# 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐔: 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐞 + 𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 = 𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦

[10:13]

you love it when katsuki kisses you so hard, your knees go weak and your head goes woozy. all you could think and feel and taste was katsuki and his searing presence. his deceptively sweet lips would smash into yours and capture your lips in his teeth, pulling and biting at the swollen flesh. the firm grip of his calloused hands squeezing so hard onto your hips, you knew there would be bruises in the morning. but you didn’t care. not when he sounded so pretty as you slightly tugged at the roots of his ash blond hair, and dragged your nails across his back. he wasn’t one to usually lose control of his quirk, but the slight sparks erupting from his fingertips and stinging your skin brought a fevered rush to your head and heat to your cheeks. you weren’t one to usually tease danger but katsuki was a flame you’d happily play with.

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we will never be apart

diluc ragnvindr x reader | 1.8k + words

warnings: angst/comfort, mentions of blood/injuries, no pronouns used, ahh if i'm forgetting anything else just tell me

the howling of the wind as the front doors of the winery swing open violently, followed by a thud much too loud and heavy to be footsteps, draws you from your book and has you rushing from  the master bedroom and into the dark hallway, the pages of the novel left askew on the sheets in your abrupt departure.  

frigid air from outside makes the manor even colder than it normally is this time of night and your thin short silky pajamas weren’t doing much to help keep you warm but you didn’t have time to think about how cold you might get or throw on a robe, not when your worst fears were already churning uncomfortably in your stomach. they only grew worse when you looked over the banister to see diluc on his knees at the threshold of your home. it’s too dark to make out much but there’s no mistaking the long, fiery, mane of hair that flows towards the ground in his slumped over state. 

you can’t speak or call out to him. everything feels caught in your throat and you worry if you speak you may choke on the words but adrenaline and a racing heart move your feet as quickly as they can down the grand staircase. as you get closer you see one hand keeping his body from meeting the cold hardwood and the other gripping at his side desperately. bright red bangs cover his face but you can hear how hard he’s breathing, see in the dim moonlight coming through the open door the deep breaths he fights to take with every rise and fall of his back. 

a strong gust of wind rattles the doors and quickly you close and lock them, not wasting another moment to make your way to dilucs side and reach out for him with shaking hands. you swear all you can hear is the beating of your heart in your ears as you help him sit up, bringing his arm around your shoulders and with all the strength you can muster, help him stand up while supporting most of his weight. something wet and warm begins to seep into your night dress and stain your skin beneath, the smell of copper becoming more potent the more his blood stains your clothes. 

the only thing that breaks through the sound of your panicked heart is his strained voice calling your name. the way it sounds makes the tears you didn’t know were welling up in your eyes fall down your cheeks without permission. 

“y/n.. i..” he grunts when you tighten your arm around him and begin to make your way up the stairs. he’s so heavy; barely able to walk, his heavy boots dragging against the cold hardwood with every step you take, hardly able to use his hand to help him up the railing. it’s up to you, and the strength you worry would break at any moment, to help get him up along with his stumbling steps. 

“don’t speak. save your strength.” you reply, your voice is uneasy as the hands that are holding onto him, that are dripping with his blood. but no matter how hard you cried, no matter how the anxiousness in your stomach made you nauseous along with the terrible coppery smell, you had to keep moving, had to let it bubble over without control because right now your only focus was being sure diluc was okay. he had to be. what.. what would you do without him.. if he died in your arms- 

you have to stop your racing thoughts before they consume you. almost to the bathroom. it will be okay. it has to be okay.

it’s not the first time diluc has come home injured and you had to bandage him up, you’d say by now you’ve gotten quite good at it, but it’s never been this bad, never been this scary. there was no staff here at this hour, no one to call for a healer unless you wanted to leave diluc alone to do so by yourself but you aren’t sure you could stomach to leave his side in this state. 

normally diluc would sit quietly at the edge of the tub with a stern expression, his eyes not meeting yours as you cleaned and wrapped his wounds but tonight he can barely lean against the side of the tub as he tries to take off his coat and vest. your hands stop his own, trembling fingers peeling off the dirty and stained fabric until he’s left bare chested and he’s laying against the tile flooring, head resting against a towel. this time it’s your eyes that don’t meet his, even though the ruby orbs you love can't focus on anything but your distressed visage. 

