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[sagegreenizuku]

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This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

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— HOW THE HQ BOYS FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU. STARRING : SHOYO HINATA, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, & TETSURO KUROO.

— SHOYO HINATA.

⚘ — Hinata fell in love with you gradually over a course of 5 weeks. Some of his friends and teammates might say he fell in love the second he had been introduced to you over a mutual friend, but he refutes the fact due to the embarrassment he gains whenever people tease him about it.

⚘ — At first, it was the small things. He loved the way you smiled, for starters. That small and sincere smile you had always shone when someone did something that caused you to giggle. It was even better when you smiled with teeth, even though you were insecure about such due to the fact that you have braces/crooked teeth. He said that he absolutely loved how cute you looked. He loved it when you flushed immensely when someone gave you flowers, to be more precise — him. And the thing he absolutely loved about you, was how easily you beat the majority of teammates when competing. He loved seeing his girlfriend kicking ass like the woman she was.

⚘ — During the 5th week of meeting you, his teammates noticed how flushed and awkward he was whenever talking and/or being with you. It was hilarious at how painfully obvious it was that he had a crush on you. And the conversation his friend Bokuto had with him saying it was obvious that he liked you went like this :

“You know,” Bokuto started, patting Hinata on the shoulder — weighing down some of his weight on him. “It’s so obvious that you have a darn crush on Y/N.” He said, breaking into a cackle at the end of his sentence. He couldn’t control his laughter upon seeing the boy’s flushed and enraged expression. “WHAT?” He yelled, pulling away from Bokuto’s mad-like frame. “How do I like her?” He shouted, balling his fists — you could practically see how flustered he was when he was shouting. “Have you not seen how you blush and stutter around her?” He chuckled, patting him on the head. Hinata’s bottom lip curled into a frown before he could deny it. “Don’t worry, we all fall in love. Though I’ll suggest you confess sooner or later if you don’t want her to friendzone you.” He told him, smiling. “Huh?” A voice called out, both Bokuto and Hinata’s faces dropped. “You like me?” You said, eyes filled with pure joy. Turns out you wouldn’t friendzone him after all.

— KIYOOMI SAKUSA.

⚘ — He, at first, did not like the feeling of love at all.

⚘ — He didn’t like how he thought of you the majority of the time, he didn’t like how he stared at you, he absolutely didn’t like how he caught himself in a trance upon noticing you walk by him while practicing — the ball hit him in the head with how dazed he was with how you walked to talk with one of your friends. He grit his teeth realizing that if you were in the crowd in an extremely important game, you’d really throw him off balance. With your beauty of course.

⚘ — Like Hinata, he absolutely denied having any sort of romantic attraction towards you — obviously for the sake of his pride. He didn’t want any sort of teasing, much less anyone saying that he liked you. He was in denial, in a few words. Even if his teammates tried to hold their laughter whenever they saw him thinking intently about no other than you.

⚘ — The teasing didn’t start until the first interaction he had with you. He didn’t want to interact with you willingly, but now that you’re interacting with him he has no choice but to interact with you. It kinda went like this :

“Hey, Sakusa! How’re you? You always seem to look at me so I just wanted to talk to you for a bit!” You said, a soft smile on your face. He looked the other way and coughed, sweat already trickling down his forehead as a nervous smile was hidden under his mask. “O-okay.” He stuttered, cursing himself mentally for stuttering. You smiled, trying to somehow battle the awkwardness. “You didn’t answer my question Sakusa.” You uttered darkly, causing the male to flinch subtly. “What question?” He asked, voice laced with absolute terror. “Why do you stare at me?” You asked once more, raising a brow. Sakusa merely averted his gaze to the uninteresting wooden floor below you both, trying to avoid your question. You crossed your arms across your chest and smiled. “Do you perhaps have a crush on me?” Sakusa turned the second he heard you say those words, mouth gaping. You giggled at his shocked reaction. “So you do!” You yelled, smiling so much he was scared it'll reach your cheekbones. “No I don’t!” He denied, you giggled once more. “Don’t worry.” You said, smiling mischievously. “I like you too!” He huffed under his mask upon being caught. Perhaps he didn’t mind you.

— TETSURO KUROO.

⚘ — Flirted and flirted with you over and over again. He wasn’t afraid of letting everyone know he had a crush on you, on the other hand — he was proud of it. You were the girl of his dreams, and he wouldn’t back down no matter what from completing the mission of gaining your heart.

⚘ — The first time he met you he was awestruck, both from you and you. He didn’t hesitate to flirt with you the second he met you, but of course that left the impression that he was a playboy (which isn’t true). You played hard to get, (to which Kuroo loved), as the game was a true feat to win you over. And when he did eventually win you over (within a course of three months) he was relieved to say the least. And completely overjoyed.

