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candy [m.i]

a small fic based on “Candy” by H.O.T/NCT DREAM | aka in which Midoriya Izuku wants to break up with you

category: angst, fluff

warning(s): Midoriya is a bit ooc, the portrayed relationship is a little toxic

w.c: 1.4k

a/n: ever since my boys covered this song, i’ve wanted to write a piece about it. so out of my cave i crawl to offer this before hiding away again. i’m trying to get back into writing but there’s just some stuff i gotta sort out before i can get fully into it. i hope you all enjoy this though! i recommend listening to the song or looking at the lyrics before/while reading, but you don’t have to in order to understand this piece. also, merry late Christmas! i hope everyone enjoyed their holidays!

groaning, Izuku cracks his back as he sits up from his hunched position, pushing his final piece of paperwork away. after a night of restless sleep, he had come in early, remembering that he hadn’t finished a report of his from the previous day. the work, however, failed to keep him from thinking back to the thought that had kept him awake all night. unfortunately for Izuku, he wasn’t sure why said thought kept him up. it wasn’t like he had anything bothering him or causing any distress. in fact, his life was at a pretty good place at the moment.

rubbing his temples, he glanced tiredly at the clock and realized it was almost sunrise. remembering you saying how much you liked watching the sun peak over the city buildings, he spun in his chair to look out the window. the sky turned golden and he found himself agreeing with you — it really was a pretty sight.

and just like the sun washed over Mustafu, realization washed over Izuku. today was the day he was going to break up with you.

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his lunch break had just hit as your nickname finally popped up on his phone screen. he accepted the call and lifted his phone to his ear.

“yeah, just set them over there— oh! ah, Izu, hey! you said you needed to call, what’s up?” your voice floated through the speaker and a small smile found its way onto his lips.

“hey, love,” he held back a sigh, “i was just wondering if you wanted to meet for lunch?”

“oh, uh, yeah, sure but… doesn’t your break start now? i have, like, another hour left to go,” he can hear the confusion in your voice and he curses himself for forgetting that you do, in fact, have your lunch break an hour after he does.

“i’ll just take mine in an hour, too, then,” he murmurs. “it’s, um, something important i need to talk to you about.”

there’s shuffling on your end and he can hear you shut the door to your office — something you only do when on important calls. “what’s going on? is everything okay?”

“yeah… yeah everything’s fine,” that’s a lie, “i just— it can’t really wait until later.”

“well, if you’re sure. uh, yeah, i can meet for lunch. where were you thinking?”

“the usual, if that works for you.”

“sounds good to me. see you around 1:30 then?” he hums in approval. “okay! i love you, Izu!”

“i love you too,” the click signals to him that you’ve hung up and he sets down his phone, dropping his head into his hands. it’s not like he completely lied — he does, in fact, still love you. but somehow a big part of him knows that he can’t be with you anymore.

now that it’s finally dawned on him, Izuku realizes that it’s been a long time coming. for the past few weeks, he’s been comparing you to other girls in text messages with his high school friends. whenever he questioned his brain why, it would always murmur back that it’s to help the heart grow cold. but if that’s the case, then why did he feel like an asshole? though he supposes he is for doing such a thing. all you’ve ever done was give him love and affection, and he’s returning it with taking your insecurities and highlighting them behind your back.

tears spring into his eyes and spill down his cheeks. it’s pathetic of him, really, to sit here crying over the situation, crying over you when he’s the one about to break your heart. he doesn’t deserve to be crying right now. but the crybaby in him can’t help himself and the tears make their way down his cheeks and splash onto the wooden surface of his desk. if only he’d broken it off when the behavior first started — dodging your kisses and walking behind you on outings — but he was selfish and kept you with him.

maybe he’d just say that the two of you should have some space… but even that seemed like a lie. shutting his eyes, Izuku shrank back into his chair with an exhale. how was he supposed to tell you that he couldn’t be with you anymore? after all, he still loves you. although that’s a part of the problem, he thinks. still loving you meant it’d be harder for him to end things.

he swallows dryly and spares a glance at the clock. there’s enough time, maybe about twenty minutes, for him to assemble some form of speech to give. nodding to himself, he stands and stretches his sore limbs before he begins pacing in front of the window.

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the restaurant is quieter than usual, Izuku notes as he enters. he counts it as a good thing for today, however, and slips into the usual booth. he fiddles with his menu as he waits for you and nearly jumps when you take your place across from him.

“hey, Zuku. did i startle you?” a small bout of laughter accompanies your words and he finds himself blushing.

“ah, yeah, you got me.” slowly, he meets your eyes and his breath catches in his throat at the sight of your smile. he can’t deny himself — even if this meeting is so he can break your heart into pieces, your smile will forever be dear to him.

“what did you need to talk about?” ah yes, another thing he loves about you: your ability to get right to the issue without delay. it’s a good quality to have considering you’re both heroes, but in times like these, Izuku has grown to hate that about you.

“oh! um… well… it can wait until we’re done eating!”

your eyebrows quirk at him but he forces a smile onto his face and avoids your gaze. he knows you want to pester him about it, but he’s saved as the waiter approaches. food and drinks are ordered and Izuku doesn’t give the chance for more questions from you as he launches right into small talk. it’s not hard to feel the annoyed look you’re giving him, but you indulge anyway.

while the two of you eat, it feels like a regular lunch to Izuku, and he forgets why he was so nervous to talk to you… until the meal is done and he’s paying. once more his throat tightens up and he feels his mouth go dry. of course… this wasn’t something he could just ignore forever. so he takes your hand and leads you out of the establishment, refusing to meet your eyes as you walk.

his feet carry him to what you’ve claimed to be your favorite bridge in the city. it’s settled in a peaceful park that stems into a Japanese garden. you lean against the railing and stare out at the pond, stance relaxing. exhaling quietly, Izuku slumps against the railing and tries to busy himself with the sights of the park.

“so, again, what did you want to talk about Izuku?” oh shit, the full name. you hardly ever use his full first name, the only exceptions being whenever you’re angry at him.

“um… well…” squeezing his eyes shut briefly, he opens them before turning to face you. he’s mentally preparing for what’s about to happen, but the second your eyes lock… it’s gone. the words that had been carefully crafted suddenly fled his mind and he’s stuck blankly looking at you. as he grasps at straws, tries to find something, anything, to say to you, another realization crashes against the back of his mind. all he’s doing is standing under the same sky as you.

smiling, he takes a breath before speaking, “i just love you, that’s all.”

confusion first settles upon your countenance, then disbelief. “you mean you stressed me out just to say i love you?” an exasperated sigh follows. “i mean, i love you too but… Izu… it’s not that impor—”

“yes it is!”

and before you can say anything else, his hands grasp your waist and he pulls you in for a kiss. your confusion melts away and you return it, arms looping around his neck.

when he finally pulls away, he gives you a sincere smile.

“i’ll always be there for you, Y/N.”

and he knows you believe him.

#izuku midoriya x reader #bnha x reader #bnha fluff #bnha angst #bnha scenarios #midoriya x reader

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rengoku and his huge crush on reader

but reader is deaf and he doesn’t know so he keeps trying to ask them out and they just like “😐…..”

so he gets all the other hashiras help

fluffy rengoku is so sweet to me 😆✌️

no bc at first poor Kyo would think that you're scared of him :( he knows he yells a lot so he'd think you're just very intimidated by him. it'd literally take him seeing you unresponsive to everyone else that it kinda connects for him, but even then he'd need it somewhat spelled out for him.

in terms of actually communicating to you, i think Giyu or Shinobu would have some basic understanding of sign language, so he'd enlist them to do the translating whilst everyone else gives him advice (save for probably Muichiro bc mans barely pays attention and Sanemi would just not care).

once he finally gets his message across, he'd be so smiley because you aren't afraid of him! he'd definitely want Giyu and Shinobu to teach him sign language. i can just imagine him bounding up to you and clumsily telling you that he loves you and his big, sweet smile makes you not want to correct him, so instead you half mumble half shout a broken "i love you too."

basically Kyo is just a lil dumb at first but he gets there!!! he just needs some help and some time <3

#marsanswers #a babie #kny x reader #kny fluff #rengoku x y/n #rengoku kyoujurou

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comfort [k.tj]

in which your boyfriend, Kamado Tanjiro, comforts you in a rough time

category: angst, fluff, hurt comfort

w.c: 1,537

warning(s): themes of depression and anxiety, mentions of meds

a/n: once again i am out of my cave to offer this. i know kny isn’t on my list of fandoms i write for, but it may be soon. this drabble is something that i very much need in my life n it’s extremely self indulgent. it’s both for those who need it and for myself. if you ever feel like this, reach out to someone. even if it’s literally just a friend, talk about it with someone. professional help is ultimately the end goal, but i know what it’s like to not search for it. take care of yourselves <3

you weren’t sure when the suffocation began. one moment you were moving out of your childhood home and in with a best friend, living your life happily, and the next everything felt out of control — new medications, a terrible financial status and the upcoming stresses of school. everything that once was okay was now crumbling beneath you, dragging you into a void of nothingness. your lungs are tired of gasping for air and your body can’t handle another all-nighter. you’re just so tired.

there’s a stockpile of dirty dishes in the sink that should be cleaned before your roommate returns, but you’re not quite leveled enough to do them. your laundry is weeks overdue and your bedding could benefit from a wash too. your skin feels dirty, your hair greasy, and how desperately you want to be clean, but getting in the shower takes too many steps.

a growl is emitting from your stomach and you’re once again reminded that you have yet to eat today. but maybe if you convince yourself that you’re not hungry, it’ll go away. only you know you need to eat, your medication is glaring at you from your desk.

your to-do list stretches like a rope before you, but all you do is roll over in bed and face the wall. right now, everything is a later problem. the therapy scheduling, the credit card issue, the changing of your major can all be done later. at this moment, all you want to do is lie in bed and sleep.

from somewhere amidst your tangled sheets, you hear your phone buzz. lazily, sluggishly, your hand feels around until the device brushes your fingertips. a sigh leaves your dry throat and slips past your chapped lips as the phone is raised to your face. you’re not in the mood for a reminder of your responsibilities, but maybe it’s just another social media notification.

with a tap on the screen, your phone lights up and there you see your newest notification, a text from Kamado Tanjiro, your boyfriend. although it’s the last thing you want to do, you go to ignore it until the words register in your brain — come open the door, love, i’m outside with a heart placed at the end.

suddenly, you feel nauseous. the thought of Tanjiro seeing you and your place like this terrifies you. as you open up your messaging app, ready to tell him something like now’s not a good time, you’re busy, you’re not home, he’s typing again. anticipation swirls in your empty stomach and before you know it, there’s tears falling in waves from your eyes — i just want to make sure you’re okay.

you feel like you haven’t gotten up in days and your legs are numb as you slowly climb out of bed. your body feels heavy as you make your way to your front door, and you purposefully avoid looking at your wall of mirrors in order to hide from your reflection.

hand on the doorhandle, you mentally prepare yourself from the disgust you’re sure Tanjiro will face you with. all that’s in your foggy mind is the understanding that you and the house are far from presentable. however, once the door has been opened, the soft look in Tanjiro’s eyes throws you for a loop. he’s looking at you so tenderly that the tears are back to falling. his gentle arms reach out to you as he steps inside, tucking you against his chest and cradling your body. the front door is gently shut with his foot and the two of you stand in your entryway, you sobbing and him whispering soft words of affirmations to you.

it takes you a while to stop crying, but Tanjiro doesn’t seem bothered at all from the way he continues to hold you even after the tears stop. only when you pull back to look at him does he relinquish some of his hold, calloused hands settling on your hips.

