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Mahn changing themes is HARD

So if my blog looks half cooked pls excuse me im trying my best T-T

Baked with Love

Nanami Kento x Reader

Genre: fluff, light angst

Warnings: lots of bread

"Welcome!" Your chirped as the door to your bakery opened with a chime. It was the blond man, and as always he was right on time-exactly 7:45 in the morning.

You smiled and bowed to the man. "I already have your order ready, Mister."

Surprise flashed across his face for a moment before his lips curved up into a smile. "I guess I have become a regular here, huh?"

You nodded and placed a loaf of brioche wrapped in parchment paper. The man pulled out his wallet and paid the exact amount of money. He always seemed to carry the exact amount of change with him. He nodded a goodbye at you and made his way out of the bakery.

"Thank you. Please visit again," you said though you knew he would be there tomorrow at the same time, buy the same bread and carry the same amount of money for the bread.

The rest of your day passed by as usual. When you had no customers to tend to, your mind drifted to the blond man. You wondered what he did for work, but by his looks you assumed he was a salary-man. The lines on his face, which made him all the more handsome, made you think he was quite old. What if he is married? What if he has kids?

Curiosity boiled in your mind, making it difficult to think about anything else other than him. You wanted to know more about him. What was his favorite color? Did he go to college? Where does he work? You wanted to know more and more and more and-

Ding!

The sound of the doorbell ringing snapped you violently out of your thoughts. You quickly collected yourself and greeted the customer. After the customer was gone, you mentally scolded yourself for overthinking about that man and zoning out during work.

But did he think of you too?

The thought left a bitter taste in your mouth. You were a nobody. Just the owner of the bakery that he liked to frequent. The two of you didn't even know each other's names. You shook your head and decided not to think of him anymore. It was futile and you knew your stupid feelings would never be reciprocated.

Next day, the man arrives again-7:45 sharp, and neither a minute early nor late. You greet him as usual, ignoring the pang in your heart. You had his order packed and ready. He paid and turned around to leave.

However, he stopped right in front of the door and hesitated. You cocked your head in confusion but before you could ask him anything, he turned around, cleared his throat and spoke.

"Are you, perhaps, free this weekend?"

Your mouth fell open in confusion and when you spoke, you were a stuttering mess. "Yes, of course!"

You mentally kicked yourself for sound too eager. You looked at him and noticed that he looked slightly pleased with himself. The pink dusting the tips of ears doesn't go unnoticed by you.

"How about we meet at the restaurant down the street for lunch?"

He spoke slowly, in a way one would speak so as to not mess up the words. His eyes bore into you, waiting for an answer and not breaking eye contact. You were never one to hold one's gaze for so long but something about him made you want to look at him more and more. You found yourself drifting into his eyes, the color of sweet, sweet honey.

You sputtered when you realized you had to answer his question. "Oh! Yeah, why not! How about this Sunday? The bakery will be closed, so.."

You drifted off, hoping he would agree. Why wouldn't he agree when he asked you out? You silently groaned at your stupidity. You could not believe that the man had asked you out. After weeks of secretly pining and convincing yourself that he didn't even know you much less like you, you were truly and utterly shocked. You dug your nails into your palm to confirm you were not dreaming.

He nodded and his shoulders slightly drooped, like he had just put down a heavy load. "Alright," he said, walking towards the door. "I'll see you on Sunday."

"Wait!" You called out for him. He turned his head around to look at you and raised an eyebrow, his honey-brown eyes focused solely on your face.

"W-What's your name?"

He smiled. A real smile. A smiled wide enough to make his eyes crinkle at the corners and make him look so much more younger.

"Nanami Kento."

Work by: @smolbean12

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hey yall im back after like 1 maybe 2 years? i took a hiatus because i had to study for uni entrance exams. and now that all (except one) of my exams are over, i decided to come back. i regret not announcing the hiatus and i apologize.

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Heartbroken

How the Haikyuu!! characters are after a breakup

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Ft: Hinata Shoyou, Kozume Kenma, Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu, Bokuto Koutarou.

should i make a part 2 for this with other characters?

