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Assistant to the Hero Part II - Amajiki x Reader

Requested and beta'd by @fuzztacular , Part of my Follower Celebration

Part I - Masterlist

3,5 Months as his assistant

There are no more gifts on your desk.

Instead, you find them in front of your room at the most random of times.

One of your favorites, a blue piece of sea glass, sits next to your coffee cup one morning.

Amajiki’s sitting at the table just a few steps away, finishing his breakfast.

“Thank you.” You say, picking up the sea glass. He must have put it there while you went to the bathroom.

“It reminded me of you.” He says, voice almost calm.

“Because I’m blue?” You tease and hold it in front of your left eye as if to look through.

“It’s rare.” He says instead, a distant look in his eyes you cannot place.

Amajiki places a DVD on your desk just after lunch.

You glance down at the cover and back up to him.

“Where did you get that?”

“Mirio’s girlfriend lent it to me.”

“Why?”

He shrugs, blushing. “I told her you wanted to see it. It’s for movie night.”

“We can’t always watch what I want to see. You gotta pick the next one.”

He nods, a little smile pulling at his lips.

“Here.” You grab two Bento Boxes from the Fridge and present them to Amajiki. “I made us Lunch.”

“Oh?” He opens one of the Boxes. “Octopus sausage?”

“I’ll put the real thing in next time. You just have to tell me when you want Lunch and when you want to eat out, okay?”

“Yeah.” That little smile is back and you wish you could look at it a little while longer without being a creep.

It’s Tuesday and you’re on the Couch, hot water bottle on your stomach, chocolate open on the table in front of you.

Amajiki freezes in the doorway. “Did something happen?” He asks, whispering.

“Huh?” You look up from your book, sniffling. “Oh, no, I’m just… I’m on my period and I’m reading this book… This part is just really sad.”

“Why? What happened?”

“There’s this dog… His owner had a pet-food shop but died and he’s defending the shop in case his owner comes back…”

“And?” Amajiki’s now standing next to the Couch, peering down at you anxiously.

“The bad guys just destroyed the shop.”

“Oh no.”

“Yeah.” You nod, wiping your eyes. “But there’s this guy, he’s a little silly, but he means well, and I think he’s going to help the dog take revenge.”

“Is he?”

“I don’t know yet, I’ve just read this, listen…”

When the chapter ends and your voice is hoarse from reading, the dog’s fate is still not decided.

It might be your Hormones speaking, but Amajiki seems interested in its fate just as much as you are so you pat the spot next to you and urge him to come closer, hold the book out so that both of you can read at once.

When it does end happy, you sink back into the cushions with a happy sigh.

“That was a good book.” Amajiki mumbles next to you.

“It was.” You hum happily, sleep pulling you in. “Do you read too?”

“Yeah.”

“What kind of stuff?” You close your eyes as you speak. Just for a second, to rest your eyes, you tell yourself.

“I can show you next time.” He offers and you nod.

“Next Tuesday, kay?” You mumble, words a little slurred.

4,5 Months as his assistant

You’re in the middle of making Dinner when Amajiki comes home from the gym.

“I’m going to shower.” He says right after greeting, shuffling off to the bathroom.

“Kay, but don’t take too long. I’m making Takoyaki.”

Dinner is the time when Amajiki is the least nervous.

He’s usually focused on his food, doesn’t have to listen, doesn’t have to look at you and you can’t help but use this to your advantage.

It’s the only time you really get to look at him, at the little satisfied smile that curls around his lips when he likes the food or how his nose scrunches up when he’s not that fond of it. He doesn’t have the biggest appetite, but with his quirk, he likes to try new things.

Tonight, his hair is still wet from the shower, a floppy, dark mess that’s only parted by his ears.

Your eyes find them eventually, and not for the first time you wonder if they’re sensitive. They remind you of cats ears and the thought of him as a little Neko has you dig into your food, trying to calm your racing heart.

“Do you want to go out for Lunch tomorrow?” Amajiki asks, voice a little shaky.

When you look up, surprised by his sudden question, the tips of his ears are red and a blush is working its way onto his face.

“I didn’t make a Bento Box yet, so if you want to eat out, that’s no problem.”

“No, I mean, yes… but, do you want to get Lunch… together?”

You blink in surprise. A thought hits you, its implications making your heart skip before you berate yourself. No, it’s definitely not a date, don’t get ahead of yourself.

“Sure. I’d love to. Where did you want to go?”

Amajiki doesn’t talk for a moment, mouth open as if he’s still processing your answer.

“Amajiki?”

“Oh, yes.” He snaps back to himself. “There’s a new restaurant down the street. They make Butter Chicken and you mentioned you like that.”

“Oh, Butter Chicken!” You clap your hands in excitement. “You know me so well.”

He chuckles and nods, turns back to his meal.

It’s a Tuesday, and just like the weeks before, he leaves for his room right after dinner to pick out the book he wants to read tonight. He gets the snacks and the drinks, preps the living room while you do the dishes.

Tuesdays, like Fridays, have become a thing in your household. On Tuesdays you read books, on Fridays you watch a movie. He doesn’t have that many other nights that he’s consistantly home at the same time as Patrol times love to change, but you find yourself next to him at least two times more each week, trying out some new video game his best friend recommended or watching the Hero news together.

It’s cozy and it makes you feel like you’re in a relationship, making it harder and harder to keep yourself focused on the truth. He is just a friend, you’re just his roommate. And his assistant.

On your way out of the agency, you meet Kirishima, who beams at you.

“Hey, long time no see. How are you?”

“I’m doing great. Are you going for lunch too? We’re trying out the new restaurant down the street.”

“I-” Kirishima stutters to your surprise. When you glance at Amajiki for backup, you realize why. Amajiki’s leveling Kirishima with a glare you’ve never seen on him before.

“Everything okay, Amajiki?” He seems to snap back to himself, shaking his head a little as if to clear his mind.

“Everything fine. Sorry, I think I zoned out a little. But I think Kirishima’s already busy. He mentioned something earlier, right?”

“Right.” Kirishima clears his throat awkwardly. “But have fun, you guys.”

It’s awkward at first.

You’re used to eating with him, at the kitchen table in your shared apartment, where he’s as calm and collected as he can possibly be.

But it’s different out here.

He barely opens his mouth, even though you get the table at the back. Once, twice his hand moves across the table as if trying to touch yours but he always pulls back.

You wouldn’t have minded his touch, not if it would make him more comfortable and even less if it meant he was that comfortable with you.

But he doesn’t seem to dare and you don’t either.

“This was nice.” You still point out when it’s time to pay. His mouth tells you that he’s getting anxious again, that thin, wobbly line you will always be able to recognize him by. “We should do it again.”

“Really?” He asks, his eyes on your shoulder to avoid eye contact while you watch the fingers of his left-hand play with the sleeve of his cardigan on his right arm.

“Really.” You nod to emphasize your point.

When the waiter arrives with the bill, Amajiki moves to pay.

“I got it.” He points out firmly when you still grab your wallet. “It’s on me.”

“You don’t have to-” You insist, only to be interrupted.

“You two are very cute.” The waiter, a middle-aged guy, all but swoons at your sight. “First dates are so precious, am I right?”

Amajiki blushes up to the tips of his ears, but he doesn’t deny it.

And even though it’s not real, you don’t deny it either.

Even if it’s just a silly little fantasy, it’s nice to live in it, if only for a moment.

6 months as his assistant

It’s Saturday morning and the sun is peaking through the window.

You need a minute to wrap your head around the fact that you’re sleeping on the Couch.

It’s warm and comfy under the blankets and if not for your bladder screaming at you, you could stay here forever.

As you slowly work at untangling your legs from the blanket, something moves by your side. With a low groan, Amajiki lifts his head, stretches out his arm, and pulls you closer toward him, settling his face in your neck.

You freeze. Are you still asleep? Did your usual dreams become hyperrealistic all of a sudden?

But his breath tickles your skin and you can’t imagine the weight of his arm over your chest, right?

A part of yourself - the part that doesn’t need to pee - tells you to go back to sleep. You’ll never get a chance like this if Amajiki was awake.

But the larger part of yourself screams at you to get up.

If Amajiki wouldn’t do this if he was awake you have no right to use his sleeping body to cuddle. Carefully you pick up his arm and slip out from beneath it.

When he grumbles, you grab a pillow from the floor and place it where you’d been a second before.

He pulls it closer just like he did with you and digs his nose into the soft fabric.

Amajiki looks, there’s no denying it, as cute as a kitten.

Your hand darts out before you can stop yourself, to push a stray lock of dark blue hair behind his ear. His hair is soft and he sighs at the touch, relaxing further into the pillows.

You sigh.

“Amajiki.” You whisper. No reaction. “I’m falling in love with you.”

He lets out a tiny snore and you swallow your emotions for yet another day and turn for the bathroom. If he asks about this, you’ll deny it ever happened.

You wonder if he can feel it.

The shift in the air. The new awkwardness that wasn’t there before.

How your eyes seem to get stuck on his mouth whenever you talk.

You’ve always been hyperaware of him, but this is a different level.

Your body cannot decide where it wants to be. Near him, where you can see and smell and touch him, or far far away from him where you can forget that this isn’t a thing. You’re just roommates, coworkers, maybe friends.

There’s no denying that you need a little space, so you skip lunch with him in favor of locking yourself in a bathroom stall and calling Kyoko.

“Are you sure you don’t have a chance?” She asks, always the voice of reason.

“We have a good thing going on.” You say instead. “I work for him. I don’t want to jeopardize that. I wouldn’t be able to look at myself if I was the reason he feels no longer safe at work.”

“Well, you know the theory of getting over feelings like that. But are you ready to put that into practice?”

“What do you mean?” You know exactly what she means. You just don’t want to hear it.

But Kyoko isn’t your best friend because she keeps the ugly truth to herself.

“You will have to move out. I know that this is part of your ‘good thing’ but you cannot stay there and get over yourself. Imagine how it would be if he brought home a girl.”

Her words are like knives to your heart. Wet stains appear on your skirt and you realize that you’ve started crying, soundlessly.

You really, really, really don’t want to move out. You don’t want to lose what you have, but this is the real world. You can’t have your cake and eat it too.

“Okay.” Your voice sounds almost normal and Kyoko does not comment on it. “I’ll start looking. Talk to you soon, okay?”

“Okay. Love you, take care.”

The call ends and you lean back, rest your head on the wall, and pull your knees up to your chest. Not the most comfortable position to sit on a toilet seat, but you’re not at your most comfortable to begin with.

The door opens. You freeze, well aware of how you must look. You put on Mascara this morning, the non-waterproof-kind. You will not show yourself to anyone until your makeup is fixed.

“No one here.” A voice says from the door. “So, what’s the tea?”

“I heard Kirishima started dating someone.”

“What? No.” The first voice groans in annoyance. “I mean he was kinda silly, but he was hot. And he’s going to be one of the major sidekicks in no time. He’d earn so much money. Goodbye work, hello life of a stay-at-home girlfriend.”

“I know, right? Apparently, it’s some girl he went to school with.”

“Ugh, don’t tell me it’s that Heteromorph Pinky. He doesn’t have any taste. But what else is new?”

“Well, Suneater is dating too.”

Your heart freezes, stops after one painful last thump. What?

“That’s old news. How long has that been going on? I told you that girl only got the job as his assistant because he told Fatgum to put her there. They’ve been dating way before she became his assistant.”

“Do you think so? They didn’t seem that close.”

“Yeah, but Kirishima was so over the moon when she got the position, I tell you that they had a thing going on. Also, remember how she told me off when I tried to talk to Suneater? I work inAccounting, my role is way more important than hers.”

“Well, cheer up.” Accounting-girl’s friend seems annoyed now. This topic must be old news too. Your mind’s still reeling from what you’ve just heard.

They think that you’re dating Amajiki? You? That you got the job because of him?

“I heard that Lemillion is going to switch to our agency. This is top secret, but apparently, he and his girlfriend broke up and he wants to put some distance between them. It makes sense for him to move to his best friend's side, right?”

“Oh, Lemillion is hot! And he makes even more money than Suneater because he knows how to talk to people. I’ll keep an eye on the books. We have to look our best when he comes in.”

Someone’s phone chimes and shortly after that, silence falls over the room.

You’re still catching your breath, reeling from all the revelations and your heart’s reaction to it.

If you react like this to the mere mention of Amajiki dating, Kyoko is right. You need to get some distance between the two of you.

And while you don’t know how much of the other gossip you should believe, there’s a point there that you cannot deny.

Lemillion is Amajiki’s best friend. If he broke up with his girlfriend, it would make sense for him to come back, and claim his old room again. You wouldn’t put it against him to want the comfort. But you’re in the way of said comfort.