“I like you.” He confessed, shoving a bouquet of flowers in your face — tears in his eyes. You scoffed. “Wasn’t that obvious?” You asked, crossing your arms. “Well yeah, but this is the official thing!” He said, further shoving the flowers in your face — a pout evident on his features. You took his flowers, pulling one out and putting the rest on the floor. “Red roses?” You asked, looking up to him. “It means I love you!” He shouted, frowning. “Do you really love me that much?” You asked once more, shooting him a confused glance. He nodded. “Will you stop if I say it back?” You asked again, Kuroo nodded fiercely. “I love you.” You said, shortly interrupted with Kuroo shoving you to the floor — hugging you aggressively. “I can’t believe this!” He said, you pushed him off you and giggled. “Well, believe it.” He smiled, what a beginning.

2021 @ ittobou : do not repost, plagarize, or rewrite my content.

#— b’s recs #this is so good for your first work!!

[sagegreenizuku]

being bkgs touchy girlfriend 🤤🤤 like i just always wanna touch him and make sure he is still near me. like sitting on barstools and putting your leg under his and lifting up both our legs so his foot goes straight into the bottom of the counter, i feel like he would get so confused but annoyed like full on dropping his spoon straight to the bowl and just deadpanning at you waiting for you to explain. or just when talking to him about something you seen in the magazine about his latest costume upgrade for the summer and just grabbing his hands and playing with him and jumbling with his thick sausage fingies 🥰🥰 it so stupid but i love it

fem!reader

the way this is a given in everything i write like this is me this is the reader i write. ALWAYS TOUCHING HIM BECAUSE WHY WOULDNT YOUUU he’s so handsome and gorgeous and pretty and he pretends he finds the incessant touching annoying but he loves it. he loves how comfortable you are with him, almost an obsession how your hands and legs are never off him. touching him to show a type of possession over him in public and also just because you want too.

always linked if it’s holding hands for simple pda. always linking his arm and holding his hand at the same time. if he’s standing somewhere always hugging him and having full conversations with your friends just side hugging your boyfriend.

sitting with him or laying in bed and your legs are always on top of his, bare skin touching. your hands always on his chest because it’s one of the prettiest things about him. the amount of times i write about touching his pecs and abs just casually or sneaking your hands up his shirt. whenever he’s talking just casually you’d do it and it messes with his head a little bit. especially when your hands brush over his ticklish and sensitive bits, because he realises you’re not doing it sexually. you’re doing it just to be close to him. though yeah especially if you’re only wearing a bralette or sports bra and your tummy is touching his chest he’s getting warm down there.

at a bar or out to eat and pulling his hands onto your lap. always into your lap because it’s you that wants to touch him. when he’s trying to eat and your foods not here yet so your hands are free. he goes to grab his fork to start eating and you mindlessly play with his fingers. “baby? can i eat?” he deadpans almost like he’s annoyed and you whip your hands back to your sides with a breathy laugh. “oh right, sorry.” you move to play footsie with him under the table and he entertains it.

and he likes to mention it to you sometimes, quirking his eyebrow in a rhetorical question while you lean your cheek against his arm, “you love touchin’ me don’t you?” and you frown at him like it’s an attack, ready to pull away, “yeah so? do you not want me too?” and he’d pull you into his chest, almost suffocating you from how tight, “no, never.”

and then when you’re anxious or nervous, he’s giving you his hands to have something for you to hold. he’d kiss your knuckles, breathing his words into them, “you’re good. baby, you’re good.”

#screaming and hollering #this is everything 😫

[sagegreenizuku]

if they were cats ! starring :: shinazugawa sanemi, tomioka giyuu, rengoku kyojurou.

⊹ - tags :: fluff, and a bit of angst !

⊹ - a/n :: this idea popped in my head when i noticed my cat has the personality of one of the hashira <333

─ shinazugawa sanemi.

sanemi as a cat wouldn't really gain the affection of most people. prior to his capture, he had been a stray cat born to a stray cat, and due to this -- he's more wild than most cats. what's sad is the fact that he had been fighting all his life for food, shelter, and water with other stray cats -- and thus he has small scars underneath and on his fur. no one wanted sanemi, as he was previously a stray cat whom fought, but you wanted him. you wanted to show him what love was, to give him a good home and a sturdy lifestyle. however, your dreams slowly shattered upon taking him home. he began to rough everything up the second he escaped your arms, but you managed to calm him down with some food. taking care of him was tough luck, and even tougher since you had other cats to which he might think want to take his food and water. he didn't know how to be a pet, a cat, an animal. but after you let him play with the other cats, he really got the hang of it.

