Miya Chinen X Reader - Blog Posts

Could you possibly write some headcanons for Miya befriending someone on a game and it just so happens to be someone who goes to his school? It wasn't noticeable as the person acts so differently when offline, being very quiet and shy irl while being much louder/bold when Miya talked to them through voice chat...

Though the change is a bit jarring when they first talked in person, Miya grows to love who they are even if they're different!

(I'm okay with this being either platonic or romantic)

THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA WHAT

IM GONNA MAKE IT INTO TWO PARTS!!

HEADCANONS AND A ONESHOT:333

❝Miya Headcanons!! (req!!)❞

Summary: Miya hc when he finds out you're the person he's been playing with!!

Pairings: Miya Chinen x GN reader!!

• He was shocked, to say the least. You seemed so shy in class but when you were online you practically insulted him in more ways than one!

• Once he found out he kept quiet for a bit before using your real name when you played again.

• He teased you about it relentlessly for months on end.

• He adores your real personality. He thinks it's cool to see how different you can be.

• Ever since he found out he became your friend. Now whenever someone either picks or teases you he comes to your defense.

• He absolutely loves playing games with you. (Mostly because he likes seeing you get pissed at him for winning)

• When he first talked to you it was a bit awkward but he grew to love the shy part of you and the bold part of you.

• Whenever you play games, when you beat him he lies and says he was going easy on you.

• Sometimes he likes to play horror games because of your reactions. (he gets yelled at from how loud you get)

• He loves it when you act loud irl. He thinks that you should embrace your actual self.

• He tries to get you out of your comfort zone by telling you it's just like a video game.

• His favorite part about playing games with you is watching you absolutely demolish the other players.

• He hangs out with you after school just so he can bring you out more.

• Before he knew it was you he thought you were a sweaty middle-aged man who spent his whole life on video games.

ONESHOT COMMING SOON :333

❝Silly Little Dates!❞

Summary: Cute Date with Miya!

Pairing: Miya Chinen x GN reader

Ooh... warning: kys (1) jokes only during the texting part. If you feel uncomfortable with this please skip it 😞

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Miya picked up his phone which had been dinging constantly over the past 10 minutes. He checked who it was and read the contact 'Y/n :3'. You had changed your name on his phone to that and he never changed it. He found it cute though he would never admit it. He checked what you could possibly be texting him at 4 pm.

Miya sighed and put his phone away after noticing his message was left on delivered. No stopping you now. He was studying and you think it's a great idea to go over. He doesn't get you at all sometimes.

Bonk! Bonk!

"Miya! Miya! Let down your hair!" You said as you threw two pebbles at his window with a smile. He opened the window with rolled eyes. "really?" He asked with a deadpan expression. "Yes really. Get out and go on a date with me." You say with a smile holding your arms out as if you could catch him.

Miya sighed and closed the window. He grabbed his phone, keys, wallet, and shoes before leaving. His parents were at work thankfully. "Fine, I'm here." He said crossing his arms and walking over to you. "Yippee! Now come on! I have so much to tell you!" You say taking his hand and pulling him to walk with you.

Despite what he says he does love you. Even if you talk his ear off and drag him everywhere and anywhere. You were both walking to a new cat cafe that opened up. "And then she went up to the front of the room and pointed at the boy in front of me declaring her love. She has balls but he rejected her and looked at me while saying it. ME. Like what's up bud you got a staring problem?" You ranted about their classes today and what happened during one of them.

Miya only frowned upon hearing this. "He looked at you when he said it? Sounds to me like he has a crush on you." Miya said with a small pout and frown. You only giggle and poke his cheek. "Aw, you look so squishy when you're pouty. Plus I'm dating you. I barely know the guy." You shrugged as you continued to drag him to the cat cafe.

"I know it's just.. weird to think about. And don't poke my cheek!" Miya said with a small frown. You just smile and playfully roll your eyes. "Yeah yeah. Come on! It's this one!" You say tugging his hand and pointing at the sign that read 'Cozy Claws!'. You open the door and greet a worker before you find a table to sit at.

"What's with all the puns?" Miya asked stifling a laugh. He found them quite funny but he would never say that to you. He's too prideful... and he wants to look cool around you. You on the other hand can't stop a few giggles escaping your lips as you read through the puns. "Come on it's kinda funny!" You say with a smile looking over the menu.

"Sure.." He said knowing damn well he found them funny. You both ordered your drinks and food when the waitress came over. When the waitress left you smiled at Miya and started to talk again. "So.. how was your day?" You ask with a stupid smile on your face. He rolled his eyes playfully. "It was fine thanks for asking." He answered with a small smile.

