sugarwara

After a wonderful all-girls afternoon with your friends, you had been walking through a park in order to get home. Your throat became very dry, so you decided to get a juice box, drinking it was just a need for you as of now. Be it apple, grape, orange, tomato, mandarin, yuzu, cranberry, mixed or vegetable juices, you couldn’t go a day without drinking more than one. And it had become like that, because your father was the co-founder of a large juice and soft drinks company, so it had been an important part of your life ever since you could remember. One day, on morning assembly, your teacher had trailed off the original topic and menti

Day 25 Resting your back against his chest, you let out a satisfied sigh. You could finally take a break and Kuroo decided to join you. “I still can’t believe that you’re letting me do this.” His fingers ran through your hair and the feeling made you relax. “This feels good so I don’t really mind.” Your answer made him snicker and when you felt his hands move, your eyes snapped open. You breath hitched when his hands slithered down and rested on your thighs. “I can make you feel better, ___-chan~” His hot breath hit against your ears and you gulped. The dream you had before flashed

"Haruka Nanase. An 11th grader who seems to have an obsession with water. He used to do freestyle swimming back when he was in a swimming club, or so I heard." Kou said, observing the darkish blue-haired boy. "He likes to eat fish. And probably.. he's wearing his swimming suit under his uniform right now." She added. You sighed and rubbed your temples in frustration. "Kou. What's the use of this information? It's like you're making me your stalking agency." You mumbled quietly. Kou let out a 'hmph! and glared at you, sending shivers down your spine. "This is a good opportunity! If he blackmails us, we already have information." She replied,

    "Incoming!"    In the large gym of Karasuno, the volleyball club was finishing up their after school practice.  Even with things wrapping up and equipment being put away for the day, there was a restlessness in the building.  But not because of the team as a whole, just because of two noisy second years.    [Name] was one of those second years.  Of course, with her club being very stress-free and casual, she'd have plenty of energy left over when she visited her good friend at his practice.  Nishinoya, despite having just participated in this practice, was as lively as ever.  [Name] had watched the team excitedly for a while, but beca

Discreetly, Kageyama looked at the girl seated behind him. She was busy writing something on her notebook; and even though he should be doing the same thing, he decided to keep staring at her for a moment. He wasn’t sure exactly when he started to feel this was for her, but he did know that the feeling was really pleasant, and he wanted to experience it more every time. “Kageyama-kun, mind repeating what I was saying?” The teacher spoke. The boy looked at her and started mumbling, nervous. Upon seeing the red flush in his cheeks, the woman decided to let it slip. “Pay attention next time.” She sighed. “Y-ye

Child!Nishinoya x Child!Reader "Hey there!" You swiveled your attention from the chocolate bar, shelved high up above you and looked at the boy running his way over to you. You noticed, that his hair was spiky with streaks of blonde on the front, he couldn't be older than you with his short height. Even though so, you gave a friendly wave "Um..hello?" you awkwardly grinned at him. The shorter more enthusiastic boy turned his eyes to the chocolate bar you were previously pouting at "You can't reach that chocolate bar right?" he questioned with gleaming non blinking eyes that he directed towards you. You were unsure what he's going to do to

It was strange, the way he acted around you. Even though he loved Shimizu a lot too, Nishinoya always openly expressed his feelings. When it came to you, though, it was the exact opposite. He'd stare at you, then pretend as if you were as common as air. If he saw you in the hallways, he'd pretend you were the least interesting thing in the world to him and stare at the quiet wall. At lunch, he'd find every excuse there was to sit near you, but he'd never try to make a sound. Why was it so difficult to speak to you? He was every bit of interested, but his mind and body would not obey his true desires. Was it because you were so beautiful tha

"Thanks for coming to the wedding, (Y/n)," your friend, Mai, thanked. "I'm so glad to see you after all these years!" You smiled. "We've been friends for three whole years, how could I not? Besides, your husband's pretty hot." "Hey, he's mine." You grinned. "Not getting any ideas, of course." She giggled. "I'll have to leave now, since it's almost starting. See you!" "All right!" You gave your farewell, then started in another direction. "Oof!" You nearly fell backwards at the soft impact, but a sudden hand grabbed your wrist and saved you from getting your dress dirty. "I'm so sorry!" said a gentle, familiar voice. "I wasn't looking&#

Reason One Your stuttering doesn't sound stupid; in fact, it's adorable. "Excuse me?" you called, softly like you always do. "Tadashi-kun?" Said boy turned around with an expression of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe someone was acknowledging his existence on the planet. When he recognize the voice as yours, he got nervous. "Um, y-yeah?" Oh, there he went with that stupid stuttering again. You giggled, a sound he believed to be both charming and delightful to his ears. "You forgot your notebook in class." "Oh, thank you!" he exclaimed, nearly jumbling his words as you handed him his possession. "Um...s-sorry for making you come all

The stars had always fascinated you. You loved how a seemingly random assortment of white dots could form so many interesting shapes. Sometimes, you would close your eyes and envision yourself as one of them, and the thought made you happy. And then, when you enrolled into Karasuno, you had the chance to meet that boy. "Excuse me," you said. He whipped his head around, then down, as you were shorter than he was. His eyes stared questioningly at you, and then he seemed to have realized something and sighed. "Tsukki's a first year here, but he has no interest in dating." You blinked, frowned, and cocked your head in wonder. "Tsukki? What ar