─ tomioka giyuu.

a very very antisocial cat when you first met him. he was a little kitten when you first saw him in the shelter, clinging onto his sister. he was adorable, and you wanted to adopt him but your landowner only permitted one pet per apartment. you tried to convince her into letting you have two cats but nonetheless, she didn't get swayed by your pleas. you completely fell for this two adorable kittens, but you knew you couldn't have them. you tried telling the shelter that you just wanted giyuu but they told you that he's extremely attached to his sister, and can't leave her for a moment. after a few months, you got a new apartment, and went back to the shelter to only be met with the fact that they've already been adopted. months and weeks passed by, until you got the news you've been waiting for. the original owners had wanted to return them as they were moving to another country, and now you could have them. they were scared and antisocial at first, but his sister encouraged him to play with you. soon enough, the both of them finally had the life they deserved.

─ rengoku kyojurou.

you got him from a friend, and god was he playful. he wanted to play with you every second, and you told yourself at one point 'did i get a cat, or a dog?.' whenever you'd be working, he'd purposely snuggle up against you and distract you because he knows how cute he is. you absolutely needed him when you saw him, fluffy orange fur and those beautiful, sharp yellow eyes he had. all in all, he was one of the most mischievous yet beautiful and kindhearted cat's you've ever met.

2022 @ ittobou : do not repost, plagarize, or rewrite my content.

#this is so cute #also v creative

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bkg slapping our hand off the table reminded me of this thought i had omg, imagine yall are in a drive thru and the person at the window is about to announce the price total, and you can literally see him sliding his card out of his pocket slowly … so you try and beat him to it by leaning over him and trying to use your card and it ends up as him and you fighting like a bunch of dogs trying to reach for the card machine thingy LMAO

OR OR when the person at the window asks for payment and you tell them to pick a card out of yours and his, and when you think he’s not looking you mouth at the cashier to pick your card and he pinches your thigh hewbhddb

wtf why is this making me. i want him to pinch my thigh why am i into thigh pinching i am so in love this is so CUTE ARGRHRHRH the way you unbuckle your seatbelt and youre leaning your whole body over him to reach. and sorry katsuki close up is so overwhelming to me so pretty and smells so good and is so strong he could just hold your arm so you couldn’t stretch any more. no i’m still thinking about him pinching your thigh when he realises, then death glares the worker to choose his. fighting like dogs like that tiktok video LOL

“you never let me pay for anything! just let me pay for this!”

“why’re you complainin about that? i wanna do it f’you!”

if the guy ends up choosing your card, youre annoyingly cheering and bakugou is stopping himself from growling under his breath. you’re eating fries from the bag as he pouts and you’re like, “stop pouting, you can pay for the next thing…. maybe.” and he pinches your thigh again.

#😩😩😩

[sagegreenizuku]

thanks for tagging me myra!! (i know my lock screen doesn’t fit my aesthetic but idc 😜🤪)

[tagging: @itachislut ]

TAG GAME ALERT. SHOW WHAT YOUR LOCK SCREEN/ HOMESCREEN LOOKS LIKE!!

here’s mine. :) ( a girl is getting her *meow* ate in the background LMAO.)

tagging; @dejwrites @gabzlovesu @erentoes @suget @sakurashell @getoswhore @gumipawz @indiecursor @massivelynervousprincess

[sagegreenizuku]

RECOMMENDATIONS

BNHA

❥ BAKUGOU KATSUKI

(no title) - sipsteainanxiety

red dandelions - ranitani

HAIKYUU

DEMON SLAYER

❥ GYUTARO

[9:10] gyutaro <3 - iyumiii

❥ SHINAZUGAWA GENYA

holding hands with them - iyumiii

❥ SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI

holding hands with them - iyumiii

❥ TOMIOKA GIYU

holding hands with them - iyumii

#— b’s recs

[sagegreenizuku]

[𝟗:𝟏𝟎] 𝐠𝐲𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨 <𝟑

⊹ - tags ! :: fluff and cliche drama hehe !

⊹ - a/n ! :: props to andi for giving me the little nudge to make this short drabble of mine ! rb's are appreciated !

─ he simply needed affection.

he never had the mere taste of affection, warmth, love. he only gave affection, but nonetheless no one wanted to give affection to such an "ugly" boy. however, that was until he met you. you were both young, both poor and both love struck. you were both teenagers whom lived in the same village, living the same boring cycle of work and work. you did the variety of chores amongst your family members, and you thought you life was pitiful until you saw him. you saw how people mistreated him, called him names and gave him dirty glances. you couldn't help but try to go on and talk to him, but that was a difficult feat altogether.

at first, it started with the small things.

whenever you'd go to get water for your family, you'd leave some for him. but you were quick to hide it from view as thieves were common around your village. you left little notes, gave him food, enough for his family, and soon you were gaining a small space within his heart. whenever you saw him roaming around, you'd smile and wave at him, and he couldn't lie when he said that you made his heart flutter. after some time, merely your appearance made his heart lurch out of his throat. and even after that, he couldn't breathe when you started speaking to him.