You know what you must do.

7 months as his assistant

Finding an apartment isn’t easy, even when you’re not picky.

You know you can’t move back to where you came from. There is no argument that Amajiki or Kirishima would believe, no reason for you to go back to that. You earn nowhere near enough to be able to afford an apartment in the district you’re living in right now, so you search a bit further away from the agency.

With your portion of the rent being so low and Amajiki constantly demanding to pay when you go out for lunch, you’ve saved up quite a bit, but you cannot use that to pay for your rent. So you widen your search parameter even more.

When you find one apartment that’s actually feasible, it comes with a one-hour drive and the last train leaves at six. To make that, you’d have to leave early every day and while you know Fatgum won’t mind that once or twice, you can’t ask for a favor like that.

So you swallow all your pride and stop Kirishima the next time you see him.

“Hey, I… kinda need your help.”

“Oh? Sure, what do you need?”

“I…” You pull him to the side, away from possible prying ears and eyes. “I need to look for a new apartment.”

“What?” Kirishima blinks in surprise. “Why?”

“That’s… a difficult story. But do you… know, someone? Like from your class or even younger, who could need a roommate? I don’t mind cleaning and cooking if I can save on rent.”

“Sure, I mean, I know Shoji is looking for a roommate right now. But are you sure? What about Amajiki?”

“He’s fine.” You insist. “I don’t want to bother him any longer.”

“Bother… him?” Something seems to click in Kirishima’s mind, but whatever it is, it clicked the wrong way.

“I’ll talk to him.” He insists, his voice way too determined.

“What? No, Kirishima, that’s not-”

“I thought he was a good guy.” He’s not listening to you, arms hardened as he moves past you. Your grip just slips off and all you can do is run after him.

You find Amajiki in his office, alone, thank god.

“Amajiki!” Kirishima’s voice booms through the room and you throw the door closed in the hopes of avoiding a scandal.

“Keep your voice down.” You tell him, but he won’t listen.

Amajiki looks confused. Not scared, which you’re thankful for, but confused. And you can understand that. You’re confused as well.

“What’s going on, Kirishima?”

“How can you treat her that way?!” Kirishima asks, pointing at you. You blink back.

“What are you talking about?” You ask, face burning as Amajiki look over, worry evident in his eyes.

“When you started dating, I told you that if you hurt her, I’ll make sure you hurt even more. Kicking her out? That’s hurting her.”

“What the-” You start, but stop when Kirishima lunges over Amajiki’s desk.

“ENOUGH!” You yell, and to your surprise, Kirishima freezes for the first time since he’s started down this path of whatever he’s trying to achieve.

“WHAT?” He asks, clearly unhappy about your interruption.

“We are not dating!” You point out. “And even if we were, you have no right to play big brother.”

“We’re… not… dating?” Amajiki’s voice is low and quiet, but it still manages to cut through the tense atmosphere like a butcher’s knife.

It’s your turn to freeze, to have trouble breathing.

Amajiki looks confused, Kirishima looks confused and well, you’re not sure what you’re looking like, but you definitely feel confused.

“I-” You start. “What?”

“Well, my bad.” Kirishima holds up his hand defensively, waves them around as he chuckles awkwardly. “I’ll… I guess I’ll let you two talk this out. If you need me, I’ll be back at my desk and… uh, if you need Shoji’s info, let me know.” He backs out of the room with a tense smile on his face, leaving you and Amajiki to stare at each other.

Well, you stare at each other’s bodies, avoiding eye-contact, but you’re used to that by now.

In the end it's the realization that avoiding eye contact might have gotten you into this mess that has you look straight at him. He’s blushing and you feel a little sorry, but you need to make sense of this situation.

“Amajiki?” You ask, voice soft. “Can you tell me why you thought we were dating? I won't be mad, I promise.”

He shrugs and looks down at his shoes. You wait, well aware that he probably needs a few moments to gather himself.

“Washio-san said you liked me too.” He starts, confusing you even more. Washio-san? Wait, you liked him too?

But before you can ask, he speaks on.

“She said that I should make sure to give you enough attention. And… and that girls like gifts. So I got you stuff, you know.”

“Oh my god.” You whisper, realizing that he's referring to the little trinkets he’d brought in ever since you started working for him.

Wait, if Washio-san was aware-

“Does… does Fatgum know?

“Of course.” Oh my god. “I told him… when you reciprocated.”

You're left stunned and he adds softly: “You brought me that pebble.”

“But we never… I mean, we didn't…” You press your hands together for a lack of words. He seems to understand nonetheless, flushing profusely.

“Mirio said… he said… well, I asked and he… not everyone liked doing… that… I thought you were not into it. I didn't want to make you uncomfortable.”

“Oh. My. God.”

Silence falls over the room as you process things.

By the time you come back to reality - your stomach rather forcefully reminds you that you haven't eaten yet, your lunch break wasted on… more pressing matters - Amajiki has drawn into himself. He's sitting at his desk, seemingly occupied by a file, but you can tell he's not reading.

You swallow your nerves and get up, walk over to his desk until you are right next to him. You push your back into the desk but instead of facing him directly, you focus on the tip of his left ear. It's flushed, the bright red a stark contrast to his dark hair.

“I have had a crush on you for ages.” You confess, forcing your voice to stay calm. “I didn't want to ask for the role as your assistant because in the end, you need to be comfortable with who you are working with, but I was hoping I would get it. Kirishima and I celebrated when I got the job, he might have… he might have told you.” You swallow thickly.

“I don't know if boy crushes are the same but girls… we tend to think that we’re not good enough. It paints everything in a different light. You ask me out on a date and I think you can’t possibly mean that, that you want to be just friends.”

He’s stiff as a board, but he doesn't speak up, so you continue. He told you his side of the story, so you owe him as much.

“If you're still up for it… I’d love to date you. For real this time.”

“Are you sure?” He asks, voice the tiniest bit wobbly.

“Absolutely.” You nod to emphasize your point and slide your hand across the table until it knocks into his. “And I do like… to do… that.” His hand grips yours, warm and strong, fits around yours like it was meant for that.

Your heart beats loudly in your ears as you lean in, waiting for him to stop you but he doesn't. Your temple touches his, warm skin against warm skin. His eyes are wide open, his skin is flushed. You don't kiss, don't need to. It's enough for now to share your breath, share the warmth and the knowledge of your feelings.

“I really, really like you.” You point out, exhilarated when his lips pull into a smile that can only be described as giddy.

9 months as his assistant/girlfriend

The bed is way too warm to leave it, even though your bladder insists on doing just that.

Tamaki is spooning you, his face hidden against your shoulder blades, his messy bed head tickling your skin.

You drag your fingers across the arm that's holding you close. It's the softest of touches, barely enough to register in Tamaki's sleepy brain. But it works and his grip goes slack. You roll out of it, hand already in his hair when the absence of your warmth has him pout, even deeply asleep as he is now. He curls into himself in a matter of seconds, pout still on his face even as he starts snoring.

The shirt he wore yesterday still hangs on his desk chair and you slip into it. You don't want to give your new roommate nightmares.

When you step out of the bathroom, you're welcomed by the clattering of dishes and the smell of fresh waffles.

"Morning." You greet Shoji, who nods back.

He moved in two weeks ago when it became clear that he couldn't find a roommate and Tamaki wouldn't let you sleep in your own bed anyway. He insisted on sound proofing both bed rooms before moving in, but he's a quiet and friendly guy and you definitely do not mind his expertise in the kitchen.

"I have patrol today." Shoji points out minutes later, putting the waffles on three plates while you pour coffee into cups and do your best in putting the blueberries on the plates instead of into your mouth. "I'll be home late."

"Okay. I'm making curry tonight, I'll put your portion to the side."

He nods and smiles, before muttering: "Amajiki just woke up."

"How did you hear-" You start before you can see it too. Tentacles crawl over the floor, their movement sluggish but their goal clear.

You barely manage to jump to the side and put the coffee pot away before one snatches your legs and pulls.

"Good grief, Tamaki! I'm holding coffee!"

"Come back to bed!" You can barely make out his whining, but you know him by now, have learned quite a bit in the past two months.

There's nothing quite as unfiltered as Tamaki when he's barely awake.

And there's nothing quite as needy as him when he wakes up without you by his side.

"See you." Shoji puts your plates and coffee cups on a serving tray and holds it out for you. You're still struggling with the tentacles wrapped around your bare legs.

"Pull your tentacles back or I'll drink my coffee without you." You try to sound like you mean it, but you've always been an awful actress.

When you get back to the room, Tamaki's spread out on the bed, the arm that produced the tentacles reaching toward the door.

"I don't like waking up without you." He complains as he gets rid of the tentacles. You put the tray on his nightstand and slip into bed, press your now cold toes against his warm legs.

"Like you're already awake." You tease and he grumbles and mumbles, hides his face in your neck. He's on his best way to fall asleep again.

Just as you feel his body going slack, Tamaki moves again. He wakes like a cat, you learned, his nose often awake before the rest of his body follows. Or, like this time, his nose is not willing to go to sleep again.

“Waffles?” He asks, eyes closed. “Blueberries?”

“And some apple and pear slices.” You point out, kiss the side of his mouth when he tries to move past you to get to the good stuff. His lips pull into a lazy smile and he cuddles back into you, heavy and warm and oh so relaxed.

“Feed me?” He asks.

You snort but press a warm piece of waffle against his lips, only to kiss the leftover syrup off his lips.

“I could get used to that,” you mumble and he nods and hums and pulls you closer, always closer.

“Please do.”

...

Half an hour later, when the coffee has trickled into his system and his anxiety is awake again, he's hiding his face against your neck for a different reason.

"I can never show my face again." He insists. "That was so embarassing. What did Shoji think of me, using my quirk for personal gain?!"

"I think he found it funny."

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＃BNHA !! ♡ — AMAJIKI ALPHABET HEADCANONS.

#. synopsis! — an amajiki headcanon for every letter of the alphabet .

#. characters! — amajiki .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

A: affection. | are they affectionate? how do they show affection?

Tamaki's affection comes in waves. Some days, his comfort level will be higher than others, —a natural phenomenon, and there's nothing either of you can really do to control the way it manifests. On days where he feels most secure, he shows affection through physical touch; things like resting his head against your shoulder, holding your hand, or pressing a kiss to your cheek/temple if he's feeling bold. Other days, however, when his anxiety gets the better of him and he's looking for distance without pushing you away, he expresses affection through means such as excessive thanks to you for tiny, everyday instances, or doing small things for you when he gets the chance.

B: bizarre. | something strange they do or a weird quirk they have with or without their partner?

Tamaki's more odd habits tend to involve sleeping or preparing to do so, —such as his strict persistence to always having two pillows, no more, no less, under his head at all times throughout the night. He also likes to hold something at night, and depending on him and his needs at the moment, that can be you or a pillow. It's less about warmth and more about the weight between his arms, but he does like to hold you close when he has the nerve to do so. And of course, you don't mind.

C: comfort. | are they good at comforting their partner? how do they do it?

Tamaki is surprisingly good at comforting other people, especially if he's close to them. For you, he'll hold your hand and let you cry on his shoulder while he rubs small shapes into your back and shoulders, —or he'll listen as you talk/ramble/vent and offer up any advice he thinks is suitable. While he may not have all the answers, he does what he can to make you feel safe and at peace, and he never has any ulterior motives for doing so. That's why it's so easy to let yourself rely on him, because he's just so genuine that it's almost unreal.

D: domestic. | how do they feel about settling down? do they cook/clean?

Tamaki is young and planning a future as well as a career with being a pro-hero at the top of his list. That's not to say he doesn't want to settle down someday; he's just too young to be thinking about that in his opinion, and so he doesn't. Not right now, anyway. Things as they are, largely innocent and blooming as the days go by, are more than enough for him. Tamaki is a pretty meticulous cleaner, and often tidies up to soothe himself down, so he doesn't mind if you leave the majority of the cleaning to him. As for cooking, he's unsurprising pretty handy in the kitchen on account of his quirk, and his diet can be pretty strict; but he likes to eat for pleasure sometimes and if you'd be willing to make dinner for the both of you, he'd happily eat whatever you serve (even if it sucks, because he'd praise it anyway.)

E: ending. | if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?

Tamaki would do it in person, likely through tears and with a million apologies. He'd over explain things, put a lot of blame on himself, and would also request to still be friends at the end. If you didn't want to, or couldn't manage it, he would let you go with no protests, but he'd do whatever possible to keep you in his life because he still cares for you deeply, even if the romantic relationship has ended.

F: future. | do they think about the future? how does it look?

Tamaki does think about the future, but mostly in abstracts. He doesn't really know what to expect from things and thinking ahead too much can fill him with more dread than he cares to carry with him, —but he likes the idea of one day achieving his dreams and watching as you do the same, and he really hopes you'll stay by his side through all the ups and downs.

