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mhahaikyuus · 3 days

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Hair

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tags: black reader x katsuki, newly established relationship (still trying to keep up the illusion for your partner), black reader doing her hair, emotional reader, Katsuki being the rational calm boyfriend, fluffy, cute ending.

a/n: i skimmed barely proofread sorry for any mistakes, hope you guys enjoy. reblogs appreciated.

“I can come over tonight?” Katsuki asked on speaker of your phone.

You two spent everyday together since he had confessed to you by shoving flowers into your hands and running off before you had a chance to respond in slight shock.

“Uh I’m busy tonight sorry.” You said watching yourself in the mirror studying your scalp distracted.

“Okay what about tomorrow?” Katsuki grunted unhappy he would spend time away from you.

“Tomorrow I'm busy too, i can’t hang out this weekend.” You said eyeing the thin black plastic bag filled with beauty supplies sitting on your vanity.

He frowned, you always told him about upcoming plans you had. At lunch always rambling about whatever you wanted and him listening with small grunts and nods. You didn’t mention anything before about plans.

“What are you doing?” He asked. Not wanting to pry so early into a relationship and scare you off. He had plans to make you his permanently but he was nosey.

“My hair,” You answered honestly.

“What do you mean your hair? It takes that long?” He asked confused.

“Yeah, it does. I have a lot of hair and it takes a lot of hours sometimes a couple of days.” You admitted with a sigh already dreading the process.

Katsuki sat there on the other side of the phone with a small sigh of relief. You weren’t blowing him off with anyone else, just your hair. He had no idea about black hair but he knew he cared about you and that meant this was important.

“Do you need help?” He offered making you silent in surprise widely blinking at the phone.

The man that would tell his partner in the field to fuck off when he asked. Was readily offering you his help.

You let out a small laugh, “I do but I don’t think you know what that entails. It’s a really long process and it’s tiring. Im okay though thanks for asking.”

He just wanted to see you. After spending every day together for a month, he doesn’t know if he could go 3 days.

“Alright the offer still stands if you change your mind. Don’t tire yourself out.” He sighed and you both said your goodbyes.

You fiddled with the ends of your hair with a huff.

“Let’s get this over with.”

You wanted to ram your head into a wall. Staring at half your head being braided, 10 hours down and probably another 7 to go.

Your back hurt, your arms hurt, your head hurt it was not ideal. Not eating all day and getting irritated at everything you were in a mood.

Throwing the rat tail comb from your hands on the floor you flopped onto your bed in tears needing a break.

Your phone began buzzing, face still in the mattress you reached around til you found it and pressed answer button.

“Hello,” You answered muffled

“Hey how’s it going?” Bakugo asked

You sniffled pulling your head up tears running.

“It’s fine.”

Bakugo heard how upset you were causing his forehead to crease, “What’s wrong baby?” in a softer voice.

“It’s nothing it’s just my hair and i’m tired and cranky and i haven’t eaten all day. I’ve only done maybe half of my head and i want to stop.” You said through tears.

“Hey, hey please stop crying it’ll be okay.” Katsuki said trying to soothe you through the phone but it wasn’t working. Noticing a twinge in his chest at the sound of your soft sniffles.

You left out small huffs trying to control your breathing, “Yeah…sorry I should go you don’t want to hear me crying. Sorry to bother.” You realized you were probably scaring away the one guy you did like with your hysterics.

“No I didn-“

“I have to go thanks for calling.”

Katsuki stared at the phone feeling his stomach sink.

You cried until your eyes were puffy and reluctantly went back to braiding your hair. You were so impatient and tender headed but you would not spend 200+ dollars on box braids.

After about an hour you heard a knock on your door. You opened it to your boyfriend with a bag of takeout and one from the pharmacy.

You yelped in surprise slamming the door just as fast as you opened it.

Katsuki was very confused and kind of hurt at your reaction.

“Y/n! What the fuck come on.” He yelled from the other side of the door.

Your face held such embarrassment, hoping this was a figment of your imagination.

Your boyfriend was NOT here when you looked like a hot mess.

Your non-black boyfriend at that.

This is a nightmare.

“What are you doing here!” You yelled back through the door.

“Baby you were crying and I haven’t seen you in almost 2 days!"

You groaned, “You can’t see me like this! you have to go home.”

He grunted in annoyance, “You better open up. Im not leaving when you were crying.”

You were silent waiting for him to go home and he wasn’t budging. With a sigh you opened the door peaking out at him.

“Are ya gonna let me in?” He asked with raised blond eyebrows and pretty crimson eyes.

You opened the door and stepped aside.

“What’s wrong why are you slamming doors and crying?” He asked looking down at you as he entered your apartment.

You slowly closed the door behind you and leaned back against it.

“I didn’t want you to see me like this.” You admitted thankful that you didn't blush noticeably.

“Baby like what.” He sighed dropping the bags on your coffee table and bringing you in close.

Your head fell into his muscular chest, smelling his cologne.

“My hair.” You mumbled into his shirt.

He pulled back and used one hand to push back your hair to see your face. Your hair is in sections and a half-braided mess.

“I like you and your hair. So will you calm down please?”

“Really?” You asked with teary eyes looking up at him.

“Yes, I do.” He reassured his hands gently holding you, his main goal to calm you down from this tired anxiety driven mood.

