JayNanase

requested by EmmiDraws (https://www.deviantart.com/emmidraws) very optimistic, very cute, very much bubbly reader and a teasing haru. A ghost of a smile etched upon Haruka's stoic features as familiar arms coil needfully around his waist and he stops himself from eliciting a groan as a pair of lips attach themselves onto the exposed skin of his shoulder blades - Haruka wasn't going to admit that you alone were enough to make him go crazy. You ease yourself onto Haruka's back, smiling as you inhale the delicious smell of breakfast emitting from the frying pan that Haruka was currently tending to. You stand on tiptoes to look over his shoulder, and you . You were craving for s

not a part of the apartment series. have fun basking in tsukki's love. also i got this cute idea from this please read it !! Whilst adjusting the strap of your bag steadily on your shoulder, you let out a tired sigh as you walk towards the gates of Karasuno High, relieved that this hellish week of school was finally over. "I'll probably just binge watch for the rest of the weekend..." You hum to yourself. Just when you were about to leave the premises, an instant vibration in your pocket caused you to pause. As you swiftly take your phone out and take a glance at the notification, your heart almost explodes and your face flushes into a brig

You grit your teeth, trying to suppress the evident pained expression on your face as you stare down bitterly at your hand. Tears were brimming at the corners of your eyes when you cautiously touch at your wounds. You spare a glance at the culprit beside you, whom was casually eating some rice; void of all emotion and seemingly uninterested at your "antics". And you shake your head grievously as you mouth his name in distaste. Ushijima Wakatoshi. You narrow your eyes towards the male before miserably looking over to the palm of your hand, breath hitching as you scan at the damage your boyfriend had caused to your delicate skin. "...Damn it

10 times oikawa attempts to make you blush... i. "[Name]!! You're so pretty today!! Are you impressing someone today? Are you trying to impress me?" Oikawa continues to shower you with genuine compliments, feeling overwhelmed at the sudden generosity that your best friend was giving you. You knew you weren't wearing any make-up or anything striking, and you didn't look as presentable with your crinkled school uniform, and not to mention, the bad, tiring days you were having frequently; causing dark circles to form around your eyes and bad moods to arise. Your blushed only deepened to his every compliment or praise that would only brighten

| Apartment Series | literally tsukishima = profanities 101 “Hey Tsukki let’s go pokemon hunting I’m bored,” you shouted at the top of your lungs as you barge into your roommate’s room and proceed to jump on his now ruined sleeping form. The male groans in annoyance and pops his head out from under the covers to give you a hard glare, but when he realizes that your face was threateningly close to his, he blushes furiously and unconsciously pushes you off his bed, retreating to his covers. “Ow what the fuck you didn’t have to push me you jerk!” you wince as you touch the new bruise on your head

from: ketsu to: cactus head hey kuroo-chan i wanna catch pokemon let's go pokemon hunting ɷ◡ɷ from: cactus head to: ketsu why don't you go with bokuto? it's too early for this.. from: ketsu to: cactus head kou said he couldn't.. said he was feeling sick ಥ_ಥ from: cactus head to: ketsu that's a shame from: ketsu to: cactus head okay but please come with me, i'll shout you food ʘ‿ʘ from: cactus head to: ketsu uughh okay fine but you better bring your wallet don't forget like last time.. i even had to pay for your train fees from: ketsu to: cactus head okay okay i promise i'll bring it from: cac

| Apartment Series | much jealousy such tsukishima good times. Your hands clench the poor Bok Choy tightly almost breaking it in half, and your eyes strain with pure irritation as you hear the same deep, discontented groan escape from the tall bean pole for the umpteenth time. “Shut up Kei…” you groan, rubbing your temples with the destroyed Bok Choy. “Shut up Kei…” he mocked your voice, his shit-eating smirk urging you to snap his neck like you did to the vegetable. But already knowing all too well that your anger only fuelled him to keeping going, you avert your gaze from him and take a deep breath whi

Your boyfriend remained completely engrossed on his hand-held device, unaware of your intent gaze. You continue to stare at him for another couple of seconds, hoping that he would take at least one glance at you, but eventually give up and slump back into the couch. “Kenma…why don’t you love me?” you pout at him. All you heard was the continuous movement of his god-like fingers shifting everywhere and the sounds of the buttons being pushed relentlessly. Ever since you invited yourself into the latter’s house, and that was about seven hours ago, all you’ve been doing for the whole entire day was trying to