"You're so dry! Come on add some excitement!" You say with a groan. To you, he always sounded dry. "Okay, buddy," Miya said rolling his eyes. "Buddy? Wow, and I thought we were dating.. am I just a side hoe?" You ask playfully with a dramatic sigh. "Yeah you are," Miya answered playfully. You gasp dramatically "How could you! I can't believe this!" He laughed at your dramatic gesture and you smiled before laughing yourself.

Despite what he says and how he acts he does love you. You make him happy. Whatever you do it just makes him happy. Even when you take him on silly little dates. It's just you and him. Nothing else matters when you're together. He loves the silly little dates.

a/n: why am I flopping. Do you guys not fw sk8 >:C

random miya c headcanons >_<

summary: silly little headcanons >0<

pairings: miya chinen x reader ^o^

a/n: PLEASE if you are over the age of a minor it would be weird for you to read this I fear..

• He lets you play with his hair because he loves the feeling of you running your hands through his hair.

• When you both get older you adopt a cat per his request.

• He brings you to S whenever he has a beef just to show off.

• He feels proud whenever you compliment his skills but pretends that it doesn't affect him.

• If you were to hang out with the others Miya would always make sure to be next to you or close. When you mention it he just says 'I'm just making sure you don't get their idiotic tendencies.' when in reality he just wants to be close to you.

• He says he doesn't want to be a little spoon while cuddling but he does.

• It took him a while to confess to you because he was afraid you would leave him if you didn't feel the same.

• Whatever food you hand him he'll eat. A fry? He eats it. A piece of a burger? He eats it. Meat? He eats it.

• He says that your gifts are 'bad' but he cherishes them a lot.

• He likes to scare you. Especially when you turn the corner in hallways.

• When he's tired of his day he clings to you but denies it the next day when he wakes up being spooned.

• He isn't a fan of PDA as he thinks it should only be between you two.

• He loves playing RPGs with you.

• He lets you use his switch while he watches.

• He enjoys it when you brush his hair.

• He walks you to and from school just to be safe.

• Whenever you guys go out it would be an arcade or a cat café.

• Online you both would have matching cat profile pics like this:

you're the white cat and he's the black cat.

• You both judge people. Like a lot.

• If you do have an argument it's up to you to make him feel better because otherwise he'll be annoyed and 'angry' the whole day.

• He enjoys when you binge his favorite shows with him so you can talk about it.

• His parents like you a lot because you bring out a enjoyable side out of him.

• He loves when you text first because he wouldn't know what to say. Your texts would go as

Y/n: What's cookin good lookin 😼

M: You're an idiot 🙄

Y/n: Chat this is not rizz 😕

M: kys

Y/n: Aw shucks!

• He also loves when you two call because he loves listening to your voice.

• It's the Yapper x Listener for the both of you with you as the Yapper and him as the listener.

a/n: he's so silly >0<

“Disaster.”

Miya x Reader songfic

Summary: Your Miya’s first love, and he doesn’t know how to deal with it, you, or his feelings.

Warnings/things to know: Slight implication of female reader, minor cursing, parts that aren’t on plot of sk8, some angst? You get a happy ending though dw dw.

(A/N) : Didn’t really get to post till now busy with school but since it’s summer already I’ve got loads of time but not enough motivation so I’ll probably post writings of different characters slowly cause yeah, but I hope you like it. English isn’t really my first language but I love writing, so if there’s any grammar errors or spelling mistakes lmk!! If there’s anything you want me to write, I can try!

Let me just set the scene!

Miya had invited you to watch him at one of his S matches, he was going against this ‘new Canadian kid’ as he put it. And you agreed. “Good luck.” You encouraged with a smile, he felt himself smiling too but he shoved it down. He scoffed, turning his head away “won’t need luck.” He muttered confidently, heading to the start so they could begin. As soon as the buzzer rang, the two sped off. You watched in awe at how gracefully Miya was losing skating, the blue haired teenager he was going against started to catch up to him, as if it were nothing.

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Once the match ended Miya looked so bummed about having lost—to rookie too. You giggled at his pouting “what was that about not needing luck?” You teased. “Shut up.” He murmured. You smiled. “Relax,” you say putting a hand between his shoulder and back. “you did great either way.” Miya swore you looked absolutely stunning, despite the dim lighting of the lamp post and your clothes that got dirty from skating earlier. “Yeah..” he muttered, too mesmerized by your beauty to come up with some snarky remark.

Cause the potential of us was keeping me up all—night long.