“Okay.” You mumbled head falling back into his chest.

He rubbed your back, “What’s going on?” asking again.

“I stayed up all night and im not even halfway done. I have a headache.” You mumbled in tears.

Katsuki led you to the couch and made you take a seat.

“Take a break. You look hangry and I brought food.” He said propping you in his lap and handing you takeout.

You finished your food and leaned your head in his neck. Your headache stopping. He was right as usual, you were hangry.

“I’m sorry for slamming the door in your face that was mean.” You said wrapping him in a side hug.

His hand rubbed the side of your thigh with a light kiss on your nose.

“It’s okay, ya didnt break my nose with the door slam.” Katsuki said making you laugh.

“Can I?” He asked gesturing to your head and you nodded.

Katsuki’s thick fingers touching your blow dried hair.

“It’s soft.” He said with mild surprise, “Like really soft.”

You laughed, “Yeah I do have soft hair, but so do you.” Reaching up and lightly tugging on his spiky blonde hair. His hair was getting longer in the back. It may be because he loves your hands all over him and especially his head, giving you more hair to yank. Just a theory of course you would never say to him.

He grunted, “You feel better?”

“Yes…” You nodded as he smiled knowing what he was gonna say

“Crying over the being hungry?” He teased showing his canines with his smile and you rolled your eyes.

“Shut up.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Are you discriminating against a black woman?” You squinted but Bakugo had heard that before.

“I just came over here with food to stop your crying and got a door slammed in my face.” He said with narrowed eyes matching your own.

“Uh fine.” You sighed, “Can you not be a good boyfriend so I can call you a bigot.” Your hand trailing up his stomach under his shirt, wanting skin to skin contact.

He pinched the inside of your thigh making you yelp in pain in response. His head deeply buried into your neck just enjoying your touch

“Ow…”You whined rubbing the bruised spot.

#mha #mha imagines #mha scenarios #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki x reader #bakugo katuski #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki #katsuki x y/n #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x reader #katsuki x you #katsuki fluff #bakugo fluff #bakugo x black reader

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mhahaikyuus · 5 days

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Having fun reading a story: (:

It's your own WIP, and it ends in the middle of a sentence because you never came back to finish it: );

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mhahaikyuus · 6 days

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i just watched and finished modoka magica and oh my god...what the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK. THAT WAS INSANE OH MY GOD

#puella magi madoka magica #madoka magica

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mhahaikyuus · 7 days

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thanks to everyone who reblogs and not just spam likes i love you sm 💕

#writer #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #female writers

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mhahaikyuus · 20 days

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redoing my masterlist because tumblr is stupid YAY no annoying at all

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mhahaikyuus · 20 days

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Masterlist

current list: mha, aot, and haikyuu -

reblogs and likes appreciated. Enjoy! Don’t plagarize. thanks

MY HERO ACADEMIA

Izuku

leaving at night prank

lunch

patrol

jealousy

shoes

group project

youre back

Bakugo

fighting with him on your period

farmer's market

dont scare me

rain

manipulative

shelves

cold

wait for me

empty

Shinso

im not a cheater

lunch with him

ghost reader

insecure

one wish

Shoto

cooking

comfort

Sero

cereal

nightmare

Denki

sleeping on the floor after an argument

Aizawa

distance

AOT

Jean

handle

HAIKYUU

Osamu

what are we?

Suna

breaking into your window

Tendou

jumping you

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mhahaikyuus · 20 days

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You're back

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tags:; angst to fluff, izuku x reader, aftermath of a fight, domestic izuku x reader, established relationship, pro-hero Izuku, very fluffy end

a/n: hope you guys enjoy. reblogs appreciated.

You’re breaking his heart with one sentence and sad eyes.

“I don’t want to talk to you.”

“Can you just look at me.” Izuku said desperate trying to catch your eyes.

You avoided his eyes looking down with teary eyes and wobbly lips.

“I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry.” He said watching as you turned into yourself trying to be as small as possible.

“I never-never-God I didn’t mean it I was mad.” His stomach turning and eyes watering at his mistake. Taking a stressful day out on you.

You nodded your head just wanting to leave. Unable to, your green haired boyfriend earlier picking you up and driving you to his house.

“I understand…I’m going home.” You whispered.

“Okay I’ll drive you.” Izuku said. Going to grab his keys. Driving you home he could get you food and have you in a close space.

Begging you for a kiss and forgiveness and you would roll your eyes before kissing him back. He could fix things, he could make you remember how much he loved you.

“ Im walking.” You said weakly watching the sunset from his window reaching for your bag on the floor.

Izuku felt his heart drop.

You wouldn’t even be in the same car as him?

“I’m sorry, i’m sorry. I-I…I get that you’re upset but it’s getting dark please let me take you home.”

You shook your head, meaning what you said.

Walking out the door he deflated. Izuku knew following you home would anger you more.

You walked home as he checked your location breathing a sigh of relief at you making it home.

He cried like a baby wondering how he had screwed up so badly. What if you never wanted to speak to him again? He wouldn’t blame you but it would destroy him.

The look on your face as he begged you to talk to him crushed his spirit.

You needed time. You loved Izuku more than anything but you needed space from him. Time to heal from what he had said to you.