he calls your name but you don’t reply. using his teeth to tear off his glove, it comes into your peripherals, gently resting on your cheek, using his thumb to wipe away the tears that continue falling from your eyes. he hadn’t meant to worry you, hadn’t meant to use all of his strength after getting injured and stumble home only to barely make it through the door. the bloodied pajamas you wear, the shakiness of your hands and the worry in your crying eyes makes his heart ache far worse than the wound you’re attending to. he’d be okay, as long as he could ease your worry, stop your tears, he was sure of that. he’s suffered far worse but the reassuring words he speaks to try to tell you as much never seem to make it to you.

you don’t hear his voice, can barely register the hand that holds your face and wipes your tears. how could you when you can’t focus on anything but the injury at his side that slows how badly it’s bleeding as you apply pressure and a salve adelinde made for situations just like this. it wasn't meant to patch up wounds for good but as it foams against the gash it stops the bleeding and hopefully numb the pain. the crimson splotches are so bright against his porcelain skin and as the salve works its magic you continue checking the rest of him, cleaning every small cut you can find before coming back to gash on his side. 

his body flexes under your hands when he attempts to sit up, using all of the strength he has left to come closer to you, to comfort you. “wait! don’t get u-” you’re interrupted by a finger under your chin pulling your face from his toned stomach and to his soft eyes instead. normally you’d expect him to be mad that he’s hurt but tonight there’s no anger or irritation in his expression, he’s worried for you far more than he is himself.

“it’s okay y/n,” he speaks, his tone calm and reassuring. finally you hear his voice. diluc has never been very good at words of comfort but for you, if it meant your tears would dry and the smile he loves would return, he would always try. “it looks far worse than it feels. please, don’t waste your tears for my sake.” 

you bite your bottom lip, an attempt to stop yourself from crying more because you know you needed to be strong for him but it doesn’t work out the way you wish it to, if anything you’d say it's making it a little worse. your tears seem unstoppable as ever. using the back of your hand you wipe away the growing wetness on your cheek. “h- how could i not when you’re hurt?” 

his touch on your chin is beyond gentle, radiating with warmth and it only grows warmer when he caresses your jaw before the tips of his fingers brush your hair behind your ear. you can’t help but lean into it his touch, closing your eyes in hopes you could now calm down and not think about why you’re kneeling on the cold tile in the bathroom, in the middle of the night, covered in a color you normally couldn't get enough of but right now is making your whole body burn almost unbearably. 

“i’ll be alright,” dilucs words are as tender as his touch and full of sincerity. “it wasn’t my intention to worry you-.”

“but diluc-”

suddenly and softly his forehead finds solace on yours and you find, as you often do with diluc, his touch steals your breath away. the smell of his shampoo and the mint on his breath invades your senses- making you forget about the scent you couldn’t stand before. 

“i wouldn’t be dishonest with you, my love. please trust me when i say i’m alright,” his breath fans against your cheeks. strong, calloused hand finding its way even deeper into your hair with every word he speaks, until he is protectively holding the back of your head. “i will always be okay as long as you’re by my side… but i will be more careful in the future so you don’t have to worry like this again.”

“i always worry for you ‘luc,” you whisper, the last of your tears flowing down your cheeks and onto his scar ridden chest. you want so badly to wrap your arms around him and hold him against you but you don’t dare further hurt his wounds. instead your hands find his muscular arms and hope to relieve some of the stress he’s putting on his body by comforting you like this as you cling to him.

“i know,” he replies before attempting to hide a grunt of pain. your worry of hurting him makes you want to pull away when you hear the pained sound and you try to cautiously but he holds you steady against him, not letting your foreheads part. how did he have such incredible strength? “i am beyond thankful for that, and for you. i don’t know what i would do without you.”

“the feeling is the same,” you sob quietly, the tears you had just stopped starting to come back no matter how much you will them not to. “i.. i thought-”

“i have no intentions of ever leaving you y/n,” his hand in your hair tightens and the air in the bathroom grows warmer and warmer with every word of love he speaks. “i swear it. more than anything else in this life, i am yours and we will never be apart.”

“diluc.. i.. i love you so much.”

“i love you too, more than you know.”

the numbing agent slowly starts to ease dilucs pain while his words ease your own aching heart and though tears still fall from your eyes, your lips curl into a loving smile that matches his own. the bathroom is silent as you bask in each other's love while you finish bandaging him up and in the comfort of knowing things truly would be okay. 

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because throwing an apple at someone's head was a sign of professing one's love in greek myth.

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When you told yourself today was the day you confessed to Phainon, you weren't expecting it to turn out like this.

