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[calm-potato]

Little rival

✦fem!reader

✦characters: Kageyama, Nishinoya, Oikawa, Kuroo, Atsumu

✦A little kid walking up and innocently telling their girlfriend, “When I grow up, I wanna marry you!”

Kageyama Tobio

You and Kageyama are walking together when a chubby-cheeked kid tugs on your sleeve and boldly declares,

“You’re really pretty! When I grow up, I’m gonna marry you!”

Kageyama freezes. Like, full on system error. He blinks. Once. Twice. And then slowly turns to look at the kid like he’s a new challenger entering the match.

“…Hah?” he mutters, so confused he might actually think the kid is serious. “You’re, like, five.”

When you start laughing, Kageyama frowns, crossing his arms. “Why are you laughing? He just proposed to you. That’s not funny. He said he’s gonna marry you! Isn’t he too young for that?!”

You try to explain it was cute and harmless, but Kageyama is now in serious mode. “You are my girlfriend. This isn’t a competition…” he mumbles.

Later that day, he’s quieter than usual. Eventually, he mutters, “I can’t believe I got jealous of a five-year-old…” he covers his embarrassed face with his hands.

Nishinoya Yuu

The moment the kid says, “I’m gonna marry you when I grow up,” Nishinoya gasps so loud it’s theatrical.

He immediately drops into a squat so he’s eye level with the kid, hands on his knees, expression serious.

“Whoa, WHOA, buddy. Bold move.” He grins, but there's a twitch in his eyebrow. “But you gotta earn her heart. This isn’t just a fairy tale, my dude.”

Then he turns to you, gripping your hand dramatically.

“Babe. He wants to steal you from me.” He acts like he’s been betrayed by fate itself.

You’re laughing so hard you can barely breathe, while Noya is now giving the kid a motivational speech about love. “When you’re older, you’re gonna meet someone awesome. But this goddess right here? Sorry, already taken. And I would rather DIE than let anyone take her!”

Please stop him before he traumatizes the little boy…

Oikawa Tooru

The second the kid says it, Oikawa puts on the fakest, most plastic smile of his life.

“Awww, that’s soooo sweet of you,” he says through gritted teeth.

Then he crouches next to the kid, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Listen, little man… she’s already dating the most gorgeous, talented, and charming person alive—me. And, well… you’ve got a long way to go before you can compete.”

He throws you a wink, but you can tell he’s definitely sulking. “You like her smile, huh? Yeah, me too. It’s mine. Now move on.” You have to slap him on the back of his head to stop him before he makes the kid cry…

Later, as you’re walking away, he whispers, “You still think I’m cuter than him, right? Right?! Say it.”

And if you tease him even a little by saying, “I mean, he was kind of charming,” Oikawa gets offended. Like you just offended his whole bloodline. “I’m being replaced by a toddler! Is this the end?!”

Kuroo Tetsurou

The kid walks up confidently and says, “I think you’re really pretty, and I’m gonna marry you someday.”

Kuroo arches a brow and glances down at the kid, fighting a smirk. “Oh? That so?”

He slings an arm around your shoulder casually. “You’ve got good taste, kid. But unfortunately, you’re about ten years too early, and about one girlfriend short of a chance.”

You giggle and play along with the kid, who pouts when he realizes you're already taken. Kuroo kneels down, smirking just enough to tease but not scare him.

“Tell you what,” he says. “If you still feel this way some years later, look me up. Until then… hands off.” Then he winks and tousles the kid’s hair.

Later, he teases you about it. “I’m gonna have to keep an eye on you, huh? Even the kindergarteners are after you.”

Atsumu Miya

The second the kid says he wants to marry you, Atsumu’s jaw drops.

“Huh?? Did I just get challenged by a toddler?!”

He steps between you and the kid like he’s defending his title as your boyfriend.

“First of all, she’s mine, ‘kay? Second of all, you’re, like, in preschool. You even brush your own teeth yet?”

The kid just blinks at him while you try not to die laughing.

Atsumu scoffs. “Listen, lil’ man. I get it. She’s amazing. But I buy her clothes, bring her snacks, giving her massage. Can you do all that? Didn’t think so.”

You eventually pull him away before he starts arguing about taxes with the kid.

Later, he sulks with his head in your lap, mumbling, “Tch… can’t believe I got cock-blocked by a baby…”

You laughed so hard how childish he is but you give him a kiss and tell him he’s your #1 forever, and he immediately lights back up like the sun.

“Damn right I am.”

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[calm-potato]

“Things They Didn’t Mean”

They didn’t mean to hurt you — but they did. And you started changing because of it. Now they notice… and it’s already different.

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

“Watch what you eat,” Ushijima says, voice low, neutral. He’s looking at your tray like it’s offended him.

You smile—a practiced, automatic thing—and laugh it off. “Oh, right. Yeah. Just hungry, I guess.”

He nods. Just once. And that’s the end of it. To him, anyway.

The next day, you bring a salad. You poke at the lettuce with your plastic fork, chew each bite like penance. He glances at your lunch, says nothing.

The day after, it’s just fruit. You peel a clementine slowly, fingers sticky with juice, and avoid his eyes.

Then you stop bringing your usual snack. The one he used to reach over and steal a bite of without asking. The one that always made him smile—subtly, but still. Now your bag is empty. So are you.

By the fourth day, Tendou corners him by the gym doors. “Hey, Wakatoshi,” he says, voice too light. “You realize she’s barely eating, right?”

Ushijima blinks. Still, silent. His gaze drifts toward you—sitting against the wall, water bottle untouched, your eyes vacant in a way he can’t quite name.

That evening, practice ends. The sun is low, gym almost empty. You sit alone on the bleachers, staring at nothing, your fingers curling around the hem of your sleeve.

He approaches without a word, sits beside you like it's instinct. In his hands: two onigiri, wrapped carefully.

“I didn’t mean it that way,” he says, eyes on the rice, not you. “I just… I care if you're healthy. Not thinner.”

You don’t respond. Your fingers twitch toward your bag, but fall short. He places one onigiri in your lap, the other in his own hands.

You pick at the rice. Slowly. Cautiously. Like you’ve forgotten how to be hungry.

He doesn’t speak. Just sits with you, quiet, steady. Watching. There’s guilt in the way his shoulders slope. In the way his chopsticks pause every few bites, waiting to see if you’ll keep going.

You finish half. It’s the most you’ve eaten all week.

He nudges the second one a little closer. Not pushing—just offering.

“Please eat,” he says, barely louder than a whisper. “With me.”

And you do.

For a long time, he says nothing else. But his silence is kind now. Careful. And when he finally looks at you, it’s with eyes that say he’s sorry in all the ways words can’t.

SHIRABU KENJIRO

The words slipped out of Shirabu’s mouth like a diagnosis—clinical, cold, final.

And the worst part? You weren’t even fighting.

You had just spilled tea on your notes—weeks of lectures and scribbled diagrams now soaked through and curling at the edges. You laughed, a little sheepishly, brushing at the mess with your sleeve. “Well. That’s my sign to take a break, I guess—”

He didn’t laugh.

He stared at the papers like they’d personally offended him. “You’re not cut out for the kind of future I want.”

You blinked. “…Future?”

He nodded once, distracted, eyes already flicking back to his laptop. “Medicine’s not for people who lose focus. Who make little mistakes.”

You smiled, like it didn’t sting. Laughed, like you hadn’t heard that same voice in your own head on bad days. “Right. Of course.”

That night, you stayed up redoing your notes from scratch. And the night after that. And the one after that.

You started waking up before him. Stopped doodling in the margins of your med books. Stopped humming when you cooked, because every second needed to be productive. Coffee became a meal. Sleep became a luxury.

You didn’t complain. Didn’t cry. Just… shifted. Quietly. Carefully. Willfully.

The version of you Shirabu fell for—the one who teased him while quizzing him on anatomy terms, who wore fuzzy socks to study groups, who once made him a human heart out of Jello just to prove a joke—she was slowly fading.

At first, he liked the change.

The silence. The discipline. The way your pens were always aligned now. The way you never interrupted him mid-sentence anymore.

But then… He noticed.

You never touched him just because anymore. Never made dumb puns over dinner. Your shoulders stayed tense even in your sleep. The music in your world had gone quiet—and he hadn’t realized how much he loved its sound until it disappeared.

One night, he came home late from the library and found you at your desk, fast asleep. Your glasses were still on. Your hand was stained with blue ink, fingertips trembling slightly from too much caffeine and too little rest. There was a cut on your thumb from a broken pen. Your lips were dry. You looked pale—drained, like all your color had been slowly siphoned away.

He didn’t say anything. Just stood there, heart sinking.

And when he touched your hand, you didn’t even stir.

He sat down beside you, swallowing guilt like poison. “I didn’t mean for you to become someone else,” he whispered, the words raw and foreign in his mouth. “I just wanted you with me. I didn’t realize I was asking you to lose yourself.”

His voice cracked. For the first time in years, he cried.

Quietly. Beside you.

Because you were still there. Breathing. Trying. But something in you had cracked.

And he had been the one to make the first fracture.

TSUKISHIMA KEI

That was the last thing he said to you that day. You had just finished gushing about your favorite show—something about parallel universes and time loops and a sad, smiley villain who reminded you of him (your words, not his). You were laughing, hands moving, eyes bright.

And he had sighed, leaned back in his chair, and muttered: “Are you done yet?”

You blinked. Laughed it off. “Right. Sorry. Got carried away.”

He didn’t respond. Just went back to scrolling.