"gyutaro! it's been so long!" you'd say, the sweetest smile across your face. you'd say it's been so long, yet it'd only be a few hours. coincidentally, all the people whom talked about gyutaro started to pity him, and instead of calling him names, they provided food and water. when they saw him with you, they'd murmur, but you didn't care. you'd simply squeeze his palm and venture off to a nearby lake, where you both shared your first kiss. he was in love with you -- more than ever before. daki loved you, and she treated you like the mother she never had. your parents didn't like the fact that you were in love with such a boy, but you didn't care. you didn't care that you had to be on your parent's good side, you just needed to be with him.

maybe his life would be more tolerable then.

2022 @ ittobou : do not repost, plagarize, or rewrite my content.

#— b’s recs #your writing is so good #i’m such a fan of your work 😤🤩

[sagegreenizuku]

Hiia,

I was the one who requested the tsukishima fic and don't worry, you nailed it. It's perfect, thank you ❤️

hey!! i’m glad i did the request justice and understood it. thanks against for requesting it ☺️

#— b’s asks

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if you're not close to bakugo he doesn't respond to your texts that often, and if you are, he texts like a dad with the whole "okay 👍" "🙂nice"

(texting with bakugou messy headcanons !!!)

why is that so ENDEARING ???!!! the little thumbs up and faces. i also believe he types with capital letters !! he’s got auto capitalise on on all his devices !! only really messages you to ask a question, respond to your questions or remind you of something. or if you’re not together he will say Good morning😃 and Good night baby😴

though i think he’ll start to copy the way you text. like he’d only use emojis if you do (i personally only use 😔😁🙏👍 so i don’t think he would with me LOL) and if you use x’s and o’s he will too but only xs (Love you xxx)

Do you want to go out to eat when you’re finished work?

Do you have my hat? My black beanie

or inside joke stuff like

The bank guy who you think wears a toupee is here

It definitely looks like a toupee from this angle

probably would send you a picture of the toupee too 4k super clear taken without fear Lol

has your name in your phone with your first and last name also LMAO you ask him about that one day and all he does is take away the last name. sees it as the same way he doesn’t call you your last name anymore so it won’t be there on his phone.

ALSO defo i see another inside thing between you both is just to say

Selfie? instead of always asking What are you doing?

and you’d send a selfie of whatever you’re doing. if it’s on the toilet or those ones where you’re walking so it’s the top of your head fuzzy or when you’re slumped with a double chin or smiling outside phone arm length away !!

his is always if he’s surrounded by people it’s a straight face holding the phone below him like usual and if he’s on his own he’d take it with a stretched arm. still a straight face.

AND if you text “smile for me baby?????”

he’d do a little closed lipped smile which is so cute and makes his cheeks round and his eyes won’t look dead inside like it’s forced either just a tiny little smile for you

ALSO sorry i keep adding to this IF YOU send him voice messages he’ll still respond back in text. dunno why he just does.

#screaming and crying at the thought of texting him #why won’t god let me have this #currently sobbing

[sagegreenizuku]

sometimes bakugou katsuki just needed someone to tell him they believed in him.

there was a period of time, in your third year at U.A., where you noticed he was oddly quiet. reclusive. at least, more than usual. though, he was certainly quick to snap at people when they bothered him. you didn’t think much of it at the time, but you somehow found yourself keeping more of an eye on him after you stumbled upon him one evening in gym gamma.

you were quick to hide yourself behind one of the weight racks, eyes wide as you watched him throw powerful punches at a large sandbag that hung from the ceiling. there wasn’t anyone else in the gym apart from the two of you. although, with the way bakugou kept harshly pounding at the bag, you were sure he hadn’t seen you enter, so absorbed in his training. you didn’t know if this was a good thing or not. all he needed to do was glance to his left and he would see you. but he didn’t.

you swallowed thickly, amazed yet also terrified of bakugou. he showed no mercy, didn’t pull his hits at all. your eyes zeroed in on the bandages he had wrapped around his hands and the way the white material was stained in deep red told you he had been doing this for a while.

the sounds of his large fists coming in contact with the sandbag seemed to echo throughout the gym. beyond that were the sounds of his grunts of exertion. and beyond that… you could’ve sworn you heard him sniffling.

now you weren’t a nosy person, not really. but something had you rooted to your spot as you watched him hit away. it was mesmerizing, almost. his punches got stronger and stronger at one point until you flinched slightly when he suddenly let loose a loud explosion from his hand. the sandbag whipped up to the ceiling, scorched in ash black. bakugou caught the bag as it came sailing back down, and you watched as he pressed his forehead to it. something in your heart sank when he let out a frustrated sound. after a small moment where he just breathed heavily against the sandbag, he eventually straightened up. you could tell he was absolutely soaked in sweat, even from your distance. he went back to hitting the bag, the muscles along his bare arms and back tensing even further.

the longer you crouched there, watching him sadly, the more your chest ached. and you pretended, for his sake, that the water dripping down the sides of his face and curving along his cheeks was his sweat. not his tears.

after that night, you kept an eye on him, worried about his mental health. and it became more and more obvious to you that something was bothering him. you just didn’t know what. it could’ve been anything, really, especially since you were all graduating in a few months. exams, internships, training… it was all a shitshow.

you got an inkling of what it might be one night in the 3-A dorms, when some of the class was gathered around the couches talking about their plans for after graduation.

