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cielcius · 3 years

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CUDDLING (BNHA, HQ, & JJK) | HEADCANONS PT. I

includes: akaashi k., gojo s., iida t., itadori y., iwaizumi h., kageyama t., kaminari d., kirishima e., kita s., midoriya i., monoma n., takami k. (hawks), tamaki a., tsukishima k., ushijima w.

from the writer: oh yes, the classic cuddling hcs 😌 this is going to be interesting and yes mashups with all three fandoms will probably come a lot from me, might do a part 2 dk yet

notes & warnings: cursing, mentions of kissing, cuddling pt.II

Akaashi:

he’s lowkey hesitant to get close to you because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable

but don’t worry y’all, he’s a fast learner 😌 all you have to do is guide him

and at the beginning of your relationship, he was determined to make sure that he stayed respectful to your boundaries

but after particularly long cuddle session where neither of you wanted to get out of bed to do anything remotely productive, that ideal was thrown out the window

not that he doesn’t respect your boundaries still, its just that he’s become more accustomed to physical touch that wasn’t getting tackled by Bokuto in a sweaty bear hug after winning an intense match

his hands also run really cold, pls hold them and kiss his fingertips 🥺

Gojo:

this man will👏not👏hesitate👏to pull you flush against his chest

if your back is turned to him, he will personally manhandle you and turn you around because he wants to see your ✨face✨

he also just wants to sneak in butterfly kisses all over your face without having to move that much cause he’s lazy once he gets in bed

he will jump you at least once a week and trap you under him until he either has work to do or is hungry

but if he falls asleep, i’m praying that you don’t have to go to the bathroom 😔 because you’re not getting up for a while

poke his cheeks when he smiles, trust me they’re really soft and squishy ☺️

Iida:

he would know the concept of cuddling but at the same time, he’d have to look it up to know what it is exactly.

ahem, care for a demonstration sir? because Y/n will gladly show you what cuddling is

yes, he was very rigid at first and you lowkey have to manhandle him and yes, to this day he still does not know what exactly to do when you demand cuddles

but let me tell you, when it’s lights off and you’ve ascended from the conscious world, he’s a different man 😳

like he’s bringing you in close, nuzzling his nose up against the nape of your neck (he likes back hugs) and he’s lowkey kinda handsy but he’s actually just trying to find a spot that’s comfortable for the both of you 🥺

rub his back, it really eases the tension of being class president

Itadori:

omg he’s such a cute smiley boy 🥺

he really loves giving hugs and physical touch is just his love language so the whole time he’s snuggling up against you like he can’t get enough of you (spoiler: he can’t 😉)

you guys would definitely be talking face-to-face

if you’re too tired or just aren’t much of a talker in the first place, then he’ll be ranting about his day while throwing in some inside jokes making you both giggle under a heap of blankets

if he’s really tired from training with Gojo, come cuddle time, he will knock the fuck out like he just died for the second time (Sukuna was this 🤏 close to taking over but Itadori really said ‘you thought, bitch’ and rose from the dead for the second time)

plant a little kiss on his nose every now and then for a smile, trust me it’s worth it 🥺

Iwaizumi:

cuddle sessions most definitely come in the early mornings or late nights when Iwaizumi’s schedule is finally clear of volleyball training or anything of the relation

because once he gets in bed, it’s really hard for him to not fall asleep

but if you’re both lucky, you’ll be able to talk about your day

and oh my god, kiss his jawline because there’s no way he can hide his blush when your faces are that close

he has a small bed that only big enough to fit him but when you’re there, he’s pretty much on his knees and thankful for getting practically being forced to hold you really close to him so your limbs get all tangled and at that point, there’s no need for blankets

oooh big arms use his biceps as pillows 😴

Kageyama:

also very stiff, it’s like you’re laying next to a tall rock with arms. well, only until you try spooning him with you as the big spoon, that’s where it’s at for him

he feels a sense of comfort and security with you hugging him from behind,

with volleyball he’s lowkey traumatized from his teammates just not being there for him, until high school when everything good came, including you 🥺

i feel like he wouldn’t be able to exactly stay still unless he’s sleeping

but even then he kinda moves in his sleep too so in order to not disturb you too much while you’re sleeping, he’ll play with your hair and just twirl it around or run his fingers through it

but lay on his chest and you’ll hear how fast his heartbeat is because he’s nervous

Kaminari:

okay this one is a classic smooth guy facade

because under all those flirty puns is a nervous little baby who isn’t really sure how comfortable you are with him in order for you guys to cuddle

so yes, the first few times you are getting a little static shock, especially when you guys tried to kiss once but now he does it on purpose just to mess with you haha

he sees this as the perfect time to tell you his horrible pick up lines that he looks up almost every night like a routine

he just loves to hear you laugh and you’re just so beautiful that it makes him quiet because he’s so entranced and in love with you 🥺

you can hear little giggles in your ears when you skim his sides because he’s ticklish there

Kirishima:

oh you have to be careful with this one, he falls asleep really easily

not that he doesn’t want to be with you or that he’s bored, he just works himself really hard everyday and he deserves the world 🥺

if you guys are spooning with your back towards him, he will scoot up and down in bed until he’s in range of your neck and ✨bite✨

not hard enough to draw blood but enough to maybe leave a mark (i mean i wouldn’t complain 😌) dw he kisses any pain away after

but what really relaxes him the most is when you brush through his hair, and it’s so fricken soft? like um, sir? your conditioner brand: hand it over 🤲 and if you throw in a little scalp massage, he’ll definitely fall asleep to that

kiss the scar on his eye and tell him he’s beautiful rn 😠

Kita:

showing emotions? what’s that? like when you’re with this man, ninety-nine percent of the time he’s like 😐

he never really shows what he actually feels so it’s a bit hard to tell if he actually wants to cuddle with you or if he just feels forced to

but he does want to!! he’s just not exactly sure how to initiate such an intimate act because it’s not exactly something his grandmother taught to him nor is there a book on it but he will always try his best, especially for you <3

he’s constantly asking you if you’re okay with every move he makes, every move, until you stop him to firmly reassure him

i think that would definitely be a turning point in your relationship because of your reassurance and now he feels secure enough to do whatever he needs to do in order to express what he’s feeling

let him lay on you, he really just likes the feeling of you against him

Midoriya:

he looks like a strawberry, yk with green hair and a very bright red face

he can’t believe how close you guys are like omg should he put his hands here? oh shit that’s your ass, uh, maybe he should try here, oh but you’re ticklish there

he will think into it so much he could probably write a book on what to do and what not to do when cuddling (ik a few other characters in this post could definitely use it)

but when you place a hand on his arm to calm him down, oh man i’m surprised he’s still alive from the amount of blood that just rushed to his face

and i mean the first time cuddling was cute and everything but confident midoriya? dude i will 👏eat👏that👏shit👏up so fucking fast omg years into your relationship he’s a different man, and he just feels so comfortable being around you that he just throws his entire body onto you and he won’t care if you complain (you’re not complaining but ykyk)

his scars, kiss his scars and this man will be head over heels for you like he wasn’t already 😤

Monoma:

give him words of affirmation, 👏give👏him👏words👏of👏affirmation,

please he gets downgraded almost everyday when he deserves so much love 🥺 he looks to you for reassurance that he’s doing everything right

(oh my god this man has my heart💕 i’m sorry haha) but he’ll have a lot of blankets in his room, especially fluffy and weighted ones so his bed doesn’t feel so empty when you’re not there.

but like, that doesn’t change when you’re there either so i hope you can handle the heat

there will probably be really soft conversation between you two and sometimes you can hear little fragments and words coming from him when he’s sleeping (one time you heard your name loud and clear and let’s just say that you’ve never been more flustered)

you’ll hear little hums of content when you gently rub at his injuries because your touch is really soothing to him

Takami:

he’s really playful when you guys are cuddling and it’ll probably take a long day at work for him to completely become relaxed and still with you

if you’re facing each other, he likes to sneak a feather or two out and tickle you from behind

so definitely don’t face him but even then, he’ll get you from behind himself and most of your cuddle sessions will definitely contain a tickle war somewhere in there

but when he’s really tired out, there will be no funny business coming from him

he’ll near collapse on top of you on your guys’ couch before you can even think about moving to the bedroom, and he’s heavy so y’all might end up sleeping there for the night

when you rub inbetween his eyebrows, his stress physically goes away and he’s eternally thankful 😌

Tamaki:

oh gosh he’s basically a tomato that’s ready to explode

he’s already nervous just being in your mere presence but now that you’re less than an inch away? pfft, next thing you know, y’all be like: 🚑

his stutter will lowkey increase but you can only tell when he talks

because otherwise, he’s too nervous to talk so you kinda have to tell him that you guys don’t have to do anything but relax

but he’ll slowly ease into it and may even show some pda but it’s subtle: pressing his forehead against your shoulder, reaching out to skim his hand against yours, sometimes even linking a finger or two

and literally anything you do will make him flustered haha

Tsukishima:

i’m telling y’all, he loves loves loves despises cuddling or any physical affection of the sort

like try to hug him and he’ll legit swerve to the side of you or hold you arms length away with a hand against your forehead, like dude wtf 😐

fear not 😌 he is a softie on the inside

but at the same time he’ll still find a way to act tsundere about it even when he’s cradling your head against his chest (it’s so you don’t see the obvious smile on his face while he’s doing it)

he messed with you when you tried to indirectly tell him that you wanted to cuddle for the first time but we all know that on the inside, he’s literally grasping at straws for a lick of another human’s touch (it’s the love songs he’s always listening to 😔)

compare hand sizes with him omg he’s still so fricken smug even with that faint blush on his face

Ushijima:

🗿 pfffft this is the first emoji i think of when i think about him, don’t attack me, i don’t know why. it kinda just looks like him?

uh, chile anyways, he’s surprisingly soft for a sturdy person (dunno maybe it’s all those muscles)

he’s also pretty stern most of the time but when you’re in his arms: aha ha, what is the real world when you’re right there?

he feels like he can finally relax but cuddling the first time was kinda awkward ngl

he will throw at least one limb over you just to keep you from rolling away if something pulls you away or if you tend to move in your sleep, whether it’s an arm around your waist or a leg just thrown randomly over your entire body (man is flexible 😳), he’s not letting you go anywhere

he blushes every time you nuzzle your nose into his chest. his soul: ascending

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duskamethyst · 3 years

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spoiled.

a/n: i know i’ve been neglecting my hq bbs ever since i’ve watched bnha. this is my past work that i’ve deleted so some of you may have read this– the plot is still the same but i’ve edited some parts (it was dreadful because i don’t enjoy re-reading my work).

word count: 1.5k

genre: smut, nsfw

warnings: masturbation, thigh riding, overstimulation, face fucking

pairing: oikawa x f!reader

summary: bothering your boyfriend oikawa during his phone call may or may not be such a bad idea.

“uh... yeah?” oikawa speaks through the phone with his best bud, iwaizumi.

“n-no.. really, i’m listening.” he continues as his other hand tugs your hair just gently so he wouldn’t hurt you. your boyfriend relaxes further into the couch, eyes closed, throwing his head back and letting out a frustrated sigh.

you, on the other hand, are already bruising your knees on the carpet. tongue skilfully wrapping around his veiny cock, licking away his salty precum and deliberately teasing the slit of the tip. he groans lowly, brows furrowed as his eyes show no amusement while you stare back at him innocently (as much as you can despite having his cock inside your mouth) from between his thighs.

oikawa didn’t force you into this, you just thought it would be fun to embarrass him once in a while and getting caught doing such lewd things over the phone would definitely do the trick, right?

“hey, i’ll call you back. someone is desperate for cock.” he chuckles breathily. “not that i blame her, though.”

…or maybe it just feeds his ego more.

“OI– WHAT–” you hear the other shout through the phone, followed by a beep as oikawa quickly hangs up the call so he could leave no room for further arguments. the heavy pants rolling off from your boyfriend’s tongue should’ve given it away though surprisingly iwaizumi didn’t catch on, or maybe he just decided to shrug it off.

oikawa roughly grabs you by the back of your head and bucks his hips towards your face and sticks his cock further down your throat. the abruptness is making you choke and your nails are digging into his thighs but he ruthlessly remains to face fuck you with no intention to give you a second to breathe.

tears are prickling in your eyes as you work on your gag reflex and your scalp begins to sting from his grip. through oikawa’s half-lidded eyes, they display admiration and lust; having you between his thick thighs, balls slapping against your chin and your pretty lips wrapping around his throbbing cock like you’re aching for him and only him. he notices your hand reaching down to your already bare cunt for relief as you begin to relax and let him take control. you look so needy under him and it fuels his arousal more.

“you’re gonna be a good girl and swallow all of it, won’t you?”

you hum as a reply before his hips pick up the pace to push him to edge. oikawa lolls his head back, mouth parting with chants of ‘fuck yeah’s and praises before you feel his cock pulses and fills warm load of semen inside your mouth. panting, oikawa slowly pulls out his cock and smears your lips with a bit of his cum while you try your best to swallow the salty load and making sure not to spill a single drop.

“such a good girl,” he smiles approvingly before playfully tugging to a frown, “but i can’t accept what you did.”

“are you gonna punish me, sir?” you reply coyly, licking your lips.

“that shouldn’t be a question,” he pulls up his shorts and chuckles when he sees the disappointment on your face. “aw, how much do you want it, princess?”

you look up at him adoringly as your hands caress his muscular thighs, sending little shivers down his spine. “i want it so bad.”

oikawa taps his chin with his finger, humming as he pretends to think.

“but i don’t think you deserve it, cutie.” he coos. “all that teasing and only i ended up being the one to get off.”

“please, tooru? i’ll be good.” you plea innocently as you stand up and turn around from him before straddling one of your boyfriend’s thighs and putting your weight down for the pressure you need to soothe the ache between your thighs.

oikawa would be lying if his cock doesn’t twitch when he feels your wet cunt pressing against his thigh. but he’s a bit egoistic for his own good so he chooses to not act on it just to give you the punishment that you deserve.

“if you want it so badly, why don’t you do it yourself?” he challenges.

you begin to create friction in search of relief by moving your hips against his solid thigh. oikawa’s gaze is burning holes from your back, observing as you move before your juices slowly begin to drip on his skin.

“you’re still teasing me, aren’t you?” he groans. “look how hard you make me.”

a needy mewl escapes your lips when oikawa puts your hand on the erection hiding in his pants. his hands then snake underneath your oversized shirt to grab your breasts, rubbing and pinching your hard nipples which causes you to increase your pace from the stimulation.

“does it feel good, princess?” he leans and breathes in your ear, sending more tickling sensation to your throbbing clit.

“s-so good..” you answer in breathy moans.

“are you gonna cum for me?” he teases by lightly licking your ear, ushering you to be driven further to the edge.

you silently nod, focused on chasing after your high while your hand rubs his hard cock through the thin fabric and subconsciously causes oikawa to moan in your ear. oikawa leans down to nip on the sensitive spot on your neck and it’s just enough to send you to a state of euphoria with your pussy gushing and fluttering around nothing.

“dirty girl. you’ve made such a mess.” he snickers as your limped body leans back on his toned chest, legs partly spread with your juices spilling all over his thigh.

“you did such a good job but you can still take this fat cock, right, cutie?”

oikawa tugs his pants down just enough to free his cock before he easily shifts you on top of him to line your quivering hole against his cock. he spreads your legs with his and he holds you with one arm while his other hand rubs his cock against your wet slit, coating the tip with your essence that sends a jolt through your body.

