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daichiis-scrunchiie · 2 years

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And breathe...

your choice x gn!reader

On the train journey to school the panic sets in over looming exams, your boyfriend is there to reassure you.

info: fluff, exam stress, last minute revision, stress tears, comfort ✧*。

Your boyfriend was doing something you found subconsciously attractive: knowing when to shut up and keep quiet.

Biting the skin around your thumb you carefully flicked through your notebook with one hand, eyes wide and glazed over with the drying ache of not having blinked once.

Skims of honey-gold sunlight spooked the ink on your page as the train wound under tunnels, feeling your agitation spike as in mere seconds it would go pitch-black then blindingly bright again. The ink of your precariously placed notes wobbled and jolted with each belly-churning manouver of the railway, every bump seemed a malicious distraction.

You just wanted to scoop up the words on the page and absorb them- you’d studied as much as you could, but your relentless mind assured you one last session, twenty minutes before the exam, would do no harm.

His large hand gently held a waft of hair behind your ear while you bent over the shaking, poorly-screwed table and jolting jot-downs. He munched his breakfast snack as quietly as he could, keeping the lip-smacking to a minimum, while his eyes trained on you.

As you sighed out loud for the tenth time at the train’s swerves and sent another glare at the gaggle of squealing girls a few rows ahead, your boyfriend scooched closer after brushing the crumbs from his fingertips to his trousers, and deftly shut your book.

“Hey-” you straightened up in a flash, reaching for the item he now dangled cautiously behind his head.

“Ah, ah,” He tucked the notes in your school bag and zipped it shut as a sign of finality, “your eyebrows have scrunched up so many times I lost count, and while I usually find it cute; it’s making me worry, sweetie.”

“I need to revise- please, I can’t, I can’t,” and suddenly you were working yourself up into uneasy hysterics, panic flooding your system like a scorching infection: because if you don’t study harder you’ll fail this exam, and if you fail you won’t pass the class, and then you’ll be held back and never make it to college, and no college means no career and no money for an apartment with the love of your life-

“C’mere, honey,” he sighed and that same large hand encompassed the back of your head and brought it to his chest, “shh, shh, it’s okay, love, you’re totally okay.” his hand rested on top of your head as he lightly pecked your temple, listening to your breathing steady against his muffled heartbeat, and snorting at your smushed up cheek.

Leaning back you looked into his eyes as he wiped the tears from your eyelashes with the pads of his thumb, and you leant into his palms. Those eyes adored you, held so much admiration. In all honesty, the way he saw you as the most perfect person, while weeping on the 7am train about answering some questions, made you a little shy.

“One thing I know, aside from you being so smart and pretty, is that life isn’t one set course.” His smile was lopsided as his eyes raked over you, from red, blotchy eyes to that cute chin that creased with an ever-so-gentle smile, “It’s not a straight line. Things change and we take paths we never even considered- and that’s not a bad thing. It’ll lead us right to where we need to be, yeah?”

Nodding softly you settled back to your seat and your eyes fluttered shut, arm lolling on the plastic rester. Long, warm fingers entwined with your open palm and squeezed as he took in your form bathed in sunlight.

“That was really cheesy, love.” you chuckled as he adjusted your head to lay on his shoulder. "Sorry for crying." It was a breathless mutter, but he caught it and frowned a little, snuggling closer to you.

Shuffling your school bag under the table with his foot, he pecked the top of your head, now warm from the way the tunnels and tree-line had opened up so the sun could bare her fresh, dizzy spell upon your peaceful body that collapsed into his.

“No need to apologise for how you felt, love. And when it comes to you, i can’t help myself.” He squeezed your hand and gazed at the scribbles blotted on your skin from the rush this morning, tracing them absently as his head rested atop yours, “You’ll do great.”

A/N: I have some exams soon and I always revise last-minute,, it's a bad habit ಠ_ಠ

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daichiis-scrunchiie · 2 years

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With you pt.2

i've loved you since the world was gonna end

and it just might if i don't confess

daichi x gn!reader

info: fluff, child-hood crush, underage drinking (briefly), continuation from pt.1, teenage love ✧*。

January first, 2012. A new year, a new season of volleyball, and new expectations placed heavy-handedly upon his shoulders. Yet despite all this pressure, he still wore the same dumb grin that graced his face merely at the thought of you.

Speaking of, he shuffled upward from under his thick duvet to watch you snore loudly on the futon at the end of his bed - “the birthday boy will not give up his bed for me! Your mother made this up for me and I won’t be ungrateful!”- you’d insisted the previous night.

