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katsuki loves you. from the bottom of his heart, he does. he loves how you help so many people, even without realizing it. he loves the way you're so unbelievably contagious, cheering up your friends when they're not feeling their best selves. and he feels so fuckin' grateful that you chose him to share your existence with.

you save so many people. you tell them to take care of themselves. you listen, and lend a hand to those in need when they need it most.

but what katsuki can't stand - what he fuckin' hates seeing the most - is you refusing to lend yourself that helping hand.

you don't hesitate to take care of anyone... so why is it so hard for you to take care of yourself?

you think you hide it well; you think nobody can see that you're truly, silently suffering. but none of this is fooling him. he's too perceptive for that. he catches you one night, completely offguard while you're crying.

katsuki's quick to envelop you in the tightest of hugs. his fingers, gently thread through your hair. he shoves your face into the crook of his neck, and there's absolutely no way you can escape his embrace now. no way you can possibly hide from him. and before he speaks, with the softest voice you've ever heard, he kisses your temple, tenderly like lovers do. like they should do.

"let me help you," he says, feeling your poor body shaking in his arms. "i want to take care of you."

you haven't heard kinder words in such a long, long time, it's powerful enough to shake you out of your sobbing and leaves you ultimately frozen.

"please," he pleads. and katsuki never says 'please.' "teach me how to love you. let me save you when you can't. and don't give me that, 'i'll be fine,' bullshit."

he pulls back to look you in the eye, his forehead pressing flush to yours. nose to nose.

"don't you fuckin' get it? you're all i have," his voice, so used to commanding with confidence and barking orders, croaks underneath hidden pressure, and cracks.

"you're the most important person in my life, dumbass," his throat bobs as he swallows. "and i don't ever wanna lose you."

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you’ll get busy, no one is expecting you to be in someone’s notifications every day, but it’s nice to see familiar names from time to time.

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Onigiri Miya’s most popular delivery boy! He only works part-time though rip

— honey lemon

the first time oikawa tooru tells you he loves you is aged six. chubby cheeks are stretched out with contagious happiness as he presents you his confession with a gift, a lemon lollipop which he had snuck from under his mother’s nose as she spoke to your own.

you mirror his smile, sugar on your tongue and lips coated with artificial yellow as you return his words with no idea of what they truly meant. but, you think as oikawa beams at you, grinning impossibly wide, that maybe the warmth that filled your belly had something to do with love.

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Once Upon a Time...I hated you

Pair: Sakusa Kiyoomi x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

Content: enemies to lovers, suggestive at the end, royal au, arranged marriage, alcohol (but they didn’t drink any)  

Word Count: 3.08k

Summary: You and Kiyoomi hated each other because of the little bad luck you two put into each other.  However, now that you two are married to each other you two are stuck with each other.  One year of being married to each other wasn’t exactly as fun for anyone around you, therefore Kiyoomi’s parents do some love cupid action by putting you two locked in one room for the night.

A/n: Alright, I worked hard finishing this is in one night. This is for @ryesei​ ‘s collab “A confession based collab. I kinda like this piece actually.  I hope you guys like it too. This is a bit unedited then.

Once upon a time, in a world with kingdoms ruling land by land, a prince from a kingdom, Sakusa Kiyoomi, and a princess , l/n y/n, from another kingdom…hated each other.

Yes. Not fell in love, but hated each other.

Though…they hated each other, but then they married each other.  An arranged marriage to be exact.  However, it’s never exactly the fact that they were forced into a marriage they do not like that made them hate each other.  Their full hatred for each other was because all they brought each other is some kind of bad luck.  Your little adventurous self often leads Kiyoomi in some kind of unexpected trouble that sometimes will ruin his look, get drenched in a pond, get flour all over his face, or his paperworks get a little burnt.  Though, you always say that they are all accidents - an accident that Sakusa is always reeled into.  Those are practically the reason Sakusa avoids you.  He just wants some peace and quiet. However, you on the other hand do not like that sarcastic blunt mouth of his. It just brings unexpected trouble with trying to talk to any man you are interested in or maybe trying to say something to your parents.  His too sarcastic blunt personality just pushes men away and also brings your parents to give a whole one hour of nagging.

