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you both are lying in bed, fingers tracing each other’s skin, hands exploring each other’s body (not in a sexual way). His hands trace your shoulder, your stomach, your waist, your hips, your thighs, your any and every stretch mark. ‘see this baby ? this is mine. you’re mine. and you’re beautiful. everything about you is beautiful. don’t forget. and your personality ? you’re like an angel. you deserve the entire world’, he whispers with softened eyes. he’s now planting soft and slow kisses trailing from your shoulders to your thighs. appreciating you and everything about you. each kiss having a deeper meaning then the last. each kiss having a different and higher level of affection.

SAKUSA KIYOOMI, IWAIZUMI HAJIME, KITA SHINSUKE, MIYA OSAMU, KUROO TETSUROU, Suna Rintarou, Tooru Oikawa, Matsukawa Issei, Akaashi Keiji

Squarey boy 💙💙💙

cw: fluff with minimal angst, reader and tsumu had an argument, msby4 is there, food mentions, probably bad writing like i just wrote this but i can't remember what i actually wrote which is a little alarming..., unedited and not proofread :,)

<bokuto3: hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: WHY DOES BOKKUN HAVE YOUR CONTACT AS '<y/n3'?????? OUTRAGEOUS.

<bokuto3: anyways hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: i miss u :( pls unblock me asap i'm sorry baby please i really am

<bokuto3: please don't be mad at me i thikn i'm lodsing my mind

<bokuto3: call me back. or text me back. unbloc k my email too thanx

<bokuto3: okay bye i luv u to the moon and back

<bokuto3: i'd do anything for u baby pls jyst talk to me again and i'd even swallow hot coals if you asked pls pls pls

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

you: give bokuto his phone back. get back to practice. bye.

<bokuto3: LOVE OF MY LIFE

<bokuto3: NO Y/N PLEASE I MISS YOU SO MUCH DON'T GO

you pocket your phone with a sigh, ignoring the way it continually buzzes with with messages and spam texts, probably just of atsumu professing his undying love for you and grovelling. pretty standard of him after an argument so intense that you had to walk out on before things escalated to places you would regret.

you can't deny that you miss him too, and it's been less than 24 hours since you saw him last.

in fact, you literally saw him this morning when sending him off to practice with a grumbled 'have a good practice' after he kissed over your forehead with a lightness rivalling a feather. a gentleness typically unseen from him.

really, the blond setter was just terrified of irritating you further.

then when you got up half an hour later, you're not pleased to see how atsumu was spamming you with messages, all conveying the messages he was scared of saying earlier. things like 'i love you', 'can't wait to go home to you', or 'did you see the photo of osamu's cat i sent'.

it's sweet, really; he is, but when you're still a little hurt from the harsh exchange you had last night, you didn't want him blowing up your phone this early in the morning.

so your only solution for a peaceful morning was to block him apparently.

something that clearly did not sit well with him because he then started spamming your socials and your emails with protests. did he not have practice to get to? where was all this time coming from?

you blocked him on those platforms too from the goodness of your heart because you had a feeling that he was skipping warmup in order to text you. if he pulled a muscle during practice, you don't want to begin imagining what a pain he'd be to look after.

glancing around the park you were currently strolling through to clear your mind, you only get a second to breathe when your phone starts buzzing again. this time, with a call notification from bokuto.

picking up, you immediately assume that it's atsumu who is bothering you after suffering the blows of how hard you've been ghosting him.

"atsumu for the love of-"

you're cut off of your own sentence when you hear somewhat muffled voices in the background.

"damn you messed up big time!" comes hinata's bubbly voice. you can indistinctly hear someone agreeing in the background- bokuto?

"stop rubbing it in!" atsumu exclaims, whining. you can picture him in your head right now, slouching against the wall as he deflates with each reminder of his mistake.

bokuto must have pocket-dialed you. you're about to hang up until you hear:

"how about you stop being miserable? your relationship with y/n will be fine as long as you apologise, this isn't the end of the world," lectures sakusa.

"for you maybe! ah already feel like y/n's slipping away from my grasp," cries your boyfriend. "and y/n is my world. so really, it does feel like the end of the world."

"you know what they say. love kills," mutters bokuto.

"literally no one has ever said that," sakusa deadpans.

"someone's probably said it."

