a day at seijoh [oikawa tooru x reader] by okumurachanchan, literature
Literature
a day at seijoh [oikawa tooru x reader]
"[Name]~! My koibito*!"
"Don't call me that."
"Mou~! How mean."
"I can't stand you, Oikawa-senpai."
"Then sit dow-- Ack! [N-Name], stop! T-T-That hurts!"
"Take back that shitty comeback!"
You were behind the brunette, holding him in a forceful, spine-breaking headlock. It wasn't to the point where he couldn't breathe but instead, to the point where it hurt whenever he struggled to release himself from your surprisingly strong grip. As per usual, Iwaizumi was minding his own business, practicing his serves when Oikawa tried calling him over to save him. After a few moments, the ace just turned his head away.
Spikeytailosaurus by ImaginationSeeker, literature
Literature
Spikeytailosaurus
Teen!Tsukishima Akiteru x Teen!GN!Reader x Child!Tsukishima Kei
Your lips turned down, gazing with distaste at the motel room. "We're really staying here?"
Your mother rolled her eyes, patting your shoulder. "It's only for a few days, honey. I'm sure you'll live."
"Not if the cockroaches eat me," you muttered obscenities under your breath, poking at the stained sheets.
On your way to the city for a family vacation, your car had broken down. It was currently in the shop, but until it was fixed, you and your mother were stuck in a random roadside motel.
Noticing your reluctance to sit on the furniture, she sighed. "Go out and explore the p
amour sans retour (Oikawa Tooru x male reader) by LeviA6, literature
Literature
amour sans retour (Oikawa Tooru x male reader)
This story is from a girl's POV
Oikawa Tooru, the one guy who single handedly managed to get the entire female population of Aoba Johsai's panties soaking wet with just his smiles was in the same class as me. I can totally see why most women found him appealing, He did have that face that made you wonder if God had actually spent the unaccounted 7th day of creation carving his face. But if you'd ask me if I were one of those several females that cornered and badgered him at every free minute of the day, my answer is No. Did I have a crush on him? again No, From a long time ago, heart had already been set on the (h/c)ed guy who sat a in front
In Love? (Draco Malfoy x Granger!Reader) by riri1148, literature
Literature
In Love? (Draco Malfoy x Granger!Reader)
Draco Malfoy in love with a Muggleborn?
That was laughable.
He, Draco Malfoy the Slytherin Prince, absolutely did not have feelings for a certain (h/c) that resided in the Gryffindor house. He absolutely did not.
He did not steal glances at her. Nor did he watch her as she laughed at her sister, Hermione, and their friends’ antics.
No, he absolutely did not do any of those things.
… Then why when she spoke, does his voice get caught in his throat? Or why he’s always rendered Immobulus when she looked at him? Why he can’t throw her a witty comeback whenever she insults him?
She is his mortal enemy. Someone that he
Protective(Sakamoto X Mute! Reader)[P. 4] by DarienOppal, literature
Literature
Protective(Sakamoto X Mute! Reader)[P. 4]
The reader and Sakamoto finally have the chance to go on a date. Jealousy rears it's ugly head once more as he remembers that people find them very attractive.
I also did a doodle of Sakamoto out of uniform right HERE!!
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Sakamoto was early to their meeting spot, seated at a table at the cafe.
He was awfully nervous, his palms sweaty as he restlessly bounced his leg.
His eyes scanned for your bright face in the crowd, only growing more anxious as he couldn't spot you.
He came later than he had wanted to since he was nitpicking every little detail of his appearence.
His outfit fit him well, at least
Interruptions(Sakamoto X Mute! Reader)[P. 3] by DarienOppal, literature
Literature
Interruptions(Sakamoto X Mute! Reader)[P. 3]
Sakamoto realises that he's even more inamoured with the reader.
With this thought in mind, he finally musters the courage to ask them out.
But much to his chagrin everyone was hellbent on cutting him off, on top of that, they're oblivious to all of his attempts.
Or so he thought...
Sakamoto finds himself staring at you again, your head was tilted downward as you drew.
Drawing, drawing!!
That's what he's supposed to be doing.
He quickly shifts his gaze back down to his own sketchbook.
His heart thumps harder in his chest as he sketches the model who happened to be Aina who was sitting a little ways from them.
He found that she was