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krak-jj · 2 months

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Feb 25 2024

Personality and more.

saiki k. x female hispanic reader.

key-

"regular"

'saiki thinking'

'regular people thinking'

summary: where you ask him why he let's you sit with him. and it basically turns into all he thinks about.

warnings!

GOOGLE TRANSLATED SPANISH

maybe ooc saiki

3rd year saiki those couple of days he "didn't" have his powers

Translation:

"the same with you"

Unedited!

hope you enjoy!-JJ

"saiki?" her voice rang through his ears. she was one person he didn't want to ignore.

"why do you let me sit with you? it's obvious that when everyone else does, you find it annoying." his purple iris looked up at her as her fork played with her food.

he shrugged. and looked back down.

at times he hated seeing her face, due to the fact his cheeks would heat up and turn a soft pink. obviously he knows what it is. but he doesnt want to admit it.

ever since he lost his powers, he has been acting different around her. when he saw what she looked like the first time he stuttered over his words. "you're just less annoying." he said quietly. the words feeling weird on his lips.

"aww saiki, is there a reason why?" she let her fork fall into her food as she crossed her arms on the table. he stopped mid-air.

'why?'

PRESENT TIME:

there he laid. face up, his eyes scanned each wrinkle on the roof as he thought about the girls words.

was it because of the way she rolled her r's? the soft accent she tried her hardest to hide? her (texture) hair? because she was a different race?

no that definitely wasnt it.

'her personality?' he stopped. he blushed.

was it the way her voice would waver when she would try to speak japanese and tried to hide her accent. spanish was her first language, so hearing it slip from her lips was beautiful.

he doesnt think it would be as beautiful if it was someone else. "i think it might be." he mumbled out loud.

in all honesty. he would have to ask someone about the feeling in his chest. he knew it was a crush. but why did he like her? what was his reason?

so he sighed as he sat up and place his feet on the floor. he stoof up and made his way to the dining room table.

"oh ku! you scared me," she placed her hand on her cheek after she noticed her son at the table.

"how did you figure out the reason you love dad?" he spoke. "huh? why do sudden kusuo. you've never been interested in your fathers and i relationship."

"i just want to know. " she smiled enthusiastically. "when he asked why i chose him!" her voice squeaked. "we were sitting at a café, the waiter had just given us our drinks. i was drinking my tea while your father hadn't even taken a sip of his coffee. " she moved to sit in front of her son.

"Then he called my name, but when i looked up. he looked sad. before i could even ask what was wrong, he asked, "kurumi, why did you choose me?"and i told him. "i have too many reasons. i love how attentive you are, how you make the butterflies in my stomach flutter from just a single kiss. and because you're you. i love your personality, how you can make me laugh, smile, embarrass, and every other emotion. and you won't judge me for feeling them." She looked down at her fingers.

"because i love you."

she looked up to kusuo.

"is it her personality, kusuo, or her looks?" she gave him an all-knowing look.

and he thought about it. the way she makes his heart flutter just from a single smile or laugh. the way he stutters due to her confidence. the way he becomes fascinated by her speaking her native language. he wished he could understand her now. the way he eyes meet his. this is how he feels when he eats coffee jelly. and he loves it.

"it's not just your personality. it's just you."

he told her the next day at lunch.

she smiled. "lo mismo contigo."

he furrowed his brows, and she laughed. butterflies filling both of their stomachs. "You'll figure it out. you're smart." She smiled.

"im sure i will."

Masterlist

#saiki k x reader #saiki k #x reader #krak-jj #fluff #saiki kusuo #kusuo saiki #k. saiki #saiki. k #saiki no psi nan #saiki x reader #hispanics #hispanic reader #saiki k x hispanic reader

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Feb 14 2024

Valentines.

2nd year midoriya i. x 2nd year GN reader.

summary: a certain green haird boy asks you to be his valentine. let's see how the day goes.

warnings!

slight cursing!

name calling

use of y/n

slang

friends to lovers

hope you enjoy!-JJ

"alright, I can do this." midoriyas green eyes bore into the same ones in his mirror.

"i'm going to tell them." he turned to his blue haired friend

"midoriya, if I cause this much stress, maybe you're not ready to tell her," the bluenettes voice came out smoothly.