“yeah i’m thinking of staying with fatgum’s agency!” kirishima said out loud as he sat on the floor in front of the couch you were on. you were playing around with his hair since it wasn’t spiked up, enjoying how soft the strands felt between your fingers. “i’d be working as a sidekick for him!”

“nice that you’ve got fatgum,” kaminari sighed wistfully, “i’m still waiting to hear back from some agencies…” you patted him sympathetically on the shoulder since he was sitting right next to you.

“same!! i applied to the wild wild pussycats but i don’t think they’ll take me.” ashido pouted, splayed out on the ground. she then sat up. "is anyone thinking of going straight into forming an agency??"

there was a moment where everyone just kind of looked at each other. then, midoriya tentatively raised a scarred hand.

"oh, really deku?" uraraka turned her head to the left and blinked at him before a wide smile spread across her face. "wow! good luck, it seems tough!"

"yeah, i've uh, been talking with students in the business course and tracking stats for how i've been doing public-wise and i think i can do it!" midoriya smiled a little, his hand raising to rub at the back of his neck. he got some oohs and ahhs from his friends.

"i think you can do it!" you told him encouragingly, lifting a hand from kirishima's hair so you could give him a thumbs up.

"yeah, if anyone can it'll be you, mr. number one hero!" kaminari added with a grin. everyone turned to look at midoriya, who blushed and waved his hands rapidly in front of him.

“don’t say that, there are a lot of great heroes out there, i still have a long way to go—”

“but i mean, it’s true, isn’t it?” ashido butted in as she smiled at midoriya. “everyone and their mom’s been saying you’re projected to be the next number one hero!”

“yeah, i heard some teachers gossiping about it,” sero mentioned from next to kaminari. he stretched his arms out to cross them behind his head. "kinda wild to think about. feels like yesterday we were getting our asses handed to us by aizawa."

"that's cuz we were," you deadpanned. sero only shrugged, a faint smile on his face.

"we've all come a long way from being first years," kirishima reminisced. his eyes moved to look back at midoriya. "but i mean, midoriya, you really did improve a lot, y'know. and with your quirks i think you'll be a great symbol of peace!"

midoriya blushed some more, fidgeting with his fingers. it was kind of cute. "thanks. that... that really means a lot." the corners of his eyes crinkled a little and you smiled warmly at him.

"hey hey hey!! but don't get caught slacking now!!" ashido suddenly said loudly, wagging her pink finger at midoriya. "one of us'll snatch that position right up if you're not careful!!"

"ooooh yeah!!" kaminari let out a cackle as he let electricity dance between his fingers. "chargebolt, number one hero, symbol of peace, has a nice ring to it, y'know."

"it doesn't, but okay." uraraka giggled into her palm.

"the day denki becomes number one is the day i move outta japan," you snickered, then let out a louder laugh when he shoved your shoulder. "i'm kidding! i'm kidding!"

"okay, but what about pinky, number one hero, symbol of peace!" ashido rubbed at her chin with a sly smile. you made a face that she caught onto. she stuck her tongue out at you. "what? i think it sounds cool!"

"red riot, number one hero, symbol of peace!" kirishima interrupted over her, his arms moving so he could flex his biceps and grin with those sharp teeth of his. that could work too, you supposed.

"uravity, number one hero, symbol of peace!"

"d... deku! number one hero! symbol of peace!" he got some whistles and claps for that.

"pfft, cellophane, number one hero, symbol of peace."

"hey we can't all be number one," you managed to say between your laughs. kirishima turned his torso around so he could smile up at you.

"who says we can't? sharing is caring!"

"yeah this is OUR position in hero society," kaminari snorted.

you were so caught up in the conversation, laughing with your classmates, that you nearly forgot bakugou was also in the room, quiet. he wasn't sitting on the couches, but he was around the dining tables. it was by pure chance that you'd managed to see him slink away towards the stairs, his hands buried deep into the pockets of his sweats. your smile faded slightly as you watched him leave and you were reminded of the way he'd been acting at gym gamma.

you weren't stupid. you saw the way his shoulders were tensed, the way his head was bent. you knew something in the conversation had probably bothered him enough to make him leave. he usually hung out longer with everyone, just listening to the conversation. your eyebrows furrowed, mind made up.

you quickly excused yourself, muttering something about needing to use the bathroom. you made a beeline for the stairs and jogged your way up until you got out on bakugou's floor, slightly out of breath. you saw him slouching his way down the empty hall to his room.