Being in each other’s presence, you two know you two will just bring each other some sort of ill-fate. However, here you two are…married for already one year.  It may be a good alliance for the two kingdoms, but the servants and even Kiyoomi’s parents and your parents are always in an everyday battle with you and Sakusa’s…(little) fights.  The fights aren’t really you and Sakusa arguing with each other.  Your little fights can often be labeled as…a bit childish. Sometimes, they are pranks.  There are times that there is subtle bluntness as they hide your little annoyance with each other through gritted mouthed words that make yours or his visitors uncomfortable.

It’s officially one year since you two are married. Yours and Kiyoomi’s parents had enough of it.  They’ll play matchmaker if that is the only way for the two of you to just be civil with each other.  Hence, with the help of every servant in the Sakusa castle, you and Kiyoomi ended up being stuck in one room.  

“This is all your fault!” You shouted as you leaned at the near edge by the window. Your arms crossed and eyes glaring at Kiyoomi.

“Why is this my fault? I’m also stuck here…stuck here with you,” Kiyoomi snarls back.  He is sitting at one of the couches near the fireplace.

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“ their love languages ” [ bnha ]

╰┈➤ pairing: bakugou, deku, kirishima, shouto, shinsou, sero, denki, tamaki, hawks, dabi, shigaraki, iida, mina, momo, jirou x gn!reader

╰┈➤ warnings: gn!reader, wanted to get one of these out before valentine's day! i added shigaraki for @/veenxys only. febuary's gonna be a post-heavy month because i have three more collab fics to post!

— BAKUGOU:

acts of service, physical touch. katsuki might not be very good with his words, but that does not stop him from displaying his love for you. he always makes sure to keep you away from the street when walking, keeping you safely pressed into his side and anytime you're in pain- he's there to tend to you, waiting on you without complaint. he loves taking care of you, cooking every meal he can, picking up any chores you don't like and always making sure to help with housework. katsuki is also so observant, always noticing when something's troubling you and silently making the moves to fix it. he wants to make your life as easy as possible, scoffing anytime you press a kiss and thank you to his lips. he gets so casual with physical affection the longer you're together, always throwing an arm over your shoulder and tugging you against him. he refuses to leave for work until you cup his face and litter his face with kisses. he might be stubborn, but he takes every step he possibly can to make you know how much you mean.

— MIDORIYA:

acts of service, physical touch, words of affirmation. izuku wants to be able to help everyone around him, you included. you mean so much to him and he just wants to make your life easier. he always draws you a bath when you mention that your day had been rough over the phone or asks you if you need anything when he leaves for the store. he also makes sure he takes over your least favourite chores like the dishes or taking out the trash. once he gets comfortable around you, izuku gets so touchy. he likes laying together when you watch tv at night or ensuring that your thighs touch when you sit in a booth together- little touches throughout the day. he's always been very good at communicating and so he always tries to ensure he tells you how much you mean. he wants you to feel appreciated and loved, even if it takes a while to find the words, he makes sure to say them.

— KIRISHIMA:

words of affirmation, physical touch. eijirou has never shied away from showing everyone how much you mean to him. he has hands on you everywhere you go, holding hands or an arm wrapped around your waist. loves having you wrapped up in his arms, head pressed to his chest. you can't go more than ten minutes without him kissing you. he's also not shying away from saying everything he loves about you. always there to cheer you on or just cupping your face and whispering all his love- how pretty you are, how much you improve his day, everything- to you. he doesn't leave his praise to just you though, everyone around him knows how much he loves you. he just can't shut up. he calls you once a day to tell you he loves you and you've heard from everyone in his agency knows your favourite food. bakugou's patience is running thin.