After that, you didn’t talk about your favorite shows anymore. Stopped sending him memes. Stopped rambling in long voice notes that always ended with you laughing at your own jokes.

He noticed, of course. But didn’t say anything.

Yamaguchi did.

“She doesn’t text you stuff anymore, huh?”

Tsukishima scoffed. “Didn’t realize you were tracking my notifications.”

But later that night, alone in his room, he opened your chat. Scrolled through the silence. Past the last thing you sent—a meme, three weeks ago. A stupid one, about dinosaurs and headphones. He hadn’t even reacted to it.

The empty space beneath it felt louder than any rant you used to send.

The next day, he walked past a store on the way home and froze. In the window: a little keychain of your favorite character. The one you wouldn’t shut up about for two whole weeks. The one he pretended not to care about but secretly knew the name of.

He bought it.

He didn’t even think. Just… did.

The next morning, he dropped it on your desk before class. No warning. No note.

You blinked, staring at the tiny figure in your hand. “What’s this for?”

He adjusted his glasses, gaze fixed somewhere over your shoulder. “So you’ll annoy me again.”

You stared at him for a beat, stunned. Then your lips twitched.

You didn’t say anything. But that night, he got a message.

[you]: i just rewatched episode 8 again and i need you to understand how emotionally devastating that scene was. also this keychain is SO cute i might cry.

He read it three times. Smiled. Just a little.

(Translation: I forgive you. I missed you too.)

SUNA RINTARO

He had said it offhandedly. Barely looking up from his phone.

You had just sent him a selfie—your hair a little messy, eyes a little dull, but your smile was there. Honest. Tired, maybe. But still you.

And he said: “You look tired.”

You blinked at the screen, lips twitching in a way that didn’t quite reach your eyes. Then replied, “Yeah. Been a long day.”

After that, you stopped sending selfies. Started fixing your hair more before calls. Wore cooler tones. More neutrals. Nothing bright. Nothing bold. Started double-checking the lighting. Your angles. Yourself.

One day you joked, “Better not look tired again, right?” But your voice was too quiet. The kind that curls at the edge of something fragile.

Atsumu noticed it first.

“She doesn’t send you stuff anymore, huh?” Suna didn’t answer. “You told her she looked tired, didn’t you?”

He shrugged. But his thumb froze over your chat. Unread messages: none. The last picture you sent had disappeared after twenty-four hours. You didn’t save it. And you hadn’t sent another since.

The silence in the thread felt heavier than words.

So he stared at his camera for a long second, then sighed and snapped a picture. No filters. No angles. Just him—messy hair, hoodie hood half-on, eyes barely open.

He sent it with a message: “This is how I look when I actually look tired.” “You always look like someone I wanna keep looking at.”

You stared at the screen. Chest aching. Then, finally:

[you]: you're still bad at words. [suna]: yeah. but i’m trying.

And he was. In his own way—awkward, quiet, a little late.

But trying.

(And somehow, that was what mattered most.)

OIKAWA TOORU

You didn’t mean to bother him.

You had only sent three messages. Short ones. Thoughtful, even.

[you]: hey, u free later? [you]: you okay? you’ve been quiet today. [you]: let me know if you need anything. i’ll leave you be. promise.

And then it came. His reply.

Flat. Dismissive. Laced with exhaustion and that familiar edge he gets when he’s overwhelmed.

[oikawa]: you’re really needy sometimes.

You stared at the screen for a moment too long. Then you smiled. The kind of smile you force when people are watching. “lol sorry. my bad.” One last message. That was all.

And then you stopped.

You stopped texting first. Stopped sending him memes you knew would make him laugh. Stopped double-texting, triple-texting. Stopped reaching out at all.

You gave him what he seemed to want.

Space.

He noticed by dinner.

By the time the team wrapped up practice, Oikawa was already scrolling through your messages, rereading old ones like a lifeline. There were no new ones. No “I miss you.” No “Goodnight.” Just… nothing.

He opened your chat three times that night. Typed. Deleted. Typed. Deleted again.

What was he even supposed to say?

Iwaizumi noticed the silence too.

“She’s not needy,” he said while they packed up. “You’re just used to being worshipped.”

That stung.

Because it was true.

Oikawa Tooru had always been admired—on the court, online, in every room he walked into. He thought love looked like attention. He hadn’t realized until now that he’d treated your warmth like a reflex, not a choice. Until you took it away.

Until your silence said everything.

So three nights later, he was standing in front of your door.

A hoodie pulled over his head. Hands stuffed deep in his pockets. He looked small. Not in height—but in guilt.

He knocked. Once. Twice.

You opened it.

Your eyes were tired. Guarded. The space between you filled with things unsaid.

Oikawa’s voice was low. He didn’t even try to smile.

“…I miss your ‘needy,’” he said.

You blinked, lips parting slightly.

“I miss you.”

Still, you said nothing. Just looked at him like you weren’t sure if this was another performance or the real thing.

“I don’t want space,” he continued. “I want your clingy texts. I want the memes. The constant check-ins. The way you send me random thoughts at midnight.”

He looked down at his shoes.

“I want everything. Even the parts I didn’t appreciate.”

Silence.

Then he looked up, eyes raw.

“I only push away the people I care too much about,” he whispered. “And that’s you.”

It wasn’t poetic. It wasn’t dramatic. It was just honest.

For a long moment, you stood there. Then, slowly—quietly—you stepped aside.

He didn’t wait for permission.

He just walked in, shoulders trembling slightly.

You closed the door behind him.

And neither of you said another word. Because this time, he would show you through presence what he failed to express in words.

He came back.

And he didn’t let go.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI

It was just a bad game.

He was frustrated. Quiet. His shoulders tight. His jaw locked.

You knew how he got. You didn’t say anything.

You just reached out—softly, gently—for his hand. Not to fix him. Just to say I’m here.

But he pulled back like your touch burned him.

“Don’t touch me right now.”

The words weren’t loud. They didn’t need to be.

You blinked, hand frozen mid-air. Then you let it drop, your voice a quiet crumble. “…Sorry.”

That was it.

You stepped back. Gave him space. And from that day on, you stayed there.

You stopped reaching for him. Stopped brushing your fingers against his sleeve when you passed by. Stopped fixing his hair when it curled over his forehead. Stopped lacing your fingers through his on long walks.

You hesitated now—every time. Your hands hovered near him, never landing.

And Kiyoomi… didn’t notice.

Not at first.

But Komori did.

He waited until the locker room was empty, then slammed his locker shut louder than necessary.

“You told her not to touch you,” he said, arms crossed. “And now she doesn’t. Happy?”

Kiyoomi blinked, confused.

“She flinched when you brushed her arm, Omi. She flinched. That girl used to hold your hand like it was second nature.”

The words hit harder than they should’ve.

Komori left. Kiyoomi sat down, heart unsettled, brain replaying every tiny moment—your hands curled into your lap, your stiff shoulders, the way your gaze flicked to his fingers then away.

It was true.

You were gone, somehow, even while still beside him.

That night—no, early morning—he couldn’t sleep.

He stared at his phone screen in the dark, thumbs hovering. Then:

[sakusa]: i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to make you feel unwanted.

No typing bubbles appeared.

He didn’t expect them to.

But the next day, he found you outside the gym, hugging your arms to yourself, pretending not to see him.

He walked straight to you.

You looked up, cautious.

He didn’t speak. Not yet.

He just reached forward—and for once, it was him who was shaking—and took your hand. Both of his around yours, like anchoring something fragile.

You looked down at the connection. Then back at him.

His voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.

“I want you close,” he said. “Even when I’m upset. Especially then.”

Your lip trembled.

He held your hand tighter.

And in that quiet moment, on the edge of hurt and healing, you let yourself believe him.

Because sometimes, people push away what they need most. And sometimes, if they’re lucky, they get the chance to hold it again.

KENMA KOZUME

You used to sit beside him.

No words. No noise. Just quiet company while his fingers danced across the keyboard, headset snug over his ears.

You liked being close. He never complained—until one night, between matches, he muttered without looking at you:

“You’re kind of distracting when I’m streaming.”

It wasn’t cruel. It wasn’t sharp.

But it stuck.

You blinked. “Oh.”

And after that… you stopped.

You stopped bringing snacks and dropping soft kisses to his temple when he won. Stopped curling up next to him. Stopped humming under your breath or watching from the corner of his screen.

You stayed in your room more.

Quiet. Out of sight.

Invisible.

Kenma didn’t notice at first—too busy adjusting his settings, managing collabs, climbing ranks.

But Kuroo noticed. Over Discord, mid-game, as Kenma sat in silence between rounds, Kuroo muttered:

“She doesn’t bug you anymore, huh?”

Kenma blinked. “What?”

“You look kinda lonely now.”

The words landed like a delayed hit.

Kenma glanced to the side—out of instinct—at the space where you used to sit. Empty. Still.

He stared longer than he meant to.

His fingers paused over the keys. The stream kept running. The chat wondered what happened. But Kenma didn’t move.

Later that night, he found himself in front of your door. A bag of your favorite snacks in hand. Slightly crumpled from how tightly he’d been holding it.

He knocked once. Soft.

You opened the door, eyes tired. Surprised.

He didn’t speak at first. Just held out the bag.

“…What’s this?” you asked quietly.

“Peace offering.”

Your brow arched. “You said I was distracting.”

He looked down, fingers flexing.

“I know,” he murmured. “I was wrong.”

You stayed quiet.

So he stepped forward, placed the snack gently beside his controller on his desk, then turned back to you.