"I agree with iida, midoriya. " todorokis heterocromic eyes stayed glued on his book he was reading. "you've been implying that 'you're ready' for the past 30 minutes." the boy looks up to look at his friend. "class starts in 20." he notifies.

with a quick sigh, midoriya nods, determination evident on his facial features. "Let's go. " he instructs before grabbing the small bouquet of flowers and a handmade card.

he was going to make chocolate. but he knew if anyone caught him doing that in the common kitchen, he would be questioned. and he didn't want to do it at home in case his mother asked. so flowers it was, ones were he asked different girls what flowers should be put into it.

so there he was, with a bouquet full of red roses, daisies, hydrangeas, and a card as his two friends followed after him from his dorm room.

"Alright, midoriya, good luck," iida patted his friends shoulder as the dual hair boy nodded.

"thanks iida" he smiled nervously.

and with that, the boys parted ways. midoriya, who walked to the other side of the floor to y/ns dorm door. and the other two who made their way to the elevator.

he took a deep breath as he raised his hand to knock on their door. but before he could knock he froze. it was like his hand couldn't move to knock on the door.

as he tried convincing himself to just knock already. he finally did it.

no response.

he knocked again. no response.

"their down stairs, aren't they." his head lowered. "oui monsieur." a blonde male nodded.

"you still have time, they don't usually leave for class for another 10." he raised a brow.

"I don't think I could do it in front of everyone, what if they regect me?" He sighed as his hand fell to his sides.

"Why do you think that?" the greenette shrugged. "you'll never know until you ask them, so go, go before thst make it to class." ayoyama waved him off.

he nodded in determination before making his way to the elevator. once he made it in, he pressed button '1'.

'just get to them before they leave. that's all i have to do.'

yet he failed. by the time the elevator door opened. he could see the back of your head facing him from the other side of the glass door.

the next time he tried. you saw kendo from class b and went to say hi. without sparing a look in midoriyas direction.

and each time he tried going up to you. you were busy or leaving. it was like... you were avoiding him. but why would you be avoiding him. he hasnt done anything wrong. right?

y/n pov.

"y'know you can't avoid him all day." kirishima announces at your lunch table. "kiris, right. the poor thing looks like he might cry." mina mentioned as ahe looked over to the green haird boy.

"dont look over!" you said through your teeth as you forced her to look at you. "i just - i can't face him knowing that he knows i like him. ok?" you looked away.

"how would he know?" kirishima took a bite of his food.

you looked over at him, annoyance paintwd your face at the fact he was talking with his mouth full, but you still responded. "mina said she told him. i've been avoiding him since..." your brows furrowed.

"ohh, i completely forgot about that," she chuckled awkwardly. your ears perk up. "what?" you look at her.

"i never told him." she waived you off with a smile

"what?!" you whispered, yelled as your hands slap against the table

"whatt- i felt like it would give you the confidence you needed." she grinned.

"mina im going to-" your voice was cut off.

"y/n, can we please talk. in private."

you turned your head to catch eyes with familiar dark green ones. ones that always somwhowade your heart beat faster, a blush form on your face, hands go sweaty, and makes you stutter.

but this time. you felt like your heart stopped. "u-uh yeah- i can do that!" you sprung up. once you agreed he lead you outside the cafeteria. "midoriya...you ok?" your voice wavered.

"why havent you been talking to me? its like you're avoiding me." he stood his ground, which made you blush. you weren't used to him like this. you were used to the stuttering blushing mess of a boy.

but, you weren't complaining. "what- midoriya, im not avoiding yo-","i'm not stupid y'n, you have been, and it hurts. so why?"

you hated seeing this side of him, it broke your heart. so with a heavy chest. you opened your mouth and "-"

masterlist

#x reader #krak-jj #fluff #my hero academia #my hero acadamia x reader #my hero acedamia #izuku midoriya #mha midoriya #valentines day

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krak-jj · 3 months

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Feb 9 2024

adoration.

tsukishima k. × tall fem reader

!lowercase intended for this story!

summary: a tail of tsukishima dating a girl almost as tall as him. (reader will be made out to be from 5'9 to 6'1!)

warnings!

tsukishima being an asshole

cursing

shit talking

and funny stuff

I hope you enjoy!-JJ

unedited!

"what the actual fuck." He looked at you with disgust evident on his face.

"to short?" you looked at him through the mirror. "if that's what you want to call it." he scoffed. "I brought you with me for positive feedback. not a mini insecurity. " you pouted as you looked over your shoulder.

he rolled his eyes and stuffed his hands in his pockets. "listen, you're a freshman in high school. why does it matter?" His brown raised.

and you gasped dramatically while turning to face him. "come on kei! it's a dance. and I want to experience it to its fullest. and I'm not going without you, so don't even think of weaseling your way out somehow." your hands found their place on your hips.