— TODOROKI:

physical touch, gift giving, quality time. shouto is touch-starved. he's never really liked people getting close to him... touching him, but he finds himself aching for you. he has his chin resting on your shoulder whenever he's sitting next to you and always leans into every kiss. his favourite part of his day is coming home and being held by you. shouto loves getting to spoil you, no excuses needed. every time he comes home from patrolling, he has a new trinket for you. sometimes they're smaller things like your favourite chocolate or sometimes it's an entire jewellery set. he buys you flowers once a week, always a different arrangement. he's also someone who's never liked draining dates- doesn't see the point. he's perfectly content in spending every free moment with you, even if it's just watching you study or curling up on your couch for a nap.

— SHINSOU:

quality time, gift giving. hitoshi really loves existing together. he's not someone who likes really high energy dates, not that he doesn't plan more complicated outings. it's just he prefers really casual date nights: coffee dates where you can spend a quiet evening pressed together doing two separate things, planning a day to drive somewhere less polluted so you can have a picnic while star-gazing. afternoon dates where you go out to eat, usually some small hole in the wall cafe he found while on a walk one time. he likes being able to put all of his attention onto you, undivided and undisturbed. he also loves to be able to touch you. he's not picky about it, but there will be numerous movie marathons spent facing each other and not the screen, legs tangled together and running hands through each others hair.

— SERO:

physical touch, quality time. hanta just really loves touching you. he's always holding your hands, the feeling of your palm against his just makes him so happy and calm. every time you're close enough and your hands are empty, he's taking it. he hugs you all the time, catching you in his arms and spinning you around. he takes every opportunity to kiss you, pressing a kiss to your cheek every morning and always kisses you on your forehead and lips before leaving. hanta also considers his time to be one of the best ways to show how he loves you. he loves anytime he gets with you, usually spent just curled up on the couch and talking lowly or doing chores together. he likes the simpleness.

— KAMINARI:

physical touch, quality time. denki has always been a very hands on person and affection's no different. he's always touching you. it's just how he's wired, how he reacts- his first instinct when he feels any emotion is to latch onto you. physical touch is his way of making the best of bad emotions and sharing his good ones with you. if he ever feels excited, you're the first person he finds so he can cling to your shoulders. he has to have you close all the time, pulling you onto his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist, hands locked with your own, anything he can get. he also relies on touch to recharge, hooking a leg over your hips and nuzzling into your neck as you card through his hair. denki values any time you get together so much, so he takes extra care in ensuring that it's exciting. he spends days, sometimes weeks, before dates planning. he loves to see you happy.

— AMAJIKI:

quality time, physical touch. tamaki has never been the most articulated person, no matter how hard he tried, and he's never been good in high social situations. he hated it for a while, not being able to give you a proper date- but quickly adapted. he likes the little inside dates: curling up on something soft to watch a movie, making dinner together a little too late at night, or just sitting shoulder to shoulder while doing two completely different things. he also likes to be subtlety touching you too, though. a hand intertwined with yours or his head resting against your shoulder, small things that help remind him that you're together. after really taxing days, he comes how and curls into you, tucked away into your neck.

— HAWKS:

physical touch, gift giving. keigo loves with everything he has, once he gets comfortable with someone he's nearly obsessive. he's incredibly clingy and while he doesn't struggle with words- he tells you just how much he loves you plenty- touch is always his fallback. he refuses to start his mornings without a hug from you, pressing you tight against him and nuzzling into your neck and takes every opportunity to steal a kiss. he spends, much to his dismay, a lot of his time away from you and a lot of that time thinking about you. anytime he sees anything, literally anything, that makes him think of you he's bringing it home. he will not be letting you run out of jewellery, always insisting on clasping it onto you. you have a whole drawer at home filled with colourful rocks and shiny trinkets he's brought back to you. he blames the weirder ones on his "bird brain" but that rock just reminded him of your eyes.

