Presenting Everyone’s Favorite Athletic Trainer Iwa-chan, Here To Assist The Players And Coaches And

POV: You're secretly dating your boss, Aaron Hotchner

love this boy

Drawing a randomly generated Haikyuu character (almost) every day until I give up    

46. Matsukawa Issei

jaws theme starts playing

★﹒₊‧this is something i wrote during the first 1 minute & 50 seconds of fearless (tv obvi)

you look down at the newly rained on pavement as your date walks you to your car. your head shoots up at some funny comment he made, as usual. walking past an old family owned italian restaurant you can hear the classical music they're playing and he stops you both with an out reach of his hand, "care to dance?" he says with that million dollar smile.

2 weeks later the two of you are driving down the old country road in his freshly painted, thank you hero money, 1969 mustang convertible. you can't look at him because you know the sight of him singing happily in the wind as he drives will for sure make you fall in love right there. so you try to keep your eyes ahead but sero hanta is just so... cool. it's such a childish way to describe him but he is! so effortlessly cool how he runs his large hands through his slightly greasy black hair. come on! he has to know what that image alone does to you. you swear it can't get better than this; driving 35mph as the sun goes down with the coolest man in the world.

play dumb!

synopsis : after your last heartbreak you decide to get a little revenge, what could go wrong?

content : loser!atsumu, college au, pining, fluff, suggestive, cheating, angst, ooc, mother issues, characters are adults, written parts

don't look at the time stamps or dates :D

status: ongoing

pairing : atsumu x f!reader

schedule : so inconsistent sorry in advance <3

taglist : leave a comment here to be added :)

dividers

inspo : this smau, how to lose a guy in 10 days, and this

introductions : chronically single + yn | fuck, marry, kill, sanitize

prologue : hey girlie

one : don't change the subject (written)

two : oh

three : you owe me

four : he'll live (written)

five : you're no fun

six : good guy (written)

seven : watch me

eight : girlfriendy (written)

nine: keg stand (written)

ten : delightful to be around

★﹒₊‧ochako urakara as ur gf

< i hc that this girl is a full on lesbian so, yeah. written w fem!reader in mind (me) >

you were 100% her gay awakening. she remembers it so vividly too. you guys weren't best friends but still pretty close, she was hanging out with you in your dorm, doing a low budget spa day and watching the buzzfeed unsolved complications. she put on her face mask without a mirror so there was a noticeable spot uncovered and you, being the helping friend you are, offered to do it. she was laying down on your bed with you beside her, one arm over her body to keep yourself up as you leaned in close to massage more of the grey mask into her skin. you looked into her eyes for a moment but to her it felt like hours. her heart started beating faster, her body for really hot and jittery yet she couldn't move. then you lifted yourself up and laid down beside her to start the video.

you had to confess first. she was sooo convinced you weren't into girls, or into her, no matter how many hints or flirty remarks you threw at her. she also valued your friendship too much to throw it all away. (girl was willing to take these feelings for you to her grave)

she definitely wouldn't want to keep you guys on the down low. not a secret exactly, but not out there either. she cares a little too much about what ppl will think or say, and you don't really like since she never denies anything when ppl insinuate.

she love love loves going to the cafe, staying at home for a movie, or going to the book store as dates. ochako definitely prefers to stay in then go out, she just likes the intimacy of you two alone than being surrounded by strangers.

SHE IS A JEALOUS GIRL

she doesn't pout alone or go sulk in a corner when she gets jealous, she goes all crazy gf on y'all.

