Denki, THE FLOOR IS “HATING (Y/n)” !!!

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School and finals were happening so I finished this several weeks late to the redraw trend but it's alright at least they're real now🥲

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DRUNK WORDS, SOBER THOUGHTS.

“ you know what? i miss you. i miss my brother. ”

or, in which diluc gets drunk, kaeya is a little bit tipsy, and some confessions get spilled.

diluc/kaeya (familial/platonic u stinkies)

category/warnings: bittersweet, alcohol consumption, characters being drunk, brotherhood am i right yall 😊, kaeya is called a ragnvindr at some moments, i focus more on kaeya here i am so sorry diluc luvrs

note: blame tiktok, conan gray but also me for this fic. my head hurts mb if there are any mistakes @xiaophobic @starglitterz

“well, well, well, if this isn’t the diluc ragnvindr drunk. never thought i’d witness that sight again,” the blue haired man says while walking through the door to angel’s share and meeting no one other than his brother sitting by the bar, his head slugging down and hand holding a glass of some kind of an unidentified alcohol mixture — or at least, so he guessed, because the stench in the air couldn’t have been anything else.

he closes the door behind him and slowly makes his way to him, his eyesight refocusing and focusing over and over. fuck, maybe he was more than just tipsy.

“shut it,” diluc mumbles, his words slurred and eyes closed.

“oh, come on now, brother,” he says, plopping onto the barstool next to him. “it’s not like i’m the soberest either or anything like that.”

“we’re not brothers.”

kaeya feels a quick and small pang in his heart, yet he doesn’t react in any way. he’s used to it; after all, how could someone like him even deserve a family after all he’s done?

“maybe you’re a little bit less drunk than i thought you were,” he mutters quietly. it was supposed to be humorous yet his voice comes out as flat. maybe, if diluc was truly a little bit less drunk, he’d hear an unmistakable hurt in it — deeply hidden and almost unhearable, — but he wasn’t. and so he didn’t hear it.

neither did he see the emotions quickly flashing in kaeya’s visible eye. and the blue haired man thanks the archons above for that (not that he was particularly fond of them; but he had to thank someone for this miracle. although, maybe thanking this godawful alcohol diluc was drinking was a better choice).

“i’m not drunk.”

“yeah, you sure aren’t, my dear brother,” kaeya deadpans when diluc’s head almost land on the table. archons, he always knew he was a lightweight, but this? how much did he drink to get himself to this state, he wonders. and what even got him to drink. “oh? no denying to me calling you brother this time?”

there is silence between the two of them — two people whose misunderstandings and grudges got the best of them. they were both at fault; but they would never admit it. the ragnvindrs always had trouble with pride. and the brothers were no exception to that.

“you know what? i miss you. i miss my brother,” diluc ragnvindr throws out of himself. and it feels nice. it feels nice to finally say it — to say something he would never utter to do if he wasn’t under the influence of alcohol. diluc ragnvindr is a coward and he knows it — and he also knows he won’t remember anything from today. hell, he’s already beginning to forget things. he doesn’t look at the calvary captain nor does he lift his head. he simply chugs down on the rest of his drink.

kaeya sits silently; as if stunned, not daring to utter a word, too scared to pop this bubble, this imagination, because how many times did he dream of diluc ragnvindr calling him his brother again? how many times did he wish of being seen as family again?

“that’s a sweet confession, but i’d like to hear that when you’re sober,” he nonchalantly says, as if his throat didn’t get clogged up and his eyes teary.

“but we are brothers, are we not? actually, why did you stop using ragnvindr as your surname, huh? it’s yours to use, still. we’re family. or more like we were family,” he adds under his breath. they were family, once.

kaeya ragnvindr.

he longed for it. he longed for that surname or, to be more precise, for the feeling of belonging somewhere, to something, to someone. he longed for a home, a home where he could feel at peace, a home where he could shed all the masks and all the secrets. a home where he wouldn’t be anyone but just kaeya. no one more and no one less.

just kaeya.

and he once felt that way — before he decided to destroy it, envelop himself within the icy torrents and cutting himself from the outside world. yes, kaeya ragnvindr was a person he buried a long, long time ago. it was a child that died under the scorching flames and burning fire on that fateful day.