"well if love does kill can it hurry up with atsumu?"

the dark-haired's simple statement makes you laugh, one that bursts suddenly before you have to cover your mouth from shame, hoping that it didn't disturb anyone.

"hey!" atsumu huffs before you can hear him groan dramatically again. except something's telling you that this isn't for show. "can't ya show a little sympathy to the guy who is having the worst time of his life? my partner doesn't even want to talk to me! i might as well rot right here and now."

"don't do that!" protests bokuto. "i'm sure y/n isn't as mad as you think. just talk to-"

"-what do you think i've been doing this whole time? i've been grovelling-"

"-no, you've been a bitch. i don't think telling y/n to 'text you back' counts as a proper apology."

the setter 'hmphs' and you can imagine the way he's crossing his arms. atsumu never did lose that immature side of him, but he tries, and you adore him for it. "is proclaiming my love not enough?"

"you can say 'i love you' to everyone, idiot, and you can confess your undying adoration for y/n any time. you do it on a regular basis anyways, atsumu, you don't need to double down on it just because you had an argument-"

"-but i'm scared that y/n will forget!"

the blond's outburst stuns everyone into silence. you hear a sniffle.

"what if i'm not worth the time? sometimes i get really scared that y/n might pack up and leave me because there's someone better out there. someone more patient and less of a hassle?"

it's so painfully silent, but each word that atsumu mutters is like a knife to your heart. how long has he felt this way?

hinata is the first to break the awkwardness. "c'mon man, you're literally high school sweethearts. i don't think you have anything to worry about."

"yeah, you're being silly right now, tsum-tsum!" bokuto agrees. "after all this time together, i think y/n has a reason to stay with you!"

"apart from my dashing good looks?"

"stupidity is temporary. get better soon," sakusa grumbles.

"omi-omi you're so mean!"

you hang up the call when you hear atsumu's chirpy tone again, unable to stop a smile from appearing on your own face. so long as he was happy, you were too.

that's what happens when you're soulmates, you suppose.

it's the same soulmate bond responsible for the fact that you were currently waiting outside the gym where msby practices were held, impatiently leaning against a small pole as you pass time on your phone.

then, just as you look up to check if anyone has left the building, your heart stops at the sight of a familiar faux-blond, animatedly chatting to one of his teammates. but when he meets your gaze, it takes him less than a fraction of a second to charge towards you.

instead of bracing for impact, you open your arms for him to tackle into, an offer he takes immediately.

as you both stumble backwards from the momentum, atsumu revels in your laughter and cherishes the feeling he gets knowing that everything is okay between you two. you chose to greet him after practice, you chose to go the somewhat inconvenient route all the way to his gym, you chose him and he hopes you never consider another option again.

and you won't. atsumu loves too hard and too well, warming you from the inside out to defrost any pain the coldness of life might leave you with. although he sometimes gets insecure about this overbearing trait of his, you get to show him each time just how beautiful it is; to wear your heart on your sleeve and love the world for what it is.

to love you for who you are.

"i'm sorry," he begins. "for what ah said last night, i was a real dick."

you smile. "well if you're really sorry, you'd let me take you out for some food, right?"

"only if it's your favourite."

"okay, sap. let's go then."

you think you hear atsumu whisper a 'thank you for letting me love you' before pulling him away.

sleeping on their shoulder ft hq boys

when they feel your head land on their shoulder they smile so brightly, stomach soaring with butterflies, and hands reaching out to pull you closer against him with a content sigh.

— ATSUMU, sugawara, HINATA, bokuto, oikawa, TANAKA, YAMAGUCHI, KUROO, yaku, LEV

acts cool and calm on the outside, is freaking out on the inside. he freezes in place when your head meets his shoulder, thinking about all the countless things he could do and the countless ways they could all go wrong. eventually settles for petting your head and setting his head gently on top of yours.

— KAGEYAMA, osamu, aran, KENMA, iwaizumi, suna, tsukishima, ASAHI

he smiles softly to himself, grateful that his presence allows you the comfort to fall asleep on him. he swiftly takes his jacket off and places it over you with a tender kiss on the crown of your head.

— AKAASHI, KITA, daichi, sakusa

“who did this to you?”

↳ he finds you injured / “who did this to you?” trope - [diluc, kaeya, wriothesley x gn!reader]

tags: injuries + mentions of blood/reader gets hurt. swearing. threats to kill people lol.

notes: wooo first genshin post.. i need to catch up on this game

diluc ━━━

the way adelinde stood outside of the winery, hands playing nervous with each other and shifting her weight, told diluc that something was wrong. his brows were pinned as he approached her.