The very ripe, very red, very ready-to-be-consumed apple was not supposed to fly out of your grasp the way it did. It was not supposed to hit him on the head, silencing his laughter as he dumbfoundedly blinks at the item that broke him out of his giddy stupor. It was not supposed to land perfectly in his hands as he glances between your face and your snack, which has now decided to work against you.

You definitely were not supposed to just mutter a meek 'I like you', and you definitely were not supposed to turn on your heel and run away from him!

And why is he chasing after you? Can't he tell you need alone time to recover from the unfortunate series of events that just unfolded?

"Y/n, wait!" He calls, barely sounding out of breath. Your feet hit cement, grass, climb up and down flights of stairs, they don't stop as you dash through every bit of the Grove of Epiphany, all for the sole purpose of shaking Phainon off your tail.

However, it was your mistake for believing someone like him would be willing to give up, and his stamina outpaced yours by a landslide, so just what were you thinking? Running away like that in the spur of the moment?

"No!" You shout back. "Leave me be!"

"But I have something to say to you!"

"I'm sorry for throwing an apple at your head!"

"It's okay! I don't mind- just, stop running!"

"Maybe you should stop chasing me!"

"For Titan's sake-"

As you round a pillar that lead to a short staircase, Phainon had jumped over the ledge and landed by the time you descended the flight, and with a lunge, his hand had securely wrapped itself around your elbow. You had lost. Lost the chase, the fight, your dignity as you gaze up at him, your stomach stirring with unease at his imminent rejection.

There's an unreadable look in his eyes but you don't try deciphering it because you're certain you seem like a mess right now. Your face felt flushed, sweat stuck to your skin, and your hair was all over the place, and worst of all, Phainon was going to reject you while you were in this state.

Titans, please help. This was not what you intended at all.

"You're too fast," he huffs, chest heaving like yours. "You really know how to steal someone's breath away."

"If you're gonna let me down just get to it already."

"Let you down? You think I was chasing you all this way just to let you down?"

"Or were you going to return my apple? It was my afternoon snack-"

"What? No, it's my apple now, you gave it to me!"

"Well, I... threw it at your head-"

"-I accept your confession!" He blurts boldly.

All you can do is splutter out a pathetic 'huh???'.

Phainon is exasperated at this point, desperate to confess the feelings that's been dwelling in his chest for the entire time he's known you. When he's waited this long, he wasn't going to let the moment go, not when you're the one who took the first step, having the nerve to capture his heart and take off bolting with it.

"I like you- a lot! You're everything I've ever wanted and I've waited so long for this, Y/n, please don't make me suffer any longer."

He doesn't blink as he looks at you, as if stubborn to not miss anything about you, not a single micro-change in your expression, the way your breath hitched at his passion, the tweaks of a small smile beginning to pull at your lips.

"Just how am I making you suffer?"

"You tell me the one thing I've been waiting to hear from you and instead of letting me speak, you run away and have me chase you like a Spirithief, does your cruelty know no bounds? Fine, if you're still unsure about my feelings then-"

He takes a big bite out of the apple, the crisp crunch speaking more than it should have to as you blink at his unwavering will.

Phainon's confession settles in the silence, and the first thing you do is laugh in a way that has him almost crumbling to his knees in relief. It was an ode to something beautiful, the start of a new beginning, and as he split your apple in half and handed you the unbitten part, the dull ache on his head finally began to subside.

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SEEING YOUR EYES FOR THE FIRST TIME! feat. main three, shinsou, and kaminari. warnings: none.

QUICK EXPLANATION : basically you have a quirk that has to do with your eyes, like medusa except you can control it. though, like bakugou, when irritated you loose some control causing harm to those that look you in the eye. to prevent this you wear a blindfold at all times. now was finally a good time to show him your eyes, considering the low chance for getting irritated.

IZUKU : awestruck at the sight of your eyes, no matter if they looked extremely unique or they looked normal. he slowly reached for the nearest pen and paper with the inquiry, “uhm, not to be weird or anything… but do you mind if i draw your eyes? not for research or anything their just so… pretty.”

KATSUKI : on the outside he showed indifference, throwing around a “what the hell ’s so special bout them?” but you can tell by the look on his face he meant quite the opposite. he was quite proud to be able to see your full face in all its glory, he just doesn’t know how to say it.

SHOTO : he was quite used to people fawning over his eyes and he’d never thought he’d too do such a thing in his lifetime. when he saw your eyes he almost dropped the glass in his hand, “wow, love, your eyes are quite stunning.. may i take a picture.”

