xi. hit me with your best shot
xii. i will always think of you
xiii. washing machine heart
xiv. nuit blanche
xv. better now
A lifetime of kisses - Hinata Shoyo
A short kiss to his cheek leaves him breathless, even though it's normal for the two of you, just best friends, only 5.
The lighting is yellow underneath the plastic slide, his hair sticking up in all sorts of directions due to the static and the sound of kids playing is all around you, and the kiss is but a fleeting moment in your lives, something to remember late at night.
When you start dating, in your first year of high school to be exact, every kiss to his chapped lips leave Hinata reeling, a giggle leaving his lips as he smiles wildly.
"Shoyo." The simple whisper on your lips have his cheeks burning, throat dry, and he's so in love he's almost dizzy. Teenage love has it's hold on him, but Hinatas not sure if thats all it is.
And when you kiss him on the alter, he's crying, salty drops mixing into the kiss, his hands carefully cupping your face as though you were made of flower petals, delicate and beautiful.
There's clapping and hollars from his fellow black jackals, the clicking of cameras signifying to the world that Opposite Hitter Hinata Shoyo finally married the absolute love of his life. But he dosent hear any of it, all he hears is the pounding in his ears and your teasing laughs at his tearful face.
The last kiss you give him, you're laying together, smiling at the stars outside your bedroom window, listening to the far away sounds of the world as you think about all you've accomplished.
His hand comes into yours and a shaky hand comes to kiss him goodnight for the final time, and a tired laugh rattles out of his chest as you both close your eyes.
[10:28 PM]— SUNA RINTARO
When Suna sees your story, your smile large as you’re out with friends for the first time in a while since the break up, his head spins. It’s not the outfit you’re wearing, it’s not the way the colors compliment your eyes perfectly or the way your body’s hugged in all the right places—it’s the arm wrapped around your shoulders, loosely hanging around you as though it were normal.
And he hates that the man who’s got you tucked into him seems so bright, so content.
And Suna sits in his room, on the creaky old bed, next to the dim old lamp, surrounded by the bare old walls, watching as you seem to have your life together.
Do you? Are you happy now? Now that you’re no longer tied to him, tied to his habits of shrugging you off, keeping you out of the loop, not coming to you when he needs it most, not being there for you when you needed him most.
He supposes it makes sense. It should. But he dies inside at the look on your face, and with every second he stares at your smile, his composure falters, and his eyes turn misty.
So, with shaky hands, he calls you, and to his surprise, you pick up.
“Suna?” He blinks, shocked at the normalcy of your tone.
“Hey, y/n,” he mutters. It’s quiet for a moment, and neither of you knows what to say, and then you sigh. He feels wetness seep down his cheeks.
“What is it?” Sniffling, he stares at the small cushions set up by the window where you’d both sit and watch the lights of the city. Suna pretends he’s looking out of it and talking to you while you visit your family like he used to do. He used to laugh when someone struggled parallel parking across the street, pausing you mid-sentence to tell you about it.
“I wanted to just… I just needed to hear your voice,” he whispers, admitting to you for the first time in a while that he needed something to do with your presence. Even too late, it feels somewhat nice.
But nice wasn’t always enough. Nice was fleeting, a small sense of security in a moment that you stole from the world, and it was easily outweighed by much more. Being with Suna was nice. And then it wasn’t.
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pairing: sakusa kiyoomi x gn!reader genre: fluff, slice of life wc: 1.2k
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
There were a lot of things Sakusa wanted to do on his day off.
In fact, if one were to open the notes app on his phone, one would find a neatly compiled list of things he had planned in anticipation for this said day-off.
First on his list was to clean his apartment — his schedule is soon to be ridiculously packed with practices, games, interviews, and events, and who knows when he’ll get the next chance to tidy up his space?
Then, he thought, perhaps he could finally make a dent in the pile of books that were slowly accumulating dust on his night stand.
He even saw a movie he wanted to watch on some streaming service Komori downloaded into his TV. He read the reviews online, and it looked great.
Maybe he was gonna make himself a fancy snack. He might have gone to the grocery store to stock up on food and household items.
He had an entire day off — one that he wouldn’t be getting for maybe another three months, with season in full swing. He wants to make the most of it, and be productive.
So the last thing he ever wanted to do was to be sitting in a dusty waiting room of a dentist’s office, tapping his shoes impatiently on the linoleum floor. The reception attempted to usher him into a seat, but one look at the dark gray linen seats made him shake his head with vigor.
He’s been waiting for nearly forty five minutes, and the sharp scent of the antiseptics had started to singe his nose hairs. The TV that hung from the corner of the ceiling played the same news program in an endless loop, and no matter how many times he checked, his reception gave him zero bars.
Just as he was about to hang his head back and groan in frustration, the door into the exam rooms buzzed open, and a dental assistant peeps her head out, visibly sagging with relief at the sight of Sakusa.
“Are you Omi?” she asks Sakusa, and the black mask strapped across his face had successfully hidden the frown of irritation.
“That would be me,” he begrudgingly answers, and the young woman nodded before turning back inside.
As soon as the door opens, Sakusa nearly falls over in shock when the dental assistant emerges with you in a wheelchair, two ice packs wrapped against both sides of your cheeks with a white bandage tied with a bow neatly on top.
Though, that wasn’t the only part of your appearance that was jarring. He had thought you might be a little loopy, but he never expected for you to be wheeled out a sobbing, blubbering mess.
“Where’s Omi?” You said in between shaky breathes, your words muffled by the cotton that had been stuffed against your bleeding gums.