"hey, bakugou!" you called out as you jogged down the hall to catch up with him. he paused, not moving his head to look at you as you came to a stop just behind him. you stepped around him to peer at his face, but he turned his head away. "are... are you okay?"

he let out a huff. "'m fine."

"clearly you're not," you said gently. you didn't want to make him blow up on you. you would need to be careful. "you know you can talk to me... right?"

"there's nothin' to talk about," he grunted shortly and continued to walk to his door. you followed, persistent.

"i think there is," you told him, hovering behind him as he clicked his tongue and opened his room door. "it might help—"

"even if there was," he hissed at you suddenly, whipping his face around so he could shoot you an incensed glare, "it's none of your fuckin' business. leave me alone."

you simply looked at him. he just continued to glare at you. at least, until you stepped closer and brushed your hand lightly against his white-knuckled fist gripping at his doorknob. his gaze moved down to look at your hand resting above his. there was a short moment of silence. then, he let out a tch.

"get in here," he muttered before he walked into his dark room. you perked up slightly and followed him. he shut the door behind you. it was almost pitch black in here, the only light being from the crack under his door and from the moon that shined through his open window. your eyes took a moment to adjust as you walked in further and turned around so you could look at him standing by the door.

you were patient. he looked like he was struggling to put his thoughts into words with the way his jaw tensed and he glared daggers at the floor. you weren't surprised when he let out a frustrated sound and started to pace around in front of you, his hands reaching up to tug at his hair and drag down the sides of his face. you watched on in silence.

"everyone," he eventually gritted out through clenched teeth, "everyone's... fuckin' sayin' that—that deku's gonna be number one." he bared his teeth at nothing. "that he's gonna be the next symbol of peace, or whatever. but... but i was the one who won all three sports festivals," he let out a snarl, practically stomping around now, "i'm the fuckin' strongest in the entire goddamn school. not him."

"...i thought you guys were on kind of good terms now, though?" you said quietly, eyes flicking back and forth as he paced. he scoffed.

"doesn't mean i'm not fuckin' pissed at him. him with his stupid fucking quirks," bakugou growled. he kicked at his trashcan near the wall, sending it toppling over. a few pieces of crumpled paper landed on the floor. you looked back up at him.

"people are just harmlessly predicting things," you told him, cautious of how he would react. "doesn't mean it'll come true."

he stopped pacing to turn and look at you with a glare. and though it was dark, you could still see the deep scowl his face was pulled into. see the way his eyes were rimmed with red. your expression softened when your eyes met and he scoffed again. he looked away from you.

"then why," he forced out before he let out another frustrated sound. he ruffled his hair aggressively. "why the fuck aren't they— why the fuck aren't they saying shit about me?! i'm—" he growled and scrubbed at his face roughly. he didn't say anything else, just bit onto his lower lip and rubbed his eyes with enough force to bruise his skin. something pulled at your heart.

oh, so that's what this was all about.

you sighed softly and stepped closer to him until you could tug at his wrists and bring his hands away from his face. you looked up at him, watching the way his red eyes twitched and watered. he wouldn't meet your gaze, instead staring off to the side. his jaw flexed.

"if it makes you feel better," you whispered gently as you held onto his wrists in between your chests, "i believe in you. i know you can be number one. you are the strongest, after all."

he closed his eyes slowly, then opened him so that he could look down at you. his chin wrinkled a bit and you pretended not to notice the way his lower lip trembled.

"you're jus' sayin' that," he mumbled lowly. his head sank down slightly and you reached up a hand to brush at one of his cheeks. if they were wet, you didn't say anything about it.

"i'm not. i really think you'll make a great number one hero, you know." you smiled at him. and when he met your gaze, something in your chest hurt with the way he seemed to be hanging onto your every word. desperately, almost. like a single sentence from you could either tip him over the edge, or hoist him back up to safety.

"...really?" he whispered, so quietly it was almost like a breath of air. fragile. wistful.

"really," you breathed back, a warm reassurance that he held in his rough hands and cradled like it was the most important thing in the world to him.

#— b’s recs #this is so damn good #the writing is just *chefs kiss*

[sagegreenizuku]

Hia!

I'd like to request a comfort tsukishima x fem!reader fic.

Just were the reader is feeling like their not doing 'enough' school related courses and just feeling off. And some reassurance would be nice.

