[3:02 AM - SUNA]
suna grunts softly as he crouches on the balcony, quickly but quietly pushing up the stiff window.
it feels like forever until he finally opens it up wide enough to fit though, but it's the last thing on his mind as he pushes his legs in first, and slips into your room.
he closes the window behind him, before giving the room a once over. a few vanilla candles are lit, but the room is still dark, and he can't see a thing.
he walks over to where he remembers your bedside lamp being, and flicks it on.
his eyes roam over to your bed first — technically the one you should be asleep in at 3 in the morning — but he isn't surprised when he doesn't see you.
he instinctively walks to your closet, but pauses outside.
"y/n?" he calls out softly, placing a hand on the cool metal of the doorknob. "can i come in, pretty?"
he's answered with a quiet sniffle, then a mumbled, "no."
suna sighs calmly and crouches down, his fingers intwined. "what happened, y/n?"
you don't respond, but suna has enough patience to cover the world when it comes to you, so he takes off his sweater, sits down on the carpet, and waits.
five minutes pass until a sob breaks out from behind the door, and suna's head darts up. between shaky sobs, suna makes out: "it was just a dream, but it felt so real."
but you're crying again, and suna can't quite figure out what to do.
"the way you said her name, rin, it hurt so much. the way you looked at her; you only ever look at me like that."
suna shuts his eyes, and runs a hand down his face. "can i open the door?"
"you know what scares me the most? that all the things we do together, one day, you'll do them with someone else. everything that's special to us will be special to another girl."
suna stands up, twists the doorknob, and pulls it open.
flicking on the light switch, he looks down to find you crisscrossed on the floor, puffy eyes and puffy cheeks, and tears streaming down your face.
he kneels down in front of you, and cups your damp cheeks with both of his hands. your lips fold in as your face crumbles once more, another wave of tears and sobs coming in.
"y/n," he sighs, pulling you into him as you sob against his chest, fisting his shirt in your hands. "the things that are special to us, will always only be ours. they'll never be for anyone else, because there never will be anyone else. our special things will always be our own."
your body trembles and shakes as you cry against him, but suna holds you tight, leaving kisses after kisses on your head to soothe you.
suna is always there to soothe you.
of course he'll miss a few tears, and sometimes he won't be there when you wake up calling for him, but he'll catch the next bus to your house, or walk the mile if he has to. he'll climb balconies and jump through windows at 3 in the morning to catch your tears and cuddle you back to sleep, or even stay with you until day break to fight them off if he has to.
"there will never be anyone better for us than each other, my pretty girl. there will never be anyone like you for me."
you're falling asleep in his arms, the kisses on your head slowly coming to a stop.
as suna carries you back into bed, he prays that the universe will be a little lighter on you.
this is an almost retelling of something that happened just the other day with me and my boyfriend, so i guess this is just a little appreciation post for him, because life has been so good after him. we have our rough patches and i am a handful, but he's always so patient and understanding for me, and is always willing to adapt and change to work with me, as am i. i'm so thankful for him, and i love him so much.
WHEN YOU CALL THEM A PET NAME FOR THE FIRST TIME — HAIKYUU
feat — timeskip!atsumu, suna, iwaizumi, bokuto + sakusa.
warnings — none just fluff!
note — i love this idea ‘cause i love pet names!
ఌ ATSUMU you were lying against his chest watching a movie when you hear your phone vibrate, nudging him a little to check he was awake, before you feel him pull you even tighter against him—nuzzling into you in response. “ya alright, angel?” he grumbles a little sleepy and you nod “‘tsum, can you hand me my phone, baby?” theres a beat of silence that follows after, but just when you pull away from his chest to look up at him you feel atsumu quickly flip you under him with a groan, before he’s flopping his weight on top of you and nuzzling into the crook of your neck. “‘tsumu, what’re you doing?” you giggle and you hear him whine in response before he’s peppering your neck and face with open mouthed kisses, grinning a little giddily even though his cheeks are flushed pink, his arms wrapping around your waist to keep you in place under him so you can’t squirm away. “‘m yer baby— right, angel? yer so cute yer killin’ me, it ain’t fair!”