“Come sit with me?” he asked. Then, even softer: “I miss your noise.”

You blinked.

And for the first time in days, your lips curved—just slightly.

He held his hand out toward you.

And this time, when you took it, he didn’t let go. Not even when the game started. Not even when chat noticed.

Because he wasn’t playing to win anymore. He just wanted you back beside him.

Even if you distracted him. Especially if you did.

MIYA ATSUMU

You hadn’t meant to cry.

You didn’t even realize it was happening—until your voice cracked mid-sentence, and you saw the way Atsumu’s expression tightened, not with concern, but irritation.

“I’m not in the mood for your drama right now.”

It hit like a slammed door.

You blinked once. Twice.

Then you nodded.

"Sorry," you said, voice barely there.

And after that—you stopped.

You stopped venting. Stopped opening up. Started smiling too wide, laughing a little too quickly.

"I’m fine." "Just tired." "Nothing big."

You said it so much, you almost believed it.

But Atsumu didn’t.

Not at first—he was too wrapped up in training, in pressure, in exhaustion and ego. But Osamu noticed.

“You broke something, y’know,” he said one night, tossing a towel over Atsumu’s head. “You might wanna fix it before it stays broken.”

That’s what finally made him pause.

And that’s what led him here— To the empty gym hallway, where he found you sitting against the wall, knees to your chest, eyes blank.

You didn’t notice him at first. Didn’t look up. Didn’t flinch.

He walked over, crouched down, and gently rested his forehead against your shoulder.

“…I’m the drama,” he whispered, voice raw. “Not you.”

You stayed quiet.

He clenched his fists. Loosened them. Then tried again.

“Please don’t hide your feelings from me. Ever.”

Your throat tightened.

You looked away, eyes burning, lip trembling—but still, you said nothing.

So Atsumu pulled you into his arms.

Held you there. Not asking for forgiveness, not rushing it—just there.

“I was stupid,” he mumbled into your hair. “I was tired and selfish and I made you feel like too much.”

His voice cracked.

“You’re not too much. I was just too stupid to handle someone real.”

You didn’t say anything right away.

But your hands slowly—finally—gripped the back of his jersey.

And that was enough.

Because this time, he wouldn’t let go first.

KITA SHINSUKE

You were tired. Not just physically, but the kind of tired that settles in your chest and makes everything feel heavier. You forgot to do something small — misplanted a row of seedlings in your shared garden, or maybe you overslept and missed breakfast with him.

He didn’t yell. He never did. Just that calm, steady voice:

“That’s not very disciplined of you.”

No anger. Just disappointment. And somehow, that was worse. It clung to you for days.

You started fixing your posture more, triple-checking tasks, waking up earlier than needed. No more lazy mornings. No more spontaneous dancing in the rain or lying in the grass just to feel the sun. You stopped being soft. You started being… correct.

And he noticed. How your laugh faded. How your hands trembled when you thought he was watching.

It was Aran who quietly pulled him aside one afternoon. They were harvesting. The sun was warm. But Kita felt cold at the words:

“She’s not blooming anymore. She’s surviving.” “You’re so focused on raising standards… you didn’t see her lower herself.”

That night, he found you tending the garden. The same bed you both built together. The soil was dry. The petals curled inward. And so were you.

He knelt beside you silently, heart heavy.

“Discipline matters,” he started. “But so does grace. I should’ve given you more of it.”

You didn’t look at him. Your fingers kept digging gently through the soil.

So he did something rare. He placed his hand over yours. Soft. Still. Sure.

“You don’t need to be perfect… to be precious to me.”

Your breath hitched. And when you finally looked up — eyes glassy, dirt smudged on your cheek — he smiled, just barely.

“Let’s grow softer things. Together.”

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

You’d tried something new. Maybe you curled your hair, tried eyeliner, wore that outfit you weren’t sure about but finally had the courage to put on. You didn’t expect a grand reaction. But you didn’t expect that either.

“You look weird.”

He didn’t laugh. Didn’t smirk. Just said it like a volleyball stat: flat. Unthinking. Unfiltered.

You smiled like it didn’t hurt. Went to the bathroom that night and wiped it all off. Told yourself it wasn’t a big deal.

But the next day, you played it safe. No more makeup. Neutral clothes. You toned it down, layer by layer, until it felt like you’d erased something. And he didn’t even seem to notice.

But others did. Sugawara asked Kageyama during practice, teasing but genuine:

“What happened to all those selfies she used to send you? I kinda miss the glitter.”

Kageyama blinked. Paused. Scrolled through his phone that night. Through bright lipstick, messy buns, silly filters, captioned doodles. Gone, now.

And then it hit him.

You’d stopped sending anything. Stopped showing anything.

He found you that night, seated quietly on the porch or your shared bench near the gym.

“Hey…”

You looked up. Tired. Dull.

He sat beside you, awkward fingers twitching on his knee.

“You’re… not weird. I mean, you are, but like. Not—bad weird. Like… your kind of weird. And I liked that.”

You didn’t respond. Just stared ahead.

So he added, softer this time:

“I’m stupid with words. But I didn’t mean to make you feel like you had to disappear.”

You swallowed. He turned slightly, desperate and clumsy:

“Please don’t change for something dumb I said. I didn’t realize how much I loved… all of that. All of you.”

You turned to him. Eyes glossy, voice small:

“Then why didn’t you say that sooner?”

He didn’t have an answer. So instead, he reached into his pocket and held out the phone screen — a selfie of you from a month ago.

“I saved this one. I liked your smile here the most.”

DAICHI SAWAMURA

It was something small. You tripped on a stair and instinctively, he caught your wrist, pulling you close before you fell.

Someone whistled. A teammate teased: “Ooh, Daichi, playing knight in shining armor?”

He panicked. Embarrassed. Tried to play it cool. So he shrugged and muttered,

“She’s not my responsibility.”

Laughed it off.

But your smile didn’t reach your eyes.

You’d never expected him to take responsibility for you. You weren’t asking to be saved. But you’d thought — maybe — it was okay to lean. To trust. To fall near him.

After that day, you stopped doing that.

You handled everything alone — even when your hands shook carrying too much, even when your emotions threatened to spill.

No more late-night texts. No more spontaneous hangouts. No more quiet moments walking beside him.

You avoided everyone for a while.

Until Suga found you missing again from another group outing and went straight to Daichi.

“She knows she’s not your responsibility, Daichi. She just thought… you gave a damn.”

That silenced him.

That night, he went up to the school rooftop — the place you always went when you needed to breathe. You were already there, arms wrapped around your knees, eyes on the sky.

He didn’t speak. Just sat beside you. Let the silence ache between you both.

Then finally, barely audible:

“I wanted to protect you. Not push you away.”

You didn’t look at him. You just said, hollowly:

“You don’t have to explain. I get it.”

But he shook his head gently.

“No, you don’t. I didn’t say that because I didn’t care. I said it because I was scared of how much I did.”

You blinked, eyes burning.

“You’re not my responsibility,” he whispered again — but this time softer, reverent. “You’re my person. That’s… different.”

[calm-potato]

|HAIKYUU CAPTAINS| //COMPLIMENTS\\

Haikyuu captains,how they react to compliments + short headcannons

Characters: daichi,kuroo, oikawa, bokuto, ushijima,kita, moniwa(former date tech captain), futakuchi, and yuji

Extra: there might be more characters but i tried to add as many captains as i could remember even former captains,might make a part 2 with other characters^^

Daichi sawamura

-surprised but accepts the compliment wholeheartedly

-would be bashful and blush but would play it off like it was no big deal

-very modest about whatever you complimented him on

-the rest of the day he'd think about it and might even smile or smirk a little

-his teammates will ask what happened as they caught him in the act and he'll just brush it off as "something he remembered" but they can clearly see whatever it was had him distracted a bit

-might even catch you the next day having feeling bad and compliment you next with a grin

Kuroo tetsuro

-smirks immediately getting almost big boned about it

-accepts the compliment and throws in a grin complimenting you back

-finds it endearing and can't hide how happy it makes him to hear

-the rest of the day he's hyper at practice,giving a big speech than he usually does and has a big grin that everyone finds kind of distrubing

-his teammates will ask what happened curious,but he shrugs them off,but if they insist he might just brag about it (more specifically to taketora)

-does his best in every game,tho he always did that,he'd get more fired up because of it

Oikawa toru

-despite him being used to the compliments from others,when it's from you,he gets more flutered while trying to compose his usual dramatic self

-would try and play it off as no big deal as well, "well of course you'd think that,i am awesome after all"

-has the widest grin as he flaunts the compliment to iwa who probably most likely wouldn't care and just wants him to get back to practice

-would constantly try and do things to get your attention for more compliments,trying to show off

-would get annoyed when you didn't while also teasing you about the compliment to see if you'd maybe give more or your reactions

Bokuto kotaro

-just like oikawa he'd get flustered and excited,tho it's just a compliment,he'd thrive off of it the rest of the day

-would always try and impress you as well,trying to get your attention like a kid

-"did you see that spike?" "I was awesome right?!" "I'm the best ace,right??right??!"

-honestly it was a little obnoxious but the guy loves compliments especially from you,plus the team was able to win cuz of it so no one really cared much

-would compliment you back and give a hug right after

-would get mad and pout when you complimented one of his teammates but not him

ushijima wakatoshi

-would stare at you for a moment processing your words then simply state "thank you" like it was nothing and walk away

-he doesn't mean to be rude or a bit cold about it,he's just too stunned plus half of his mind is focused on volleyball that he didn't expect a random compliment

-would later try and think of a compliment for you to give

-"your hair...looks nice" something like that or along those lines he would say with like barely a hint of a smile but he'd really mean it!