“what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours, love?” his nose brushes your forehead as he presses a kiss between your eyebrows. “i got worried when you said shut downs were occurring a lot lately.”

you stuff your face into the crook of his neck, swept up in the tidal wave of his affection. you always feel like a burden when a shut down happens and you avoid telling too many people. it’s usually either your close friend or your roommate that you speak to when they happen, meanwhile Tanjiro hears about them afterwards. however, his words are true, shut downs have been more frequent recently.

“i just”—you clear your parched throat, your voice showing clear signs that it’s been unused for a while—“everything feels so wrong, Tanji. i’m so tired all the time and nothing feels like it’s in my control anymore.” your breath hitches as you curl yourself deeper into your boyfriend’s hold. your nose is pressed against the meeting point of his neck and shoulder, his familiar scent filling your nostrils and giving you the sense of peace that you’d been missing for a while.

“i’m so sorry, my love,” another kiss, this time to your forehead. “i know i can’t say that i completely understand what you’re feeling, because your feelings are yours alone. but i can say that you’re not completely alone in that. if anything, everyone has those kinds of emotions, yours are just hitting you in a different way. that’s not a bad thing, either. but the only thing that matters right now is getting you feeling better. we can talk about everything and figure out what to do about it later, alright my love?”

your heart flutters with affection and you nod against his neck. he hums softly and peppers a few more kisses to your brow and forehead before gently disengaging himself from you. his large hands find yours, fingers intertwining before he’s leading you towards your bathroom. he starts the shower and makes sure the temperature won’t bother you, then gently helps you remove your pajamas that have been on you for days. once you’re in, he gives you a gentle peck to your lips and a smile before ducking out to leave you in peace.

relaxing under the hot water, you let yourself take your time in washing up. you only decide to get out once the water turns cold and you feel clean again. upon stepping out, you realize Tanjiro left a new fluffy towel and a fresh pair of clothes for you on the counter. the start of a genuine smile makes its way to your now-soft lips and you once again take your time in drying off and dressing. at the realization of the hoodie you’re now wearing being Tanjiro’s, the smile grows and heat floods through your body.

when you exit your bathroom, you hear the sound of the washer and dryer spinning away in your laundry room. your room looks tidier than it had throughout the past few weeks, and your bed is freshly made with a different set of sheets. the scent of food hits you next and your stomach grumbles in want. you make your way to the kitchen where you see Tanjiro focused on making your favorite food, so much so that he gives a tiny start when he feels your arms wrap around his middle.

“have a good shower my love?” Tanjiro asks as he turns to press a kiss to your lips. you hum in approval and rest your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. “i’m glad. your old sheets are drying and i’ve got some of your clothes in the wash. the food should be done in about two or three minutes, so how about you go pick out a show or movie to watch while we eat, hm?”

“okay,” you murmur and pull away from his arms, accepting another kiss before you’re off to the living room to scroll through the apps on the TV to find something to watch. you ultimately decide on your comfort show, finishing the setup just as Tanjiro comes over with a tray topped with two dishes filled with your favorite food and something healthy to go with it.

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you don’t remember falling sleep, but you wake up in bed, snuggled into Tanjiro’s arms. it’s obvious he’s still awake from the way he’s rubbing your back and pressing soft kisses to your hairline. you let yourself relish in the feeling before you open your eyes fully and shuffle, tilting your head back to look at him.

“thank you, Tanji. i really needed this,” your eyes well up again, but this time it was from the amount of love you feel for the man in front of you.

“of course, love. i’m here for you whenever you need me,” he smiles at you and gives your lips one final kiss before tucking your head under his chin, hanafuda earrings brushing the top of your head.

“i love you,”

“i love you too, darling. now sleep, i’ll see you in the morning,”

and for the first night in a while, you fall asleep easily.

#for those who need it #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer scenarios #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro kamado x reader #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader

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baking

in which you bake away your afternoon with Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shoto, Kaedehara Kazuha, and Kaeya Alberich (note: both Kazuha’s and Kaeya’s take place in a modern!au)

category: pure fluff

w.c: 928

warning(s): none

a/n: i apologize for being gone for a hot second again, things have been happening. i figured out what’s going on in my brain which explains a lot, including my will to never start or finish any ideas i have. however, i’m getting over COVID and felt like writing something. so enjoy these little scenarios! i like baking but doing it alone requires focus and my brain wanders too much to ever actually settle down and do it correctly lmao. but i think these characters would be good at keeping me on track for actually finishing what i’m baking. also something is in the works, which is also why i’ve been gone. anyways, enough of my rambling and onto the scenarios!

Midoriya Izuku

this sweet boy would love to bake with you any time!

he’d try to follow the recipe as closely as he can; he just wants the sweet treats to be the best you two can make them to be

if your mind wanders a lot or you can’t bring yourself to focus, he’d be there to help you every step along the way

i feel like Izuku is the type to stand behind you, hold your hands, and help you mix if you’re struggling

he’d also jokingly leave a swipe of the batter somewhere on your face

you’d gasp in mock offense and return the favor

the fight wouldn’t escalate further though because mans is serious about finishing the treats

instead he’ll just smother you in kisses

you’d almost get distracted but he’d pull away with a slightly teasing grin and go back to the batter

once the two of you deem the batter to be finished, he’ll put it in the oven

while you wait, you’ll cuddle on the couch and watch a movie or a series you’ve been binging

you’re nearly falling asleep when the oven dings, and you grumpily get up to check on the treats with Izuku in tow

if needed, you pop them back in, but once they’re officially done, you reach to eat them, but Izuku has to remind you that they have to cool, otherwise you’ll burn yourself

Todoroki Shoto

i feel like Shoto would mostly like to bake with you if you’re sad or stressed

he’d find it a relaxing activity for the both of you and it doesn’t require focusing on much aside from what your hands are doing

if at any point you begin to lose your focus, he’ll bring you back to reality by gently tugging you closer and pressing a kiss to your forehead

if you tried to initiate a food fight, even if briefly, he’d try ignore your attempts

the keyword is try because Shoto finds it difficult to ignore you in general, so he’d be smiling as he tries to focus

but if you get upset that he’s not participating, he’ll console you by saying that he doesn’t want your work to go to waste

even if it’s a stupid excuse, you concede and go back to baking

when the batter is done, he’ll ask if you want him to heat it up, and although you take it as a joke, you know he’s not

once it’s in the oven, Shoto will place you on the counter in front of him and ask if you want to talk about what’s been bothering you

whether or not you say yes, he’ll tell you he’s always here to listen

if you did say yes, you’ll find yourself in a comforting hug once you’re done and a kiss is pressed to the top of your head

but you always end up in a conversation about anything before the treats are done

spoiler: he pulls them out of the oven with no mitt because he’s wild like that

this was very self-indulgent i’m not sorry

Kaedehara Kazuha

honestly, i think Kazuha is in between Izuku and Shoto in the sense that he’d bake with you at any point, but it’d be a stress-relieving act for him

when he notices your mind begin to slip, he’ll take your hands or remove the utensil you’re using and press kisses to your wrist until you’re focused on him

then he’ll remind you of baking and you’ll apologize with heated cheeks

he’d just chuckle in response

once you’re focused again, however, Kazuha would be the type to “accidentally” toss some of the ingredients on you

as you turn to look at him in shock, he’d be diligently working like he’s done nothing wrong

you’d retaliate but all he would do is laugh, nudging you with his hip

once everything was mixed, one of you would slip the treats into the oven

afterwards, the two of you would cozy up in your window seat and Kazuha would recite some poetry to you

as you relaxed, you didn’t even hear the oven going off

thankfully, Kazuha has excellent hearing, and made sure nothing burned

he’d tease you for being impatient if you tried to eat them before they cooled, but he’s the first at them once they’re no longer burning hot

Kaeya Alberich

out of all the people in this headcanon, Kaeya is least likely to bake with you

it’s not that he hates it, it’s just not his speed

but if you beg enough or make a compromise, he won’t hesitate

however, once he begins, he’s more hands-on than you’d expect him to be

if you stop focusing or get distracted, he’ll tease you by calling you a slacker mentioning that you wanted to do this more than he did

a frown in his direction will have him laughing, but he’ll lovingly suggest doing everything together instead of dividing and conquering

he’s most likely to start a whole food fight, but only if it’s not too large or uses too many ingredients so you can finish

unexpectedly though, he’ll actually help clean up and send you off to shower first

of course, he’ll jokingly ask if you’d like to conserve water, but respects you if you tell him no

while the treats are baking, you’re probably doing something he likes to balance out the happenings of the day

you don’t complain though because he picked something you both like doing

he’s a simp for you but you’re a simp for him too

#i hope this is good #i wrote this watching the lion king #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #bnha scenarios #izuku midoria x reader #deku x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #todoroki x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact scenarios #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #kaeya alberich x reader #kaeya x reader

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into the forest [i.h]

in which you and your lover, Iwaizumi Hajime, are met with some resistance to your relationship. after learning of your morganatic marriage, your father, the king, takes matters into his own hands.

category: fantasy au, horror(? it’s not really but it can be spooky ig), angst, brief fluff

w.c: 3,191

warning(s): they make out lol, brief violence

a/n: so this is definitely the longest piece i’ve written for tumblr. also no one @ me for saying i was gonna write more on break and then i didn’t but this popped in my head very recently so here this is. the Iwa brainrot is very much real right now. this is also from like two hours of sleep so it’s probably not too great but i’m proud of it either way.

his grip on your hand tightens as you duck into an alleyway. your body presses against his when he shields you from the passing guards. slowly, your eyes flit up to meet his olive-hued ones.