“t-tooru... wai– ah!” he cuts you off by slowly sliding his cock inside your soppy cunt and steadies his hips underneath.

“thought you wanted it so bad.” he hisses at the warmth engulfing him and his hands wrap on the sides of your waist to hold you in place before he starts to thrust into you. your body twitches and you whine from overstimulation but the feeling of his throbbing cock deliciously brushing against your walls gradually becomes pleasurable and you find your toes curling as your orgasm begins to build up quickly.

“you’re clenching down on me, princess.” he whispers on the crook of your neck as you tilt your head to the side, giving him space to plant chaste kisses on your skin. his hands wander around your body; one goes down to circle your swollen bud with his thumb while the other presses your mound as he continuously rams his cock inside you.

“y-you’re gonna make me cum.” you moan, hands tugging on a lock of his brown hair and eyes screwing shut, sensing the tip kissing your cervix with each of his deep thrusts and your lower stomach starts to tighten.

“yeah? you like that, cutie?” his pace becomes erratic, fingers flicking your clit and making your body tremble above him.

“yesyesyes. tooru–”

your walls convulse around his cock as he pushes you over the edge and your lips part open in a scream of his name as you are sent into an orgasm for the second time.

“that’s it, that’s it– hah– my pretty girl.” he breathes, hips jerking faster as he also feels that he’s getting close to reaching his climax. his pace starts to stutter and with one last snap of his hips, oikawa holds you tightly and fills you up with his cum.

chests are heaving, beads of sweat already glistening on both foreheads and his hot breath fans over your shoulder, planting chaste kisses before he pulls out his softening cock. you close your legs together and shift your body to the side, nuzzling against his chest and listen to his rapid heartbeat decline to its normal pace in silence before he speaks up.

“i love you but don’t you ever do that again or i’ll–” he caresses your hair while his other arm extends to reach his phone which he realizes he neglected for too long. it’s rather odd that iwaizumi didn’t call back some time later after he hung up, but he suddenly remembers that his phone has been on silent mode.

oikawa’s face drops when he brings the phone closer to his face. the screen lights up to show a string of notifications waiting for him. you glance at his screen and notice that he has 17 missed calls from the male with a bunch of curses in the text messages.

“he needs to find a girlfriend and stop bothering me.” he nags.

oikawa is definitely going to get an earful, but it’s all worth it.

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fabricated-misslieness · 3 years

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Hey, can you do a Dazai x Port Mafia Executive Male Reader. Where reader is Dazai former partner before he gets replace by Chuuya and instead of Chuuya coming for Q and fighting Lovecraft its reader instead. Readers ability is like Shigaraki from bnha.

Dazai Osamu x sadistic!male reader

Ngl I was a little confused cause the last time I watched bsd was months ago.

Also made the reader sadistic because yes. i forgot the reason

Part 2

Requested: Yes

Word Count: 3859

Warnings: Mentions of suicide (Dazai stuff ofc), angsty boi

“You want me to pair up with this rookie?” You gesture in the vague direction of Dazai. You know he’s there, but you don’t act like it.

Dazai huffs, offended by your words. He crosses his arms. You weren’t giving him the best impression and if you were going to be partners, he at least had to tolerate you enough to keep his head on his shoulders.

“Now, now,” Mori chides with a sweet tone. You don’t trust the guy, he may act kind, but you’re sure he hides something with that kindness. “He’s already a port mafia executive.” You roll your eyes, he was only one of them because he witnessed the old boss handing down his title ‘willingly’. You seriously doubted he did do it willingly, seeing as it was a mere few minutes before his death. That sort of coincidence belongs to a movie.

“Like I don’t know that.” You shake your head. “Fine, fine, I’ll be his partner. I only want to know what he can do. He has an ability, doesn’t he?”

You finally acknowledge his presence, turning to him and sizing him up. Dazai is flustered by the gesture, but he pretends to act calm and collected, something that works with that young poker face of his.

“Yes--” Mori is interrupted by the executive himself, who is eager to show off.

“Yes, I do.” Dazai replies, uncrossing his arms. “But what’s yours?”

You furrow your eyebrows. Abilities are wide and unique, ranging from psychological to physical to straight magic. Knowing your ability could be a part of his ability. You were to work together so he’d know either way, but at the moment, you wanted to know his weaknesses.

“That’s valuable information.” You crack your knuckles and stretch, pretending to prepare for a fight.

“No fighting in my office.” Mori reminds you. “Or the building, for that matter. One of your abilities is particularly destructive, and we don’t know what you could do. Go to the training area if you’re going to fight.”

You give both of them a smirk, “Who says I was going to fight? I was merely enjoying the look in Dazai’s eye.”

Dazai frowned, quickly fixing his composure. It’s true, he was a little intimidated and he did not mean to let it show.

“You’re quite sadistic, aren’t you?” Mori chuckles, shaking his head.

“That’s one thing right about me, boss.” You smile brightly. Dazai furrows his eyebrows and examines you. That smile of yours is sickeningly sweet, almost mocking. You look like a monster, but maybe that was part of your act. He’d know your ability in no time.

“Well, as partners you do have to know each other’s abilities. I picked Dazai specifically for you.” That gave each of them a hint to each other’s abilities, more to Dazai than anything.

You nod letting out a sigh, “Do you have anything you don’t want, Mori?”

Dazai quirks an eyebrow, interested in the peculiar question. Mori nods, nudging forward a tongue depressor, those big wooden popsicle sticks, one he could very well spare.

You pick up with all but one finger, your middle finger, holding it up for both of them to see. “Do you have anything for the debris?” Mori slides a metal tray towards the edge of the table.

“Pay close attention, Dazai.” You give him a glance before looking back at the stick, putting your final finger on it. It disintegrates in a matter of seconds, turning into pieces so small that they look like ash. “What’s yours?” You turn to him.

Dazai seems to shrink under your gaze, but he keeps a stoic look. “Put your hand on my arm.” You raise an eyebrow. Does he wish to experiment with your ability or is it part of his?

You put your hand on his arm, once again with all but one finger. You don’t trust him, that much is clear.

“Trust me.” The look he gives you is genuine, albeit the smile is devilish, though you oblige all the same.

Your eyebrows furrow when your ability has no effect. The skin doesn’t disintegrate, nor does it fall apart as usual. “That is my ability, No Longer Human.”

“And that is why I paired you two up.”

You huff a little angrily once you realize. His ability stops other abilities, what triggered it you didn’t know, but that wasn’t the most important thing for you. He paired you two up to have him be your control. You don’t need anyone to control you and you don’t want anyone to control you. You want to do you and you do not want this boy to hold you back.

You open your mouth to protest but Mori interrupts you. “This is my decision and mine alone, you cannot say otherwise.” As much as you want to mess up his pretty face, you couldn’t disobey the boss.

“Fine.”

As time grew on, Dazai had become a friend, though sometimes he felt like more than a friend. Despite your early refusal to the idea, you’d really warmed up to each other.

Dazai, the young bastard, was also quite the prick at times. Though you couldn’t really complain about his age since it turns out you’re within the same age range. While he was a prick, he was also caring, as you’d come to learn.

Sometimes he’d hold your forearm when you were touching something, even though over the years you’d built up the habit to not use your middle finger. Every time he did so you would laugh and it would somewhat fluster you, you’d tell him you didn’t need it and without fail he would say “Just in case.” It was nice to know he cared, and the other little gestures he would perform were even nicer.

You were known for being a little sadistic, taking joy from inflicting pain for no reason. When he’d hold you back from attacking some random lackey at the time it would make you angry, but a few minutes later you’d be grateful for it. After all, that lackey wouldn’t be very useful with an injury.

Though sometimes even he couldn’t hold you back. When you’d start a fight with another executive just for your enjoyment, he was quick to be there and keep you in touch. Perhaps you did need control after all.

The other executives were rather thankful for Dazai, as you chose someone to pick on every week. Something you hated about Dazai was that he was immune to your mockery. He got used to it from your partnership and he couldn’t be hurt by your ability. But you supposed it was for the better, the other executives were starting to get really annoyed by you.

Except everything changed when Nakahara came along.

Although your partnership was relatively new, you found comfort in each other’s companies. You protected each other’s weaknesses and complemented each other’s strengths; so when the news came along that Chūya would replace you as Dazai’s partner, both of you were a little ticked off, per say.

Dazai’s first impression on the newer rookie didn’t help their relationship. Chūya annoyed him to the very ends of the Earth and he did not want him to replace you. It wasn’t just Chūya either, he’d grown very fond of you. Sometimes he couldn’t even fight without you; He was used to you being there to back him up, though this detail he would not tell you.

In time, you didn’t look like the monster he’d thought you were in his first impression of you. You actually looked sweet.

Your smile, which for everybody else would be sadistic, turned out to look more endearing to him. Everybody caught onto the fact that the smiles you’d directed at him weren’t the smiles he’d show others. Somehow you hadn’t realized it, but he had.

You’d grown to like him, dare say crush on him, which was something you denied. His triumphant smile after the end of a mission and the jokes he’d make as you fought were always the highlight of your day.

None of you wanted to give up the other.

“This is his decision and his alone, we cannot say otherwise.” You mocked, making Dazai snicker. The fact he used the same words was quite ironic, really.

Tomorrow marked Chūya and his first mission together, so you’d dedicated this day to each other. Dazai did not look forward to tomorrow, and as much as he wanted to vent to you about Chūya’s very abundant annoying qualities, you’d both promised not to talk about it.

The news of your separation had made both of you realize your growing crushes for each other. You were no longer in denial, though you loathed the idea… but when you really thought about it, you didn’t loathe the idea. Musing to yourself about hugging him, playing with his hair… thinking about the fact that you did in fact like it made you gag.

As the night neared to an end, your guts told you to tell him. You wouldn’t see each other all that often anyway and if you were never to interact much, at least you would be getting this off your chest.

“Dazai.” You both stared out the window of the HQ, prior to you speaking up you were in an awkward silence. None of you wanted to say goodbye.

He turned to you and you to him. As much as you wanted to avoid eye contact, you thought it might help. “I like you… don’t joke with me.”

Dazai was going to make a joke. It was amazing how much you got to know him in so little time. He smiled, and your hopes raised when you took notice of how it wasn’t pitiful. “I like you too.”

You immediately let go of the breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“Where’s the big sadistic lion?” Dazai questions, playfully mocking how meek you are right now. His smile seems more joyful than usual, as it should with what just happened.

You snicker, giving him the sadistic smile he’s used to. “I’m right here.”

Dazai was your anchor in the Port Mafia, even when he plead for double suicide with you. Before you were partnered up, you absolutely despised the place. The other executives and the occasional lackeys were fun to provoke but it was almost as if that was your coping mechanism. You often complained about how awful the Mafia was handled with the previous boss, but he would never change anything. He was an idiot up until his very death.

You thought Mori’s recent ‘crowning’ would change your opinion, but it didn’t change it at all. You still hated the place. It was almost as if their only objective was to keep their hands on Yokohama. You wanted more than that, you wanted the whole of Japan to be your turf.

Mori didn’t want that and while he would take the opportunity once presented, he wouldn’t do a thing otherwise. He was perfectly happy with that and you weren’t.

Dazai was the only reason you stayed, but now the reason had been diminishing. You barely spoke and barely hung out. This wasn’t what ‘dating’ was and both of you knew it.

He wanted to try harder and so did you, but with your current situation, you couldn’t. When he wasn’t with Chūya, you were out on a mission. No, you weren’t jealous. This wasn’t Chūya’s fault nor was it something either of you could control. There were various times you debated on breaking up.

Dazai was the only thing holding you back from leaving, so if you broke up you didn’t have to worry about him. But you liked him and both of you would be heartbroken. You never liked thinking about it, but someday, it had to be addressed. That day never came.

The final day you were with the Port Mafia was the day that you had a brush with death.

You’d called for backup, you’d received none. The henchmen you were commanding left like cowards. To think these were the people you’d trained.

One of your big weaknesses was fighting groups of people alone. These henchmen knew that and they’d run. Where were their morals? Where was their faith, their loyalty? Where was their honor, their pride? It was then that you’d learned the Port Mafia wasn’t your place. These people weren’t your people, this turf wasn’t your turf. They were cowards and you were no coward.

Alone and fighting recklessly, you were down. You refused to flee, and that stubbornness was what caused you to nearly die. Luckily, you never crossed death’s doorstep. The people you were fighting presumed you dead the moment you dropped to the ground.

They were fools but a fool you were too to let your emotions get the best of you.

That day somebody had found you on the brisk of death. They claimed to be a spy and they offered to get you help.

Of course, you accept without asking for conditions. You were dying, what else could you have said? The conditions turned out to be joining his organization and feeding them with information or something equally as important.

No longer would you be associated with the Port Mafia. You were glad to leave them. But your only consequence being leaving behind Dazai, the love of your life and the highlight of the day. It was a hard decision to make that was for sure, but it was either this or death.

You felt selfish.

Months after joining them, the so-called ‘Guild’, your heart ached. Leaving Dazai was your biggest mistake but joining the Guild was the best thing that had happened to you since him. For the longest time, you’d wanted to tell him. You never had the guts to. And then you left Japan to join the bigger part of the guild in North America.

In time you’d stopped thinking about Dazai.

The crew was polite, a contrast from the cold lackeys and executives from the Port Mafia. It’s a nice change, one you wish won’t ever change. But maybe the hope of a different life blinds you from how bad these people really are, their underlying motives and morals, their similarities to the Port Mafia executives.

The guild is ambitious, their leader most of all. They have a turf and the turf is way bigger than the Port Mafia’s, something you’re proud about. You certainly feel better about this place than the Port Mafia.

Your sadistic personality never changes either, and while the others are certainly annoyed by it, they handle it in a different way. They make sure you know that you can’t hurt them severely, or there’ll be repercussions. Maybe not repercussions from the Guild’s rules, but them hurting you back. It’s a nice change, one that gets your adrenaline pumping every time you pick a fight.

The only time you did think of him was in your nightmares, the middle of the night. Those nightmares consisted of him calling you a traitor, betrayer, but that wasn’t what hurt you. They played out scenarios of you telling Dazai.

He’d kiss you, hold you tight, ask you where you’d been, question the new stitches and scars… and then you’d tell him.

His face would be ridden with denial. “No. No you couldn’t have! You’re joking, you’re lying!” He laughs, tries to believe it’s a joke, but he can’t get it out of his head that it isn’t.

“It’s not.”

It’s then that he lets out a sob. He trembles, pushes you away from him, looks you in the eye with a look full of betrayal. It’s then that he calls you names, which stated before aren’t what hurts you. It’s how he looks and what he says next that hurts the most, “I thought you loved me.”

That’s when the nightmare ends. You wake up with tears of your own, they’re hot and sting on your cheeks. You furiously wipe them away, but more keep coming.

You sob loudly, which wakes up John and Lucy. They’re the only ones you’ve trusted with your secret, Dazai. They comfort you the best they can but the most they can do is tell you it’s going to be okay or something along those lines. As much as you try to believe them, you can’t.

Dazai becomes a mere figure of your past. You think of him as unreachable, unattainable, as something you should scold yourself for thinking about.

If you could’ve taken him with you, you would’ve.

Learning that you will go back to Japan because of the leader’s obsession with a ‘tiger’ almost breaks you like your ability would.

You hadn’t thought about Dazai nightmares in the past year, but now you remember him again. You begin to regret leaving him, your heart aches again and your nightmares act up again. Everything gets worse when you arrive in Japan.

War breaks out between 3 organizations but the only thing you can think of is the Port Mafia. It’d been 6 years. Could he still remember you?

