Ro Dont Write Abt Akaashi Or Iwa Challenge GO

ro don’t write abt akaashi or iwa challenge GO

nah i cooked on that kenma fic fr

food is a love language!!! cool people all agree food is a love language!!!

pizza date w/ akaashi | wc: 263 m.list

    he sits across from you, a paper plate resting on your old coffee table. next to you, there's one slice of pizza left in the box. it's covered with cheese, toppings sprinkled gingerly, and the perfect amount of sauce seeps through. his gaze travels between you and the pizza, a smile on his face, "you can have it, y/n."

  "no, no, it's okay, you can have it," you shake your head, sitting cross legged, trying to ignore the gurgling feeling you still carry in your stomach.

  "i'm okay, i already had some food earlier. plus i know how much you like this place," akaashi shrugs, pushing the pizza box closer to you, resting one of his elbows on the table and his chin in his hand.

  you look at him slightly before grabbing the piece of pizza, taking a bite. there's something in the air as you lean forward slightly, a smile worming its way onto your lips. swallowing the bit of food, you reach the pizza over the table, "i can tell you're a little hungry, we can just share."

  instead of slicing it in half or ripping it down the middle, he leans forward, taking a bite from the slice. there's a tension in the air as he gives you a smile, mouth still full. his gaze rest comfortably on you as you roll your eyes, taking another bite as you lean back against the couch behind you. 

  it's a simple act of love, sharing, but it means the world to akaashi. especially when your foot accidentally touches his under the table. the touch far too electric.

need tetsu’s hand right over the super cool sparkly y2k batman henna tat i gave myself on my thigh the other day

currently binging. skateboarding and tv girl got me from the get go. also possibly kuroo too perhaps shhhh....

me:

i know where to look — kuroo tetsurō ˎˊ˗

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ✴︎ to be loved is to be known. ⋆⋆⋆

— on kuroo’s 2am walk home from a late night study session, yn and their skateboard crash right into his head heart.

status: in progress!

content: university au, slowburn, toothrotting fluff, some angst, gn skater! yn with they/them prns, whipped lovesick dork! kuroo, ooc writing sorry, ignore time stamps, this fic is self indulgent

warnings: language, bad grammar, injuries from skating, ooc writing sorry, weed + cigs + alc, self sabotage, descriptions of social anxiety, overthinking, usage of kms and kys, trust issues, yn's parents divorcing is mentioned

tags are added as story progresses, please check individual chapters for cw.

disclaimer lol i’m not a fan of tv girl at all sorry but just hearing the “you know where to find me and i know where to look” snippet is so soft and sweet to me cuz to be loved is to be known (ty twitter) so here i am w this kuroo smau 🗣️

( 𖦹 ) denotes written content!

the cast: skater cat fan club + stupid bitch syndrome havers

table of contents:

1 ⊹ call an ambulance! ( 𖦹 )

2 ⊹ build something up

3 ⊹ literally everywhere…

4 ⊹ a cat named ube ( 𖦹 )

5 ⊹ helmet hair

6 ⊹ clocked

7 ⊹ tech deck master

8 ⊹ shadow the hedgehog

9 ⊹ happy community day! ( 𖦹 )

10 ⊹ exposure therapy + delusion

11 ⊹ a hundred not-dates ( 𖦹 )

12 ⊹ who wont slime

13 ⊹ on the kitchen floor ( 𖦹 )

14 ⊹ (it was tails)

15 ⊹ so in hindsight

16 ⊹ tba ( 𖦹 )

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💭ˎˊ˗ " you find this recipe card stashed away with three tickets to the movie challengers in a random drawer of the kitchen " ˚ ༘ 🎾 *｡𖦹⋆｡˚

forty, love … ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ᯓ★ a tennis au! miya atsumu x gn reader x miya osamu series

꒰ there’s a constant back-and-forth in tennis. the in-between doesn’t matter. what does matter is if you can keep up when opportunity comes your way, to get your way. to be the winner. ꒱

details : long form, based on the movie challengers!!!, NO MIYACEST HERE, atsumu x y/n & osamu x y/n are like separate things even if the twins are competing for y/n's attention at first, fluff, but then just so much angst, lowk highkey toxic, infidelity, mentions of struggling with mental health (self-pressure), mentions of drinking, several suggestive scenes!, each part starts off in present day but then goes into a flashback in time, ambiguous ending! (just come along for the ride, would'ya?)

ᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ ⊹ masterlist

– part one。

– part two。 *

– part three。 *

– part four。 *

– part five。 *

( * suggestive )

💭ˎˊ˗ " ingredients for this recipe : sneakers squeaking on tennis courts , summer sun blanketing everything in neon hues , the scent of expensive cologne , the twinkle of shiny trophies and recognitions , slightly see - through sweaty polo shirts , the ruffling of duffels and the ruffling of clothes , sweat dripping down your temples to smirking lips ... - ro ♡ "

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