Doodlebob100

DISCLAIMER: This story is not an AU or remake. It’s going to flow with the original story but there will be some minor changes. It’s just a short. Rating: Coarse Language. Sexual References. FLUFFY Themes.        “Eren.”        “Bertolt.”        “No, it’s definitely Eren.”        “Yeah right. Bertolt absolutely.”        “What about Connie, or Jean? Marco?”        “Ooh and let’s not forget Armin.”        You sat on your bed in the girl’s dormitory reading your book in utmost solace. Licking your lips and turning the page you ign

She wasn't here today either. Nothing but an odd coincidence, is what you guess. Maybe you were looking too into things. People at the studio began giving you strange looks now and then, but could you blame them? It wasn't a brilliant rivalry, rather; Annie's art was seen more than yours. Aside the occasional bitterness you felt, it wasn't that horrible. She's a passionate person, despite her cool exterior. You know that. But even with this fact, a few co-workers of yours were beginning to tease you. Even going as far as to make ridiculous accusations. Only for you to roll your eyes, and give a snarky response. That was all you could do. T

"A bento for Kageyama again?" your best friend, Haruka, asked. You looked at her in confusion, slightly titling your head to the side. "Yeah, why?" "Everyday?" "Because he says he likes my bentos." She squealed at your response, viciously rubbing her cheeks against yours, and tugged at your school uniform, pleading for you to take pictures of your dates with your boyfriend and send them to her phone. For the third time this week, she had suggested starting a fan club as well. "You guys are so cute!" You pushed her away and crossed your arms over your chest. "Stop that, you dummy." "But you guys are so adorable! I'm jealous!" she screec

“Thank you again for allowing me to sleep over while my parents are away on business, Hinata-san.” [Name] bowed deeply to the older female of the house, receiving a kind smile and a pat on the head in return. The older woman bid the two teenagers in the living room a good night, instructing them both to change into their nightwear soon so they could go to bed and rest up for the next day. Receiving reluctant nods and muffled groans, the older woman turned on her heel and ushered her youngest child towards her own room so that she may be put to bed. “[Name]-chan, let’s watch a movie together,” Hinata piped up on

“Kageyama, it’s too hot to be in the gym during lunch hour!” Upon hearing the nasally whine from his classmate, Kageyama merely grunted before rolling his eyes at the childish behavior. He had wanted to come to the gym in order to practice his serves, hoping a second pair of eyes watching for mistakes would be helpful in aiding him. He wasn’t prepared for the onslaught of complaints that left [Name]’s mouth once they had finally settled into the gym however, and the constant squabble that escaped from her lips was starting to tick him off. Tucking the volleyball under his arm, he fixed the female with his usual

A quiet slurping sound elicited from a young, female teenagers mouth, her tongue darting out to lap at the liquid that threatened to drip onto her delicate hands. Her lips, which had gone numb due to the constant sucking, wrapped themselves around her treat before receding with a pop. She hummed a bit in bliss, the sound reverberating in her throat as she smiled up at her companion. “Thank you for buying me a popsicle,” [Name] chirped happily, her tongue once again running along the length of her frozen treat. It was melting rather quickly under the heat of the summer sun. Her companion, Karasuno’s very own Guardian Deity,

 No way was Hinata Shouyou a pervert, but he always found himself bleeding when he saw [Name]. Specifically bleeding through the nose. It was still a mystery, even to Tsukishima who was a know-it-all smart ass. But, maybe it was because it was hot in the gym? Or maybe was it because he liked her, in a sexual kind of way? No way. He was way too innocent. But then again, as a teenage boy, he thought she was sexy. Beautiful. Flawless. Wonderful. All of these words ran in and out of his teenage mind when he saw her walk through the gymnasium doors with Kiyoko, their dear manager. There was a time when [Name] hugged him from behind and the bloo