You don’t care who wins, you just want this whole thing to be over with. It upsets your ‘teammates’, but you don’t care. Once again, you think about leaving the organization, maybe live a normal life. That sort of life feels far-fetched right now and you know it’s something you’ll never have the chance to achieve. But still, you hope for it.

But then you see him again.

The second your eyes land on him you want to run. His eyes land on you and they must look the same as yours.

It hurts, but you have to persevere. “Hey, Lovecraft?” You glance at the man with the strange ability and appearance. “You want to go sleep, right?” You let out a mocking yawn of your own, giving the two in front of you your signature sickly smile.

“Yes.” Lovecraft replies, voice monotone and deep as always.

“Go get John and leave, get to sleep faster.” You nod in the direction you’d seen Chūya knock John towards. Your eyes stayed on the two in front of you. They both act as if they’d never seen you before, which you’re glad for. You don’t know if you could’ve handled seeing the same look Dazai would give you in your nightmares.

“But Francis and... you.” You’d like to think you’d gotten close to Lovecraft, but really he treated everybody the same because of his ‘contract’ with Francis.

“I’ll be fine. I know these guys’ weaknesses, anyway.” He doesn’t question how you do nor does he protest further and leaves immediately. “Quite the reunion, huh?”

“(y/n)..” Chūya growls. He glares at you, something you’d never seen 6 years ago as his senior executive. He never dared to interact with you. He knew he’d be replacing you as Dazai’s partner and knew about your relationship together. If anything, it was out of pity, and that you hated.

“Chūya.” You reply. “How’s the family, the mafia, the kids?” You mock. Chūya all but seethes, he looks like he’s ready to strike.

“(y/n),” Once Lovecraft is gone, Dazai gives you the look you dreaded to see. “H-How--” He doesn’t know what to say and neither do you. Your smile fades, turns into a frown. You don’t want to fight him but you also don’t want him to take on Lovecraft. As much as you liked the guy, he was a nightmare incarnate.

“Dazai.” Is all that you say. The vague response hurts you both.

“Chūya you might want to do that here.”

Chūya looks back at Dazai, shocked and taken aback. “You want me to do that? Dazai, I don’t think that’s needed and you know how shit that makes me feel.” It’s clear he doesn’t want to give into his corruption.

“You shouldn’t underestimate him.” Dazai speaks with experience, and it hurts you to know that he knows that.

“Don’t hurt him too much, we’re dating.”

“You’re still dating?!”

“Technically we never broke up!”

You laugh, staring at the limp body next to you. Chūya is deep asleep, or knocked out, you don’t know. You never really saw the aftermath of his corruption.

“That was a nice fight.” You remark, loud enough for Dazai to hear despite how weak you feel. Chūya had basically broken both your legs and injured you, but at least he hadn’t killed you or put you into a coma. The pain was unbearable for most people, but it was a simple background thought for you.

“It’s been…” Dazai starts.

“6 years.” You finish for him.

“I missed you.” You’re glad to hear that instead of the words from your nightmares, but you’re sure those words will eventually come.

“I did too.”

“You did?”

You sigh, nodding. “There were plenty of errands I had to run around and do for Francis. That rich old guy didn’t do anything himself. I didn’t think much of you, but I never forgot you. I had my own fair share of nightmares about you, they’re all the same.”

Dazai moves you to lean against the bark of a tree. You look into each other’s eyes, and you can tell that his are pleading. “Please stay.”

You ignore his remark, weakly reaching over to feel his coat. “New coat?”

“Yes.” Dazai grumbles, sitting down next to you cross legged. “Answer me.” He pleads again.

“You don’t want to know why I left, first?” Dazai shakes his head, taking your hand in his and squeezing it, prompting a pained groan from you. He quickly apologizes for it.

“I don’t know if I can.” You sigh, rubbing the back of his hand. You were quite touch starved, seeing as you couldn't really hold or touch anything properly. “If Francis wins I’d have to stay with him. If either of you win, I’ll most likely end up in prison.”

“Join me.”

You think back to the Guild. They were inviting and you thought them to be good, but just then did you think about how bad they really were. You’d known all along but you always refused to believe it. You wanted to be there just to escape the Mafia, you never wanted to be there because it was the guild.

“What was it… the Armed Detective Agency?” He nods. “How would that stop me from going to prison?”

“I don’t know.” Dazai admits with a huff. “Just.. please stay.”

“Okay.” You smile at him. Dazai remembers that smile, it’s burned into his memory and he takes note of how it hasn’t changed a bit. He’s missed it ever since you left. “Would they accept me, though?”

“They will, they will.” He says it as if he were determined, but he knows there’s a high chance they’ll refuse.

Dazai pulls you into a much deserved kiss. Long, gentle, sweet, and full of fireworks, it’s almost like your first. The only thing is it’s a little weak on your end, but he can’t blame you.

“Not going to mention sucide?”

“I haven’t seen you in 6 years, at least let me cherish this for another 2 months.”

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yanderart · 4 years

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As the next installment in my bnha yandere pov series, I decided to fill a vampire!shouto request I got a while back (and thanks anon for the brain juice 🖤)

Below the cut is a little one-shot I wrote based on the portrait (todoroki x reader, 1.2k words, dark themes), so feel free to read it if it interests you~

People like Shouto, you had come to learn from the source, took until they had no more to take. You had been warned of vampires like him before, the ones who were not content with just drinking and had to mark, had to own and consume. To them, humans were not just blood bags, but pets too.

But you looked so lovely with his hands around your throat, he loved to tell you while caressing the puncture mark of his fangs, his fingers closing around you like an improvised collar.

Even if you had both entered an agreement at first, a set of rules put into place for your comfort and safeguard (humans might’ve been a commodity in your world at that point, but that didn't mean you weren't a costly one), soon enough you were quick to realize those same rules held little importance in the eyes of your somber creature.

What had started as an exchange of blood for monetary compensation, a bargain you had shamefully entered out of pure necessity, had morphed with the passing of weeks. When he started worldlessly demanding more, silently coaxing you out of things you had never thought you’d be willing to give.

This is okay, he’d say before latching again to your wounds, his tongue lapping at the blood trickling down while his eyes fixated on your pained expression. He should’ve stopped drinking, the numbness from blood loss quickly settling, but he hadn’t.

This is okay, he repeated as he pushed, as he kept taking.

And you believed him.

He told you of his old life in detail while the forceful bond between you two grew, his attention suffocating you while he lingered despite having had his fill already. Between opened wounds and a pensive stare that never left your side, he would retell you his origins, the path that lead to his awakening, to the hunger he could not rid himself of now no matter how much he tried.

A runaway noble who had fought against a preconceived fate, against the notion of what he was supposed to be, against parental pressure and the boot of a man who mistook obedience for affection.

“I’m sorry that happened to you”, you’d reply every single time, at a loss for his need to keep retelling the same story time and time again, “Ownership is not love, never will be.”

And he stared at you so peculiarly then, not articulating a retort but hinting at his thoughts with a clouded stare.

He had daddy issues, in other words. And mommy issues too, judging by the way his face would nuzzle against your chest as he asked you to keep combing through his hair. He was satiated, drank until you felt dizzy and frail, but refused to leave so you could go on with your life. Instead, he now seemed to dread letting you live without the shadow of his company.

Although you think it was partly your fault as well, how the situation had no doubt escalated with time. Because as much as you scoffed, as you belittled the vampire inwardly, you couldn’t lie and say it didn’t feel just as intoxicating to be needed, to be remembered in a place where people like you were just another luxury for the upper class, another object for the rich to feast upon before tossing aside like playthings.

Just a pretty little human, you’d been called your whole life. Blood bag, meal ticket, and much more unsavory terms. And yet in his arms, you couldn’t help but feel like you were of importance.

It filled your heart with a twisted sense of pride, to see a hunger crawling into Shouto's eyes that far outgrew the base desire of blood. To feel hands that crept up your sides as he fed, fingers that slid down your shirt and caressed your skin in a way most unbefitting of a strictly professional relationship.

To feel him grind against you, hands bruising as they gripped you, the rumble of his moans resonating deep within you, the weight of his words numbing your mind as they coaxed your body into returning his need with a necessity almost as alarming.

Yet what had started with him just lightly fondling you between meals had also quickly transformed, Shouto taking advantage of the validation he knew you sought too, of the glimmer in your eyes whenever he praised you for being such a pretty little thing, and such an obedient one too.

His appointments became more frequent, his carefulness slipping as your phone buzzed with dozen of texts and calls, of new demands and new rules, new terms of a business partnership which sounded less and less business-related as time went on.

He started by demanding even more of your time, had the status to make sure you were available to him every second of every day, willing and waiting for his arrival.

"You don't need to work anymore", he convinced you while he nuzzled your neck, his arms holding you more like a lover than a mere meal, and his voice dripping with an urgency far more telling, "anything you want, I'll provide."

And soon enough, that too delved into convincing you of leaving behind your place, of moving into his luxurious house. He was your only worry now, the only thought worth preoccupying yourself with, and it was a matter of time before that too mutated, his need to own you full-heartedly becoming even more apparent.

His tongue stopped darting against the wounds his fangs opened, seeking to heal, and stopped nursing the bruises his too eager hands created in the height of his feedings. All of your body became a canvas of his work, a testament to his artistry, and judging from his wondrous stares you wondered if he didn't consider you his masterpiece.

You hadn't commented on it, because he had taken advantage of your lack of expertise, of your lack of knowledge about vampire-human etiquette, and the alarming lack of decorum exhibited by him every step of the way.

However, you also were smart enough to notice how he started handpicking the places for his ministrations. He went from your wrists to your neck, to the expanse of your stomach… and now your thighs, your chest, your hips. He smiled as he marked you, telling you it was better to change places before your veins became too abused by his constant prodding (and, certainly, not ever commenting on how it could all be solved if he just closed the injuries he opened himself, instead of leaving you wounded and weakened).

He would press his nose against the crook of your neck, drunk on your scent as well as your blood, and urge you to keep running your fingers through his locks.

His lifeline, he called you with a tinge of urgency, a heat that unnerved you as much as it fascinated you.

How intoxicating it was to feel wanted, so enrapturing that you hadn’t realized just how much you were willing to compromise.

Even when you stopped needing the money, when you became dependent on his charity altogether, all of that became secondary. A red flag so blurred it blended against the scarlet liquid dripping down your skin.

Even as his blood-covered mouth crushed against your own in a staggering kiss, even as you felt the taste of your own life entering your mouth and sliding down your throat.

Even as his hands discarded your clothing, demanding, overwhelming, and he guided and persuaded you until you were no more than pliant dough in his hand, his to take and his to mold.

While he had an eternal hunger for blood to keep him company, Shouto had conditioned a different kind of need to be awakened in you. A kind of overwhelming need, a longing you did not understand but felt.

And one only he could satiate.

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And special thanks to @reinawritesbnha, @snappysnapo, @eevwrites and @thermaflute for hyping me to hell and back and helping me through the process. Y’all are amazing and motivate the hell outta me :,)

🥀 Requests/Suggestions OPEN 🥀

And, as always, click on the image for the HQ version 🖤

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everafterkeiji · 3 years

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ah! ok, um, is it ok if i request a hc with any of the hq and bnha boys ur comfortable writing for (u can do however many u feel like :)) with an s/o who’s scared of the dark? maybe add a little something about one of them getting glow in the dark stars for y/n’s room and saying that the stars are there in the dark to protect them? idk if that’s cheesy or not lol but yeah, i’m afraid i’m a bit of a scaredy-cat myself so i rush into my room as fast as i can when turning off the lights hehe. anyways, take ur time and take care of yourself ily <33

A/N: and I'm back- im v sorry for taking so long but I'll be posting the haikyuu one in another part but thank you so much for requesting kate love u v much mwah ʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ

BNHA Boys Reacting to Y/N being afraid of the dark!

𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 will not hesitate to visit your room often as he could and provides light in the best of ways.

When he first found out, he deeply understood and offered to walk you on your way home when it was getting a little too late from training then he soon found himself nervously knocking your door in the middle of the night to see how you're doing.

"Hey- it's very late but are you o-okay?" He asks, a hand to the back of his neck with worried eyes as you stare at him with a smile- a little embarrassed that you were face to face with him in your sleep wear.

"Honestly, I couldn't sleep properly." You answered while he frowns, upset that you were probably up all night. With an idea lighting up in his mind, he speaks.

"I'll be back okay? Leave the door open for me. I'm just going to get something." He says with a smile while you nodded while he dashes off looking excited. You proceeded to your bed waiting for him, enjoying the light that the open door gave you. A few minutes pass and a panting Deku with multiple objects in hand. You chuckled at the sight while you let him in as he closes the door before letting a flashlight lit the room.

"What's all this?" You asked, pointing to the materials laid out on your bed while a blush creeps up on the boys cheek.

"I thought that I could make more of those light up stars to help you sleep better." Izuku says while your heart flutters at his comment.

"Let's do it then."

𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 will be your night light and he'll also be the type to wait until you were asleep so he can make sure you're safe with him.

"What is it- oi stop moving around." Bakugo says while you shuffle in your sheets as your boyfriend questions your nervousness. Was it because it was your first night together? Fair enough, he hasn't known about that fear of yours but he's beginning to put the pieces all at once when he feels your grip on him tighten.

"Sheesh, it's just darkness." He says scoffing before you roll your eyes, pushing him off jokingly while you let your eyes close trying to ease the anxiety.

Seeing that you turned away from him, he sighs before pulling you to him, nudging you with his elbow.

"Look at this." He says while he sits up and you following his actions. The palm of his emits light, surprising you with the sound of a tiny explosion. He continues to hold it out in front of you, seeing the darkness of your room fade being replaced in orange tinted shadows.

"Bakugo- you don't have to do this. I'll be fine." You assured him so he doesn't overuse his quirk before classes. Although it was a small spark, you knew better than to keep him from resting.

"Stop lying. Just.. sleep. I'll be here anyways." The last bit of his sentence trailed off as if he was nervous to show his concern but sighing in defeat, you laid down slinging an arm over his waist, cuddling up on his side enjoying his warmth. You smile at him before speaking.

"Thank you, Katsuki." You bid him before closing your eyes while he sighs as well, wrapping his free arm around your shoulder watching you fall quietly.

He stares at the dirty light up stars on your room while he takes a mental note to remove them since he was always up to help you.

Once he feels how deep in slumber you were, the explosions from his hands die down while he lies with you slowly, careful to not wake you.

He looks at your sleeping state before sighing remembering that you feared this dark room. He then plants a swift kiss on your hair, looking at you once again.

"I'll be right here every day."

𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 would simply let you fall asleep to his nightly stories to make sure your mind doesn't fall on the hands of fear.

"Then Bakugo taught me how to dodge the attack without using my quirk then use my agility instead!" Kirishima rants following some hand movements as you chuckle with you on his chest as he carries on. He feels how your grip has loosened compared to how it was when he first got in bed with you.

With his endless stories, he too notices how your eyes grew heavy.

"Too tired from today?" He asks softly, his hands lost in your hair making it harder to stay awake.

"Not really. I just stayed up too long cause I- got scared." He looks at you with concern, while he intertwines your hands with his.

"Scared of what babe?"

"Is it silly if I say the dark?" He blinks for a second but then he shakes his head before pulling you closer to him before landing a loving kiss to your temple.

"It's never silly, bub. Your savior is here!" He says proudly, a cheeky grin making you laugh as you hold onto him more, closing your eyes as he smiles at the sight of you. From this day onwards, it seems like he's got a new mission but this mission was way easier and more important than the rest because he'd save you thousands of times before seeing you scared to wits.