Tankss!

he reassures you when you doubt yourself in school (t.k.)

ft. tsukishima kei

content: fluff

a/n: i hope i understood the request. i didn’t know if you meant the reader wasn’t doing enough courses or was struggling with a particular subject. if it’s the latter, please lmk and i can write a new one lol. anyways, thank you for requesting this!! hope you enjoy 😎

it was the first day of your third and final year in high school

the school was buzzing with students happy to catch up after having a long summer break

you overhear people comparing their course schedules with one another

almost everyone has a pretty crazy schedule packed with honors classes

with this information in mind, you look over your own schedule and notice how your schedule was nowhere near as busy as theirs

did you pick enough classes?

maybe you should’ve taken all those optional honors classes to better your chances at getting into uni

doubt starts to eat at you as you continue to hear your classmates talk to one another in your homeroom

you sit quietly in your seat as you wait for your teacher to arrive, trying to convince yourself that you were doing just fine with the courses you chose

a minute passes with you repeating positive affirmations in your mind in hopes to appear fine to your friends

especially to your boyfriend, tsukishima

you don't want to worry him with your stupid lil doubts

he probably has it worse anyways

you were with him when he was picking out his courses at the end of your guys’ second year

he chose practically every honors class

but you knew he wasn’t gonna struggle a bit with those classes

he was just built different

you on the other hand knew what you were capable of and chose the courses you knew were best for you

as you were lost in your thoughts, tsukishima slips into the class and sits at the empty seat next to you

“oi don’t tell me you’re already stressing out,” he gives you a smirk as he analyzes your troubled features

you laugh at his remark and give him a small smile, “of course not”

he nods, about to say something else before the teacher walks into the class

tsukishima definitely felt something was off about you, but he wasn't going to ask until after school

the two of your turn away from one another and face the front, awaiting the teacher’s mindless droning

*after school, at tsukishima’s house*

you sat on the edge of tsukki’s bed with a textbook open in your lap

tsukishima sat across from you at his desk with the same textbook in his grasp

you two shared a few classes and one of your teachers already assigned an assignment

you had the bright idea to work on it together cause you knew you’d ace it with tsukki’s help

a comfortable silence fills the room as the two of you read through the text, searching for key points for the assignment

you were so engrossed in the text that you didn’t notice tsukki stopped reading a while ago

his golden-brown eyes were locked on you, observing you intensely

he was secretly admiring your expression

he thought you looked cute when you were heavily focused on something

ofc he won’t ever admit that to you

but as he watched you read, he couldn’t help but remember how upset you seemed to be in class

tsukki takes the next couple minutes to figure out how to approach you about that topic

he wanted to ask you out right but he wasn't sure what you were even bothered by

what if it’s something serious and he can’t comfort you properly

he constantly worries about not being able to show how much he cares about you

lucky for him, he didn't have to start the conversation

“why're you staring at me like that?” you lean back onto your hands as you wait for his response

“you’re concentrating so hard that it looks like you gotta shit”

you scoff and roll your eyes, about to return to the text before he interrupts you, “wait. i actually have something to ask”

when you look him in the eyes, you realize he was now being dead serious

his brows were slightly furrowed and his lips were pressed in a tight line

“what’s up?” 

“what were you thinking about in homeroom?”

“what...” you trail off as you attempt to remember what happened in school

it then clicks and you make the same face as you did in homeroom

tsukki notices the change in your mood and immediately puts his textbook away and out of sight

his full attention is on you and only you at this moment

you began to feel overwhelmed from your anxious feelings about the topic and from his gaze

you didn’t want to seem weak in front of him, but there wasn’t any use in brushing him off and lying to him

“you don’t have to tell me if you don’t-”

“no it’s okay,” you begin to play with the textbook’s pages as you stare down at the words, “it’s about my course schedule”

you glance up for a second and notice the confusion on tsukki’s face

his features soften at your answer, “what about your schedule?”

you breathe in a deep breath before opening up to him, “it’s just... i overheard a lot of people talking about their schedules and i feel like i'm not doing nearly as much as them. it just feels like i'm just barely getting by in my final year. like it feels like everything has been really put into perspective for me about how challenging it’s gonna be to get into uni.”

you stop yourself from continuing

if you kept going, you would just spiral and start ranting about absolute nonsense

you muster up the courage to look up from the textbook to see tsukki

and when you do, you’re surprised to see his expression

his brows were no longer furrowed, his gaze was soft, and his lips formed the faintest frown

“y/n...” he makes his way over to you and sits next to you

he takes your hand in his and starts to rub the lightest circles on the back of your hand with his thumb

you could sense how nervous he felt about being this vulnerable to you

yet he powered through his nerves for your sake

“don’t worry about what others are doing. please don’t ever doubt yourself again. i helped you pick your classes. if i thought you weren't doing enough, i would’ve told you. you know exactly what you want to do and how to achieve it. you’ve worked your ass off in these last couple years to get to where you are now. you deserve to have an easygoing senior year.”

“kei, i-” you slip your hand out of his hold and throw your arms around his neck, pulling him against you, “thank you.”

you bury your face into the crook of his neck with tears threatening to leaves your eyes

tsukishima didn’t share his feelings with you often, so you cherished moments like this with him

the two of you were completely vulnerable to one another

something the two of you struggle to do at times

especially tsukki

he pulls away from the hug for a second to look you into the eyes, “don’t doubt yourself again.”

