I Understand | Oikawa Tooru x Reader The three of you were the best of friends. Oikawa and Iwaizumi had been best friends since just about forever. You joined and made it a trio when you transferred to Aobajōsai in your first year of high school. But not even the lack of a past was able to keep you from becoming a sister to the two boys.I Understand | Oikawa Tooru x Reader by the-TomatoBoss
Your first week of school you discovered that Oikawa was a persistent and annoying piece of trash, for you were (un)fortunate enough to have the same homeroom as him. When you asked around for where the boys’ volleyball club could be found, you’d discovered that he was also (unfortunately) on the team. Despite his constant “(l/n)-chan (l/n)-chan!!!” you went ahead and became the manager for the team.
There at the club was also where you had met Iwaizumi, and well, let’s say you two hit it off immediately. Iwaizumi saw that you felt the same love-hate towards Oikawa as he did, and spent a lot of tim
Painful Marks: Act II (Sugawara x Reader)Hey! I know I haven't updated anything since forever, but I finally found time to finish writing this in between school, homework, volleyball, and drawing ><Painful Marks: Act II (Sugawara x Reader) by the-TomatoBoss
Anyways, here's part two for the soulmate AU collaboration with the one and only, wonderful :iconKibbles518:!!!
Remember that I'm always up for comments and constructive criticism!
It had almost been a week since your mark had appeared, and you couldn’t help but wonder what the words inked below your skin were supposed to mean.
‘What are you doing here? Leave. Now.’
Had you offended them somehow? Where were you that you had to leave? Thoughts of how you could possibly encounter your soulmate constantly plagued your head, so much that trying to pay attention to lessons in class took a toll on your busy mind.
Meant to be (2/2) | Tsukishima Kei x ReaderMeant to be (2/2) | Tsukishima Kei x Reader by the-TomatoBoss
It had been a while since the breakup, about a year, and although you still had a year left until you graduated with a usable college degree, the credits were gradually racking up more and more. Tsukishima and you still stayed in touch of course. Both of you had actually marathoned Avatar: The Last Airbender a couple of weeks back when the university had set the students free for a brief break.
Believe it or not, you had started dating Daichi, a fellow student back from Karasuno who went to the same university as you and Tsukishima, and was extending his studies to earn a Master’s degree. It’s been a couple of months since the beginning of the new relationship, and you sometimes still wondered to yourself if it was right to let Tsukishima go the way you did.
“You know what you’re doing, (Y/N),” Daichi reassured you when you conversed with him about the problem that was plaguing your mind.
Besame Mucho - Spain x Reader [Fluffy Oneshot]Author's Note: I'm not that great with fanfics because I'm more of a sketcher, so please don't hate me for any errors.
I actually heard about this song after reading George DeValier's Bésame Mucho, a WWII AU about Antonio (Spain) and Lovino (Romano). The original song is Mexican, by Consuelo Vélazquez, from back in 1941 (I'm 14 but I like old music, and recent music too). But there are other versions where Andrea Bocelli and Vera Lynn sang it (I apologise if this information is incorrect; I'm not completely positive in my knowledge.). Anyways, I really liked this song so this fanfic is the result of that. Where George DeValier's fanfic is actually really depressing (but great nonetheless), this one is a lot fluffier and happier (but probably won't be great at all), so enjoy~!!!
Today was just an off day for yourself; a whole Saturday of relaxing. You woke up in the mor
Meant to Be (1/2) | Tsukishima Kei x Reader
It was just like any other day. You were lounging around in the living room, bored out of your mind and looking for anything interesting to do while waiting for your ass of a boyfriend to come home from his evening classes.
You hated to say it, but it seemed to be that he’d been spending less and less time with you. Even when the stubborn blonde was present in your shared apartment, things such as homework and studying often took up the time he could be spending with you. It had gradually become rare for you both to have a short conversation just cuddling in bed before drifting off to sleep, drowning in each other’s warmth. Things had completely changed for you two since graduating high school.
Laying on the couch, you rolled onto your back to glance at the clock.
“He should be home soon…”
You shut your eyes, thinking if the both of you could continue a healthy r
Genderqueer artist, fan, and blogger ((I guess you can count part youtuber)). |
Haha, I don't submit a lot of work because my creative thinking gets blocked really easily.
I don't think I'm that great of an artist ((or author as a matter of fact)), and even though I'm always discouraged by all the other great artists on deviantART, that only means that I have more room for improvement!!!
And of course, name shown is not my name; the pen name I use. You may refer to me as Mikhail, Seren, or whatever you want, really.
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|I'm not going to beg.|
I just thought that having points might be nice because there's so many awesome authors and artists that I would really love to show appreciation for instead of giving my measly "this is amazing!"
I apologize because I am not able to draw as much as I used to even though I do check deviantART daily.
If you would like, I also opened commisions. PLEASE DON'T THROW A BUNCH AT ME. I NEED TIME. TIME IS PRECIOUS.
Thanks! Danke! Grazie! Gracias! спасибо! Takk! 谢谢! ありがとう! Merci! Thank you!
(Also, I know this is random, but you guys can always tell me if you want your language up there too)