"You sure are a hero, Eiji."

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 would mindlessly offer his embrace.

After seeing how quick you were to run to your room on heavy hours of training when the sun got down, he wondered too much about you. It was either you had your own plans or maybe a certain villain was out to capture you. Both options still got him curious.

So the next day of training and learning about which weaknesses of yours could be encountered in a fight, he hears an answer from you that might have gained his interest on you more.

"I prefer to avoid fights when it's dark." You said to Momo, Shoto looks at you with raised eyebrows but he understood either way. If he had his own fears that got in his way, he's sure that yours can get in your way too. Knowing you two share the same liking to each other, he decided to step up and find a solution to lessen your fear.

So when he was right at your door, knocking lightly, he thinks if his phone provided him with the correct answers.

"Todoroki? Hi, what are you doing here?" You asked him, pulling him softly inside your room while he looks around seeing stars decorating the place. He mentally checks off one of the options seeing that you already bought some of them to ease the fear a bit.

"I overheard you with Yaoyorozu and I'm here to help with this. "

"With—"

You were cut off by the tall boy engulfing you in a sweet embrace with his chin on the crown of your head as his hands were placed on your waist as he disregards his racing heartbeat seeing that he put zero hesitation in doing the top option in his research.

"It's okay to be scared of the dark." he assures you, but your focus wasn't on his words— it was on the fact that held you this close and that he knew about your fear. You were thankful that he didn't think it was childish or pathetic but you were too busy thinking about how his first way of showing his concern was like this.

With that, you hugged him back and with his closed eyes, you two had smiles tugged on your lips.

"Thank you, Shoto."

𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈 lets your laugh echo through the room making you forget about all your worries.

Denki has always been charismatic when it comes to you. No matter how many jokes he threw, funny or not, you'd always smile or give him a reaction that he loves to receive but all jokes were sent aside when you mentioned your fear of darkness.

You brought up the topic when Sero had sparked up the conversation of what you hated the most and when you said yours, Kaminari was all ears and his mind began running on how to make things a little better for you. It must've been hard, he thinks. Darkness was everywhere so he had to help.

After some exhaustion from training and frustration from battling with Bakugo, he can tell how you were on edge as you went straight to your room after dinner. He knew sleeping peacefully wasn't going to be easy to accomplish today so he let his feet guide him to your room right when he finished his meal.

"Denki here!" He says while knocking. You open the door and he sees how you've wrapped yourself in a blanket, but your eyes bared no sign that you slept.

"Hey Kami, what're you doing here?" You asked him while he enters your room, pouting at how your lamp had flickering lights meaning it's energy was about to fail you. So, he walks right over to the lamp and places his hand on top of it and uses his quirk to make sure the light doesn't flicker anymore. Seeing that it was working properly again, he realizes he didn't want to leave yet.

"Oh thanks, Denki." You said smiling at him while he sits on your bed with an idea coming to his mind.

"I've got a story to tell!"

And a few minutes later, you've got yourself beside him with his arm draped on your shoulder while your laugh became too loud mixed with his making your sleepiness fade.

"Okay okay but you've got to sleep, Y/N. Don't overwork yourself tomorrow or else." He says with a chuckle while you laid down as he gets off your bed.

"Or else what Denki?"

"You'll find out tomorrow." he says, while you bid him goodnight. He comes closer to you just when you close your eyes as he gives a peck to your cheek while blushing furiously when your eyes opened at his actions. He immediately walks away muttering a quick good night as you chuckled when he sprints to the door making you turn off your lamp with a smile.

"Goodnight, Y/N."

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lorelexi · 4 years

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Some HQ boys brushing your hair (Ft. Tsukishima, Sugawara, Bokuto, Kuroo, Osamu, and Atsumu, separately)

Read the Bnha ver. here!

Warnings: none! Very fluffy

These are really self indulgent so they aren't too inclusive for hair type as I have 2B/2C hair,,, so I apologize in advance 😔

A/N: Personally I think this is a really sweet act of intimacy and I think I would cry if anyone ever brushed my hair for me.

Also this is my first time writing for the Miya twins so please all constructive criticism or advice is welcome!

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Tsukishima

• My strawberry boy

• when you first ask him it goes one of two ways

• "what? Can't do it yourself?" *proceeds to do it anyway*

• or he just hums and grabs the brush from you

• listens to your short directions and gets started as gentle as possible

• yall got music softly playing in the background (I HC that he listens to indie but it can be anything as long as ur relaxed) and it's kind of a vibe

• sometimes when he's brushed through a strand he'll follow up by combing his fingers through the same strand and it feels so nice 🥺

• when he's all done you immediately turn around and pull him toward you

• his arms wrap around your middle and he nuzzles his nose to the crook of your neck (occasionally will press kisses there) while you run your own hands through his hair 😭

• his lil waves and curls are so cute 🥺💝

• salty dino boy really does love affection deep down so he lives for occasions like these when he can wind down with you and not have to keep his wall of pride up the whole time

Suga

• sugaaaaaa😭😭😭

• i can imagine him humming a soft tune while he combs thru your hair strand after strand

• your eyes closed focusing on his voice and the brush movements

• 10/10 very nice

• he might add a lil braid somewhere if he knows that you won’t mind

• suga is soft but lets not forget the chaos,,,

• he’ll pause every now and then to press kisses to or blow raspberries into your neck

• you don't know which one ur gonna get tho so be prepared

• he snickers a lil when you go "Koushi!!" after he's blown a raspberry to your neck hehe

• kinda makes up for it when he kisses you, they are very sweet kisses

• probably dramatically wraps his arms around you when he's done and yall lay there for a bit enjoying eachothers company 😭

Bokuto

• very enthusiastic about this

• "your hair! Of course I'll brush your hair for you baby!!"

• you're kinda scared he'll get too excited and yank a little too hard

• you very calmly tell him to be gentle and give him directions on the best way to brush through your hair

• yall probably watching a movie or show while he does this

• sitting on the couch with you between his legs

• he's very tempted to just drop the brush and wrap his big arms around you in a hug but he resists,,, for u 💝

• plus he knows you'll give him kissies after

• and you do! When he's all gone you lean behind and go

• "thank you Kou, you did good baby, it felt nice."

• maybe kiss his nose, he’d like that a lot

• bokuto has lil tears in his eyes tbh,,, he's just so soft for you and you're so cute!🥰

Kuroo

• before he gets started he kind gives you a little shoulder massage if you're okay with it

• idk how he does it but I imagine his touch to be really relaxing

• prolly has you sit on the edge of the bed while he stands behind you

• starts to comb through your hair carefully, using his hand to brush against so he won't hurt you

• uses this time to ask you about your day if you want to talk but he's also 100% okay if you don't feel like talking

• kuroo is literally so willing to do anything you need/want him to do

• he knows you appreciate it and it makes him happy

• so like if you would also like him to help style your hair (trust, he’s actually kind of good at it) he’s down

• (like shinsou from the bnha ver) I can definitely see him also brushing aside your hair to one shoulder so that he can lightly kiss your exposed neck when he's done

• it's actually very sweet 🥺

• he gets kisses as a reward after and is very content with that

• he sees it as another small way that he can repay you for all the things you've done for him

Osamu

• when you ask him to brush your hair for you,,, he is very easy to convince

• just kinda nods at you with a “‘course doll” then disappears into the kitchen and you’re like????

• king of snacks,, yall already know🤩

• comes back with your favorite snacks or something he’s cooked for you to enjoy

• then he just takes his place behind you and gets to work

• kinda knows what he’s doing? Somehow, you’re not sure

• brushes your hair the way he remembers seeing you do it

• very minimal tugging

• gets all the tangles out pretty easily

• you’re so relaxed you barely notice he’s done until he just places his hand on your head and looks at you so softly before handing back the brush FJBSJVBvjkBdvjsj

• then he gives you this smile and goes “Don’t I get a kiss now?”

• ofc you get kisses ‘Samu 🥺💛

Atsumu

• unlike osamu who asks for his kisses at the end, atsumu is like “uhhh I’m gonna need like at least 10 kisses for that”🙄

• which like obv you’re gonna give him but you pretend to put up a fight just so you can mess with him

• jokes on you he’s literally doing the same thing

• anyways

• he’s like “sure babe, whatever you want”

• has you sit in front of him and wraps his arms around you briefly and presses a kiss to your cheek before getting started🥴

• you’ll probably have to remind him how to take care of your hair for you

• but once you do, he’s got it

• when he’s all done he'll playfully tug on a stand of your hair lightly before handing back the brush and goin “all done!”

• he then returns to his previous position with his arms around you and places his chin on your shoulder

• yall just cuddle with a lot of kisses in between🥺

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luvsicksubs · 3 years

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so uh... could I ask for that list of characters their fandoms like to think are doms that you think are actually subs? and why? if you’re not too busy ofc, I’m just really interested lol

this is gonna be controversial so if ur a switch look away from this post - these r just my opinions btw!! pls write characters however u please it dont matter that much n i respect ur feelings. pls respect mine!

hq, bnha, aot, and naruto men who seem like doms but i think are subs.. sorry this is so long!

my number one is hq - we will start from there, this list is meant for characters i think highly prefer/completely are submissive. not people who i think switch!

TSUKISHIMA: i know what you’re thinking. i do - but tsukishima is someone who genuinely pegs me as submissive. probably not meaning to discover it and probably not realizing it until he’s knee deep in a committed relationship with someone who keeps him on his toes. the mutual respect in knowing he’s with someone who can dish it out is a kick in the throat for him.

KAGEYAMA: how do i say this... i think kageyama enjoys being lightly submissive because he likes being told what to do and how to please you. it makes the practice of sex easier and enjoyable - plus it helps him decompress

USHIJIMA: genuinely whole-heartedly believe that if this man gave half a fuck about bdsm he would be a submissive man. it’s humbling and ushijima loves worshipping his s/o - submission does that for him to the nth degree. he’s not really kinky but he knows himself and his relationship to his lover. his unavailability is a huge part of his insecurities as a lover - and giving his time and energy to the demands of that person are extremely gratifying. lives to serve.

onto the next! bnha

BAKUGO: this one im actually so convinced on i sometimes laugh when i write him as a dom. i find it incredibly hard to picture. this volatile, emotional, and constantly argumentative man absolutely screams submissive to me. like a punch in the gut, honest to god. of all the men in this list - this is one where i don’t think i could ever really take him seriously as a dom or switch. that’s a submissive man to me, nothing can change my mind sorry!

TODOROKI: another one where i giggle a little bit trying to write him as a dom. not even just cause he’s a sweetheart but because i doubt he’d feel entirely comfortable inflicting violence on his partner - plus mommy issues are simply staring at them in the face like. inexperienced too?

HAWKS: i feel like this one is 50/50 in the sub thing but like...... i see a lot of people write him as this teasing and playful dom but i think sex needs to relaxing for him in the sense that his job is extremely tough. i also just feel like it makes sense. like idek. just the vibes..

lastly aot + naruto..

for aot -

LEVI: a submissive, incredibly loyal and with a deep love for pain and masochism. the captain leavi is tired of taking orders and demands the deep-seated pleasure of servitdue. nothing change this opinion for me. submission is a long-haul game and levi loves being second place. he gets exhausted of everyone walking on egg-shells around him and meeting someone who takes him down a peg makes him feel human + he enjoys it. and masochism is a reclamation of his pain but that’s neither here nor there ! he’s a sub to me, sorry gang

ARMIN: seems obvious but it’s not because of why you think ! nothing to do with the fact that he’s a bit of a scaredy cat and everything to do with the level of devotion he feels to you, truly. something about aot men and proving their dedication to your love, though armin is much more of a praise kind of guy.

lastly naruto!

KAKASHI: nothing can my mind, not a fucking thing. so sorry everyone this man is a masochistic mf and that’s just how it be. real talk, i think the idea of dominating in bed doesn’t appeal to kakashi given the fact that he’s experienced and seen a lot and inflicting on his partner probably brings back a lot of dark memories. being lead is a nice change of pace.

SASUKE: yall not gone like this one.... i know u not gonna.. but this is simply how i see him. i think sasuke needs to be intimate with someone who can easily navigate his insecurities and submission is the most straight-forward route to that. also same reasons for kakashi tbh, the trauma at work.

#sub!bnha #sub!aot #sub!hq #sub!naruto #naruto x reader #haikyuu x reader #aot x reader #bnha x reader #ari evals #anon

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hoekaashi · 4 years

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3 am Talks - bnha pt 3

a/n: here is the last part for bnha 3 am talks!! i’ll be doing hq next which will be longer than 9 characters. i hope yall enjoy (: pairings: dabi x reader, hawks x reader, aizawa x reader warnings: mentions for smex and smoking but no actual acts being done (dabi), dabi is a todoroki (not really a warning but i’m still saying it), mentions of depression (aizawa) taglist: @babydabi, @suckersuki, @bakugoustanaccount, @animoozies part 2 | part 4

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

⇾ if Dabi is talking to you at 3 am, it’s because yall just finished doing the Devil's Tango ⇾ or yall smoking ⇾ those are the moments when his guard isn’t down persay, he’s just softer ⇾ he’s not a talkative guy to begin with so when he does start talking, you make sure to listen ⇾ it would probably start with something like ‘why are you with me’ or ‘joining the league, this isn’t what I thought I would be doing’ ⇾ maybe even bring up why he joined the league in the first place fuck Stain ⇾ he’s an insecure child at heart, but after asking some initial questions, he’ll be doing most of the talking ⇾ now - hear me out - if he reeeeeally trusts you, he would talk about his past and his daddy issues ⇾ how much he misses his siblings and mom, but he can’t go back to them ⇾ how he wants to expose his father for the things he did to his family but doesn’t want everyone else dealing with the backlash of it

You felt Dabi shift besides you, moving the thin sheet you used to cover yourself as you came back down from your previous activities. He sat there, facing the window, staring out at the moon and the stars. You knew something was on his mind, but waited to see if tonight would be the night he decided to talk about it. “Why are you still with me? You know I can’t give you anything you want.” You sat up, bringing your knees to your chest. Resting your head on your knees, you spoke. “Well, it’s not like I chose to fall in love with you. It just happened. But I honestly wouldn’t change a thing.” “Not even if being caught with me means you won’t be able to return to your family?” It wasn’t ideal, not in the slightest, but you hadn’t had that problem yet. “I don’t want to choose between the two of you. At this point, you are my family.” The silence fell back over the two of you. Sleep began to wash over you so you got up to find Dabi’s shirt to wear to bed. “When I joined the league, it was because I wanted to out my father to the entire world. Now that I’m here, I know that isn’t going to happen. The man-child has his own agenda that I’m a pawn in. The more I stray from my original ideas though, the more I realize that I can’t tell the public about his actions in the past. How will everyone else deal with the backlash? Shouto...he’s training to be a hero. How would that reflect on him? And Natsuo is in college… The only person I see benefiting from this is my mother who would finally be released from the hospital. But how would she adjust to life back home?” He dropped his head into his hands and you crawled across the bed over to him. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders, you pulled him back into your chest. “I miss them so much… If I were stronger, maybe I could’ve protected them all.