“…come on, brother. i’ll get you home. you’ve had enough,” the cryo user decides against diluc’s protests.

mondstadt is silent. there is no light in the windows and no chatter usually filling the streets. they must’ve spent more time in there than he thought they did. it’s peaceful. it’s quiet.

it’s nice.

“it reminds me of when we were kids. you remember? when you used to get so… so… tired and i’d have to carry you back home… and…” the redhead tries to talk, but his words only become more and more slurred. he’s falling asleep, kaeya realizes and he sighs thinking that he’d have to drag his brother’s unconscious body all the way to dawn winery. diluc was always the stronger one — but maybe, that has changed over the years. a lot of things did.

take care of one another, now, crepus used to say to them, day by day, month by month, year by year. brotherly bonds are not that easy to break.

i’m sorry, he whispers into the cold night, with his brother’s warm body slumped over his. he’s not sure who he’s apologizing to; there is no witness in sight, no spectator except the wind blowing and rustling up the leaves on the ground.

( it’s alright, child. you’ve done enough. )

( and for the first time in a very long time, kaeya ragnvindr or kaeya alberich; whoever he once was and whoever he was about to become, sighed a sigh of relief. )

sssssSSSHHHHHHLEAVEMEALONE-

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You’d gone to bed angry last night.

It was a promise you’d made to each other long ago, back when you’d gotten into your first big fight in the early months of your relationship, to never go to bed angry, to work through and compromise with whatever problems plagued your love. No one deserved to go to bed thinking their partner was angry at them.

But when Bakugo spit his venomous words, turned on his heel and slammed your bedroom door shut last night to leave you with the shattered heart he’d just created, your feet couldn’t even begin to move towards the closed door. You didn’t want to face him, want to give him the satisfaction of knowing just how bad he hurt you, and if he so badly didn’t want you in bed next to him, who were you to try and convince otherwise?

So, wordlessly, you climbed into the scratchy, lumpy couch he’d seemingly banished you to, and you pulled the too-small, too-thin blanket over you, and stared at the leather of the couch for the next six hours, the clock ticking all the while.

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The birth of the Dawn and the Dusk

synopsis: You planned your husband’s birthday months ago and even so something happens to not go according to the script.

pairing and characters: Diluc x fem!reader, your twin sons Rufus and Lucas, Alberich family (Kaeya, his wife and daughter Callie), Adelinde

tw: established relatioships, domestic moment, pregnancy stuff, fluff, a little bit hurt/comfort

word count: 10.8k+ words

author’s note: so late for my man’s birthday,,, But I am happy this one is finally out! Also there is a surprise at the end of the fic~ Hope you’ll enjoy everything!!!

Family AU masterlist

You feel so tired. Body aches and eyes hurt - you barely managed to fall asleep tonight, keeping your husband awake too to coax you into a state of slumber. This also added emotional stress, the clawing guilt for depriving him of sleep right before such a meaningful and happy day, but the man kept lovingly reassuring you that he didn’t mind and would support and comfort you always, especially now, when you are so vulnerable, just days away from welcoming your baby into this world.

Diluc was nothing but a saint throughout both of your pregnancies. However, while the first one was challenging for him too, because he was worried about the new role he’d have to fulfill and if he’d do it successfully, this one was easier on his end, so he channeled all his energy to you, being there for every step and every time you got overwhelmed, which, at first, happened way too often. Your other two kids used to be all over you asking questions about their unborn sibling, and while you love your angels to death, you truly do, - your hormones and their vigor sometimes created a bad mix. Luckily, it quickly got better, because Diluc took his time to explain to your boys why their mommy might be emotional or look really really tired, and that she isn’t upset with them and they need to be more careful around her. After that, the three of them became your anchor, with boys cuddling to you quietly to soothe and console you every opportunity they had, and Diluc arranging everything for your utmost comfort.

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8:54 PM

xiao.

“you’re pretty,” xiao drowsily murmurs, warm breaths tickling the crook of your neck. “have i ever mentioned that?”

“about twenty times tonight, yeah.” you giggle, poking his reddened cheek. “it’s ‘cause you’re drunk, love.”