While Izuku was breaking apart with each passing second. You were trying to piece yourself back together.

It had been about a week of your break. Izuku wasn’t sleeping or eating and not going to the gym. Barely making through the numerous patrols and meetings.

You left Sunday night and didn’t come back to the apartment til Friday night. He had taken all overnight shifts, not being able to stay in the apartment without you there. The smell of you on the comforter made him nauseous. Only thinking if you never came back that would be the last thing left for him.

Entering your shared apartment you pulled off your shoes, and let down your hair. Noticing the apartment looked exactly the same.

The bowl you ate a snack in before the fight still in the sink, the couch still covered in a laundry session. The apartment was completely dark and untouched.

Sleeping in an empty bed you fell asleep fast happy to be out of a hotel room. Not hearing your exhausted boyfriend come in at 5am from a long shift. Finally coming back to the apartment after so long away. Izuku couldn’t spend another night on his office couch. He needed to smell your pillow and cry. He took off his shoes and paused at the differences in the apartment from when he had left it.

Your keys in the bowl by the door, the lamp in the living room on, your bag and jacket placed in the living room and the A/C running.

You came back.

You were home.

He rushed down the hallway to see your figure buried under blankets on your side softly sleeping.

Izuku broke down in tears. Unzipping his hero suit to be only in his boxers.

He climbed into bed tugging you into him. Tears wetting his face and the top of your head. You let out a small groan still deep in REM cycle but cuddled into your boyfriend and his strong chest.

“You came back to me.” He whispered almost crushing you in his grasp not wanting to let go.

You woke up a couple hours later around 10am to your ribs unable to expand to their fullest making it hard to take a full breath. Squinting your sensitive eyes you recognized wild green tuffs of hair buried in your neck and his buff heavy body laying on top of you.

Bringing a hand up you begin to rub his scalp.

He groaned before tightening his hold on you.

“You’re back.” He whispered

Nodding your head you tried to move from his hold.

“Im hungry,” You grumbled trying to loosen his grip and slip from underneath him.

“Okay.” He said pulling his head from your neck. Sitting up on his knees and picking you up from your arms.

“Oh- my.” You gasped at him lifting you easily and carrying you to the kitchen. His big body able to hold you at the waist and stride into the kitchen.

“I can walk.” You said holding onto his neck trying to rub the sleep out of your eyes

“I know you can. I don’t want to be away from you.” Izuku said in his gravely deep morning voice sitting on the kitchen chair. Sitting on his lap facing him in the chair. You leaned forward your forehead on his shoulder.

“Can I get up or are you going to hold me down.” You asked after a couple beats of silence as he rubbed your back.

He nodded but the second you got up you had a shadow following you. Izuku following you like a lost puppy.

Standing at the stove you felt him leaning into your back.

“What do you want for breakfast?” You asked looking up at him.

“Im not hungry.” He said with hand holding the back of your shirt with his thick fingers. Like a child gripping the back of your shirt. As though he was afraid you were going to disappear.

But he was lying.

Your boyfriend could eat 3x the average man with his regime and routine as a pro hero. What you didn't know that in your absence your man had lost his appetite for food and hadn't been eating.

You hummed at his answer still pulling out food from the fridge.

“Do you need help?” He asked shyly as though he was afraid to upset you as you started.

“No Im okay.” You said stirring in the pan

He hovered by you the entire time you cooked. When you finished cooking the obscene amount of food for both of you, you began to plate the breakfast.

Izuku let go of your shirt to grab your favorite mug and fill up your drink.

You sat down and nudged his plate to him even if he said he wasn’t hungry.

He hesitated at the pile of food you had just made for him.

Not that he wasn’t hungry. He was starving.

Not that he didn’t want to eat your cooking. Trying to figure out how to apologize for what he had done.

He missed you so badly his chest physically ached with every breath. Now you were back in his arms with the same warm smile you only had for him and back in your shared apartment. Trying to fix what he had broken because you loved him that much.

“You made me breakfast.” He said in a small voice

“Yea.” You said taking a sip of your steaming drink

“You made me breakfast…thank you” He said placing his head in your neck. You gently rubbed his nape as he held onto you hand coming back for your shirt.

“I’m sorry for hurting you. I missed you…so much” Izuku mumbled gripping your shirt pulling you closer to him dragging your chair closer to his.

“I know, I know. I needed time. But I still love you okay? Im not going anywhere.” You reassured him knowing he was hurt.

He nodded into your chest.

“Come here.” He said pulling you into him now sitting on his lap again. You both sat there in silence staring into each other’s faces. Rubbing your thumb against his cheek just how he liked.

Initiating the kiss he had been desperate for all week.

Slipping a bit of tongue into your lover’s mouth, he sighed in relief. You still loved him, still kissed him like you always did.

“Eat, its going cold.” You said and he nodded as you wiped his face for him.

You sat in his lap drinking your warm drink as he ate the mountain of food you had prepared for him. Taking what you didn’t finish from your own plate.

Sitting in his lap enjoying your drink when you felt your shoulder become wet.

Your boyfriend was sniffling with wobbly lips and running eyes.

“What’s wrong? Why are you crying baby?” You said gently wiping his face as he cried.

“I’m sorry. I hurt you and you still came back and now i’m eating your breakfast. I don’t deserve you. I didn’t think you would come back.”