ఌ SUNA you were both relaxing in bed while you scrolled through your phones, occasionally showing eachother tiktoks or funny instagram videos. “baby, look at this!” you mumble and suna’s eyes are already narrowed when you show him your phone, his face looking unphased even though he’s silently thanking himself for turning off the light, because he can feel the heat rising from his chest. “you’re a weirdo. cmeer, pretty baby.” he drawls and you groan when you feel his arm wrap around your shoulders, pulling you tightly against his chest as he rests his chin on top of your head with a huff—only pulling away to place a few kisses to your temple every so often. you end up giggling and telling him how cute he looks when you notice the red dusting the tips of his ears, which earns you a flick to the forehead and a tsk before you’re fighting him to take a photo.
ఌ IWAIZUMI you were making dinner at your house while he prepped some things on the counter next to you. “hajime? can you pass me that, babe?” you ask and you watch him freeze before he speaks “huh? u-uh, yeah.” you raise a brow when you hear him fumbling with the item infront of him, turning his body away from you as he hands you it. “uh, everything okay?” “y-yeah it’s fine, dumbass.” he groans, and you would’ve left it alone if you couldn’t see the red tint on the tips of his ears, quietly tiptoeing over to catch a peek at his face—only to see the same blush spread across his cheeks aswell, and you can’t help but giggle at how cute he looks. “you look so cute!” “hey! s-shutup—go away, brat!” hajime grumbles, batting you away before he ends up wresting with you in the kitchen while you to steal more glances at his flushed features, which ends up with you thrown over his shoulder to calm down while he continues prepping.
ఌ BOKUTO grins as he bounces into his living room after practice, his arms outstretched waiting for you to run into them after a long day. “kou! welcome home, baby.” you giggle and you’re quick to find your place around him, only to huff when you’re not immediately pulled into a tight hug like expected. but you find yourself smiling when you’re looking up at a wide-eyed, pink cheeked koutarou blinking down at you anyway, finally jolting from his daydream when his eyes meet yours before he’s immediately melting into you, cooing and giggling into a few quick kisses. “babe! call me that again, please! i like being baby.” he laughs and you shriek giddily when you feel bokuto lift you a little and almost sprint to the couch, his childish giggles filling the house when he sits down with you securely on his lap— still hugging you close to his chest and nuzzling into you with a grin.
ఌ SAKUSA had came along with you while you went to the store to grab some stuff, because even though he hates crowds he wanted to spend time with you. “do we have everything, baby?” you ask and kiyoomi’s eyebrows furrow at the petname as he scans over the list in his hands, casting you a side glance while he tries to ignore the way his heart is racing in his chest. you cast him a glance and you feel yourself grin when you notice the blush peeking out from under his mask, giggling to yourself before he clears his throat with a tsk. grumbling under his breath as he fidgets with his mask “s-stop laughing.” kiyoomi grumbles, but you smile because you can’t deny how cute he looks when he’s grumpy, feeling him lace his fingers with your own before stuffing your intertwined hands in his jacket pocket and pulling you along with a huff.
February 22nd, 2022 (2/22/22) falls on a Tuesday, making it 2’s day
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Fandom: Genshin Impact
Characters: Knight!Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli, Xiao x gn!Noble!Reader
Type/Genre: Headcanons, fluff, hurt/comfort
Warnings: Mentions of violence/injuries, master is used as gender-neutral term, not proof-read
A/N: self-indulgent headcanons of the genshin boys as your knight in shining armour <3
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You’ve had a difficult day, and were crying in the bathroom. You washed your face and put on a smile on your face, because you didn’t want him to worry about you. But he knows, almost instantly.
Slightly smirking, he moves closer and closer, and playfully runs his finger down the bridge of your nose, “Your nose is always a little red after you’ve been crying…”
He smirks sadly, holding you by the waist, “Wanna talk about it, baby?”