“everything alright?” he asked, trying to keep his voice even and calm but there was a hint of worry underneath. something was wrong. something was definitely wrong.

adelinde cleared her throat before speaking, “y/n arrived about half an-”

diluc didn’t need to hear the rest. he moved past her and into the house, calling your name as he moved up the stairs, taking the steps two at a time. he was already rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt; what exactly was wrong he didn't know, but he was more than willing to get his hands dirty.

he knocked on the door to your shared room only once before clicking the door open. there was a nurse next to the bed, but she wasn’t tending to you at the moment. she looked a little startled as he entered, but he paid her no mind.

he was kneeling at your bedside in a second. the nurse had taken a few steps back to give him space. he held your hand in his, his lips pressed against your knuckles.

“are you okay? what happened?” he asked, a little breathless, his eyes moving over you. there was a bandage wrapped around your abdomen, but he didn’t see any other injuries.

you nod and swallow dryly. “yeah… yeah ‘m alright.”

"bullshit." he mutters under his breath, eyes wandering over the wound. he wants to get a better look at it, but he knows the bandaging is fresh and he doesn't want to disturb it.

"i'll be fine, diluc... honest."

"who did this?" he asks, his voice suddenly a lot lower than before.

"...what?"

it almost startles you, the way small, almost unnoticeable flames flicker along the skin of diluc's forearms. his voice is calm, but strained, when he speaks, "who?"

"it was just some treasure hoarders, i'm-"

"where?"

"they're dealt with, diluc."

he stares at you for another few moments, eyes watching your face as if searching for some sort of sign that you were being dishonest. finally, he shuts his eyes, takes a deep breath, and opens them again. this time, when he speaks, his voice is much softer and caring than before.

"do you need anything?"

"i'm okay. some water, maybe?"

"of course," he hums, moving to press a kiss against your forehead. "just get some rest."

kaeya ━━━

you were supposed to be back an hour ago.

and yet, you weren't back.

he hates that he's pacing, hates that he feels so helpless. he should go find you. he should tell jean he's leaving, that he's not going to work for the rest of the day, that he's going to the outskirts of mondstadt to-

"kaeya!"

his head snaps up, his gaze falling to you. you were limping, why were- oh. there is a gash across your hip, bloody and staining your pants almost black, fading into red at the edges.

he's at your side as quickly as he can be. he's holding your shoulders, a silent plea not to move, not to put weight against the wound.

"shit- what happened? who did this to you?"

you swallow thickly, panting slightly. "just- i ran in to some people-"

"what kind of 'people'?"

"people that got taken care of, kaeya. i promise."

he stares at you for another few moment, a muscle ticking in his jaw. then he nods and moves to your injured side. he grabs your arm to drape it over his shoulders and around his neck, his other arm wrapping around you and pulling you into him.

"we're getting you inside, and safe, and then i'm going to make sure every last one is properly dealt with."

you shake your head at him, but don't say anything. you're grateful for the support on your leg and you weren't about to complain. slowly, he helps you hobble back to the city and slowly deposits you into an infirmary bed.

a nurse ushers kaeya away, and he spends the next twenty minutes pacing outside of the building, his arms crossed. finally, the door opens, and the same nurse sticks their head out of the door, "kaeya? you can come in."

he moves back into the building, maneuvering around people and equipment to kneel at your bedside.

"hey..." he says softly. his hand comes up to your face, back of his hand running affectionately across your cheek. "you feeling alright?"

you give him a small smile. "i'm fine."

"you are," he affirms. "but i still intend on finding the sons of bitches."

you frown at him, though it holds little heat. you study him for another moment before you give him a resigned sigh, "near cape oath."

he presses a kiss against your forehead, already standing up, "i'll be back before dark, my love."

wriothesley ━━━

wriothesley did not consider himself to be a violent person.

today, he was about to be.

it was the way you stumbled into his office, looking so worn out, blood draining down your face and down your chin. your lip was busted and a gash broke the skin near your temple, crimson trickling down your face and dripping onto his floor.

he’d been by your side before you could even utter a word, letting you lean against him and forcing you to sit on the floor. his thumb ran over the blood, as if trying to convince himself that this was real. that this had happened. likely in the fortress, no less.

had it been? no. there was no way. no one would harm someone so blatantly important to the duke… right?

he was pulled from his thoughts by a gentle grumble from you.

