Ayatakanosstuff - Iris

atlas why we always fall for the same guys….

guys i have never nor will i ever play LADS but captain caleb edit popped up on my fyp (lmk if anyone wants the link to that) and stuff abt him keeps showing up, also sylus so i dunno.

my moots younger than 17 block this tag underneath for this acc

and for my writing acc pomeloblush block melo’s club ty

❝ SPUN IN YOUR WEB ❞ — yukimiya kenyu

tags: gn!reader, spiderman!yukimiya, college!au, fluff, non-descriptive depictions of wounds

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spiderman!yukimiya who’s vision got repaired after getting bit by a radioactive spider in the middle of the academic year and gained powers.

spiderman!yukimiya who sits in front of you in class with his thin metal rimmed glasses that you're convinced he doesn't need because he should not be squinting like that, and when confronted about it says it's a fashion choice. not convincing.

spiderman!yukimiya who is effortlessly the top student of his class and cohort for sciences and mathematics.

spiderman!yukimiya who the professor assigns as your tutor for chemistry, but as the semester progresses, he starts showing up less and less, sometimes even rain checking at the last minute.

spiderman!yukimiya who always brings you pizza to share as an apology for being late or no-showing. you're not sure if he actually paid for it or just stole it from his part-time job.

spiderman!yukimiya who seems to have more and more wounds littered on his skin and bandages wrapped around his arms.

spiderman!yukimiya who refuses to tell you the truth on what happened and just says he got them from skating. also not convincing in the slightest.

spiderman!yukimiya who, battered and bruised, barely makes it to your house on time for tutoring one day and feels his heart crack at the look on your face when you force him down onto your bed and return from the bathroom carrying a first aid kit.

spiderman!yukimiya who just smiles through a wince while you're kneeled in front of him cleaning his gashes, softly asking what's gotten into him and begging him not to get into fights anymore because that's not like him.

spiderman!yukimiya who thinks you look rather cute even just dipping cotton balls into disinfectant.

spiderman!yukimiya who tries and fails to use humour to try lifting your concerned frown and make light of the situation.

spiderman!yukimiya who jokes that you're the only person he knows that prefers a man smelling like antiseptic than looking bloodied. you don't laugh.

spiderman!yukimiya who tells you that you're much better at patching him up than he does himself despite your shoddy job at stitching. you argue that sewing up holes in clothing is nothing like sealing cuts shut.

spiderman!yukimiya who would rather you think he gets into fights on the regular than get dragged into his world of danger.

spiderman!yukimiya who keeps showing up to your place in tatters despite his reservations, his trust in you surprising himself.

spiderman!yukimiya who wants to keep you as far away from him and his double life to protect you, but it's becoming increasingly difficult with his growing feelings.

spiderman!yukimiya who against his better judgement and spidey senses, begins falling for you, one assignment and one bandage at a time.

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i genuinely think i might just delete cherrysurf and sojumica entirely eventually

@dearru been thinking abt weird akaashi x cool girl mak whos also weird deep down rn

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 ♡

akaashi keiji x f!reader

you and your boyfriend are no strangers to overthinking — so when your period doesn't arrive on time, you take turns calming each other down.

"I'm late." Akaashi lifted his head from the manuscript he was editing, his glasses strewn haphazardly across his face. You were standing in the threshold of your shared study, having just returned from your second anxiety-induced bathroom break of the night.

Your boyfriend of five years turned in his creaky swivel chair to face the calendar tacked on the leftmost wall of the room, littered in neon post-it notes and defaced by both of your penmanships — Akaashi's short and slanted, yours perfectly proportioned.

Ever the editor, he said, "But I thought your draft wasn't due until next week." Being a romance author and dating a literary editor certainly had its perks, but in this moment, you couldn't decide whether to feel distressed or endeared by his misinterpretation. You took a deep breath and tried again.

"...not that kind of late."

It took him a second to understand. But when he finally did, the brain fog immediately cleared from his eyes.

"Oh — oh," he said, setting down his red pen and standing from his desk. "You're absolutely sure?"

You nodded. "Three days, to be exact."

Ever since you and Akaashi had started dating your senior year of college, you had been tracking your periods in hopes of preventing an unplanned pregnancy. You were both open to having kids — after all, you two were arguably the most responsible ones in your friend group, and baby fever passed between the two of you as easily as the common cold. But neither of you expected to have a child this early into your careers, and the mere idea was enough to make you feel queasy.

"Hey, hey," Akaashi interjected gently, reading the expression on your face like an open book. He walked around his cluttered desk and pulled you into his arms. "It's okay. I know we both have a tendency to overthink —"

"A great trait to pass onto a baby," you volleyed back.