.・゜-: ✧ :-　-: ✧ :-゜・．

⇾ oh boy, I can talk about my favorite chimken ALL day but I’m not gonna show favoritism like that ⇾ I see late night talks with him the way I see him drunk - the longer he talks, the deeper he gets ⇾ like, 10-12 am, he’s on crack talking about the most random things, not sticking to one topic ⇾ around 1, he starts to get more serious but more so about relationships - not necessarily yours, but in general (could be work, friendship, lack-there-of) ⇾ 2-3 am, he’s on work, spilling his innermost thoughts on it but never telling you secrets because he won’t put your life in danger like that ⇾ 4 am and onwards, he gets deep ⇾ he’s talking about his family and his childhood, how if he ever sees himself wanting kids in the future, he wants them to have a better life than himself ⇾ once he starts sharing the thoughts and feelings he’s kept to himself for all this time, he won’t stop ⇾ not unless he thinks you’re bored, tired, or he falls asleep himself ⇾ he just wants someone to listen to him for once and not cut him down for having feelings

“But I guess Endeavor is my best friend…” Hawks was staring up at the ceiling, lying on the couch as if he were in therapy - another luxury that was stripped away from him. “What about Miruko?” you asked, moving his legs out of your lap so you could get up. “My favorite rodent! Yeah she’s up there too. Actually, scratch that. She’s my best friend, don’t tell her I hesitated though.” You laughed. You heard him follow you into his bedroom as you began to change your clothes. Once you were done, you felt his arms wrap around your waist. “But I’m so lucky to have found you.” “It feels weird though. Like we’re dating secretly behind our parents’ back.” He pulled away, a small frown on his face. “Are you...not happy with me?” You walked over to the balcony doors, opening them to step outside. “Of course I am. If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be here. It’s just strange I can’t tell anyone about you.” He joined you soon after, his shirt disregarded and sweats covering his lower half. “I know, but I want to keep you safe from, well, everything. The Commission isn’t exactly known for being kind to anyone. As a kid, I felt like I grew up in jail, my teachers and supervisors were my wardens. They forced me to grow up long before anyone my age had to.” He leaned back against the railing of the balcony, looking at you. Before continuing, he pushed some of your hair back behind your ear. “I never thanked you for not prying whenever I don’t tell you stuff. If the Commission ever found out that you know anything, I don’t even want to imagine what they would do.” You looked back out at the view of the city. “Are you planning to stay with them forever?” He took a moment to answer turning around to look at the view with you. “I mean, as of right now, yeah. Maybe one day in the future, if I want to settle down, I’ll leave. But they won’t let me go so easily, if at all, so it’s just easier staying with them.” “Kids?” He let out a dry chuckle. “If that ever happens, I’m keeping them the hell away from the life I grew up with.”

.・゜-: ✧ :-　-: ✧ :-゜・．

⇾ our favorite UA zaddy ⇾ he’s up that late on a daily, whether it’s from grading papers and working, or just from all the thoughts running around in his head ⇾ he’s an insomniac, change my mind ⇾ he’s also depressed so these late night conversations would revolve around that ⇾ he’s too tired to even try to keep his walls up at this point ⇾ especially with the shit show of a year this has been and all the media painting him to be an incompetent teacher, always endangering the lives of his students ⇾ he needs a break and a really long paid vacation ⇾ constantly hearing how he’s doing a bad job at his job starts to get to him and after a certain point, he doesn’t need the media and parents to tear him down ⇾ he does it himself ⇾ honestly, just hold him in your arms as he let’s everything off his chest

“Shouta, why are you still up?” “I could ask you the same thing.” He was sitting at the dinner table, grading some papers. You walked out of your bedroom and took the pen out of his hand. Placing it down on the table, you pulled him out of the chair and walked him back to your bedroom. “You take your medication?” His lack of a response was all you needed. “If you don’t take your meds, how do you expect to get sleep?” He replied with a sigh as he sat down on the bed. “What are you running away from?” you asked, sitting next to him. “Everything.” He paused. “Do you know how hard it is for me to read and hear people call me a failure?” You knew what he was talking about. “I never cared how others viewed me. I don’t want to be a hero who’s in the headlines for the work I’ve done. But this? Those reporters don’t know the shit I go through to keep my kids safe.” He was tired and was finally at his breaking point. “I already feel like a failure for not being able to keep them safe - for seeing them in hospital beds because I was too weak - but then to have strangers who weren’t even there reporting on my incompetency? Comparing me to All Might?” “I know it’s easier to say this, but shouldn’t it matter about what your kids think only?” you asked, rubbing his back. “What about their parents? What kids will I have to teach and protect if their parents think I’m a failure too?” He had a point. You didn’t know what to say or do to help him feel better. All you were able to do was make sure he was going to class, coming home, and taking his meds. “Sho-” He sat up. “I love you, you’re doing the best you can with me.” He caressed your cheek. “It’s just my luck that everything is happening all at once. I don’t care how many times I have to put my life on the line though, I will always make sure my kids are safe before anything else.”

#dabi #dabi x reader #hawks #hawks x reader #takami keigo #takami keigo x reader #aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x reader fluff #bnha imagines #dabi imagine #hawks imagine #aizawa imagine

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pillow-anime-talk · 4 years

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onee-chan.

synopsis: You more than a simple babysitter or close friend – you are the protective, older and lovely sister for these little creatures.

# tags: headcanons; mother figure; nanny!y/n & older!y/n (i mean twenty/twenty-five-years-old); friendship; big fluff; sfw

includes: female reader ft. eri {bnha} + kyuusaku yumeno & elise {bsd} + natsu hinata {hq!!} + gon freecss & killua zoldyck {hxh} + nigou {knb}

— ERI

↘ You didn’t have a quirk, but you worked in the hospital as a child psychologist, thanks to which you had the opportunity to meet Eri at the time when she was your patient.

↘ The little girl opened up and started talking to you, which made you very happy. After all, it was hardest for children to trust a strange person.

↘ However, time went by and you knew that the child would soon be discharged from the hospital, and that she would receive proper care from the teachers from the U.A. High School. Of course, in this case you decided to spend the last days with her, bringing her some toys, coloring books and clothes or boots that will surely be useful to her.

↘ You didn’t expect what you would hear on Eri’s last day at the hospital.

↘ “Onee-chan, since I won’t be in the hospital now, will we live together?”

↘ You looked in shook at the boys who saved Eri and their super sleepy teacher. The two students only smiled, waiting for your answer.

↘ It was hard to deny those huge, sweet, strawberry eyes that were waiting for your sign. On the other hand, you never raised a child! Except for your cousin’s daughter who you had in your arms twice in your life... You completely didn’t know what to do right now.

↘ “Onee-chan...” The girl grabbed you by the edge of the smock. “Let’s play even longer.”

↘ Damn. Right. You lost.

— KYUUSAKU & ELISE

↘ You were literally the only person who had the full right to approach Yumeno, and at the same time you were also the only person in Port Mafia whom Elise fully respected. These kids loved you like no other; literally, because even the boss Mori envied you the friendship with his own ability.

↘ Kyuusaku and Elise were like younger siblings or adopted children to you. You loved them so much and you wanted to protect them against everything that was bad and cruel. Especially Kyuusaku.

↘ In Mafia, you played the role of a doctor, so whenever Kyuusaku or Elise hurt themselves or had a problem with anything, they always went to you. In addition, and without hiding this fact, the little girl knew that you did the most beautiful hairstyles on her head. No wonder she never asked Kouyou or Higuchi for help, who seemed grumpy, by the way.

↘ You and your two kids had a weekly routine for going out. Of course, Yumeno and Elise were nice and obedient with you. They didn’t hurt anyone thanks to your requests and the promise that you would buy them something to eat or play as a reward.

↘ Elise liked to call you by your name, sometimes adding some honorifics like -san or -chan. Kyuusaku preferred calling you a ‘big sister’, which you thought was extremely cute.

↘ Literally, you would sacrifice your life for these two.

↘ Although they would do it before you, because there was no person in the world whom they would care for so much.

↘ “Onee-chan, will we go to the zoo?”

↘ “Of course! Hold my hand babies and we will go there today!”

— NATSU

↘ Little Natsu will surely consider you as her older sister. Especially when you spoil her or cook her many delicious meals or desserts.

↘ You have a big weakness for her... I mean, look at her big eyes and wide smile... She’s so sweet and cheerful!

↘ She’ll certainly ask you more than once about to go with her to her older brother’s volleyball match.

↘ Hinata likes you very much too, although he always seems stressed when he talking to you. This big boy is just very ashamed of beautiful women like you.

↘ “Onii-chan! Today onee-chan will come to us!” Natsu burst into Hinata’s room, smiling broadly. The teenager’s cheeks reddened instantly.

↘ “Oh, you mean Y/N-san?” He asked, and she confirm it.

↘ “You want to come to the oceanarium with us?” Small girl asked, still smiling, so her brother nodded uncertainly.

↘ Natsu’s happy scream sounded all over the house. She couldn’t wait for you to come to her.

— GON & KILLUA

↘ “Onee-chan, let’s go for a walk, I will show you something cool by the lake!” You heard a cute voice and you felt that your hand being pulled by someone.

↘ “No, you stupid ass, now Y/N-chan’s coming with me to see my new technique.” Killua didn’t give up, also pulling you towards him.

↘ You almost broke in half.

↘ However, with the last of your strength, you calmed down the two young boys, saying that you would go see both things if they reconcile. To this you added that first Killua should show his technique and then you three could rest in the place that Gon was talking about.

↘ Thank God they agreed.

↘ If Leorio was considered the father of this two crackheads, you were the mom. #FACT.

↘ You were also their voice of reason and a hero who saved them from oppression. Not gonna lie, but these two did various and stupid things for which you had to suffer the consequences. Of course, you have never regretted anything.

↘ After all, why would you regret the memories of this two such wonderful and funny kids?

↘ You would do anything and everything for them :(

↘ (Well, except maybe spoiling them with sweets, because you probably couldn’t afford it... Even if you were a professional, rich hunter.)

— NIGOU (ft. Tetsuya)

↘ What can I say – you were a Kuroko's tutor, so it was natural that you became friends with him over time, even if you were five years older than him.

↘ For this reason, very often, during the boy was on training, school's trips or have a match, you took care of the dog that Tetsu found. You liked Nigou very much and as a dog person you had a great animal-owner relationship with him. Sometimes the dog stayed with you in your house, so you bought him a puppy bed and a set of bowls a long time ago.

↘ Of course, when you came to Tetsuya to teach him math or chemistry, Nigou immediately took his place on your lap or next to your legs to accompany you.

↘ You were definitely his favorite owner (except Kuroko, of course).

↘ “Y/N-san, when we finish my homework maybe you can go out with Nigou and me for a walk?”

↘ “Good idea! You'll need some cool air before tomorrow's test.”

↘ Nigou barked happily.

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thyandrawrites · 3 years

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tag meme

I was tagged by @haleigh-sloth. Thank you for the mention!

Why did you choose your URL?

My original url for this blog was bloodycarnations. It was supposed to be a reference to a scene in Tokyo ghoul where Kaneki bleeds onto a bed of white carnations and they symbolically turn into red spider lilies. I switched to thyandrawrites because I'm no longer a tg blog. Thyandra is my online nickname and my pseud on ao3, and I wanted people to connect this blog to my writing more easily

Any side blogs?

only one that I occasionally use, @thyandrascorner. Since I wanted this blog to stay bnha-centric, I made that sideblog to share all the cool reblogs from other fandoms / temporary obsessions. You can probably guess from the occasional HQ post on here that I failed at keeping this blog bnha-only lol

How long have you been on tumblr

counting the blog I had before this one, since 2014. this blog only exists since 2015 though

Do you have a queue tag?

I can't remember, lol. I rarely ever queue. If I did have a tag, it was probably just "q"

Why did you start your blog in the first place?

Before this blog, i had a multifandom one. When my obsession for Tokyo ghoul became too big, I decided to start anew and created this blog with the intention of it staying tg-centric. When TG ended and my interest in the fandom waned due to drama, I simply switched to a different fandom (bnha) and now here I am

Why did you choose your icon/pfp

I wanted a picture of Dabi with white hair and that one is pretty

Why did you choose your header?

it changes all the time but right now is the lov in suits because that pic is badass

What’s your post with the most notes?

likely my disaster bi Kaminari post. I muted it when it got tumblr famous but holy shit. 12k notes. the bisexuals vibed with it

How many mutuals do you have?

I don't keep count so I have no idea. Likely a dozen, maybe 20ish people? Idk, I have a lot of friends from the ctabb server but I always forget to track down their socials and follow them back

How many followers do you have?

lemme check... 6633

How many people do you follow

437 but my dash is populated by the same 10 people lol. most of them must be inactive

How often do you use tumblr each day?

I usually scroll the dash for half an hour each day when I'm not distracted / busy with something else. Whenever a good chapter drops tho I can spend even a couple of hours on here, either writing meta about it or reading trusted mutuals' takes

Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

mmh, I can't remember any actual fight but I admit that I haven't always been on my best behaviour. I sometimes get snappy and very defensive when I can't parse tones well, and that led to a couple of confrontations with anons over the years (some of which were actually people trying to start shit, others were people whose tone I misread and attacked myself). It's an issue I have. I'm working on it! I'm already a lot better at letting things sit without assuming the worst than I used to be. Also because now I have severely crippling confrontation anxiety, but that's another can of worms lol

I once got vagued by a popular blogger who tagged the post with "die bitch" tho... we used to be mutual until then but that opened my eyes to how toxic she was

How do you feel about “you need to reblog this posts”

I have a strong dislike for guilt-tripping. It feels very manipulative, especially when that holier-than-thou attitude is performative. A reblog about a sensitive topic deserving attention doesn't substitute actual activism and guilt-tripping people into thinking so is straight-up shitty

Do you like tag games?

It depends on the game! But in general, yes

Do you like ask games?

Same as above. I never shared any of those super long lists of personal questions for example. I don't like talking about myself

Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

I feel like all my meta blogger mutuals have pretty big followings. @/linkspooky @/hamliet @/transhawks to name a few. I'm also followed back by some big-name artists somehow...??? How did that happen (not mentioning them because hello social anxiety my old friend...)

Do you have a crush on a mutual?

I used to! I go from being a misanthrope to crushing very easily on people. No in between. The person in question was an author whose writing made me feel seen and gave me the illusion of seeing them in turn. I ended up crushing on them for a short while but it was just a parasocial relationship I created by assuming things on them from the way they described the world in their writing. Kinda dumb in retrospect, lmao. Silly old me, what did you expect from an internet relationship

Tagging: uhh I haven't been online a lot in the past days so idk who's already done this...? any mutual who wants to do it can consider themselves tagged by me

#tag meme

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tsukikento · 3 years

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Congratulations on 400 you deserve every follower and more!!! You are an amazing writer and I love reading all of your works!! Could you ship me with either bnha or hq boys??

Personality wise I can be very goofy and i tend to make a lot of crappy jokes,im very open with those who im close with and can be very emotional, i love helping those around me, and im also considered the mom in my friend group, after a long day i like to lock myself in my room and listen to music while im trying to crochet lol. My zodiac sign is virgo!! I also like to play some video games and watch anime!!!

I hope this ok :) hope you have an amazing day or evening!!! Thank you!!!

Thank you so much, lovely!! You are so kind <33

I'll ship you for both!!

For Haikyuu, I ship you with Miya Osamu!

Reasoning: This lovely gentleman would absolutely love your stupid little jokes! You can just imagine all the bits and inside jokes you two would have that results in breathless laughs. Samu is the type to do anything for his significant other and he would absolutely take the time to listen to your day and make you meals full of love to cheer you up. He's also great with boundaries and would understand your want to spend time by yourself or simply sitting in the same room without speaking. Can't you just imagine cuddling up to him to watch anime? Or playing video games and him either playing with you, simply watching and cheering you on, or whining and trying to get your attention.

For my hero academia I want to ship you with Shota Aizawa!