— DABI:

acts of service, physical touch. touya loves so deeply and tenderly, even when he can't voice those feelings. he tries so desperately too help you, even if he blatantly refuses doing so. you mention off handedly that you need to do the laundry and find it done the next day. you know it's him, even as he rolls his eyes, by the contented little smile on his face. he also tries his best to take care of you- even if he can barely look after himself. he tries to cook dinner or breakfast and it's not anything amazing but you can tell how much it meant to him. he's very touchy, too, always finding an excuse to be pressed against you. follows you around when you're doing chores, anytime you stop he's knocking his head into your chin until you cup his face and kiss him.

— SHIGARAKI:

physical touch, quality time. tomura is desperate for touch, something he'd been deprived of for so long- now he revels in the plentiful attention he can get from you. if you're ever sitting down, he's draped over your lap, pushing his head into your hands to urge you to card through his hair. always pushes his face into your neck, nuzzling into the tender skin, when you cuddle. guides your wrist to his chin so you tip his head and kiss him. even if he needs to constantly be touching, he does like just being able to be in the room with you.

— ASHIDO:

words of affirmation, physical touch. mina loves you and will never let a moment pass which she doesn't remind you. she showers you with compliments, escalating throughout the course of the day in an attempt to fluster you. anytime you make even the smallest change in appearance, she compliments it. she'll tell you how good your new haircut looks, how the shirt you just bought is the best colour you've ever worn, how the way you've styles yourself brings out all your best features. she's also a very touchy person, it's also how she expresses her emotions and how she greets you. anytime you enter her line of sight, she's touching you- draping herself over your shoulders, littering kisses over your cheeks, or throwing your leg over her lap.

— YAOYOROZU:

gift giving, physical touch. momo sees you and thinks that you deserve every nice thing in the world. she's so casual in her gift giving- no matter how extravagant the object. she just sees something that reminds her of you and buys it. she brings you delicate rings, slipping them onto your fingers with a soft, "they made me think of you, lovely." anything you need paid for, no matter if you tell her or not, is being paid for. you see a shirt you really love in a store window? it's yours. you have more student debt than you know what to do with? she'll cover it. you go to the same cafe every morning? she always pays. she also loves to spoil you with affection, wrapping her arms around you whenever she sees you, dotting kisses over your face. anytime you're together, she has a hand on you. she just loves you so much and will do everything in her power to show you.

— JIROU:

acts of service, quality time. kyoka gets frustrated whenever she tries to voice her feelings for you. she feels awkward and gets hot all over, then she clams up for the rest of the day. she hates that she can't just tell you how much she loves you, that you make her happy- but she'll settle with showing you. she tries to think about you as much as she can: anytime she's getting something for herself- a snack, drink, hoodie- she's bringing you back one as well. she also keeps an eye on you and your needs, the slightest shiver has her tossing a jacket over your shoulders. she really values alone time with you, too. just simply existing in the same space, pulling you into her room so you can listen to a song that she was writing, bingeing a new series she found, or testing out a new cookie recipe.

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in which: blade finds out you're injured and can't contain his anger.

warnings: gn!reader x protective!blade, fluff, mentions of blood and injuries, 'who did this to you?' trope with blade LOL, slight manhandling, did i mention that he's protective?

a/n: blade debut, omg? this sucks btw but this was inspired by this comic that i saw the other day :> it just reminded me that the 'who did this to you' trope existed and i went YES and took my own spin onto it so, i hope you enjoy!

the smell of antiseptic wafts heavily through the air, bandages sit tightly rolled beside you, and you hiss at the sting of the antibacterial ointment slathered over the open wound on your arm. 

it hurts. 

blinking the tears away and gritting your teeth to bear with the pain, you reach for the unused roll, clumsily unravelling them with shaking hands and a blurring vision.

