HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!! 🌈 🏳️‍🌈

Feel proud of what you are. Be like Atsumu and don't care about what others say :)

i drew this long ago XD but whatever

also i can't remove the tiny dot in the corner idk why :,)

Art by: @smolbean12

Inspired by: this

Red String of Fate

Sakusa Kiyoomi x GN! Reader

Genre: Angst and fluff

Warnings: none

not beta-read. also English isn't my first language so I'm sorry for the grammatical errors. constructive criticism is accepted.

Kiyoomi twisted and turned in his bed, not able to sleep. He finally gave up and brought his hand towards his face. The moonlight that escaped through his curtains fell on his hand. A faint red glow was emitted by the String around his pinky.

He let out a deep breath and sat up, back resting against the headboard. He was wide awake and was sure that he won't be able to sleep even if he tried. Kiyoomi wondered if you were already asleep and waiting for him.

His mind wandered back to the day-night, actually- he first met you. It was in his dreams. He was surprised to see a complete stranger in his dreams. He usually dreamed about the events which had happened the day before.

He didn't think you were special or beautiful or anything. You were just an ordinary teenager who, somehow, had appeared in his dream.

Then, Kiyoomi saw it. The Red String that connected the two. Surprise would be an understatement to describe how Kiyoomi felt. He'd heard from his father, as a child, that the String connected soulmates. And, that he, with the help of the String, had found Kiyoomi's mother.

You had approached him with a smile, and stood a safe distance away from him.

"So, you are my soulmate, Sakusa Kiyoomi," you had said with a fond smile.

"How do you know my name?" asked him, straightforward as ever.

"Why, you're my favorite character." You had then proceeded to explain how he was a character in a show you loved. Kiyoomi had scoffed, not believing a single word that left your mouth.

He only believed you when the dreams started getting repetitive, and when he saw the String glowing brighter when he was near you.

When he fell in love with you, he didn't know. But he knew it was not sudden. It was slow and gradual and increased with every word exchanged between the two, every laugh from your side and every not-so-subtle snort from his.

Oh, but the universe was cruel, very cruel.

The two of you, separated by dimensions, could only meet in dreams. You could not travel to his world and nor could he travel to yours. The dreams, sometimes, were short and ended abruptly. The most he could do was hold your hand. He remembered wanting to hug you when you were upset after a bad day. But he had passed right through you like you were nothing but a mere projection. For someone who was disgusted by physical contact, Kiyoomi wished for nothing more than to hug you and kiss you.

"It's alright, Kiyoomi," you had said. "I'm happy for having you as my soulmate. There's nothing more I want."

You had smiled, but he could hear the sadness tinting your voice, the unshed tears in your eyes. And when he had woken up from his dream, he had cursed at the universe, at whatever being that had decided this. He cried, even, until he was sure he had no tears left.

Somewhere along the way, he had accepted his fate. And he was sure you had too. You both had no say in this and decided to make the most of what little you had.

After all, how could he keep complaining when he saw glimpses of you in his mirror. When he felt happy for no reason and when his hand felt warm, like he was holding hands. He knew that it was you. And he also knew that you caught glimpses of him. Felt his hand wrapped around yours.

Kiyoomi wished for nothing more. He was happy with you, and you with him. Though being separated by dimensions, your hearts beat for each other. He may not be able to be with you in this life, but he was sure, so damn sure, that he will find you in the next one, the one after that and all the other lives he was destined to live. For, the Red String of Fate, connecting two souls, was permanent.

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Work by: @smolbean12

Too Late

Sakusa Kiyoomi x GN! Reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Mentions of thorns, i said 'shit' like once

im not dead heh. i lowkey like how it turned out. have some angst after the two fluff fics. sorry not sorry.

Kiyoomi is 15 and lying on his bed, glaring at the ceiling and trying to burn all his feelings for you. He doesn't want to feel this way. It's pathetic. He tries to find something in you to hate. Were you unhygienic? No. Annoying? Sometimes yes. But he found it cute. Did you hate volleyball? Also no. You weren't really interested in it but that was okay. Not everyone had to like volleyball.

He tries and tries to hate you, to find a reason to stay away from you but fails. He stays up all night trying to push down the feelings. He goes to school the next day with bags under his eyes and feelings for you that were ten times stronger than the day before.