“are you sure about this, your highness?” he asks, breath ghosting your lips. “i don’t think you should be sacrificing your sta—”

“i’ve already made my decision, Haji,” you whisper, free hand coming to wrap around his wrist. “i don’t care about anything as long as you’re with me.”

“you’re too soft,” he huffs and leans down to briefly capture your lips with his own. you let out a sigh of appreciation and melt into his arms, reaching one hand up to play with the small hairs on the back of his neck as he pulls away. “i think they’re gone.”

a small part of you is acutely aware you should move your position to somewhere safer, but you’re craving more. while he knows it too, Hajime can’t bring himself to deny you. his lips collide with yours again and both of your arms wind around his neck. his hands gently grip your waist and he tugs you closer. your chests are pressed together as the both of you lose yourselves in the kisses. neither of you notice the approaching footsteps, nor realize the sudden gravity of the situation until someone clears their throat. you break apart to see your father standing at the front of the alleyway, arms crossed.

“father!” you gasp out and you know it’s too late. “don’t blame Ha— i mean Iwaizumi-san! i made him do this, it’s not…” you fall silent at his gaze, shrinking back into the wall. beside you, Hajime falls to one knee, head towards the ground.

before you can stop him, he begins speaking, “this is all my fault, your majesty. please, punish me in whatever way you see fit. i know i am in no place to make requests or demands, but all i will ask of you is to leave your child out of it.”

“Hajime, no!” you cry, falling to your knees and gripping at his sleeves. “don’t try to take the blame and let me—”

“please stop kneeling, your highness, your clothing will get soiled. you do not need to try to demolish anything for a lowly servant like myself.”

tears threaten to fall from your eyes and you turn to your father. the look in his eyes nearly breaks you; the love he once had for you can no longer be seen. instead, he’s glaring at you in disgust, eyes steely. you avoid the need to look away, trying to get through to him somehow, but you know that you and Hajime are doomed as something tells you no one will be leaving this situation happily.

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the ropes are tight and painful on your wrists as you’re being pushed along. you can’t see anything with a sack covering your head, but you can hear the snapping of twigs and the crunching leaves beneath the feet of you and your so-called escort. despite your claim that you know the area surrounding your castle perfectly, you have no idea where you are. a push comes from behind and you stumble with a gasp, hissing as something scrapes your leg.

finally, you stop and are once again shoved, falling over as you hear your “escort” taking off. you groan and shuffle in an attempt to sit up, but it proves difficult while your hands are bound. just as the thought of being alone in this unknown area sets in, you hear movement from nearby. you freeze and want to move away, but the most you can do is wiggle around pitifully. you briefly think of speaking, but you don’t know who — or what — it is. then you hear it, the voice of your savior.

“your highness?”

“Hajime?” the sack is taken off gently and you give your eyes a moment to adjust to the light. “oh, Hajime!”

“why are you here?” he asks, though it’s more like a demand, as he works on removing the ropes binding your wrists. “this isn’t somewhere you should be.”

you finally take a look around at your surroundings and realize that the trees look a lot… taller than they should be. the sky is barely visible and you don’t see any of the normal plants or wildlife you would typically see.

“where… where exactly are we?” you ask. Hajime doesn’t speak at first and takes your hands gently, pulling you up from the ground. he politely dusts you off and fixes your hair then cradles your face in his hands. he’s looking at you so softly that you almost forget the seriousness of the situation. almost.

“i told you you shouldn’t have gotten involved with me.” he lets your face go and turns around, rubbing his temples in stress. “you wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t—”

“i knew full well the possible consequences, Hajime. don’t go pulling out this ‘if only’ shit when you and i both knew what this relationship would bring!”

“if it was just casual or dating, fine, but the marriage! good lord, Y/N, open your eyes! we’re stranded out here and it’s my fault!”

“that’s bullshit, Hajime! i asked you out first!”

“and i asked you to marry me!”

“well you don’t see me regretting it, do you?”

he whips around to face you, looking ready to yell, but a hauntingly strange deer-like call stopped him. you instinctively burrow closer to him and his arms wrap around you, ready to protect you at a moment’s notice. the eerie silence makes you look up at him and open your mouth to speak, but he presses a finger to his lips and shakes his head. you nod shakily, shoving your face into his shoulder when the calls rings through the thick air, closer than before.

one of his hands finds yours and he starts to tug you along gently, glancing over his shoulder every so often to make sure it’s still you behind him. the call still seems so close, and the uneasy fear settles in. it’s only when you glance over your shoulder that you see it staring directly at you. a gasp floats through your lips and your grip on Hajime’s hand becomes tight.

“Hajime,” you whisper harshly, “what is that?”

you bump into his chest when the thing starts to make its way towards you. it’s not easy to see through the dark shade of the tall trees, but squinting allows you to make out the shape of a deer. except a small part of you knows it’s not actually a deer. its unstable, jerking steps could pass for a fawn, but it was much too large to be one. it also only used its hind legs, the front ones dangling too far for comfort from the ground. then there was the aura the… thing had. it was so unsettling that you could feel goosebumps rising on your skin, the hairs on your neck stood up, a pit in your stomach form and you wanted to throw up.

it raises its head and lets out the damn call again, and that’s when Hajime scoops you up and books it. your hands find purchase on his shoulders as he weaves through trees, chest heaving. you can faintly see its outline, but you know it’s giving chase. how the hell did this become your reality in less than twenty four hours?

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Hajime feels like he’s been running for hours, but he knows he can’t stop or put you down yet. he refuses to let either of you go out like this, so he keeps going. his eyes are flitting around, desperately trying to find a safe place the two of you can hide in. he’s about to lose hope when he sees a small cave opening, and he hopes the creature is too big to fit as he darts in, ducking behind a stalagmite for good measure. the creature screeches out that terrible call, and Hajime only sets you down when the sound of its hooves has faded.

while he looks around to ensure the both of you are safe, he doesn’t see you sink to your knees until he turns around. “Y/N—”

“i… i think we’re… i think we’re in the Forest, Haji.”

your voice is faint, and when you look up at him, your eyes are wet and no longer sparkling brightly. instead, they’re filled with fear and agony. your chest is heaving, desperately trying to catch the breath that eludes you. and although he wants to continue your earlier conversation, Hajime knows you need him more than anything.

“my love,” he begins, kneeling in front of you and cradling your face in his hands, “we’ll be alright. nothing can hurt you while i’m here, i promise.”

“no, Hajime, you don’t get it!” you speak through the sobs that are beginning to surface, “no one survives in the Forest! we’re going to die here and it’s because—”

“because your father is a cruel man.” he cuts you off sternly. you look ready to argue, but he squishes your cheeks between his palms. “placing the blame on either of us won’t help right now. what we need to do is figure out what we need to do next.”

a hiccup wracks your body and Hajime tucks you into his chest, pressing your ear to his heart and pressing kisses to the top of your head. he holds you as you cry, rocking your bodies back and forth in hopes to help calm you. he says nothing, only providing you kisses and back rubs until your sobs have subsided. you fist his shirt in your hands and inhale his scent, trying to stop your racing mind.

“but what can we do?” you ask. “there’s no way out once you’re in, and— and there’s things like that everywhere.”

his hand cards through your hair and he sighs. “honestly… i’m not sure. but if it’s possible that there’s any way out of this, even with the slimmest of chances, we have to try.”

you look at him again with tired eyes. he knows that he’s practically making an empty promise as you’re right, nothing ever leaves the Forest, but he doesn’t want you to sit and cry here forever. he has to do something to save you.

“come on,” he speaks softly and stands up, reaching down to help you up. “let’s just start walking and see what happens, alright?”

he senses your hesitation but is glad when you nod, following him out of the cave. there’s a bit more light than before, and he wonders if it’s later in the day. once he determines the coast is clear, he starts walking, making sure you don’t trip over any protruding roots or anything of the like.

it almost seems too quiet, and he curses himself for thinking so when a noise comes from his right. he feels you press against his back and he wraps an arm around you. as soon as he looks up, however, he comes to regret it as there’s an abnormally large wolf running straight at the two of you.

“Haji—”

and then it was quiet except for a distant, eerie call from the not-deer. Hajime feels his breath quicken as he realizes the wolf has been taken down with an arrow through its skull. he immediately goes to shield your eyes, refusing to allow you to see anything. his confusion vanishes when he sees something leap from one tree to another. he narrows his eyes, trying to spot the quick moving entity. however, it quickly becomes clear that it’s impossible, so he decides on moving you away from the dead monster. once he’s sure you’re far enough, he lets you see again.

“what happened?” you ask, taking in the slightly different surroundings. “where did the wolf go?”

“it won’t bother us anymore,” Hajime replies and cards his hand through your hair. he won’t say more, though, and glances back up at the trees. he can’t see whatever it was that had killed the wolf, and he’s unsure if he should be grateful or worried. “we should keep walking.”

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“Hajime, i’m getting hungry,” you tug on his sleeve. you weren’t sure how long you’d been walking for, but your body was starting to shut down from the lack of food.

“i know, my love. i’m sure we’ll find something eventually. we need to keep moving for now.” he squeezes your hand and you whine, rubbing your stomach dramatically. he gives you a look and you pout. you’d like to think you aren’t spoiled, but you can’t help when you’re hungry.