G: gifts. | how often do they give their partner gifts? what kind of gifts are they?

Tamaki has a handful of love languages, and one of them is gift giving. Most of what he knows about romance comes from movies and other media, and oftentimes, he sees gifts being given as a means of expressing affection and appreciation. So, he does that for you when the time feels right. He'll offer up an occasional bouquet of flowers or something personalized and small every now and again, but by far his favorite thing to give you is a stuffed animal. You have a growing collection now, —from a beige colored bunny with floppy ears to a dark brown teddy bear with a cute little bowtie.

H: honesty. | are they honest with their partner? do they keep secrets?

Tamaki is very, very honest. He really values transparency in a relationship, because everything seems easier with an established level of trust and mutual reliance. Sometimes it might take him a few days to work up the courage to say something, but he always expresses himself genuinely in the end, and you're thankful for it. You do the same in turn to show respect.

I: i love you. | how fast do they say the L word? who says it first?

Tamaki is not quick to say he loves you and is incredibly unlikely to say it first. He might even hesitate or struggle to say it back in the beginning since all of this is so wholly unfamiliar to him. However, once he gets used to it, he'll say it frequently enough to let it never slip your mind. Half of the time, it's through text, though.

J: jealousy. | do they get jealous? does it show?

Tamaki isn't a jealous person. He trusts you and knows you wouldn't do anything to hurt him. If he ever does experience jealousy in regard to you, it would be small twinges of insecurity more than anything else, and he would eventually come clean about his feelings and relish in the reassurance you provide in the wake of his confession.

K: kisses. | what kind of kisses do they like to give/receive?

Tamaki likes to be given forehead kisses. They melt his little heart into a pile of throbbing mush. If he's having a bad day, there's nothing he wants more than a forehead kiss from you. Please be sure to give him one. As for giving, —Tamaki is a bit shy about it, but he likes to kiss your hair. It's far enough away from your eyes to give him some confidence in doing it, even if he messes it up somehow, and you seem to smile pretty brightly after he does it, so that's always a big plus!

L: likes and dislikes. | favorite and least favorite things about being in the relationship?

Tamaki's favorite thing about being with you is just getting to spend time with someone who sees him for everything he is and accepts him for everything he'll never be. He knows you see him as something much more than one of the UA big three, as something more than a soon-to-be pro-hero. He loves that you accept every side of him in whatever form it comes in. Tamaki's least favorite thing about being in the relationship is the heightened sense of apprehension he feels around the idea of anything going wrong. He often has intrusive thoughts about himself and his place in the relationship, which is no fault of your own, and sometimes, they can get the better of him.

M: mornings. | how do they spend mornings with their partner?

Tamaki has only woken up next to you a few times, but in doing so, he was a perfect gentleman. He made sure to leave you be, letting you wake up naturally, and once you were awake he offered to cook you breakfast (and was delighted when you offered to help him in the kitchen.)

N: nicknames. | what do they call their partner?

Tamaki typically just uses your actual name, but on occasion, he'll refer to you as "love" or "angel."

O: out of character. | what is something people would be hard pressed to believe they do/enjoy in a relationship?

Tamaki can be a bit clingy from time to time. Sometimes, it's his way of asking for confirmation about his standing with you, and other times, it's just because he wants to be near you and wants to feel especially loved. Just let him play with your fingers and rest his head on your shoulder while you read or watch something, and he'll be more than satisfied.

P: pda. | do they like public displays of affection? if so, what types?

Tamaki is not a fan of it, but he wouldn't mind too much if you wanted to hold his hand in public. Actually, he'd quite like that, as long as there aren't loads of people around.

Q: quirk. | what is something they do that their partner finds cute or endearing?

Tamaki fiddles with his thumbs when he's trying to collect his words and find the right ones to say, and you think it's absolutely adorable.

R: rough times. | arguments? how often and in what manner?

Tamaki is incredibly passive. He doesn't yell and avoids confrontation at all costs. When there's a disagreement, he often defaults to accepting your solutions or answers, and you might have to push him a bit to get his true reaction to things. Once he's more comfortable in the relationship, he'll likely be much more open with you during times of contention. Tamaki is incredibly respectful and values your opinions.

S: sensitive. | what's a sore spot for them that their partner should steer clear of?

Tamaki doesn't like discussing his anxieties bluntly. It's better to be gentle with him about it since he's both hyper aware and ashamed of it. Letting him come to you about it is likely the best thing to do, but if you really think it's important to discuss and you don't feel it's a good idea to wait it out, then do your best to be subtle so he doesn't feel embarrassed about it.

T: thrill. | do they need surprises in a relationship, or do they prefer a routine?

Tamaki largely prefers routine. Being a student at UA and having worked alongside Fatgum for quite some time now, he's been through his fair share of wildcard events, and he can honestly say that having a grounding point to return to is very, very important to him. He likes the stability his relationship with you offers, and he likes that there's often nothing for him to question or squirm over. What he sees is what he gets, and he's thankful for it.

U: unacceptable. | what is something they cannot tolerate in a relationship? what is something they would never do?

Tamaki couldn't be in a relationship with an overly critical, nitpicky person. It would wear thin on his self-esteem and eventually lead to some rather destructive results. Just as well, Tamaki would never put immense amounts of pressure on his lover.

V: vanity. | how concerned are they about their looks? are they insecure about them?

Tamaki is insecure about his appearance but is thankful for the compliments you give him that have helped him to build his confidence over time. As things stand these days, he thinks he's okay looking. . . Maybe nothing special in his own eyes, but that's okay by him. He definitely is not vain, and likely never will be.

W: wildcard. | random headcanon?

Tamaki really likes to do small, everyday things with you. Enjoying a new movie in your room? Count him in. Taking a quick trip to a convenience store to get a small snack? He's happy to accompany you. Working on an assignment? He's there for it and will certainly offer any assistance he can!

X: xoxo. | how often do they hug/kiss their significant other?

Tamaki hugs you far more often than he kisses you. Kisses are more of an ordeal for him, but a hug is. . . Mostly just comforting and full of warmth. He doesn't tend to initiate them; however, he'd never dream of turning you down when you offer them to him. As for kisses, they're much less frequent, but he always enjoys them, especially when he's a bit sleepy or worn out.

Y: yearning. | how do they feel when their partner is away?

Tamaki will be fine on his own, of course, ―he's more than capable of taking care of himself. However, he does miss you when he can't see you, and looks forward to the next time that he can with great excitement. He loves to spend time with you doing anything and everything, whether small or large, and while being apart is not anywhere near the end of the world for him, he would rather see you often, if only for a few minutes in passing.

Z: zzz. | how do they sleep with their partner? how do they sleep alone?

Tamaki is more cautious when he sleeps with you at his side. He makes sure that you have enough blanket, offers to move to the edge so you can be sure to have enough room. . . He's anxious about it to a certain extent. He wants to be beside you like this, but it can be nerve wrecking. However, when he settles into things, he's the easiest person to sleep beside in the world. Soft breathing, a gentle sleeper who doesn't move around a lot at all. He's clingy, but not in an overbearing, suffocating way. Just let him latch onto your arm or snuggle into your side, and he's sold for the night. When he's also, Tamaki sleeps much the same way, just that he grasps for a pillow instead of you. With or without someone by his side, he has lots of pillows when he sleeps and intends on keeping it that way.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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Sleep Troubles | Tamaki Amajiki x Reader

wc: 700~

contains: fluff and a bit of crying, but there’s a cute ending!

✧༝┉┉┉┉┉˚* ♡ *˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✧

Tamaki has to pick up a new shift for the next few months.

He leaves around nine at night and doesn’t come back home until a little after five in the morning. But you still eat dinner together, and he pecks you on the lips before departing for work every night, but once you’re alone in bed, you struggle to sleep.

Without Tamaki beside you, it doesn’t feel right. And sleep escapes you as you struggle to find comfort, little clouds of worry passing through your mind. Although, a few hours in, you do manage to get some rest. Not as much as usual, but it’s something.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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「Living with Tamaki for the first time」

it took a long time for tamaki to finally have the courage to tell you his biggest dream; share life with you. but when he does, that day turns out to be the best day of his life and, unconsciously, yours as well.

the two of you spend months and months looking for the ideal house where you both can have all the space and comfort you want and, in the end, you end up living in a not so big apartment above a bakery with a great view of the streets and with beautiful trees around.

the first day of moving was more tiring than either of you imagined; you guys spent the day unpacking your stuff and setting it up in places you thought would look better. some light and silly bickering to come to an agreement about which rug is best for the living room or the position of the sofa. he stops for a few seconds and grabs you a bottle of water; gently handing you over as he wipes the sweat off your forehead with a washcloth, smiling slightly as you close your eyes to his touch.

you try to liven up the mood a bit by putting on an upbeat song; you exchange smiles or excited looks when your favorite song plays. even though both of you are very tired, he takes your hand and pulls you against his chest; slow dancing to a pop song that doesn't suit the mood but honestly none of you care about that. he smiles and kisses the top of your head before resting his chin on your head, letting himself be carried away by the sweet and pleasant atmosphere you two created in your own little world.

the following days were calmer and more delightful; the sweet smell of freshly baked bread filled your apartment every day at the same time and you and tamaki always exchanged excited looks, making rock paper scissors to see who will go down to buy the breads - after a while, the bakery owner gets so used to the two of you that he already knows what your order is even before you ask.

the living room window has a great view of the sunset; the last sunbeams of the day perfectly illuminate the place as you and tamaki share the sofa; him stroking your hand lightly as he talks about how his day was. it's become part of your routine to sit together to watch the sunset while falling in love with each other a little more.

tamaki always comes home with something for you; a flower, a new plant, a book, a candy or that food you love from that restaurant around the corner. he always wants to please you, even if it's simple. he comes home and his eyes are always looking for you, taking off his shoes he goes to you with a genuine smile on his face; leaving a light kiss on your forehead and on your lips as a brief "i missed you honey" before handing you the gift.

he put a small magnet calendar on the fridge and wrote down all the important things; friends' birthdays, appointments, even his day off. and most importantly he draws a heart around it; the day you started dating.

he always wakes up before you and stays in bed for a few minutes; stroking your hair or leaving soft kisses on your forehead and head. he also always greets you with a sweet smile on his face, eyes tired but bright to see you smiling weakly at him. you also alternate who will stay in bed for a few more seconds while the other takes a shower or makes breakfast.

whenever he leaves the house, he kisses your forehead, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips. gentle, soft kisses that mean a lot to you; they're like a faint reminder that he'll be back in your arms soon, and he can't wait for that.

not everything is perfect however, it's normal for the two of you to argue, but you never sleep mad at each other, no matter what. he is always willing to listen to you and apologize for any boundaries he has crossed; and, at the end of every argument, he kisses your forehead and hugs you, telling you without words how much you mean to him and how much he loves you.

he never lets you overwork yourself, so when you come home tired or stressed after a long day, he makes your favorite food while asking you to rest. he also often massages your feet or shoulders while letting you talk about whatever you want; he gives you some advice or if you want, he just listens silently, but still demonstrating that he is there, and that he understands you. and while you rest, he does all the chores that were yours - you always share the housework so it doesn't get tiresome for each other.

living with tamaki is like heaven on earth and you can no longer imagine your life without him.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ tags!@avocamich, @yfneccentric, @nishayuro, @hazyspells, @belovedserenityy, @shrimpy109, @rorikau, @mlb-hp-hoo, @itisaclock, @insomniacwreck, @afairywithacrown, @3-am-depression, @cherries4denki, @solyxa, @belsumu, @gwynsapphire, @afk-dreaminq, @jahnvi-d, @gratefulstranger, @mayukhii, @uwiuwi, @idunnomynamesince2005, @blossominglark, @delvine, @simpingforsero, @uravichii, @izukus-gf, @seanicsiren, @infectedtee, @myiahh, @toxji, @b4ngal, @thezegendofzelda, @luluwiie, @kageyama-i-want-tobiors, @painfullyghst, @i1k, @chaotic-fangirl-blog, @shoutaswhore, @sleazysquid, @gluchie, @bobakugo, @taurus852, @shimshim42, @akenoswife, @hiraimonoma, @unused-3nergy, @fadingscribble, @pocket-chanadeptus, @micheya <3

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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You got it babe! And let me tell you one more time that I'm truly sorry for taking so long 🥲

Title : My serenity

Characters : Amajiki/ Gender neutral reader

Genre : Tooth rotting sweetness with a hint of angst at the beginning/ One shot

Trigger Warning : Social Anxiety Disorder/ Panic Disorder

Masterlist|Second Masterlist

Breathe in.. and breathe out..