Kiyoomi is 16 and sees you cheering for him in the stands. He had scored the game point by spiking the ball into the opposite court with a deadly spin. You're hugging one of your friends and celebrating. Seeing you so happy made the corners of his lips twitch up. Komori gave a hard slap on his back and went on about how good the spike was. Kiyoomi thanked him and complimented some of his saves that prevented his team from losing points.

Komori took him and you to a cafe nearby to celebrate their win the next day. You congratulated the two volleyball players and talked and talked about Kiyoomi's apparently 'killer' spikes and Komori's 'life saving' digs. You awed at Kiyoomi's abnormally flexible wrists. "Cool," you said with wide eyes and an open mouth. Kiyoomi's chest felt warm and he's thankful for the mask that hid his small smile. He decided not push down his feelings anymore.

Kiyoomi is 18 and has finished packing his bags. He leaves for his university in two days. He will still be in Tokyo, which was good because going to a place foreign to him was slightly scary. The thought of being away from his family, Komori and you made his throat tighten up. He shook his head and heads out of his house. The three of you were going to have a farewell party of sorts for Kiyoomi. It turned out to be just a movie night with a shit ton of snacks at Komori's house.

Komori was fast asleep on the beanbag with his mouth open. The movie was still playing on the TV, though no one was watching it. Kiyoomi noticed that you had moved closer to him. He didn't mind it. He closed his eyes and tries to fall asleep. Though he ended up snapping them open at your voice. Your voice was soft and low and even with the noise of the TV he could make out what you said. His heart beats fast at the confession that left your lips. He doesn't say anything for what felt like hours. Finally, he gathered the courage to look at you. Maybe you were joking. Maybe you said that in a platonic way. But your eyes said otherwise.

The rarely used, emotional part of him begged Kiyoomi to tell you that he felt the same way, to hold your beautiful face in his hands and kiss you. Kiyoomi almost listened. Almost. He swallowed down the truth and lied to you. He told you he didn't feel the same way. That he saw you as nothing more than a friend. Your eyes glowed with unshed tears when you told him that it was okay. You apologized in case you made him uncomfortable and left.

Kiyoomi's throat burned with unsaid words. The lies he said wrapped around his neck like vines, it's thorns pricking his neck. I'm not ready, he reassured himself. He's not ready for you. He would be leaving for uni and he also had to focus on volleyball. He hoped you would wait for him.

Kiyoomi is 22 and plays for MSBY Black Jackals. Komori plays for the EJP Raijin. You work as a sports journalist for Japan's popular sports magazine. Kiyoomi has read a few articles and was extremely impressed. He smiled at the tiny picture of you next to the article. You looked even more beautiful now. The smile he loved so much back in high school was still the same.

During the first two years of college the three of you tried to meet up atleast once every two months. Slowly, once every two months became once every six months which turned into a year. You were all busy with college and side jobs which left no time to catch up with your friends. He was surprised when the feelings he had for you didn't fade away even after years of having little to no contact with you.

This time when Kiyoomi met you again he would confess. He was ready now.

Kiyoomi is 25 and lying on his bed, glaring at the ceiling. He's trying burn all his feelings for you. He doesn't want to feel like this anymore. It's pathetic. He's pathetic. His tears leave a burning trail across his cheek. He doesn't bother to wipe them. Kiyoomi's chest feels tight with unrequited love. His emotions have left the tiny cage he locked them in and reached his throat blocking his airway. Kiyoomi can't breathe and his throat hurts.

He's holding a piece of paper in his hand. He brings it up to his face and sobs harder than ever. He reads what's written on the paper again, just to make sure. It's a wedding invitation. You were going to marry someone who was not Kiyoomi. Kageyama Tobio. You were going to marry Kageyama Tobio, setter of Schweiden Adlers and not Kiyoomi. Kiyoomi looks at it and tries to imagine his name in the place of Kageyama's. It makes him cry even more—the thought of what could have been.

Maybe if he hadn't made you wait, it would have been him marrying you. He wouldn't be crying in his bed and probably would have been cuddling you. If he was ready back then it would have been him with you. But now even though he was ready, you had moved on.