With each birthday the gifts had matured- no more toys and trinkets, but hand-made appetisers and some cheeky items snuck from your pantry. Hot chocolate had turned into a more,, adult drink. “Ta-da~” you’d waved the small bottle of prosecco at him like a magician half-heartedly pulling a dove from your sleeve as soon as he opened his frontdoor, “they won’t notice it’s gone- and so what if we’re underage? Live a lil’, captain!” He could only roll his eyes and smile at your antics as you nudged him and hid the glistening bottle beneath your jacket.

Since the wee hours of the morning that bottle had mainly been necked by you- Daichi only taking light sips and coughing at the heavy smell and bubbles that burned his throat. You’d laughed and heaved him into a tight hug, nostalgia clouding your eyes as you reminisced - “we’re not kids anymore, dai! Oh, how time flies!”

It sure does when he’s spending it with you, his little firework. Shot into the sky and caused such a big boom. Making the daunting clouds over his head separate, his heart stutter and wheeze, cheeks warm and eyes waver with the joy of spending time with you.

His adoring thoughts were clipped off by a raspy gargling as you rolled over under the sheets- “I think I'm gonna be sick.” and rushing (more like tripping) to the bathroom.

Shaking his head fondly he pitter-pattered after you to rub your back as you dry-heaved into his toilet bowl, gripping the blue & white tiles for dear life.

Even in this aspect, which you’d probably consider your worst, he still found himself wishing to be nowhere else other than here. Wiping your mouth you smiled wearily, “thanks. we should get going soon, yeah? don’t wanna- *hic*- be late.”

An hour later, after many back rubs and gulps of stingingly fresh water, the both of you made it to the shrine where Asahi, Kiyoko and Koushi awaited your presence.

Patting his arm you separated to walk with the ace and chat about an upcoming math test which he keenly begged you to revise for. “Maybe I’ll wish for brains this year.” You laughed whimsically and began trudging up the stone steps - not without complaining - “these monks just looove making me walk after a hang-over, don’t they? Stupid stairs!”

While the others looked on in affectionate concern, Daichi hung back with a dumb, droopy-eyed smile stuck to his face. He only rushed forward when you looked like you were about to topple backwards at the final step, sweating at your tipsy and light-hearted actions. He didn’t mind it though, being back beside you as you gripped his arm for steadiness.

One by one your friends encroached upon their fates by ringing the dangling suzu bells. On his turn, Daichi shakily took a breath as he gripped the red & white entwined rope. Squeezing his eyes shut, he inhaled the after-blaze of sparklers and the merry smell of abundant hope, and made his ever repetitive wish.

Clapping his hands to seal what so far had never faltered, he returned back as you, the last person to go and reach for your future, entered the shelter of the shrine.

You took a while, but no-one minded. It was peaceful after all, only a soft breeze and parents whispering instructions to their children on how New Years’ prayers worked filtered through the chilly morning air.

Satisfied, you stepped away and bowed to the gods, thanking them for listening to your long thread of wishes which no comforting shoulder or alcohol could pry out of you.

Traipsing away with a beaming grin, you reconnected your arm with Daichi’s as you made your way back down the moss-studded steps, greeting neighbours and local elders as they made their own journey.

As your friends spilled their anxieties over the new heat of volleyball tournaments approaching, you listened intently and gave baby-teeth sized amounts of wisdom, not compatible to Kiyoko’s sage inspiration. Failing to notice Dai’s grip get a little tighter as you praised his leadership and team’s spectacular skill.

It shone from your very being - you were proud of each and every one of them.

As soft flutters of winter drifted along your path, grey from soggy, trodden snow and framed by curling evergreens, Daichi - neighbour, best-friend, the bud of a soulmate that would blossom with the coming spring - found his eyes wandering to your content face once again.

Sighing with bitter appreciation, he considered this not the right time tell you he’d been harbouring a crush on you for the past decade. Swallowing what he feared would be tears - you are just so beautiful in this scenery, no matter where you were, he was constantly in awe of your ever glowing shine. A silly thing to admit, but he couldn’t help it.

“Hey.” You softly pulled him to a stop as soon as you heard that weary sigh. That sound ached you profoundly- it echoed after a lost match or tiring practice. To you it was the sound of him edging closer to giving up, yet holding on. “What’s wrong?”

Your three friends walked on ahead, not noticing you and your partner’s halted foot-fall. Adjusting his coat lapels and tightening his scarf, you patiently waited for an answer.

The way you looked at him, after all this time, he felt his silly heart do that silly little pang. You just made his heart go boom, little firework.

