CaraTheHedgehog

(bfn = best friend's name) You were what people called a 'seer'. Born with the gift of being able to see the red string of fate, you were capable of severing and reattaching the strings as you pleased. Few people knew you had this ability - in fact, you tried to hide it as much as possible, as you'd been bombarded with requests to change people's fates before. The only one who knew was your best friend. And here, we have our problem. You, (bfn), Tsukishima and Yamaguchi had been friends ever since you could remember. From childhood to adulthood, the four of you had each other's backs. You remember how it all went down. You, Yamaguchi Tada

"Tetsurou~" You called for the lazy cat as he watched the latest volleyball game. You came around from behind the couch and stood right in front of him. "Huh? What is it?" He shifted over so that he could see the t.v. "Let's have sex." You came right out with it. "Not right now babe, I'm trying to watch the game, but you're in the way." "You're turning me down to watch the game?" You furrowed your brows. "I know it sounds bad, but yeah, I am. This is an important game, so move it." 'There is no way he's doing this right now!' You raked up the remote from the couch and turned off the television. "Upstairs now, so you can pleasure me!" You fold

say hey if you're gay. | kuroo tetsurou x male!reader ☆ college!au ☆ crack? Saturday nights are your favourite time of the week. Your school assignments are always done on Friday evenings, leaving you with plenty time to laze around, watching movies and TV shows up until the wee hours of the mornings. Yep, that’s your idea of fun. But you know what’s not fun? Sunday mornings. (Or technically afternoon, but who needs to be technical?) Your alarm clock displays 1:00 PM in bright angry red when you finally awaken from slumber, having gone to be at 4 o’clock last night. You are definitely not a morning person, y

With the sun high in the sky and the wind blowing a gentle breeze over the campus, it was the perfect day for the students of Hakone Academy to eat outside. The tables that were scattered across the courtyard had filled up quickly, groups and cliques picking out their usual spots for days like these. Chatter filled the air as some students stayed behind to claim tables and chairs while others went ahead to purchase lunch for the rest. It seemed that every student at Hakone Academy had the same thought in mind and that was to spend the beautiful day outside during their lunch period. "I told you, we should have stayed inside to eat," Arakita

The sound of graphite running coarsely against paper filled the room as every student tried their best to keep up with the teacher's explanation. He was speaking fast, his hand only a couple seconds behind as he wrote the notes on the board that he expected each student to copy down. Class that day had begun a few minutes late and, as such, he'd decided to speed things up for a bit in hopes they could still achieve the day's agenda. He would write in straight lines, filling up the dry erase board to max capacity before going back to the beginning, erasing everything, and writing more notes for the students to follow. Without asking the class

Walking through the hallways of Hakone Academy, Arakita grumbled as he shuffled his ways past a plethora of students. Morning practice had been grueling and, despite the cool rinse off he'd had afterward, the cyclist was still in no mood to interact with anyone more than necessary. The scowl that was set onto his face was directed in the direction of anyone who dared to give him a passing glance, effectively scaring them off from the moody teen. There was still chatter going on everywhere however and, much to Arakita's annoyance, he couldn't do anything to stop that problem. After having stopped by his locker for a quick moment to pick up hi