-wouldn't have thought much of the compliment but if you'd had a smile or some expression he'd think about it the rest of the day while trying to stay focused

kita shinsuke

- would be a bit more surprised,raising an eyebrow,before shifting back to his cool demeanor and nod

-he'd appreciate the compliment while throwing one randomly back without any affect or expression

- simply a "you look quite pretty/good looking today" while he focus back on sipping his water like he said nothing at all, not even giving you a glance

-wouldn't really think about the compliment much but once he told the twins about it atsumu looked at him like he was either stupid or crazy

-"you seriously had no filter?!" -atsumu miya

moniwa kaname(former captain)

-would stare at you for a moment and blush embarrasingly

-would accept the compliment though a bit bashful,probably scratching his head with a "thanks,i didn't think anyone noticed"

-would compliment you back while stumbling over his words

-wouldn't really get distracted unless someone brought it up then he's back to his flustered mess

-would watch you or stare at you without noticing as the compliment replays in his mind but tries to keep focus

-would probably try and be around you more or ask to hang out

futakuchi kenji

-would be stunned to say the least

-probably a little flustered pointing at himself as he can't believe a girl complimented him

-would flirt and compliment you back and once he get a reaction would smirk and walk away

-internally screaming but plays it cool

-might even try and impress you but fails,his teammates laugh at him and he yells at them "don't laugh at your captain!!"

-brushes it off and comes up to you "so,anything you doing tonight?"

-would blush or get flustered if you had seen it and laughed at him

-"h-hey" couldn't help but smile anyways

terushima yuji

-would have been a step ahead and complimented you first,but if you gave him a compliment he'd be star struck and basically already planning your wedding

-would give you more compliments,it might even turn into a war of who can make who flustered the most

-would love teasing you any chance he got

-would even tease his teammates too about getting a compliment

-after his games if you gave him a compliment on his attacks or how well he did he'd become flustered and smile saying "thank you,cutie" and might even ask to go on a date

-if you decline,he'd keep asking days later

A/n- hi i'm back,thanks for reading,i might make more haikyuu hc and other animes^^

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HELLO HELLO—

May I request

Kenma / Semi / Kuroo helping reader with her period for the very first time

Or

Kenma/ Iwaizumi's reaction upon finding a love letter in theur locker after practice from reader (the very first time that someone actually showed interest in them)

Take your time, there's really no rush 💥💥

But I could be your crush, like-! | ◈ K.K | I.H

| Summary: With the final bell for the day, he heads over to the lockers and atop his stuff, adorned with a letter...Hm..Unusual..Someone love letter in his lock? Are you sure it's right...?

| Genre: Fluff, school setting, requested by @avens0nly.

| Author's notes: This is mostly a stretch for me, requests are open for almost ANYTHING you want, read the rules though. This is pretty much a word vomit, but one that is pretty.

| Warnings: N/A. fangirls? pushing down the stairs (gently and very little. but don't do this irl to anyone). Some fanmade stuff and some personal headcanons, nothing too much. r/x l/x is your full name.

𝕂𝕖𝕟𝕞𝕒 𝕂𝕠𝕫𝕦𝕞𝕖

Quickly stretching his neck as he continued to be pulled by Kuroo as Kenma's fingers continued to work on his phone screen, pressing to defeat the boss to pass onto the next level.

As he continued to gently tap on his screen, as Kuroo kept talking with Yaku and pulled him to the lockers. Admitting, he'll open it within a few seconds, he busied his fingers again with the game on his phone.

Losing the first tie, as the loosing theme was played on the screen as Kenma glared at his phone, again starting it as he huffed and continued to angry tap on his screen to try an defeat the boss, right before s phone snatched out of his hand as Yaku sighed, Kuroo holding it above Kenma's reach,

"Ya! Hurry up, Kenma. We have practice." He told Kenma as Yaku patted Kenma's back, trying to get Kenma to soften his hard glare on Kuroo, telling him he'll get his phone within a second and ushered him to turn towards his locker.

Groaning, Kenma lazily fiddled with the lock to open the locker, and atop his messily put away uniform, stayed a perfectly tucked in....envelope.Very easily recognizable, a love letter. Kenma rolled his eyes, since his locker was right beside Kuroo's, he'd gotten one too many love letters by accidents which were meant for Kuroo.

So he picked it up, just slapping it in Kuroo's face who held it, grinning sheepishly as Kenma began changing into his practice uniform and jersey.. Jut as he pulled the res jersey down, Yaku held the letter back to him as Knema stared back at the two staring at him expectantly, "what?" he asked annoyed.

"It's not Kuroo's...It's for you." Yaku told him as Kenma, rolled his eyes, not believing the joke for a second as he looked at them with a face that definitely meant he did not believe them, "Seriously." Kuroo said, and that look on his face when he was being serious about something.

As Kenma gently plucked the letter form Yaku's hand and lookied at it, adorned with a pixelated kiss mark on top of it, which he thought was cute and a pixelated heart sticker and Kenma written with a cursive writing in golden, ochre yellow and black ink pens...a lot of effort was taken in to write this letter for him, huh? Kenma subtly smiled and Yaku noticed that, as he grinned at Kenma,

"Go away." Kenma suddenly looked up and told Yaku and Kuroo. As Kuroo demanded to stay, but Yaku thankfully pulled him away as Kuroo kept complaining. As Kenma looked down at it, opening the letter and pulling out the butterscotch smelling paper out, he liked it, it was one of his favourite flavour.

"Dear Kenma-san,

I write this letter in hopes of conveying my feelings for you. It might be overwhelming, so I apologize. I did not know what to say, but I agree that I adore you and your smile and your eyes and everything.

I see the efforts you put in to be with your friends when you want to, despite being an introvert. I see you play games on the bleachers right before volleyball practice. I wanted to say; I like you, a lot.

I understand if you don't, but I wanted to get it off my chest and so I thank you for holding my feelings for the time while,

Love, R.L."

He read, trying to control the smile reaching his cheeks, it was nice...Very nice, actually..He quickly ushered on his shirt perfectly, wore his sport shoes and ran to the volleyball court of the school, other members already there. Kuroo huffing in annoyance as Yaku winked to him subtly, smiling, before nodding to the bleachers...

As he looked up to see a cute person, waving down at him with a soft smile and a shy expression...He softly waved too, walking closer to the bleachers as she leaned down to hand a him a water-bottle.

You handed to everyone, actually. But as you bent down a bit to give it to him, his eyes fall on your ID card dangling down...

R.L: R/X L/X. Nekoma, 2nd year.

Besides the brooch of the school on the ID, like it had everyone's initials...Hm, he was too busy staring at your ID, that he didin't even get a word out as you were simply dragged away by your friend outside.Your friend was one of the players' cousins or something, Kenma wasn't sure, but she pulled you out with her, claiming she needed you for something, telling them they'll survive without a manager for a day or two more.

But who were you to give him such a cute letter, attend to his interests within a few seconds and a piece of paper and then leave him without anything else, suddenly catching his feelings within a few second??.. R.L....Hm, he'll find you later, won't he?

𝕀𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕫𝕦𝕞𝕚 ℍ𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕖

Iwaizumi, stood outside the gym with the Matsun and Makki, both clowning off and troubling Kunimi to teasing him or something as they all waited for Oikawa to be done with his fangirls.

Iwaizumi sighed and opened his own locker, as he peered in, in the middle of his uniform, books and others was a love letter, as he scoffed. 'Another one' he thought, pulling the letter out as Makki and Mattsun stared at it, with grins,

"OI!! SHITTYKAWA, ANOTHER LETTER FOR OUR BUGABOO~~" Makki said in a high-pitched and dramatic as Oikawa turned to them, smirking as he apologized to his fangirls and took his leave, taking the letter from Iwaizumi as usual Kunimi, Kindaichi, Mattsun and Makki peered it as Oikawa tore open the letter.

The letter decorated with turquoise and teal decorations to match the Aoba Johsai jerseys and colour, which the guys thought was pretty cute of the person to do so...Iwaizumi paid him no mind, continuing to remove his shoes to change them.

But as Oikawa unfolded the letter and began reading it, his smile, pride and smugness depleted, he became pouty as Makki and Mattsun cheered idiotically and loudly as Iwaizumi turned to them as Oikawa folded the letter and placed it neatly back in the simply decorated envelope, shoving it to Iwaizumi with a pouty expression,

"It's for you."

Iwaizumi stood there, frozen as he hands reached for the letters and almost snatched it as he read over the words quickly...Oh fuck...

Dear Iwa-chan,

May I call you that?? I apologize but I write this letter to explain my hidden feelings for you. What else is there to say except that I adore you more than anything. You're so smart and so confident in what you do. I hope to reveal my feelings to you if I could, sadly I'm a coward who can't explain my feelings...

This letter may not suffice, but I hope it can bridge the gap between us, if possible. I would like to be your friend and get to know you more, as we learn of our feelings...Though that may remain a dream, I desire for it to be the truth, but until then..I adore you,

Love, R.

In perfect handwriting in teal ink with slightly stain of it at the edge of the paper. Does not matter, how long has it been has his heart fluttered like this? How come HE had a secret admirer...Oh he needed to find out who was this person behind the letter.