Leaning into you he ever so gently placed a kiss upon your forehead, to which you closed your eyes and let the feeling of warmth spread.

“Nothing.” His fell in beside you again as you both began to walk, the faint laughter of your friends ahead trailed through to your heart, “I’m just glad my wish stayed true.” and he reached for your hand, which you grasped without even having to try.

After all this time, it had never faultered.

A/N: ah, bitter-sweet feelings of 'not the right time, but another year with you' :')

inspo:

As Ballad - Lambert

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daichiis-scrunchiie · 2 years

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With you

i've loved you since the world was gonna end

daichi x gn!reader

info: fluff, no gender specified for reader, child-hood crush ✧*。

Was Daichi unlucky to have his birthday on New Year’s Eve Eve? Some would agree, but he was reluctant to think so, since it meant all that time ago he got to spend it with you.

1999 swept by briefly in the eyes of a young six-year old boy and his neighbour, giggling full-heartedly on his front lawn as they watched fireworks dazzle and fluster the clouds and colours cascade in the cold, night air.

Nobody could come to Daichi’s birthday celebration, yet again- all too busy with preparations for the new year. His mother had rung around desperately on the landline, twirling the cord nervously as her little boy listened from the hallway, head hung disappointedly at yet another sympathetic decline- “no, no, I understand- he just, really wishes they could be here.” she would sigh and give her eldest son a look that read ‘don’t worry, maybe next year.’

But next year always meant tomorrow, and tomorrow meant that all of today was spent in anticipation. Nobody had the time to wish him a happy birthday.

Except, you.

His neighbour, best-friend, (and if the six year old knew that picking up worms from the pavement so he didn’t have to face them meant being his soulmate then he’d have called you that too.)

Huddled in a blanket whilst his parents ladled steaming hot-cocoa into plastic mugs, you counted down the seconds to the new millennium eagerly, practically buzzing as you sat upon the grass

Clutching the volleyball you’d given him for his special day (“of course it’s special dai! it’s your day!”) the six year old rested his head on your shoulder, squeezing his eyes shut when you loudly screamed “Three!”

Fumbling in the dark, briefly lit by pulsating lights in the sky, he searched for your hand. You met him half way like you didn’t even have to try, bringing him into a side hug as your little bodies melded into a snuggly, bumpy bundle. “Two!”

Sucking in a breath, the sounds of his parents cheering and tiny siblings squealing fizzled out as he made a wish. Still clutching your hand, he squeezed it when finished with his silent prayer.

“One! Happy New Year, Daichi! And Happy Birthday!” You yelled, the gap of your two missing front teeth made a cute whistle as you said his name and turned to him with a big grin, bringing him into a squishy hug.

Entering the millennium embraced by his best friend, neighbour and (if he knew what one was, yet who really was to know) soulmate, he couldn’t be happier, couldn't have felt more blessed.

I want to spend every year like this - beside you.

And that wish never faultered.

inspo:

It's Not Living ( If It's Not With You) - The 1975

Everybody wants to rule the world x electric love - cover by @/darcy.stokes on tt

New Home - Austin Farwell

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Karasuno x yankii!fem!reader

info & tw: smoking, minor bullying, y/n being a baddie, fluff, kiyoko time-skip spoiler ✧*。she/her pronouns

Yankii: a Japanese subculture whose members are seen as trashy and uneducated ,, commonly rebel with altered/ customized uniforms and a tendency to fight.

• as a third year over time you've grown accustomed to weird stares and whispers,, waltzing down the hallway with leg-warmers over your tights and a baseball bat casually resting over one shoulder

• your mom fits into the yankii stereotype as a highschool dropout and teenage parent,, in fact you're from a whole line of proud yankiis 😌 your aunts practically raised you with their gyaru influence, so you have a lot of 80s/90s wardrobe hand-me-downs

• there's pictures of your dad with his massive pompadour and motorcycle from when he was younger

• he brings pictures of little you sat on the seat of his old bike,, a daddy's girl 😌💕

• he now works on a construction site and the workers adore it when you pop along to the site after vbc practice

• the guys your dad works with will be cooing over you bringing him lunch one minute to arm wrestling you the next ‼️ you don't hold back because you are surprisingly strOng 💪

• playing poker with the old geezers while dad lays the spackle 😌 bringing this skill to school and winning extra yen for the vending machine

• now as a manager of karasuno--

• you definitely stand out 😳 with kiyoko as the silent beauty,, yachi as the trembling cutie and you as the outlandishly colourful and bubbly girl