“but eventually is too long. i need something…” you trail off, eyebrows furrowed and staring straight ahead. “who is that?”

standing in front of you is something akin to a child, and you’d think it was a human one if its ears weren’t so pointy. it stares at you, and while you don’t get the feeling of dread the not-deer gave you, you’re still on edge. your alertness heightens as it reaches for your hand, but it doesn’t seem to want to hurt you… or, at least, not yet.

you inhale deeply and place your hand in the creature’s, and it leads you along. neither you or Hajime know where you’re going, but you keep your hands firmly clasped in reassurance. as your little trio begins to walk into the darker part of the Forest, you panic, suddenly regretting your decision.

however, there’s a soft light you can see faintly, and it grows as you approach. pushing a few branches aside, you realize this little creature has brought you to its… well… colony, you suppose. there’s a fire going in the middle of the clearing, and there’s more creatures similar to the one holding your hand sitting around it.

logically, you knew it probably wasn’t best to go any further, and you’re about to give into Hajime’s tugs on your hand when you smell it. food.

“Haji, wait, they have food!” you exclaim and bounce excitedly on the balls of your feet. your lover’s eyes narrow at you and it’s not hard to recognize the look as the one he makes when he’s about to try to talk sense into someone. “oh, please, Haji, they seem harmless!”

“that’s the key word, Y/N, seem. we don’t know if they actually are or not,” he pinches the bridge of his nose. “i know you’re hungry, but that’s not an excuse to just trust them so openly.”

“well they’re the only ones who’ve tried to help us so far,” you shoot back with a huff.

“maybe that’s how they get to their prey!”

“oh, please, Hajime, live a little, come on!”

“did you seriously just—”

“hello!” a child-like voice comes from below, and you both look to see one of the creatures beaming up at you. “you’re outsiders, aren’t ya? where exactly did ya come from? ah, doesn’t matter, you seem hungry! come eat!” they grasp your wrist and together with the first, they manage to drag you and Hajime into the clearing. none of the others seem bothered by this, especially when the second creature — which you now can tell is a girl — moves them from the food. the first is a boy, and he lets go of you in favor of going to sit with his friends.

you watch as the girl tells off some of the others and shoos them away, trying to allow you space to get your food.

“um—” you start, but aren’t surprised when you’re cut off.

“help yourself! i’ll go get niisan!” she’s off before you have time to process it.

you turn to look at Hajime, and you know that although he was against this, he was clearly hungry. he meets your eyes and lets out a sigh, meaning you can eat.

the both of you eat what you can and you feel warm and content having eaten. Hajime looks the way you feel, and you curl into his side, letting both the warmth from the fire and his body lull you into a security you’re unsure you should be feeling. as your husband gently scratches your arm, you nearly fall asleep until someone coughs above you.

you both look up to see a man around your age staring down at you, and you assume this is the “niisan” the girl was talking about earlier.

“i’d like to speak to you, if you don’t mind,” he clasps his hands behind his back as he talks, and you feel a little intimidated. Hajime stands first before he pulls you up and dusts you off again. you follow behind while he gently tugs you along, and the man leads you to a small hut. “please, sit.” he gestures once everyone’s inside, and you and Hajime settle yourselves onto the cushions.

“um… this may sound rude,” you begin, “but, ah, what exactly are you?”

the man’s eyes pierce into yours and you fear you’ve upset him until he hums. “we are paidiá tour dásous, though you can just refer to us as ‘Forest children’ if that’s easier.” you nod and he sits across from you and Hajime. “my name is Daichi, and i’m the oldest, also the one who protects the younger children.”

“i’m—” you ignore the pinch Hajime gives your side “i’m Y/N, and this is Hajime.”

“hello, Y/N and Hajime. what brings you out into the Forest? humans like you don’t usually end up here.”

“ah,” your face heats up and you press your hands to your reddening cheeks. “well, you see….”

you glance at Hajime, and he’s looking at you like you should stop talking, but he’s not going to stop you. the two of you have a staring contest, neither backing down, until Daichi chuckles. “you were banished, i’m assuming.”

shyly, you nod and look at the ground, finding the grass much more interesting than looking at either of the men in the tent with you. Hajime sighs from next to you and stops your hands from picking at the dirt. “they were royalty, i was a servant. we married and their father found out. we were exiled here as a result.”

the Forest child in front of you hums again and you hear him shuffle around before he stills again. “well then, your highness, i’ll present you with the three options you have.” once you look at him he continues. “you can either stay here safely with me and the other children, you can try to make it through the Forest on your own and die, or…” he trails off.

“or?” you ask, leaning in further like he was about to divulge a very juicy secret.

“or… we take you through the forest safely and you take revenge on your family. these are your choices.”

you look at Hajime with wide eyes. his face is unreadable, but you know him too well, and you know the choice he wishes to make. now, all you have to do is make yours.

#i could make this into a series #idk tho #haikyu x reader #haikyu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x gender neutral reader #iwaizumi hajime #iwaizumi angst #haikyuu angst

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Hello, I hope you're having a WONDERFUL day! A request for MHA HCS feat. Overprotective Husband! Midoriya, Bakugou, Todoroki, and Kirishima w/ a Pregnant! S/O? (They take EVERY precaution to the MAX). Thank you! <3

headcanons of Bakugo, Midoria, Todoroki, and Kirishima as your over protective husbands [afab!reader]

category: fluff

w.c: 851

warning(s): none

a/n: yes i am giving two updates tonight. i apologize for the wait anon, i really hope this is worth it! honestly i’m not too thrilled with how it turned out but considering i’m getting back into writing i’ll just leave it be.

Bakugo Katsuki

bold of you to assume you’re allowed to breathe without his supervision

but seriously, this man refuses to let you lift a finger

you’re going to sit on the couch the whole time you’re carrying his child

if he sees you standing to clean something up, he’s screaming at you to sit back down

the last thing he wants is for you to hurt yourself or the baby

even if you tell him it’s fine he won’t believe you because there’s always a “what if”

if you’re a pro hero, you’re not going to work

he’ll hesitantly let you go the office because even though he can’t be with you, he knows you can’t really take the day off

he’s also going to be baby-proofing the house and building the nursery while you relax

you tell him the theme you want and he’ll make it, but you’re not helping

once you get a chair in the room though, he’ll let you sit on it to keep him company or give him direction

he’d be the kind of husband to monitor your habits as well

he makes sure you’re getting enough sleep, eating enough, and that you don’t do anything that could harm you or the baby

if you don’t listen to him and do one of those things, he’ll get angry

you might find this suffocating but you also know he’s doing it because he loves you, so you let it go

all in all, Bakugo is just soft for you and your child and will show it through polite aggression

Midoriya Izuku

literally panicks if you do anything that remotely seems like you’re overexerting yourself

you could be bending over to pick up a fallen object and he’s rushing over to get it for you

now, Midoriya may not expect you to sit on the couch like Bakugo, but he’s by your side whenever he’s with you

he’d definitely call his mom to come stay with you if he has to rush into work

if you’re a pro hero, Midoriya, like Bakugo, will be a little unsure of you going into the office

but he’ll calm down once you remind him that there’s always people there in case of an emergency

any kind of hero work out on the field though is out of the question

he’s already panicked over you getting a paper cut, so if you went out to fight, he’d probably die then and there

the day he finds out you’re pregnant, he’s instantly planning the nursery (after he cried so hard he fainted)

he’ll let you help somewhat, but if you lift anything anything heavy (which he classifies as everything), he’s panicking and sitting you down

if you say anything about feeling unwell, mans is taking you to the hospital

overall, a great husband, but you could do with less crying and panicking

Todoroki Shoto

confused to say the least

the type to bubble wrap your entire apartment because someone online said it (it was clearly a joke but he thought otherwise)

after you convince him to take down the bubble wrap, he becomes your personal shadow

if you need anything, he’ll do it for you

he’ll even feed you

you’ll have to explain to him that you can do some things on your own

he won’t let you go to work though

not even to the office, he thinks you’re in too much danger with carrying his child

Fuyumi will be over a lot as both support and to stay with you when Shoto has to work

as for the nursery, he has no idea how to plan colors or the space so you and Fuyumi do it together

he just about had a stroke when he came home to you painting the walls

your brush? snatched

you? no longer standing and are banned to the rocking chair

pls help him he’s trying

Kirishima Eijiro

honestly probably the most tame

you can always tell he wants to speak up, but he’ll say it’s not manly to invade your space

proceeds to do it lowkey

he’ll help you if you need, but when you tell him you’ll be fine, he backs off

that is, until he sees you rub a sore area and he’s jumping up to do it instead

he’s the type to carry you up the stairs when you get bigger because he’d rather you not fall and hurt yourself or the baby

he views your work similar to Midoriya: office work is fine, but no work that causes you to move too much or over-exert yourself

although he’d definitely try to convince you to work from home unless it’s really necessary

when you’re ready to start the nursery, he gets a grouchy Bakugo and smiley Kaminari to come help him put it together

he tells you that four is a crowd, though it’s not hard to tell he’s just subtly keeping you from working

so instead you just direct them and somehow it ends up not terrible

so again, probably the most tame, but he’s definitely more secretive about his protectiveness

#not great ngl #bnha x reader #my hero academia #my hero headcanons #my hero academia scenarios #bakugo x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima ejiro x reader

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l’appel du vide [k.kh]

in which you feel the call of the void and Kazuha is there to pull you back to reality

category: angst, the tiniest amount of fluff

w.c: 1633

warning(s): death, themes of depression

a/n: wow okay it’s been a hot minute. a lot has been happening — both school and personal things — so i apologize for being dead for the past hundred years. i hope you like this one! also, to the anon that sent in a request, it’s in the works, but my current degree made me fall out of love with writing. but since i’m on break and thinking of changing my career choice, i found the motivation to write today! side note i started playing Genshin (obviously) so that’s also consumed most of my time because Kazoo my beloved.

the sinking feeling in your chest spreads to your throat as you mindlessly thumb over the area your vision once rested. it had blown up so quickly — one second you were fending off the Shogunate and the next you were on your back and your heart was empty. you couldn’t even stir up the feeling of hatred or resentment for the Shogun and her vision hunt decree, maybe you deserved it after all. if having a vision stood in the way of eternity, then you deserved to be punished by your god. you just never expected the loss to run through your body in waves of dark emptiness.

a light touch, barely there, settled upon your cheek and gently turned your face towards the owner. Kaedehara Kazuha, your lover, crouched next to you with airy concern in his carmine hues.

“dearest, we need to keep moving,” his soothing voice floats into your ears and somewhere in the recesses of your mind, you know he’s right, but you still feel so empty. “we need to hide.”