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the sixth station
pairing: sakusa x reader
genre: honestly, i have no idea. it’s not exactly fluff, nor is it angst.
warnings: allusions to death/ afterlife.
a/n: the description of the train was inspired by the train in ‘spirited away’.
he is sitting on the train, travelling to a place where city lights and skyscrapers fade into fields of green, and skies painted blue.
it is only him on the train - quiet and desolate. the only company he has are the birds outside, rising high above, singing their symphony. the vehicle moves effortlessly, throughout the journey kiyoomi has not once jolted, remaining in the same position - it is as if the train is weightlessly floating.
the red velvet he is sitting on is smooth as his hand gently strokes the material, and the wooden flooring beams even more brilliantly when the sun hits at it. he looks ahead, and the sun filters through its golden honey light - kiyoomi feels the warm rays on his face.
you had been on this train many years ago. he wonders: as you waited to arrive at your destination - did you, too, feel the heat of the sun on your skin, see the birds dance freely, smile at the never-ending fields.
he sighs, leaning his head back against the window - itching, longing, yearning to see you. you had left him abruptly - he never had the chance to say goodbye. it was all so sudden - he never had the chance to give you a proper farewell.
still, kiyoomi knew one day he would be reunited with you. it was only a matter of time - after all, the seasons changed, the years passed, the flowers withered and bloomed.
today, the journey is coming to an end, and soon, he will be reunited with you.
(here, cold winters become distant and sunshine is forever eternal.)
today, the journey is coming to an end. kiyoomi has waited long enough.
(here, flowers forever glow and delicate petals never fall.)
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and as the train reaches its destination, beginning to slow - kiyoomi thinks of you waiting at the platform, greeting him home.
the flower garden
pairing: sakusa x reader
warnings: none
genre: fluff
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kiyoomi gives red roses on the first date. he’s standing in-front of your door, bouquet in his hand. he cannot help but ask himself: is this too much? he looks down at the roses, they’re loud and bright against his pale hand - red like the sunset, red like apples and raspberries. what if you think he’s moving too fast? roses on the first date? perhaps he should not have listened to his sister. his thoughts come to a halt, when the door opens and you are standing there, smiling - looking at the flowers. kiyoomi, are those for me? you ask. he nods his head, and your eyes twinkle. they’re beautiful, thank you! he passes them to you, ears tinted red.
(he had nothing to worry about.)
-x-
kiyoomi gives orange tulips when returning from an away game. he enters the apartment, careful not to crush the flowers - orange like the leaves in autumn, orange like fire cackling - as he takes his shoe off at the entrance. he takes his face-mask off, entering the living room, and the sunset blankets the room in golden orange. kiyoomi, is that you? you call out. he hears the bedroom door slide open, and your footsteps against the floor. you smile wide, walking towards him and say, welcome home. the orange flowers fall into your embrace, as you hold them with all the love and care. it’s good to be back, he says, pressing his lips on yours.
(home is not just a place, it is also a person.)
-x-
kiyoomi gives white lilies after an argument. he is currently at the public park, and can see you sitting on the white wooden bench, alone. it has been a few hours since he last spoke to you. you left the apartment - eyes angry, lips scowling. he knew he would find you here, and truthfully, he does not want to sleep on an argument - he loves you too much. your facing forward, he places his hand on your shoulder, and you jump at the sudden contact. i’m sorry, he says, gently. he places down the white lilies next to you - white like the glimmering snow, white like the moon wolves howl at. you do not reply, nor do you turn to look at him. but you do pick the flowers up - plastic wrap crinkling - holding them close to your chest.
(relationships are not always perfect. and that is okay, because from here, you will both learn and grow.)
-x-
you give purple orchids on his birthday. kiyoomi is not one for celebrations, he does not like crowded spaces - preferring to stay within the comfort of these four walls. celebrations are small and intimate, and you do not mind, as spending time with him - if it is with a group of people, or just the two of you alone - is what matters the most. you gift him the purple flowers - purple like the wings of a butterfly, purple like the sky at dusk. happy birthday, kiyoomi, you say. he smiles, softly. thank you. the cylinder vase is small in his hands, as he smells the orchids. you know, the purple really brings out the colour of your eyes. he looks at you, amused. really? you grin. yeah.
(he is a year older and wiser. but no matter what happens, he will always be your kiyoomi.)
↬ pairing. sakusa kiyoomi/gn! reader
↬ summary. the rawest part of you fits me like a missing puzzle piece, or i think sakusa always deserves some tlc
↬ genres. fluff
↬ wc.
↬ a/n. this piece features both characters showering together, so there is implied nudity. however, it is still entirely sfw, but i will use a read more ! also deals with anxiety
“let me hold you,” he pleads, watching you sort out the laundry in the closet.
blinking, you agree- but after your shower. you inform him as such.
“we can shower together,” sakusa suggests, “i just want to hold you.”
in his insistence you hear the words he can’t express, the exhaustion and fear and the desperation to hold you, his favourite person, while doing one of his favourite activities, showering.
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When he enters the scene, the stranger directs their friendly gaze to him and the second that their eyes meet, Kenma feels he’s in the middle of a meet-cute of some romcom movie.
The first thing he notices is the way your eyes crinkle when you smile, the corners of your mouth turning upwards as you greet him. He hears your voice, but he couldn’t make out what you were saying—as if he was entranced by a spell, too busy to pay attention to anything else and finding it all too easy to become drawn to your aura.
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