• you stand on the sidelines watching practice while blowing bubblegum and smacking your glossy lips

• write every note you can think of in your hello kitty notepad (with fluffy pen obvs),, then switch to your pocket mirror to touch up your eye-shadow

• something like 'yamaguchi's float serve is coming along nicely' surrounded by hearts and cute drawings <33

• kiyoko makes you do kissy faces so she can re-apply your gloss,, girls supporting girls 💪

• scrunchies always on your wrists to give out to long haired players or simply style kageyama's hair on the sidelines,, pinching his cheeks and chatting about who dumped who in your year while he just nods along without complaint

• normally a quick smoke before practice so you'll creep around the side of the gym and find a tired ukai already there

• the first time you joined him and offered your bedazzled Bic™ lighter he was shocked,, but now he's so accustomed to it he just raises his hand as you yell "yo, old man!"

• it's common for takeda to smack you both on the back of the heads,, leaving you both grumbling while stubbing out your ciggs before hopping on the mini-bus

• karasuno,, unfortunately,, lacks a yankii community-- shiritorizawa and aoba johsai however ‼️ you love seeing people that look like you at practice games and you'll often sneak away to hang with them

• on your own turf you've already adopted outcasts and eat lunch with the first years that feel they don't fit in

• the lgbtq+ kids 💕adore💕 you and greet you in the halls every morning

• you bond with hinata over constantly being underestimated; him in volleyball and you academically

• you're actually a true barb and know it's your duty to stay in school and be the first in your family to go to college 💪 so you study hard,, daichi worries you'll burn yourself out but you just wave him off with a smile

• next thing you know he's draping his jacket over your shoulders after you doze off on kinnoshita on the bench

• by nature you are sooo flirty,, you fluster asahi a lot,, harrassing him to feel your legs because "i shaved last night! Feel!! Feel!! They're so smooth~"

• a huge collection of egg magazines from decades ago,, you'll flick through them for fashion inspo during break periods (canonically hq is set in 2012 and egg finished publishing in 2014,, so you were up to date with them xoxo)

• look really scary when you walk with the team into another school,, but you just get along with-- everyone <33

• kenma absolutely adores you and your head scratches-- your ridiculously long acrylic nails are just 🥴 purr-fect

• iwaizumi loves that you don't hold back with harsh high-fives and arm wrestling,, mad-dog is so scared of you lmao 💀

• you won't allow tsukishima to give backtalk and shut him up efficiently with a glare or snappy comeback

• you and tanaka ohmygosh you stress daichi out the most-- making him bald already lmaoo

• you adore your kouhais and offer to help them study,, buy them snacks,, and tell them to never take up unhealthy habits while smoking your fifth cigg (hypocrite)💀

• nasty rumours follow you,, ofc people love to talk smack about you based off your appearance,, your team is quick to shut these down however,, they are pretty intimidating 🤛😌👹

• people always assume you're mean when this is lit-rally you:

• you don't back down from fights tho,, anyone badmouthing your team?? heard the asahi slander enough times?? you're rolling up your sleeves while daichi sighs,, holding his hand out to take your hoops

• you & him are the definition of "kick his ass babe I got yo flower"

• speaking of babe,, you call everyone that platonically!! Unless they're uncomfortable with it then you resort to something a little calmer like 'bro' or 'lovely' ( first time yachi heard it she fainted)

• you're very affectionate and can't help but give cheek kisses and random squeezes,, nishinoya practically floats when you praise his skills

• let's just say the first time you met atsumu he was rendered a stuttering,, flustered mess after the constant flurry of nicknames like "honey, babe, sweetheart"

• your team just glared at him as if to say "you're not special"

• and the way you can talk to people so easily as if you've been besties since you were a twinkle in your mom's eye-- futakuchi was floored when he found you and the scary iron-wall middle blocker and you sat criss cross gushing about his pet tortoise

• all in all you can get along with anyonee,, everyone adores you,, and you actually have a bright future ahead of you much to your haters' dismay 😘 stay mad and stan elle woods ya pussies

• saeko was the one to give you driving lessons and you loved every second of it,, ukai as your supervisor hated it and hurled in a plastic bag more times than he could count

• in the time-skip era you're a successful nail technician-- getting to gossip all day with customers and always drag your highschool friends over for sleepovers + manicures in your hello kitty pj's💅🏻

• you also did kiyoko's nails for her wedding 😭 and you returned the favour of kissy lips by applying a final coat of gloss before she walked down the aisle

A/N: first post,, hope you enjoy <3

Inspo:

What's New - Megan thee stallion

Every Summertime - NIKI

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