“You made a mistake, and I know you are sorry. Stop apologizing. I just needed time okay? I still love you so much.” You said gently running your hands through his thick curly green hair.

He nodded and you stretched his cheeks to make him laugh.

“There’s that cute smile.”

“I missed you.” He said with wet freckled cheeks sniffling

You leaned up and gently bit his cute freckled cheek.

“Did you miss my bites?” You asked soothing his pink skin with a light peck.

He nodded, “I love your bite marks.”

“Good because you’re going to be covered in them by tomorrow.” Kissing his face as he happily took whatever affection you offered him. His large arms wrapped around your body never wanting to leave you.

#mha #mha fanfiction #mha imagines #mha scenarios #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha izuku #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #izuku midoriya #ao3 izuku #izuku x y/n #izuku x you #deku #bnha scenarios #deku x y/n #mha izuku

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mhahaikyuus · 20 days

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my dumbass forgot to tag a couple of my posts and i just realized it LMFAOFOSF

#writers on tumblr

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mhahaikyuus · 22 days

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so many writers go on a hiatus when their fics don’t get interaction & then people will complain that the [character] x reader tag isn’t as active as it used to be.

you need to start supporting people by reblogging & commenting on their fics — especially NON-CREATORS because whenever i see comments, it’s by other content creators 99% of the time.

non-creators like the fics they enjoy at most & that’s it. obviously, you’re not obligated to interact but don’t be surprised that the tag is dry af or when people stop writing for characters & move onto something that will get them better interaction.

obviously, creators do this too but they’re much more likely to interact with your content.

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mhahaikyuus · 26 days

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i genuinely hope that boop day inspires everyone to interact more with other tumblr users. because it’s clearly way more fun this way!! even once the boop button is gone, there’s still asks, tag and ask games, comments, dms, fuck it let’s bring back blog rates i don’t care. part of the reason that tumblr is dying is that its way less social than it used to be. let’s fix that!!

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mhahaikyuus · 28 days

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mhahaikyuus · 28 days

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handle

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tags:; established relationship, minor fight, jean being pouty, mentions of previous friends to lovers, eren flirting, jean being whipped, cute ending

a/n: first aot work

He can’t handle you being mad at him, especially when you refuse to let him help you in anyway. It pisses him off more than anything else.

You two had gotten in an argument in the car bickering over seemingly nothing until he muttered, “This is why no one can handle your ass”

Your hearing picked up on it and you gave him the dirtiest side-eye. He could feel the waves of anger coming from your gaze.

“Yeah you’re right. And i’m grown I don’t need anyone to ‘handle’ me.” You said slamming the car door and walking to the event not even caring if he was coming.

Jean in an empty car groaned, hitting the wheel before taking a breath and climbing out. His long legs catching up to you with ease.

You had a speciality for angering him. Jean was pretty easygoing and didn’t let a lot affect him. But you knew what buttons to push.

You were going down the sidewalk with cars whizzing by and Jean as mad as he was didn’t like that.

Jean always was closest to the road to protect you.

He wanted to protect you even when he was mad.

“Hey! Move over. It’s dangerous.” He called out looking down at you and watching the cars speed by.

“No.” You said continuing to walk closest to the edge.

“I’m serious, move over.” He said beginning to get more upset trying to tug on your arm but you shook him off. His eyes watching your arm hang by your side.

You ignored him continuing to walk.

In heels.

Your clumsy self in heels walking closest to the street with cars. A street known for accidents.

“You can’t walk closest.” He said again trying to not upset you further but hating this. You could really get hurt. B

“Watch me.” Continuing to walk.

As a crosswalk another couple was there and the man gave Jean a once over with a look of disapproval at your positions. You closest to the road.

Jean took what felt like a lashing at the man’s disapproving stare. Feeling like a sicko or freak. A horrible boyfriend for this but you wouldn’t budge. He tried to grab your arm again and pull you to the side but you gave him the nastiest look making him slowly put his hand back.

You two crossed two more streets and you came to the venue.

It was one of your best friend's events and you of course helped her with whatever she needed before too many guests arrived. In the kitchen trying to help prepare the food to ease the load off of her. Jean was quiet and stayed with you as you helped. Jean lingered by the wall as you stood at the counter.

A jar was given to you and you couldn’t open it.

You grunted at effort hunching over trying to open the sealed jar. Jean stepped forward with his hand out.

“Give it.”

Normally you would hand it to him and kiss him on the cheek in thanks. But after that argument you gave him another dirty look.

“Eren can you open this for me?” You said sweetly across the room with a pout walking over to him.

He stopped his task of napkins and smiled at you. Leaning in closer to you knowing how beautiful he was. Running his hands through his brown locks and giving his most charming face. “Whatever you need baby.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at him, giving him a look that would make him melt.

Jean never wanted to slam Eren’s face into the table more.

“What Jean couldn’t help?” He teased handing you the jar now opened. Eren’s green eyes scouring every inch of your perfect body. In a flowy dress and heels, looking gorgeous.

“He’s busy right now. I wouldn’t ask him.” You shrugged leaning back against the table starting at your heels.

Jean wasn’t busy. He was sulking in the corner standing near you waiting for your permission to let him love you again.

Eren gave him a once over and laughed at the

“Busy huh?”