“what’s the point?” you mutter and turn your face back to the sky. “i don’t remember why i should.”

“the Shogunate, dearest, they’ll—” the look in your eyes causes his sentence to falter. he’s never seen you look so distant and cold, your current countenance plunges him under a wave of displeasure.

you huff yet make no sign that you’ll move. “maybe we should just give up.”

as if you’ve burned him, Kazuha rips his hand away from your face. he knew that having a vision stolen usually meant that the loss of determination and memories would sweep the owner away eventually, but he didn’t think it would come for you this quickly. his eyes search yours in subtle desperation, wishing you would snap out of the darkness in your mind.

“we can’t just give up, dearest,” the term of endearment now sounds strained, “we have to resist.”

you finally meet his eyes and although you can’t shake the feeling of emptiness, you finally sit up slowly. “there’s no point in resisting, Kazuha. i’ve lost everything.”

it’s obvious that your words are ripping into his very soul and slowly stripping him bare before you, yet he stays strong. he stands quickly and reaches a hand out to you, which you take more sluggishly than he would like. once you’re on your feet, the two of you are off, racing through Narukami Forest and towards the docks of Ritou.

sneaking onto a boat wasn’t particularly hard, and Kazuha thinks you’ve finally returned to him until you whisper to him, voice shakily thin, “are we not meant to repent for standing in the way of eternity?”

his eyes harden as he stares at you, “Tomo was killed, dearest, by the very person searching for eternity. have you so easily let that slip away?”

“did you not call it justified?” you question, eyes finally beginning to water, and he feels bad for lashing out at you.

“what Tomo did is honorable, but he also lost. the Shogun is in the right for killing him, but that doesn’t mean that i’m not upset. i need you to understand, dearest, that Tomo died fighting for the same cause that we’re escaping for.”

“and… that’s freedom?”

“exactly. freedom.” he nods and reaches up to run a gentle hand over your head.

the silence settles in, though it’s not hard to tell that it’s awkward and strained. you’re unsure if he’s still mad or upset with you, or if he knows the internal battle you’re having and he’s letting you sort it out alone. and yet, the quieter it is, the more you begin to fidget. Kazuha peers at you through his lashes, but before he can berate you for moving so much, the words come tumbling out and the tears are making their way down your face.

“i’ve hurt you, haven’t i? i— when i said i lost everything, i hope you know that i still cherish you but it’s… i feel like i’ve swallowed the whole sea and it’s churning inside of me. my emotions are drowning and the early morning fog has rested over my brain and it just— nothing seems right. i feel so empty, Kazuha,” you grip his sleeve tightly. “please, tell me what purpose i had. or have, i suppose. i just… i need you to guide me.”

he’s about to respond when the clearing of a throat had you whipping your head around to look. there, in the doorway, stood a woman, her long brown locks falling gracefully down her back. she squints at you with her only visible eye, scrutinizing your presence aboard her vessel.

“and what are you doing in here, exactly?”

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for the next month and a half, your lover doesn’t speak. after the pirate woman, Beidou, had found you tucked in the storage room behind all the barrels, he’d suddenly gone quiet. this was rather concerning for you — your lover was often flowery with his words and never seemed short on poems for you. and yet, every time you asked him for one, or even just for him to speak, he’d sigh and tell you “not now, dearest,” before giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead and leave you standing alone. you feared he would never speak to you again until one fateful night.

you were resting in the crow’s nest after a rather long day when the familiar sounds of someone climbing up met your ears. although they felt heavy heavy, your eyelids cracked open in time to see Kazuha lifting himself in beside you.

“hello,” you murmur out politely and tucked your knees in to give your lover more room. is it still acceptable to call him that? your lover. he hadn’t told you that he wished to separate, but with his current behavior, you were no longer sure of your standing with one another.

silence weighed down like a ball and chain, and you started when he began to speak.

“forgive me, dearest,” his hand searched for yours and, once it was given to him, he tugged it to his lips to pepper fleeting kisses upon your palm. “i’ve been grieving him without you.”

“it’s alright,” you say, though you’re no longer sure if it really is.

“that’s no excuse to avoid you,” he pulls you close and you find his heartbeat in your ears. it’s still as calming as ever, and you find yourself being lulled into a sense of peace by its rhythm. “have you been alright, dearest?”

“no,” hot tears fill your eyes again. you’ve missed him, so much, but the absence of your vision still drags you into the empty abyss inside your mind. “i don’t— i can’t remember what we’re trying to do. and even if i could… i’m no longer sure i want to.”

he says nothing, though the gentle kiss that is placed upon your head says it all. i know.

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your chest constricts as you watch your lover, your captain, and your fellow crew mates rush in to aid the Resistance in battle. the dark ocean inside seems to keep you rooted in place. although you wield your weapon, you can’t bring yourself to lift it. without your vision, you can no longer remember how to fight, and watching your allies go down drives in the panic of what if you fail?

the feeling of a spear catching your cheek has you reeling backwards, freezing at the sight of the Shogunate soldier before you. as you maintain eye contact, it hits you. the soldier before you is the same one that had stolen your vision all those months ago. the ocean water rises to your throat and it’s all you can do to keep yourself from crying.

you’re so lost in slipping into the abyss’ arms that you don’t register the piercing pain in your stomach until Kazuha screams your name. reluctantly, your eyes drag downward until you see it. the soldier had impaled you upon his spear, and he was ripping it out and moving on to a new target by the time your lover reached you.

“dearest! dearest, please, talk to me!” your knees hit the sand and you collapse into his chest. your eyes water when you hear his heartbeat, no longer calm but erratic, his touch no longer gentle but desperate, and his voice, no longer calm but filled with panic.

“it’s— i’m okay,” you manage to force out. “i’ll be okay, Kazuha.”

your hand comes to rest on his cheek and his own envelops it, his tears splashing onto your face. he chokes out a weak plea for help, but you know Lady Kokomi is unable to come heal you without leaving the front lines alone.

“Kazuha,” you call, and his gaze obediently returns to yours. “promise—” you pause to cough, “promise me you’ll help the traveler, alright? promise me you’ll obtain your freedom,”

“but it was your ambition too, was it not, dearest?” he strokes your head, his carmine hues swirling with love and regret.

you laugh, and although it’s weak, it’s still his favorite sound the wind has ever allowed him to hear. “oh, Kazuha,” you sigh, and you know it’s over. “my ambition is you.”

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bonus:

the platinum blonde stands before the sword of his friend, eyes cast downward onto his hands.

“rest well, Tomo.” he places the first vision down and stands quietly for a moment before he speaks again. “rest well, dearest. i’ll be with you again one day. i love you.” he kisses the second vision before setting it beside the first. he stands silent once again before he turns to leave. somewhere, carried towards the horizon upon the gentle breeze, he hears your laugh and an i love you too.

#ow #this hurt my beta reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #kaedehara kazuha #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #im not dead

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C8H11NO2+C10H12N20+C43H66N12O12S2 [m.i]

in which Izuku lives his life with you, but something’s different.

category: angst, a sprinkle of fluff

w.c: 996

warning(s): none i think but if there is let me know

a/n: wowow i haven’t written anything on here in weeks. i got a full-time job n it’s taken up a lot of my time. anyways, have this mess. my friend felt pain when i read her this so hopefully it’s good.

March 7

green eyes fluttering fluttering open, Izuku finds himself lying on your shared bed. his arm is resting where your body previously was, spot now gone cold. a groan slips past his lips as he sits and stretches his muscular body. the shirt on his torso lifts slightly, allowing for a slight breeze to tickle his skin.

he slips out of bed and makes his way into the kitchen only to find you at the stove, breakfast being prepared. his arms settle around your waist as he presses a kiss to your cheek, his fingers gently digging into your hips.

“mornin’ Zuku,” you chime, sending him a grin. you give him a small peck on the nose before focusing back onto the food in front of you.

“mornin’ baby. are you making my favorite?”

you hum, eyes twinkling as you briefly squeeze the hands on your waist. your husband smatters kisses down your neck and across your shoulderblades, moving with you as you grab everything needed for the meal.

“can you get the table ready?” you question as you began to shift the food onto the dishware. Izuku nods against your shoulder and removes himself from you to do as asked.

it isn’t long before the table is full of food with you and your husband settled in your designated chairs. while Izuku begins to shovel his food into his mouth, you smile at him, chopsticks in hand.

“don’t forget your vitamins, dear,”

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June 18

a large smile is what greets Izuku when he arrives home. exhausted, he drops himself into your awaiting arms and nuzzles into your neck.

“how was work today, Zu?” you ask as your hands run up and down his back, rubbing at the knots you find.

your husband hums in appreciation, arms settling around your waist. “long. there were a lot more villain attacks today.” you couldn’t miss the tightening of his arms around you, or the way he took a deep, shaky breath.

“don’t worry, i’m safe. i’m okay,” Izuku feels tears spring to his eyes as you reassure him, fingers now combing through his hair. “i’m not going anywhere.”

“i know,” he mumbles, pulling away to wipe at his eyes. “d’you want to order in for dinner?”

you give him a soft smile, one hand settling on his chest as the other lands on his cheek. “that sounds wonderful. just don’t forget to take your vitamins, yeah?”

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July 10

the house is filled with the sounds of laughter as you and Izuku sit at the table with his mother.

“i can’t believe you used to do that!” you wheeze through your laughter. your husband nudges you playfully, whining as it only makes you laugh more. “i’m not saying it’s bad!”

“you’re implying it!”

a noise of surprise leaves your lips as Izuku’s fingers dig into your sides in retaliation. you smack his hands away and give him a half-hearted glare.

Inko croons at the two of you from across the table and a blush settles across Izuku’s face. “well aren’t you two adorable,” she teases, a grin lighting up her face.

“mom, please,” your husband gasps and attempts to cover his face.

she winks at you before delving into another embarrassing childhood story you haven’t heard yet, leaving your husband a flustered mess.

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October 27

“Zuku, did you take your vitamins today?” you peek into your husband’s study only to see him curled on the floor, hands tightly clamped over his ears. “Zuku?”

you rush over to him and land on your knees, hands reaching out to curl around his gently. he doesn’t fight it until his green hues land on your face.