"and I brought you because you're my boyfriend. I want your input on these dresses. so it's either you be a bitch about it. or you help your girlfriend find a dress that doesn't look too short or awkward because of her legs." you raised a brow as a scowl formed on his face.

"that pinkish orange dress you picked out earlier. I think you'd look good in it." his eyes met yours. "alright, go ahead and fetch it for me." you smiled, showing him away.

he grumbled a sarcastic comment as he went to go get it. but ince he came back, he handed it to you with a pair of heels. he told you to 'try it on together.' and so you did.

as you looked in the mirror. the dress wasn't to short. nor was it awkward. it was just...perfect. "looks like you can be beautiful at times."

you rolled your eyes. your eyes moved to look at him, ready to scould. but once you laid eyes on him through the mirror. the look of adoration was on his face. and you wanted to save it till the end of the earth.

"teah. I guess I can." a soft smile pulled at your lips.

"yeah, definitely. " his eyes met yours

masterlist

#x reader #haikyuu characters reader #krak-jj #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader fluff #fluff #x reader fluff #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima kei x you #kei tsukishima #kei tsukishima x reader

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krak-jj · 3 months

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Feb 7 2024.

Bo.

bokuto k. x gender neutral reader

!lowercase intended for this story!

summary: just little snippets of bokuto being a boyfriend to husband!

warnings!

slight cussing!

someone trying to be little bokuto

and definitely some fluff and angst!

hope you enjoy!-JJ

Unedited!

situation 1.

bokuto was trying, super hard not to burst out in a fit of laughter as your face turned different shades of red.

it's just that you are so adorable when defending him from people who didn't like him. calling him "childish" or "annoying" and things as such. he knew that if pissed you off. but it never bothered him to much.

and no matter how many times he tells you that it doesn't bother him, you will always turn red while defending his name.

which is why he thinks it's so cute!

you. his one and only significant other. walking up to the person talking shit and going. "could you repeat that for me?" and when they do, you can't help but feel you face turn hot.

but right now, he should stop you from trying to beat this kid up.

situation 2

you hate when the two of you argue. absolutely hate it. but he just does things that cross your boundaries sometimes, and no matter how many times you talk to him about it, it's the same thing every time.

"koutarou! how many times do I have to tell you, you are not the only one in this house! refill the danm toilet paper!" You yelled as your hand rested on the bare toilet paper holder.

"koutarou!" you yelled again. this time, he poked into the bathroom with a roll in his hand. and a pout adorned his face. "don't give me that face. we talk about this all the time. it's annoying."

"I know! but I forget all the time!" he looked upset. and you sighed. "just try and remember next time." your voice hit his ears as he saw you unravel the roll. "now get out so I can wipe my ass!"

situation 3

tik tok.

tik tok .

the room was silent. "y/n, please. talk to me." koutarou begged.

but you wouldn't look at him, let alone speak to him. "babe, please. " he looked at you with pouty eyes.

"fuck you.", "comon don't say that." his voice cracked.

more silence went by.

"this is the third time in a row, bokuto." You didn't look at him.

"is volleyball really that important, to the point you can't make it to date night!?" you finally looked at him while standing abruptly.

"yes, it is!" he stood as well, now towering over you. "it's my job, y/n!" "but i'm your spouse! I wear the ring!"

silence.

"koutarou. we haven't spent time together in a while. all I want is to be with you. that's all I want..." you sighed.

a couple seconds pass.

"I'm going to bed. you can join me if you want." you turned , heading for your room. but before you took a step. you were met with silence. "or sleep on the fucking couch. " you scoffed before leaving the living room.

he was behind you. looking at his feet, his thumb playing with the ring on his ring finger. a sigh left his lips. "fuck. "

masterlist

#haikyuu characters reader #x reader #krak-jj #haikyuu x reader fluff #haikyuu x reader angst.#bokuto koutarou #koutarou bokuto #bokuto x reader #koutarou x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu characters x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #bokuto koutarou x gender neutral reader

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krak-jj · 3 months

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its an alpaca yall

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krak-jj · 3 months

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Feb 5 2024.