Reasoning: Shota absolutely needs someone who can be calm and fun. Your crappy jokes would cheer him up and make him chuckle fondly. On the other hand, Aizawa is a rock and would gladly hold you while you open up to him about whatever is on your mind. I also think this personality would help him open up about his worries and what plagues him in life.

Drabble: He was cooking away in the kitchen, preparing a meal that smelled all too divine as you swung your hooked needle through the dark yarn. You were seated in a reading nook, the sun shining brightly and warming you. Two cats, one black and one splotched with gray and peach lay beside you, sleeping soundly on the warmed cushion.

"It's ready!" A deep voice called out and you smiled, gently setting down your belongings and making your way to the kitchen.

Your shared home was littered with yours and his belongings...along with tons of cat fur. You waddled through the living room and passed the dual computers. The kitchen was warm from the oven and you grabbed a plate of food and cup that Aizawa prepared.

You hummed in appreciation and placed a kiss onto his cheek. His hand was positioned on your back as he maneuvered around you to grab his own plate.

You led the black-haired man to the living room and plopped down onto the couch, grabbing the remote and playing whatever show you were both watching.

You ate slowly, savoring the food while your husband did the same at the kotatsu. Once he was done eating, he moved onto the couch, pulling you into his side and breathing you in.

"I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow," He mumbled into your hair as you giggled.

"Me too."

(I wrote this for Aizawa, but then realized it would also fit super well with Osamu so I got rid of names lol)

#ships #haikyuu #haikyu ships #haikyuu ships #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #boku no hero academia ship #my hero academia ships #bnha ships #hq ships #bbybakugou answers

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polandspringz · 3 years

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I’ve seen a few posts/memes now about how many anime/manga protagonists have done this “run off from the group” move recently, and in light of BNHA 306, I think it’s worth talking about!

The obvious comparison to be made is Sasuke, but I’ve seen others point out this has also happened with Natsu from Fairy Tail, Phos from HnK, and Hinata from HQ. Hinata seems to be a bit of an exception, as the reason he left was for training and to better himself, (I don’t know much about the case in FT as I dropped the series a long time ago) but I think making the comparison to Phos is interesting as it could be indicative of a new theme or trend in manga storytelling as a whole.

I’ve been thinking about things like this a lot more since I saw this post talking about how RWBY isn’t grimdark but hopepunk, and since BNHA is a shounen manga I doubt Deku running off is going to lead to a depressing or nihilistic story, as we know it’s going to have a happy ending (all of Deku’s narration about how this is the story of him becoming the number 1 hero), but at this point I don’t know what theme this might be referring to overall. While this chapter has certainly shocked a lot of us, I don’t think it’s as out of left field as our reactions make it seem (to an outsider watching us discuss it). We’ve known for a while that something was going to happen to change hero society, and with how much backlash U.A. had been getting and now with a city in shambles after the “heroes disappeared” during their failure to protect it, it would be very hard to have the kids go back to U.A. as normal and progress with the second year the same way as the first. There would be very limited storytelling in what could have been done with that sort of tone outside of internships, as anything like the sports festival would probably receive major backlash and I imagine without Deku there, the rest of the hero classes are going to be dealing with day in and day out harassment or press and the public crowding the gates in protest because the pushback against hero society is now so strong. And in the first place, we seem to have been leading up to this takedown or rework of society to begin with, as so many heroes have lost their quirk, but it doesn’t make any sense why they couldn’t keep working to begin with? (Ragdoll didn’t have a practical quirk for combat, both her and Mirio can still fight and do all their other hero duties but society says you NEED a quirk to legally be a hero). But that sort of society rework is a whole separate theme to discuss on it’s own.

Feel free to add onto this post! I’m still collecting my thoughts but am mainly trying to think of if there is a specific theme that a lot of manga is using in their storytelling, as Phos went to the moon for the truth, Deku has gotten the truth and is going to save people- in a way it’s a weird Ship of Theseus idea of change I think. With Phos it’s a literal Ship of Theseus metaphor, but with Deku it’s just that he’s been through so many revelations in such a short time he is a fundamentally different character now. Jaded, burdened with secrets that isolated him from others, it’s similar to how in Re:Zero Subaru is so alone because he is physically unable to tell anyone about his struggles and therefore no one can ever truly empathize or understand what he’s going through. Deku leaving the letter is sad, but in a way it’s also a hopeful change. He told others about his quirk, he isn’t alone anymore. People will likely join him in the next few chapters, or I could even see everyone going after Deku and dragging him back, as now that he’s not alone anymore they could say something about how they don’t care about him being a target or how they all could get hurt because of him, they just don’t want him to be alone. Because that too is becoming a glaring issue, as Deku shared info so he wasn’t alone anymore, but then left and isolated himself, and Bakugou told him in the last arc to “stop fighting alone” (paraphrasing), so we know that’s a statement that’s going to come back soon.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #my hero academia #bnha 306

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daddy-daichis · 3 years

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Yesterday the very beautiful and talented @fuwari-s tagged me in this game and since that post is already really long i figured id make a new one lol (Also thank you for tagging me, it made me so happy)

The Game: Tag your 2D lovers + the other trend I saw yesterday and wanted to do which is Would you actually date them IRL. So ill put that under the cut because it is a lot.

HQ: Atsumu, Daichi, Issei, Bokuto, Hinata, and Kyoutani

BNHA: Bakugou, Denki, and Hawks

JJK: Sukuna and Mei Mei

Others: Kagami from KNB, Levi and Jean from AOT, and Mikoto Suoh from K

So if you want to know if i would date them irl that is below the cut lol

As for tagging... if you want to do it :) @eijirosriot @bokutosnumberonefan @hinosreis @tetsus-kitten @sugawarakoushihoe @mynameisjackattack and anyone else who wants to do one or both of these challenges.

Alright so would i date these men (+ mei mei) in real life. Short answer is yes lmao. Long answer, with some headcanons that may or may not venture into 18+ category but only slightly. all aged up to be my age which is 26.

Atsumu - PLEASE, YES

we would be so chaotic together but he would also be really loving. As long as he can still prioritize me in a relationship, not over volleyball, just as much, then we will be golden. We would have such a good time and i feel like we would have a lot of fun bickering, which i really enjoy. Play fighting as a form of foreplay, if you will lmao. We’d probs be friends in HS and then get together after he starts playing for MSBY and he is secured in his position (and himself tbh). I just love this cocky bastard. he also gives me switch vibes and as a switch, i love that for me.

Daichi - YES

All i need is to be wrapped in his arms on the daily and i would be happy. Man would know how to take care of me and that is all. Love of my life, too good for this world. Wholesome husband. He would be able to manage my crazy side and chill me out when i get to anxious. I would want to be bratty just to get him to drop his good guy routine sometimes and I feel like he would like that.

Issei - YES

Funeral home employee can get it. Matsukawa Horse cock Issei can whisk me off my feet and straight into bed. we would have a lot of fun picking on oikawa together (out of love of course) but we would balance each other out a lot. His darker humor would go well against my lighter humor. Also I feel like our level of hotness is pretty comparable... like we aren't the prettiest in the friend group but still good (if that makes sense)

Bokuto - YES

Big ball of sunshine to light up my day, he would literally fuck the sad out of me every day I just know it. Like atsumu, as long as I am a priority to him itll work out. We also kind of have the same sad moods so I feel like we could either both just curl up on the couch together and watch a movie or bring the other out of a funk easily. I love this giant himbo so much.

Hinata - most likely yes

Pretty much the same reasons as bokuto but I feel like I would get drained of his energy faster, so he would def have to cuddle me more. For everyone else so far I can imagine being high school sweethearts, but with hinata i think he wouldnt settle down until later, or even start dating so it would probably be a lot of pining and watching him from the side lines for a while, which would be really hard tbh. but the way he would smile at me after a match would make it worth it so...

Kyoutani - Hard YES

I love a boy with anger issues, what can i say... (cough couch my irl husband with anger issues couch couch) I would love to be his weak spot and the one person he would go to to help him not feel angry anymore. I think that my fun personality would help him to unbox himself a bit. I just want to give him cuddles and a place to feel accepted. id also i KNOW hes a monster in bed...

Bakugou - FUCKING HARD YES, PLEASE

if he was real the things i would do to and for him... A lot like kyoutani i would want to give him a place where hes accepted, and a place where he is unconditionally loved. I would be able to handle his misguided anger and calm him down and give him space. I headcanon that hes very cuddly in private to just his S/O which is something that i love. I love his lil smirk and would do anything to get him to smirk at me. As long as he is able to set me as a priority it would work out, but that would be what he struggles with so it would be a thing we would have to talk about. But I also feel that once you say something about it he would check in with you because of course he has to be the best bf/husband. I feel like I could talk for hours about him so Ill just wrap it up by saying that I love me a passionate man who would probs be a lil possessive, and I would use that to my advantage.

Denki - GOD YES

I really do think that denki and I are soulmates. we are both the perfect blend of funny, pervy, while still being soft. I feel like there would be a lot of mutual pining at first but he would end up the golden retriever gamer boy to my alt bisexual and thats just the perfect pairing. We would pull so much shit and then get away with it because thats just us being us. I see us being scolded by bakugou a lot for the stupid shit we would pull. Also late night drives in his shitty tuned car to taco bell while we sing alt rock songs from the 2010s. also the switch vibes are immaculate.

Hawks - Probably

So it would honestly depend a lot on what version of hawks.. him in the hero commission is a no, because he wouldnt be able to be honest with me about a lot of stuff. Like his name, or when i can see him again, and that would give me too much anxiety. When hes free of them and is actually allowed to be himself I think it could work then. I know that he of course wants to still be the best hero, so he would have the same problems as bakugou with finding a balance, but if he wants to i think he could. He would also have a lot of trauma from his relationship with his parents and the commission so I dont know if he would be able to give his love away as freely as he wants so we could get therapy together. I love that for us. But i would happily wake up next to this beautiful birb man if he would have me.

Sukuna - A hesitant yes

so.. the anger issues that ive mentioned before.. yes. I would like sukuna. I would be his lil bride and sit on his lap on his throne as long as he didnt kill my loved ones or my cats lmao. I would also be ok with being his and itadoris gf while hes living in itadoris head. being with him is just asking for an unhappy ending tho, whether its a life always on the run, or someones trying to kill me, or someones trying to kill him, or hes trying to kill someone. But yes i would like to be with him but that would mean sacrificing a lot.

Mei Mei - god yessssss..

Please Mei Mei step on me and make me ur lil house wife. I see us living in a pent house apartment with the most breathtaking view of the Tokyo skyline. I would want for nothing and she could take me where ever she wanted and i would just follow her around with heart eyes.

Kagami - YES

my basketball husband! i love him and would love to be loved by him. Id follow him wherever. He would take care of me and is just so dreamy.. also i guess the mild anger issues.. but hes really not that bad. He would just be such a good s/o. He would cook us nice dinners, wed have a few cats, and he would carry me around a lot because hes so strong. While were on the topic of strong... his stamina... everyone on this list probably has good if not great stamina... but kagami just hits different..... have you seen him in the zone? have you seen his thighs? his sex zone has got to be incredible.

Levi - Yes

I was going to say it depends, but really it doesn't... if were in the aot universe and hes my captain and I fall in love with him u can bet ur ass im gonna try and get with him because i could die at anytime. if its some au where he is here in our universe and somehow we meet... like of course im gonna be in love with him. our height difference isnt too bad, im only like an inch or 2 taller than him. I think we would both have a great time together. I would make him laugh, and he would help me clean, because lord knows I hate cleaning. BUT i hate cleaning because its something that I always have to do alone, and I feel like levi would have us be cleaning together like he makes the scouts do. and hes just so sexy...

Jean - big yes

This beautiful handsome man... idk what to even say about him. Hes strong, funny, handsome, cocky, but very much full of love. would love to run away from the world with him. I feel like if he was in love with me before *tries not to give away spoilers* the marco incident (?) that after he would become very clingy and attached and im ok with that. There would have to be lots of cuddles and reassurances and i just want to see him happy and not at war, with both real life people and himself... id give him the best kisses and he would become addicted to them.

Mikoto - No? But maybe...

I feel like we could be.. but if you watched the show then you know.. But i would love to be Homra’s princess TBH. No one would mess with me or they would have to face the wrath of my big fire boyfriend and his whole ass gang. But on the other hand I feel like Mikoto wouldnt allow himself to fall in love, so it would probably be a hush hush topic. everyone knows the boss and I are in an entanglement, but they cant talk about it. Then Anna starts asking questions to Mikoto and he has to come clean to her, which would be so cute. He tells her is a secret but she doesn't care lmao. in conclusion, I would want to, but I dont think he would let me.... Maybe friends with benefits tho....

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ok if you read all this im officially in love with you. Please take my heart.

This took me like 2 hours to do because I love thinking about it so much. if you have any thoughts about any of this hop into my dms or comment on this because id love to hear them (especially if you think i belong with one more than the others lmao).

#i cant believe i spent 2 hours on this.#im just so in love with 2d characters #about me

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renaxwrites · 4 years

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Hello! Can I request an hc with a BHNA x HQ crossover where Todoroki, Bakugo, and Amajiki’s s/o is a top U.A student with a powerful quirk (like Maleficent or Jean Grey), a Phoenix but is also famous volleyball player, trained in U19 and is titled as the Goddess of Volleyball. Also, their s/o is ranked in the top three aces in Japan. Sorry if its random hehe Thank you in advancee! 💜

BNHA x HQ Crossover:

Support for the Winged-Ace -

(Todoroki, Bakugou, Tamaki)

a/n: I’ve had this one chillin in my inbox for a minute, sorry about that 🥺 I tried to find a good balance between the two. For some reason writing this made me feel a little (soft) idk why lol. Anyway I hope you like it 🥺💘

Todoroki:

It was just any other day, and Todoroki was doing some self-training, to clear his mind

Thud. Thud. Thud.

He couldn’t really concentrate from the repetitive thuds coming from the other side of the training center, so he went to go investigate. In doing so, he almost got decapitated by you, his classmate. Or, to be exact, a volleyball going what felt like 100 mph.

“Oh my gosh! I didn’t see you there, I’m so sorry!” You and a couple of your teammates rush over to see of he was alright

He chuckles, but is still feeling the rush of the ball flying by. “I’m alright, but what are you doing? Is this your new training technique?”

You begin to explain how you’re on a volleyball team on the side, and you practice in your spare time. Intrigued, he wanted to see more of your practicing. YOUR crush, wanting to watch you do what you do best? It took all your willpower not to lose your brain cells or magically forget how to spike a ball. “Alright, let’s take that play from the top!”

The ball is practically floating through the air between your teammates, until you, the ace, slam the ball down to the other side, from out of nowhere. Perfect for the unsuspecting opposing team. “Yes!” You squeal in triumph as your wings descend you down.

Todo is mesmerized with what you just did. Or more specifically, you. “What was that?”

You turn to him with a certain kind of hunger on your face. “That, Shoto, is what is going to take us to be the champs this year. Hey, we actually have a tournament this weekend, you should come watch!”

And so he did. Well, he also invited a few fellow 1-a classmates to come along. They’re all having a good time, with the whole volleyball world being a new venture for them. The lights turn down, capturing their attention. They were to introduce a new player.

“And now, you know their name! You’ve seen them in every tournament imaginable, trained in U19 this year, is one of the top picks for the country, and is battling it out to be Ace of the Year this time, give it up for your ‘Volleyball Goddess’, Phoenix!!!”

