#brain hurty...

[stellar-haikyuu]

guardian angel ☆ sawamura daichi x reader

synopsis: you think the new security guard at your apartment is good at his job—maybe a little too good. his protectiveness soon extends beyond the lobby, slipping into your daily life. details: fluff | strangers to lovers | ~970 words | gn! reader | timeskip! daichi | this is inspired by my dormitory security guard (she's so sweet i love her <3)

Your daily work routine was starting to suck the energy out of you—nobody wants to deal with nosy coworkers and an overly passionate boss. As much as you tried to enjoy the small things each day, you were tired of trying and reaching. You wanted something to look forward to.

Unexpectedly, you get your wish; you meet Sawamura Daichi, your apartment building’s new security guard. 

At 7 AM, you’re surprised by the new face in the lobby as you note your time-out in the security logbook. His bright smile, deep voice, and broad features immediately catch your attention—a stark contrast to the other personnel you’ve met in all your years staying at this building.

You find yourself wanting to stay longer and chat with him, but alas, you have a schedule to catch up to. However, it means that you walk to work with a grin on your face, without a dreadful thought crossing your mind.

And soon enough, even your officemates notice the spring in your step. They always ask you who’s got you in an extra good mood. With every passing day, you find it harder to come up with a lame excuse.

Your motivation doesn’t go unnoticed, either. Your superiors think you’ve finally gotten out of your funk, but truthfully? You just try to avoid overtime so you can get home as soon as possible...to see a certain someone, of course.

You often catch Sawamura-san when he’s about to end his shift at 6 PM. He initiates small talk with you as you fill out the logbook to time-in, and you write even slower on purpose each time.

Hell, at some point, you give up the act. You stand there in front of the main desk as you talk, not caring if the other staff and residents stare at you as they pass by. It doesn’t matter, because it means you return to your room each day with butterflies in your stomach.

Both of you are so used to this routine that when you get sick for a few days, it’s immediately obvious that something is wrong.

A fever, cough, and colds get you out of nowhere, knocking you out for about three days now. Luckily, you’ve had some medicine to spare—you’re not one to get sick that easily. 

However, you groan as you realize you may need to buy more at the pharmacy across the street. Not to mention, your food stock is starting to run out; you were supposed to do your grocery run this weekend.

Just as you’re trying to gather your strength, someone knocks at your door. You jump in surprise, as no one ever really comes to visit. 

You open the door to see Sawamura-san, who has just gotten off his shift. When he asks if you’re okay, you almost tear up at the concern in his voice. You only realize how tense he was after he visibly relaxes and sighs in relief after you tell him nothing bad has happened. 

He immediately asks what he can do for you, and while you try to refuse at first, his insistence eventually wins. He runs to the convenience store and pharmacy without question, making sure to list down every single thing you need.

Sawamura-san is a godsend, you think, when he returns in half an hour with the plastic bags. He even offers to make you dinner, as well as something you can reheat for breakfast and lunch the next day.

And that’s when you tell him to call you by your first name—no formalities and honorifics. In return, he tells you to call him Daichi.

Your heart flutters for the rest of the day, and you think that maybe, it wouldn’t hurt to make a move.

In the following weeks, you give him your affection. You always buy an extra snack at the vending machine for him. You create a playlist of songs that he can listen to. Eventually, you invite him to eat dinner together after his shift ends on Friday.

He playfully asks if it’s a date, but when you say yes, you see a new side of Daichi—a flustered mess. He literally forgets to reply for a moment before agreeing. Cute.

Gradually, you both seek each other’s company outside of work. Sometimes, when he’s too exhausted to go home, you let him crash on your couch. You make meals together and tell each other stories about your lives at the dining table.

It’s only a matter of time before Daichi confesses that he really, really likes you. And for the first time since he was a kid, he gets a goodnight kiss—from you.

Things fall into place naturally after that. But a few months later, Daichi is swapped to the night shift for a change. He’s content knowing that you’re safe in your room while he’s on duty, but he’s a little bummed about not being able to stay with you at night.

So, on his first day, you go down to the apartment lobby to keep him company. Sometimes, you bring him dinner and snacks, choosing to share your meals with him. 

On nights you have trouble falling asleep, he has you on video call, rambling about his day until he finally hears you snoring. You rest easy, knowing that Daichi is watching over you. 

It's no surprise that he takes great delight in knowing that his contact name on your phone is “guardian angel.”

masterlist

[willowser]

i love the idea of there being this big huge secrecy regarding you and bakugou's relationship for years, like it's not something he ever officially confirms or denies. the few times you've been spotted out in public aren't intimate enough to prove anything, and every single time he's asked about you, he's either walked away from the question or demanded a new one (in those forced interviews he begrudgingly gives in to).

he's so incredibly private about his personal life and he wants to keep it separate from his career, works very hard to, though it does nothing to quell the prying—especially after pictures surface of you out and about, obviously pregnant.

nobody says anything, not even his friends (and the media tries them, too), and despite continuous efforts, mum's the word. you'd never know, if not for the here-and-there articles that come out speculating about his family, his private life.

but the internet goes absolutely berserk after he agrees to some magazine spread—a men's health issue, about workouts and how many meals he's eating a day and how it all affects his quirk—and this comes out:

what's one cheat food you just can't seem to avoid?

the pro-hero has to think for a moment, because he doesn't look like the type of guy that even knows the meaning of 'cheat food': "these little cinnamon cookies my son eats," he says casually, with a shake of his head. "i'm always sharing that **** with him."