"But if you really are pregnant, we would handle it," he continued, however amused by your quit wit. He tucked your head beneath his chin. "We'd ask all the right questions, read all the right parenting books. I'll hold your hand when your get your blood drawn, even though it makes me want to collapse."

Despite yourself, you chuckled at that.

"Besides," he added. "We practically raise Bokuto together already."

You were laughing even harder now, the waves of anxiety flooding your chest now subsiding, if only for a moment. Akaashi was the only one capable of doing that.

"Ugh," you cried, pulling away from him to massage your tired eyes. "How did this even happen?"

"I think you know perfectly well how this happened."

"Of course, I know," you drawled. "But we had a plan. A well-thought-out, career-oriented plan. You would go to grad school, I would publish a few more novels —"

"All of which we can still do if we become parents," Akaashi replied, taking both of your hands into his. "Y/N, I am well-aware of the fact that we both love planning our lives to a tee. In fact, your thoughtfulness and attention-to-detail are what I love most about you."

Your face flushed at his affectionate words.

"But maybe it would save us both the mental energy to let life surprise us every once in a while," he finished.

"With a baby?"

"With anything! Including the possibility of a baby." He pushed your hair of our of face and looked at you in sheer adoration. "I love you, Y/N. There is no other person I'd want to become a parent with. So while an unplanned pregnancy sounds daunting, I will be right there with you. We'd figure it out. Together."

Perhaps it was the steady confidence in his eyes — or the potential pregnancy hormones coursing through your bloodstream, but you started to cry. Taken aback, Akaashi immediately took you back into his arms.

"D-Did I say something wrong?" he stammered. You shook your head against his chest as you wept.

"No. No, you said everything right," you reassured him. "God, if this actually happens, Keiji, you're going to be an incredible parent."

Now it was his turn to get emotional.

You turned off the lamps at your respective desks and headed to the pharmacy two blocks away from your apartment, the sidewalks bustling with native bar-hoppers and starry-eyed tourists. You'd both walked this path several times before and had always returned with a bundle of items: Red Bull, microwave popcorn, the occasional pack of condoms. But never a pregnancy test. "Is there a specific brand that gives you the most accurate results?" Akaashi asked, immediately pulling out his phone to do some research in the middle of the family planning aisle. "It says here that digital pregnancy tests are generally considered more accurate, but you can get a pack of three analog tests for nearly half the price..."

He paced up-and-down the rows of tests, comparing and cross-referencing them like he did each of his authors' drafts.

"I mean, why don't we just buy them all? It can't hurt to cover all the bases," he murmured, grabbing one of each brand from the shelf and dumping them into your open arms.

"Keiji," you laughed, amused by how serious he was about all of this. "Don't you think we're being a little hasty?"

"You're right," your boyfriend said, shaking his head. "I haven't even checked the expiration dates on any of these — "

"No, that's not what I meant," you repeated firmly, meeting his frazzled gaze with your now-steady one. "I think we should buy only one pack. Your pick."

He looked at you as if you'd just suggested he dive off a steep cliff. "Are you sure?" "Yes," you promised him. "I don't even think I have enough pee for all the pregnancy tests I'm holding right now." His shoulders slumped from the steep drop in adrenaline, and he pressed his lips into a tight, nervous line before admitting, "I just want to make sure I'm doing everything right." "You already are," you reassured him, shifting all of the pregnancy tests over to one arm and reaching out to squeeze his shoulder with the other. "You don't need to overthink whether or not you're doing a great job, because you are. I wouldn't have let you possibly impregnate me if you weren't."

He released a shaky sigh, a sheepish smile on his face as he asked, "Can I still consult Google reviews?"

After finally selecting a pregnancy test and a pint of ice cream to share, you and Akaashi paid for your items and walked back to your apartment arm-in-arm.

"Do you remember the day we met?" he asked, the sounds of the city rumbling between you as you walked.

"Of course I remember. I wanted the last desk in the front row of our senior writing seminar, but someone got there before me," you said teasingly. "Though I think it was for the best. I developed a crush on the back of your head almost instantly."

"You did not."

"I'm not even kidding. I'm pretty sure I based all of my fictional love interests on you that year."

"That I picked up on."

"You did not."

He chuckled. "Don't get me wrong, I had to ask Bokuto to read your stories because I thought I was insanely self-absorbed for suspecting you'd base any character off of me. I'd never had anyone describe me so accurately. So...deeply," he confessed. "I was flattered. Truly."