You step out into the spotlight, waving to the crowd, subtly looking for a specific pair of mismatched eyes

Once you do, you smile and blow a kiss, letting them know that this game would be for him

And there he was, sitting there dumbfounded at the fact that you really do look like a goddess, with wings, uniform and all

Throughout the tournament, your classmates could feel the same pains and triumphs you did, through all the highs and lows of the games, all the way until the very last

The suspense was killing the crowd, with the score being 26-27. It was gruesome, with the game never seeming to want to end. But this point, this one point was all on you, and every person in the stadium knew it

Your team forms a quick huddle, deciding to follow through with the play you did when you almost killed Shoto. This is it!

This whole time, you had kept a cool head, but with this one point being all-or-nothing, slight nerves began to creep up. And Todo noticed.

Use of quirks weren’t necessarily allowed for safety regulations, but he needed to let you know he was cheering you on, to calm your nerves

He freezes his arm, then softly blows a slight cold breeze in your direction, praying it would reach you just enough

You shiver at the sudden, slight drop in temperature. You look up in the direction it came from, and are met with a soft smile, silently telling you, ‘you got this’

That was all you needed. You wink back, thanking him.

The ref blows the whistle, signaling the start of the play. Your team serves, and is ready to receive it from the other team. The ball comes back, and is floating on your teammates’ fingertips. You rise up, and spike the ball down to the rivals’ weak spot. They were caught off guard, not seeing you coming.

Brrt!

The whistle blows again, ending the match. You won! You and your teammates jump and squeal for joy, and soon you and the other team thank each other for the game. Then, the awards began, rewarding the top players of positions in the country.

“And now, with the top scorer for ace, taking over the top spot by .5 points more than 2nd place…Phoenix! Your Goddess!” Tears cloud your eyes as you step onto the podium. Everything you’ve worked so hard for, finally rewarded. You are presented with a bouquet and gold medallion, and just as you begin to wave to the crowd, you unintentionally catch something hard and cold in your hand. You look down in wonder.

A rose made of ice.

Once again you lock eyes with Todoroki, a silent message passing between the two of you.

After the awards, he is the first to congratulate you, and after the formalities, there’s a quick awkward tension. So you decide to break it.

“You know, I may have won first in the country, but I’m still waiting for the results for something else too.”

He tilts his head in curiosity. “And what would that be?”

You intertwine fingers with the clueless boy, and a pink blush taints his face. “I’m wondering what place I am in your heart, Shoto.”

He seems astounded. You have no idea how long he’s been wanting to confess to you, and here you are, beating him to the punch.

He takes your hand and presses a light kiss to it. “Number one, of course.”

You both stare into each other’s eyes for what seems like an eternity.

You totally forgot that some of your classmates came along, so their cheers at you two finally being together broke your tance from Shoto’s eyes.

They all fangirled at the two of you and definitely had taken the opportunity to take pictures of your love-staring-contest

The picture is both you and Todo’s wallpaper now

Bakugo:

Homie sees everything as a competition, so when he sees how big you appear with your wings, he saw you as a threat

It got on his nerves when he saw you training more than usual lately, what was your deal?

No way was he mesmerized by the way your thunderous wings carried you into the air, allowing you to spike a ball at any volume he wanted…nope he definitely wasn’t into you, nah uh, no siree

You had permission to leave class for one of your tournaments, one that would determine your rank in the country. Aizawa was actually supportive, and got approval from the staff to allow a class trip to watch your games today

Needless to say, a certain someone was a little more eager to see your power than the rest *cough* Katsuki *cough* and everyone knew it too

The second you step onto the court, you’re met with the screams of adoring fans, those who have seen your growth for the past years, seeing you go from an average player to being one of the most recognized aces in Japan.

Eventually, it was between the final two teams in the tournament. Your team was at their top level, and it was up you, their ace, to determine this set point. With a few hand signals exchanged between the players, it was silently spoken that you would be doing your secret back attack play to get this win

The whistle blows. The whole arena goes silent, so quiet you can hear a pin drop.

Your classmates all hold each other in anticipation, silently praying for you to make this.

A pair of crimson eyes bore into you, transferring a strong desire to see you succeed

You toss the ball up. Your maleficent-like wings willing you into the air, and you spike the ball to the other side with a great force. As soon as you make contact with the ball, you speed over to the front to the net. By now, the opposing team had already set it to your side, where you predicted. You and your setter make eye contact.

They set it up to you, where you were already awaiting in the air. You slam the ball down with all your might. You get the point.

You and your team tackle each other in a group hug, with tears flowing all over the place. Thunderous applause fills the stadium, with your classmates being the loudest section.

Even Aizawa was clapping along, like the proud father teacher he is

For the awards, the hosts began to present the top 3 aces of Japan, based on the scores, and you scored second! You stood next to your friendly rival, who was number one, and the two of you exchanged playful banter, promising no mercy for the number one spot next year

Once the awards were over, you walk outside to greet your classmates, and they all suffocated you with prideful hugs and congratulations, and were all sweet enough to pitch in for a big beautiful bouquet

Bakugo was biding his time to the side, where you noticed he was waiting his turn to talk to you. You walk up to him, and all he says is, “Tch, couldn’t even get number one huh.”

You smile, then clench your fist in determination. “Don’t worry, I’ll be standing at the top next year, you’ll see!”

Your perseverance caused a glimmer in your eye, which in turn created a slight blush on Bakugo’s cheeks. “You better be number one, otherwise what’s it for?”

You think about it for a moment. “Well, I may have not gotten first this year, but I got you to notice me, at least. So I won something, I think.”

Baukugo.exe has stopped working. “Huh?”

You roll your eyes. “Just shut up and kiss me Katsuki.”

He grins and pulls you in, and you wrap your wings around the two of you to shield you from the surprised eyes of those watching.

Tamaki:

Soft boy™ had always admired your confidence, and the power you carried with your wings gave a radiance unlike any other

One day, you were working on your spikes at the training center, and he happens to be passing by. He heard the whoosh of your wings and the soft thuds of the volleyball, and once he saw it was you, his long-time crush, he couldn’t look away. Not when you looked like an absolute angel like that…

At some point, you felt a pair of eyes on you, so you turned to see your super-duper-secret crush Tamaki watching you with complete awe. “Hey Tamaki! What brings you over?”

His brain cells go haywire. He was trying (and failing) his best to act like his wsan’t watching you for a while. “Well I-I was walking by a-and I saw you doing yo-your thing with the ball I thought… thought it was k-kinda cool…” God she’s so cute and here I am stuttering like a love-struck fool…

He’s so cute when he’s flustered… you think to yourself. You calm him down by explaining what you were doing and going over the drills you just did. “I have a really important tournament this weekend, it can determine my rank of being an ace throughout Japan…I may not look like it, but I’m actually really nervous.” You laugh and rub the back of your neck.

Your laugh is like music to his ears. “I’m sure you’ll do great, y/n. You’ve always overcome any goal you set your mind to. I believe you could d-do it!” He is so sure in giving you positivity that his encouragement sparks an idea in your head.

“Tamaki…would you want to…come watch me at my match? I’d feel a lot better if you were there to support me…” you offer a wishful smile. That was all it took.

“A-are you sure y-you want me there? I m-mean I wouldn’t want to d-distract you or anything…” he’s a blushing mess at your offer.

Eventually, you convince him to come, with Mirio and Neijire tagging along for moral support. They watch in fascination as you step onto the court, with you creating a newfound presence for yourself in your volleyball uniform. You were truly a vision. Everyone knew you as the ‘Phoenix’, but you were given the nickname “Goddess of Volleyball” for both your radiance and talent combined.

You work your way towards the very end, with a little blood, lots of sweat, and a couple tears shed. But now, it has come down to the final point, the one point that would determine who were the champions.

You channel all of your focus to the ball. You take a deep breath. You look at your teammates and nod. Time for the secret weapon.

You toss up the ball, bracing your wings to get ready to fly. Once the ball reaches a certain level, you float up and point the ball so hard into the opponent’s side it almost breaks the gym floor. You get the point!

You become practically deaf from the amount of screams surrounding you. The one thing that kept you grounded was an indigo-haired boy that was now looking at you like you were the most gorgeous being he’s ever seen

Awards were given, and the second they were over, you sprinted off your first-place podium and headed toward the outside, where you knew your friends were waiting

Signature indigo-hair catches your attention, and you soon tackle Tamaki into a huge hug. “Tama-kun, I did it!!”

You release him from your grip, and he found some hidden courage and kisses you on the cheek, catching both of you off guard.

Mutual, unspoken feelings were finally understood, and so the two of you walked off with intertwined pinkies.

“I knew you could, angel.”

#haikyu!!#bnha x hq #bnha x reader #bnha imagines #todoroki shoto #todoroki x reader #todoroki imagine #todoroki headcanons #bakugou katsuki #bakugo x reader #bakugo imagine #bakugo headcanons #tamaki amajiki #tamaki x reader #tamaki imagine #tamaki headcanons #rena imagines

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gallickingun · 4 years

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bnhabookclub’s rules were plagiarized.

when creating the archive/club blog and server, i was looking at other fandom archive blogs, event blogs, fandom servers, writing servers, and the like, and they all seemed to have similar rules. that doesn’t make what i did right.

I PLAGIARIZED THE SOUTHSIDEARCHIVE’S RULES WHEN CREATING THE BNHABOOKCLUB.

my intent was not malicious. regardless of how i felt about alisha/rivendell101 (even though i had never once sent her anonymous hate, made vague posts about her, or was nasty to her in the ssa server or in bnhabc, and never directly had any drama/issues with her), there was no mean intent behind this. i know there’s nothing i can say at this point to make anyone believe that, but i know it’s the truth. and that’s enough for me. i created the bc with the intent to bring writers and content creators together to grow and support one another. that’s it. i didn’t do it out of the nasty hatred of my heart to see anyone else not succeed. i didn’t do it to try and put anyone on top of anyone else, or to push anyone else to the bottom. i just wanted people to be able to work together to have a good time and to improve and get inspired.

regardless of intent, the end result is still the same. the rules on both the server and the blog were plagiarized from the ssa.

i apologize for my prior actions and silence. originally, in alisha’s post, she told me she did not want my apology, so i incorrectly assumed that meant there was no need to address the situation because she deliberately stated that there was no need for a response. regardless, i should have done the right thing and owned up to everything from the start. i apologize for that.

i also want to apologize for the post where someone asked where bookclub came from/originated. i reached out to a mod in another bnha server and asked if we could have more things like the writer bot for sprinting to help create community and hype over each other’s stories. they denied that request because they didn’t want the environment to become to competitive. after that, i started working towards creating an intricate server with a points and rewards system, a fic archive to support other writers (because i had seen all of the upset regarding silent readers lately - originally there was only going to be the discord server alone), bots that were coded by a computer/software engineer (and that we paid to host), etc. i was in several servers at the time, and they all ran very similarly, so i incorrectly believed that there was no need to credit for things such as rules because other servers/blogs were all using the same type of guideline for what they deemed necessary to create a list of rules. i know better now.

again, regardless of intent or ignorance, i should have reached out and requested permission to format the rules like the ssa’s.

the fact that people are using my private messages, sent in the heat of the moment when i was upset, and also out of context, is frankly frustrating. i’ve admitted several times that the person i was around march-june is someone who i loathe. i was petty, i was rude, i was flippant, and i was not myself. i’m not going to blame my mental health, i’m taking ownership of my actions during that time. but that does not mean that is who i am now, months later, after a lot of self reflection, therapy, and intervention from very dear friends of mine. as i stated before, i appreciate being given the ability to grow and learn from these experiences and friendships i’ve had for the past few months.

regarding delaying letting alisha into the bookclub, we weren’t going to let new members in until june 1st. as per her post, she was let in around may 23-25, with everyone else. i would never delay bringing in a new member purely off of personal bias alone. and i’m sorry for the fact that those ss made it seem that way. and regarding her being blocked on tumblr, that was after a (ex)friend of mine warned me that alisha might be the person sending me anonymous hate and i just felt uncomfortable having her on my dash with access to my blog. i do not have her blocked on discord, either. there was nothing personal about it. and the allegations that i’m gatekeeping the bnha/hq fandom are frankly ridiculous. even the person in those ss that i ranted to liked/reblogged/commented/recommended alisha’s fics. alisha has a higher follower count than me, her fics get more notes. depending on how you measure success, you could say that she’s literally a more successful blogger/writer than me, based on notes and engagement alone. nothing i did ever kept anyone from reading her fics and interacting with them. i can also recognize her talent. she deserves those notes, she’s a wonderful writer. i legit have had conversations and ss where i’ve stated this, if she would like the proof.

there is no “NDA” needed to be signed prior to getting into the server, either. i made that announcement because people were upset that these hate blogs are using their messages they send in a private server as ammunition with disregard to how it might make them feel, and also without their consent. it’s not fair or right to use ss of things people say in the privacy of a server to further your agenda. i recognize that i did this in order to address the anonymous hate being sent to me a few weeks ago, which i only did in response to people requesting the “full story”, but i have since deleted the post. if people want to talk about the way they feel to the public, then that’s fine, but discord servers are private places for people to explore their thoughts, desires, and ideas. and i believe they should be kept private. and frankly, the person who is sending these screenshots can just... not let the door hit them on the way out. you’re not welcome if you’re going to lurk, take ss, and not address your issues directly.

i’m going to pin this post, because i do still have my queue running as i’m on semi-hiatus outside of prior obligations such as collabs and matchups, and it will get buried eventually. and this needs to be seen and heard and addressed. i’m not going to answer anonymous hate, i don’t condone anonymous hate being sent, and frankly, if these exposing blogs want to rip apart this post then they’re more than welcome. i feel genuinely horrible for everyone i’ve hurt in the process of all of this, intentionally or unintentionally. i know what it’s like battling mental illness, and i sincerely hope that no one has been triggered or incapable of managing their anxiety throughout this process.

as stated prior, the bookclub is undergoing a full makeover, estimated to be completed by 9/30. this was already started behind the scenes, since we’ve made so many changes to channels, rules, content, roles, etc.. there is going to be nothing remaining from the prior servers without their explicit consent. i really appreciate the time to grow and learn and adjust what’s necessary in order to get everything on the right track.

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𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐫

-`,✎ It’s finally the 19th of September and the time to officially gift my lovely giftee with my part of the @hqrarepairexchange!

-`,✎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: oikawa tooru x bokuto koutarou

-`,✎ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: It’s their first house together, yet, Oikawa acts like they know what they’re doing. Series of events that happened to them while moving in! Basically a ‘4+1 things’, but more of a ‘5+1 things’ - the way the ending is so cheesy omg

-`,✎ 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞: @bnha-hq - hope you enjoy the gift and I’ve met all of your expectations <3

-`,✎ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.3k

𝐢.

“Shouldn’t we just call a plumber?”

“And ruin the adventure? Fuck no.”

Oikawa snaps back at Bokuto, not in a menacing way at all, but it did sound hurtful to the younger boy’s ears. Bokuto then pouts, putting away the screwdriver and out of the bathroom, leaving a sweaty Oikawa trying to fix the pipe under the sink. Oikawa fails to notice the boy leave the room, so when he asks for the screwdriver and is met with silence, he looks up at the empty space where once stood his boyfriend. “Kou?”

Seated on the fancy love seat Oikawa really wanted to splurge on, Bokuto is holding a pillow close to his chest and looking at the mess in the living room, the mass of boxes still not diminishing even though they had officially moved a few days ago. He sighs, already tired and agitated by the amount of fixing up the house needed.

