Synopsis : you sleep on the couch after an argument
Warning : soft aventurine
Arguments between you two were rare but not non-existant. A particularly harsh day at work for you and him resulted in you two snapping at each other over little things. Usually when one had a bad day the other would calm them down but today just wasn't the case.
You wiped your hands after washing the dishes. Only yours since Aventurine refused to eat. He wasn't hungry. Genuinely. But the situation and frustration inside you made you think otherwise.
'He just wanted to avoid me and didn't want to eat with me.' You thought, exiting the kitchen, your eyes falling on the empty couch. 'If he desires to be alone so much I guess I'll just fulfill his wish.'
You went into the bedroom, taking your pillow and blanket as you made your way back to the couch, crossing Aventurine's figure as bathroom's door opened, steam escaping as he looked at your form disappearing into the hallway.
'Where are they going with that?' He wondered, watching your figure making the set up for the night as you laid down.
'Do they not even want to sleep in the same bed as me anymore....?' He wondered, feeling disheartened.
He eventually went to bed, thinking it's best to give you some space if that's what you wanted. It was somewhere between two or three at night when your eyes opened to the noise of footsteps and rustling, coming face to face with a Aventurine carrying a pillow in his arms.
"Aven? What are you doing here? " You asked, sitting up groggily as he crouched down, sitting on his knees as he dropped the pillow, hugging your waist.
"Please come back to bed Treasure. I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier. I can't fall asleep without you. I need you with me. " He mumbled as he pushed his face further into your tummy.
Your eyes softened, "I'm not mad anymore Aven " Your voice was gentle as your fingers threaded through his sandy hair. He looked up, his eyes almost sparkling, "Really?"
You chuckled
"Yes really"
Aventurine Masterlist
Masterlist
Written by yours truly
🍄Apothecary in Wonderland 🌿💊
Warnings: arson, ooc
Please do not copy, repost or plagiarize, my fic. If you want to translate it, you must contact me first and also credit me.
Synopsis: The mysterious apothecary falls victim to the dark carriage in the midst of her visit to her elderly father. Now stuck in this bizarre world, she must survive and make it back to her world before the darkness consumes her.
Cat in the rabbit hole (prologue-1)
Inferno (prologue-2)
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In Every Lifetime
EPILOGUE !
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rainbows, sunshine ⋆˚✿˖°
pairing: gn!reader x sakusa kiyoomi
content: fluff, high school, no established relationship, no warnings really (unless you consider being awake before 8 am triggering)
also this is the first oneshot i’ve written in like 4 years, any constructive criticism or advice is greatly appreciated :)
you found yourself not being able to fall asleep. minutes turn into hours and before you know it, the time on your phone reads 6:45am.
you decided it would be pointless to go to sleep now so you got up and started to get yourself ready for class early.
you grab your bag and start walking to school as the sun is hardly high enough to light up the outdoors. you took in all the scenery around you, usually you aren’t awake this early. it’s peaceful and quiet out.
when you get to school the main building is closed for about another couple hour so you begin your journey to find a nice place to sit down and read. you settle on a bench outside the gym. by the time you’ve settled down on the bench you noticed the bench provided a perfect view of the sunrise. you didn’t even have time to pull out any of your books before you were interrupted by a masculine voice
“what are you doing here?” he says snapping you out of the trance the sunrise put you in
“i was just looking for a quiet place to sit” you said looking up at him.
he was wearing a tshirt and sports shorts, his hair was wet with what you assumed to be sweat yet he didn’t smell sweaty at all. the rising sunlight illuminated his pale skin just enough for you to see small beads of sweat sitting on his forehead in spots his hair didn’t cover.
“this is my bench” he said flatly.
you looked over at your bag preparing to pick it up until he stopped you with his words.
“scoot over” he said sitting next to you.
it was silent for a moment while you both watched the sunrise, until you decided to speak up and break it.
“so, are you here for volleyball practice?” you asked, even though the answer seemed pretty obvious.