AKAASHI, Iwaizumi, KUROO, MEIAN, OSAMU, SUNA, Tsukishima, Ushijima
What About Him?
In which they get jealous of a game character
Ft. Childe, Diluc, Xiao, Ayato, Scaramouche
Childe:
"What does he have that I don't? I'm richer and cuter than him."
Gets very sulky and pouty
Can and will drape himself over you when he sees that character show up on your screen
He backs off for a bit when you shop him away, but he doesn't sulk any less If the game has audio he's listening very intently for more information on the character
Mocks the character every now and then, sometimes for the stupidest things, but you can tell he's just jealous
He'll be content if you give him some cuddles after, assuming you ignore said character
Diluc:
Not very confrontational about it
Yes, he's jealous, but you seem so happy, surely he can put up with it for a while
....right?
Alright that's long enough.
He brings you your favourite snack and asks if you'd like to read with him, or perhaps let him play the piano for you
That song you've been begging him to play the past week? He just so happens to want to play it right then
Anything if it means taking your attention back from whatever character stole you from him
Xiao:
As much as he trusts and adores you, he hates how it makes him feel
Of course he trusted you, he shouldn't feel threatened by this,,,patch of pixels, and yet he does
He doesn't really do much since you seem so happy
He'll just lean on your shoulder, watching you play
He'll listen to your commentary if you have any
Please give him headpats after, he needs it
Ayato:
You've got some cheek to ignore him in favour of a game character
"Darling, haven't you a moment to spare for your boyfriend?"
Invites you to sit on his lap as you play
You'll realise it was a mistake soon enough when you find out the paperwork on the desk was already complete and merely a ruse
Rests his chin in the crook of your neck, humming in thought as you play
He tickles you with light kisses whenever that character is on screen so you can't possible focus on them
If it was a competition for your attention, he was winning
Scaramouche:
Good luck to whatever device you're using to play
The first time it happens, he scowls about it but goes about his day
But after that? You'll start to find it missing
Suddenly, your phone is nowhere to be seen, or your pc has lost its keyboard
He's being petty and he knows
Yet everything is somehow exactly where you need them again once you have work to complete?
And don't even think about trying to get back to the game right after doing your work
He'll find a way to distract you from it crafty lil shit
It's a game of 3D chess with him at this point
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izuku who always puts his backpack on your seat (that’s right next to his) to save your seat when you’re late to class.
izuku who grabs you a small muffin and your preferred drink on some mornings, just to see that sunshine smile on your face.
izuku who writes his notes ever messily (with vague loops here and there) and gets so flustered and embarrassed when he lets you borrow them, “i promise they’re not always that messy!”
izuku who clutches on the handle of your backpack when you’re in crowded hallways so the two of you don’t get lost.
izuku who gets so happy when you turn to him to ask for help in class, he’s happy you think he’s reliable enough to assist you.
izuku who always has random doodles in the margins of his notebooks and some days he finds himself drawing you in the corners of his biology notes.
izuku who has his hand laid underneath his chin as he gazes at you with pure and utter love from across the classroom instead of paying attention to the calculus splayed across the board.
My heart was blessed last week when i found a post about how Bennett canonically sees Kaeya as a big brother.
It made me realise how he is a brother figure to all the young Pyro users in Mondstadt and I had to be sappy and draw them all being happpyyyyy <3 <3.
(Amber is more a headcanon, but i see Kaeya lookin out for her even though he likes to tease her, they definitely care for each other ya know.)