“no, it’s ‘cause it’s true.” he huffs childishly, and your heart flutters at the innocent sight of it. though it wasn’t always characteristic of xiao to become so vulnerable, him being tipsy somehow spoke a different story. it was like he was everything he restrained himself to be during a sober state.

“maybe i don’t say it often, ‘s why you won’t believe it.” he slurs in disappointment.

“oh you say it a lot, alright.” you smile, feeling him shift his head on your shoulder, as your fingers playfully fumble against his.

“i like it when you smile,” he hums, lazily tracing patterns on the skin of your hand. “how else can i make you happier?”

“you already know how to make me happy, xiao.”

“sometimes i still feel like i don’t.” golden amber eyes raise to yours. “everything makes you happy.”

you’re about to interrupt your boyfriend with what he was talking about, until he suddenly thrusts out his fingers in a daze, ticking the words off. “i’ve tried everything, haven’t i? gifts, words of affirmation, acts of service—”

“pfft,” you stifle your laughter with pressed lips, fighting a grin on your mouth when xiao glares at you for interrupting him. “what, are you researching things now? i thought you were the one who said google wasn’t reliable.”

he sighs heavily, shaking his head at your accusation. “i want to know how to make you happier.”

your heart flutters at his honest words. “you know,” you repeat quietly, cupping his face in your hands. “more than anyone.”

he stares at you, contemplative and silent for a moment…before a smirk slowly crosses his flushed face, and you feel his muscled arms wrap around your waist as his nose bumps tenderly against yours. his breath reeks of alcohol and intoxication, but strangely you feel slightly more attracted to him because of it.

“like this, huh?” he mumbles against your lips, painfully aware of the effect he had on you.

“mhm,” you nod lightly. “and being here with you.”

“so that’s your love language.” he murmurs in a low breath, before pressing a series of warm and wet kisses on your mouth. you gently tilt your head to meet his lips better, and a husky sound rumbles from his throat at the mild gesture, cradling you closer towards his chest.

“‘m i speaking it better now?” xiao asks when you’ve both eventually parted for air, leaning against each other’s foreheads with red faces.

“yeah,” you grin, peeking at his bruised lips and kissing him all over again.

“you can talk your shit all night.”

— just remember that i love you

notes: fluff, tsukishima kei x gn!reader, drabble (wc: 906)

a/n: idk, i initially wanted to write a short scenario but...i couldn't control my hand and...this happened. still, i hope you enjoy !! (also, requests are currently open ♡)

m.list | rbs are very appreciated <3

“kei?”

“hmmm?” he hummed in response, lifting his gaze from his phone and throwing your way an almost imperceivable smile.

“so uh, i was wondering…what made you fall in love with me?” you blurted out, blushing violently as you internally wondered how the hell did you gather up the courage to ask a similar question.

kei seemed to have been taken aback by such a peculiar and sudden inquiry, his usually collected expression was now confused, as signs of surprise—his widened eyes—spoke for him.

indeed, what made him fall in love with you? kei didn’t necessarily know, so he simply and confidently answered with a “i don’t really know,” which slapped all of your expectations to the ground.

“you know, you are supposed to say cute and cheesy things,” you pouted, turning your head to the other side, but with a strange uneasiness swimming in the depths of your mind.

you heard his chuckle, before feeling his arms wrapping around you from behind and a series of kisses placed on the crook of your neck, making your heart skip a beat and shivers run down your spine.

“if you wanted me to say sweet and cheesy things, you could’ve just said so,” his deep voice reached your ears, making you more aware of how close you actually were.

you tried to wriggle out of his hold, and simply ignored the blonde’s questioning gaze.

“you know it…isn’t like that,” you whispered, trying to shake off the uneasiness.

that same day, you’d heard many girls at your school talk about the karasuno volleyball players. and many of them were fans of tsukishima kei, the number 11 middle blocker, the tall man with short hair and glasses, who is both smart and good at sports, yet isn’t really interested in socializing with strangers. and then, they started talking about you, how they thought you weren’t fit to be with him. and although you knew you didn’t need to be so self-conscious, after all kei always blew away your insecurities, repeating how you were the only one for him, you couldn’t avoid the thought of him being with someone else—maybe someone more suited for him.