“practice doesn’t start for another hour, i just come early to practice extra” he said cracking open a vending machine drink. “i also just like watching the sunrise, is that why you’re here?” he says looking over at you with a face you couldn’t exactly read.
“i guess so” you lied “are you okay?” he asks leaning forward to be in your field of view “you look like you just saw a ghost” he says with a hint of concern in his voice.
you finally admit to him that you didn’t get much sleep last night and only came in so early since you were awake already.
“wow, that’s rough. i bet you could get a nap in before classes start if you really wanted to though” he said before looking down on the floor next to him and picking up a second drink.
“here, i usually drink two of these but i don’t think ill finish them today, you look like you could use it more than me anyway”. he said cracking the seal of the drink for you so you could open it easier.
you thanked him and read the label of the drink before taking a sip.
“watching the sunset is pretty relaxing, i bet that would help you fall asleep”. he said before looking back up at the sky, the sun a little higher than it was before.
“now that you mention it i am feeling a little more tired than i was earlier” you let out a yawn and got a little more comfortable on the bench. before you knew it you were falling in and out of sleep zzz. you were so tired you found yourself laying your head on his shoulder. you quickly caught yourself and jumped up.
“i’m so sorry! i didn’t mean to-“ you began to apologize before he cut you off. he put his hand on the back of your head and pulled you back onto his shoulder
“it’s ok, just go to sleep while you can”. he said calmly “i have to shower after practice anyway” he mumbled after that. you chose to ignore his last comment as you quickly fell back asleep, missing the last few minutes of the sunrise.
after what felt like a few seconds, you opened your eyes to him lightly shaking your shoulder.
“hey, hey wake up, i have team practice in a second”. he said as you slowly sat up.
“oh, i’m sorry for falling asleep on you”
“it’s ok, i’m sakusa by the way”
he laughed a bit, realizing he let you sleep on him before you even knew each others names. you shared your name with him after.
he stood up to make his way back to the gym and looked back at you one last time.
“let’s meet here again soon”
a/n: bear with me guys. this is my first time writing anything other than headcanons since i was like 13 and in the midst of my delusion crazy haikyuu phase. im a little rusty since ive recently been brought back to earth so let me know if this is good or not, i know it could def use so work 😭
your boyfriend has just returned home from an international match, missing you oh so greatly.
“smile a ‘lil bit, will you?”
you say as you hear the front door creak open. standing before you is your boyfriend, itoshi rin, who just came back from a match overseas. a tired look folds before a content smile on his face.
you stand up, crossing the room to meet him as you extend your arms open for him. rin gives a small hum in response, but there's warmth in his eyes as he steps into your embrace. his arms wrap around you, holding you close as he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck.
as he holds you close, he inhales deeply, taking in the familiar scent of your cologne. it's a scent that reminds him of home, of lazy sunday mornings spent tangled in bedsheets, of quiet evenings curled up on the couch together. of you, every single thing about you.
“missed you,” he slurs softly, muffled against your skin.
running your finger through his hair, you reply, “missed you too, rinnie,” cherishing the moment of closeness after his time away. "but you're here now, and that's all that matters."
“yeah, i’m here,” he trails off.
"but i still miss you.”
your heart swells at his words, and you reach up to cup his cheek, your thumb brushing over his stubbled jaw. "i’m here now, baby. we’re together again.”
rin's arms tighten around you, pulling you impossibly closer. "did i say i love you?” he asks.
you tilt your head slightly, meeting rin's gaze with tenderness, “a hundred times over the phone, rin,”
“‘kay,” rin's lips find yours in a tender kiss, it feels like a kiss of longing. “not through messages or calls this time,”
“i love you, so much. you don’t get it.”
you return his sentiment with a warm smile, feeling the depth of his love echoing in your heart. “i get it, baby.”
“i love you even more. and you will get it because you’re finally back home with me.”