Jean sucked his teeth in annoyance and pushed out the swinging door to leave the back room.

Once the food was done you were decorating trying to rush. A heavy box of lights was given to you making you grunt in effort.

Jean was watching you from across the room. Seeing your arms strain to carry the box. Connie and Sasha were joking around with him but he was too distracted watching you.

Offering small, "Okay connie, yeah sure, really." throughout the jokes to seem like he wasn't completely obsessed and watching you from across the room.

“Oh my god this is heavy.” You whined at Mikasa as she dropped it into your hands, “Not everybody has the Ackerman strength babe.” You said making her laugh.

To decorate you were on your tip toes struggling but eventually jumping to place the lights high up. Jumping to reach the stud. Something he could do easily being over six feet tall.

Your friends were picking up on the fact that you weren’t speaking to him.

If you two were normal you would be standing behind him pointing and telling him what to do as he obediently did whatever task you requested. In between each task stealing a kiss from you as a reward.

Everyone was snickering at Jean being sulky and you shrugging it off. The group all unanimously agreed this was worse than when he was pining for you but you were clueless and single enjoying whatever guy giving you attention. Now the pre-party entertainment was once again laughing at his sulkiness as you were unbothered.

He wanted to carry the box for you and he could’ve helped with the lights.

But you didn’t want his help.

Your boyfriend’s.

You would rather walk on the street to get hit by a car and call Eren who had a crush on you to help you out. Or hurt your back carrying heavy items. Hopping around in heels to decorate the walls. A struggle with reaching the borders of the room when he would’ve helped. Jean thought bitterly

He’s mad about the fight but he would never not help you. It was his job and he took that very seriously. You were his baby.

He was getting pissed at you ignoring him when you needed him. Jean loved doting on you and you using him when you needed him.

Jean wasn’t even mad about the argument anymore. It was rare after an hour or so he would be angry at you. He has a hard time staying mad at you when all he can think about are your lips.

Your pouty lips pulled into a frown, your eyebrows scrunched, and your eyes looked soulless with your anger. He knew he shouldn’t have said the handle comment but you weren’t even giving him a chance to apologize.

How could he stay mad at you when you looked like something out of a painting.

You on the other hand made it a point to not ask him for anything. If no one could “handle” you then that was fine. You were independent long before you met him and had no problem going back. You didn’t need him or anyone else to handle you.

Eren was seizing the opportunity of you brushing off your boyfriend in the name of a fight.

Making you laugh and being the guy that swooped in to help even though you insisted you were fine.

“How can I let a beautiful lady fend for herself.” He teased untangling the wires of the lights for you.

“Eren. I’m hanging lights nothing too difficult.” You said with a roll of your eyes continuing to decorate.

“If you were my girl you wouldn’t be hanging lights. You would be relaxing watching me do all the work. You can sit there and look pretty.” He flirted

“That would be sweet if I was single.” You reminded him.

“Baby with all the work you’re doing you might as well be. Give me a chance.” Eren said getting closer to you pinning you down with his stare.

“You better stop before he comes over here.” You warned. It was fun to irritate Jean when he did the same to you but you would never cross a line to endanger your relationship.

You knew how Eren got under his skin just by being in the room with you. And you knew Jean had a watchful eye for you, his gaze never lifting.

With Eren being so bold Jean might actually kill the man.

Jean was not a violent person. But when it came to you he was ready to maim before letting another man sweep you off your feet.

“You two are fighting am I right?” Eren asked with raised eyebrows

You huffed in annoyance, “So what if we are?”

“I would never fight with you.” He smiled down at you and you could feel your eyes roll out of your skull to your heeled feet.

“Yeah okay.”

“I’m serious. You tell me to shut up and I will.” He said leaning in his green eyes piercing you.

Eren would take any opportunity to try and be with you. His body became way too close for friends and your eyes widened.

Jean yanked Eren back by his shoulder with a scowl. He wanted to ball his fist and start swinging on the arrogant prick but that would piss you off so much more.

“Move it Jeager before I get angry.”

Eren shrugged his hand off his shoulder rolled his eyes and walked backwards away from you. Backing up with a wink before leaving the kitchen.

“What.” You said with an attitude looking at him

Jean huffed running a hand through his hair, knowing you were why he was losing it.

“Talk to me.”

You glared at him.

He shrinked back changing his demeanor. He could have an attitude with Eren not with you, awkwardly clearing his throat,”Please…please.”

“What do you want.”

“I want you to speak to me. Stop ignoring me and let me love you again.”

“I thought I was so irritating that you couldn’t stand me. No one can handle me, right? ” You muttered.

“I’m sorry.”

“Whatever.” You said arranging flowers into the vases on the counter.

“I shouldn’t have said that earlier i’m sorry.” He said poking your side making you swat at his hand trying to pull you into him.

“Yeah you shouldnt have.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I heard you the last ten times”. You said

Jean was tired of your attitude. Grabbing you again into his arms from behind, one large hand over your waist the other wrapped around your neck so you couldn’t escape.

“Kiss me back.” He said trying to catch your lips but you swiveled your head in his mock headlock.

“No! i don’t want to.”

“You won’t forgive me and you’ll be upset for the rest of the night if I don’t do this.” He protested

You struggled in his hold, “Let me go!”