“hey…listen up,” he lifted your face and was right away met with the worry mirrored in your eyes. it was as if he’d sensed that there was something wrong, and this was one of the things that made you fall in love with him.

“you know why i answered like that? well, because there are just too many things that made me fall for you, okay?” he ran a hand through his hair, flustered and with rosy cheeks matching yours, as he tried to ignore the fast beating of his heart.

“although i need to say that, at first, i just found you as annoying as shrimpy–” you interrupted him with a punch on his right arm, to which he responded with a roll of eyes and simply continued, “i couldn’t avoid but being dragged towards you, even though you were talking or smiling to someone else, i felt greedy and wanted that attention to be for me to enjoy–” “oh, so that’s why you started calling me names like ‘shorty’, ‘squirrel’ and…‘stinkin' pea’?” you frowned as kei only raised an eyebrow.

please can you at least let me finish, is what his eyes were probably yelling.

you sealed your lips and just said no more.

“okay so where was i? man this is getting so embarrassing,” he whispered before clearing his voice and looking straight into your eyes.

“even though at first you didn’t seem to like the idea of me being around, i loved the way you still tried to put up with me and my sarcasm. well, i guess i was lost in you before i could realize it. no other person would be as perfect to me as you are, and–” you basically jumped into his arms, him losing balance and almost dropping to the ground, as you wrapped your arms and legs around him like a baby koala.

“aww my tsukki, i didn’t know you could be so sweet!” you exclaimed, snuggling in his chest, as he reluctantly enclosed you in his arms, feeling his entire face burning up.

you were really happy though. all the insecurities and fears you had before simply dissipated, leaving the previously turmoiled heart, warmed and at peace.

“okay, now tell me, what was all of this about?” kei asked, sitting on the bed with you still in his arms.

you’d tried to evade his eyes, but in the end, you simply gave up, and spilled everything.

and, just like that he…kissed you. simply.

he slowly placed his lips onto yours, and as you were lost in the touch and the fondness of him, you deepened the kiss, more and more, so much that, when you let go, both of you were breathless.

he pressed his forehead against yours, and took a hand to your cheek, slightly grazing it, while almost looking inside of you, into your soul, touching your heart and your mind.

“whoever said that is, one, a complete dickhead, two, a brainless idiot, three, not worthy of your worries,” he softly but sternly retorted.

he tightened his hold on you and, as you lay your head against his shoulder, he murmured one last thing that made your heart almost jump out from happiness.

“[name]...just remember that i love you, and no one else.”

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“ first i love you ” [ bnha ]

→ pairing: separate, bakugou, deku, kirishima, shouto, denki, hawks, dabi x gn!reader

→ a/n: gn!reader, no real rhyme or reason to who says it first- i just didn't wanna get too repetitive so some of the characters say it first and in some you say it first! just kinda depended. these kinda suck :/ been in a slump.

— DABI:

touya thought you were asleep or he wouldn't have admitted the words for months- even if he knew they were true. he's always been more talkative when tired, tucking his face into your neck and mumbling his affections into the skin. telling you that he missed you and that you weren't allowed to leave. but he hadn't crossed that line, tiptoeing around the words. he thought you had fallen asleep hours ago, nestled between you and the couch with your breath against his temple. he's so warm and content his thoughts just... pour out, "i love you." tucks himself further into you when he feels your lips on his forehead, echoing the words.

— HAWKS:

keigo said it accidentally but not without thought. the words had been rattling around in his mind for months, sitting heavy on his tongue. you were sitting on his bathroom floor, one wing folded in your lap and the other tucked away. he was so consumed by you, the feeling of your fingers picking through his feathers- delicate and oil-slicked- it just happened. you helping him preen wasn't rare, but it always took so long- so much effort- and you never complained. he cups your face in his hands, eyes warm pools of honey, and presses a soft kiss to your lips, "thank you." his forehead knocks against yours, nose dragging against your cheek, "i love you."