@uzurakis
My Therapist will her about this😿
the doctor and his love w a terminally ill patient
a/n: this is when he was in the akademiya, he's referred to as zandik, weird formatting _| ̄|○
what an irritating, irritating school. there was no reason his major requires him to oversee mere patients who were a breath away from death. what good would that do in aiding him with his research??
he trails behind the rest of the group, all obnoxiously eager and anxious to meet their matched patient. his eyes glare over his assigned patient's name. what a ridiculous waste of his time.
he laid eyes on your figure for the first time, resting on a bed placed much farther than the rest.
'she's in the worst condition out of everyone' 'theres no hope for someone in her condition'
dottore had done nothing to comfort you over the whispers that traveled to your ears despite the minimal effort of trying to hide them. he did nothing to assist you when you tried to rise and greet him properly, thanking him for his time during the remainder of your life.
it was routine; everyday he would travel to the bimarstan, take your vitals, then leave. the silence that he had placed between the two of you were always broken by your mindless chatter, which never lasted too long - you didn't have enough energy to talk for long periods, he never stayed long enough to let you.
you had an irritating tendency though.
despite your frail body, nothing stopped you from wandering out where you shouldn't be, somehow able to avoid the eyes of the nurses who keep watch.
"you should not be out here."
"i'm aware. i just wanted to see the world with my eyes one more time." your back is turned to his, rested next to the artificial pools in the building. next to your body lies a bird, thoroughly soaked with little breath escaping from it's frame.
"you should have left it alone. it's bound to die, that's how fate has decided it's course."
"fate cannot predict everything. even the tiniest ant can choose to defy destiny if they have the will to live."
he's silent, until the bird begins to stir, flapping its wings frantically until it takes flight, traveling heights that humans would never reach. you're already facing him by the time he turns back.
"see?"
he's not sure when the shift in your relationship had happened. it was no longer painstaking to trek up to the medical wing to monitor your condition, it was no longer bothersome to spare some of his time to stay by your side.
you were no longer lonely. you knew that even if it appeared as if he were blocking out your words, he listened to every single one. he would bring in souvenirs - mechanics he had made out of spare parts, bringing the outside world to you.
"stop sneaking outside. one day the nurses are going to drop dead at the recurring sight of your empty bed."
you had laughed, patting the space beside you, where he had sat down with no further comments.
"well, they should know i have a skillful doctor who will find me every time, hmm?"
his first mistake was believing that he didn't harbor any attachments when he happened upon your figure, aided by another scholar holding up your precious body at your side, a place that should be solely his.
"do not touch her. she is my patient."
he was pleased at the way you brightened up, swiftly attempting to leave the irrelevant man's side, opening your arms to wait for him to hold your figure to lean against him, your safe haven.
his second mistake was believing that these moments were to last for eternity. his eye traced the daily reports of your vital signs, clearly dwindling to dangerous levels by day. you were no longer able to leave the bed, barely able to stay awake for most of the day.
"zandik" your sweet voice had called out. your arms weakly waved around in the air, until you felt his arm brush against yours. "let me see your eyes."
you were afraid of only seeing darkness, he knew. you liked how his eyes shines a certain crimson shade, your favorite color, he knew. you wanted to be able to feel a presence beside you, he knew.
he let his face rest between your sacred hands, letting you observe his face illuminated by the glow of the moonlight. a moment only between the two of you, before slumber would take you away once more.
he would not let these be the last moments he had with you.
his schedule suddenly switched - no longer was he interested in his old research progress. countless days, hours, minutes, seconds; all spent on the human body and lifespan. when you were asleep, he immersed in every material he could get his hands on. his time was limited, but there was no chance he was going to fail to find a cure. he never has.
and that was his third mistake, believing that he was able to procure a cure within time to save the only life that had mattered.
at first, anger had coursed through his body. how dare you leave his side and go to a place where he could not follow?
he let out a humourless laugh as he stared at your lifeless body in his arms, not a single sign of life coursing through your veins. his own life had slipped through his fingers right in front of his eyes. what a mockery to his fate.
if he could not follow you, then he would just have to do everything to bring you back to his side.