Work by: @smolbean12

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Earl Grey

Levi Ackerman x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS!! a few curse words

this took a lot of time im so sorry. tbh the idea for this fic seemed pretty cute in my head. but it didnt turn out like i had expected. i need to do some character analysis of levi. he's hard to write. anyways! hope you like it ;D

Levi looked up from his newspaper at the sound of a bell ringing. Two young girls entered his tea shop, giggling. One of them had curly red hair that fell over her shoulders. The other was a blonde with hair that reached just past her jaw. He glared at them, trying to silence them.

The girls winced and made their way towards an empty table.

"My, my," you said, wiping your hands with the front of your apron. "What would you pretty girls like to drink?"

Levi noted that your tone was cheerful as ever. The smell of pastries wafted from the kitchen and into the tiny cafe. His stomach let out a tiny inaudible growl. He tch-d silently and waited for you to take the girls' order before he could ask you to make him some tea.

After taking their order, which took forever, you walked towards him. A small smile dancing on your lips you said, "What's the matter Captain?"

"I'm no longer a captain and you know that very well, Y/N." He said. He was getting really hungry now and was debating whether to ask you for the pastries or not.

You waved your hand in front of your face. "Oh, I was just joking. But, seriously, what's the matter? You look constipated."

"Tch, brat. I'm hungry. Make me some tea and bring me a pastry while you're at it." He said, annoyed that his toilet humor was being used against him.

"Now, Levi. You didn't say 'please'. You should be a bit more nice." You smirked.

"Will you make me tea or not?" Levi was getting impatient and you were totally not helping.

"Say the magic word," you said in a sing-song voice.

"Tch, fine. Please make me some tea. Now, scram." Levi said, making you pout.

"Yeah, yeah alright Captain." You went into the kitchen, pouting.

Levi skimmed through the newspaper. It had been a pain learning the Marleyan language. But, the two kids, Gabi and Falco had helped him.

"Uncle Levi!"

Levi heard Falco yelling from outside the cafe. Behind him Gabi was munching on some baked potatoes.

Levi sighed. Speak of the devil, he thought.

Falco was quick to approach Levi and ask him about his day.

"I sit on my ass all day and drink some shitty tea. There is nothing special," Levi said. It was true, though. He was wheelchair bound and could not move unless someone pushed him around. Shitty tea was a lie. He was adamant in tasting every type of tea to exist and so far he had liked all of them. Besides, anything you made would never be shitty.

"O-Oh." Falco rubbed the back of his neck, slightly flushed. "Gabi and I went round the city and had some tasty street food."

"A date, then?" Levi asked.

Falco turned a shade redder than ripe tomatoes and stuttered out something Levi couldn't quite understand. He smirked slightly. The two kids were obviously in love. Young love, Levi had seen many of his cadets being lovey-dovey around each other. He couldn't complain, for he himself was in love with you. You knew it and Levi was spared from confessing.

"Levi~" Your playful voice shook him out of his thoughts. You held a tray in one hand while the other was on your hip. "Here have some special tea I made and some pastries, too! I know you're hungry."

You placed the tea and pastry in front of him. Levi looked at the black liquid in the teacup. He knew he hadn't tried it from it's scent. He put the newspaper down and gently held the cup by its rim. He took a careful sip. Not bad. It was bold, like any other black tea but with a slight citrusy taste. Levi liked it.

"Gabi! Falco! Back from your little date? Wanna try this new tea? Onyankopon sent it a while ago," you chirped.

"No, thank you. I'm full-"

"Yes!" Gabi shoved the remaining of the potatoes into her mouth and looked at you eagerly. "Gabi," Falco sighed.

You chuckled and Levi felt his heart race. "There's some in the kitchen. You can have it."

Gabi marched into the kitchen followed by Falco.

"So, Mr. Ackerman"– you winked at Levi–"do you like the tea?"

"Do not wink at me." Levi swore his heart would burst then and there.

"Oh you poor thing," you said in faux sympathy. "You're jealous you can't wink because when you do, it's just a blink."

"Shut up brat." Levi had to suppress the smile that tried to form on his lips.

"Jealous baby."

"What's the name of the tea?" Levi tried to change the topic. And he was curious, too.