“no!” he shouts and clamps his hands over his ears once more. “go away! you’re not real! you’re not real! you’re—”

his cries are silenced once you pull him into your chest and tuck his head under your chin. you begin to rock your bodies, humming in order to calm him faster. his hands grip onto your shirt, fingers clenching the fabric.

it takes him a while to collect himself, but once he does, his warm hands cup your cheeks as he studies you closely. “you’re okay,” he murmurs and pulls you in for a gentle kiss. your hands run over his arms and shoulders, giving him reassuring squeezes when it felt like his anxiety was piling back up.

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December 4

his hand tightly grips your wrist, tears streaming down his freckled face. you stare back with the same amount of sadness, but you know it’s over.

“Zu, i have to go.” you tug on your arm gently.

“but you can’t! i’m not ready! i-i—”

“your trial is done, dear. you’re behind on the payments. you know they won’t let me stay.”

your husband falls to his knees, and you allow him to pull you closer. your hand automatically begins to run through his hair, trying to calm him down. “i’ll be better,” he mumbles into your stomach.

“i’m sorry, Zu, but—”

“no.” the conviction in his voice makes you freeze, realizing his grip on you has become impossibly tight. “i’m not letting you go again.”

“Izuku, let me go,” you say and place your hands on his shoulders, desperately trying to push him off. however, when his face lifts to meet yours, you know there’s no way you’re winning.

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“scientists have found a way to manufacture the chemical love. it’s said to be made of dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin. the side effects may include schizophrenia, extreme paranoia, and insanity. if you plan on taking the chemical, do so in moderation—” Izuku finds himself no longer listening to the television. he glances at the flyer in his hands: bring back your loved ones! android look-alikes starting at 120,000 yen!

#not sure what this is but it exists #my hero academia #izuku midoriya #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya x reader #my hero imagines #bnha x reader #bnha angst #izuku midoria angst

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the about section

hello there, and welcome to my blog!

some facts about me:

↪ name: mars

↪ age: 21 (somehow)

↪ pronouns: they/them

basic fic rules:

↪ i’ll write for most genres, but no smut. it doesn’t make me uncomfortable, i just can’t write it well. but, i will write suggestive content, as long as it doesn’t escalate into smut

↪ i’m willing to write about dark content — just not explicitly, unless it’s a horror fic, then it depends on what type of horror fic i’m writing. however, i will not write about sexual harassment or anything non-con/dub-con

↪ one shots, drabbles, and headcanons are the easiest for me to write because fics or long series burn me out easily

request rules:

↪ i’ll only take a certain amount of characters for each type of writing piece — one character for one shots and drabbles, and up to four for headcanons

↪ if you make a request, specifically for a drabble or one shot, give enough detail so i know what you’re looking for

↪ please try not to give physical attributes for the reader, i want to make my fics accessible to everyone

↪ also, don’t make any requests that are rude towards other people. i don’t think i have to say this but i’m doing it anyways

↪ and if you do request, please do it nicely

speaking of requests, they’re open! you can make requests here!

fandoms:

↪ Haikyū!!

↪ My Hero Academia / BNHA

↪ Genshin Impact

↪ Demon Slayer / KNY

↪ i’ll add more soon, but these are the only ones i’m okay at writing

that’s about it for now, i’ll update this as time goes on. i hope you like my writing. come by again sometime!

MASTERLIST [coming soon...]

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rubatosis [t.s]

rubatosis (n: the unsettling awareness of your heartbeat); in which Todoroki Shoto runs from the lantern demon

category: horror, angst

w.c: 935

warning(s): kinda suggestive, character death

a/n: i don’t really know what this is. i was writing fluff and then i started this instead. but i’m done with finals so hopefully i’ll be able to write more.

the creaking of a swinging lantern sent a shock of fear into Shoto’s heart. he thought he’d lost it a few streets back, so how had it found him again?

“Shoto… why are you trying to hide from me?” his stomach twisted, the sickly sweet voice making him want to vomit.

he pressed himself further into the wall, hoping it would pass him without looking too much into the shadowy alley. rough brick nicked at his skin as Shoto closed his eyes tightly. his breath became labored as the noise grew closer and he was suddenly very aware of his heartbeat. it pounded loudly in the male’s ears and the anxiety building in his chest skyrocketed.

all too abruptly, it became silent. there was no longer the noise that rang in his ears, and there was no longer his loud heartbeat. for a brief second, he wanted to believe it was over, but his gut told him something was about to happen. slowly opening his multi-colored eyes, Shoto willed himself to peek out of the alleyway. he couldn’t see it anymore and he hoped it had gone past him. he took a shaky step forward while his hands came up to hold himself up.

“you’re already leaving?” a voice, right in his ear. his heart dropped. his body began to shake, but he refused to look at the monster. even when its fingers curled onto his shoulder, he refused. even when its form pressed against his, he refused. “i just got here.”

its lantern fell with a clatter, the second hand pressing to his abdomen. “why are you..?” Shoto cringed at the sound of his broken voice, barely registering the tears flowing down his face.

“why won’t you look at me, Sho?” it ignored his question and, with a giggle, its tongue brushed against his neck. his eyes screwed shut once again and he desperately wanted this to end. “you know you want to.”

“no…” he mumbled, fists curling. “no!” with a burst of adrenaline, Shoto burst away and began running.

“Sho, that wasn’t nice!” the lilt in its voice began to drop and the creaking of the lantern picked back up. “why do you keep trying to run from me?”

he didn’t answer and careened down different streets, throat on fire. once again, he became acutely aware of his heartbeat. his tears were falling freely, his feet stumbling, and his head spinning. ‘just keep running,’ Shoto told himself as he turned a corner, only to meet the soft body of the monster.

fingers dug into his ankles when he tried to crawl away, pulling him closer.

“please… please let me go,” Shoto was sobbing now, hands desperately gripping the fabric of its robe. it seemed to finally sink in that the streets were empty. he was alone, alone with this thing that now had him in the palm of its hand and he could do nothing. no one was around to help him, they wouldn’t come no matter how much he screamed.

maybe he should’ve forgiven his father. maybe he should’ve tried harder to make more friends. maybe he should have told his family that he loved them. maybe he should’ve followed his companions to the mall that day. maybe—

“Sho,” you straddled his stomach, smiling down at him gently. your lantern swung on its pole next to you, the light brightening with each passing second. “Sho, look at me.” your hands cupped his face, wiping away his tears.

“please…” he wailed, grip on your clothes tightening. when you flashed him a crooked smile filled with sharp teeth, he choked out a weak sob. “then at least tell me why. i want—”

“oh, Sho,” you crooned, hands sliding down to rest on his chest, “i just wanted you.”

your eyes sparkled crimson as you leaned down, lips melding to his own. the lantern’s light burned bright, intruding Shoto’s vision. a cry was swallowed by your mouth and the boy below you stopped moving.

humming, you parted from him, his soul dangling from your lips. you rose from his body and turned to your lantern, opening the door and spitting him out into the dimming light.

“we’re together now, Sho,” taking the pole in hand, you moved down the road. screams rang from behind you as the mortals discovered his body. while they called for help, you stepped into the shadows, grin on your lips.

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Shoto found himself in an empty space, nothing but darkness around him. he turned in a circle a few times, eyes desperate to find something to look at. much to his chagrin, there wasn’t anything to look at but darkness.

“hello?” he called, panic once again filling his lungs. “can anyone hear me? hello? is anyone there?”

he didn’t know how long he screamed for, how long his heartbeat rang in his ears for, but his throat eventually went raw and his voice died out. he sank to his knees and cried, wishing he could go home.

“um… excuse me?” a hand on his shoulder sent him reeling forward, arms wrapping around himself for comfort. his eyes met ones of brown, the owner looking as confused as Shoto felt. “my name is Hinata Shoyo. who are you? how did we get here? where even is here?”

“my name is Todoroki Shoto,” the split-haired male replied with his scratchy voice, “and i don’t know.”

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some slight context: the reader is a demon / spirit that can take the souls of people and put them into her lantern. Shoto was her first victim, thus why he’s alone until Shoyo is killed.

#todoroki shouto #todoroki x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha angst #todoroki shoto angst #have this i guess

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you get an expander [bnha]

headcanons of Bakugo, Iida, Kirishima, and Denki caring for you when you get your expander

category: fluff, crack

w.c: 740

warning(s): none but some swearing bc Bakugo

a/n: i got mine this week which was terrible because i had an oral exam in Spanish two days later. also i’ve been dead because my finals are next week so i was getting ready, and i’ll probably not post much during the next week either because i’ll be doing my finals. but have this while i procrastinate writing my Spanish composition.

Bakugo Katsuki

i feel like he’d be a stickler for following the rules

he’d listen to what your orthodontist says about caring for the expander

once you leave, he’d reluctantly let you get ice cream even though he’d rather you get a smoothie or something (he’s obviously secretly affected by your begging eyes)

“fine, but only because you keep complaining.”

for the rest of the day, he’d lowkey hover around you in order to make sure you’re okay

don’t bring it up though because he’ll get angry and stomp off

i think Bakugo would be the kind of person who would yell at you for trying to eat foods that get stuck in the expander but then be so gentle when he turns it because he doesn’t want to choke you

like he’d go from

“no, dumbass, don’t eat the fucking ramen!”

to

“stop moving, you’ll make me drop this down your throat.”

but, because it’s Bakugo, he’d absolutely make fun of you for your lisp

expanders are hard to talk around so there’s no way he wouldn’t laugh whenever you struggle to enunciate a word correctly

he’s not trying to be mean or maybe he is it’s just funny to him

an 8/10 experience

Iida Tenya

like Bakugo, Iida would also be a stickler

but, he’d be nicer about it

he’d also get you ice cream after your appointment, though he’d try to suggest a healthier alternative

“are you sure you don’t want a smoothie?”

he probably wouldn’t hover like Bakugo, but he’d still come to you if you called

if you tried to eat something he knows will get stuck, he’d gently tell you to eat something that would be easier to remove

“i know you love ramen, dear, but the rice is smaller and will be much easier to eat.”

when it comes time to turn the key, he’d also be gentle because he would also prefer to avoid choking you with the key