ཐི♡ཋྀ ITOSHI SAE
ꨄ︎ home ---- you’ve known sae since you were both sixteen. he’s always dreamed of going overseas and facing the world, will he ever be ready to come home?
conversations ---- he’s back home, and you recall the times you’d spoken to him. all the calls you made, then all the calls he made, and then all the times it went to voicemail.
conversations: restart ---- (alt. ending) sae’s willing to throw everything else away to prove that out of everything in his life, you’re the one sure thing he needs. problem is, will you accept him after what he’s done?
about time ---- nothing’s necessary except his talent in soccer, until you appeared. and now, he’s got a new challenge.
whole ---- sae has few interests, and one of them is you. but sometimes, being special just isn’t enough.
incomplete ---- sae rarely knows what he’s doing when he comes to you. and sometimes, by the time he figures it out, it’s all way too late and you’re too far gone.
affection ---- the way sae loves you is beautiful. it’s nothing like you envisioned and something you never knew you needed.
chasing memories ---- you’re the one sae can’t get over. he’s beginning to think he never will.
ꨄ︎ always, eventually, yours ---- you have a crush on sae. for a long time now. and he’s always known that. he just wants to see how long you can hold out.
all this time ---- just when you feel like giving up, sae pulls you back into him.
& again ---- sae’s still learning the ropes on being in a relationship, and sometimes you think you can’t wait any longer. but this is itoshi sae, maybe you can.
and when he wants you ---- what do you do when your best friend kind of sort of forces you to confess your two-year long crush when you’re not ready to? pray and hope for the best.
don’t want you to go ---- he’s stupid and stubborn and bad at being a boyfriend. you make him want to be better though. always.
moral of the story ---- you and sae have been in love with each other since high school. during your special day, he throws you a curveball.
pucker up, buttercup ---- being sae’s girlfriend is tough. there’s a lot of things he can’t make time for, and unfortunately this time, it’s you. but somehow, he always pulls through.
crazy good ---- hold up, netizens. you’re in for a treat this time because guess what? out of all people, it’s time for itoshi sae to hard launch his girlfriend: you.
birthday wish ---- it’s itoshi sae’s birthday. the world hates you. you’ve never been a lucky one. being “shit out of luck” is the only thing you know. the tables must turn.
series: if not for you ---- neither of you want this. both you and sae reluctantly agree to this marriage, although sae’s dissatisfaction far outweighs your own. with hidden agendas and old flames, will this ever work out between the two of you, or will your forced spark be doomed to fail? [ completed ]
series: priceless ---- there’s a high price to pay for getting involved with itoshi sae. there’s an even higher price to pay when it seems like he’s not the only one. with everything going on behind the scenes, will you be able to afford all of it? [ ongoing ]
ཐི♡ཋྀ ITOSHI RIN
something stronger ---- rin thinks about you all the time, for better or for worse. problem is, he really shouldn’t be anymore. things never seem to work out for the both of you, will trying even make a difference this time?
soft ---- one cute thing he would do for you.
one answer ---- you and rin are both oblivious to each other’s feelings. but maybe one push is all you need.
the things you left behind ---- you & sae had something special, until he forcibly cuts it off. and now rin has you in his sights—but things get complicated when sae comes back for you.
ཐི♡ཋྀ NAGI SEISHIRO
effervescent ---- it’s a little more difficult for nagi to realise his feelings compared to the average man.
in his language ---- he didn’t ask you out because he wanted to, yet nagi gets more than he bargained for in the end.
ཐི♡ཋྀ MIKAGE REO
what if it’s you and me
love, you ---- heartbroken, you turn to your best friend for an escape. but he gives you much more than that.
ཐི♡ཋྀ ISAGI YOICHI
build a date ---- isagi has a crush on you.
ཐི♡ཋྀ MICHAEL KAISER
skin-deep ---- kaiser has more reason to visit his regular cafe spot now. and he’s not gonna quit until he makes you his.
no contest ---- being just friends doesn’t mean much when neither of you really want to keep it that way. problem is, will either of you make the first move?