“give me a name.” he said, without really thinking about it. his voice was stern, and cold, and left no room for argument.

“what?” you blinked hard, seemingly trying to ground yourself.

“shit.” he cursed under his breath, helping you stand back up. why the hell you had come looking for him before medical attention, he’d never know.

still, he held you against him and helped you to the infirmary, whispering sweet affirmations under his breath the whole way. his string of ‘you are gonna be fine’s and ‘everything is gonna be alright’s dissipates as he slowly lowers you into an infirmary bed.

he straightens, arms crossed over his chest and a scowl twisting his face.

“who did this to you?” wriothesley asked again, this time more firmly.

you shake your head. “is… okay, wrio-”

“give me a goddamn name.” he asks again, and then his voice softens. “please.”

you watch him for another few moments before nodding and letting the person’s name fall from your lips. a muscle in his jaw ticks. he looks down to one of the melusines.

“i’ll be back in an hour. you tell me if they so much as twitch a finger weird.” he orders. he doesn’t wait for a reply, his jaw set as he moves out of the infirmary.

i just decided to join in lol here's me

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i’m gonna tag!!! @j0succ + @plums-princess + @bizarrenina + @moonbeamwritings + @jostepherjoestar but anyone else can join!

in the secluded land of the immortal shogun, the bakufu rules eternal. but what do mortals see of the eternity chased after by their god?

characters ☆ inazuma, nation of eternity

this post was too powerful for me as a filipina help i'm crying

oi wow a Filipina writer?!! eeep! Please may i request a headcaon with Izuku, Denki, Iida, Bakugo, Sero, Aizawa and Kirishima from my hero with a filipina gf. Maraming salamat po (/-3-)/

✥︎ izuku midoriya; denki kaminari; tenya iida; katsuki bakugou; hanta sero; shouta aizawa; ejirou kirishima || m.list || mha.list

genre: fluff || type: headcanon

warnings: slight swearing

a/n: Ha 😌 Oo Filipino writer po ako (yes I’m a Filipino writer)

Okay hear me out!! Deku is definitely the type of boyfriend that any pinoy household would love.

He's sweet like super. He'll help his girlfriend's mom do dishes or help walis (broom) the house.

He knows basic basic tagalog. I have this headcanon that his filipina girlfriend would definitely have taught him some phrases. yes swears definetly, but no like basic basic phrases.

i.e. "mabuti po ako." (i'm good) "salamat po." (thank you) and what type of boyfriend would he be if he didn't know how to say I love you? "Mahal kita"

Okay we all know he has manners that's just a given. So that also means not only would he use "po" he would also use proper honorifics when addressing ones older than him.

"Mano Po" yes he would do this.

When his girlfriend’s cousin or siblings who are much younger than Deku call him kuya Izuku (big brother Izuku) he’d be really surprised when they’d use that certain honorific. He’d probably get emotional.

I feel like he would really like one of the classic Filipino foods; adobo.

preferably chicken, cuz that shit slaps.

Karaoke? He'd be really nervous.

But with the bisitas (visitors) are around helping hype him up, he'd start really quiet. But he's got confidence.

His voice is like Erik Santos. please I love him falksjfue.

And what’s Filipino culture without a barong? (a traditional top male Filipinos wear mostly on special events)

I feel like Denki’s girlfriend would accidentally make him a swagapino.

Just saying. He’d be an honorary member of the swagapinos.

Like Deku he’d have common respect for his elders and would of course would do the “Mano po” however he’d forget at times and just hug them as a way to great his elders.

He knows all the swears because those were the only one that stayed in his head. Either that the word tubig (water) just because it sounds like too big.

He’s the type that would seem to get along with his girlfriend’s pinsan (cousin) or mga pinsan (cousins).

And they’d be constantly calling him ‘Kuya Denki’ (Big Brother Denki) and he loves it. He’d feel a sense of authority of validation. Like hell y’a I’m their kuya

This man doesn’t eat the traditional dishes and would rather go straight to desert. However ‘chicken joy’ from Jolibee is an exception.

As far as desserts go he’d love his halo-halo or the pandan cakes made by ™️ Regent.