“Not until you forgive me.”

“Okay! Fine I forgive you.” You lied just wanting to break free from his grasp.

He squinted at you studying your face, “You’re lying.” Bringing your head down into an actual headlock. You shrieked in shock causing Sasha to walk through the swinging door to see the both of you.

Jean holding you in a headlock begging for your forgiveness and you yelled curses at him. Sasha grabbed a snack roll off the counter and backed away for you two to deal with it.

Sasha knew Jean would never do anything to hurt you. Just like when you were play-fighting as the group had seen 100 times before.

You groaned loudly smacking his arm but he wasn’t letting up.

“Forgive me and let me love you.” Jean sighed

“This is abuse.” You whined

You used the only other tool you had left in your disposal.

Biting his arm harder than you usually did. Enough to make him jolt in pain making you satisfied. It only allowed for the loosening of his large limb constraining you for a split second.

“Don’t bite me!” He yelped in horror

“Let go!” You yelled smacking his arm and your body facing the ground, head tilted to the floor, hair hanging all around you.

“No!”

“I’m in heels this isn’t fair!” You called out, your center of gravity off balance and your feet in pain. Unable to run away or slip from him.

“What isn’t fair is your attitude.” He chided you

“Eren would never do this to me.” You said just to piss him off.

Jean froze for a second before leaning down to your eye level.

“That was low.”

You stuck your tongue at him.

You and Jean always were so childish with each other even when you two were just friends. Nothing had changed now that you two were in love.

“Please.” You pouted trying to sway him

“Not until you say it.” He said with a smug smile making you jolt at his touch as he made you laugh using his finger to quickly tickle.

“Okay! okay ow ow. I love you i’m not mad anymore.”

“And?”

You rolled your eyes, “I forgive you.”

The arm putting you in a headlock loosening until he had you in his arms as you finally took a full breath standing up straight. Running your hands through your hair trying to straighten yourself up.

“You’re mean.” You said into his chest as he rubbed your back.

“I had to use other methods. I was not going to watch Eren flirt with you for the rest of the night.” Jean reasoned kissing your head.

“He’s just mad I like you more.” You reassured your cheek smooshed into his chest as he soothed you.

“You better.” Jean said with a smile.

“I almost broke a heel.” You whined looking at your foot.

Jean could roll his eyes at you. Hands grip your waist and placing you on the counter.

He kneeled down to check your ankle to see if any real damage had been done.

Jean kissed it and began kissing up your leg before licking a strip up your calf, you smacked his chest with a gasp.

“Anyone can walk in.” You hissed at him

“Sorry baby.” Jean said standing at his full height.

He readjusted the necklace he had given you at six months of his initials. Gently pulling your hair back from your tangled chain.

"Is my hair messed up?" You asked trying to smooth your hair down

"No you look beautiful." Jean said holding a hand out to help you down.

You took it and your boyfriend gave you a peck on the lips.

“Are you going to let me help you now.” He asked and you nodded.

“Get that box right there.” You said pointing to the heavy cardboard box.

Jean smiled happy to be bossed around by you once again.

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Tendou jumping you

tags:; annoyed reader, suggestive at the end, tendou acting stupid, established relationship, naked reader, insecure reader, cussing

wc: 344

this is my first haikyuu post

You love Tendou you really do but sometimes he was too much. He was a clingy baby and you loved him but you also loved space.

Sitting in the bathtub you basked in the silence and alone time.

The silence was broken in your apartment outside your bathroom.

The noise of crashing was heard making you rise out of the tub.

Your boyfriend was very accident-prone and all that noise is concerning you.

“Satori?” you called out making sure he is alive.

Another ER visit was not needed.

You heard a whoop an excited scream and stomping.

What the-

The bathroom door crashed open when Satori running full speed and was unable to stop himself. The water on the floor making him slip.

Screaming in terror as the 6’1 ball of energy crashed on top of your naked body.

He laughed holding a box in the air.

“Satori! Get off what is wrong with you.” You groaned.

He smiled at you staring at your naked body crimson hair flopping into his eyes. He was sitting horizontally in your lap, legs sticking over the side. “My manga finally shipped.” Shaking the box, with a bright smile.

“Is that why you have decided to join me in the tub and your elbow went into my stomach.” You complained shuffling under him. "You shouldn't even bring manga into the bathtub."

Satori threw the box into the hallway smiling. “I didn’t mean to I'm sorry I slipped.”

“No shit the bathroom is a slip and slide now.” You grumbled looking at all the water on the floor.

He couldn’t hold his eyes to your face, his eyes flicking back and forth between your boobs and face.

“Did your nipples always look like that?”

“Like what?” You said looking down at them self conscious. His eyes now locked everywhere but your face.

“Nothing…”

“Satori get out!”

“But I’m already in here.” He shrugged completely laying on top of you and letting his hands travel

“You’re still in your boxers!”

“Good point.” He agreed stripping the wet shorts down his legs.

“That’s not what I meant!”