As Makki and Mattsun whistled lowly and kept saying and confessing the words to each other, dramatically, while Oikawa scoffed and pouted. How sweet, as they began walking down the hallway of Aoba Johsai to head to the volleyball gym, just as a student, who was running, bumped shoulders with Iwaizumi..

You tripped, almost slipping as Iwaizumi caught your wrist, "Ac-Fu-sorry...sorry!!" you apologized, bowing a bit as you held back onto his wrist and the jacket sleeve, removing your hand as you smiled, running away as Iwaizumi smiled and waved, god you were cute.

As he looked down, he noticed tiny stains of teal on his sleeve, matching the love letter he received as he turned to catch your own cardigan you wore on top of your uniform slightly stained with teal ink at the sleeve...

Maybe he'll catch you later on this ink and this...adoration of yours, yeah?

© orleia--xe. I do not give permission to modify, translate, copy or repost ANY of my works. Reblogs are very much beloved!

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𓈒*~ suna husband hcs

content warning: post-time skip, fluff, #needthat, not proofread

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-Suna, the type of husband to absolutely just love pleasing you. He does it for yours and his satisfaction. If you ask him to do little small tasks, he'd for grunt in laziness but still get up to do it because it's rewarding to him when he gets to see your smile. Suna loves doing these tasks if they were given by you because he's happy that you're happy.

-Suna, the type of husband to send you silly texts throughout the day whenever he's free. You're always on his mind and he's simply curious what you could be up to. It could range from texts that're like 'have you eaten yet?' and you'd have to send him a photo of your meal because he's just invested in you, not just because he's your husband but because he knows he's yours.

-Suna, the type of husband to secretly love whenever he wakes up earlier before you to find you clinging onto him under the covers as if begging for him to stay in bed with you. It's these cute little moments where Suna would sacrifice a bit of his morning to melt in your warm embrace just a tad bit longer.. or when he does wake up earlier than you, he'd put the blanket over your face to shut out the light for when he gets dressed. Pulling it back off to give you a kiss on your cheek or forehead before he heads out for work.

-Suna, the type of husband to find himself nestled in between your thighs whenever you're binge-watching a new show on the couch. He loves these moments alone where you're both on the same page at home just together, his face on your lap. He also loves to cuddle you on the couch as well, securing your every movement with his arms.

-Suna, the type of husband to stop by the convenience store on the way home to get some snacks. He remembers your favorite things to snack on and is constantly thinking about you. He'd bring home a bag full of your favorite drinks and snacks to eat together for later in the day.

-Suna, the type of husband to take some really hot and warm showers where it's completely humid when he leaves the bathroom. With the super fogged-up mirrors, he'd write or draw cute things for whenever you walk in or shower to see.

-Suna, the type of husband to love sitting on the kitchen chair or kitchen counter while watching you cook meals for both of you. It's like watching a YouTube cooking tutorial in real life except he gets to interact with you which he loves the most. Suna enjoys the little sweet talking and laughter that comes with it.

-Suna, the type of husband to go out of his way to get you chocolate, and give you warm warm when you announce that you're on your period. He ensures you're stocked up on pads and tampons and his affection. When you get cramps he'd pull you onto his lap and rub your stomach with his warm hands while telling you that you're gonna be okay.

-Suna, the type of husband to thrive off the drama you tell him. He's all ears when you say "Can I rant real quick," followed by a "This just happened at work..." he is INVESTED. His commentary is super funny and blunt, adding in his own personal opinions on what went on and creating solutions to your problems.

-Suna, the type of husband to probably give your ass a slap the moment you bend down to pick something up. The moment you turn around, his back is towards you with him eying you from the side in deviousness.

masterlist here

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— 𝑒𝓍𝑒𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 ౨ৎ

multicharacter (suna, semi, osamu, matsukawa, & atsumu) x reader. 0.9k wc. ﾉ sfw ﾉ angst ﾉ suggestive bits (matsukawa) ﾉ light jealousy and possessiveness

ᡣ𐭩 SUNA is the ex that pretends you don’t exist. of course, it’s never that easy. he still sees you on a near-daily basis, but his behavior starkly contrasts how he used to act when the two of you were together. whenever he sees you, he averts his gaze, eyes turning to the ground or his phone—anywhere but you. when you’re mentioned in conversation, everything fades into background noise and when your name comes up, he’s cold enough to ask “who?” as if he never knew you at all. he doesn’t want to be as distant—as rude—as he is, but acting like none of it happened is easier than accepting the fact that he’s not over you. what you can’t see behind that foreign, newfound despondency that rintaro has adopted is that he doesn’t hate you as much as he lets on. he still looks at the pictures of the two of you he couldn’t bring himself to delete. he still hangs on to the one sweater you left behind in his closet. you’re still a heavy thought that’s constantly weighing on his mind.

ᡣ𐭩 SEMI is the emotionally confusing ex. he doesn’t know what he’s supposed to do with his raging whirlwind of feelings. you broke up for a reason but he can’t help but want to keep in touch with you. he wonders whether or not he should hit send on the “i miss you” text he’s typed and retyped countless times in the dark of his bedroom. before he decides, he thinks about how humiliating it would be to stoop to that level, how painful it might be for you to have to read the phrase, how frustrating it is to be in this situation in the first place. though, the conflicting feelings racing in his mind aren’t nearly enough to outweigh the lingering love he has for you in his heart. he’s always been a little selfish. so without a thought to the consequences, he sends the message. his heart breaks a little more when the read receipt and a timestamp pop up in response in place of the reply he was hoping for. but he can’t be as mad as he wants because he’s never been good at holding grudges when it comes to you.

ᡣ𐭩 OSAMU is the partial-ex. even after the two of you are broken up, you’re still very much present in the other’s life. the dynamic is different from one of significant others, but not quite one of friendship. it’s as though your lives have been entangled to the point where you can’t live without each other. his family still adores you, still asks about you as if you never left. you still hang out with the same crowd. all his friends are yours and vice versa. everyone knows you’ve broken up, but they continue to talk about you like you’re still dating. they bring up your past so casually and with little regard to the fact that both of you are processing the events that played out less than a couple weeks ago. it makes things incredibly awkward, but the two of you are still civil despite the uncomfortable air that seems to follow you. though, at the end of each day he’s spent with you, he can’t help but wish that things were different. he wants to be able to hold you and kiss you—the way he used to.

ᡣ𐭩 MATSUKAWA is the ex with benefits. the first time was an accident. you were both still reeling from your break up and one drink led to another until the two of you ended up beneath the same sheets, heads throbbing with a combination of hangovers and regret the next morning. though, the regret never lasts more than a couple of days before either of you contemplates doing it again. it becomes a bad habit, the two of you only ever contacting each other when one of you is craving the familiar touch of the other. you convince yourselves that it’s convenient, that there are no strings attached and no feelings involved—that you’re still broken up and this is nothing more than physical. but the little arrangement issei thought would be helpful is only turning out to prolong the hurt he was trying so desperately to run from. because every night when you fall asleep with your back facing him, he’s forced to confront the fact that things will never go back to the way they once were.

ᡣ𐭩 ATSUMU is the ex that makes it known he wants to get back together. it doesn’t help that everyone still thinks of you as “atsumu’s significant other” and it’s even less ideal that he’s hellbent on keeping that spot in your life that was meant to be reserved for lovers. he’s an effective deterrent to anyone looking to pursue a relationship with you, constantly reminding them that the two of you used to be an item and showcasing how well he knows you. his compliments hold the same weight that they used to when they came from the bottom of his heart. beyond the joking encounters and the nonchalant smiles he wears around you, anyone can see that he’s changed since the two of you parted ways. he turns down the advances of potential partners, doesn’t revert to the shameless playboy he was before the two of you met, keeps an empty space on his dresser and in his closet saved just for you—all in hopes that the two of you were meant to last, that one day, you’ll come back to him.

thanks for reading! if u enjoyed, please consider reblogging or commenting

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“Whatcha doing?”

“I’m hiding,”

...

“Can I join?”

It looks comical, the way Mammon tries to fit inside your closet as well. There’s barely room for him, but somehow he manages to squeeze his long limbs into the small space. Once he’s sat, he turns his head slightly to look at you.

“Who are we hiding from?”

His blue eyes practically light up the place, and you can feel the heat radiating from him. Tentatively you inch a little closer and he opens his legs so you can slot between them, your back against his chest. You lean into the embrace, letting him wrap his arms around you. You can feel the beating of his heart next to your ear.

“I don’t know,” you mutter. You watch the wall of the closet, eyes trailing the curves and patterns of the wood. “Everyone,” you say.

Mammon hums. He presses a gentle kiss to your hair. You grab a hand from your waist, deciding to play with his fingers instead. In difference from his usual white, they’re painted the colour of your eyes. Yours matches with a mix of blue and yellow. All stolen from Asmo of course.

(He let you steal them. Mammon was not very discreet. You had to make up for it with a spa day the next weekend.)

Slowly you interwine your fingers with Mammon’s, leaning back to rest your head on his chest and closing your eyes.

“Were ya hiding from me too?”

...

“No, I would never hide from you.”

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[ 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 ]

★ ── selfship event

❤︎ WHAT’S CAPTAIN CUPID ?!

hihi hello ! welcome to my selfship event where I, MARS, assign scenarios & headcannons to your selfships !

❤︎ HOW DOES THIS WORK ?!

easy ! all you have to do is send me an ask describing you (or your oc’s) personality ! it’s similar to a matchup event except you’ll specify what character you’re being shipped with. my job as cupid will be to assign a dynamic & scenarios based on you & your fictional other’s personality !

you’ll select a maximum of three questions ( or four for moots ) you’d like me to answer about your selfship, and i’ll do my best to answer based on my idea of what your relationship would be like !