NEWLYWEDS - HQ BOYS
-> daily life with the hq boys after you two have gotten married!
ft. osamu miya, tetsuro kuroo, shinsuke kita, kiyoomi sakusa, koushi sugawara
OSAMU: coming into onigiri miya had been your daily ritual since you first started dating samu—so that most definitely didn’t change when you both got married. you walked into your husband’s restaurant and he smiled when he notices that it’s you walking in.
you lean over the front counter and smile up at him. “miss me?”
he hums in response. “your usual?”
you nod, taking a quick look around to see if anyone was around. luckily for you, it was mid-afternoon and the lunch rush had just ended. before osamu could turn around to start up your usual order, you pulled him by the collar of his uniform and let your lips gently press into his.
you pulled back and flashed him a quick, satisfied smirk before you found yourself a seat at a nearby table, watching as samu chuckled to himself as he went back to start your order.
after a few minutes he walks back out with your special order in his hands.
“here ‘ya go, babe,” he smiled.
you laughed. “thank you very much, ‘samu.”
you turned back to your phone as you aimlessly scrolled through it. picking around at your food, you finally looked down and noticed what samu had written on your napkin.
“for my wife<3”
it really did have a nice ring to it.
TETSURO: your afternoons consisted of one of two things: bringing kuroo lunch to his office, or meeting him for lunch on the off chance that he didn’t have a stack of paperwork to go through that afternoon.
today had been a long day for him, and it wasn’t even over yet. luckily for him, it had been your day off and you had spent most of your morning preparing the most delicious bento to bring your husband for lunch today.
you made your way past the front desk and softly knocked on kuroo’s office door. you heard a muffled, come in!” from inside. taking that as your invitation, you walked into his office.
you smiled, teasing, “delivery!”
he looked up at you and smiled. “oh? and what do we have here?”
“rice and tonkatsu!” you beamed. “made it all myself this morning.”
you walked up and placed the bento on his desk, setting the bag beside his desk. you sat on the corner of his desk.
he hummed, opening the bento. “tell me about your day?”
“okay! so i started with dishes. which reminds me, no more late night food making in my clean kitchen, tetsuro— i mean it! and, well, then i—”
he smiled at everything you said, still working on the paperwork in front of him. but listening to you made it all so much easier.
SHINSUKE: being married to kita meant early mornings. he’d get up before dawn to tend to the rice fields and wouldn’t get back till the afternoon, leaving you home alone for most of the morning.
like clockwork, your husband hit up at 5am and got dressed to head out towards the field. you smiled to yourself as you felt him place a gentle kiss on your forehead, just before he made his way out the door. rolling out of bed you walked towards the kitchen and made yourself a cup of coffee—the only way you were going to survive the early morning.
you made your way onto the front porch and curled up on the stairs below, watching as your husband walked back and forth down the rows of the rice field. he was too far out and too preoccupied to even notice you.
soon as your cup of coffee was gone you got up and headed back inside to get started on house chores. kita was a man of routine. he believed in doing things consistently and effectively. but, today, when your husband comes back from his long hours out in the rice fields, all his chores will have been done for him. that way you can have him all to yourself for the rest of the afternoon.
free to hold; free to kiss. all yours, just for today. or for as long as he’d have you.
KIYOOMI: sure, to anyone else, your husband didn’t seem like the sweet, loving type. but, deep down, he really could be.
on his off days from volleyball, he’d be the one home most of the day while you were at work. this only made things easier for him, in his eyes.
the laundry? done.
dishes? washed and put away.
all those annoying, minuscule cleaning tasks that needed to be done around the apartment but you’d been putting off because who would even notice them? done, done, and done. and, for what it’s worth, he noticed them.
you came home to kiyoomi preparing dinner in the small kitchen of your apartment.