Iida is a respectful good boy, so he won’t tease you about the lisp

sure he’d find it funny, but he wouldn’t say anything

i think he’d try to help you re-learn how to say certain words

10/10 a good lad

Kirishima Eijiro

not going to lie,,, he probably took in about ¾ths of what your orthodontist said

he cares, he does

but man did he not want to listen to this long explanation

would take you out for ice cream afterwards with no questions asked because he wanted some too

“just don’t get something you have to chew too much, babe!”

for the rest of the day, Kirishima ‘hovers’ around you

and by ‘hovers’ i mean he literally just cuddles you 24/7 unless u gotta pee

if you want to eat something that could get stuck, he won’t stop you unless there’s a possibility of you dying (which is low, but don’t tell him or he’ll get sad)

“i mean go for it, but don’t complain when you can’t get it out.”

he’s kidding, please do, he thinks it’s adorable

he’d try his best to turn the key right but you’ll probably need to ask someone else

whenever you speak he has to hold back a laugh because he finds your lisp adorable

7/10 would be lower if he didn’t cuddle you all the time

Kaminari Denki

we all know he didn’t listen to anything the orthodontist said

he really tried but there was no way he could actually focus

he, like Kirishima, would get you ice cream with no questions asked

“you want [favorite topping]? oh… right.”

he’d be around you for the rest of the day, but mostly because he’s a simp and loves to be around you

despite him loving to be with you, he’ll refuse to kiss you until this whole ordeal is done

“babe, what if i shock you?!”

please kiss him anyways, he gets sad without them

he wouldn’t control what you eat because he’d honestly forget that you probably shouldn’t be eating the ramen

just like with kisses, Denki refuses to turn the key because he doesn’t want to shock you

you eventually have to force him and he’ll be more relaxed about doing it

he’ll probably make fun of your lisp but he’ll also hype you up so much you forget about it

6/10 on the caring spectrum but 10/10 boyfriend because at least he makes you laugh

#bnha x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugo x reader #iida tenya #iida x reader #kirishima eijiro #kirishima x reader #kaminari denki #kaminari x reader #bnha fluff #im struggling #expanders are annoying

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mine

in which fae king!Bakugo Katsuki tricks you into eating something from his realm.

category: idk what to really classify this as tbh

w.c: 375

warning(s): possessive Bakugo, swearing

a/n: it’s late and i need sleep but i said “what about fae king!Bakugo” so here this is.

his loud laughter rang in your ears as you stared blankly at the golden apple in your hand. how could you be so stupid, you wonder, everything gold comes from his realm.

the sickly sweet grin on his face sent a tidal wave of shivers down your spine. if it was anyone else, it would be an odd look, but it almost seemed to sit too naturally on Bakugo Katsuki, the fae king. Bakugo Katsuki, the man — or more precisely, the entity — that had tricked you into biting the golden apple that was still in your grasp.

you were careless, you decided as you dropped the fruit, tears of regret beginning to form. you knew perfectly well what would happen, eating a fae fruit; you’d heard so many stories about why one should never consume even the tiniest fraction of one. perhaps you wanted this, you think to yourself, salty tears now flowing freely down your face.

a calloused thumb wiping away the liquid made you shudder. how dare he touch you, comfort you… although, it’s not like you had a choice anymore.

“stop crying, stupid queen,” he chastises, gripping your chin between his fingers. he guides your face to be level with his and your stomach twists at how proud he looks. “it makes you look weak.”

perhaps you are weak. you’re so weak, you couldn’t resist the temptation of that stupid golden apple, and you’re so weak that you don’t even bring up the idea of a game, a game that could free you from your binding.

your now-soulmate chuckles as he realizes that you’ve given in. after all, why wouldn’t you? you could be royalty with him, escape your miserable mortal life and live for eons like him. he could give you everything you want. he just needed to hear you say yes for the binding to fully take place.

“you’re mine now, understand, stupid queen?” he yanks you forward, lips brushing against yours as his other arm roughly pulls you closer by your waist. when you blankly nod, he tsks, squeezing your chin harder. “say it. say you’re fucking mine, dammit.”

“yes,” you meekly whisper, eyes tired of crying yet couldn’t stop the wetness from escaping again. “i’m yours.”

#idk what this post is #but i wrote it #my hero imagines #my hero academia #bnha x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugo x reader

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dating... [bnha vers.]

a little post about what i think dating some of the bnha boys would remind you of!

category: fluff

w.c: 663

a/n: my computer is so old it’s starting to hate me.

dating Midoriya Izuku reminds you of black ink. he’d always be writing furiously in his journals, scribbling down facts about the quirks of the people around him.

“Zuku,” you’d say, looping an arm through his, “what’re you writing about?”

“oh!” he’d let out a little squeak of surprise, still not quite used to your displays of affection. “um, it’s just some stuff about Kirishima’s Red Riot Unbreakable. it’s a really cool move and—”

he’d continue to ramble, green eyes sparkling as he ranted to you about the new ability Kirishima had. you’d watch him lovingly, eyes focused on his flushed face.

“uh… you’re, um, really close there,” he’d mumble, and it would be only then that you’d realized your face and gravitated so close to his. you’d grin, a hand moving to cup his cheek.

“and you’re cute.”

dating Togata Mirio reminds you of rays of sunshine. the two of you would be at the park as it was your day to watch over Eri. he’d be pushing her on the swings, her large smile and adorable giggles easily reaching you. although the two of you weren’t at the point in your life to have kids, you’d think to yourself that he’d make a great dad.

you’d barely register the fact that you’d spaced out until a hand was waving in your face and Mirio’s teasing voice rang in your ears, “what’re you thinking about, sunshine?”

“oh, nothing,” you’d dismiss, turning to face your beaming boyfriend, “she seems like she’s having fun.”

“Aizawa-sensei said Eri-chan missed going outside, so i thought i’d bring her to the park!”

as he’d turn to watch the young girl on the playground, you’d stare at him with fondness in your eyes, knowing you and the horned girl shared a little bit of the sun between you.

dating Shinso Hitoshi reminds you of the colors of dusk. whenever he couldn’t sleep, Shinso would come to you in hopes you’d be the thing to help him sleep.

“Hito,” you’d muse, “have you ever tried anything lavender scented?”

“is this you asking me to leave?” he’d reply, turning his head to face you.

“no!” you’d exclaim as you’d shake your head, “i just heard it helps makes people sleepy.”

“and if i told you that you help me sleep?”

the flustered look on your face would cause a chuckle to slip out of his mouth and he pulled you into a cuddle, the night beginning to creep in.

dating Todoroki Shoto reminds you of vanilla candles. the scented candles would be littered throughout his room, and he’d light them whenever you came over.

“your room smells good,” you’d say as you entered, “that sounded weird. you know what i meant.”

“i do,” he’d reply and shut the door before moving to his desk. “what are we studying today?”

“literature. i didn’t really understand the reading from today,” you’d sit next to him and the two of you would get your materials ready. you’d study and chat until curfew was about to begin. he’d walk you to your room, give you a quick good night kiss on the cheek, then returned to his room to get ready for bed.

as he’d glance at the vanilla candle on his desk, he decided he’d never tell you he bought them because vanilla is your favorite scent.

dating Bakugo Katsuki reminds you of cherry blossoms. you’d be on your way back to U.A. after a date, and you’d come across the pink-leaved trees that were currently shedding their petals.

“Katsu, look!” you’d gasp and pull him over, trying to catch the falling leaves.

“oi, dumbass, let’s just go! haven’t you seen these before?” he’d complain and tug on your sleeve in an attempt to move you along.

“yeah, but not with any significant other!” you’d spin around to look at him, cherry blossoms scattered on your head and shoulders. he’d think you look beautiful in that moment.

not that he’d ever admit it.

#my hero imagines #my hero academia #izuku midoriya #midoriya x reader #mirio togata #mirio x reader #shinsou hitoshi #shinso x reader #todoroki shouto #todoroki x reader #bakugou katsuki #bakugo x reader #my computer sucks

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dating... [Haikyuu!! vers.]

a little post about what i think dating some of the Haikyuu!! boys would remind you of!

category: fluff

w.c: 797

warning(s): none!

a/n: school sucks. at least i have two more weeks until i’m free.

dating Akaashi Keiji reminds you of star gazing. he’d lay his old comforter out on a hill and the two of you would curl up to stare up at the twinkling night sky. as he’d settle on his back, you’d tuck yourself into his side, head on his chest while his arms held you close.

“Keiji,” you’d ask, “can you tell me about that one?” his eyes would follow your pointed finger, gunmetal hues taking in the constellation. as he’d begin the story, instead of focusing on the stars, you’d find yourself staring at his face and drinking in his features. your eyes would focus on the way his mouth shaped the words, how his eyebrows would move as he explained the story, and how his eyes would reflect the light of the stars.

“are you even listening?” he’d tease once he noticed your stare.

“your eyes hold the stars,” you’d say softly, reaching up to trace the bridge of his nose with your fingers.

“that was cheesy,” he’d grumble as his hand cupped your face, leaning closer before he continued, “but yours do too.”

dating Kozume Kenma reminds you of holding your breath. you’d be sat next to him, gripping a pillow as your eyes would be attached to the television screen in fear. you’d desperately want to look away, but you’d find yourself unable to. a glance to your side and you’d see Kenma with a bored expression; he’d have no apparent reactions to the jumpscares happening on the screen.

“you don’t have to watch,” he’d drawl, barely flinching as a demon would pop up suddenly in front of him. “go downstairs or something.”

“but i wanna spend time with you!” you’d whine, head landing on his shoulder. “why are you playing this game again? i thought you beat it.”

“i did. but i wasn’t able to find one of the secrets so i’m playing again so i can.”

before you’d reply, you’d feel a jumpscare approaching and suck in a breath, hiding in Kenma’s shoulder as you wondered why you do this for him.

dating Tsukishima Kei reminds you of little smiles. you’d be watching him practice and it’d be obvious he was getting frustrated that this one move wasn’t working.

“Kei!” you’d call, waiving to him from the bleachers. “you can do it! i believe in you!”

he’d send you an annoyed glare, but you could see the smallest smile on his lips before it’d be replaced with his usual scowl.

it wouldn’t be long until a break would be given, and Tsukishima would jog to you, the annoyance still plastered onto his face.