❤︎ WHO CAN I BE SHIPPED WITH ?!

your fictional other should be a character from wind breaker, haikyuu, mha or blue lock only.

note that all characters will be written as adults (18+) by default (everything is still sfw !)

only one f/o per person

❤︎ ANYTHING ELSE, CAPTAIN ?

here are some guidelines when requesting :

anyone is free to join ! you don’t have to be a follower or mutual to take part.

on that note, all scenarios & hcs will be sfw or at best lightly suggestive, so everyone of all ages is free to join

you can send your requests on or off anon. i recommend sending it off so you’ll be notified, but it’s all up to you ! edit : if requesting on anon, feel free to assign yourself a name or emoji !

don’t be shy ! i feel like a lot of self shippers are shy when talking about their self ships because they may feel cringy or embarrassed. trust me i’m not judgy at all. i love reading selfship posts so describe yourself or your oc in as much detail as possible !

❤︎ PICK A QUESTION, ANY QUESTION !

note that before answering questions, i will provide a description of what dynamic i think your selfship would have !

if using an oc, please provide their name !

starred questions (*) have potential to receive slightly suggestive answers

remember you can only pick a maximum of three while moots pick four !

how did you first meet ?

who confessed & how ?

who fell first & who fell harder ?

first date ?

what do others (ex: parents/friends) think of your relationship ?

toxic things they do ?

toxic things you do ?

what do you often fight over ?

why/how did you break up ?

at what moment did they fall in love ?

at what moment did you fall in love ?

what do they not like about you ?

what do you not like about them ?

what do they love most about you ?

what do you love most about him ?

how was your first kiss like ?*

their favorite activity to do with you ?

their green flags in your relationship ?

how did they propose ?

what’s having a family with them like ?

❤︎ HOW TO REQUEST ?

to participate, you must first reblog this post then send me an ask following this template. starred (*) questions are optional. any requests that do not follow instructions will be deleted !

pronouns

*gender + any relevant information regarding gender identity (ex : perhaps you don’t wear certain clothing, or use she/her pronouns but prefer to be treated as male. this is to avoid me making you uncomfortable in descriptions

*sexuality (if unanswered, i will assume you are attracted only to the same gender as your f/o)

f/o + their fandom (refer to list of accepted fandoms)

what questions you want me to answer (3 or 4 max)

a description of you/your OC’s personality

*a description of you or your OC’s appearance (this is to make more specific & personal hcs, ex: them loving you/your OC’s freckles)

your perception of your f/o. everyone has different perspectives on different characters; so i’d like to see your f/o through your eyes in order to make more accurate hcs !

that’s all ! please remember i can only take a limited number of requests. i can’t guarantee requests will be answered on a first come first serve basis, but i recommend requesting as soon as possible ! when requests are closed, the prompt below will go from “start” to “end !”

TAGGING : @kaiser1ns @seneon @seumyo @caelivir @y2kuromi @17020 @megutime @bloodswrd

[ 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 ]

start !

© ─ heartkaji ; do not steal, copy, edit, translate or reupload

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PDA (LOV edition)

A/n- hi I'm sorry I've been gone for a while,there were alot of things going on so I can't say it will happen again. But I'll still try to update every now and then,also I might be accepting requests soon not now but yeah!!^^ hope you enjoy!!~

Characters:toga,dabi,shigaraki, twice,and hawks Content:fluff,wholesome,a bit suggestive?? Idk,mildly spicy(just kisses and hickeys), just headcannons,and reader has  they/them pronouns! Summary:basically how I think the LOV display they're love towards you,or what I think their love language is!!

Toga:

-she's most definitely a clingy one

-once she finds an interest in you she'll automatically lounge onto you like a kola

-like LITERALLY will become your new kola

-toga seems like a physical touch kind of girl

-she'd also be a quality time kind of girl as well like:

-you go on a mission? She's going! You're gonna take a walk? She wants to go!! You're going to the bathroom? She'd wait and get mad that you took so long

-she just can't have you out if her sight though

-but if you do tell her that you want a little space,she'll be mad but understand and try not to bother you as much

Dabi:

-he's an apparent lone wolf so it took a while for him to come around but he did

-since he doesn't really trust people that easily it took alot of time for him to trust you but eventually it was gained when you showed your loyalty to the league and him

-his childhood was rough so I kinda feel like he'd need words of affirmation but give acts of services

-he wanted his father's approval so he'd probably need to hear words through out the day to know he's enough

-he'd give acts of service by doing you favors and remembering to do stuff for you and just being there whenever you need him,but he hopes the same for you

Shigaraki:

-just like dabi it was hard for him to trust you just like it's hard for him to trust other people

-but luckily you manage to impress him with your skills and joined the lov

-since if he touches people and they could die he'd probably be very worried that might happen to you,so he's always being careful and cautious around you

-despite you telling him to calm down he'd still be very worried,so I'd feel maybe he craves physical touch which you'd tried to give it but slowly

-I also feel he'd enjoy receiving gifts!

-like one day you're walking down the street and you spot a nice gift that you feel he'd enjoy

-would be very touched by your thoughtfulness and maybe a hint of happiness and joy would be placed on his face

-but only you can see it :)

Twice:

-he's a very kind man

-it was sort of easy but not exactly to earn his trust,not only that but it was confusing whether he did or not because he'd go:

-"wanna join the league?! Actually don't join the league!"

-because of the bi Polar personality it was hard to tell but you knew when he took his mask off

-he's most definitely a clingy and giving man!

-like I can see him hugging you everytime you enter the room, or just being by you makes him all happy and excited

-and he'd also try and buy and give you gifts that reminds him of you or just getting you things you said you liked :)

Hawks:

-this man was so hard to figure out! Like one minute he's all happy and chill, the next minute he'd get all serious and real

-it was hard to tell whether or not he even wanted you in the league but you soon found out his secret which you promised to keep,and because of this he trusted you since you really kept your promise

-he'd most definitely be a physical touch guy and maybe quality time too!

-hugging you,cuddling you, and just being able to touch you is enough especially lots of kisses and hickeys to mark over your body

-he's a pro so it's probably hard to find time when to hang out together just you two,so quality time is a must have! But if you can be patient and stay with him despite how many time he's couldn't make it due to his job,he'd then try to find time to give you twice the time he couldn't give you before!!

-but let's also not forget all the smooth talking he'd do :)

Thank you for reading and hope you enjoyed and once again sorry for not posting I'll try to update every now and then but It won't be regularly like that!! Also soon will let requests open if you have any but not now!! Also sorry if it's short^^

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Surprise kisses (dekusquad)

Characters:midoriya,uraraka, tsuyu,iida, todoroki, and tokoyami

Content:fluff,and kisses (just wholesome!)

Summary: they're busy doing something and y/n decides to surprise them with a kiss

Midoriya

- he was busy talking and rambling about his all might collection

-you had went to his room because you were bored and wanted to spend time with him and so that's what led to this

- he kept rambling on and on about all might that you couldn't take it anymore

-sure you love his rambles and how much of a fan boy he is but you also wanted his attention and what better way right?

-"oh y/n,sorry was I rambling too much? I tend to do tha-"

- he completely goes red and shyly asks for you to do it again

Uraraka

- the two of you decided to go and get some drinks from a cafe near by on your patrol

- after you ordered you sat down with her as she begins talking about different things

- of course you were listening but your eyes kept traveling towards her lips

- you kept listening and trying to avoid it but it had been all day without any physical touch to keep it professional

-then it suddenly happened

- "and then maybe we cou-"

-she turned just as red ad midoriya and looks away holding your hand

Tsuyu

-the two of you decided to paint together as a daily activity to calm both of you down

- and as your painting you compliment each other and find yourself eyeing her from now and then

-she looked so pretty and angelic that you kept eyeing her and ended up messing up your painting

-when she noticed she tried to tell you but you cut her off

-"y/n,hey your painting-"

-she gets all nervous and points "I tried to tell you about your painting" She whispers as you looked and she helped you repaint it

Iida

-it was during a school hour as everyone else was chatting away you had just finished chatting with your friends and decided to bother the class president who was also your partner

-you noticed how strict he is in the class and how much he cares for everyone

-seeing this you felt as if maybe he works too hard and never gets to take a break and how fussy he can be when something isn't done right,so while he was complaining you felt it ws right

-"and today bakugou had-"

-he starts to stutter which is rare for him and tries to keep his cool and face too

Todoroki

-he was busy reading in the common room

-you saw how peaceful he was just reading and minding his own business

-but since there hasn't been any intimacy between you too all day you decided to make a move

-you hadn't seen him really all day and wanted some attention

-what better way than a kiss?

-"oh y/n,hi-"

-he gets so red he drops his book and looks at you surprised "if you wanted a kiss,you could've just said so..." He looks away

Tokoyami

-he was sleeping peacefully I'm his dorm because of all the noise

-dark shadow was sleeping too but once he heard you enter he woke up with a smile

-you shushed him and he understood what you wanted to do

-smirking he didn't even try to wake tokoyami up as you sneaked inside and up towards him

-with a smile plastered on your face you pecked his cheek as he jumped in surprise

-"oh y/n! Did you just...kiss me?"

-his cheeks get red and skin perks up (you know how birds puff up with water and stuff) and you snuggle together

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Boyfriend dabi vs cat

Summary- you bring home a cat and dabi fights for your attention with the cat... Content- fluff + jealous dabi?? Dabi x gn reader

"I'm home!" You yell only to be met with silence as you searched for your boyfriend to show him a surprise you found in an alleyway.