Come on y/n it's the usual, don't freak out, you can do it.. again..

Breathe in.. and breathe out..

Just the way he taught you, close your eyes and clear your mind.

And you really strived to do it, however..

Your legs shook as your heart hammered in your throat, and no matter how deeply you breathed in and out, your anxieties still shackled you.

You hated those galas you were forced— as a pro hero, to attend every once in a while. You hated being surrounded by people who seemed to naturally follow those social norms you struggle with everyday. And you especially hated forcing yourself to smile and act like you were happy to be among them when all you really wanted was to be home, with him.

It's nothing against anyone in particular, the problem is yours and yours alone.

_ "Tamaki, where did you go?" you almost whimpered your query as your eyes frantically searched for him.

Last time you saw him, he was dragged away to the bar by his friends, leaving you behind with yours.

You excused yourself and rushed to the restroom, locking one of the empty stalls behind you and collapsing on top of the toilet seat lid.

Your breathing was ragged and your eyes stung as you struggled to keep your tears away.

_ "Tamaki, please.." you couldn't even tell what you were begging for exactly, you just wanted to see him.

Should you message him? Ask him to leave already? But that wouldn't be fair to him, why should he witness another one of your illogical episodes?

Sure, he does still suffer from the occasional crippling tension as well, but he's doing better and it would be unjust to pull him back down.

You tried taking another deep breath, but a strangled whimper was all you could manage before your tears followed suit. You felt pathetic, weak, and really out of place. And all of a sudden, that confined booth you sheltered yourself into seemed even smaller, suffocating.

You wanted to be out, but hated seeing everyone again. This feeling, this absurd and illogical feeling sent you spiralling into madness, until..

A gentle knock on your stall door pulled you back abruptly, and you flinched as the knocking continued with no sign of stopping.

_ "Thi.. this one is occupied.. please try.. another one." you struggled between your sobs and tried as best as you could to sound collected.

_ "Y/n, it's me sweetheart, please open the door for me."

Tamaki..

It was him, the only one you wanted to see at that moment, and without thinking, you rushed to unlock the door and jump in his arms as soon as you saw him.

_ "Thank God you're here! I was.. I was.." you couldn't find the right words but you didn't have to, not when you were with him, never when you are with him, because he understands every little thing about you.

_ "I know honey, I've got you." his voice was tender and reassuring, and his touch was warm and loving— same as always, and you found yourself melting in his embrace.

_ "Do you want to go home? This gala is a flop isn't it?" you could feel his rumbling chest as he chuckled, and the serenity that brought you was something only he could provide for you.

_ "I do, I really do."

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

Half an hour was all it took to reach home where you could finally breathe freely. Although, a tinge of guilt still pierced your heart regardless.

You hated troubling him, yet that seemed to be the one thing you're most capable of.

_ "..'m sorry.." your muffled apology came as soon as the door was locked behind you two.

He flinched sensing your strained body latching onto his back, and turned his head around as he wished to catch even a glimpse of you, but your face was buried so deep between his shoulders that all he could witness was your trembling ones.

_ "Don't apologize beautiful, you did nothing wrong." his heartening voice comforted you, but the rue in your soul went on.

He never blamed you in such circumstances— neither will he ever do, as he knows first hand what it means to be bound by a paralyzing distress.

_ "Will you allow me to see your face?" he requested carefully but made no attempt to break free from your clutches, "it's totally fine with me if you need some more time."

You wished to stay like that a moment longer, but despite the state of mind you were in, you realized how ridiculous it would be if you did.

You nodded slowly and took a few steps back, squeezing your eyes shut and hanging your head in shame.

He wasted no time cradling your cheeks and running his thumbs along your tear stained skin, it was soothing and you almost whined as you leaned into his soft touch.

_ "Tamaki, I'll do better I promise, so please don't give up on me." hearing yourself utter those words overwhelmed you, and the sobs that followed were too much for you to hold back.

_ "I would never let you go so don't even think about it," he pulled you closer, guiding your cheek to rest against his thundering heart, and placing the softest kisses on top of your head, "you've been there for me through it all and you've always made it easier," his arms sneaked around your waist and held you securely in place, "you've never given up on me, and I'm never going to let you go."

Hearing his words only made you weep louder, yet the tears that dampened his shirt weren't those of sorrow, but those of relief.

He embraced you tighter, allowing you to release all the tension that's been suffocating you the whole evening. There was no rush, no urgency, only each other's presence was all that mattered.

Your sobs finally ceased, and you slowly pushed yourself away to be met with a dazzling smile that only you has ever been able to bring out.

_ "I love you y/n," he whispered against your forehead, nuzzling his way to your temple, "always have and always will," his lips inched closer to your trembling ones, only stopping momentarily to search your eyes for any signs of hesitation, and sealing you with a tender kiss when he found the same longing he held for you.

You melted against him, sneaking your arms around his neck and feeling the trace of his fingers along your spine.

His warm lips glided slowly in a rhythmic dance with yours, and you moaned softly when his teeth nibbled playfully on your lower one.

_ "Tamaki.." you got so lost in the sensation, that only when your back hit the bedsheets did you realize that you were no longer in the entryway.

_ "I'm here beautiful, and I'm not going anywhere."

You were exactly where you wanted to be and with the one who's always given your life meaning.. your pillar, your serenity, your home.

@mommymi1kers

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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It takes two to love

[Tamaki x fem reader] tw: food.

Just fluff and domesticity

— Do you think we have it all already?— Tamaki had asked, checking the red plastic basket full of groceries — We have the tapioca starch, fruits, milk...

— Yup, but guess what? —she turned to him with a playful twist of her head— You just won a coupon for a free meal cooked by yours truly. And I need some ingredients. The other day you said you were craving some pasta, right?

He swayed his head from side to side, barely containing a smile. Tamaki let himself be pulled further into the supermarket by their intertwined pinkies.

It was late in the afternoon when the weekly errands were finished and they settled back home for the night. It was an odd pretty thing, this routine both had built for their matching days off, whenever it was. It wasn't normally disrupted by a trip to the supermarket, but in Tamaki's book, quality time doesn't need a specific place to occur. The bought goods sat on the counter, while he rearranged them on their rightful places in the cabinet or the fridge. He had taken a pair of tomatoes from the bag, when she shamelessly stole them from his hands.

— Thanks, Tama, you're always such a gentleman —she teased and kissed his cheek before turning to the chopping board, light on her feet.

It wasn't out of the ordinary, but it was peculiar and funny to see her all...bubbly, like clear water from a stream. He laughed at her.

— You really are excited about making that pasta, wonder were that's coming from? —he got close to the sink, rolling up his sleeves.

— Nope, you're not working on this today, Hun —her hand went to his arm, stopping him from filling the pot with water.— This is my way to say thank you for all your hard work, it won't make sense if you're cooking too! This is your coupon, remember?

Tamaki could feel the heat on his face and the pickup of his heart rate.

— I-um... Okay. But at least let me prepare the boba tea. I want to thank you for your hard work too and —he spoke softly in a classic Tamaki fashion, looking at her right in her round eyes. He had become good at holding eye contact with other people. He thought it may have been due to her influence —, for putting up with me all this time.

She sat the knife on the chopping board, and her arms went to hang loosely around his neck— You know I'm not putting up with you, right? I'm here with you because I love you. I wouldn't be who I am now if it weren't for you, and believe me, I like who I am right now. Do you want me to remind you? —her voice was softer, lower like a whispered secret, as her fingertips rubbed his nape.

Tamaki shuddered under her touch and gaze. His nod was short, almost imperceptible under the weight of his shame. She hugged him tight, scratching his scalp and rubbing his nape. He felt himself go warmer after getting a few kisses on his cheek, heart pounding even faster when she whispered:

— You know I've never really had a favorite hero when I was a kid, right? None of them actually made me feel that sense of... admiration, so to speak. But after my time in UA, the internships and all that, I changed my mind. You are my favorite hero, Tamaki. You are my hero.

Tamaki sighed, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He felt petty, needing to be reassured of something he already knew.

They stood there for a few minutes, holding each other tight, swaying slowly from side to side. Then the urgency to eat came over, and both returned to their tasks: Tamaki prepared the boba tea, she cooked the pasta. The mood picked up fast, with her bumping his hips and vice versa. She hand fed him some sauce and he hummed in satisfaction. Soon enough the food was plated and they sat next to each other at the table.

— Hmm! This is good! —Tamaki said, eyes closed in bliss as he chewed his portion.

— Right? Just the best for my baby.

— What? —he laughed— How come I'm your baby when I'm older than you?

— Shush it, silly, you are my baby.

He just laughed at her goofiness again. Then he waited, relying on his hero instincts, calculating the best time for a swift attack, and stole a spoonful of her own pasta, and stuffed it right into his mouth.

— Hey, that was mine!

He snorted.

•••

The dishes were washed and she sat at a small table on the balcony. She was surrounded by plants and had a clear view of the city lights. It was as peaceful as the busy metropolis could be. In moments like this, she wished the days off were everlasting.

Tamaki arrived shortly, holding two glass cups of the boba tea he had made earlier. He hadn't even fully entered the balcony when a fit of giggles bubbled out of his mouth.

— What is it? —she raised a brow.

Her boyfriend didn't answer. Instead, he put both glasses on the table and left the room, only to return with a napkin, which he used to wipe away some remnants of sauce from her lips.

— There, all better. —he found it very endearing, how her cheeks lit up with color and her eyes averted his gaze, visibly embarrassed. Even the way she tried to play it off was adorable, his silly girl.

— Oh, clumsy me... Haha...

— Even if you're clumsy, I'll always be by your side to clean up your little messes —Tamaki smiled softly, crouched in front of her—. It's the least I can do for you.

She hid her face behind her hands, voice tight in a whine— But I don't want you cleaning my messes though? I'm not a kid!

She had always had an ability to fluster him with sincere compliments and cheesy remarks. One of her favorite things to say was that her job was to show him how loved he was, and if it had to be done by flustering him, then the better. His job, on the other hand, on his own words, was to make her feel safe, so safe that not even her own demons could do her any harm. But it was nice to turn the tables from time to time.

Tamaki pryed her hands out, placing them on her chest— This is where I want your hands to be. It's just me here, so don't hide. Besides —he smiled—, you may not be a kid, but you're still my baby.

— Tamaki! That's my line!

He laughed.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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S/O fighting them while under a mind control quirk

[ SCENARIO ] [ Izuku, Nejire, Tamaki ]

[ My hero academia / Boku no hero academia ]

Oh god, this take me way too long, much more that what i expected!! And I ended up making a lot of changes from how started!! 🙊🙊

Izuku Midoriya

Whenever you two go on patrol or even confront a villain Izuku prefers to stay by your side, or at least keep you in their field of vision, it isn't that he doubt you but he won't be able to forgive himself if something happen to you and he didn't do anything to help (even if he hadn't the opportunity)

So, the moment he saw a villain attacking you, struguling while the villain start gaining the upper hand he panics, trying to make his way to you as fast as posible, , so when he finally reach to you he was ready to throw an attack against the villian just to be stoped by your own attacks, it surprised him so much that he didn't even had time to properly react

When he recover his balance he just stares at you with a shocked expresion, but you weren't answering when he calls your name and even continue attacking him, barely able to dodge your attacks, he was more focused in your emotionless expression, still calling out your name, desperatly asking you what happen

No matter how much he try to makes you react you never answer, leaving him with not other option than step back and hide for a moment to calm himself and think, it doesn't take him long get to the conclusion that you are under the villain's control

He tries to come up with a plan to finish with the villian without having to confront you directly, too scare to do so. Izuku will try just to avoid all your attacks and defend himself just if is need it, avoiding touch you fearing that he will hurt you

If he actually hurt you (even just a small scratch) he will just say a small "sorry" since in that moment he doesn't have time stop to check you, but later he will apologize hundreds of times

When the villain start mocking him for not just attack you right away it makes her feel uneasy, he gets really mad at the villain but he tried to just brush it off and just focus in his plan

With more time pass your attacks start become stronger and faster, even a little bit more desesperate, not caring about the posible side effects of your quirk or even if you end up getting hurt, just focusing on hunt your target, and that truly scare him

When Izuku notice how you start to get more desesperate he start to feel anxious once again, he start rushing himself to stop the villain and free you from their control, but if things get worst he's ready to give up and put all his attention to you and try to stop you before you get seriously injured

Nejire Hado

Even when she is doing her hero work Nejire never really lose her cheerful personality, and if she have the opportunity she prefer to fight by your side, but she knows to be profesional when she needs it

When she sees you struguling with a villian she was already in her way to help you, she tries not to rush herself and stay concentrate but she was truly taken aback when you stoped her with one of your attacks