"Uhm I think it is 'Earl Grey'. Or that's what Onyankopon said."

"Earl Grey? Fancy," he commented.

"Fancy tea for my fancy man," you giggled.

My fancy man. The words repeated in his head. This time, however, he didn't hold back his smile. He smiled and sipped his fancy Earl Grey tea.

Work by: @smolbean12

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Late Night (Early Morning) Calls

Hinata Shouyou x Kageyama Tobio

Genre: pure fluff!

Warnings: Contains manga spoilers

i was smiling like an idiot the entire time i was writing this. i loves these two volleyball dorks SO MUCH. they are my otp :') this fic just makes so happy i can't-

Shouyou tapped his finger lightly on the keyboard, growing impatient with each passing second. His laptop screen was the only light source in his dark room. He squinted and decided to turn on the blue light filter. He didn't want to ruin his eyesight.

"Idiot-yama pick up the call," he murmured.

After seconds that felt like an eternity, the blue-haired, blue-eyed setter, best friend (lover?) appeared on the screen. The messy state of his hair and his groggy eyes said that he had just woken up. Not spotting the collar or sleeves of a shirt, Shouyou realized Kageyama was shirtless. He leaned and looked down as if he could see Kageyama in his shirtless glory. Shouyou mentally kicked himself.

"Sleepy-yama finally woke up!"

"Shut up, dumbass." He yawned and scratched his head. "Shouldn't you be asleep? What's the time there?"

Shouyou turned and picked up his watch from the bedside table. Light from the laptop screen helped him read the time. "It's around 2:45."

Kageyama frowned. "Go to sleep. We can talk some other time."

"Is that worry Kageyama? You worry about me?" The red head wiped a fake tear. Teasing him was the best, after volleyball of course.

Kageyama only tch-d to Shouyou's dismay. The camera moved and now Kageyama seemed to be walking. His room was well organized and clean, unlike Shouyou's, which looked like it had been hit by a storm. The screen went black for a second after which Kageyama's kitchen came into view. It was small but pretty nonetheless. Sunlight seeped in through a window which was out of view. Shouyou's ears perked up when he heard a small meow.

"What was that? Is that a cat? Do you have a cat?" Kageyama having a cat was unbelievable. Kageyama and cat were two words that could never be put together. Shouyou started to think he was hallucinating due to lack of sleep.

However, his thoughts came to a stop when Kageyama entered the camera's view cradling a cat between his forearm and his side. The cat's ginger fur was a stark contrast to Kageyama's pale skin. Pale skin? Wait. Shouyou's eyes widened and his face started to heat up when he realized that the setter was still shirtless.

"God, yes. I have a cat," Kageyama sighed. He brought the cat near the camera. The red head's face was now as bright as his hair. A closeup of the setter's half naked body was not helping. And Shouyou did not burn the image to the back of his mind. Nope.

He gulped and hoped his voice wasn't weird when he spoke. "What's his name? You gave it a name right?"

"Of course!" Kageyama quipped. He looked away, hesitant. His face was light shade of red. (Was he blushing?) Shouyou thought it was because of the sunlight.

He grinned a teasing grin. "You named it something weird didn't you?" Knowing Kageyama, he probably named the cat Orange Milk.

"No, dumbass. I named him Haru. Haru as in sunshine."

Shouyou might be an idiot. He might also be a dumbass. But, he knew when people got really flustered. He knew how to make them blush really hard. (His time in Brazil had taught him a few things other than volleyball). Kageyama was blushing. He was rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact, a gesture Shouyou was all too familiar with.

Kageyama picked up Haru and brought him in front of the camera. Haru pawed at the screen and meowed. "He's saying hello... ? I don't know, I don't speak cat."

Haru was a cute cat. Shouyou liked him already. "Kageyama finally got a cat to like him? Unbelievable! The sky might as well have turned green."

Kageyama pouted. Hinata smirked when he noticed that Kageyama's face was as bright as Haru's fur. "It was getting lonely here," he said. "I wanted to get a pet but none of the animals would like me. Except this one. He started rubbing against my leg and wouldn't let go. So, I adopted him."

"Aw that's so sweet. I might cry."