SHINSOU : paused what he was doing and stared at you in complete surprise. it ended up becoming a staring competition to which he won, quite easily. “do you not like them? i can cover—” “cover them I dare you.” he gave you a challenging look, “don’t wear this stupid thing when we’re alone, alright?”

DENKI : rushed to your side in a matter of seconds, and held your face in his hands. memorizing everything about them, in complete adoration. “woah… babe, those are your eyes?” “no, theyre my feet, jackass.” “doesn’t matter. they’re gorgeous,”

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Hi! Can I request for an Oikawa x reader where the reader is somewhat a tsundere and Oikawa is totally in love with the reader but the reader doesn't really believe him bec of his playboy ways (??) And the reader lowkey likes Oikawa too hehe please give it a very cute and fluffy ending 🙏🥺 I know its too much but id be really happy if you can make it. But you can also totally this too tho 😊 Tysm 😁😁

From the Start, It Was You -Oikawa Tooru-

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“Not a good day to forget your umbrella, hm?” 

Oikawa Tooru jumps at the sound of the sudden voice behind him as you blink in surprise, wondering just why the popular boy was on his toes as you look into the cascading rain, pulling a single earbud out of your ear. It was strange seeing people leave school the same time you did, especially when everyone was mostly at their club activities, the art club deciding to release a little earlier today. 

“Yeah. Really not a good day.” Oikawa sighs in response, wondering why you looked so familiar before realizing you were in his grade, assigned to the class next to his. “You’re still here...Y/N, is it?” 

“The famous setter actually knows my name.” You crack a grin, leaning against one of the school pillars as Oikawa notices the paint on the sleeve of your uniform, noticing the slight carelessness in how you dressed your attire, contrasting greatly with the pristine look of the other girls’ as your entire aura held a certain maturity to it that Oikawa hadn’t sensed before. 

“I tend to remember all the pretty girl’s names.” 

“Is this the part where I’m supposed to be flattered?” 

“Well do you know this famous setter’s name?” Oikawa flirts, moving to stand next to you as you scoff a little, pulling out the second earbud as your eyes don’t tear away from the falling water. 

“Oikawa Tooru. I know your friend Matsukawa, he...is very detailed when telling me about you.”

“He probably doesn’t say very good things about me, does he?” Oikawa sweatdrops, feeling his stomach drop before wondering why he cared so much about what you, a stranger, thought about him. 

“Nah, I don’t believe that. You seem like a nice enough guy, it’s not good to believe what other people say about you unless you know the person directly.” 

“Those words sound even better when they’re coming from a girl as pretty as you.” Oikawa says, surprised at how easily the words slipped off his tongue. He had genuinely meant it, feeling a little proud at your melodic laugh that rang in his ears as he found himself wanting to talk to you longer. 

Oikawa swallows, noting that your smile was absurdly pretty. The mature and developed mindset that you held up was different. Different from- 

“Oikawa-Kuuuuuuun! Thanks for waiting!” 

Oikawa flinches, suddenly wishing he hadn’t made any plans. 

You quirk a brow at the girl running out of the school, amused when a second girl follows. And then a third. 

Oikawa’s eyes snap towards you to see you already pushing off the pillar and adjusting your bag strap, offering him a side smile along with your plastic umbrella. You realized why he had been so jumpy earlier, he didn’t have an umbrella to walk these three girls home and was dreading their arrival. 

“It seems like you might need this more than me.” 

“Y/N, wait-” 

“I’m fine! I promise, just...I didn’t expect what Matsukawa said to be true.” You shrug nonchalantly, internally beating yourself up for thinking the attention he had been giving you was genuine. “I’ll see you around school.”

Oikawa’s calls fall short as you run into the rain, not looking back as Oikawa feels the familiar sling of all the girl’s clinging onto him, gushing about how much of a gentleman he was for waiting. 

But he could barely hear them, watching your figure fade into gray distance as he really really wished he hadn’t made any plans today so he could talk with you until the rain shower lifted. 

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 “Matsunnnn, just give me her number!” 

“Oi, Iwa. I know punching him is your thing, but mind if I have a go?” 

“Be my guest.” 

Oikawa sighs, staring at his unwrapped milk bread as Hanamaki arches a brow, shoveling rice into his mouth as Iwa and Matsukawa exchange glances. Matsukawa finishes off his onigiri before shrugging.

“Y/N’s cool. I don’t need you playing her for a few weeks until she gets heartbroken like all the others. You know I can’t get a date because I’m your friend?”