She was really surprised, but that doesn't stop her, even when she was surprised and confused she is quickly to react too, she tries calling for you and asking whats wrong, but when she sees your unexpresive face she knows that something is wrong, quickly getting her guard up

She continue dodging your attacks while trying to analyze the situation, but you slowly became faster with you movements and attacks, at the end she decided to take some distance to get the chance to think (besides, specializes in long-distance attacks), but even then your attacks didn't stop

It doesn't take her much time get to the conclusion that it was the villain's fault, but still she was struguling to come up with a plan to help you, the last thing she wants is to hurt you, she decided to try to get you away from there, that way she could take care of the villian or it could even show her how this mind control exactly works

Nejire even try to take you out off the mind control by talking to you but it didn't really work and just provokes the villian to start laughing at her for "her silly attempts to protect you", to what she tries just to ignore them

Every minutes count since you were starting to push yourself more and more to your limits just to get her, throwing attacks without thinking on your safety, and that truly scares her (mostly because she fears something really bad could happen to you if this continue)

If she doesn't manage to defeat the villain before something bad happen to you, as the last resource Nejire probably hit you to knock you out so she can take care of the villain (and for that she will apologize later, even tear up a little) taking advantage of this situation to stop the villain, restraining them and making clear that she's furious for what they did to you

Amajiki Tamaki

Even when Tamaki is in doing his hero work he is shy, normally he tries to fully focus on the fight, but when he isn't fighting he feels anxious, so having you by his side it could, both, comfort him and make him more shy

When you two were fighting some villains and you end up going far from him or he sees you struguling with a villian was enough to make him feel uneasy, he believes in you and your power but still it makes him nervous

And that simple second of doubt was enough for the villain to gain an advantage over you, putting you under the mind control and ordering you to attack him

Everything happened so suddenly for him that he barely have time to react and step back, dodging your attack, it will take him a moment to realice what happened but you weren't going to stop, instead you continue throwing attacks to him

Tamaki was shocked, confused and scare, why are you doing this? It was almost imposible for him to properly think while trying to dodge your attacks, but even when he his mind was a mess just by seeing your unexpresive face he was able to realice that you weren't being you right now

The villian start mocking him for just running away, He wasn't supposed to be a hero? He should be ashame for acting like this, hearing that It didn't do him any good but in some extent they were right, he is a hero and he can't just keep running away

Dodging your attacks were starting to get more difficult since every attack you throwed were more aggresive and faster, it was obvious that you were pushing yourself to your limits

As much as he hate it he has to make something, and he has to be quick! for the sake of both of you! And with all the pain in the world he start attacking you (but not really hurt you, it is just to make you step back) and when you finally have no more option that take an defensive position and it was the moment to restrain you, by immobilizing you he will able to focus in take care of the villain (he feels really bad about it but it was the only plan he can think on)

After all of this calms down he will deeply apologize to you, but he doesn't think he will be able to even look at you at the eyes, feeling really bad and even ashame for what he just did

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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Slice of Life Drabble : Tamaki Amajiki

“Tamaki Amajiki,” you respond easily, if a little too fast, “He’s proven himself to be incredibly intelligent and brave and–”

“And you liiiiiike him,” Mina drawls.

“That–!”

Your protest is promptly cut off by Ochako’s ear-splitting squeal. “That. Is so. Cute!”

“That,” you try again, ignoring the searing heat of your cheeks, “Is irrelevant. We’re talking about heroes we admire, whether or not I have a crush on–”

“You have a crush on Tamaki! This is perfect. You guys would make such a–”

You tune the rest of Mina’s rambling out, burying your head in your hands with a throaty groan. Tsu pats soothingly at your back..

You’re quick to cut your pink friend off when the topic of marriage is broached.

“Nothing’s going to happen.”

“Why not?” Mina demands, looking personally affronted by the statement.

“It’s just not! There’s no way he likes me back. Now can we please get back to the conversation? Tsu it’s your turn.”

“Selkie. You should ask him out.”

“Ask out Selkie?” You, Mina, and Ochako ask in sync.

“No, I admire Selkie. You should ask Tamaki out. Obviously. Ribbit.”

You splutter out a laugh, feeling the flush trail down from your cheeks to your neck. No way. No way in hell. Tamaki Amajiki is so far out of your league you may as well be living on separate planets.

You’re not even sure how this little infatuation of yours started.

Maybe it was when you’d seen him trip over a pot plant outside the cafeteria and apologise to it afterwards. Or when you’d seen him sitting on the grass with his friends and the sunlight had hit his hair just right, turning the messy indigo strands the exact same shade of purple as the mulberries in your grandmother’s garden. Or maybe it was when he’d stopped you in the corridor after the Sports Festival just to congratulate you on your win and he’d said your name so softly, so gently that you never wanted to hear it said any other way again.

But that didn’t matter.

What mattered was that Tamaki Amajiki absolutely did. Not. Like. You. Back.

Still, you can’t help but let the thought linger.

In the safety of your mind you let yourself imagine that he’d be flattered, perhaps a little stunned, and certainly excited. The pale tips of his pointed ears would flush a pretty pink and he’d look down at you through a curtain of dark messy hair before responding in that beautiful, deep, silky-smooth voice of his…

“I’d like that.”

Yeah, just like that.

Wait–

“Huh?” Your head shoots up and there he is.

Tamaki Amajiki.

Huh. His ears are flushed a pretty pink.

So are his cheeks.

Mirio stands behind him, and when the third year turns back to his blonde friend, Mirio’s quick to shoot him an encouraging smile and a thumbs up. Tamaki rubs a hand over his flushed neck, gaze darting over your face before returning to the scuffed tips of his shoes.

“You’d like…that?”

“Yeah.”

Mina squeals.

Your brain stutters to a halt, neurons short circuiting like you’ve been hit by one of Denki’s attacks. “Oh.”

“I actually,” he pauses, taking another glance back at Mirio whose smile only grows. “I uh– I like you.”

“Oh.”

Mina’s eyes widen. Ochako starts slapping your arm.

Tsu rolls her eyes.

“Right,” you stand shakily, without really knowing why. Now you’re hovering beside the bench, a few feet away from your long-time crush, and you’re overcome with the bizarre urge to shake his hand like you’ve just closed some sort of business deal. “I like you too. Obviously. You probably already heard that.”

He laughs, and it is perhaps the sweetest sound you’ve ever heard. “Yeah. I heard.”

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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Sobbing

When is it my turn 🥹

𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜: 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝙰𝚜 𝙰 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍

Summary: What’s it like being in a relationship with Tamaki Amajiki?

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety, brief description of a panic attack, mentions of food

Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 1.8k

- First things first, getting together with Tamaki isn’t a quick or easy process in the slightest, and it's important that you recognize that before trying to pursue anything with him

- It’s painfully obvious to everyone who’s ever seen him that he’s very anxious and doesn’t put himself out there or take risks easily, so getting into a relationship with him requires a lot of patience, kindness and understanding

- That’s how he knows that you’re the person he’s meant to be with, though. You weren’t put off by how long it took for the two of you to get together, you stuck by his side and continue to show him every single day that you love and care for him despite his anxieties, and he appreciates the effort you put in so much more than he could ever tell you <3

- But back to when the two of you got together lol

- You’d definitely have to be the one to ask Tamaki out officially. No matter how much he wants to be with you, he just can not force a confession directly out of his mouth

- Believe me, he’s so infatuated with you that he has tried, but the words get caught in his throat and his breathing quickens rapidly, causing his vision to get spotty and tears to fall from his eyes

- He falls into a complete panic attack, so even though he likes you more than he’s ever liked anyone before, he knows he’ll never be able to confess to you :/

- Luckily for him, you like him too! :)

- You’ve been friends with Mirio since you first came to UA due to his friendly, talkative and extroverted nature, and of course when the two of you started getting close, he just had to introduce you to his “super amazing best friend Tamaki!”

- And it definitely took a few meetings for the two of you to warm up to one another. Tamaki’s shyness made interactions stiff and awkward for a while as you didn't know how to help him feel comfortable around you, but you continued to try to reach out to him, and Tamaki worked hard to push through the anxiety in his gut and meet you half-way in your efforts once he realized you were serious about wanting to be his friend

- From there feelings just kind of developed naturally on both ends. Your personalities fit together easily, like puzzle pieces finally being connected, and you were both drawn to each other in a way neither of you had felt before and mutual crushes eventually bloomed between the two of you

- And you had your suspicions that Tamaki may reciprocate your feelings, as he tried to show you this in his own way after realizing he’d never be able to confess his feelings to you directly, so one day after lots of debating and searching for signs of his feelings, you decided to bite the bullet and just ask him out already, hoping and praying that you wouldn’t scare him off and lose the friendship you had built up completely if you were wrong and he didn’t reciprocate your feelings after all

- Fortunately, you had nothing to worry about, though, as Tamaki eventually managed to sputter out an admission that he would really enjoy going on a date with you after his shock eased up enough for him to get the words out

- Once the two of you finally get together Tamaki’s very much not a PDA person, though I’m sure everyone could have guessed this

- PDA means that attention is on him, and that’s just something that completely makes him freeze up in public

- He doesn’t mind hand holding, though, as that doesn’t draw much attention, so holding your hand or linking your pinkies together is his way of showing you love and affection when the two of you are in school or out in public together

- Because Tamaki’s so shy and quiet, he doesn’t get a lot of time to share his opinions, and he spends a lot of time in his own thoughts. Of course he has Mirio and Nejire to talk to, he’s comfortable around those two, but they’re the only people he was really able to be completely open with until you came along

- But being with you just makes him feel so comfortable, for once in his life he doesn’t feel like every action he takes or every word that falls from his lips is being judged, so he opens up to you in a way that very few people get to see from him

- Eventually the two of you get to the point where he’ll blurt out whatever’s on his mind to share his thoughts with you when the two of you are alone, and it always leaves a smile blooming on your face at how comfortable he is around you as you respond to his opinions and share your own silly, mindless thoughts with him

- One way Tamaki copes with his anxiety when he’s at school is by gnawing at the skin on his lips when he feels stressed, which leads to his lips being pretty chapped most of the time

- He was really self-conscious about it and nervous about kissing you at the beginning of your relationship because of this, he always avoided pressing his lips to your skin in any way out of fear that the rough, jagged skin would make you uncomfortable

- But eventually he confessed these fears to you when you asked if you could kiss him after you two had been on a couple of dates, and you reassured him that you didn’t mind his chapped lips in the slightest, and that you’d never judge him for something like that

- And after that conversation you make sure he knows that you carry chapstick around with you and that he's welcome to use it if he likes, but that you personally couldn’t care less if his lips are always chapped and will happily kiss him either way. You just don’t want him to feel self-conscious when, in your eyes, he’s the most beautiful boy you’ve ever seen, so if some chapstick can alleviate some of his anxiety and make him feel more confident then you’re happy to lend yours to him

- He likes it best when you put it on his lips for him, though :] It’s such a gentle and domestic act that it makes his heart absolutely swell with love for you as his face is covered in a cherry blush at your close proximity

- You also carry around snacks for him, since you know it’s important for his quirk! You keep his usual snacks that he eats before training on you at all times, so that you can offer them to him if he forgets his own or even if he just needs a little pick-me-up

- And in return he always carries around an extra water bottle just for you :>

- He knows that with how busy your lives are it can be difficult to remember proper hydration sometimes, so when he buys himself a water bottle he also buys one for you (and customizes it with cute little stickers of your interests/favorite things like the previous, thoughtful boyfriend that he is <3) and keeps it with him at all times so he can make sure you’re staying hydrated whenever he sees you (which is like, all the time lol)

- Oh oh oh! So y’all know those cute little couple heart-shaped lamp things, the ones that let you send a tiny message to your partner and they’ll receive it on their lamp and that you can control from your phone?