They went silent after that. A comfortable one where they just sat and pretended to be near each other. Haru continued pawing at the screen, as if trying to touch Shouyou, who was sadly on the other side of the planet. Kageyama was the one to break the silence.

"When will you be back?"

Shouyou didn't answer right away. When exactly did he plan to come back? Was he ready? Was he better? Most important of all: had he caught up to Kageyama? He wasn't sure. Brazil was a nice place, filled with nice people and nice food and nice volleyball players. Playing beach volleyball everyday was like heaven to him.

But, Brazil wasn't home. It wasn't Miyagi, where he grew up with his sister, Natsu. He didn't have his family here. His friends weren't here, too. There were no meat buns, none of his teammates from Karasuno. There was no Kageyama.

No matter how the situation was, he had come to Brazil to get better. And, he wasn't leaving until he was.

"I'll be back when I have caught up to you. Then, I'll beat you for sure and you'll buy me ten meat buns."

Kageyama smiled. "Keep dreaming. I'll be the one to win."

Shouyou opened his mouth to retort but was cut off by the setter. "Get some sleep, dumbass. How can I play against you when you come back sleep-deprived and looking like a zombie."

"Bakageyama," Shouyou faked annoyance. He laughed and Kageyama did, too. After exchanging good nights and good mornings the two smiled at each other before cutting the call. Shouyou kept his laptop aside and flopped onto his bed. He rubbed his eyes and made a mental note to buy blue light filter glasses.

A huge smile danced on his lips when he remembered Kageyama's bright red face. Next time, Shouyou would definitely mess with Kageyama and make him blush till he looked like tomato. It was finally time to use the flirting skills Heitor had taught him. He let out a soft chuckle and rolled over onto his side.

He would train really hard, become better than everyone and then go back home. He would meet his family, friends and meet Kageyama and his cat Haru. Shouyou fell asleep with a smile on his face and dreamed of living with a certain setter and a certain cat that looked suspiciously like him.

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Dating Headcanons

Jujutsu Kaisen

Nobara and Maki's here

Gojo and Geto's here

Sukuna and Naoya's here

❀ Itadori Yuuji ❀

So we all know his type is 'tall girl with a big ass'. But, we also know he's not that shallow. (cue that chapter from the manga i dont remember its name)

He's an absolute sweetheart!!! He would treat you so well

Flowers!!! Yuuji would give you flowers everyday. He tries to write cute notes too but gives up after Megumi and Nobara tell him it's childish and cringe.

(But hey! Itadori is adorable enough to make up for the lack of cute notes)

Instantly becomes your parents' favorite. They love him. Probably more than you but they won't ever say it tho. Gets along well with your dad. They talk about sports, movies etc etc

Movie dates! Lots of them! He also takes you out for food. He'll make you meatballs whenever you feel down. He will give them to you and say "I added an extra ingredient, guess what it is." "What?" "It's lots and lots of love!" He's so adorable

Loooooves cuddles. And cannot fall asleep without you in his arms. Usually he's a big spoon but sometimes, especially when sukuna is taunting him and he gets sad he would want to be the little spoon.

I feel that he likes it when you give him cheek kisses.

Overall he's good boyfriend material and will keep you so happy :')

❀ Fushiguro Megumi ❀

He's kinda awkward and shy. So expect lots of blushing and stuttering. He doesn't say I love you a lot but his affection and kind gestures are enough.

Megumi's not into PDA much. The most he can do is holding hands but his hands get sweaty 'cause he is nervous and it feels kinda weird

He brings you red roses and his face is the same color when he gives them to you XD He asks Nobara for some fashion advice so he can dress up better and impress you. He was extremely quiet when asking and Nobara could hear only bits so she snapped. Poor Megumi then blurted out that he wanted to impress and Nobara burst our laughing and called him a simp. But, she did take him shopping to find new clothes tho

He also took Nobara's help to pick out clothes for you too. The clothes looked great on you and you were really happy (he had to buy Nobara food for a week tho)

His shikigami looooove you. The demon dogs always run to you for head pats. Megumi just sits and watches you play with the dogs with a small smile on his face.

He's a good, shy awkward cute little boyfriend who will look at you like you're his world :,)

Work by: @smolbean12

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