finally made it to the end of wano
Kofi request. I have lost control over my life
Bonus;
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✪ SFW
✯ NSFW / 18+
✫ Angst
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Reigen Arataka
✯ Did we...? - [fluff/smut/drunken confessions/morning after]
✯ Perverted - [smut/office/humiliation kink]
Tanjiro Kamado
✪ Can Love Wait? - [fluff/pining]
Okkotsu Yuuta
✯ Can’t Help It - Library Date - [smut/public/aged up]
✯ Your Hands All Over My Guilty Conscience - [fluff/smut/college au/childhood friends/pining]
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Last Updated: June 5th 2024
atsumu’s tense.
or, rather, he’s stiff. so stiff that it’s starting to make him uncomfortable. but he can’t move. or, well, he doesn’t want to move. at least not before you do, anyway.
his eyelids feel heavy. but no matter how hard he tries to keep them shut, he won’t fall asleep. or, rather, he can’t fall asleep. at least not before you do. (which is starting to become a frequent excuse of his).
it doesn’t take him long to realize it’ll take a while before you fall asleep. because this is the nth time you’ve moved. the nth time you’ve muttered a soft “sorry.” the nth time he’s whispered a “‘s okay,” in return. within the hour. (or longer. he’s lost track of time).
his eyelids feel really heavy. he visibly relaxes when he finally feels sleep start to take root. relief washes over him when he realizes that this might be it. that you’ve finally fallen asleep. that he’ll finally fall asleep. he’s sure of it—
that rush of sleep leaves just as quickly as it came. his eyes snap open. he groans as he feels you shift farther (or was it closer? he couldn’t tell anymore) away from him.
he calls out your name.
there’s a beat of silence.
“yeah?” your voice is barely above a whisper, he notes. he’s not sure why it’s you’re speaking as if you’d wake him up when clearly he’s just as awake as you are. unfortunately.
“what’s wrong?”
there’s a small pause.
he hears your exhale. suddenly he thinks that, maybe, he shouldn’t have asked. but, maybe, he was just a little too tired to care too much.
“i can’t sleep.” yeah, no shit. your voice sounds bashful. he chooses to ignore the way his heart skips a beat.
he knows he shouldn’t ask. if he was a little more awake maybe he would’ve stopped himself. but even he doesn’t have time to register the “why?” that tumbles out of his lips.
“because…” your voice trails off.
because what? what could possibly keep you (and him, by extent) from falling asleep at quite possibly the most comfortable bed ever?
atsumu regrets not insisting on falling asleep before you did. maybe then he would’ve been able to sleep through your little turning spree.
he runs his hand down his face. “because?”
you gulp. there’s a minuscule pause before you open your mouth. he hears you mutter something, but he only catches the soft “something,” you say at the end.
“what?” it comes out harsher than he’d meant.
“i can’t sleep without hugging something.” your voice is shaking. he feels a small pang of guilt at how embarrassed you sounded. and maybe, if he’d been more awake, he would’ve stopped prodding. maybe he would’ve caught the hint that you didn’t wanna talk about it.
but then again, he was willing to do anything to get at least a hint of sleep.
“so?” he sounds exhausted. he doesn’t even recognize his own voice.
he can feel you glare at him. “there’s nothing for me to hug.”
he frowns. yes there was. what were you even talking about? “what about the extra pillows?”
“you gave them away—”
“no i didn’t—”
“—to bokuto and hinata.” oh. he did do that didn’t he?
he mumbles a quick “sorry.”
silence settles between the two of you.
“you could hug me if you want.” he feels you tense up.
he shouldn’t have asked. he really should’ve kept his mouth shut. what was he thinking? actually, he wasn’t thinking at all. what was wrong with him? did he get hit in the head too hard? maybe it was sakusa’s fault for spiking the ball too hard at him during practice—
“ok.”
what.