“you’ll nail it soon, Kei!” you’d chirp as you’d pass him his towel and water bottle.

he’d mutter a small ‘thanks’, but you’d know your support meant a lot to him, because the smile would be present until the break would end.

dating Ushijima Wakatoshi reminds you of subtle touches. he’d be walking you home from school, wanting so desperately to hold your hand, but he wasn’t sure how to approach it.

he’d never been in a relationship before, nor would he be used to expressing his wishes without being blunt or seemingly rude. you had his entire heart, but he’d be lost as to how to ask for physical affection.

“Toshi… do you want to hold my hand?” you’d question, and it would only be then that he realized his hand had been brushing against yours. as he’d begin to apologize, you’d take his hand and intertwine your fingers together. “i don’t mind, you know.”

“so this is fine then?” he’d double-check as he’d glance at you with soft eyes.

“of course! you can hold it any time, okay?”

he’d nod and the two of you would continue on, Ushijima looking away to conceal the growing heat in his cheeks.

dating Bokuto Kotaro reminds you of soft fabrics. it would be his mission to make sure his clothes are always softend to the degree you like so that any and all hugs with him would make you feel safe and warm.

“it’s time for practice, Bokuto-san,” Akaashi would say as he tried to remove his captain from your grip.

“but he’s nice and warm,” you’d reply, face smushed into Bokuto’s shoulder. “can’t he just hug me for a little longer?”

you’d feel the movement of Bokuto’s body, leading you to believe he was nodding. however, he’d soon deflate in your arms, and you’d know it would be time to let go.

“i’ll cuddle you after, okay Ko?” you’d say as you’d part from his comforting hold.

“promise?”

“promise,” you’d kiss his cheek and he would run onto the court, energy fully replenished. as Akaashi would follow, you’d sit down, already missing the soft feeling of your boyfriend’s jersey.

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu!! #editing this took way too long #haikyu fluff #akaashi keji x reader #akaashi keiji #kenma x reader #kozume kenma #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #ushijima wakatoshi #ushijima x reader #bokuto x reader #bokuto kotaro

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period pains

character(s): timeskip!Yamaguchi Tadashi x fem!reader

word count: 745

genre: fluff + angst if you really squint

warnings: nothing bad, just mentions of periods

synopsis: you thought you’d have to deal with your period alone, but thankfully your boyfriend Tadashi didn’t plan on that

the pain ripping through your stomach caused you to groan, pausing the stirring of your lunch. you had woken up to find a spot of blood on your sheets, and you instantly knew what you would go through today. the pain subsided and, returning to your task, you found your eyes wandering to the clock on the microwave. it was only a quarter to one, but you found yourself wishing for the day to go by faster so your boyfriend could come home soon.

whenever your time of the month came around, Yamaguchi would pamper you as your body suffered. unfortunately, you didn’t get to start on one of his days off, so you’re stuck dealing with part of the first day by yourself. squeezing your eyes shut as another wave of cramps struck you, your non-stirring hand moved to rub your stomach. despite knowing your beau was still at work, your brain couldn’t help but imagine your hand to be his own.

the ringing of your phone broke you out of your stupor and you moved to answer, your mood immediately lifted upon seeing it was Yamaguchi.

quickly answering, you held the device to your ear, “hello?”

“hi love! how’s your day going? do you need me to get anything from the store?”

“hey Dashi. could you get me some more pads? and some chocolate? that sounds really good.” you finally plated your lunch and took it with you into the living room to eat while you watched something on the tv.

“of course, love. is there any specific chocolate you’re craving?”

giving him your answer, you pout when the time makes its way into your vision once again. “any chance of you getting off early?”

“right now, no. but if we can manage to finish this project i might be able to.” you whine in response and he chuckles, “i’m sorry love. i’ll let you know if anything changes. i gotta get back to work though, my lunch break’s over. did you eat?”

“i was just about to,”

“good, eat well then! bye, love,”

“bye Dashi.”

you dropped your phone onto the couch and reached for the remote, turning on your favorite show before digging into your lunch. as you ate, however, your attention was less on the show and more on how much you wanted your boyfriend to come home.

it’s not like you were an extremely clingy person, but there’s just something about being cared for while your body inflicts pain onto you that makes you a little clingier than usual.

soon after your call with Yamaguchi, you finished your lunch and were comfortably curled up on the couch, eyes threatening to close. you desperately wanted to be awake in order to greet your boyfriend when he came home, but the warmth of your blanket and overall tiredness of your body won, and you were out like a light.

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the feeling of fingers carding through your hair woke you up and your eyelids fluttered open to see Yamaguchi smiling down at you, his figure crouched down next to the couch.

“Dashi…” you muttered, reaching out for him sleepily. the said male chuckled and scooped you into his arms, carrying you to the bedroom. you tried to tell him you weren’t tired, but the obvious slur of your words gave you away.

“i’m pretty sure you’re tired, love. but i can play something on my laptop if you’d like.” you hummed in response, snuggling yourself into his chest. a part of you felt bad — you wanted to spend time with Yamaguchi, but the constant cramps were making you tired.

Yamaguchi set you on the bed and helped you snuggle under the covers before he brought out his laptop. he placed it in between your bodies and let you curl into his side, his hand slipping down to rub your stomach. no words were spoken as your lover pulled up Netflix and pulled up your list, allowing you to pick whatever show you wanted.

you made your selection and the two of you settled more into the mattress. it was silent save for what was playing until you broke the silence.

“hey… Dashi?” receiving a hum, you continued, “can you wake me up when it’s time for dinner?”

“of course, love.”

“thanks,” your eyes shut and you returned to the land of slumber, dreaming peacefully.

“sleep well, [name].” Yamaguchi pecked your head before he gently slipped from your arms to start dinner.

a/n: my body decided to hate me so this was born. enjoy!

#haikyu x reader #haha pain #tadashi yamaguchi #yamaguchi x reader #haikyu yamaguchi #haikyuu!!

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j'adore - a way to express enjoyment or delight about something

character(s): Hinata Shoyo of Haikyuu!! x gn!reader

word count: 865

genre: fluff

warnings: none!

synopsis: meat buns and study dates with Hinata after his volleyball practice is the joy of your day

from their position on the bleachers, [name] could conclude that their boyfriend, Hinata Shoyo, was indeed a giant, energetic ball of sunshine. it was obvious the boy loved volleyball from the way his usually distracted self could focus that much onto the game in front of him. a smile grew on [name]’s face at the thought and they couldn’t look away from the small boy.

“and i actually thought i’d get work done…” they said to themselves, glancing down at the papers in their lap before ultimately packing away in their bag. a glance at their phone told them that the practice should be over soon. “thank god, i’m starving.”

sure enough, the Karasuno team finished a few minutes later. physically tired but still emotionally pumped, Hinata made his way to his significant other with his signature large smile playing on his lips.

“thanks, [nickname]-chan,” he took the outstretched water bottle and chugged the contents. afterwards, he attempted to dry his sweat with the towel [name] had passed to him.

“hey, Sho-chan, can we go get some meat buns?” [name] asked once the boy in front of them was finished.

the smile returned to his face as he beamed up at his love, “i was gonna ask you that!”

[name] returned his smile and the two gathered their things to leave. after bidding goodbye to the rest of the team, the couple exited the gym, pinkies locked together. Hinata, as usual, was babbling about the practice while [name] merely listened, swinging their arms between them contentedly like they always do.

the walk to the convenience store didn’t seem long, or maybe it was, but time always went by fast for [name] whenever they were with their sunshine of a boyfriend, so it was difficult to tell.

once the pair had ordered, [name] reached for their wallet as it was their turn to pay. however, despite feeling around their backpack multiple times, they realized the object in question wasn’t with them.

“um, Sho-chan… i think i forgot my wallet at home. i know it’s my turn, but i’ll pay the next two times, promise!” they exclaimed, gripping the sleeve of the boy’s jacket in their fist, a pout settled upon their lips.

“it’s okay [name]-chan, i don’t really mind,” he said as he passed the money to the person at the counter, receiving the buns the couple ordered in exchange. “where do you wanna eat these?”

still pouting, [name] led their boyfriend outside, sitting on the sidewalk out front, a little ways away from the door. Hinata sat next to them, handing over one of the buns [name] had ordered. the two ate in relative silence, more focused on curing their hunger than having light conversation, but there would be an occasional soft comment from one that received a responsive noise from the other.

the couple emptied the bag easily and [name] moved to throw it away before returning to their boyfriend’s side. they locked their pinkies once more and began the walk home, the warm air combined with [name]’s full stomach making them feel a little sleepy. thankfully, they weren’t far from home, and the want to lay on the couch and crash increased every step they took.

“hey, [name]-chan, can you help me study for the math test tomorrow?” Hinata’s voice broke them from the claws of sleep and they let out an affirmative hum. “eh? don’t fall asleep on me now! [name]-chan!”

“Sho-chan, you don’t need to yell!”

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a few hours later, the two were settled in Hinata’s room - he at his desk and [name] on his bed. the latter had just explained to their boyfriend one of the concepts and couldn’t stop the tiredness that was seeping into their brain.

“did i do it right, [name]-chan? [name]-chan? wah, [name]-chan you said you’d stay up!” at the loud volume of Hinata’s voice, [name]’s head snapped up and they blinked slowly at their boyfriend.

“sorry, Sho-chan. i just… really… want sleep.” [name] mumbled as their head rolled forward.

“at least look at the problem!”

[name]’s tired eyes scanned the paper, “that… that looks right,” their head flopped onto Hinata’s shoulder and they were out like a light; soft, steady breathing slipping past their slightly parted lips.

almost instantly, the orange-haired boy turned bright red and he couldn’t help but freeze. [name]... is sleeping on MY shoulder? oh god, what do i do? do i move them? do i just leave them there? but then they’ll be sleeping uncomfortably… and i’ll be uncomfortable sitting here like this… but if i move them, that might seem rude… and i definitely don’t wanna wake them up… why did this have to happen to me?

glancing down at the peaceful face of his lover, Hinata decided that the two of them being uncomfortable was worth it. [name] was just way too cute to interrupt.

before he knew it, Hinata fell asleep, his head resting on [name]’s.

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“eh? wah, Natsu, delete that picture! why’d you even take that? wait, send it to me first though! Natsu!”

a/n: this is my first fic on here, so i hope you all like this enough!

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu hinata #hinata shoyo x reader #hinata x reader #haikyuu!!