“i promise,” you give him a bright smile before giggling at how cute he was acting

his right hand leaves your waist and softly cups your face

he tilts your head down ever so slightly and presses a soft kiss to your forehead

“now why don’t we get back to work.”

#tsukishima kei #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima kei imagine #tsukishima kei imagines #tsukishima kei headcanon #tsukishima kei headcanons #haikyuu #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanon #haikyuu headcanons

[sagegreenizuku]

⊹ - alias and url change !

- ittobou » iyumiii !

- isabella » mae !

[sagegreenizuku]

— HOLDING HANDS WITH THEM. STARRING SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI, GIYUU TOMIOKA, AND SHINAZUGAWA GENYA.

— SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI.

⊹ — It took quite a while to eventually hold hands with him due to his rough nature. Even though it looks like he doesn’t want to hold your hand, he really does. His gaze pretty much says it all.

⊹ — On the other hand, you didn’t have any idea your boyfriend wanted to hold your hand. He didn’t make an effort to hold your hand, and every time your palms brushed against each other he simply looked the other way and scowled. You didn’t feel like he wanted to even touch you.

⊹ — However, as time went on, he finally mustered the courage and at least tried to hold your hand — even if you both were a little distanced due to the fact that your relationship wasn’t going so well.

It was cold, terribly cold as you both walked along the rocky road from yet another failed date. The restaurant you both were planning to eat at suddenly closed due to the tremendous amount of rain that caused the soil affront the entrance to become extremely delicate and soggy. As you both walked, you couldn’t help but shiver at how freezing and chilly your hands felt. Your coat didn’t have any pockets, (as they were fake) and you couldn’t find your gloves this morning you both had decided to go out. He caught sight of this, taking a deep breath in — stopping in his tracks. You turned your head and looked back at the male, brows furrowed in confusion. “Is something wrong?” You asked, voice soft. He looked up to you as you walked closer, worried. “Are you cold?” He asked, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible. You frowned in response to his question. “Obviously.” You answered, shortly cut off by Sanemi holding your hand. He began to walk, causing even more confusion to flood your mind. “What happened? Why the hell are you grabbing my hand like that?” You asked, looking at him for any type of answer. He stopped once more and huffed, smiling softly. “I’m cold too so just look at this as trying to keep each other warm.” You giggled, squeezing his palm.

— TOMIOKA GIYUU

⊹ — He’s worse than Sanemi in more ways than one.

⊹ — Since Giyuu is quite antisocial and shy than the other Hashira, it only makes sense that it takes some time to actually develop some type of attachment, and eventually have physical affection.

⊹ — You loved Giyuu, and your personality was a bit shy — like his, so let’s say it took a while to hold hands (as it was only possible by mere chance) and even more so to kiss.

⊹ — So of course, Giyuu needed a bit of help from his comrades (cough cough his bullies) to become bold and eventually go on and attempt to hold your hand.

“Do you think they liked me?” You asked softly, smiling. He looked the other way, muttering something under his breath before looking at you. “Why wouldn’t they?” He said, voice gruff. You smiled to yourself, happy you had finally met your boyfriend's parents. They were such nice people, they welcomed you so nicely and made you feel like you were part of their family. You couldn’t feel happier. You both walked over to the train station, a few feet left before you finally reached your stop. Giyuu bit his bottom lip, pulling your hand into his gently. You froze, face filled with utter glee.

“Did you just—”

“Save it.”

He was clearly blushing, and even if he was looking the other way he couldn’t quite hide it.

— SHINAZUGAWA GENYA.

⊹ — This boy is an ice block when you touch him in any way.

⊹ — Even the creator of the series had written that he’s quite sensitive to women. As presented with Mitsuri.

⊹ — You don’t even remember how you both ended up dating, or even talking in general. All you know was that you both met by a mutual friend, and that that mutual friend helped him communicate with you. And especially after that fiasco with a teacher, you’ve grown to have some sort of admiration for him.

“You know, you never held my hand.” You said, placing both of your palms onto the grass below you both. “Really?” He asked, brows furrowed. You nodded. “Is it…alright — if we hold hands right now?” You ask, your hand grazing subtly against his. He looks the other way, face slightly flushed. He nods as you eventually take his hand into yours — you then notice his palms were sweaty and giggle. “Are you nervous? Why?” You break into a fit of giggles as he looks your way, chuckling. “I dunno.”

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#— b’s recs #i love this sm #this is written so well 🤩

[sagegreenizuku]

ahhh this is so good!!

small doodle <3

#10/10 #i wanna see more 🤩 #this is amazing content

[sagegreenizuku]

He looks, very polite.

[sagegreenizuku]

izuku with butterfly clips in his hair breathe if you agree

#breathing heavily