“kiyoomi?” you yawned, kicking off your shoes. you noticed how fresh the apartment smelled—the scent of the cleaning products still lingering in the room. “you.. cleaned?”
he hummed. “yeah, figured it needed to be done.”
you smiled, hugging your husband from behind. “mm you smell clean too.”
he winced. “go take a shower. you smell like work. dinner should be ready soon.”
you laughed. “okay, whatever you say.”
KOUSHI: it was the weekend and it was late. 10pm? 11pm? you had lost track.
your husband was hunched over the dining room table—papers sprawled out in front of him. it was the week before school break and grades needed to be finished for the semester. of course koushi had known this for weeks now, but chose to be the procrastinator he was and put it off till now.
you blinked the tiredness from your eyes, yawning.
had you fallen asleep? shit. what time was it?
the alarm clock on your bedside table shown 11:23pm. you rolled over to your side and felt around in bed. no koushi.
you forced your tired self out of bed and made your way towards the kitchen. there you found your husband, hunched over the dining room table grading papers.
your wrapped your arms around his neck and buried your face into his soft hair.
“koushi, my love, it’s late. you need sleep,” you mused.
he sighed. “i know. and i would. i will. i just gotta finish grading this last few papers. then i’ll come to bed, love, i promise.”
you laughed, turning to the counter to find yourself a pair of reading glasses. you took a pen from koushi’s side and set a stack of ungraded papers in front of you.
your husband didn’t protest, too tired to argue. this is how you two spent the next hour together, until koushi looked up to see your head laid down atop your arms on the table and soft snores coming from your lips.
he smiled, moving to get up. he picked you up and carried you to your bedroom, laying down next to you for the night and falling asleep.
© fum1ku 2024.
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your longtime motto: KEEP TO YOURSELF!!! it’s year two of college—when dragged into deep drama, the unlikeliest of knights come to your rescue. that doesn’t change anything …right?
tags : college au, love triangle, childhood friends to lovers, angst, fluff ending (?), slow burn, miscommunication, pining
warnings : foul language, sexual jokes, conflict, slight violence, manipulation, suggestions of abuse or mistreatment, photos will be used for visual purposes - note that warnings may change as story progresses
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the only cast ever
joint funeral // iwa & kids // study group 3
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prologue : a scott street goodbye ✎
◟ EP1: don’t die tanaka
◟ EP2: perchance
◟ EP3: low blow
◟ EP4: AITA ✎
◟ EP 5: sandbox wedding
◟ EP 6: first name basis (base) ✎
◟ EP 7: clean up time
◟ EP 8: don’t date the dropout
◟ EP 9:
PROMISES THAT REGARDLESS OF HOW MUCH I LOVE MY SOULMATE IWA THE ENDING WILL BE AS UNBIASED AND FAIR AS I AM CAPABLE OF !!! I triple swear that keiji has just as much of my heart as haji does x
with love, ree <3
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Ace 🔷
“You think keeping me here changes things? I still hate you, Floyd.” ♦️
“Hey, are you alright?” Ace♦️
“What are you doing with that camera, Rook?”♦️
“Ace, I’m losing my appetite…”🔷
Leona🔷
“If you wanted my attention so bad, you could’ve said so instead getting all comfortable with them(first year/floyd)” Jade♦️
"Hmm..? -Ehe- I was waiting for you" Jade🔷
Riddle 🔷
The Faded Moon
Prologue
Juna @mochidreambubble
Yuuliy @the-v-lociraptor
Marx and Pythios @justm3di0cr3
Fanart by @justm3di0cr3
Yumena @the-dumber-scaramouche
Siphok, Anan and Charin @siphoklansan
Fanart by @siphoklansan
Shieri @miss-hyoko
Fawn and Renee @cynthinesia
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Dreamy Day
Lights, Camera… (Vil)
Challenges (Leona)
Reflection (Lilia)
Thank you (Jamil)
Touch (Jamil)
Take my hand (Sebek)
-> on repeat: kageyama x f! reader, completed
-> calloused hands: kuroo x f! reader, completed
-> syrup: oikawa x f! reader, completed
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