Shoyou's ever-present smile faltered as he saw you again after what felt like an eternity. He was so, so sure he had moved on. Yet, there he was, feeling something warm bloom inside him the moment your eyes met. You smiled-awkwardly, not the one that he oh so loved-and moved on. You look like you're doing well, which he is happy about. Do you miss him? He hopes so. He misses you dearly, yes, but Shoyou swears he's happy. He's doing well, too. Because that's what matters right? Though he'd be happier if you were with him.

Kenma cursed as he lost the boss fight for the umpteenth time. He's been playing for so long and still hasn't been able to defeat the boss. Frustrated, he threw the console on his bed and laid back. That was a huge mistake for his mind immediately drifted towards you. He thought about all the things that don't feel the same, now that you had left. He couldn't enjoy games, streaming-everything was so bland without you. He wonders how he even lived before you came into his life.

Osamu is in a rush. It's a rush hour and he's busy tending to his customers. In between customers, he somehow manages to make extra onigiri for his dinner. Absent mindedly, he puts them in a container and goes on about his work. It's when he's finished closing the shop and ready to leave that he notices he's made enough onigiri for two people. He freezes as he notices how some of them are covered in your favorite seasoning. He laughs silently, because why would you be at his home? The two of you had broken up exactly two months ago. Pathetic. Osamu should be over you. He can't stop loving you.

Atsumu is scrolling through social media, laughing at cat memes. A particular one makes him laugh very hard. Trying to catch his breath, he sends it to all his friends. He scrolls through the list to find your name, he's sure you will love it. He's confused when he can't find your contact in the list. His eyes widen as realization hits him square in the face. We're not together anymore. He bites his trembling lip. He misses you so much. He tried pushing his feelings down knowing very well it won't work. Atsumu sobs into his pillow and wishes you would take him back.

Koutarou opens the door to an empty home. There is no one running into his arms to welcome him. No one to ask him about his day. No one to cuddle and kiss when he feels down. He feels an ache in his heart just at the sight of his lifeless home. Did you have this much impact on him? Did he take you for granted? He heats up the leftovers in his fridge and thinks how he would have to sleep in a cold, empty bed and repeat all of this again tomorrow, the day after that and so on.

Work by: @smolbean12

Heartbroken

How the Haikyuu!! characters are after a break up

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

pretty please write a haikyuu heartbreak part 2 🥺 the first part hurt so good

-anon

Ft: Ushijima Wakatoshi, Kageyama Tobio, Suna Rintarou, Sakusa Kiyoomi

Wakatoshi was on a call with his closest friend. They had been talking for over two hours—mostly Tendou, as he was the talkative one. When Tendou innocently asked about your wellbeing, he froze. It was then that he truly realized you were gone and wouldn't be coming back. He was in denial the whole time—waiting for you to come back. His throat closed up, rendering him speechless. Tendou understood his silence and tried his best to console Wakatoshi, though all the latter could think of was your absence and how much it suffocated him.

Tobio's unexpected setter dump helped his team win the match. He was showered with praises and slaps on the back. One of his more playful teammates ruffled his hair and hugged. Tobio instinctively turned his head to search for you in the stands. When he saw that your usual spot was empty, his smile dropped. Where are you? His heart ached. He called you as soon as he reached home, only for his blood to run cold when you addressed him by his last name. "Why didn't you come to my game?" He asked. "Kageyama, we broke up."

Rintarou's heart beat fast when you playfully punched him. He had said something funny and you were laughing your head off. His joy was shortlived as he was painfully reminded that you were not his anymore, as your boyfriend came and hugged you from behind. After your breakup, you had insisted that Rintarou and you remain friends and despite his better judgement, he agreed. And now he's forced to see you happy with someone else. Someone who's not him.

Kiyoomi's finger hovered over the phone screen. He hesitated before he pressed 'cancel'. He couldn't bring himself to delete your pictures. There was no way he could do it. Instead, he wished he had taken more pictures with you. After all, those were the only reminders of you he had left. You were the best thing that happened in his life and Kiyoomi regretted letting you go. He looked at your smiling face in the pictures as a tear escaped his eyes.

Work by: @smolbean12