Scored.

tooru o. x chubby reader

!lowercase intended for story!

summary: tooru was always used to the attention he got from girls, sometimes even guys. he knew the effect he had on them, too. but he couldn't help but be so enchanted by you. it couldn't have been his fault. not with the way he fell so madly in love with you.

warnings!

small memtion of insecurities

feeling not good of yourself

and fluffy stuff

hope you enjoy!-JJ

freshman year. he somehow was already known as 'the pretty underclassmen with astounding volleyball skills.' and they couldn't have been more right.

you were the same age as him. yet you lacked most of the things he didn't. he was tall and slender. which you weren't. he was athletic. when you looked in the mirror, you felt like you couldn't be. he was popular. yeah, a lot of people knew of you. but you wouldn't say you had the friends he had. or people liked you as much as him.

he was out of your league.

atleast in your opinion.

but when he saw you with his own eyes. he couldn't stop.

the way your hair flowed, the sparkle in your shiny eyes. the way your lips slightly parted when you wanted to say something but held back.

your body.

...

"excuse me?"

his voice rang through your ears as you passed him from after your club. you stopped in your tracks and turned to face him.

you pointed at yourself with a raised brow. "me?" your voice was like music to his ears, while you thought it was grainy and annoying.

"yeah. you." his tone of voice sent nerves through your body. suddenly, you were even more self-conscious. you tugged the back of your skirt down a bit, hoping you hadn't flashed him as you passed by. then you tucked some hair behind your ear.

little did you know that made his heart skip a beat. for once. he was nervous. "You're gorgeous." with a serious look in his eyes, his brown ones met your glossy ones.

when your eyes widened, he mentally fist bumped the air. happy that he was able to get a reaction out of you. "t- thank tou-" you fumbled over your words for a moment as your face began to flush.

"sorry- I meant thank you." you tried to tuck your hair behind you ear again. only for it to already have been.

"Whats your name?" He tried acting smooth, realizing he had a chance.

a soft smile graced your lips. "l/n, y/n l/n."

as you said your name, his eyes were focused on your lips. and the way they moved to introduce yourself.

"it's nice to meet you, oikawa!" you perked.

he seem surprised that you knew his name, so his eyes shot straight to look into yours. "how-" he stopped.

"how are you so pretty? genuine question from one pretty person to another!"

you laughed. and.

his heart stopped.

"w-would you mind if we, um." He rubbed the nape of his neck before looking down quickly.

when he did, he saw how your fingers interlocked with one another, and he couldn't help but wish that one day one of your hands would be replaced with his.

"would you like to go to the movies?" He looked up.

your eyes widened one more and your smile dropped. you didn't expect this. "oh-! u-um yeah! here I'll give you my number." you pulled out your phone.

looks like Oikawa Tooru just scored a cute date.

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krak-jj · 3 months

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preach🙇‍♀️

Miguel O Hara deserves his fans

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krak-jj · 3 months

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if he doesn't bring me breakfast like that every morning. I don't want him🙄

WORK WIFE — KUROO TETSUROU

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x fem! reader content: fluff, timeskip! kuroo (he’s so sexy)

you’re not really sure when kuroo started calling you his ‘work wife,’ but you honestly wouldn’t have it any other way. like many of your colleagues, you’ve been taken in by his teasing smile and charm and the way he brings you your coffee and bagel in the morning, just the way you like it. “good morning, wifey,” he says as he hands you your breakfast with a flourish. “vanilla latte with oat milk and an extra shot of espresso and a toasted everything bagel with cream cheese.”

you smile and thank him, sliding the bagel out from the waxy paper bag. you glance back inside and sheepishly open your mouth but kuroo beats you to the punch. “and, of course, your stirrer.” he sticks his hand in the pocket of his slate gray slacks and produces a wooden stirrer.

you chuckle, “you keep those in your pants just for me?”

“a gentleman always is prepared for a lady!”

“‘gentleman,’” you snort.

kuroo presses a hand over his heart. “i am a gentleman through and through!”

“uh-huh, keep telling yourself that.” you take a sip of your drink. “but thanks again for breakfast.”

he pats your head and sings out, “anything for my favorite work wife!”

“i better be your only one!” he laughs loudly at your reply, the sound bouncing off the walls as he heads down the hall to his office.

when lunchtime rolls around, kuroo, as usual, appears in your doorway with his lunch in hand. he never has the same thing, you’ve come to learn; today’s meal is grilled fish over rice, and kuroo asks, “up for a lunch date?”

you try to fight the warmth rising to your cheeks, still not used to his wording despite the many times he’s asked the exact same thing. you shake your head and sigh, “unfortunately, i’m behind on inputting the quarter two estimations so i think i’ll be working through lunchtime.”

kuroo still walks into your office and comes around to look at your computer screen. “have you been doing these all by hand?”