Oikawa didn’t know why that rainy day had such an immense effect on him, and found himself wanting to know more about you, finding the time in his day to casually stroll past the art room to catch a glance of you intensely focused on your canvas, fingers stained with color. 

“Dude. That’s called stalking.” 

“Correction, Makki, the art room is a public place.”

“...Are you dumb? That’s still stalking.” 

The brunette had stopped listening, noticing your figure in the distance walking alongside one of your friends, laughing along with her. Making a split decision, Oikawa brings himself to his feet, shuffling around in his bag before jogging up to you, managing to dodge Iwa’s swipe at his collar. 

“Y/N-chaaan!” 

You pause, eyes widening before telling your friend to go ahead without you, walking to meet the popular setter you met in the rain halfway. 

“What do you need, Oikawa-san?” 

Oikawa stills. Why were you so formal all of a sudden? 

“Your umbrella! I still have it, and I wanted to-” 

“Thanks.” You slip the plastic umbrella from his grasp before turning on your heel, frowning when Oikawa grabs your hand to stop your hasty retreat before he can stop himself. 

“I was wondering if you wanted to-?” 

“I’m not interested in being strung along.” You don’t turn back around, simply pulling your hand from his before glancing back at the handsome setter. “Girls aren’t a thing you can mess around with for a little before dumping.” 

“I...I thought you didn’t believe what other-” 

“Okay, so is it true?” You face Oikawa fully, tone challenging as you cross your arms. “Tell me it isn’t, and I’ll believe you.” 

Oikawa discovers his throat is suddenly dry. Could he tell you that it was false?

You chuckle a tad humorlessly, pulling at your paint-stained sleeve. “I have to go, there must be others you can play with, right?” 

Oikawa couldn’t understand the hurt in your tone, nor could he understand the sinking in his chest as he watched you walk off, the sight looking oddly familiar as he remembers the two strangers who stood laughing in the rain before one watched the other walk into the distance. 

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“He’s really not a bad guy, you know?” 

“Matsukawa, you can’t jump from calling him a douchey heartbreaker to not a bad guy.” 

“I have my moods, okay?” 

You laugh a little, doodling in the corner of your paper as you hum. “I’m not interested in being friends with someone like him.” 

“...so like not even as more than friends?” 

You shoot Matsukawa a pointed look as your friend simply smirks back, knowing fully well Oikawa intended to make you his next target. For the past three weeks, Oikawa had made an effort to drop by your club activities with juices for everyone, making the girls in your club swoon and Oikawa’s advances to go unanswered. He even waited for you after school, but you never knew if he was waiting for you or someone else, considering he was never able to call out to you as you brushed by him. 

“I’m not interested.” You repeat, Matsukawa pouting in his friend’s defense. “Okay?” 

Before the volleyball player can retort, you quirk a brow at the girl approaching your desk, slipping a note on the polished wood as she giggles. 

“Oikawa-kun told me to give this to you, Y/N-chan!” 

You narrow your eyes suspiciously. You didn’t know this girl, so what was with the use of the honorific? Your eyes scan the note before scoffing a little, pocketing it as the girl skips off. Matsukawa’s intruding stare makes you shrug, waving it off as you bite your lip, heart beating unintentionally fast at the words written on the paper. 

Come to the gym after school, we need to talk. 

So when you rush out of your classroom as soon as the bell rings, not realizing the paper had slipped out of your pocket, Matsukawa picks it up in the midst of calling your name before his eyes narrow. 

Oikawa’s handwriting had never looked this neat before. 

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“He’s in here!” 

You had a bad feeling. Why was this girl, obviously one of the heads of his fanclub, excited to lead you to Oikawa? There was no way...

but what if he was? 

You stare at the cracked doors, hearing the girl run off in a fit of giggles as you push the handle, beginning to push the door open when a pair of footsteps come rushing behind you. 

“DON’T-!” 

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. 

The bucket of muddy water balanced atop the door frame tipped over as you looked up, realization dawning onto you as you wonder just how you fell for such a childish trick. Your eyes shut tight, hands coming up to shield your head from the metal bucket more than the horrid liquid before the sound of footsteps comes closer. 

Oikawa put all the strength he had into his legs to lunge towards you, pulling your defensive figure into his chest tightly as the brunette ducks his head over yours, wincing when the bucket hits his back with a sharp clang. You whimper, wondering why you only felt droplets before you begin to take in the situation, feeling arms wrapped tightly around your figure. 

“O-Oikawa-Kun! Are you alright?!” 

“What are you doing here?” 

“What if we hurt his face?!”  

