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Sugawara Koushi x Reader Soulmate!AU where a red string of fate binds soulmates together For most people, birthdays were something worth looking forward to. And to those unattached, it held even more significance, since they could possibly wake up and finally see the red string that tied them to their soulmate. It could happen to anyone at any age, but for the most part of a persons’ adolescence, the red string would remain invisible. High school was usually when they gained the sight, and many of your friends and classmates were able to see a thread tied to their last finger. Though when asked who it led to, they couldn’t tell.

prequel to reditum. [Message Log at November 4, XXXX, 00:34] From: daichi To: [Name] Hey [Name] I’m sorry for texting you this late From: daichi To: [Name] I just feel really nervous right now From: daichi To: [Name] Do you think I’ll be able to do it? I don’t think we’ve ever won a match, let one play in one From: daichi To: [Name] I’m starting to think that I might not be a good enough captain for everyone… I mean, I try hard, I work hard From: daichi To: [Name] And I look out for the other members, too They’re like family now, to be honest From: daichi To: [Name] I mean I know I should place

The changing room was usually quiet, well, that if we don’t count Oikawa, who never shut his mouth and talked about next practise every time. The first years would occasionally chat between them, sometimes Hanamaki made gross jokes and every one laughed. That day the conversation revolved around a really different matter. “Wow, what’s that smell?” Matsukawa asked out of the blue. “Hey, I can smell it too.” Kindaichi added, wrinkling his nose in the process. “It’s like… one of those really manly perfumes.” Hanamaki sniffed a few times before stepping into the conversation. It only nee

Seven minutes in heaven (Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader) ~°~°~°~°~ "You what?" Hanamaki stared at you, his water bottle half-way to his mouth. "Your disbelief hurts me, Makki," you said with a sulking voice. "No, wait. Can you repeat this, please. I don't think I got it right," he interjected your starting complaint putting his bottle down again. You sighed at your best friend's behavior and you were sure that the situation was the most embarrassing you were ever in. "I said, I've a crush on your team's ace and vice-captain per trade, Iwaizumi Hajime." You were sitting on the rooftop of the third-years building and you w

{your touch, your skinwhere do i begin?} Iwaizumi dropped his bag unceremoniously on the floor, shutting the door behind him. He heaved out a tired sigh and marveled at his misfortune. First, he spilled his morning coffee on his white shirt, then when he had finally cleaned up, he entered his English classroom and was welcomed with a test he forgot about. The vending machine ate his money, there was a hole in his sock, and coach had coincidentally chosen that day to crush the team with drills. Unsurprisingly, Oikawa (they were going to the same university, obviously), had executed each one perfectly. Also unsurprisingly, right after practice

            He smelled like pines and mint mixed with the crisp unmistakable scent of sweat and salt. Thankfully, it helped to mask the pungent musk of bleach and the zesty aroma of lemon cleaning spray that was the cleaning storage room.            “I’m sorry that this had to happen,” Daichi sighed, you could vaguely see him scratch the back of his neck. There was a little bit of light streaming in from the seams of the door, yellow light perfectly illuminated the contours of his arm muscles and slope of his jaw. You couldn’t help but blush.            “Don’t blame yourself, Sawamura,” You chuckl

A/N: Soulmates!AU where the line on your forearm changes colour according to the other's emotions. When you do puzzles, have you ever, by mistake, put two pieces together while they were not meant to fit? They weren't at the right place, but they still stuck together as if it was the right combination. If you lived such a moment, then you have the perfect picture for this story. You were in the street, living the same life as many highschoolers around your age. You were heading toward a casual supermarket to meet with aquaintances, wearing casual clothes. You always considered yourself as someone absolutely casual, to which nothing really e

The room reeked of laziness. There you were, lying in your bed with heavy blankets covering you and a quiet puppy sleeping in the corner your legs made, and you were in the depths of despair. You hadn't really thought about the fact that you would be returning to school when you fell into the joys of winter break. It had been two weeks and school started tomorrow. All the festivities ended and the next thing on the calendar to get excited about was the ending of school. You knew all too well that sulking about was just as bad as picking at a festering wound, but you did it anyway. The satisfied groans of your puppy as he enjoyed his deep sle

The soft chatter of your classmates, and the occasional scraping noise of chairs and desks signaled the end of class, as well as the end of the day. The violent gray clouds that had taken over the sky were a grim reminder of the walk home you would soon face. Quickly tugging your bag on to your shoulder, you made a beeline for the stairs; you could save socializing for another day. Your swift footsteps were soon matched, the figure beside you following with ease. Shooting the figure a sideways glance, your eyes widened as your movements came to a halt. "Dai- Sawamura. Uh, hi!" On second thought, socializing might not be half bad. His pres

I'm glad I met you Cool and crisp you wish you could take a bite out of the air. Refreshing and breezy, today was the perfect fall day. Rustling leaves gently danced on the subway platform. You checked your watch. ‘If Oikawa doesn’t get here soon we’re going to miss our ride.’ “[f/n]-chan!” That syrupy, overly cute voice called to you. When you turned around Oikawa was jogging up to you. “Sorry, I got held up at home.” “No problem, now that you’re here I can stop worrying.” “How could I miss our long awaited date? Plus you look really cute today!” Well, you did