Checking every room untill you manage to make your way towards the bedroom you both share. Opening the door you peaked inside,stilling holding the cat gently in your other arm. "Babe?" You scanned the room and found him laying on the bed facing upwards with his arm over his head. "Hm?" He hummed still not facing you as you smiled and closed the door.

"I've got something for you." He hummed again not looking sounding a bit intrigued but annoyed at the same time "it better not be another pair of endeavor shirts to annoy me because I swear-" he paused when he noticed the little fluff ball in your arms. Your face was sparkling with happiness as his was threaded with terror as if you just brought home some exotic animal.

Hugging the cat tighter to your chest made his blood boil for second as he looked at your face "isn't he just the cutest?! Let's keep him and name him,ok?" The cat had black fur "how about kuro? Yeah well name him kuro!" (Kuro also means black in Japanese in case you didn't know)

Depsite your excitement dabi just couldn't believe what he was seeing. Someone, no some little creature was in his house basically violating his beautiful s/o and all while he has to watch it with his own eyes. This was his home and some little firball just comes in unannounced and tried to one up him with his spot of being your number 1.

"Dabi?" After some time of silence from him he didn't notice he was quiet as he had to come up with soemthing to say  "oh,yeah,yeah! Kuro sounds nice I guess. Where did you find him?"

You stopped holding kuro to let him down as he climbed on the bed with dabi " in an alleyway." Dabi's face went back to being distraught. So not only did you bring home a cat but a stray as well?! "Why? I mean couldn't you have left him?"

You crossed your arms looking at him rolling your eyes "dabi,didn't you used to be the same? Remember I found you in an alleyway bleeding and helped you?" He groaned under his breath at the fact you were right. But he didn't want you to be right,he didn't want the cat in his house under your touch and being so near you. He wanted the cat out!

And yes,he knows it's silly to be jealous of a cat but he couldnt help it when eventually he was right, kuro had you under his little paw. For the next few weeks you mostly spent all your time looking after kuro and taking care of him more than dabi. You didn't notice it and didn't mean to do it,you've just always always a soft spot for animals and got a little... carried away with kuro.

"Why are you sulking?" You were on the couch next to dabi with kuro laid peacefully in your lap. "Is it because of kuro again?" He didnt say anything but glared down at the cat as you sighed. "Stop being such a baby,kuro is just a cat he needs attention as well."

He didn't respond again. "Really, a silent treatment?" You let out another sigh as you picked up kuro and placed him down on dabi's lap. "Fine,you may not talk to me now,but you will get along with kuro!"

You said with a final look and walked away towards the kitchen as dabi just looked down at the cat. Kuro swayed his tail and looked up at dabi with the most adorable eyes he's ever seen. Kuro mowed at dabi tail stoll swaying as dabj scrunched up his face. "I don't even see why she likes you so much." Placing the remote down,dabi picked up the cat and exaimed him moving moving hands.

"Sure you're soft and cute looking but that's all you can do. I can do so much more than you can. You little... fur-ball!" Dabi said placing the cat back down and getting up. "That's it,I'm over this whole look after you thing. Imma send you away without them knowing."

He got up but was halted when he felt a little fluf on his leg as he looked down he could see the cat rubbing his leg and purring. "What the- get off!" But kuro wouldn't budge so he picked up the cat and stated at his eyes.

"What? What do you want with me?!" He yelled a bit as the cat was still purring and tail swaying with glee as dabu was slowly breaking. "Damn,why are you actually so-" he stopped himself "no! I can't fall for this,this is what got her so whipped with you but-"

Of course he stared again and found that he couldn't resist anymore. All his anger went away as he walked into the kitchen holding kuro.

"Oh hey,dinner is almost read-" you turned around to see him holding kuro and you nearly died. Did it work?! You thought as you smiled.

"This is my new support system." You smiled and laughed "ok." He came closer "no I'm serious,I'm now in love with this cat and we'll rule the world together." You smiled not knowing what to say as he kept going "I'll burn the people while kuro will scratch!" You wore a concerned face now as you patted his shoulder.

"Dabi,babe,wouldn't that be painful?"

"Only to the people"

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MHA BOYS X INSOMIA READER

Includes- shinso,todoroki,and denki

Summary- reader can't seem to fall asleep,luckily they have a loving partner there to help!!

Shinso

Shinso isn't really a sleep kind of guy either. Due to his eye bags it's quite clear that the boy also has trouble sleeping so having a s/o who also has trouble sleeping... well that's kind of a problem. He won't tell you to sleep or put away your phone as he'd be a hypocrite  as he's also doing the same thing. Lying in bed with you watching videos and laughing,apologizing if he's too loud. But I will say that at some point,since shinso cares for your health,he'll attempt to tell you that you should sleep.

Will often rub his hands in your hair to sooth you to sleep. But it's also something about your presence that calms him in ways that at some points at night he'll fall asleep before you whole cuddling you. Has tried multiple times saying "tonight we'll sleep early together" which always ends up being you both on your phones or him falling asleep before you. It's not that he does it on purpose he really does want to sleep at the same time with you. But it always seem he'd fall asleep,you just have a way of calming him to sleep with just your presence. Most nights when he finds he can't sleep with you he's restless and tries to text you a million times although it doesn't bother you as  much but it can at times. Not to mention you won't be sleeping anyways so he figured why not?

He's kind of a baby at times though. Will always want a good night kiss and if he doesnt receive one will pout silently or turn away from you. He always feels like the kisses are like a promise that he'll see you in the morning.

Todoroki

Now todoroki,he's kind of the type of sleep early but not as early as bakugou but early enough. Once he finds out his s/o can't sleep and is up late at night he'll start to get worried. Asking you to sleep or tries to help you the best way he can. Since he's used to sleeping early it would be hard for him to get you to sleep.whenever he's in your dorm and sees you're still awake will offer to make you something to eat. He tries to search up ways to get you to sleep. From trying warm milk to Watching some late night shows or movies. Which the movies and shows do tend to help at times but then he finds himself up watching the movies and shows instead. He's happy he got you to finally sleep but now,how will he?

Todoroki would find comfort in holding you to sleep. He's not used to PDA so any form of physical contact from you would feel like heaven to him. He never knew that holding someone would feel so nice,especially if it's you. He's an early sleeper but tries his best to stay awake to make sure you get thee proper rest,it doesn't always happen but he tried. Finds comfort in holding your hands to sleep. Even when his get all warm and sweaty  he still wants to hold your hand. It helps him sleep better and when you're not around hell find himself waiting for you to come back or he won't sleep.

Often wakes up to make sure you're still asleep or next to him. Then will plant soft kisses and tell you goodnight.

Denki

Now denki,he's not really a sleep early or wake up early kind of guy. He always tends to find himself playing games untill 1:00 in the morning before he sleeps. So when he finds out his s/o can't sleep he sort of gets excited. Of course he cares for you health and all and wants you to get the proper rest you need. But denki never really had someone to stay up with especially a s/o. So it was all sort of new to him at first. For a few weeks he'd find it fun at first. Forgetting that you need sleep he'd often want to play games with you or laugh and talk about memes or even how your day went. He just loves to talk on and on about what happened and everything that he got so lost in the moment of sleeping.

But of course once he finally remembers will try to find ways the both of you could sleep together. Making tents in your dorm rooms,telling each other random stories,heck he even tried thinking of watching shows and movies but always found that no matter what it was hard for either of you to sleep. Denki wasn't really the type to sleep early so he wasn't really sure about how to go about this and trying to attempt at sleep. He always found it hard to sleep when it was time so he's wasn't quite sure on what to do. But he did know that once you guys finished gaming he'd find himself sleepy and at times you'd often yawn too.

A big goof when it came to holding you as you two always ended up sleeping in the most weirdest positions as you woke up to find.

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Dress headcannons(bakusquad)

Characters:mina,jirou,denki,sero, kirishima, and bakugou

Content:fluff,a bit spicy(hickeys and kisses)

Summary:Tomboy reader finally decides to wear a dress, and how they respond to it!

Mina

- she would be shocked at first then start to insanely praise you

-"omg y/n!! You look so amazing in the dress!!"

-drags you to clothing stores just so she can have you try on  different types of dresses

- definitely loves when you wear dresses that are short but not too short

-wants to have fashion shows with you as you two try on different clothes not just dresses

-wants to dance with you in a dress she picked out for you

-takes tons of pictures of you considering she doesn't know the next time this'll happen

Denki

-surprised as well and thinks it was a dare but once he knows you wanted to wear it for him he's instantly heart eyes and constant praise like mina

-"i can't believe you did this for me,and look so amazing- What? No of course I'm not crying!"continues to hold back tears

-takes pictures and shows you off to his friends

-buys you alot more dresses and jewelry

- loves helping you zip the dress up

- he already loves whatever you wear but will constantly ask you to wear dresses but will stop once he sees he made you mad

-goes buy you anything you want to make up for it

Jirou

-didn't notice at first but shots her eyes back towards you eyeing you up and down before her face heats up

-"y/n? Oh,that looks... amazing on you! I didn't know you wear dresses" tries to contain her blushing face

- since she's not used to wearing dresses either,once she sees you wearing one it encourages her to try as well

- when you catch her she tried to hide it but fails as you complimented her and she basically dies at that as her face heats up

-wants to see you in dresses more often but doesn't want to pressure you so she doesn't ask but when she does and you agree to wear one she's shocked but instantly heats up again

Sero

-instantly loves it since he rarely sees you wearing one though he loves whatever you wear already

-"MI amor,you look breath taking, are you trying to seduce me?"