— BAKUGOU:

katsuki hadn't expected it. he hadn't been doing anything special- he had heated your dinner for you and brought you painkillers for a headache. but when he entered the room, you'd smiled at him, "thank you kats, I love you." his mind runs away from him, words tangling together and weighing on his tongue- burning a hole through his teeth. he wanted to say something, anything, instead he stared at you- watching the part of your mouth around the words. he wanted to say something profound, wax poetic about how much you meant to him- how much you'd always meant to him. instead, he huffed and his shoulders dropped, "better fucking like it." his chest felt tight, lessened when your thumbs graze his cheekbone, "I love you, too."

— MIDORIYA:

izuku had it all planned- plotted out to go perfectly, to show you just how much you meant to him. he'd had the date in his calendar for a month, a date he spent a week getting right and a little monologue he'd written and rewritten on index cards. he wanted it to be perfect, memorable, something you'd gush about to your friends- which it was, just not how he thought it would be. it rained. such a small thing which disrupted his entire day. he saw you, drenched from the rain and beaming at the sky with your head tilted back, he blanked. you just looked so pretty he said it without thinking, "I love you."

— KIRISHIMA:

eijirou always knew he loved you- well before he asked you out- it was just a matter of finding a time to tell you. he puts so much thought into it, plans a date and builds a bouquet with all your favourite flowers. spends half the date swiping his hands on his thighs and rehearsing what he wants to say- how he wants to tell you. you beat him to it, though, running your fingers through his hair under a thick quilt and staring up at the heart patterned roof of your fort. "I love you, Eij." he can't even be mad as he nuzzles further into your stomach, pressing a kiss to any skin he can reach and returning the words.

— TODOROKI:

shouto says it too quickly. sitting across from you on your third date- it slips out. it wasn't anything big, the date, dinner and a movie marathon. but you'd leaned over to wipe his upper lip, one hand curled around his jaw to tip his head back and the other thumb softly swiping at his lip. it made him feel all warm, cared for. he felt that thing- that tightness and heat- fill his chest at the side of your tongue between your teeth, peeking through your soft little concentrated smile, "I love you." he doesn't understand why you get so flustered but is dazed when you cup his jaw and return the affection.

— KAMINARI:

denki hadn't really expected you to say it- standing slack-jawed and doey eyed. he knew that he meant a lot to you, that you went out of your way to think about him, care for him- but loving him was something else. something he hadn't thought about. he's nearly vibrating, shoving his face- large smile pressing into your skin- against your neck. hooks his fingers into the back of your shirt, dotting kisses over the length of your collar, "i love you too." bright eyes meet your own, "so much."

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Stop it, Inko!! He’s already dead!

welcome home | bakugou x reader

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

Warnings: None!

Prompt: “It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today”

Author’s Note: This was a request for a lovely anon! I hope you like it! I had fun writing this :)

Word Count: 1K

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haikyuu boys as unintentionally flustering things

this has been in my drafts for a bit n i intended to add more boys but i also wanted to put something out for you guys!! so i hope you enjoy :)

includes; suna rintarō, oikawa tōru, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, miya osamu, miya atsumu, semi eita, akaashi keiji, bokuto kōtarō, kageyama tobio, sakusa kiyoomi, sugawara kōshi, hanamaki takahiro, tanaka ryūnosuke, ushijima wakatoshi, konoha akinori, tsukishima kei

suna rintarō — sitting really close next to someone and having your shoulders and thighs pressed together.

the way your skin feels ablaze and your body’s so tense and you feel a little lightheaded is so intoxicating. you crave more, so much more, but you’ll take what you can get. neither of you make any move to get away, enjoying this minimal physical contact with one another. like you’re both just sitting there and making excuses to stay sitting stuck to each other like this, even if there’s space. for a moment, he does move forward to grab at something in front of him and you deflate a little, but he comes back right away, pressing himself to you and even leaning close to show you something on his phone.

oikawa tōru — leaning down to hear someone clearer or to allow them to whisper in his ear.

oikawa’s incredibly tall, has always been and will always be. he was tall in high school and he‘s tall now, and of course he prides himself in that. half his ego comes from his height. so, given that, more often that not whenever you urgently rush up to him to tell him something, he has to lean down to hear you better, even if you’re only slightly shorter than him. just the way he leans in and tilts his head to the side slightly, eyes unfocused as he listens in before he smiles and twists his head to answer you and his face is so close to yours shbsdjxj

matsukawa issei — manspreading, but not the dickhead type.