However he’d be like the one to awkwardly laugh when his girlfriend’s Titos/Titas/Lolas/Lolos (uncles,aunts,grandmas,grandpas) tell him to keep eating more.

“Pist Denki try this.” “Hoy, Denki try ito. (this)”

When it’s karaoke time he’s got confidence and all the bisitas including the lolos at lolas (grandpas and grandmas) are wowed by his confidence.

He’d have almost the same voice as Jed Madela or something.

Denki in a barong? I think yes

We’re heading straight to karaoke I don’t care.

He’d have an angelic voice like Ray Valera idc idc idc.

Please all the Titos and Titas (aunts and uncles) at the party/gathering is all so impressed and would be like *eye widen jaw drop* then loud cheers as he scores a 98 on the karaoke.

Tenya in a barong.

God the power that holds.

It’s so dangerous.

He’s your typical sinigang man. He’d absolutely be in love with that dish of food.

I feel like if he were to eat a dessert he’d really love taho.

As a boyfriend of a filipina he’d be respected by everyone elders and the younger.

He would do the “mano po” and would use honorifics to address his elders.

Okay one of my parents is from the Philippines province Bicol.

And so my household eats this one dish called “bicol express” and it’s basically a creamy spicy dish. It consist of pork cooked in coconut milk with some amounts of shrimp paste, but Bicol Express isn’t Bicol express if it doesn’t numb your mouth so there’s like a shit load of chiles. However the thai peppers are usually the most common used.

Anyways I say this because Bakugo would most definitely eat that type of food. And honestly that shits bussin’ please it’s soo good.

Anyways listen he’s not the type to respect ones older than him sometimes, however if it’s with his girlfriend’s parents he’d keep his cool. I mean he’s got to.

The moment pinoy fathers find out his daughter is date someone like Bakugo he’d flip.

Bakugo is actually not that bad of a singer and would probably sound like Francis Maganola. Idk why.

Anyways if his girlfriend has cousins or little ones in her family you bet he’d be called Kuya. And he holds pride in that.

Headcanon if they forgot to say Kuya when addressing he’d be like listen here you piece of shit -

Jokes, but he’d be like giving them the death stare.

Bakugo in a barong = serotonin

He’s an Otso Otso god.

Vocal god.

That Titas and Lolas are like awed by his vocals.

His voice gives me J.R.A vibes so like no wonder why.

He’d love his bulalo. That shits a yes for me. So good idc

He lowkey wouldn’t know how to use a tabo.

The Titos love him. Idk why? But he gives me that vibe.

This man would definitely have dates with his girlfriend at like Seafood city or something like that.

Aizawa gives me the same vibes as the current lead singer of Journey. Arnel Pineda.

Why? I don’t know

He just does.

He’s your classic taho lover.

When he gets the chance or if his girlfriend is craving Filipino stuff, but doesn’t want to go see her parents you bet Aizawa would take her to like Chow King.

He’d look smexy in a barong. Idc what people say.

He’s got manners, but more lowkey.

If he were to be introduced to his girlfriend’s parents he’d be a nervous wreck in the inside especially knowing how ‘scary’ they were portrayed by from his girlfriend’s stories that she told about them.

If his girlfriend misses some certain dishes you beat his girlfriend would teach him how to cook some of her favorite dishes.

LMAO he’d be able to eat balut. Please bruh I can’t eat that.

He watches Filipino tela-novelas

Please I can see him to be the type if you teach him some words in Tagalog he’d be the type to make corny jokes about them.

“Hey y/n is your ass is made out of water?”

Then you’re like “ano? (What)” And he goes “cuz your ass us tubig.”

And you wouldn’t know if you should throw pairs of tsinelas (flip flops) at him or tell him to shut it.

He’d probably be turned into a swagapino, but nothing like Denki. He’d be more on the lowkey scale.

The younger ones would address him as Kuya Kiri and everytime they do his heart goes boom.

He’d adore being called kuya and would hold a certain pride to it.

At parties he’s definitely trying all the food. He’d love his egg rolls with a side of Jollibee spaghetti.

Karaoke? Yeah <3

He’d lowkey sound like Bamboo Manalac.

If he wanted he could actually mimic him. If he wanted.

i'm just saying. when yae miko finally becomes a playable character, she should have an alternate sprint where she shifts into her fox form.

Kamisato Ayato coming in 2.6!