hi ya’ll (●﹏●)
after five long years… i’ve decided to anonymously return to my first love~ fic writing! i started this tumblr today and just got an invite to ao3, so i’m looking to get back into it as soon as i get some prompts! feel free to send any/all my way, n i’ll credit you if i choose to write + post them!
currently accepting~
if i write your prompt, you’ll be the first to read :)
ao3: kodzuken33
Wakatoshi: I am no longer accepting the things that I cannot change. I am changing the things I can no longer accept.
Daichi: Is this about Oikawa declining your invitation to Shiratorizawa?
Tw: implications/talk of sex, swearing, implied drinking… teeny bit of feels/angst i guess??
wc: 2.7k
You clutched your head. Shit, you’d clearly had too much fun last night. Your best friend merely laughed at you, as you cursed the damn lock again.
“Need me to put in your combo? Looks like you’re struggling.” She teased, gently nudging you to the side to open up your locker.
There’d been a big party last night. Yesterday had been Valentine’s Day, and what better way to spend such a a special holiday than getting drunk out of your mind with a bunch of classmates at a huge house party?
You had lots of fun, at least, you think you did. Honestly, there were quite a few gaps in your memory. Your best friend Hana filled you in a bit though. Apparently attempting to skinny dip was one of few shenanigans you’d partaken in last night. Made sense. When you partied, you partied hard.
“That science quiz is next Thursday, right?” You mumbled, diving into the horrid void known as your locker. You lost things in here all the time. It also housed about four different pairs of shoes… somewhere. Along with numerous jackets still left over from Autumn, a makeup purse, a tiny mirror with a crack in the left corner, and a whole bunch of other unnecessary additions. Where’s my damn pencil case at…
Hana huffed. “No, it’s today.”
“Of course it is. Hey do you…“ you froze as something light draped over your shoulders. You glanced to the left at Hana, but her eyes were wide and directed in the opposite direction. You followed her gaze.
"Oikawa?” You blinked stupidly, glancing down to the white and aqua jacket he’d delicately hung on your shoulders.
“It’s cold, (Name). You ought to be wearing something over that blouse.” Voice smooth as always, he cast a quick look over your shoulder to Hana, before placing a hand on the wall of lockers to hover close to your ear. He quietly whispered, “Personally, I think you look best with no clothes on… but I’d hate for you to catch a cold.”
when i say angst w happy ending, i mean that scene from nemo where marlin sees nemo ‘dead’ and, in an instant, his world crumbles down. dejected, he sets off- likely contemplating swimming over that jellyfish-ridden trench again. then, when it seems all hope is lost, nemo calls calls out to him, swimming faster than ever before.
and he’s alive, and it’s the best feeling in the world.
now, i want that, but like iwaoi or bokuaka- ooh, or daisuga
Kita: Daichi, how long are we going to let him do that?
Daichi: (holds his head like he’s having a headache, clearly annoyed) Just… I dunno.. Let’s just give him a few more moments…
Oikawa: (still pushing the door that is clearly labeled “pull”)
Wakatoshi: Nobody here really thinks that Oikawa and I are a couple.
Terushima: (laughs, turns to the other captains) Aright, raise your hands if you believe that Ushijima and Oikawa are a couple…
All the other captains: (raises their hands)
Wakatoshi: Tooru, can put your hands down please… (facepalms)
And i’m here like BITCH HAVE YOU SEEN KUROKO NO BASKET THEY ARE TURNING INTO US TRAINED SNIPERS
Oikawa: (whispers to Ushijima) We’ll be keeping a low profile because no one here knows we’re dating.
Wakatoshi: …
Daishou: (passes by, overhears) Oh, we know…
𝓘𝓷 𝓪 𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓽…
𝙾𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚠𝚊 is your stereotypical frat boy. He has the white claw. He has the pong table. He has all the sorority girls diving at him. He’s the one who relentlessly flirts with every single one of them. They all know he is actually pretty nice once you get past the rich fuck boy vibes.
𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘 is the cool one who plays nothing but beer pong and wins every round with 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚖𝚊. Literally you can’t stop them and they will not stop until they lose. It doesn’t matter if they’re sweating from the crowd of drunken University students gathering. It doesn’t matter if 𝙱𝚘𝚔𝚞𝚝𝚘 refuses to leave. They’ll keep telling him to diamond those cups.
𝙷𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊 and 𝙺𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚢𝚊𝚖𝚊 are the freshmen who join and get hyper attached to their bigs. They’re always in competition for whose big is best. Constantly, “Suga plans our fundraising events best.” “Noya wins all the sorority sports events!” They both are the ones who go in either direction of downing half a handle to themselves or they don’t drink the whole night to laugh when Tanaka barrels through the wall.
Speaking of, 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚔𝚊 without a doubt (or supervision) gets so drunk at every mixer that he’ll declare, “I bet you I can dent the wall!” Then you hear Daichi screaming in the distance.
𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚞 and 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚞 look like your regular frat brothers, but most likely they’ll be the ones who want to be the Sorority Sweetheart. They’ll compete for that spot for each sorority to the point where all the girls know them. Not because they’re flirtatious (Tsumu is more than Samu, but even so), no, it’s because they set up an entire fundraiser event together for the girls. Akaashi gets sweetheart despite the Miya’s grandiose efforts.
𝚄𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚒𝚖𝚊 , 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚞 , and 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚘 also joined a frat for the business connections. Kuroo likes to brag about how he’s in the same frat as some historical figure.
𝙸𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚣𝚞𝚖𝚒 is sober brother 98% of the time by volunteer. He just wants to make sure everyone gets home safely.
𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊 is part of an engineering/STEM frat. They’re actually kinda wild and steal a n y t h i n g from other frat houses. He has random letters in his room from the last mixer. Yamaguchi has a traffic cone. The entire frat is full of kleptomaniacs.