You couldn't help the blush creeping up your neck. "I guess that's what I get, asking my crush to peer-review my work."

He bent down to press his lips to your temple. "I'm glad you did."

You climbed the stairs back to your apartment and unlocked the door, the small space crowded by stacks of books and half-empty mugs. You imagined what it would be like to rearrange the furniture to make room for a crib, what it would be like for you and Akaashi to read to your baby all the books you'd loved as children. The mere idea was enough to make your eyes well up again.

God, you thought to yourself, tearing open the box of pregnancy tests and inspecting the thick packet of instructions. Would you actually be disappointed if this test came back negative?

"I'll be right here if you need me," Akaashi said, gesturing to the couch. You nodded, walked into the bathroom, and closed the door.

After five minutes of working yourself up to peeing on the stick and another two of actually doing it, you ushered your boyfriend back into the bathroom. You'd placed the test face-down beside the sink, not wanting to know the results without him. Your heart hammered violently as you considered this piece of plastic's inane ability to tell your entire future in just a few measly lines.

"Hey," Akaashi reassured you for the millionth time that night, intertwining your hand in his. "No matter the outcome, I've got you."

"I know." You nodded. "I've got you, too."

His expression softened. "You ready?"

"Yeah," you said, and you meant it. After all, Akaashi Keiji had spent the past five years holding your heart with more patience and consideration you ever thought you deserved, and you had dedicated yourself fully to doing the same for him. You took care of each other amidst all anxieties. That alone was enough to assure you that, whatever the future held, you would be just fine.

Squeezing each other's hand one last time, you took a deep breath, reached for the pregnancy test, and turned it over. @miyasmagnolias, 2025

this is SO yoichi coded.

ᯓ★ thinking about how he pretends like he’s winning the idgaf war but the second you invite him to matcha and yap with you he’s putting on his best outfit, spraying his nicest cologne, and on the way to meet you (he doesn’t even like matcha that much.) and then afterwards he’s kicking his feet and blushing like a girl, writing his notes app entry about your “date” today and how your hand had brushed his for a little too long whilst you were explaining something that had went over his head—his attention was wholly focused on the cute faces you made when you were excited.

god forbid anyone ever stumble upon his locked notes, they’re lengthy, movie-transcript worthy accounts of each hangout.

—ITOSHI RIN, karasu tabito, ISAGI YOICHI (bllk), FUSHIGURO MEGUMI, inumaki toge, GOJO SATORU (jjk), TARTAGLIA, heizou, kinich (genshin)

i am here w selfship questions!!!!!! for lowkey any selfship :3

↻ how do you guys handle miscommunication!!! who takes the first step to clear it up?

↻ what is like a habit u do that might be unusual but ur selfship finds cute? like whats something in u that you’re like hm but ur selfship likes about u?

↻ how did u guys celebrate ur first anniversary!!!

↻ do u guys have an inside joke?

↻ what is the most meaningful gift you’ve ever received from ur selfship!!!

omg yay hi sahri

how do you guys handle miss communication? who takes the first step to clear it up?

→ So whenever me and sakusa have a miss communication, both usually end up going up to each other at the same time to take the first steps to talk abt it, it’s not even on purpose we usually just wait a bit and come back to each other. if that makes sense

what is like a habit u do that make be unusual but ur selfship finds it cute? like what’s something in ur that you’re like hm but ur selfship likes about you?

→ So something unusual that osamu likes about me is how i look a mess when i wake up. I have TERRIBLE bed hair and he just adores my puff face and lips and my hair standing up straight. I think it’s weird but it’s whatever

how did u guys celebrate ur first anniversary?

→ me and shoyo celebrated our first anniversary in japan it was really all new for me because we met in brazil and i had never been to japan before we met. He took me out to a fancy dinner and then the next day we actually went to where he grew up and he showed me his life and it was so sweet i died.

do you guys have an inside joke?

→ me and kuroo have this joke about lev looking like the rat from the nutcracker and we genuinely can’t contain our laughs whenever we see him.

what is the most meaningful gift you’ve ever received from ur selfship

→ this is so hard, but it was atsumu’s gift to me, that he gave me when we were 15 (childhood sweethearts) it was a golden locket he spent 3 weeks working at some stupid pizza shop to buy me and i’ve kept it ever since, even though we didn’t start dating till after highschool i think we both knew then and there he would always be mine.

@sirhamburrger

IRISS HRUU

HII RIU IM GOOD I HAD CUPCAKES AND COFFEE TODAY HAPPY EASTER😍 HRU?!