the way he sits is always like he’s so effortlessly attractive. he’s kinda slumped in his chair or on the couch like he’s not sitting straight but rather lazily sliding down you know? when he sits, he’s got his legs spread wide and either his hands interlocked and resting on his stomach/crotch, or an arm behind the couch and a hand on his thigh or chest. he always looks??? so inviting??? like you want to go sit on his lap?? and sometimes he leans forward and rests his elbows on his thighs and god. God.

iwaizumi hajime — when guys park in reverse and do The Thing with the steering wheel and The Other Thing with their arm.

iwaizumi’s driving the two of you the majority of the time, not because he doesn’t believe in your driving skills (he doesn’t, rude) but because he kinda just wants to serve you always? like do all he can for you? acts of service ykyk,,, anyways whenever he’s parallel parking or parking in reverse, he starts to do the thing with the steering wheel where he uses only the lower palm of his hand to quickly twist it, and then he puts his arm out onto your seat to glance back and god,,, God.

miya osamu — when guys put their hand just barely on the small of your back when guiding you somewhere.

it’s kind of instinctive with osamu, where he just does it in the moment and you’re left with your nerves on edge and your body on fire for the rest of the night. like you’re trying to get past him to go to your seat or he’s leading you to the window seat on a bus or he’s opening the door for you and gently guiding you. it’s so subtle, his fingertips grazing your back and heat of his palm barely obvious and somehow it’s both the quickest and slowest moment of your life. your back tingles and burns alive for the entire night and the day after too.

miya atsumu — naturally good with kids it’s kind of ??? surprising ???

he’s weirdly like just so good with kids. he’s not awkward and is so smooth when it comes to communicating with them. they always listen to him because he’s just that fun that it feels right to abide by his rules. he’s also always going with the flow too so if the girls dress him up and make him their prince he’ll act accordingly, and if the boys wanna pretend to wrestle him he’ll lose on purpose and he’ll play dead if he gets shot with a nerf gun seriously give this man an oscar. it’s just so endearing watching him there’s no way you wouldn’t wanna marry him.

semi eita — just playing the electric guitar. every instrument too but electric guitar specifically.

the way he casually picks up the guitar and tunes it. the way his fingers move over the strings, the way he glances down barely but then looks up with a small, confident smile because it’s muscle memory for him. the way he shakes his head a little in time with the music. the way he grips the guitar to return it to its place. musician!semi with a lot of rings and chains on and chipped black nail polish. it just <3333

akaashi keiji — saying your name in a conversation

cannot explain what’s so hbwjdnejdd about someone saying your name in the middle of a conversation you’re having. like the need to grab your attention, the way it sounds, the implied and unintended intimacy. like names aren’t generally said a lot during conversations (your name & the person you’re talking to) so when they or you say it, it’s a very lightbulb moment kinda like your attention is completely fixated now.

kuroo tetsurō — that cheeky smile with the tongue to the upper corner of their mouth that guys do.

it’s like a smirk but not really a smirk, where he’s barely smiling down at you, and it’s so teasing. his tongue pokes at the upper corner of his mouth just slightly, and he raises a brow or something. it’s just the type of look that makes your heart tighten in your chest, or makes your stomach flutter and tickle. and the thing is he’s aware he looks good doing it, but he’s so subtly confident that it’s a thousand times more attractive.

bokuto kōtarō — that little celebratory thing guys do after a win/score. let me explain.

so he’s fist pumping the air, leaning back a little and bending his knees. he’s got this feral grin on his face and he’s so sweaty that his uniform’s clinging onto every ridge and muscle and best of all— the way his thighs bulge against the long knee pads he’s wearing. he just looks so good being that happy, high off so much adrenaline. and that surge of confidence it brings him after too!!

kageyama tobio — when they’re super sweaty during a game and guys just grab the hem of their shirt to wipe their sweat

it’s usually during practice matches, and at first it’s always like grabs the neck and wipes. but then it just ends up being frustrating that he has to grab the hem of his shirt. he lifts it up with both hands and just wipes his face, and you’re gifted with the sight of his glistening abs and that trail of hair that leads down into his shorts. he’s so casual about it too like he won’t really realize the consequences of his actions even if some girls are straight up fainting at the sight. i think it’s his nonchalance that makes it even more attractive.