“it kinda is your fault that i can’t sleep.”
you shift a little. his heart beats faster. “it’s only fair you take responsibility and help me fall asleep.”
damn. he really put his foot in his mouth with that one.
he feels you shift again. but this time, it’s different. this time you definitely shift closer to him.
it’s a bit awkward; the position you both end up in. one of his arms is stretched behind your back, while you cling to him like a koala.
he hopes you can’t hear how fast his heart is beating.
you yawn, happy. “this is nice.”
it is. having you there nestled against him, legs all tangled together. it felt really nice. more than nice, actually.
he hears your breathing even out. he feels your body slowly slump against his.
“yeah.” he yawns.
his eyelids feel terribly heavy. and for the first time that night, sleep actually manages to wash over both him and you.
Lucky 13, unlucky 13. No matter your superstitions, what is the 13th song on your spotify wrapped?
what they said! (my 2nd account hehe)
hey yall sorry for inactivity
i temporarily moved to a foreign country to study for a few months so ive been really busy
hopefully ill get to writing again soon! im happy to see more people still enjoying my past writings ♡ love yous
Sketty🔥🔥
death the kid is such a… weird character. i cant think of another character like him because he’s so weird. like, he’s the son of the grim reaper with horrible ocd and perfectionism issues and also he dresses like a preppy goth in full tuxedo but he also rides a skateboard named beelzebub and does cool tricks on it whenever presented the opportunity also he has guns. none of those character traits sound like they belong to the same person. hes somehow both the coolest and lamest character in the show.
Guest Speaker
pairing: Sugawara x reader
Sugawara needed to get a guest speaker in his classroom quick. The kids were unmotivated and nothing he said helped anymore. They must’ve been sick and tired of listening to him, he thought.
“What about that writer from our year? Ya know the one who’s books you preorder and go to every signing event for. You should ask them,” Daichi suggests.
Suga refuses at first, insisting that you’d never agree to this. After some convincing he figures there’s no harm in asking.
You see his email first praising your work and second begging you to be a speaker in his class. He explains all the reasons the children would benefit from your presence. You send an email saying of course you’d love to come to his class.
You arrive early to the classroom to chat with Sugawara about his class and what he wants you to do exactly.
“I can do a reading of chapter from my lastest novel. I also have a small writing exercise that should be fun for them and then they can read them out loud to each other if they want.”
“That is perfect!”
As the kids arrive they’re asking tons of questions about who you are. “Is that Sugawara Sensei’s lover?”
You laugh but Suga is blushing lightly. He introduces you to the class the instant all of the kids are in their seats to avoid further mishaps.
You sit down on a stool on the rug in the center of the classroom and open your latest novel to the first chapter. You start to read in a slow melodic voice entrancing the attention of both the students and a certain teacher.
After your reading, you give out the instructions for the writing activity and then give the students some time to work on their craft. You put on soothing instrumental music to create a nice atmosphere for them. You encourage Suga to participate too. Kids volunteer to read their work and both you and Suga are impressed.
“Maybe your sensei will want to share what he wrote too,” you nudge him to do so. Reluctantly he sits on the stool and finds himself nervous in front of his class for the first time. His students snap afterwards as if they were listening to poetry.
“Very romantic and poetic. I liked it” you compliment him. A few more students get the courage to read their pieces out loud and as quickly as it started, the school day is over.
“This was a huge success! Thank you so much. It’s like the light is back in their eyes,” Sugawara explains.
As you help him clean up the classroom, which he insists you didn’t need to do, you tell him “we get stuck in routine sometimes and it can weigh down on us. Trying new things like this today was so beneficial for them.”
“Ya know I think I need to do the same…”, you raise your eyebrow at his words, “would you like to go on a date with me?” he asks.
You nod and he stares at you for a moment, seemingly in shock. You laugh and ask him when he wants to go on a date. “…Tonight?” he answers in a question.
Confiding in him, you admit “I actually used to have such a huge crush on you back in high school.”
“Mine never went away,” he quietly says with a smile.
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