Even though both of them had a considerable amount of money written on their paycheck, neither wanted a brand new penthouse in the newest area of Tokyo. It’s too flashy for us, both of them thought back then and, technically, still do. It was just the immense amount of redoing and touching up this new house needed that sometimes made Bokuto wish he hadn’t agreed to buy this house. Old, in need of an expensive makeover and ruining his patience.

And then, there was his boyfriend. Oikawa would always spend hours looking at YouTube videos regarding home renovations and the ‘easiest’ DIY ideas. It took Bokuto a long time to actually figure out what DIY meant, and when he finally did, he knew he would suck at it. But, seeing the eagerness and childish glee on Oikawa’s face once the lease had been signed and his happy chattering on the way back was enough to make Bokuto blindly agree on doing the much needed renovations on their own.

Bokuto was seriously regretting said choice right now.

“Kou,” he feels strong hands massaging his shoulders, effectively making the strain in them less noticeable. “What’s wrong?”

Oikawa’s voice gentle and soothing as he presses roughly into the spots Bokuto felt most affected by the strain, his curly brown hair making him shiver whenever it brushed against the back of his neck. He openly groans whenever Oikawa massages him just right and in the right spots, completely forgetting about his past annoyance just seconds ago.

“Are we sure we can handle this?”

Bokuto grabs Oikawa’s hands gently, looking at the tape on them and previous scarring, showcasing his boyfriend’s hard work in the volleyball field. He pulls them closer to his lips, giving his knuckles a gentle kiss. “H-Handle what?” He chuckles at Oikawa’s stutter, his boyfriend still shy when it came to Bokuto’s overflowing affection.

“I mean, can we handle a fixer-upper?” Oikawa’s arms move further down, making his position perfect to settle his head onto Bokuto’s shoulder. “Why not? We’re not in a hurry and it’s fun,” Oikawa says before moving from his position and around the couch, crouching in front of Bokuto. “I want this house to be our own project, but I do agree we need some help with the technicalities...”

Bokuto smiles and leans in to give Oikawa a quick peck on the lips. “Does that mean we can finally call the plumber?”

Oikawa lets out a short laugh, nodding his head before leaning in to give Bokuto a more passionate kiss. At least I don’t have to worry about him hurting himself, Bokuto thought to himself.

𝐢𝐢.

“You should really stick to volleyball Kou.”

Oikawa laughs as he looks at his boyfriend trying to balance on a small ladder, paint bucket in one hand and a brush in the other. He snaps a few pictures of his buff boyfriend trying to evenly spread the paint, before picking up the other bucket and brush. “Let me show you how it’s done,” he steps on the other ladder, tongue sticking out in full concentration as he tries not to overlap the paint much and make it noticeable once it dries.

“I think you should stick to volleyball too, Tooru.”

He hears Bokuto laugh hard at his equally bad paint job and puts down the paint bucket, glaring at the wall. If there’s anyone to blame, it’s the uneven wall – the ‘uneven’ part made up by Oikawa himself. “Glaring at the wall won’t make it paint itself, honey.” He hears Kou’s teasing voice and huffs.

Oikawa bites back a snarky comment, the memory of his boyfriend trying to talk him into calling actual painters to finish the job nicely and professionally and Oikawa dismissing the idea almost immediately – and ruin the adventure the main line Oikawa kept saying prior to moving into the new house. Oh, how wrong he turned out to be.

He hardly flinches at the familiar arms circling around his waist and pulling him back into a muscular, cozy chest. He rests his head back, listening to Bokuto’s steady heartbeat while his spikey hair caresses the sensitive skin in the crook of his neck, making Oikawa giggle at the ticklish feeling. Bokuto’s soft swaying and the random rap song he decided to play to ‘hype them up for painting’ proved to be a rather calm setting, making Oikawa completely forget about the awful paint job now decorating the walls.

“It looks awful.”

“Yes, yes it does babe.”

“Hey!” He playfully slaps the arm around him, quickly dissolving into giggles as Bokuto spins him around so that he was facing him, a huge grin decorated on both of their faces. “Why don’t we try one of those DIY ideas you were dying to try out on one of the walls? Maybe it’ll cover up the current failure on the wall.”

They ultimately agree to do the ‘DIY thing’ Oikawa found cool on Pinterest. Did it turn out any better? Of course not, but at least the painters will be coming the following day!

𝐢𝐢𝐢.

Oikawa could hardly believe his eyes one morning, slowly opening them due to the brightness of the sun invading the room (they had yet to buy curtains) and looking at the almost, completely furnished master bedroom. He smiled, looking at the freshly done paint job and well-thought out furniture selection, the mattress they picked out providing them divine sleeping, but also making it hard to get out of bed most mornings.

He rolls around, expecting his outstretched arm to his an even warmer body beside, but it unceremoniously smacked an empty space. Looking up, confusion clearly written on his face, he props himself up on one elbow and looked around the bedroom. No sign of his boyfriend anywhere.

His nose quickly picks up a slightly burnt smell from the kitchen and the mystery is quickly resolved. He chuckles, kicking off the blanket. Not bothering to put on a shirt, he shivers while walking down the hallway and entering the kitchen. Standing near the entrance to the kitchen, he swallows a chuckle as he looks at Bokuto frantically looking for the pots and pans he needs to fix whatever he was trying to prepare on the stove.

(No, Bokuto is not a great cook at all; he isn’t a cook at all)

“Need any help there, babe?” Oikawa’s body presses up against Bokuto’s back, a hand sneakily placed on his rounded ass. Volleyball was, truly, a wonderful sport that did wonders to the body, especially to the lower body and Bokuto was a perfect example of all of those benefits.

“Tooru!” Bokuto jumps once he feels Oikawa’s hand, but Oikawa is quick to tighten his grip on him and pull him closer. “Whatcha making there?”

Even though he couldn’t see his face, Oikawa knew there was a pout on his face and he hears Bokuto heaving out a sigh. “I was trying to make you breakfast in bread, but both of us know how much I suck at cooking.” He chuckles at his boyfriend’s dejected voice and makes sure to roughly ruffle his hair, not minding the surprised “hey” coming out of his boyfriend’s mouth.

Overlooking the state of the food sitting there on the stove, Oikawa could see that it was truly inedible. He grabs the spatula Bokuto used to try and flip the pancake; that same pancake was now burnt and destroyed due to the numerous flips and tries it took for Bokuto to flip it over – he didn’t end up flipping it over.

“Coffee shop run?” Oikawa turns around, a soft smile on his face as he tries to make his boyfriend feel just a little bit better. Bokuto merely nods, still sad over the failed breakfast. Oikawa is quick to place a kiss on his cheek, earning himself a flushed Bokuto. His hand came to touch the place Oikawa had just kissed, wide eyes and raised eyebrows making his boyfriend snort.

“Don’t look like I’ve just kissed you for the first time,” he says as he pulls on the sleeve of Bokuto’s shirt, “let’s go get ready. Breakfast is on you because you wanted to treat me, right?” He sends a cheeky grin over his shoulder and squeals once he sees the suspicious glint in Bokuto’s eyes.

Bokuto was quick to chase him down the hallway and on top of the bed, his fingers prodding Oikawa’s sides, making him shriek with laughter and spur out curse words. For someone who looked like a Greek God, Oikawa had the dorkiest laugh and Bokuto made sure to hear it once a day.

Breakfast could wait.

𝐢𝐯.

“Koutarou, no.”

Oikawa’s voice is stern as he looks at his boyfriend. Arms crossed over his chest and eyes locked in a heating staring battle with Bokuto’s. Neither wanted to back down and you could sense the tension in the air. Onlookers continued walking past them, sparing a glance towards the couple, but none stopping to check what was going on.

To many, it looked like a heated argument between lovers, when in reality:

“We already have enough sweets at home. We do not need any more.”

Bokuto reverts his gaze first, whining like a child at Oikawa’s statement. In his hands were still the numerous candy packs he wanted to buy, but with Oikawa hiding the basket behind his back and trying to talk Bokuto out of buying more candy, there was nowhere else to put them. To make matters worse, Bokuto forgot his wallet, leaving Oikawa’s credit card as the only payment method.

“Tooru~ please, please, please buy me this!” Bokuto tries to coax him into the unnecessary purchase, but Oikawa put his foot down and denied him again. “No. You and I both know we’ve been eating too many sweets these past few days. We should really cut them out slowly.” Bokuto doesn’t stop pouting, gripping roughly at the candy packs and trying to find a way to have them at the check-out and in his hands, stuffing them in his mouth as he binge watches random shows on the TV.

“Just this once! I won’t eat any sweets ever again!” Oikawa raises an eyebrow at his statement. “Ok, fine. I won’t eat any sweets the next month!”

Oikawa crosses his arms, the basket dangling. “Two months?” He shakes his head, Bokuto’s pout growing deeper and voice lower as he keeps talking. “Three months?” “No.” “Four months?” “Nope.” “Never!?”

Bokuto’s outburst attracts even more attention and he blushes, Oikawa chuckling at his funny predicament. Bokuto finally gives up, “fine, I’ll put them back and we can finally leave.” He starts putting back all the candy and heads straight towards check-out, not bothering to look back at his curly-haired boyfriend. He also fails to see Oikawa sneakily put in a bag of Bokuto’s favorite candy and, somehow, keeping it unknown until they headed back home.

To say that Bokuto was ecstatic would be an understatement.

Oikawa was too slow to process Bokuto flying into his arms, tightly squeezing him as the candy bag rustles in the quiet background. Not so quiet when Bokuto starts ranting out of excitement, thanking Oikawa over and over again for ending up buying him his candy.

“I love you so so much,” Bokuto keeps planting wet kisses on his face, Oikawa giggling at his puppy-like personality. “Love you too, Kou. Now, stop slobbering me and let’s make dinner.”

This time, with Oikawa in the kitchen and Bokuto helping out (no lies, but Bokuto kept eating the candy and ruining his dinner instead of actually helping), the food was decent and enough to fill their athlete’s stomach. The kitchen will live to see another day.

𝐯.

Bokuto wakes up to having a sticky note deliberately placed on the tip of his nose. He blows it away, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes before grabbing the fallen note, reading the cursive writing on it.

“Don’t sleep in too late and remember that you and I have a date tonight ;3 – love, Tooru.”

Despite dating for a few years now and living together the past few months, Oikawa never failed to surprise Bokuto with new ways of making him blush and feel like a love-struck teenager. These past few days, Oikawa kept placing post-it notes with cheesy writing on them all over the house – from the bottle of water in the fridge to the shower curtain. They kept popping up, all colorful and lovely, adding in an extra kick to the household.

Where Oikawa kept finding the will and strength to write them and stick them everywhere would never fail to amaze him, but he couldn’t deny the fact that they did, in fact, make his day better and more hopeful. With every new note, Bokuto fell more and more in love with Oikawa.

Even when he comes home after practice and errands, Oikawa still had a sticky note somewhere to greet Bokuto with, usually placing it on his back when they greet each other with a loving kiss and hug after a long day. They were more humorous than lovey-dovey, but they always made Bokuto laugh.

One morning, however, after finding out that he did not have any things to deal with outside, Oikawa slept in. It was already noon when he finally started stirring in bed, groaning as he felt the heat of the sun on his face. He also heard quiet giggling, but decided to stay quiet and pretend that he was asleep. The bed dipped beside him and Oikawa immediately recognized the smell of Bokuto’s shower gel as he leaned over his boyfriend’s ‘sleeping’ figure. What he felt next was definitely unexpected, but there was slight pressure on his nose that was gone as soon as it came. Oikawa felt a sticky substance on the tip of his nose and he knew exactly what it was.

“You’re awake!” He smiles at the sound of Bokuto’s cheerful voice as he cracks an eye open and looks at him. His hand comes to grab the note stuck on the tip of his nose and looks at the writing on it.

“I don’t need the sun to shine when you’re the only light that I need in my life.”

What Oikawa certainly didn’t expect were teary eyes right in the morning, his boyfriend’s cheesy pick-up line holding enough meaning to make Oikawa look back on all the wonderful moments he had experienced with Bokuto. He hears a soft ‘aw’ coming from Bokuto and he’s suddenly crushed by the weight of his boyfriend on top of his chest and another round of him smothering Oikawa’s face with kisses ensues.

Their laughter bounces off the bedroom walls, Oikawa’s day off proving to be one of the best he had recently. They stay like that until their stomachs remember their need for food, making the need to soother the hunger evident. Oikawa and Bokuto groan as they get out of the warm bed and their perfect cuddle position, but, neither of them would never say no to food.

And, Bokuto does find another post-it note in the fridge.

“We need all the water in the world because you make me thirsty all the time – Tooru ;3”

Smooth Tooru, smooth.

𝐯𝐢.

It’s been a few months since they’ve moved into their new home, but Oikawa still stands in the front yard, looking at the exterior and reminiscing about how it once was. There’s a soft smile on his face as he remembers all the hardships they had gone through with finishing all the paperwork and renovations. But, now that everything was perfect and finished, Oikawa felt content.

For a first project as huge as this, he couldn’t help but feel proud of him and Bokuto for handling such a difficult task. Oikawa had the tendency to stand like that for hours and look at every single spot on the house and basking in its beauty.

There were times when Bokuto joins him, like today. He sneaks his arms around Oikawa’s chest and pulls him as close to him as possible. They stay like that for a while, neither talking as they look at the beauty that is their first home together.

“We did a good job, Tooru.”

Oikawa hums in reply, swaying gently alongside Bokuto. “It looks beautiful and it’s our, Kou. This, all of this, is really ours.” He could hear himself becoming more emotional as he talked, tightening his grip on Bokuto’s arms and stopping the swaying. “Thank you for doing this with me.”

The silent night provided the two a very calm atmosphere. Oikawa’s ears hear a soft sniffle and he looks over his shoulder to see a teary-eyed Bokuto. “Kou?” He wipes away a stray tear that was falling and looks at his boyfriend. Bokuto shakes his head and takes a step back and away from Oikawa. He chuckles before shaking his head, still looking down at the ground.

“So, I don’t really know how to do this, but..,” Bokuto trails off, his hand shooting towards his pocket as if trying to find something and, surely, Oikawa could see the relief on Bokuto’s face and the smile on his face grew bigger. He heaves out a sigh and gets down on one knee, Oikawa’s loud gasp egging him on.

“Oikawa Tooru,” both of them could clearly hear the shaking in Bokuto’s voice, but neither said a word as salty tears fell down their faces. “Y-you made me the happiest man alive. Please, please do me the honors and become my husband.”

Despite the heavy rainfall of tears streaming down his face, Oikawa managed to chuckle and made a ‘tsk’ sound. “You didn’t actually pop the question, Kou. I don’t know what I’m saying yes to~” Oikawa teased, making the loving atmosphere that much lighter and earning a chuckle from Bokuto.

“Fair enough,” clearing his throat, Bokuto tried again. “Oikawa Tooru, will you marry me?”

The carefully picked out ring sat in its velvet box, shining brightly and proving to Oikawa that this really was happening. With continuous nods, Oikawa wiped the tears from his face and launched himself into Bokuto’s awaiting hold. The ring was quickly slipped onto his finger, Oikawa staring at the mesmerizing piece of jewelry and finished off Bokuto’s marriage proposal with a deep, passionate kiss.

It was already nighttime by the time the two of them finally entered their home. With the ending of one adventure come a dozen others, and Oikawa was already situated on the couch with his laptop on his lap, scanning through Pinterest yet again; but, this time, the theme of his search was something even more enjoyable than their home renovation: it was ‘wedding’.

#hqrarepairexchange2020 #oikawa x bokuto #haikyuu #haikyū!!#haikyuu writing #haikyuu exchange

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