- Tamaki totally buys those as a gift for you on your anniversary or something like that. At first he was worried you’d think they’re lame and cheesy and wouldn’t like them, and he was very thankful when you got all excited about the gift and wrapped your arms around him as you pressed kisses across his face and thanked him profusely

- He knows you get to see each other pretty much every day, but he still likes being able to send you a “good night, I love you” message on the little lamps every night, and he likes being able to turn off your light for you to make sure you get a good night’s rest <3 (He knows he could just send the message as a text, but this feels more cute and personal to him)

- One of the best qualities Tamaki has in your relationship is that he’s an excellent communicator. The thought of losing you makes him feel physically ill, so he never wants any serious issues to develop between the two of you and always communicates whenever he’s having any kind of trouble, and encourages you to do the same with him

- If there’s an issue he wants to resolve it calmly and quickly before it can blow up or get out of hand, and if you’re struggling with something and need support, then he always wants to be right by your side helping you through your struggles however he can <3

- I know I said this before, but he’s seriously so, so thankful for all that you do for him. You help him through his meltdowns and panic attacks and the stress of being a hero-in-training and you absolutely light up his life, he truly thinks you’re brighter than every star in the sky and he just wants to show you the same love and care that you always do for him

- He wants to repay your kindness, to be an equal in your relationship and support you the same way you always support him

- And y’all know how he always refers to Mirio as the sun? Well in his mind you’re his star, he kind of sees himself as the night sky and you light up his world, filling him with a brightness that helps keep him going and allows him to be just as amazing and beautiful as you <3

- “Star” eventually becomes one of his pet names for you, and his other favorites are typically “babe” or “angel”. He only uses pet names when the two of you are alone or maybe around Mirio and Nejire on his best days, though, so you always cherish them whenever he uses one

- And even after you two have been dating for years, he still flushes at every nickname or ounce of physical affection you give him <3 He never gets tired or bored of you and your affections, you’ll always leave a swarm of butterflies in his stomach no matter how long you’ve been together

- Cuddling with Tamaki is typically a balance between him being the little spoon and you being the little spoon, depending on the day

- If he’s had a rough day or is feeling down he likes to be held by you, burying his face into your chest as his safe space as he allows his breathing to even out and his mind to clear in your gentle hold while you whisper sweet words into his ears

- But sometimes he also wants to hold you, to show you he can protect you and comfort you as well. Especially when you've had a rough day, typically he’s not the one to initiate cuddles but if he can see you’re struggling then his mind fills with determination and he easily wraps you up in his arms, running his hands up and down your back to soothe you and holding you until your stress or pain dissipates <3

- Overall Tamaki’s genuinely the most soft, gentle and loving boyfriend you ever could have asked for. All he wants is to make you happy, to prove to you every single day that he’s worthy of your love and that he loves you unconditionally as well <3

Request - Anonymous said: Could I get some headcanons for Tamaki? I love him so much 🥹🥹🥹🥹 anything fluffy please!

A/N: AAAA y’all I always get so excited to write for Tamaki, this was so much fun and he’s literally my favorite character so I’m ALWAYS down to write for him! :D This actually ended up being way longer than I meant it to be because I’m delusional for him lol, but I hope you guys enjoy this! I have the next 5 days off of school thanks to testing for the younger grades lol so hopefully I’ll be posting more writing these next couple of days! My requests are also still open as of now, so if you have any requests feel free to send them my way and I’ll get them added to my request list (linked in my navi) asap! :)

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obsessedlittleotaku · 4 months

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things tamaki does, that make you fall in love with him even more

pairing: tamaki amajiki x gn!reader

tags: fluff, kissing, mentions of food

tamaki smiles every time you kiss him! he'll be grinning like a love struck idiot against your lips, to the point where he has to pull away and hides his blushing face behind his hands

and he has the cutest smile ever! getting to see him smile every day is a blessing. this boy is shining brighter than the sun when he's smiling and knowing that this smile is because of you? oh my–

tamaki is also a great cook! he'll prepare bento boxes for you every day. if you happen to forget them, he'll personally come over and bring them to you. he always makes sure you eat enough!

tamaki takes naps with you! he'll be the big or little spoon depending on the mood and he looks so peaceful when he's asleep. he'll finally relax when he's laying in bed or on the couch with you and you get to see a side of him nobody else gets to see

tamaki doesn't compliment you very often, because he's shy about it, but when does compliment you, you'll know he means it!

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obsessedlittleotaku · 7 months

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MISSING A DATE . they forget about a big date with you and realize it too late

with deku + bakugou (in their pro-hero era)

one thing about him is that he always tried his absolute best to make time for you amid his busy schedule. you understood that you weren't the only one that demanded his attention due to his work and were okay with that. as long as you still got your 'me-time' with him, where he blocked out the world and focused on you and only you, you couldn't ask for a more perfect relationship.

but this was your last straw. you had forgiven the late nights, the last-minute cancellations—gotten used to being alone in your luxurious apartment, which only reminded you of the one thing you were missing.

you had planned this date for months. a set time where you both blocked off time that night to just be with each other in a word that tried everything to keep you apart.

"remember tonight, baby." you chirped as you kissed him goodbye that morning.

he hummed and gave you a tight hug before leaving.

you felt giddy as you prepared yourself, slipping into your best clothes and fixing yourself in the mirror. you felt as you did on the night of your first date with him. you couldn't be more excited.

then, you waited. and waited. the restaurant happily sat you next to a window, the streetlamps twinkling romantically against the dusky backdrop.

you waited some more. soon your bright posture slouched as your checked your phone. messaged him a couple times, called a few times more. he's probably just running late.

families came and went, and before you knew it, hours had passed.

you burned in embarrassment as you stared at the empty chair across from you, focusing your frustration as if he was sitting there. but even that didn't give you relief. every one of your thoughts and feelings came to the same conclusion—

he hadn't shown up.

IZUKU

you ordered some food to-go. why not get something out of this outing? besides, the food would do good to distract you from the dread swirling in your stomach. you flashed the server a quick smile before dragging your feet out the restaurant.

you threw your bag, coat, and shoes to the ground as you walked into your apartment, uncaring of where they ended up. you needed the couch, a movie, and the food you were carrying.

a few hours later, izuku showed up. you heard the door slide open and the jangle of his keys. his heavy sigh was familiar and it almost made you feel bad for feeling so angry about him missing this date. almost.

you made no move to greet him as he entered the living space, a big grin plastered on his face. "you look pretty."

the compliment was just salt on the wound, ironically. you hummed, remaining laser focused on your show.

he tugged off his white gloves and set them on the table. "what's got you all dressed up tonight, hmm?" he sat next to you, running his hands up and down your arm.

you just handed him one of the takeout boxes. "want some?" you said dryly.

"what's this—? oh, i recognize the name of this restaurant..." he surveyed the box in his hands, his voice becoming quieter as he sunk into his thoughts. "oh."

you got off the couch.

"oh." he repeated, staring at the takeout box incredulously. "baby, don't tell me tonight was—"

"it was." you said simply, walking into the bedroom. you couldn't bear to look at him.

"fuck." you heard him hiss. a light thudding followed as he hurried after you. "y/n, god, i'm so sorry—don't tell me you went there alone—"

"izuku, i don't care anymore." you turned around abruptly, making him skid to a halt before you. his expression read shock. "i don't."

he slumped and inched closer to you. "no, don't say that—"

"you don't give me a reason to care anymore." you laughed wryly though your lips trembled. "i—" your breath hitched and you turned away from him.

his voice sounded watery as he tried to turn your body to face him again. "i'm so sorry, there was a hangout at the agency after work today and... shit, i totally forgot—"

"a fucking party?" you snapped. "you blew off the date you and i planned for months in advance because we never get to spend time together anymore to hang out with the same goddamn people you see every single day?"

he groaned. "i know, i know—"

"you don't know, izuku." your voice quivered. "you don't, okay?" you sobbed.

he was stunned to silence, unsure of how to right something so horribly wrong.

"you don't know what it's like to always be waiting. i'm always waiting for you. you always have something better to do." you sobbed, sitting on the edge of the bed. you really didn't want to have this conversation with him; you knew you'd break down sobbing. you thought it would've been best if he didn't come back home at all.

he knelt beside you, resting his head where your knees hung over the bed. he stared up at your heartbroken face with tears threatening to flow. "there is nothing that deserves my time more than you." he said firmly.

"you say that as if it's true." you said quietly. "but you don't even..." you looked away from him to reign in your emotions.

he frowned deeply. he knew it was all his fault. you reminded him this morning and he still forgot. you had no reason to believe the words coming out of his mouth. that doesn't mean he's going to stop trying to prove them.

he rested his head against your stomach and wrapped his arms around you tightly. "you have every right to hate me right now, y/n. you've been lonely and overlooked and i haven't done anything to make things better."

you refused to look at him.

he tilted his head with hopes of catching your gaze. "y/n, i mean it. there's nothing that deserves my time more than you. anyone else would've left me. you've given me love and understanding with my hero work..." he choked on his words, finally facing the reality of his relationship. "and i've just taken it and left you behind."

you sniffled.

he stood, bending at the waist to kiss your forehead. "i love you. so much. it's time i start proving it, huh?"

your eyes flickered to his, questioning evident on your expression.

he smiled sadly. "japan has many heroes. i'm sure kacchan and todoroki can handle things without me for a while."

you huffed and rolled your eyes. "very funny. you're a hero, izuku, it's in your nature to shoulder everything." you pouted, guilt threatening to inhabit your thoughts.

he shook his head, cupping your cheeks in his hands. "i'm dead serious. the world doesn't need me everyday, you do. and i'll adjust my schedule to suit."

"but..." you groaned. "god, why do i feel guilty now?" you mumbled.

"stop it. you're not keeping me away from anything. this was long overdue. nothing would make me happier," he grinned and kissed you again before tackling you in a hug.

BAKUGOU

you left the restaurant without another word, feeling so sick to the stomach that you couldn't even bear to go home to the empty apartment.

you tried desperately to convince yourself that something important was holding him up. he didn't forget. he just had some life-threatening epic battle that he needed to attend to. he didn't forget.

you crashed at a friend's house for the night, after a very satisfying rant session about your dilemma. they were a great soundboard and didn't try to regulate your emotions. in a lot of cases, just letting your feelings fly free was the best way to cope with a situation out of your hands.

rrrring rrring

you saw the caller ID and was tempted to ignore the call. but your hands moved on their own, accepting it and putting the phone to your ear.

"y/n l/n." bakugou snarled on the other side. "where the fuck are you?"

"a friend's house."

"why?"

you shrugged, hoping your unbothered reaction would be translated across the phone. "wanted to be with someone last night after my boyfriend stood me up."

silence. a very long silence. you heard him cuss under his breath before he replied. "yesterday was our date."

you hummed.

"y/n. come home."

"i'm good here, really."

"i'm serious, come home."

"why? the off-chance of seeing you there?"

his voice grew more desperate. "y/n—" his breath caught in his throat. "i'm home. i'm waiting for you. we can do something today, maybe—"

"katsuki, you can't keep treating me like a test that you can make up whenever you fail the real thing. you're not there when it fucking matters." you snapped, your resolve crumbling as your eyes started to water.

he gave a weighted sigh. "you're right. i've been treating you like shit."

you scoffed.

"but you're always on my mind. every time i see you asleep when you were trying to wait up for me, i—" he inhaled deeply, trying to keep it together. "i'm not the best boyfriend. believe me, i know that. and i'm losing you... i can see that, too."

you waited.

he sniffed. "come home, y/n. please. i—"

you hung up. you tossed your phone aside and stretched. you gently wiped at your cheeks, realizing how many tears streaked them.

after thanking your friend for their hospitality, you decided to go home. you dreaded the conversation that awaited you. uncertainty riddled your thoughts; was this the end?

you opened the door and immediately heard pounding footsteps to meet you. bakugou stood there, looking uncharacteristically stressed and awkward.

you just gave him a passing glance as you slipped off your shoes, hanging your coat up. you walked past him, going to the washroom to refresh yourself with a much needed shower.

as the water ran down your skin, you began to feel guilty. he was a hero. he saved lives. and you were crying over a missed date with him? when his mere presence meant the safety of those around him?

no matter how valid your frustration and sadness was, you couldn't help the creeping guilt from overwriting your feelings.

you stepped out of the shower, then dressed comfortably for a night in. when you opened the bathroom door, he was waiting outside like a puppy.

you sighed. "i'm sorry." you finally said.

his neck snapped to look at you. "why the fuck are you apologizing?"

"you're a hero. i knew what i'd be signing up for when i got into a relationship with you—"

"are you crazy?" he growled, grabbing your cheeks and tilting your face to look at him. he searched your eyes with concern, as if there was something wrong with you. "you don't need to apologize. my being a hero is no excuse for the way i've been treating you."

you frowned. "but—"

"no." he pulled you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your head. "you—" he laughed dryly. "i can't believe you thought to apologize to me. you're really crazy."

you opened your mouth to say something, but he cut you off. "i'm so lucky to have you. seriously. i can't live without you and i will do everything to prove that from now on."

you pulled away and looked at him. "you better mean it."

he gave you a lopsided grin. "i do. thanks..." he trailed off.

you cocked your head to the side. "for...?"

he kissed you gently. "staying." he hugged you tightly, his next words barely a whisper, "i'm always gonna be there for you."

amidst a couple of tears, you believed him.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 7 months

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DATING TAMAKI AMAJIKI WOULD INCLUDE

• Mirio being grateful His best friend found someone who loves him for him and has patience for when he has his meltdowns.