You met up with him the following day for school, dressed in the uniform. “G’morning Miya.” You smiled, he looked at you and looked away. Even in the school’s uniform you looked pretty. “Morning.” He murmured in a trance. Your smirked. “Miya I know I’m pretty, admire me all you want, but we’re going to be late for class if you keep staring at me.” Said boy flushed red. “S.. Sorry. You’re right, let’s go.” He said shaking his head to clear his thoughts and began walking with you to class.

Like what if you freak out when we’re losing it all

At the critical chapter, where I say “I love you”, and you don’t say it after.

The two of you were in science class, passing notes back and forth. Miya made sure to listen partially to what the teacher was talking about, just in case she called on either or both of you. And so you wouldn’t get in trouble. ‘Skate park after school?’ You slid the piece of paper over to him. He looked down and got his pencil out to reply. ‘Sure, but we should probably finish our homework before skating.’ He slid it back over to you. You chuckled lightly, which made the cat-like boy raise an eyebrow. He wondered what you were thinking about. You smiled, pursing your lips in a tight line—or at least tried to, so you wouldn’t burst out laughing. ‘Are you inviting me on a study date?’ He blushed, and whipped his head quickly to see you snickering. Your lips were twitching as you covered your mouth, trying to keep yourself from laughing. “Ms. (Y/N)? What’s so funny?” The teacher asked. “Oh nothing, I’m sorry.” You said, clearing your throat. “Well then could you tell me which group the element xenon lands in?” She asked, crossing her arms. Everyone turned to you, waiting to laugh at you when you would supposedly get the wrong answer. You smiled. Miya was a bit worried, cause although he knew he was paying attention he didn’t know if you had. “Yeah no problem, group 18, it’s in the noble gases.” You say confidently. The students groaned, turning back in their seats, disappointed the wouldn’t have something someone to laugh at. The teacher just gave you a questioning look but just shook her head and continued on with her lesson. Miya was impressed. He found himself smiling when you smirked victoriously. “Guess studying for hours straight actually is good for something.” You joked, elbowing him. Just the simple touch made his heart race. “Yeah..” shit he really did like you.

Now I’m falling in faster, this could be a disaster.

School finally came to an end, and you stretched your arms over your head. “Tired?” Miya asked. “Yeah, can’t believe they made us run that much.” You sighed. All he did was chuckle as you got your stuff from your locker. “Oh right, can we stop by my house real quick? I don’t want to be skating in a skirt.” You said, shutting your locker. “Of ‘course, her majesty can’t be tripping over her large ball gown.” Miya teased. You scoffed and smacked his shoulder lightly. “Wow I’m hurt.” He teased, but he couldn’t hide the smile that tugged at the corners of his lips.

Let me just—lose my mind.

The sun had started to set, your homework was long done and forgotten. Miya was teaching you some new trick that you hadn’t learned. Sure he laughed every time you would fall, but he always helped you back to your feet. “This is has got to be the millionth time you’ve fell.” Miya teased, reaching his hand out to help you up. “Yeah for you.” You muttered under your breath, thankfully he didn’t hear. “What was that?” He asked. Taking his hand to get back up, you shook your head to rid of your thoughts before smirking at him. “I said and if this is the millionth time I’ve fallen, then it’s the millionth time you’ve helped me up.” You chuckled, making him blush. Miya knew that wasn’t what you said, he thought he heard something else. But he figured he must’ve been hearing things. He couldn’t get his hopes up too soon.

But if I'm reading it wrong, man, it'd be better off if I died.

The sun was just about to sink completely in the dark blue horizon, you could see the stars twinkling up. You and Miya had finished up skating for the day, opting to just sit at the top of the ramp, and attempt to stargaze. But it was hard to see anything with all the city lights.

“The moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” You asked, clearing your throat. He looked into your eyes then back at the moon and smiled, “Yeah, it is.” he replied, not understanding what you were hinting at. You sighed, and let your head fall back onto the railings on the ramp. You winced with your head hit the metal bars a little too hard and he scoffed with a smile. “Idiot.” He muttered under his breath, turning to look at you as you glared at him and rubbed your head to try to soothe the pain. “Be careful,” he said, looking at you lovingly. But he immediately ‘coughed’ and added a “don’t want you to get even dumber than you already are.” Which made you shake your head and smile at his demeanor.

This could be a disaster, I’m pedaling backwards.