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mhahaikyuus · 28 days

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He breaks into your window

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tags: AFAB reader, established relationship, angst to fluff, happy ending, suna being a jerk, bisexual reader, reader has a past, atsumu is your bestie

wc: 2.7k

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mhahaikyuus · 28 days

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What are we

tags:; osamu x reader, childhood friends, suggestive, atsumu being annoying, commitment issues, cute ending, mentions of food, cuddling, mentions of exs

wc: 656

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Distance

a/n: thanks to the anon that requested an aizawa fic hope y’all enjoy

Tags: domestic aizawa, husband aizawa x reader, slight angst (very little dw), comfort, fluff, aizawa being in love with you, minor injury, mentions of food, sleeping, cuddling, cute flashback, black reader

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wc: 2.1k

Aizawa was hesitant to open the door to your shared apartment. His eyes burned from a lack of sleep and his stubble was itchy, looking down at his hands he turned the bouquet of flowers he had picked up. He had enough problems as it is teaching class 1-A. Now he was regretting his actions for opening his mouth with unnecessary rudeness to you this morning. You didn’t say anything but he knew what he had done. The blinking back of your tears and shrinking back from his harsh words. You stayed out of his way knowing the stress was building now taking out to every one around him.

Aizawa turned the knob to the apartment opening the door. You were sitting on the floor reorganizing the kitchen. Earbuds in listening to your favorite music distracting yourself. Aizawa put down his work bag, shoes, and bouquet on the table. You were in your own world. Quietly singing to yourself your back facing him. On your hands and knees your shorts riding up giving him the perfect view.

He ran a hand over his stubble with a quiet laugh at your behavior.

“Y/n” He called out behind you making you jump. Unfortunately your head was tucked in the cabinets causing your head to slam on the hard wood. You pulled your earbud out with a small moan in pain holding your bruised skull.

“Hi. I didn’t know you were home.” You said looking up at the tall dark man rubbing your scalp.

“I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said leaning down with a hand to help you up.

“It’s okay you know i’m clumsy.” You said pulling your hand back as you got to your feet.

“I know the kitchen is a mess, i’ll be finished soon.” You swallowed trying to gauge his mood.

He had rough days and you didn’t want to build on the irritation. You two were on completely opposite wave lengths. Aizawa was trying to figure out how to apologize. And you were trying to move from his eyeline. One trying to reach out as one pulled away.

He watched as you put a hand behind your back when usually your hands found comfort in one another. His bigger hand always intertwined in yours.

“It’s okay it’s just the kitchen.” He shrugged. You nodded but turned and quickly tried to pick up the left over casserole dishes scattered on your floor. Expecting him to tiredly lock himself in the office to grade papers or try to get some shut eye in your bedroom. You still hadn’t noticed the bouquet of flowers sitting on the table.

“Can you give me a minute. I can finish the kitchen later.” He said with a soft hand on your wrist.

“Um…okay.” You said nervously following his footsteps to sit you down.

He pulled out the kitchen chair and you sat down

“How was your day?” You asked

“Doesn’t matter,” He replied turning around to grab something and you frowned. Aizawa did not mean it that way, just trying to get the words out before something stopped him. At his clipped words you assumed Shota must have had another stressful day angering him.

He turned around holding the flowers.

“What’s this?”

“Here.” Aizawa said again giving you the flowers.

“It’s not an anniversary…or birthday?” You asked holding them genuinely confused.

“No I wanted to get you flowers just because.”

“Oh…oh! thank you this is really nice.” You gave a small smile lightly kissing him on the cheek in thanks. Your heels raised to barely brush your lips on his stubble.

You sat back in the chair and looked at the flowers. Usually a hug and smothering him with kisses was your response but you assumed it was another bad day and Shota didn’t like being smothered when he was upset.

Shota watched you his face unmoving. Not what he was expecting at all. Wanting the kisses and hugs you were always so readily to give.

“Are you okay?” He asked noticing you couldn’t really look at him. His hand rubbing your arm to comfort.

Your eyes watched his hand wrapped on your arm, before the ground again.

“Fine. Thank you for the flowers you’re very sweet.” You repeated before sliding out of the chair.

Dropping the flowers in a vase, you grabbed your earbuds and went back to work cleaning the kitchen. With Shota stressed and now lashing out at you, your interactions made you nervous. You never really could tell his mood because of his stoic face. You thought it was better to give him space until he was happy again.

Shota watched as you went back to reorganizing but the singing now gone. He went back to the bedroom to change saddened that he hadn’t done enough to fix things. After an hour you finished cleaning and Aizawa was staring at the ceiling. Like most nights sleep evading him when he was by himself.

You came into the bedroom with dinner in your hands for him.

“You didn’t eat dinner Shota.” closing the door behind you.

Aizawa dragged a hand over his face rubbing his dark prickly jaw. “Sorry darling thank you.” He said as you handed him the steaming bowl and climbed in next to him.

Usually you tug his arm to allow you underneath. Snuggling into his side falling asleep together each inch of you pressed against each other. The only way he could fall asleep. Tonight you continued your distance, nothing to complain about. But for someone so used to your clinginess it was hurting his feelings. You spent extra time in the bathroom for your routine hoping he would be asleep but knew better.

Coming back to the dim bedroom to your side. Snuggling into a pillow back towards him waiting for sleep to take you. Aizawa watched you unsure now how to fix things. After about an hour he gently moved to your side careful to not make the bed creak. His large hand wrapped around your waist. Shota’s face dug into your neck smelling your comforting scent. One of the only things in this world that could relax him into sleep. You twitched at his hair tickling you but remained asleep.