• He freaks out over the top, so no long hugs or lingering kisses, which you’d be fine with because you don’t want to push him over the top.

But he also freaks out in crowds if he’s not holding your hand. The most he’s ok with in public on a normal day is just holding hands.

• Though in private is a different story, he will practically be attached by the hip to you, cuddling, kissing, and just holding each other.

• being an honorary big three member even if quirkless because they know how much you mean to Tamaki

• Late-night hangouts with the big three are one of the only times he would truly hold onto you and kiss you.

• The only other time possible would be if you got hurt during a villain attack. He would be on the verge of a mental breakdown the entire time and somehow blame himself for it.

• If you were to get hurt so badly you had to be in the hospital, he would now live in your hospital bed until they kicked him out.

• During mental breakdowns and panic attacks, you just try to keep calm and make sure he knows you are there and there is nothing to be afraid of.

• If he were ever to get insecure about your relationship, thinking you deserved better or someone more stable, you would just sit in a chair next to him, staring at the wall, and hold hands with him till he realized how much you loved him.

• Dates would most likely be at-home movie nights, game nights, or just spending quality time together, which honestly is way better than near people.

• being besties with Nejire and her always having a weekly hangout' day

• Forehead kisses are very rare during hangouts, along with neck kisses when you are alone.

• As someone who has many boundaries, he would never ever try to push past his s/o’s boundaries.

• In his absolute amazement, he found someone as great as you who loved him without any weird reasons, just because you loved him for him.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 9 months

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a little shy, a little timid

feat. tamaki note: a small piece on tamaki, his anxiety and his s/o contains: fluff, fem!reader total: 355

The love of your life is a little shy. But that’s okay.

He can’t order a meal at a restaurant because he can’t his words out and he hates parties. When he’s on the phone with someone, he tries to pass it off to you so he doesn’t have to deal with his heart pounding in his ear and the ringing in his head anymore. He hates meeting new people without you or his best friend to act as buffers. Though he’s quiet, he wants people to have a good first impression of him. When he’s too overwhelmed, he leans on the nearest wall to hide his face and practice breathing techniques that are guaranteed to work. Which is what everyone seems to say to work. He needs reassurance that he’s a worthy partner and hero as his confidence and self-esteem take a hit with every mistake he makes. He has a hard time accepting the praise of others. It becomes distorted and tainted in his mind, which makes it harder for him to warm up to people.

The love of your life requires time and patience. But that’s okay.

Despite all of this, he tries his best to be self-assured so that you can rely on him the way he does with you. He’s ready to support you whenever you need him, emotionally or physically. Whenever you’re having a bad day, he takes you on a late-night drive in case you need to vent or need a change of scenery. Your partner works hard on his skills as a hero to create a safer place for you to grow. Constantly thinking about your future together, like where you’ll live and future pets. He never undermines how hard you work because he knows how horrible it feels to have your self-esteem knocked and shattered to pieces. He never wants to be the reason you feel like that. Every day, he admires how much time and effort you pour into your craft, making sure the mistakes are barely visible to the average person.

Tamaki’s a little shy, a little timid. And that’s perfectly fine with you.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 10 months

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Panic Attack- Panicked Tamaki x Gn!Reader

Ahh finally got a Tamaki one out!! Man I don't pay my baby enough attention 🥺// I was going to wait to post until tomorrow, but I've been working on this all day -like 5-30 minutes of writing before doing something else- and just couldn't wait to give my baby some love.

After a hushed argument with Mirio people start gossiping about Tamaki, accusing him of things he's never done, and whispering horrible things around him. After having a panic attack, he makes it to his your dorm, where you comfort your distressed Tama. | 1,186 words | fluff/comfort

Warnings!: Mentions of gossiping, social anxiety, and a panic attack.

Tamaki is usually okay at school. As long as he didn't have to publicly speak, he left each room after the majority did, he had the availability to take a break, and most importantly, he had one of his best friends with him at all times. Even if it was just one, he honestly needed them to stay sane.

Today's been off. You got sick and so you had to stay home. And so Tamaki had to wait another ten minutes for Nejire to agree to take him to school. After they reached the door Nejire ran off to a meeting for the beauty pageant, leaving Tamaki alone in a semi-crowded hallway. Anxiety filled Tamaki as he kept his head down, walking on the sidelines, trying to find his locker and avoid interaction at all cost.

His breath got stuck in his throat as he ft a hand clasp his shoulder. He squeezed his eyes shut, trembling as he started growing smaller, sinking toward the floor.

"Tamaki! What's going on? Where's y/n?" A familiar warm voice hissed into his ear, causing him to calm down.

"Y-y/n sick." Tamaki muttered, opening his eyes and partially straightening his posture.

"Okay?! What about Nejire!" Mirio countered, concerned for his friend. And even though he was just trying to help, the raised voice and whispers around him made him want to hurl, so he quickly turned to a locker, pressing his forehead against the cool metal.

"S-she had a meeting.."

"And she just left you!?"

"Mirio please..."

"Did she?"

"Yes! Obviously." Tamaki hissed, anxiety overwhelming his senses as he listened to the whispers about Mirio's persistence.

"Tamaki.. here I'll take you to class."

"No thanks." After a few more moments to collect himself Tamaki moved off of the locker and made his way to class, anxiety a lot worse then normal.

For the rest of the day Tamaki avoided Mirio, feeling hurt by his concerned nagging. It would've been alright if it was just them, but all those students were around and heard. And boy did word spread.

Students whispered to one another all day, gossiping about how Tamaki and Mirio were fighting, and how Tamaki lashed out. The story was shared countless times, and each time the story became a little more stretched, finally reaching a point where they were saying that Tamaki and Mirio were screaming at one another and that Tamaki was being a total jerk and that his entire personality was fake.

As the last bell of the day rang Tamaki swallowed hard, heart beating rapidly. As he waited for the students to shuffle back to their dorms he panicked as he realized that a lot of students were staying behind -watching him. As he felt their stares rake his body, panic set in, causing him to softly hyperventilate. Standing up, he shook as he started walking to the door, elvish ears picking up all of the students whispering.

"Look! That's the kid who tried to beat up Togata!"

"I heard that he's a pervert with a body count over 40. Stay away from him."

"I'mma beat that punk up for messing with Togata!"

"Hey.. isn't he that tentacle freak?"

"He's so pathetic looking! He'll never score a girl!"

"He's so.. ugly."

Tamaki's face flushed as his heart slammed against his chest, making it hard to breathe. The whispering made his head spin as tears pricked at his eyes.

Continuing to walk, he desperately tried to calm his breathing as he felt a massive panic attack evade his senses. It only worsened as people surrounded him, some giving him looks and whispering to each other.

The attention only made his panic attack worse, causing his hands to shake. Walking out to the entrance, he swiftly made his way to the dorms, not noticing Nejire calling after him.

"Darnit Amajiki what's your problem?" She called, pouting as she watched him go.

You grabbed another tissue, blowing your nose. After discarding it into the trash next to your bed, you continued to scribble at your homework, frowning as you erased your answer yet again.

In your deep concentration, you didn't notice your boyfriend's your door being opened and closed. Nor did you notice your boyfriend sinking to the floor, hugging his knees to his chest, tears finally falling down his face, limbs shaking.

After another half hour or so you finally noticed Tamaki as he crawled into his your bed, moving to be semi-close to you.

"Oh- when did you get here Baby?" You ask, smiling down at him as he moves his head to your shoulder.

"Just barely.."

You could tell by his voice and how he pitifully nuzzled his nose into your neck that something was off.

"Tama baby, what happened?" You coo, setting aside your work.

"Nothing.. just another day." His voice sounded heavy, and slightly cracked, something was definitely wrong.

"Love.. look at me." You whisper, gently grasping his face to hold in your hands, rubbing a thumb over his cheek.

You smiled sadly as he looked up at you, tears in his eyes and past stains marking his beautiful face. "Oh hunny what happened?" You ask softly, wiping away his tears.

"....."

"My love, it will be easier to let it out then hold it in. Trust me, I'm safe. It's just us. Just you, and me. Your y/n."

"Bunny am I ugly!? A-am I some freak because of my quirk!? D-d-d- Doyouactuallywanttobewithme!?" (Do you actually want to be with me) Tamaki sobbed, burying his head into your chest, clinging to you desperately.

"Baby! How- how could you think any of those horrid things!? You're not ugly, you're gorgeous, in no way are you a freak! If we're talking about your quirk, you have an amazing one! And of course I want to be with you! You're perfect for me! I couldn't never, and would never want to love anyone else but you! You, my adorable, shy, romantic, and gorgeous baby! What's got you thinking these things Bub?!"

Tamaki cried as he clung to you, still shaking. "I-it's a long story my love.."

"And I want to hear every bit of it."

You held him all night, and after a while he stopped sobbing and spent the rest of the night thanking and complimenting you, telling you how much he dearly loved you, and named every little thing he loved about you until he fell asleep, nuzzled into your arms. Tamaki ended up getting sick with you, so you spent days cozied in bed with one another, binging shows, telling stories, and simply just talking.

After you got better you had some harsh words with Mirio and Nejire, making them promise to apologize and he a lot more considerate. Afterwards, you had them help knock down the rumors and chew out anyone who whispered about Tamaki, and especially the ones who helped blow them out of porportion. They were quite willing to listen with three powerful year three students breathing down their necks.

When Tamaki got back into school he was surprised -and relieved- to find multiple apology notes stuffed into his locker, and many from Miro and Nejire in person.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 11 months

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my headcannons for tamaki amajiki

an? i was projecting … just a little bit tho. a little smidget🤏🏾. but he dont get enough content and im suing the mha fandom for this !! and i had to throw in some black hcs, it was inveitable request are open

- my husband

- you not finna sit here and tell me he dont got some corny jokes stuck up in his head. his best friend is MIRIO, i know he got some jokes floating around in that noggin, but he’s too shy to say them out loud in fear that: nobody gonna laugh or get the jokes. but on a rare occasion he tells mirio and neijere.

- if he knows he got to meet somebody new, like when he got intern for fatgum, he writes out what he wanna say and practices in his mirror for hours on end. one time mirio popped through the mirroir while tamaki was pratatcing and left with a broken nose.

- he snoops out all the spots where he could sneak off and hide at lunch or when he feelings overwhelmed

- if he doesnt like a certain type of food, he gonna find a way to make it taste better. so because of this he got some weird food combinations that are unappeling to the eye, but tatse soooooo goood. he brings his combinatons to fatgum so he could try them out and get feedback.

- most definitelyyyyyyy watches cooking shows with fatgum and kiri, once he’s comfortable enough. and he really gets into with the commentary. has a strange obsession with hell’s kitchen. he always get so into the show during the finale, planning out the restaurant desgins with the contestant and his menus too.

- relationship headcannons or wtv

- he stares at you doing simple things a lot. you could really be doing anythinggg and this man you be in a tranceee, because like how you, a star who sines so bright, be with him, he would never know.

- he a romantic. he always dreamed of sweeping or getting sweeped off his feet, and falling hopelessly in love. he got a list of romantic things he wants to do. and now that hes in a relationship its the perfect time to cross some things (hopefully all) off of his list. he didnt tell you about it you found the notebook while yall were studying in his room. without him knowing and took a picture off it so you could help it come true. (AHHHH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YALL)

- one time he seen matching butterly pins and got them because he wanted to match with you.

- we all know this but, he very shy when it come to PDA. so expect a lot of lingering touches, locking pinkey, occaisonal hand holding if he feeling bold that day, tends to hold on to your cholthing/accessories because he doesnt wanna drift to far apart from you, and noticed when you startoing wearing things that were easier for him to grab and fell more in love

- but in private???? he’s a needy baby, greedy for some TLC. hes very shy to initiate it at first, but you could see the longing look in his eye and cuddle up to him. but once he comfortable enough he is start doing trying to inatate it.

- omg if you have piercings or tattoos or anything of the sort, you could always find hims absentmindedly messing with the piercing or lightly tracing the tattoo, if youre okay with it of course. and if you want him to

- isnt really good at comforting people with his words so he tries with his actions. so if you come to him sad he has this whole sections of things dedicated to making you happier in his closet.

- when you came through with a different hairstly (braids, a wig, change of color, haircut ect.) he was stuck. stuck. stuck. cause omg omg omg you look so good. poor baby is stuck stuttering out compliments. one time you asked him to take pictures during golden hour. babes … why would you think he could do that idk buttt he tried and they all came out blurry, but a cute blurry

- loves loves lovessss putting oil in your hair !! it always leaving the room smelling nice and it seems to relax you so win win. loves watching you stretch your hair out too. its just so satisfying to watch you do your hair.