-loves seeing you twirl in it and takes your hand kissing it calling you "mi princess"

- often kisses the back of your neck when he zips your dress up

-buys you dresses,especially loves when you wear long dresses as you look like a princess to him

- definitely tried to buy you a tiara to match your dress one time and you caught him

Bakugou

-takes a double take as his brows furrow confused on what made you try a dress on

-"Hey y/n,what are you wearing? I don't remember buying you that."

-once you tell him you wore it for him he'll look away calling you an idiot but of course it's only to hide his blush

-if the dress reveals alot of your skin he'll have you wear a little jacket over your shoulders so no one would stare at you,although it didn't help as others kept staring anyways

- since it's hard for him to show how he really feels it was hard to tell if he liked the dress or didn't

-"what are you doing?"

-"I'm gonna take it off"- you

-"don't dumbass!"

-"but I thought you didn't-" -you

-" I...like it alright? So if you dare take that off I swear no more morning kisses or cuddles!"

-so of course you kept it on

-whenever you do wear it he often is more overprotective than usual (glared at anyone who stared at you, holds your hand alot than often,and even is always near you wherever you go)

-loves zipping your dress up and leaves kisses,maybe even some hickeys??

Kirishima

-was surprised to say the least,but most definitely loved it

-"woah y/n! You look so manly and beautiful in that dress!!"

- of course he often finds himself staring extra hard at you in the dress

-loves pampering you with dresses and jewelry

-some of the dresses were a bit... interesting to say the least but you still wore them for him because who wouldn't?

-Whenever you go out on dates he's always expecting you to wear a dress but when you don't he gets disappointed but doesn't let it show or bother him

- of course you noticed and when you got home decided to surprise  him with a candle lit dance in the dress he wanted you to wear

-is awestruck whenever you wear one,of course he's always awestruck when it comes to you,but even more awestruck when you wear it

- it gets so bad that when you argue you always threaten to throw the dresses away and he instantly tries to make it up to you

- loves helping you zip the dress up as he loves kissing your neck and hugging you from the back

- loves seeing the little twirls

- loves seeing you in any type of dress,long or short,or even frilly he just loves it,especially if it makes you happy

Thank you for all of the likes!! I might also make a dekusquad version or something else idk yet!!^^

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Tutor shinso (headcannons)

A/n- idk why but tutor shinso just hits a little different though... so here's my headcannons,hope you enjoy^^

Tutor shinso! who wasn't very sure of helping you study at first but was forced to by Mr aizawa

Tutor shinso! who accidentally touches your hand when giving you a pencil and heats up slightly but covers it with a cough

Tutor shinso! who's impressed by your learning abilities and decided to help you study every weekend

Tutor shinso! who finds himself getting distracted by you but tries to turn away whenever you noticed

Tutor shinso! who sometimes gets distracted by asking you personal questions to get to know you better

Tutor shinso! who finds out your favorite things (drinks,snacks etc...) to bring it during the next session,almost every session

Tutor shinso! who found it kinda cute when you're thinking

Tutor shinso! who gets too close to you when you need help with a question on purpose to see your reaction

Tutor shinso! who uses any excuse to touch you,whether it be handing a pencil,touching shoulders,or even keeping your knees touching,just so he can be near you more

Tutor shinso! who tries to make any joke he can think of to make you laugh

Tutor shinso! who  gets slightly jealous when he sees you with another guy

Tutor shinso! who gets so jealous he cancels your Tutor session

Tutor shinso! who feels bad and misses your face so he tries to reschedule it and make it up to you

Tutor shinso! who uses a date to cover up his mistakes when he really has been meaning to ask you for months

Tutor shinso!  who gets  surprised and flustered when you actually agreed to it

Tutor shinso! who takes you to a place you've been meaning to go to for the date and plans the entire day

Tutor shinso !who finally tells you the real reason he canceled the sessions,besides him 'not feeling well'

Tutor shinso! who gathers up the courage to finally ask you out and was surprised to find out you felt the same

Tutor shinso! who asks you out on another date for a later time to have your first real date

Tutor shinso! who isn't just a Tutor anymore but is now your Bf,and the best to be exact!!

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Bakugou x reader(comfort cuddles)

A/n- so recently this man has done numbers on me,not only with his character development but with many more... so I decided to make this short headcannon after crying to the cuddle videos of bakugou x listener on YT so hope you enjoy~

Warning: might be a bit ooc,fluff (no nsfw)

Summary: you've been having trouble sleeping and the only one who's noticed was bakugou himself and decided to confront you about it.

Also my first story so let me know what you think or if there's any mistakes!! Also reader can be any gender,it was never explicit!!^^

It was night and dark outside. You couldn't sleep no matter how hard you tried. A part of it was because of the voices in your head but another was because of all the nightmares you've recently had about who knows what.

The nights just kept getting colder and much darker than you had expected. You'd tried getting cold water as that was always helpful but for a short while. You even tried drinking warm milk or reading stories or listening to music-anything  to get your mind off of the voices or nightmares but eventually you still had to sleep so nothing really worked.

You didn't want to bother any of your friends especially if it would impact their sleeping as well. So you tried to stay awake or even sing songs or whatever to pass the time as the clock ticked to 4:00 a.m. it was the same time every night. Most nights you didn't sleep untill 5 or even a few minutes before it's time to go to school.

They'd never tell you but your class 1-A friends kind of knew you weren't getting enough sleep. Why didn't they say anything? Well simply they felt it was something personal,at least everyone did expect for,bakugou...

You never really spoke with bakugou much. He was always loud and obnoxious. Always the center of attention,sure you didn't mind form time to time,but you didn't like being the center of attention. But of course that didn't mean to talk to him you had to be loud or match his energy.

"Good morning y/n!!" Some of your friends spoke as they gave you a warm smile. You tried to as well but then again as you slept pretty late last night and barely rested all you could do was wave.

You manage to make it to your seat next to bakugou in the front. Nearly falling as the sleep was slowly getting to you. Thank goodness no one saw the little wobble,no one,but bakugou.

"Hey,what was that?" He spoke quietly so no one would hear. Of course he had to be the only one with common sense paying attention.

"O-oh,nothing. Just almost tripped and fell." You gave a light smile depsite your desire to doze off and sleep. He gave a grunt and looked away even though he knew you were lying.

He'd obviously have to find out later.

The day went by as you tried your hardest not to sleep in class,especially aizawa's class,but it was hard when you kept nudging your head as it kept falling. The amount of times you got called out and tried to keep your eyes open were ridiculous.

Entering the common room your friends gave another smile.

"Hey y/n! Wanna play games with us?" Denki tried to suggest as you barely played games with them anymore considering every time you came to the dorms you went straight to your dorm to sleep.

Even though you felt bad and wanted to do nothing more than to play games with with friends,sleep was intoxicating you "uh,sorry,not today denki. Maybe next time?"

Of course it was the same as everyday. Maybe next time? But whenever next time came it was the same cycle.

Even though they were sad your friends gave you a nice smile and nodded as you trudged to your dorm room.

On your way you managed to bump into bakugou who was standing outside of your dorm. A weird sight, indeed,but it was to be expected considering you kind of had a feeling he found you out.

"Wha-what is it?" You tried to hold back a yawn as the blonde who had his eyes closed slowly opened them. He stood in front of you blocking your way to your dorm with a serious expression.

"You've been having trouble sleeping haven't you?" His expression never changing as your eyes widened in exchange. To be honest it wasn't much of a surprise bit more on the fact he decided to confront you on it.

But of course he sounded serious and was very prospective. You decided lying to him wouldn't do you any good if he's that far into the scoop. And not to mention he had proof so what good would that do?

Sighing you nodded "yeah..." his hands were now in his pockets.

"For how long?"

"Maybe 2-3 weeks at most."

He already knew as much but to hear it's been longer than he expected was worst. Even though you never spoke he always had some sort of admiration for you. The way you talked,the way you smiled,the way you did certain things. He never knew he paid any attention to you  untill now. And it was very evident he did as he was practically,if not,the only one who manage to speak upon the matter to you. And now he was the only one who could comfort you properly as after the whole kidnapping with shigaraki he's he's having a rough time sleeping too. So he could relate in some ways.

You looked down feeling a bit embarrassed for getting called out on your obvious actions like this but nonetheless feeling better for talking it out. Bakugou, being the stubborn person he is,looked away and quietly said "wanna sleep in my dorm?"

You looked up surprised but not fully hearing what he said as he spoke low and to be sure "sorry,what was that?" His face heated up at the fact he'd have to repeat.

Louder he said "wanna sleep in my dorm,idiot?!" A soft smile,a real smile,was plastered on your face now. Having realized that what you thought he said was actually true made you feel happy. Sure you never talked before and it was a little weird for him to ask a thing when you barely talked or he's usually loud and grumpy. At least this could be a step forward?

"Yes,thank you."

After changing your clothes in your room you manage to find your way to his dorm. You knocked to be polite and after hearing a "come in!" On the other side you opened the door and closed it.

It felt almost too unreal being able to be in his room but you couldn't deny the smile plastered on your face revealing that you were happy nonetheless. Finally you'll be able to sleep,finally he'll be able to sleep as well,finally both of you would get some good rest!!

The end....

A/n-Hey,hope you enjoyed!! This was my first time doing something like this so let me know if it was good and if you have any requests!!~