“oi.” a raspy voice from behind catches you off guard and you turn around from where you’ve seated yourself in the corner of the medical wing, having helped yourself to a supply of ointment and bandages. 

a familiar swordsman and fellow coworker towers above you, glowering at you through the streaks of his bangs. maybe if you weren’t on the verge of fainting, you’d have the energy to fear him.

“oh, it’s just you,” you mutter, “can i help you?”

his eyes glance you up and down, as if scanning you for any indication of misadventure. feeling uneasy under the intensity of his gaze, you return to trying to rip the bandages with bare hands since you had not brought scissors or even a blade with you in your haste. 

feeling the blood from your wound drip down your arm and onto the floor beneath you, you cringe, hurrying up so you don’t make a mess. this whole patching-yourself-up-thing should have been easy, but without something sharp and half your strength evaporated after a gruesome mission, it was much harder than usual. 

the growing frustration you were feeling was not offering much aid either, and with blade practically towering over you, you try not to let your fluctuating anger overwhelm you. 

aeons, it was as if you were sent on this mission with elio praying for your downfall. you’re lucky that you managed to get out with only a scratch on your arm and a missing weapon. it’s going to be hard finding a replacement for it, but when you just looked death in the face, you can’t say you have much to complain about that a weapon was the only thing you lost. 

suddenly, two hands sneak underneath your arms to lift you up, breaking your train of thought with a tight, unforgiving grip as you’re effortlessly placed onto a hospital bed right beside you. meeting the ruby eyes of the swordsman, your breath lodges uncomfortably in your throat, and you have to rip your gaze away from him; the intensity would paralyse you otherwise. 

“where are you hurt?” he asks, sounding more like a demand than a question. 

“i can do it myself,” you grumble. blade takes the bandage out of your hands, holding back your wrist that instinctively reached out to grab it back. the glare he shoots you from the corner of his eye placates any complaint you have.

“show me.”

reluctantly, you present your injured arm. he mutters a very quick and quiet ‘stay here’ before stalking off. a faucet is turned on, water begins running from a nearby sink, and blade returns with a wet cloth. 

grabbing your wounded arm, he cleans around the area, rubbing the blood that has trickled down your arm as well. he’s scarily gentle with you, attentive to your every wince and hiss, halting momentarily every time you let a noise slip. 

he makes quick work of patching you up, flawless and effortless in his technique. makes sense, you suppose, since he is covered in these. 

you wonder how many times he’s had to do this on himself. a small part of your heart aches thinking about it.

“thank you,” you whisper when he’s done, gratitude silently swirling inside you. grabbing the bandages and cloth, you slide off onto your feet. “i’ll put these away.” 

stepping in front of you, his body intercepts your path and you’re pressed against the bed, frozen under him. there’s an indescribable look of fury in his eyes, his red eyes seeming even angrier than usual. 

“what happened?” he asks.

you have hold yourself up, suddenly weak in the knees. “just a typical mission, it’s nothing you should worry about.”

the fellow stellaron hunter does not look satisfied with your response. “what do you mean ‘nothing you should worry about’? who did this to you?” he asks, punctuating each word with a dark expression. 

“blade- please, can we not talk about this right now?” you mutter, “i’m tired and i just want to sleep.”

he narrows his eyes. “who. hurt. you?”

“why? what can you do about it now?”

“kill them.”

you scoff. “yeah, right.”

blade wedges a leg between yours, hindering your escape even further by leaning himself closer to you. “i’m serious.”

“so am i. if you’re thinking about hunting them down, then please, don’t bother. let it go.” you mutter.

“but you got hurt.” 

“i get hurt all the time.”

his brows scrunch together, a small indication of the dangerous protectiveness growing within him. you interrupt his train of thoughts, placing a brave hand on his chest; right over his heart. ‘i’m fine. you don’t need to worry about me.”

“i’m not worried,” he grumbles lowly. 