The brunette looks up at the scatter of girls that emerged from the shadows, cameras and phones ready to record falling loosely at their sides as his expression darkens from the usual sweet, welcoming look he usually dawned. 

“You could have seriously hurt Y/N! What the hell is wrong with all of you?!” 

You close your eyes as your heart beat begins to calm down from the chain of events, hearing whimpers and cries as the girls begin to accuse you of stealing all of their oh-so-loved one’s attention away as Oikawa audibly scoffs in disbelief. 

“I...I don’t even know what to say right now. Don’t call me or talk to me anymore, I’m cutting ties with all of you.” 

You’re still shaking in disbelief as Oikawa tugs you by the wrist out into the hall, continuing to tug you until you begin to take into account what just happened before blinking out of your daze to see the back of his school uniform drenched along with his hair. 

“Shit! U-Um, we have some first aid in the art room, and everyone’s gone home-” You begin to ramble, pulling Oikawa towards the art room nearby as he takes on an unreadable expression, allowing you to guide him before you sit him in one of the seats by the window, rushing to the supply closet afterwards. 

Oikawa watches as you hastily try to towel off his hair the best you can, worry evident in your eyes as he remains silent, soaking in just how pretty you were in the light of the now setting sun. 

“Do you mind if you take off your shirt s-so I can see where you got hit?” 

You remain uneasy as Oikawa stays silent as he begins to unbutton his school uniform, looking away as he does so before your faced with his bare back. Your hand traces gently over the growing bruise as you frown. 

“I’m gonna go get ice-!” 

An arm lashes out to grab yours before you can do so, stopping you in your tracks. 

“I’ll ice it later, this is nothing.” Oikawa’s voice is comforting as he pats the stool in front of him. “Let’s talk.” 

You relax a little, picking up the towel again to continue drying his hair as you wonder how you ended up toweling off the hottest boy in school as he sits in front of you, shirtless. You take a seat, refusing to meet his eyes from that close a proximity.

“About?” You squeak uncharacteristically as Oikawa smiles a little before catching the wrist that was toweling off his hair, laying his forehead down on your shoulder as you yelp. 

“I’m so glad I made it on time.” 

“You’re making it sound like I got shot.” You joke, attempting to push him off before Oikawa lifts his head, brown eyes dead serious as you find yourself, for once, at a loss for words. 

“What happened to you is my fault.” He sighs, playing with your fingers in his own as you feel the wall you built up against him begin to crumble. You feel heat where his fingers trace your cheek gently, almost as if you were the most fragile thing on earth, ready to break or run away at any moment. 

“Yeah. It is.” You laugh breathily, beginning to get up again. “I’m gonna go find that ice-” 

“Y/N.” 

You bite your lip as Oikawa stands, pulling your back into his bare chest. 

“What will it take for you to believe me?” 

“B-Believe what?” 

“Don’t play dumb Y/N, not when you’re so smart.” Oikawa’s breaths tickle your ear as your heart beats loudly against your ribcage, feeling his own heart beat against your back. 

“You’re the one that I want. I’ve never wanted someone so badly before...I don’t even think I’ve ever loved someone before...” 

You tremble, anticipating what he was gonna say next. 

“But then you came into the picture, and I haven’t been able to look away since.”

You relax, feeling as if a huge weight was lifted off your chest before turning, pulling Oikawa down into a fierce kiss which he readily responded to hungrily as all doubt in your mind seems to dissapear with your shared actions. 

“You drive me absolutely crazy, Y/N L/N.” Oikawa smiles as you catch your breath after pulling away, hands tightening around your waist. “So do me a favor?” 

“Are you really in a position to be asking me for favors?” You quirk a brow as Oikawa grins at your sassy reply, feeling as if all the work to win you was worth it. 

“Just one.” Oikawa cups the side of your face, brown eyes examining yours as if he was reading into the depths of them. 

“Don’t fade into the distance anymore away from me, okay?” 

“Tired of the chase?” You tease before Oikawa closes the distance between the two of you a second time, rolling his eyes at your sarcasm with a smile. 

“Very. Allow me to lock you down as mine, Y/N.” 

“Gotta catch me first, don’t get so cheeky.”

And so, the two lovers that had turned from strangers laughed in the middle of the empty classroom as the sun continued to set, an unbuttoned shirt laying side by side with a damp towel as Oikawa Tooru finds his chest filled with an emotion that he had once been blindly searching for, not realizing that the girl who held the key to that emotion-

had been assigned to the class just next to his, paint stained on her sleeves and uniform tucked out of her skirt. 

may i request a spiderman!kazuha ?? like imagine him knocking on your window to steal u from ur bedroom oh my god.