“Wanna watch my match tonight?” He asked. You tried to forget about last night, because you knew he was stupidly dense and wanted to save yourself from embarrassment. “Um. Sorry, gonna have to turn you down this one time. I gotta finish studying for that math exam.” You lied, or at least partially. You were just making up excuses. He raised an eyebrow at this, clearly knowing you were well prepared for the test, and even though he’d never admit it he felt hurt. “Ah. Okay. Well good luck with the studying!” He said awkward through gritted teeth, biting down on his tongue to avoid asking questions. You were probably busy, he thought. “Maybe next time.” You chuckled awkwardly. You both looked down at the floor. You wanted to go watch him, but you couldn’t. Every time he smiled or laughed, or even when he made his usual snide remarks he made your heart race. “Yeah.. next time.” He repeated. “Well I’ve got to go—“ you both said making you both chuckle. “Yeah, love you bye!” You accidentally blurted out. “What?” He asked shocked. You clasped a hand over your mouth. “I said you’re such a fly.” You lied. “Well uhh— I should probably go.” You said speeding off. And it would’ve been okay if it weren’t for the fact that Miya hadn’t said a word.

He fucking heard.

Maybe I'm mistaken

During his match, you were all he could think about. He tried to shake it off and concentrate on one goal, winning. But every time he tried, he thought of you again.

You're not mine for takin'

In your room you were panicking, rummaging around for anything to calm yourself down, but you found yourself empty handed.

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After a while you finally calmed down, listening to music from your favorite artist. Recalling what you had said, and that he had heard you, you screamed into your pillow. You heard a soft thud, then another. You lifted your head up from the pillow, to see another stone was making the noise. You got up to see what it was, assuming it must’ve been one of the neighborhoods kids trying to pull some type of prank, but when you got up to look at the window, you saw no other than “Miya?” You called, though it almost sounded like a question. “Hey, can we talk?” He asked, kicking his feet into the grass anxiously. You pursed your lips, grabbing a sweater and exiting out your window.

Maybe I just made it up, messed it up.

You guys walked a bit, probably aimlessly till you somehow made your way to the skate park you guys would hang out at. He climbed up the ramp, then extending his hand to help you up. He wasn’t acting like himself. You took his hand anyways, sitting down awkwardly, nervously swinging your legs over the edge. “(Y/N), listen. About what you said—“ “If this is your way of rejecting me gently, save me the trouble and just say it.” You interrupted. He looked at you confused, his eyebrows furrowed, half annoyed that you would think that was what he was gonna say and a bit bewildered that you interrupted him. “Geez at least let me—“ but he stopped himself when he noticed you were tearing up. He cleared his throat, grabbing your hand. “That’s not what I’m doing here,” he started, you looked up to gaze into his green eyes. “Actually, what I was going to say before you so rudely interrupted me,” he continued making you laugh a bit. Though it cracked a bit, as you were on the verge of tears thinking he was going to reject you. “Is that I like you.” He mumbled. “What?” You asked, “Miya Chinen tell me this isn’t some sick joke.” You repeated, looking into his eyes for any signs that he could be lying. But he only smiled, and it looked so genuine that it made you believe a bit that he was telling the truth. “I like you, (Y/N). Like a whole lot.” He said, reaching to boldly cup your face in his hands. And that was all you needed to hear to break into tears and throw your arms around him. “God you don’t know how happy that makes me.” You cried, and he hugged you back hesitantly, not really use to the affection, but he welcomed it anyways. “Ive liked you for a while. Every time you smiled, or when I saw your eyes light up whenever you finally learned a new trick, I fell in love with you more.” He admitted, though flustered. You chuckled through wet tears, “that’s so corny..” you smiled. He just shook his head with a laugh. “So what does that make us now?” You asked, pulling away from his arms to look at him eye-to-eye. “Guess that makes us boyfriend and girlfriend.” He said with a smile. His cheeks were dusted pink, and with the dim lighting from the street lights, he looked almost ethereal. He coughed nervously, averting your gaze. “That’s if you want to I mean, if you don’t then that’s cool too.” He rambled. You shook your head with a chuckle, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his cheek, making him even more flustered. “Dude, I just indirectly told you I like you too and you’re asking if I want to? Yes of course I do!” You giggled. He swore right then and there that his heart was going to burst out of his chest. He shyly grabbed your hand, rubbing small circles on the back of it. “Hey (Y/N)?” He called. You hummed. “I love you.” He mumbled, looking up at you slightly. You smiled, “I love you too.” You sat in silence for a few seconds. “Wait but did you when the match?” You asked. He chuckled. “Hell yeah I won the match.”

You shook your head with a smile, leaning onto his shoulder. You knew you might get in trouble for being out late on a school night but right now you just wanted to enjoy this moment while it lasted.

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