“oh. i see.”

he grabs your hand and takes it away from his chest, holding you gently. “i’m angry that you got hurt.”

you’re speechless, blinking at the swordsman who raises your hand to his lips, placing a kiss on the back of it. it feels like a promise- not that you know what said promise is, but with that look in his eyes, you know it’s not a peaceful one. 

“so why don’t you tell me the truth? who did this to you?”

the answer slips past your lips before you can help it and when the words are spilled, a creeping guilt invades you. whatever he’s planning, you know that bloodshed will follow.

“see, that wasn’t so hard.”

in a blink of an eye, blade is gone, taking the intense pressure with him. he left so quickly that you wonder if he was ever here to begin with. the lingering brush of his lips is the only indication that he was not a figment of your half-aware conscious.  

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irrational

feat. Akaashi

note: insecurity

It’s been a couple of days since anyone’s seen you. You had this habit to seemingly drop off the face of the earth and avoid everyone around you.

At the same time, you were absolutely hoping that someone took notice of your absence to check up on you. But of course no one did. You knew it too. You couldn’t just throw yourself into seclusion and expect others to know what your exact feelings were if you didn’t express them in the first place.

But in a moment where you were feeling absolutely empty, would there be any space for rationality?

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I loved that househusband AU soooooo much! Made me wish it was reality 😭. But no, tis not my reality.

You said you were open to ideas for this AU? Well what if you did an edition with remote working? S/o now is at home and the guys get so see what s/o does throughout the day (see’s s/o as a BOSS)

Oooh what about someone bashing the couple for their “untraditional” lifestyle?

you dare overstep your mortal authority ?!

sypnosis: how they’re like when someone attempts to bash the two of you because of your lifestyle. ( i dont condone to bashing and any forms of harassment. )

characters: zhongli, diluc, itto, xiao, kaeya, thoma, childe, and scaramouche

content: mafia!au, mentions of harassment (bashing), mild swearing, violence, threats, hint of torture, insults

post-script: don’t we all wish it was a reality 😔💔 how does it feel to live our dreams y/n 🎤🎤🎤🎤 on the other hand, im planning on making a separate post about the remote working s/o (bcuz theres sm to say about this) sooo stay tuned for that 😈 for now tho, lemme share the goody details on the last part hehe

the way of the househusband au masterlist

INTIMIDATES BASHERS - zhongli, diluc, itto, and xiao

ZHONGLI’s rolled up sleeves that shows his battle scars are enough for people who attempt to bash the two of you to not do anything at all, giving the ex-yakuza all the more reasons to be proud of his scars and not be ashamed to show them. though, you gotta admit, you’re surprised that it intimidated people despite the apron he always wears.

when you do encounter a basher that actually has the nerve to bash, zhongli first lets his scars intimidate the person and try to reason with them, keeping you beside him protectively in hopes of the basher not trying to harm you.

if the basher is stubborn and tries to harm the both of you regardless of your lover’s attempts, this is when rex lapis comes out in the light instead of zhongli.

you could only watch as your husband grips the basher’s shoulder in a tight manner, his eyes narrowing as the atmosphere grew tense.

“how would you feel about living in prison for a while?”

DILUC’s aloof attitude alongside his muscular form often intimidated people around him and he definitely isn’t complaining — especially since it backs off those who could attempt to hurt you because of your lifestyle with him, so the chance of getting bashed was only a 1% possibility.

however, the possibility is never a zero.

your harasser didn’t even know that your husband is the intimidating bartender that cleans glasses 24/7 because he only overheard you gushing to your friend about your lovely househusband in the bar where he drinks, so things didn’t go well with the person when your husband caught him sputtering insults and nearly punched you when you insulted him back.

customers and your friend could only watch as some asshole who didn’t know anything better get scared by diluc’s haunting glare and cowardly backed off when the red-haired man calmly ordered him to get out, causing your harasser muttering out insincere comments before taking his leave.