“yeah?”

“here, there’s an easier way to generate these estimates.” with a few clicks and keystrokes, you watch as numbers and figures fill the spreadsheet cells before your very eyes. you slump back in your chair, relieved. you glance up at kuroo. he’s so close that you can very clearly smell the way his cologne mingles with his minty toothpaste. your breath hitches as he stares down at you with pride. “you’re a lifesaver.”

“had to save my lunch time with my work wife.”

you stifle a yawn as you save your last pitch for the budget board and power off your computer. you looked out the window, the sun beginning to set on the horizon. you roll your chair away and stretch your hold body out, humming in relief as someone knocks on your door. it’s not hard to guess who it is. “come in.”

“hey,” kuroo pokes his head inside, blazer folded across his arm and his lanyard in hand. “ready to go?”

“yep, let me just get my stuff.” you gather your things and sling your bag over your shoulder, locking up your office and following kuroo out. you walk side-by-side in comfortable, tired silence until you get out of the building. “how was the merch presentation?”

“oh, it went really well,” he says. “thanks for letting me co-opt your time for rehearsal.”

“you know i always have time for you.”

kuroo gives you a smile that’s almost way too soft and sweet for you to handle, and you quickly avert your eyes to the street in front of you as you two come to the metro stop. he asks about how your younger brother is settling into college and you inquire about his grandparents, and it’s an endless stream of conversation as you two board the metro together.

“oh,” kuroo says suddenly, voice shifting to a quieter tone. “i’ve been meaning to ask, do you want to—?”

you desperately want to hear the end of his question but you’re coming up to your stop and you have to hurry home to walk your dog. “sorry! text me the question?”

he shakes his head. “i’ll tell you later. see you tomorrow, wifey.”

you wave to him over the shoulder as the doors close behind you, and you’re left with a warm feeling in your chest and burning curiosity about what he’ll ask you.

it’s the next day when your boss calls you into her office, asking you to let the newest employee to the sports promotion division shadow you for a little while until he gets the hang of what you guys do. his name’s nakamura eijun and he seems nice enough so you agree.

nakamura’s in your office as you go over how the jva’s filing and record-keeping online works when kuroo comes in with your daily breakfast. you sit up straighter, ready for him to finish whatever question he was about to ask.

he stops short when he sees nakamura and asks, “new guy?” nakamura nods and introduces himself, to which kuroo responds with an enthusiastic “i’m kuroo tetsurou. welcome to the team!” and without your usual banter, kuroo drops off your bagel and coffee and leaves without another word.

he peeks into your office again at lunch and you’re about to wave him inside, but he shakes his head and says, “i’ll come back later!”

he doesn’t. you don’t see kuroo for the rest of the day, which makes your heart sink. it’s the first time in months that he hasn’t followed the unconscious routine the two of your started. you try to look at the silver-lining. kuroo (and thinking about kuroo) is your main distraction of the day, so maybe it was a good thing he didn’t show up so you couldn’t make a fool of yourself.

what unnerves you, though, is that the following days are much the same. kuroo silently brings you your breakfast and peeks in every now and then, smile never quite meeting his eyes as he sees you eating with nakamura in your office. the days stretch to weeks and you realize two things: one — that kuroo’s avoiding you, and two — nakamura’s a lot less capable than you thought he would be, given that he’s still shadowing you after about two and a half weeks.

thankfully, you get a little reprieve when nakamura informs you that he’s out sick for the day. you perk up when kuroo comes in with your breakfast and give him your chirpiest “good morning.”

he leans up against your doorframe, glancing around. “your new work husband’s not here today?”

“what are you talking about?”

he says, “your new work husband. he have some emergency or something?”

you frown at his tone. “sorry, let me be more specific. who are you talking about?”

“nakamura,” he responds. finally, he crosses the threshold and hands you your bagel and coffee, the stirrer already inside the bagel bag. he plops down heavily in his chair, arms folded across his chest.

“you know you’re my one and only,” you say, offering a smile. when he doesn’t reply, your smile fades and you ask, “why do you think he’s my new work husband?”

“he’s been telling everyone that you two spend so much time together that he might as well be.”

you can’t help but roll your eyes and you reach across the desk, tapping your hand on the surface to get kuroo’s attention. he finally meets your gaze and you say, “we’ve been spending a lot of time together because sakura asked me to let him shadow and he’s—” you lower your voice to a conspiratorial whisper, prompting kuroo to lean in closer, “—not very smart.”