Littering your face with kisses from your cheek down to your shoulder, your tank top strap falling down. He reached to your hand pressing kisses down your arm to your ring finger.

A simple gold band he had given you a week before you both eloped. The happiest he had ever been.

On your nightstand was one of the few pictures of that day.

“I know you have a reputation to be grumpy, but can you pleaseee smile for one photo.” You asked on the ride to the courthouse hand wrapped in his as he drove the car. Arms connected over the console.

He sideeyed your pout before trying to focus on the road.

Emphasis on trying.

Shota couldn’t watch the road with you. Your pretty eyes, the makeup only focusing on your natural beauty, and your hair partly covered by the veil pulled back. Pouting at him begging him for one photo. The white dress you wore made you look angelic.

He cleared his throat, kissing your interlocked hands, "Whatever you want baby it’s your day.”

You gasped almost offended, “No, don’t say that its our day. It’s going to be our wedding and our anniversary forever. It’s not my day. Last week when you gave me a ring, that’ll be my special day. Okay?”

He scoffed almost laughing, “Are you sure?”

You knew he wasn’t just asking about which day was yours. Both of knew when you started to ramble like this it was nervousness that could make you freeze. Commitment, marriage it was terrifying to you.

You swallowed and answered honestly to the the only person you never had to lie to,

"Nope! I know I love you and you’re the only one for me… I feel like I’m going to puke but we’re together…right?” You asked before spewing every racing thought on the tip of your tongue. “Actually the question is are you sure? Because I’m messy, way too loud, super emotional, I annoy you constantly and I’m kind of crazy. Are you sure you want me as a wife? Because this is the chance to back out now I would understand.”

He could see how nervous you were your knees unable to stop bouncing.

You didn’t know a lot, but you knew forever lasted a long time and if there was one person to choose to spend it with you would always choose Shota. But doubt creeped in your mind if the feeling was mutual. Cold feet before the ceremony like any other bride.

Shota placed a hand over your knee with a thumb rubbing your skin to reassure.

“No I don’t want to back out. I want you as my beautiful wife exactly as you are. I love you. Calm down, take a breath.” he said and you took a shaky breath your eyes watching each other’s.

Shota blinked and he was back in the dark bedroom. The photo of both of you smiling at each other at your wedding still standing on your cluttered nightstand.

The shiny band on your finger matching the one he wore around his neck. Resting on his bare sternum as he leaned over you. All he wanted was to love on his pretty wife even if he knew he didn’t deserve you.

His leg coming over yours to wrap you in his embrace.

“I love you so much, putting up with me hurting your feelings.” Shota murmured his face buried in your smell.

Your husband’s large body wrapping all over you made you shuffle in your deep sleep. Turning over into his broad chest and snuggling back into him like you’ve done thousand times before.

Your hand coming up to the back of his neck touching his long soft black hair. Opening your eyes, fuzzy from the dark and now in his arms.

Pulling back, your top half trying to lean away but he had his hands and legs wrapped around you.

“You need space.” You mumbled still half asleep trying to turn over to your original position. Pushing your hands out to move you to the edge of the bed. Thinking you were the one that had encroached on him.

Feeling your own hands begin to put up distance Shota tightened his hold on you. “Stay, please.”

You paused trying to process what he was saying. It was the middle of the night so some buffering of your mental faculties was warranted, looking up at him confused, “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

His face buried in your neck, steadily inhaling your smell to calm himself. You let him take his time still rubbing his nape to comfort him.

“I’ve been an asshole lately.” He said muffled pulling his head from your neck. You hummed trying to fight sleep and listen but it was a difficult task.

“I’m sorry darling.” Shota said watching your half closed eyes and plush lips smooshed into the pillow. You nodded. Being back in his arms was like taking benadryl. Immediately falling back asleep.

“I haven’t been a good partner recently and it’s been hurting you.”

Those words woke you up. Frowning at his sentence pulling yourself from the lull of sleep, “No you’re a good partner it’s just a rough patch. Stress is getting to you.” You mumbled intertwining your legs together bringing your hand down rubbing his scratchy face.

Aizawa rubbed your lower back with a large hand wrapped around you with kisses down your neck.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, I already forgave you. I just know when i’m upset i like to be left alone.”

“If the choice is being alone or spending every moment with you. I choose happiness.” Shouta clarified wanting to make clear that you were it for him. He always reassured you even if you did not ask for it, even with a ring snug on your left hand.

“So being alone.” You answered with a laugh and he lightly pinched your waist. Coming around to your hand and kissing your ring. Reminding him that he was yours forever. As long as you would have him he would never choose to be alone again.

“Funny. Didn’t mean to wake you up, go back to sleep it’s late. You get giggly when you’re tired .” He said with his usual dark eyes filled with sleep deprivation and love at your incessant need to annoy him even when he was apologizing. Bringing you in to press a deep kiss on your lips.

“Love you.” He whispered and you nodded

“Love you.”

Shota kissed your head to sooth you back to sleep.

You nodded closing your eyes your two bodies as close as possible back in your habitual position. Soon drooling on his chest wearing his t shirt and tiny sleep shorts and a bonnet over your hair. Just the way he liked it. The only way he could go to sleep, the person he adores sinking in his arms

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