- he knew about some black foods from watching the shows, but he didnt know know until you cooked for him. baby wanted to get down on a knee and marry you after that first bite. now he always look forward to when you cook for him. but if you cant, you’ve got a great teacher to start learining how. he always wanted to cook with his s/o

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obsessedlittleotaku · 11 months

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Tamaki Amajiki - Balanced

Summary - You and Tamaki have just gotten home from an event to which Tamaki thinks went horrible with how he usually is when it comes to being in public. You of course disagree and balance him out.

WC - 1,638

Being a Pro Hero in Japan isn’t a job you can just “clock-in, and then clock-out” of. After you graduated U.A. and put your hero suit on for the first time, you signed an imaginary contract with the people of Japan, vowing, whole-heartedly devoting yourself to protecting its wellbeing, no matter what the cost may be…

You became more than just another contracted worker because your hero identity is linked with your personal life in every single way that you can imagine. That means that in addition to saving people, you act as a role model and a figurehead - a symbol of the society’s insurmountable strength, its unwillingness to submit to wrongdoing, and blah, blah, blah.

Long story short, being a Pro Hero meant that you have to make a lot of appearances to keep your image. Not that you mind doing that though; you live for the excitement of being a hero.

The people of Japan are the reason you decided to be a hero, after all.

It only makes sense that you want to be near them.

Press briefings, autograph sessions, agency dinners and parties - those are the events where you thrived.

Your husband of 6 years, Tamaki, on the other hand, didn’t and still doesn’t really share your affinity for large gatherings. Tamaki has gotten better at making public appearances over the years, that much is very certain.

Then again, just about anything is better than the “duck-and-run-for-cover” approach to basically any and all conversations and interactions with other people that he sported back in your high school days at U.A.

There’s still a very well-defined line to just how much socialization with other people he can handle before he implodes though.

Nowadays, he can at least take a compliment or 2 without bursting out into nervous shakes.

Anything more than that though, he’s a goner… unless it’s you giving the compliments, anyway. All he does then is become a nervous, blushing mess who can’t even get a full coherent sentence out of his mouth.

Regardless of your differences when it comes to dealing with people, both you and Tamaki agree on one thing, and that one thing is that the best part of any night after an event is coming home.

Home. A place where you can get away from the prying eyes. A place where it’s easy to relax.

Home is where both of you don’t have to worry about the public seeing you or what they would think about you.

Your small, but big enough for the 2 of you, home in the outskirts of the city is your safe zone, a place where you can be as social or antisocial as you want or need to be.

It’s also really nice to have Tamaki to yourself for a while, considering the fact that the agency seems very hellbent on scheduling the 2 of you on totally different shifts for patrols.

Maybe it’s because of the fact that they’re afraid of the 2 of you “canoodling” on the job or something.

All you do know is that you don’t get to spend nearly enough time together anymore, not like you used to before both of you became full fledged Pro Heroes.

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Making it home from yet another drawn-out, dull event should be cause for celebration, complete with relieved smiles and the formal attire that the 2 of you are wearing to be tossed aside carelessly.

This time however, something’s off.

You and Tamaki enter your house, you closing the front door behind you before tossing your heels to the side, sighing in relief at not having to wear them anymore.

Tamaki however, fumbles with his tie, yanking it loose with a frustrated grunt before throwing himself haphazardly onto the bed. He doesn’t even spare you a glance while he does so…

That’s very concerning to you, considering, Tamaki always looks at you at some point.

He can’t keep his eyes off of you most of the time.

“Tamaki?” You ask out of concern, sitting on the edge bed beside him. “Everything alright baby?”

It takes a second, but he leans his cheek against the comforter, reluctantly turning his head to meet your gaze. His face is all scrunched up, his eyes and the corners of his mouth are marked by the creases that you’ve become well-acquainted with over the years that you’ve been together.

The worry-lines on his face speak volumes to you, even when Tamaki himself doesn’t.

In his eyes, you see so many emotions.

Self-doubt, frustration, embarrassment just to name a few.

“Is this about the party?” you ask as you reach over to him, running your fingers through his messy hair.

The subtle twitch of his lips is all the response you need to your question.

“Why are you upset?” you ask him. “You did great.” you smile.

“Don’t lie to me…” he responds softly.

“I’m not lying.” you say, shaking your head, slightly offended at the accusation.

“You did absolutely amazing Tama. You looked so confident standing in front of all those people - you didn’t even stutter, slouch or frown even once.” you smile as you absentmindedly brush some of the hair off of his forehead and out of his eyes, tucking it behind his ear.

His expression softens a bit from your kind words, but you then decide that you need to give him a little bit of a hard time - in your opinion, it’s what he gets for questioning your honesty.

“The only reason I knew that you were nervous was when you gave me that little look near at the end of the night - you know, the one where your eyes said, ‘Oh God, (Y/N) get me out of here, please.’”

“I tried to find Mirio so that people would bother him instead,” he groans out, obviously not pleased by your teasing. “But they just keep talking to me - asking all sorts of questions about my hero name, my quirk, my-” you cut his rambling off.

“That’s because they really liked you Tamaki.”

You see that your words catch him off guard as he bites his lip, looking like he wants to disagree with your claims, but you continue on before he even gets the chance.

“I’m telling you the truth Tama, - you charmed the pants off of everyone there.”

A devious grin curls at your lips before you continue. “Especially that one reporter.”

“I was thinking that I was going to have to tell her off for getting too close to my man, seeing as she was practically drooling over you.”

Your comment makes him squeak out some incomprehensible gibberish as he rolls onto his side, turning away from you so that his nose is pressed up against the headboard of the bed awkwardly.

Now, even though you can’t see his face, you can definitely see the very distinct tinge of pink that creeps up the back of his neck and ears.

You smirk smugly at that. “What, you seriously didn’t notice?”

Ever so slowly, you inch closer to him, not stopping until he’s sandwiched between you and the wall. He’s stuck and he can’t go anywhere, but in reality, it’s his own fault for cornering himself.

You lean over his shoulder, pressing your face into his neck, taking an evil delight in the way that he shivers. “‘Your quirk is so unique, Suneater.’” you purr into his ear, which causes him to shiver even more as your words as the blush on his cheeks darkens even more.

Your imitation of the woman that you're talking about from the party isn’t even close to what she had sounded like while she was talking to Tamaki, but frankly, that’s the last thing on your mind right now.

In fact, you’re too focused on the way Tamaki’s breathing hitches in his throat at your words and how close your body is to his.

“‘Oh please Suneater, won’t you tell me how your quirk works? I’m such a big fan, so I just have to know how it works.’”

The lewd moan you add on at the end of the sentence is what gets him to twist around, his face a deep, beet red color.

You move your face over to stare into his eyes for a second before seizing the opportunity that you're given, crashing your lips onto his before he can do or say anything in response to what you had just said.

The 2 of you fall into an all too familiar rhythm.

Your hands tangle into his hair while his settle at their usual spot at your waist.

You and Tamaki may have very different personalities, but there is no denying that the 2 of you just fit. The 2 of you keep each other balanced.

You’re impulsive whereas he’s cautious, squeezing your sides when you get to carried away, easing you into a slower tempo.

He’s serious whereas you’re playful, gently nipping at his lips between gasps, savoring every noise that it earns from him.

The result is something perfectly balanced, unhurried, yet brimming with passion and love.

You pull away just a little light headed, and whether your lightheadedness is a consequence of the kiss or the man in front of you is just about anyone’s guess.

You tug at his hair, angling his face upward so that you can drag your lips along the underside of his jaw.

As you do this, you don’t miss the way that he peers down at you with furrowed brows.

“You got something to say, Tama?” you ask, smiling against the skin of his neck.

“You’re…” he squeaks out. “Y-You’re a t-terrible person (Y-Y/N)...” he finishes.

“Yup. The absolute worst.” You smirk up at him before you start to kiss his neck again, to which he doesn’t protest too, surprisingly.

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obsessedlittleotaku · 11 months

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MY Girlfriend (Tamaki Amajiki x F!Reader)

Whenever you were called away for your work-study, both you and Tamaki had to accept that you could be gone for a couple of days or a couple of weeks. Every time you were away, Tamaki kept his phone in his hand whenever he could help it. He didn’t know when you were busy, if he were to text you while you were busy doing work then you could get distracted and something could fall on your head, or a villain can find you, or shoot you, or a bomb could go off, or your mentor might yell at you for having your phone on. This is why he rather be the one to check his messages around the clock, just in case he missed a vibration.

He would rather be the one to wait until you text him at the end of your work period to talk about your days, even if it was when he’d barely put down his suitcase in his dorm in the earliest hours of morning. No matter how many white hairs he gets, it will always be worth it when he gets those clusters of messages saying when you were coming back to him. Every time he reread those messages, the knots in his body became looser.

Within the next twenty-four hours, you were all his.

Whenever he could, Tamaki checked his phone, giving it a light squeeze whenever he saw an update on your whereabouts. He couldn’t contain his smile when he read the text saying you were on the second-to-last train on your way back while he walked from the lockers to class. Nejire had no problem loudly asking questions about the messages, which put unwanted attention on him from people wanting to know when you would be back from your two-week mission. He was proud to say that he didn’t go out of his way to hide his face with the wall, instead he simply used the cellphone to shield his eyes.

You were going to be on campus before the last class ended. When school is over, Tamaki is going to run to the P.E. Grounds and you two will spend the rest of the day together.

That’s all Tamaki hoped for. You two could take a stroll around the quiet parts of campus; or catch up on your tv show; or put a movie on while catching up; honestly anything you wanted to do with your time back, even if it was just taking a nap, Tamaki would be on board with. As long as you were here with him, he’s good.

When he went around the bricked corner of the gym building and saw the small crowd of people circling around what was supposed to be your reunion spot, his hopes were dashed. It seems that word spread around about your arrival, and the first and second years had beat him to it. He could hardly see you from where he was standing, but he was able to hear the constant questions from the younger students. Tamaki’s heart raced just looking at the tight-knit crowd, he didn’t want to imagine how suffocating your spot was right now. You probably couldn’t see him with how tall the other students are. He hid behind the wall, thinking in a minute the press-conference would be over.

However, as time passed, they did not let up on their questioning. Tamaki peaked past the corner, wishing the, now gapping, crowd was gone, and in those gaps he could see you. You weren’t in either uniform and your hair was a bit sloppier than normal, after all there were only so many things you can pack for a two week mission before it was too bulky to keep around. You had a few gauze pads and bandages on your head and your arms from the stories that you told him about, but when he looked downward his eyes widened.

You still had your suitcase with you.

You didn’t have the chance to put your stuff down and you’ve been getting hounded for the past, who knows how long?

Tamaki swallowed the lump in his throat and went around the crowd to the gap on your right side. He kept his gaze down as he grabbed the handle of your suitcase, he couldn’t freeze up now. Tamaki placed his left hand on your furthest shoulder and felt it tense–

“Tamaki!” He didn’t look up, but the delight in your voice gave him a butterfly or two in his stomach. Tamaki started to guide you away from the students.

“Wait, come back!”

“Where are you taking her?”

“Amajiki, where are you going?”

“You didn’t finish the story!”

Tamaki kept his head down, but found the courage to pause and glance up at the students. “I’m sorry, but she just came home and hasn’t had the time to put her things down. She worked for two weeks and is probably exhausted.” Tamaki turned to you. There was a smile on your face. It was small, proud, and made him feel like he could accomplish anything. He turned back to the younger students, “she might be your upperclassmen, but she’s MY girlfriend.”

The crowd tensed up, and Tamaki put his attention back down to your suitcase. The group then started saying how they were sorry for being inconsiderate of your time. Tamaki took that as his cue to finally take you away to rest.

“Amajiki!” Tamaki paused, hearing Kirishima’s voice. “What you did just now was really manly!”

His face was getting hotter under the gold sky. He gave your shoulder a light squeeze, wondering why he had to say that last part out loud.

“I’m taking my girlfriend home!”

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When you were away from the admiring hero course students, you told Tamaki that you really just wanted to lie down in your own bed, after two weeks of work. Tamaki had no problem setting up your room with food and entertainment for the rest of the afternoon, while you took a shower and got comfortable.

Now here you are lying down, catching up with your sweetheart of a boyfriend, while the tv plays in the background. You paused from playing with Tamaki’s hand, smiling at what happened only a couple of hours before.

“You know, it was really hot– the way you were all intimidating and protective of me…”

Tamaki ran his free hand up to cover his eyes and his flushed skin. “It was… fine– what do you mean intimidating?”

“You scared them with your intense gaze, I’m pretty sure they’re going to have nightmares, but you did a good job- saving me,” you continued with a playful tone.

Tamaki took a deep breath and moved the hand from his pink face. His eyes met yours briefly, traveled around the room, then went back to your face. “I really missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

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