despite the situation being dealt with, we all know diluc would feel guilty if you ever get hurt because of him being a househusband :((

nevertheless though, his guilt that sometimes creeps in him disappears when he sees you giving such a blessing smile, telling him how you’re grateful to have a wonderful househusband like him and how you love him so much despite his past :))

ITTO honestly didn’t intend to intimidate people with his stature and muscular scar-covered body and he’s incredibly oblivious from that fact. however, you are really thankful that his intimidated appearance is enough to make bashers back off - especially since your neighbors warned you and itto about bashers that lurks around the small town.

if there was someone who somehow had the metal balls to bash you not knowing that your househusband is a literal beefy muscular man who can probably crush someone’s head with his bare hands who’s standing nearby, he’ll immediately tackle him down and make you call the police for an attempted harassment.

although your husband isn’t as… violent as most househusbands in this post, he’s the only one who does the most rational thing and call the cops, simply because he’s a literally nice guy that just follows the law now.

XIAO’s eyes are something that catches people’s attention, only for them to immediately feel scared of him because of his rest-bitch face. if looks could kill, xiao would’ve already killed millions, that’s what people will think to themselves whenever they walk pass the ex yakuza.

unfortunately, this doesn’t go the same for certain people because of xiao’s height, especially that one basher that spat out insults after insults because of your lifestyle with xiao — that is, until your husband takes one good look at the basher with a scary glare with intent to kill — and that was enough for the person to shut his mouth up and stare in fear.

you gotta admit, it was pretty hot. but scary as well. but mostly hot.

THREATENS BASHERS - kaeya and thoma

KAEYA will instantly take a hold on the person from going after you, staring at them with a cold gaze that replaced the loving look he gives to you and only you.

he may have promised that he wouldn’t hurt anyone anymore to you, but it doesn’t mean he promised that he’ll not do it verbally. all it took was for your husband to lean in on your assaulter’s ear and whisper a few words that made him shiver in fear and try to get away from kaeya.

when you asked kaeya what he said to the basher, his expression instantly comes back into a loving one, cupping your cheek with his one hand as he tells you it’s nothing for you to worry about.

THOMA will immediately put himself between you and your basher before stopping them from their attempted harassment. it was definitely strange to see your husband taking the situation so light heartedly as he treats your harasser like they’re old friends — but then the blonde haired man whispers something that made the basher look at him in confusion, giving you and thoma a chance to walk away from the incident with no injuries and worries.

so imagine your surprise when you saw your basher standing at your front door the day after the incident, muttering so much apologies as he kneels on the ground and begs for forgiveness to you. just what did thoma do to scare this poor guy?!

FIGHTS BASHERS BACK - childe, scaramouche

CHILDE will not take the basher slightly — especially if they were aiming to attack you first under his watch. seriously, were they asking for a death wish when they tried to hurt an ex-yakuza’s spouse right in front of him? childe amuses to himself, watching as the basher cowardly steps away when he sees childe bringing out a gun.

oh, you don’t have to worry about witnessing the poor bastard’s death by your husband - the gun is simply a prop that can scare off people like your assaulter, so no need to try and stop him, just watch the show and see if the man learned his lesson <<3 you wanted to ask why on earth your husband has a gun prop, but you honestly don’t wanna find out.

what’s not a prop are the two blades that childe brings out when he stands in front of the basher’s home, smiling menacingly as he goes closer and closer to the front door.

despite failing in being intimidating to others outdoors and not in his old organization anymore, SCARAMOUCHE makes it up through his violent verbal assault. he’s probably the only househusband that made you encounter a few bashers who aren’t scared of scaramouche’s appearance.

however, your lover is one of the only househusbands who won’t hesitate to go violent (verbally and physically) against someone who’d have the audacity to assault you. it didn’t matter if the incident occur in public, his major priority is you and your safety, so he’d be damned if he’d let this bastard’s disgusting behavior slide just because he has an audience.

so when a certain basher took things way too far, it simply end up with the basher feeling like an embarrassment to this world and a traumatized memory of scaramouche’s colorful words.

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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