"hiya babyy" goes in for a kiss, running her hands along your body to pull away and go "oh who is your little friend?" all with smile. she isn't slick either, EVERYBODY WHO KNOWS HER, knows when she is getting all jealous and possessive.

since she gets jealous easily, it's easy to fix, just either A) ignore the person as soon as she comes over, or B) give her reassurance

also, her love language is quality time and physical touch

Hi! This isn't really a request for a story but I was wondering if you knew how to do the page break or how to insert a keep reading button, I'm currently working on a story but I can't seem to find out how.

heyy and you have to go to the tumblr website and then make a new line/intention thing. then a set of symbols will pop up, click the orange one with the swingle and it’ll appear like below !!

i think how Taylor went from “can I go where you go?” to “where ever you stray I follow” is really hot

get a taste // tomura shigaraki

a/n: in the gc talking abt vape and cig discourse between dabi n shigs -> fujos out a bit -> wait this is kinda hot -> sick n twisted brainrot aaaahhh

you reach over and press your index finger right in between his eyebrows.

there's nearly nothing that could melt that scowl from tomura's face- especially when everyone's behind him obnoxiously crowded around the bar with playing cards and drinks in hand, the music's a bit too loud for his liking, and he's having a hard time focusing.

"tomura, i can't take you seriously with that thing attached to your mouth like a fucking binky." you call over the music, dropping your hand back into your lap.

his eyes slowly travel up from his phone screen to meet yours. you weren't even sure if he caught anything you said over the blaring music, but you could still read the irritation in his face. his gaze flickers back and forth between the clash of clans running on his phone and you.

he blinks once. twice.

tomura drops the vape from his mouth, letting it fall into his lap, and without missing a beat, blows the intoxicatingly sweet smoke into your face, engulfing you whole with a smirk tugging at the edge of his lips.

"better than whatever the fuck you're smoking over there, right?" he nods towards the half smoked cigarette in between your fingers that you stole from touya's pack.

"better?" you roll your eyes, waving away the lingering smoke. "grow up, tomu. you're smoking birthday cake flavored nicotine. you haven't even smoked a cigarette before."

"i don't need to smoke it to know it tastes like shit." he stretches his legs over your lap, leaning back against the armrest of the couch.

you turn your hand around, facing the orange filter of the cigarette towards him. with your eyebrow slightly cocked and mouth parted into a smirk, tomura knew it was less of an invitation, but rather a dare. a challenge.

"go ahead, babe. give it a try if you're not a bitch."

tomura wets his lips with his tongue. his gaze drops down to the lipstick stained orange filter hanging from between your fingers. he wonders if he could taste your chapstick residue on it, or what your skin smells like brushed against his nose.

would you put your lips on it right after his drag? willingly taste him?

he silently cursed himself.

"pass." he scoffs, turning his head to the side, unsure if the heat crawling up his neck had taken form in a flush. 

he was halfway surprised that you hadn't noticed his piercing stare every time your lips wrapped around the cigarette for a drag. he swore the desperate look in his eyes was so obvious- a silent wish that it was him between your lips instead.

you press your lips together in a line as you take another glance around the room. everyone seemed occupied. drunk. sloppy. no one's paying attention.

you lean forward, catching his face in your free hand, and forcing him to look up towards you.

"the fuck-" he starts.

"don't freak out, tomu." you interrupt. "you know what to do."

you hum to yourself as you bring your fingers up to your lips, deeply inhaling the bitter tang of burnt tobacco.

your eyes remained locked onto tomura's. he's looking at you in a sickly satisfying horror with his eyes wide, cheeks flushed, and mouth slightly gaped open from your firm grasp on his jaw.

he squirms a bit under your grasp, but tomura doesn’t look away from you- he doesn't dare to. not with you over him like this and your face only inching closer to his.

you pull yourself down over him, mere millimeters away from connecting your lips.

the smoke slowly wisp out of your mouth and into his- a slow acceptance before both of your eyes flutter shut and you empty your lungs into his. 

you feel his hands climb up the side of your thighs and rest on your hips, lightly squeezing you through the fabric of your pants.

"fuck." he mutters, trails of smoke escaping his mouth.

"yummy?" you chuckle, exhaling any remnants of smoke in your lungs.

it doesn't seem like you care or noticed at all, but all tomura could think about was you straddling him on the couch and your warm thighs hugging his torso.

he felt hot all over, his lungs were burning, there's a bitter taste in the back of his throat, his head feels light, and despite it all, he wanted more.

"do you, um, wanna taste mine?"

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