[mondaijo]

taxian-jun and his concubine for Ranwan Calendar (on twt/ig) 🎀

[kuromoriina]

Me when I forget me

You’d think by now I’d treat my body different but I always get so confused when I overdo it and act like I’ve never had any issues in my life LOL

[scramratz]

maybe weird/random question, but do you get migraines? you seem like a fellow migraine haver

I have a migraine right now. How tf did you know

[fedexgenshin]

Projecting my headache onto Buddy cause I can't draw more Stargoth in this condition

[arthur-lesters-spinal-cord]

@malevoversary day 4 Prompt: Faith, Noel, The Butcher

Todays prompt was just built for being tripwire

[starboodoesstuff]

They could never make me hate you autistic coded scientist character who got so invested in/affected by their work that they become distant from everyone and everyone thinks they're crazy but they're just a sweetheart with trauma

[thefreshprinceofjunes]

on the lighter side of things, here is some footage of sora and riku doing mission mode together i managed to capture (thanks to melonmix and this tutorial)

i used the left stick on a controller to move riku, and the right to move sora

at the beginning of areas theyd start out going in the same direction, but after a while sora would get lost bc of the way the camera works (i think), and id have to reset it with both of looking the same way to get him back on track LOL

in an attempt to avoid friendly fire, i also mapped attack for riku and jump for sora to the same button— meaning when i attacked as riku, sora jumped, and vice versa

it was... somewhat effective?

[grif-hawaiian-rolls]

Tucker: why do the reds get Locus, green armor should be on blue team

Donut: It’s about the complimentary colors, Tucker! Like yellow armor on Blue team, green armor on Red team!

Doc: uh, technically I think yellow is complimentary to purple, and orange is complimentary to blue

Donut: Huh? Oh. Darn you might be right about that one, Doc

Tucker: Hah!

Donut: that means you’ll have to trade red team Wash for Grif then, Tucker

Tucker:

Tucker: you know what, you assholes can keep Locus i don’t even want him on blue team

-

Grif: hey man you good? You look like you sensed a disturbance in the force or some shit

Locus: I’m fine. Just an uncanny feeling something frustrating happened

Simmons: what like an actual disturbance in the force

Locus: I did not say that

Grif: no but you thought it

Locus: >:[

-

Carolina: Wash? You good??

Wash: yeah I just had the weirdest feeling Tucker is doing something stupid

Carolina: ?

Wash: yeah you’d think I’d be used to it

[2aceofspades]

I'm never making an animatic again

[padawansuggest]

Obi-Wan: *hangover drunk but not blackout drunk in an elevator* Hey, did you know I can do a standing split?

Cody: *has tapped that before, has had 15 cups of caff and is vibrating into a new reality* Haven’t seen it but I assumed.

Rex: People ask why I don’t wanna go to the bar with you two.

Anakin: *filming Obi-Wan trying to crawl the wall like an exorcist scene* We’ve been stuck in this elevator since the last gymnastics you did, Obi-Wan, maybe stick to the floor?

Obi-Wan: Okay. Cody get on the floor with me.

Cody: Why??

Obi-Wan: I don’t wanna float away.

Cody: Noah Fence. But if I sit down right now I might implode.

Rex: I’m so embarrassed to know them. I would actually rather die than be rescued from the same elevator with these two.

Anakin: *holds up his saber* I mean, at this point it might be worth Padme paying for the damages-

Obi-Wan: *starting to cry cause Cody won’t cuddle*

Cody: *humming at an alarming volume In overstimulation*

Rex: I don’t even care anymore, get us out of here so I can bleach my brain. Now.

Anakin: On it, boss!

[willowser]

i am feeling a soft angsty bakugou tonight

[hello-eeveev]

This post and everyone’s tags on it have made me want to outline and/or write a fic where bells hells learn that the ‘dirt wizard’ from the malleus key and handsome fugitive wizard that’s escorting them to Aeor are in a relationship. Another outsider POV “wait, the wizards are dating?!?” fic, a la oh, by the way.

However, this has led me down a deep rabbit hole of figuring out exactly what the bells hells know about Caleb and what they know about Essek and what bits of information will connect once they realize that they know the guy Essek was gushing about. Which is really difficult! Because I’ve been making these connections since they were mere suggestions! I have all this context that lets me know that the Widogast that sent an archivist from the cobalt soul is the old friend that lead Astrid to cooperate with the interrogation, who is the same person that Essek said he was going to talk to before bed!! Did the Bells Hells even have the mental bandwidth to remember the singular comment that Seth was “sent by Widogast”?

Anyways, my brain is flooded with information and I’m 95% sure Allura knows Essek and has talked dunamancy with him now.

[topazshadowwolf]

Time has passed, and the gang has healed. The keywords are "Tuna," "Pink," "Clothing," and more, which you will learn soon enough.

[en-chi-la-da]

I love the way you draw Yuma and Makoto sm!! They're just lil guys [with 0 morraly dubious actions to their names]

yeah! they're just two little dudes!!! there's nothing suspicious going on with them OR their names at all!! :) look at them!