SPIDERMAN KISSES. kaedehara kazuha

dating the crime fighting hero himself.

ft. kaedehara kazuha x genderneutral reader.

warnings : fluff, slight hurt/comfort, mentions of blood and bruises (not in detail), mentions of falling.

sticky note : SPIDERMAN KAZUHA I HOPE I DID HIM JUSTICE !!! cr to @kazewhara for the "i won't let you fall" part :] also warning this is extremely long,,, uve been warned !!

genshin impact taglist : @irethepotato @cxlrose @avienrose @sohyuki @tb3ih @rqkuya @datu-tadhana @dyedmomijis @dvlfyo @lynnforever @solaxena

pre-relationship.

you're kazuha's first everything. first friend, first crush, first heartbreak, everything. the first time he met you, you'd asked about what he was writing.

he was the new kid, quiet at the back of class, constantly dozing off or looking out the window.

so when you approached him first, he was honestly really surprised, and when you'd asked about his poetry and listened to his rambling, it honestly made his entire month :((

ever since you then, you've been attached by the hip. even at school, he's always been with you, whispering jokes in the middle of class and laughing as you attempt to hide from the teacher.

when he isn't at home, he's almost always at your house, at this point it's a second home to him.

he's practically your un-official roommate at this point. kazuha has to constantly move apartments, and jobs, so the only stability he has is you.

i think kazuha would be the first one to fall between the two of you. at first it's just a small crush, hopeless pining since the two of you were kids.

except everytime he makes an attempt to tell you, or even hint at it, it goes over your head.

you're so oblivious it PAINS him. you're literally cuddling in your bed and you STILL go "we're best friends!"

so for most of your friendship, he's quietly pining, having to stand by as you go on dates, as people ask you out, as you get into relationships! he supports you, even if it's not with him.

when kazuha first gets bitten, his first instinct is to call you and tell you everything. it's like the moment he gets home, he's already dialing your number to tell you about what a day he's had.

you're his best friend, he tells you literally everything. which is why it pains him so much having to keep his identity a secret.

it doesn't help that he SUCKS at keeping secrets. every time he lies, you always, ALWAYS know, it's honestly scary.

kazuha doesn't even know how he managed to keep it under wraps this whole time.

he hates lying to you. it puts a pit in his stomach whenever he does it, but he has to.

eventually, he just starts plain avoiding you because he's sure he wouldn't be able to look you in the eye without spilling everything.

he doesn't sit next to you at school, bee-lining straight to the restroom or to an empty classroom everytime you try to approach him.

he doesn't even reply to your texts anymore, despite you literally BRIBING him.

you: ill buy u,, lunch ,, for the month,, pls reply :(

you: did i do anything wrong? you need to tell me, kazuha.

not talking to you was the hardest thing he's had to do in his LIFE. kazuha has to constantly assure himself that you'll be better off without him, or that he's doing the right thing by protecting you.

i think the breaking point for him would be after one of his first, real battles, he's bruised and sure he has a bleeding nose, but the only thing he can think of is seeing you.

it's 2 am and before he can stop himself, he's already at your bedroom window, watching you work at your desk.

honestly, he wasn't even planning on knocking, kazuha just wanted to look at you for a moment before he had to go home.

but when you looked back at him, he JUMPED out of his skin, nearly falling off your fire escape.

your first instinct was to laugh, but it eventually grew into concern when he didn't reply, you opened your window to peer outside

at that point, kazuha's too deep in to just leave now, so when you offer him a hand, he takes in.

the second he's inside your room, he practically collapses into you. kazuha buries his face into your neck because oh my god he's in your room again and you're hugging him, he forgets he hasn't removed his mask.

"i love you, i love you so much [name.]"

"uhm—spiderman? im? flattered, but im already interested in someone??"

at first he's dejected, mumbling apologies for waking you up and bothering you, crying into the crook of your neck until it finally clicks.

spiderman?

OH SPIDERMAN!

"wait nono—not as spiderman! i meant—agh."

kazuha takes off his mask quickly, then panicks when he realizes what he just did and tried to put in back on and—

you'll have to hold him by his wrists to get him to calm down and not jump out your window.

