Mizzvictoria52

Sometimes you really hated being a girl. Being a girl meant getting preyed on by men and there was a man who was doing just that. You noticed him as soon as he started following you from the convenience store. He had followed you all the way to your brother’s day care and was waiting outside. You didn’t know what he wanted but you weren’t going to risk it. “Toshi, there’s a man following me,” you had called Ushijima for help.   “Are you sure?” “Yes, he’s been following me since the convenience store and he’s waiting outside my brother’s day care,” you replied. &#

He wanted to get back to her, the only one he really allowed in. Though he seemed like the flirty type, there were more layers to him than just comic relief or being the blue paladin. She yearned for him to come home, not knowing he was up in space fighting Zarkon or anything like that. All she wanted was for her loving yet slightly idiotic boyfriend to come home. "Lance, where are you?" she asked looking up at the stars not knowing he was all the way up there. He got too busy with the battle between Voltron and Zarkon to even think about her but he kept his promise to himself that he'll be home with her soon. "I'll be home soon, [Y/N], I

        “So what is this game called again?”         Your best friend Lance had been acting funny ever since he had seen you after summer. Then he brought up this weird game that sounded like a trick.         “The Pocky Game!” Pidge snickered from their bunk in their and Lance’s shared room.         “And what’s the point of the game?” It was this part that made you think that Lance had an ulterior motive.      

~short~ It was a regular Monday afternoon, the Karasuno volleyball team was getting ready for practice while you, Tsukishima's girlfriend, were doing homework on the benches. "Well, that was easy." You mumbled, dropping your pencil on your open notebook. Closing your eyes, you closed your eyes and took deep breaths. You took the wonderful silence as a chance to finally rest up and take a small nap. "Oi, give up already?" You heard a familiar voice and felt multiple jabs on your cheek. You yawned as you groggily opens your eyes, rolling them at the sight of your smug boyfriend. "Actually, Kei, for your information, I'm-" You paused mid-sen

[This one has bit more innuendos than the others, so read at your own risk!] "Ah, it's really hot." You said as you fanned yourself with your jersey. The boys' and girls' volleyball teams of Karasuno decided to go on a training camp together. You rested your head on Nishinoya's lap, facing him. You stayed on the floor of the gym, trying to find at least a bit of cool air. Sadly you found none. "I'm gonna die." You sighed. "Here you go, ______-chan!" Nishinoya grinned passing you a bright blue Gari Gari Kun popsicle. With a bright smile, you took it from the grinning libero. "Thanks, Yuu-kun!" The short male blushed and gave soft smile,

Moving the net that hung behind the door out of the way, you knocked on the open metal doors. "Hey guys!" You grinned at them. Standing infront of the net in your Shiratorizawa female volleyball jersey and black spandex. "Let's play, ______-chan!" Tendou said excitedly. "It'll go left!" Tendou yelled from the other side of the court. Your eyes widened in mid-air as Tendou blocked your spike perfectly. Pouting, you bent down again to pick up another volleyball. "Aww, Tendou. You blocket 5 out of my 8 spikes." Ushijima watched the one-on-one match from the floor against the wall. Your back against him, Tendou facing him on the other side. Ev

“[First name]…? Can I… kiss you?” The drop of the teasing honorific made you shudder; of all the times he’d stolen kisses from you, they were either abrupt that you had no choice or forceful that you kissed him just to make him stop. Something about this time, something that was unknown to you, made you nod in the slightest. As his lips touched yours, both of you felt a jolt of electricity coursing through your spines, something neither of you felt before. This, you thought, was what a kiss was supposed to feel like. It felt like summer and winter were having tea under a tree shade; it felt like good and bad we