“really?”

you watch as the tension kuroo held in his shoulders disappeared and something like relief washed across his features. you can’t help but laugh a little, “really. is that what got you so grumpy these past few days?”

“hey!” he protests, “i wasn’t grumpy. pouty, maybe, but definitely never grumpy.”

“sure, sure.” you pause and then ask, “why were you so bothered by nakamura saying he’s like my work husband?”

kuroo’s face flushes and with an uncharacteristic shyness, he says, “because, y’know, that’s— that’s our thing. and i’m not too keen on letting someone steal my wife away.”

“good to know you’re a protective husband.”

he chuckles and says, “well, gotta get back to the trenches. those advertisement pitches aren’t going to pitch themselves.”

“don’t i know it.”

as he goes to leave, he hesitates in the doorway. then, he turns back to you and asks, “would you like to have dinner with me tonight? if you’re not doing anything, of course.”

your eyebrows raise but you can’t help the bright smile from breaking across your face. “yeah, that sounds great.”

a year and a half later.

nakamura and you are sitting in the conference room, brainstorming ways to help boost the sendai frogs’s popularity. nakamura taps his pen against his chin and suggests, “maybe we should tell koganegawa to stop yelling so much?”

“no, their fans like his enthusiasm,” you say.

“well, tsukishima’s their most popular player… maybe we can ask him to ramp up the fanservice. as in, do any.”

you snort but before you can make some snarky comment about how that absolutely will not happen, a voice comes from behind you. “you’re signing a death wish with that. no way tsukki’ll bite.”

nakamura’s face sours and he mumbles something as kuroo towers over both of you. you grin at him in greeting and give him a playfully chastising look, adding, “you’re right but you know it’s rude to interrupt a conversation.”

“just making sure my wife—” he gives nakamura a very pointed look, “—knows who she’s dealing with.”

you quirk an eyebrow. “your wife is a very capable woman, thank you very much.”

he smirks and bends down closer, deepening his tone. “oh, i know.”

nakamura scowls. “we get it, she’s your work wife.”

“actually…” kuroo’s shit-eating grin grows wide like a cat who got the cream and simultaneously, both of you hold up your left hands, matching silver bands glinting under the fluorescent lights. “she’s my wife-wife now.”

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krak-jj · 3 months

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My Master List

Haikyuu:

Tooru Oikawa

stupid.

Scored.

Kyotani Kentaro

addict

Koutarou Bokuto

Bo.

Kei Tsukishima

adoration

My hero academia:

Izuku Midoriya

Valentines.

The Disastrous life of Saiki K.

Kusuo Saiki.

Personality and more.

#x reader #krak-jj #haikyuu characters reader #haikyuu x reader fluff #haikyuu characters x reader fluff #haikyuu characters x reader #haikyuu Characters x poc reader #haikyuu Characters x chubby reader #haikyuu Characters x trans reader #haikyuu Characters x gender neutral reader #haikyuu Characters x fem reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x fluff #my hero acadamia x chubby reader #my hero acedamia #my hero #mha

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krak-jj · 3 months

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stupid. oikawa t. x reader

hard angst!!

sorry if he's ooc. I haven't written for him before so please give me a little wiggle room.

but I got you guys enjoy!

lowercase intended!

"so you're going to play for argentina?" her voice rang through his ears as her cup made its way to her lips. "yeah. i plan on living there after high school." his voice was quiet compared to the thick atmosphere around the two.

"hm" she hummed as she placed her cup down. "i'm not gonna stop you if that's what you want." She shrugged as her eyes met his.

"but by god, you're so fucking stupid for letting me fall for you." the grip on her cup tightened. "bab-" "please dont 'babe' me. it hurts knowing we most likely won't last after high school. i don't want to leave my home. you might, but i don't. and i wish i knew sooner so that this goodbye wouldn't be as hard." She sighed.

"y/n." his eyes looked away from her intense ones. "look at me tooru. at least have the balls to do that."

"You might think i'm being extremely over dramatic. and maybe i am. but please look at it from my perspective. three years. just for you to move across the world. did you really think i would just willing go like 'oh my tooru! of course i'll move to a completely different country and learn a whole new language and leave my friends and family behind because we are sooo ment to be together the rest of our lives!'"

he flinched at her tone of voice as he tried to keep eye contact, but couldn't. "wow. you really thought that. how stupid of you." her voice cracked as she got up. "have a good life tooru."

he didn't even fight it.

"how stupid of me." his voice broke

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