"where were you?—i mean it wasn't my business but you just stopped talking to me and i was so worried?? and you're spiderman?? i thought maybe i said something?? or you'd gotten hurt and i didn't get to say i love you and—"

kazuha's barely listening when you make him sit down on your bed, gazing up at you with a sheepish smile as you scold him, bandaging his wounds.

when you're finally done with your rant, he's just staring at you. not even trying to hide it, just flat out staring with an unconscious smile on his face.

"you didn't get to say i love you?"

"what."

kazuha laughs, and you don't know how much you missed his laugh until you've heard it again.

he gets up, kissing your cheek before resting his chin on your shoulder, breathing a sigh of relief for the first time in a while.

"i love you. i love you, i love you—i love you so much."

he whispers, and you wouldn't have heard it if he wasn't so close to you ear, he said it under his breath, like you were the only person he'd ever want to tell.

during the relationship.

MY GOD HE'S SO ANNOYING

ever since you said you loved him back he's been quietly teasing you for it, as if he didn't confess first.

he's at your apartment more often that he is at his ACTUAL house that you're convinced he's a hermit.

kazuha is either home wayy before you are, or home really late at night.

you'd come home and he's already asleep in your bed, or writing at your desk and he's just ",,, welcome home :D ,, haha,," while you sigh.

or sometimes you come in and he's literally bleeding to death on your windowsill and his only excuse is "i didn't want to get blood on ur bed :("

he calls you his personal nurse whenever you patch him up, mumbling about his day or asking about yours.

i think despite everything, kazuha really doesn't know how he got someone like you.

sometimes, really late at night, he whispers poems and phrases that remind him of you, because despite everything, kazuha doesn't want to cry in front of you.

maybe sometimes he'll slip up and let a few tears shed, but he quickly wipes them and tries to change the topic or simply leave whenever it happens.

you'll have to assure him that he's safe with you, and you wouldn't think for him any differently.

pls do he'll cry but it's actually happy tears

everytime he knocks on your window, he's always EXTREMELY tired, hugging you and dragging you into bed, knocking out as soon as he's sure you're comfortable.

kazuha's always guilty that he has so much to juggle that he tries his best to give you little gifts or notes whenever he can so that you don't miss him when he's gone.

things like sticky notes on your laptop and notebooks, or love letters in between the pages of your textbook, or small bouquets of flowers with handwritten cards attached to them.

he signs them with a spider and a leaf and thinks he's being SOO sneaky acting like he's surprised you got any.

"kazuha, thank you for the flowers earlier."

"flowers???? :O !! ppffftt i didn't get you flowers,,,, you have a secret admirer!!"

but really the only secret admirer is him, constantly staring at you in class and stealing kisses in the hallways

after school kazuha likes taking you on small dates, things like study dates or simply just falling asleep together are his favorites.

sometimes he gets really jittery when he's in one place for too long, but he also hates leaving you so sometimes he lets you come with him to swing around the city!

it's something about feeling like you're flying, one with the wind. (hehe)

he's laughing the entire time as you clutch onto him. planting kisses on the top of your head when he can.

"we haven't even started yet—are you sure?"

has the biggest smile on his face when you agree, even if you can't see it from behind the mask. he's super giggly, partly because of his nerves and because he gets to show you something he enjoys.

although he teases you alot during, he's really attentive. constantly checking if you're okay or if he should stop on some person's roof for a breather.

he can't tell if you're screaming out of pure terror or because of the adrenaline, but he's sure to tighten his grip on your waist anyway.

"KAZU—spiderman if you drop me ill haunt you!! so bad!! >:(!!"

i swear you nearly screamed his full name to the entire city

"don't worry! i won't let you fall— ill always be there to catch you."

he giggles and his breath is hot against your skin, kazuha wants to tease you, but with the grip you have around his neck he can't bring himself to.

instead he just enjoys having you so close to him.

"open your eyes! it's beautiful here."

he whispers but honestly wouldn't hold it against you if your eyes stayed shut the entire time.

when you both finally get down, he gets super surprised if you ask to go again, the adrenaline making you bounce around the room.

you both end up going a few more times before he finally puts a stop to it, saying he's too sleepy to go back and you both have school in the morning.

also!! also also spiderman kisses!!! are his favorite!!

kazuha likes surprising you when he's about to leave for patrol by just randomly popping upside-down in front of you and letting you take his mask off

sometimes, he gets too embarrassed to ask for it, or he likes teasing you, but instead of asking or leaning in he just taps his lip until you get the idea.

but tell him he looks stupid upside down and he'll get grumpy and initiate it himself.

overall, spiderman! kazuha,, sigh,, what a guy ‹3,,,

I love the vibe Zhongli gives off

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