BONUS : (maybe the weird grown up wants a hug too?)
fluff!!! little mentions to bakugou's past as a bully :/ but he's now very much in love with you <3
the best way to let bakugou katsuki know that you’re mad at him is by refusing to hold his hand.
handholding is one of bakugou’s all time favourite affections. although subtle, it’s grounding. he likes to know that you’re safe by holding you close to him, and he has the chance to pull you away from danger the moment it happens. also, to know that you trust him to keep you safe is another bonus.
he is destruction’s incarnate and it is from his hands that danger is initiated: hands that have threatened and bullied many- good and bad alike.
hands that have also pushed you into a corner when you were younger for defending a vulnerable midoriya from any more harm.
hands that have sparked explosions in your face during many school festivals as he sparked threats to match.
hands that gradually, but surely, learnt how to chase after you longingly.
after months- years of maturing and apologising for his stupidity, bakugou thinks he is the luckiest man in the world to be able to hold you with the same hands that sparked fear during his youth. he thinks he is the luckiest man in the world because you have trusted him to protect your heart in his very hands. similarly, you openly cherish his with your two palms and despite how it bleeds with love for you, you have never once let it break.
he also thinks he is unfortunate that you’re not compassionate enough to be against torturing him when he fucks up.
and the best way to show that you still have not forgiven him is by revoking his hand holding privileges.
bakugou hates it when there’s tension between you two and despises it even more when you have to pretend like nothing is wrong when in fact, everything is wrong. you’re mad at him for some shit he said last night and now you don’t want to hold his hand, let alone look at him, and he wants to crumble.
instead of finding a chance to talk, you both had to hang out with sero, kaminari, kirishima and mina as part of your obligatory monthly meetup and it was very obvious that something was off between you and bakugou.
when a merciless gust of wind hits, bakugou sees this as his moment to react. as goosebumps emerge on your exposed skin and you audibly shiver from the cold, it earns you a fair share of concerned looks.
“you okay, y/n?” kirishima asks and you nod, shrugging up your shoulders as a futile attempt to shield yourself from the frostbite. from the corner of your eye, your boyfriend is already shrugging off his jacket, keeping his sassy muttering to a minimum.
“just cold, thanks for asking,” you murmur, extending your palm to anyone in the group, “can someone hold my hand?”
bakugo immediately reaches for you, grumbling an ‘i’ll hold your hand’ but you retract from him with a dirty glare before he could even touch you. his jaw drops and his crimson eyes become windows to how betrayed he’s feeling, and even more so when you utter the next words:
“can someone else hold my hand?”
“but i’m your boyfriend?” he all but screams, earning a few snickers from your friends. they knew this dance all too well, sero and denki hissing ‘roasted’ at the blond.
mina’s the only one brave enough to challenge bakugou, “i’ll hold your hand, y/n!”
she’s almost successful too if it weren’t for small explosions stopping just in front of her face as bakugou glares at her with the ugliest (affectionately) expression you have ever seen. no one can resist laughing when he yells out a ‘touch y/n and you die, racoon eyes!’ before snatching your hand into his; his grip far too tight for you to even try and wrestle out of it.
“yeah, laugh all you want extras! at least i get to hold y/n’s hand, dipshits!”
“y/n’s got two hands though, can i hold your other one?” denki asks, feigning ignorance to the daggers bakugou was sending him and before you could giggle out a ‘sure!’, bakugou is lunging forward and shielding you from the electric blond.
“none of you are worthy, go away morons!”
your stomach is cramping at this point, your throat is begging for you to stop laughing, and your cheeks are so very sore that it hurts. your laughter has been mixed with the rest of the groups- with the exception of bakugou who is pouting with irritation laced deeply in his expression, but so long as he gets to see you smiling at him rather than frowning, he doesn’t really mind.
“whatever, laugh all you want,” he mutters before stuffing your hands into his pockets, where he can keep them warm. the remainder of the squad continues forward, knowing to leave you two alone.
his thumb is soothingly rubbing circles on the back of your hand as he shares his warmth with you. when bakugou katsuki meets your eyes, all the tension from last night dwindles away as he visibly relaxes, relieved that you’re at least allowing him to hold your hand again.
“we are okay, right?” he asks tentatively.
you shrug playfully, “i mean, i don’t really have any other choice than to say yes, do i?”
his next comment is quick, passive, but heavy in its meaning, “you do.”
you soften at his vulnerability, squeezing his hand before reassuring him that “we’re okay, katsuki, and we will be for a long time.”
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