hinata shōyō — those hugs that guys give where you’re swallowed up in their embrace.

it’s a very casual kind of hug, the one where he can continue having a conversation but continue hugging you. it’s that type where he had both arms wrapped tight around you, basically caging you in against his chest. and he starts to do that thing where he’ll rub soothingly or squeeze endearingly, maybe rock you two from side to side while sighing casually. it’s the kind of hug where you’d really needed it and he’s indulging you. you’re silent and just reveling in his touch.

sakusa kiyoomi — that smile where they’re like trying to humor you.

when guys do that thing when you make like a joke or try to one up them somehow and they kinda huff out a laugh or dry chuckle and smile in amusement like yeah ok. it’s kind of a belittling yet challenging smile? sometimes he raises a brow too and he’s so chill and completely unaffected otherwise, with his hands in his pockets and a mask obscuring half his face and then it’s just a raised brow and the hint of a smile seen through his eyes. and he’s staring you down too?? good god

sugawara kōshi — when you nearly trip or fall and they reach out for you.

it’s like that heart stopping near fall and then he gets all wide eyed and reaches out for you, saying “woah, careful” in that really soft, gentle voice. even better if he grabs at your arm or presses his hand on the small of your back to steady you even if you are steady. does he make fun of you after? yes. but it’s still really attractive the way he gets all worried and grows really soft for you in the moment.

hanamaki takahiro — when they can keep up with your energy.

the banter is endless with the two of you. every thing you say he’s got a comeback, a witter, funnier, probably more sexual comeback. it’s so like? exciting? the way he’s always challenging you. he’s always got something to make fun of you of, even if it’s not real and made up. and he says it so smooth and it’s always, always, right in the moment. like he thinks of it in the spot. the fact that it just naturally comes to him how he can keep up with you and match your energy is so, so attractive.

tanaka ryūnosuke — when funny, light hearted guys get super serious about something

he’s always chill and always cracking jokes. he’s everyone’s comfort person, and no matter the situation he can be relied on to cheer and lighten up the mood. but sometimes shit gets serious, like if you’re hurt or something, and he does not crack a single joke. nothing. he won’t attempt to lighten up the mood because he cannot bring himself to. especially if he’s like protective and angry, he gets super quiet and won’t take shit from anyone it’s both heart warming and kinda scary.

ushijima wakatoshi — when serious, solemn, no jokes guys let loose

the complete opposite! ushijima’s super serious and he honestly doesn’t get jokes to even consider making them. he’s a very strong and reliable presence, like a literal pillar. but then maybe you do something stupid or you buy him a snack he’s been wanting and he smiles so softly, so sweetly, and his face just relaxes and softens and his eyes are so kind that you instantly melt. because it’s a sight that‘s as rare as it is makes it all the more endearing.

kozume kenma — when guys have a softer smell rather than a strong, cologne.

when i say softer i don’t mean girlier. i just mean softer. like maybe it’s a fresher smell (like minty) or maybe it’s a more floral smell like jasmine or lavender, or maybe it’s like warm tones (like cinnamon). either way, no matter what he smells like, it’s subtle but there. especially if you sit directly next to him or pass by him. you get a whiff of him and it’s so? calming? alluring? intoxicating in the most subtle way? idk. just. attractive.

konoha akinori — when guys stretch while they’re sitting and their shirts ride up.

he‘s just sitting there minding his own business, relaxing, chatting. he’s had a long day and his muscles are all tight and tense, so he just lifts up his arms and stretches, groaning a little and sighing, in relief and satisfaction, as the tension is relieved. his shirt rides up a bit and he even leans back too, exposing more of his lean abdomen. and when he sags in his chair after he’s got this delirious, satisfied smile or smirk on his face.

tsukishima kei — when a guy is explaining something to you and is demonstrating

like the way he’s trying to explain something on a computer and you’ve got the screen before you so he reaches across you to point something out and then suddenly the two of you are really close?? or if he’s writing down something on paper and he keeps looking up as he’s explaining to see if you’re getting it and to keep you engaged. or when he’s just explaining something and he just. sounds smart. you don’t get a thing but it’s fascinating.