* ੈ✩‧₊* You Fell First, But Bakugo Katsuki Fell Harder

you're the only one that can tame diluc's anger. reader is called 'lady' but other than that no pronouns are mentioned, fluff, diluc being a softie in this, 1.2k wc.

your husband is notorious for being the stoic, level-headed character that he is. unperturbed by all things so long as mondstadt was safe and at peace, and when the city had someone as diligent as diluc protecting it, there was virtually nothing that ever made him falter. as much as you love and adore his rationality and straightforwardness, there was nothing that you hated more than his unwillingness to compromise in an argument.

his bullheadedness caused you to storm out of the manor, trek through the expansive fields of the winery in order to reach mondstadt. there, you calmed yourself down with a quick bite from good hunter before heading to the library because a quick rant to lisa would generally soothe the anger you felt. 

however, your original plans of returning to the winery changed when a book that was recently returned caught your eye. noticing your fleeting glance, the electro-user recommends it, detailing its popularity and captivating storyline.

when lisa feels so passionate about something, how could you not be curious? she rarely gets a sentence out without a yawn nowadays so to hear her speak animatedly about a book is bound to get your attention.

without a second thought, you postpone your plans of returning home and find a comfortable couch to sit on before reading.

you must have spent longer than planned, and a favonius soldier barging through the library doors indicates as such, whose expression so panicked you would have thought there was a hillichurl invasion. he takes a quick scan of the room and relief floods his posture when his eyes land on you.

“lady y/n, you must come with me this instant,” the soldier demands after a quick salute.

“what is the issue?” you ask, undeniably curious.

“master diluc is searching for you and i fear that he is very angry. not even barbara can calm him, some of flora’s flowers have been singed, and he might burn down monstadt next, please come with me before it’s too late!”

you know that the soldier is merely exaggerating because as long as you were in mondstadt, diluc would never dare harm the city. moreover, he would never dare lay a finger on the city he loves, but his anger is nothing to take lightly, and you understand the knight’s fear.

although, you really don’t want to meet your husband.

“fine, i suppose i can classify this matter as urgent,” you sigh. “lisa, could you please let me borrow this book? i’ll return it in two weeks.”

“not a problem dear. better run along now before your husband supposedly burns down the city,” the librarian waves her hand, beckoning you to go, so you do.

the knight leads you to the whereabouts of angel’s share and before you could even turn the corner, you hear a mix of kaeya and diluc’s voices.

“i don’t know where y/n is, which is why i have my knights running around to find-” exclaims the calvary captain, beginning to sound perplexed at his brother’s uncharacteristic display of irrationality and franticness. 

observing the scene, you see your husband right in kaeya’s face and suddenly you understand why the knight who brought you here was so frightened. the air had risen significantly in temperature and if you were a moment too late, he actually might have drawn out his claymore.

his red eyes glance behind the navy-haired to see you and in the blink of an eye, the red-haired pushes past the knights before storming down the street, right towards you. 

“where have you been?” diluc asks, stopping only two feet before you. the deep frown on his face is evident of his displeasure, but the concern swimming in his eyes tell you that you don’t need to be scared.

“i was reading in the library,” you gesture to the book you were holding. “enjoying a peaceful afternoon until i got word that you were creating a ruckus.”

the winery owner visibly relaxes, tension flooding from his shoulders whilst a gloved hand runs through his hair, causing his bangs to fall messily in front of his eyes. “let’s talk about this at home,” he states, tone returning to normal as he takes your book from your hand, his vacant hand finding yours. diluc’s grip is tight and unrelenting, leaving no room for you to slip away as he turns to apologise to the knights of favonius.

then, the two of you leave through the main gates. 

“are you still upset?” your husband asks and you squeeze his hand.

“a little,” you murmur before a small laugh escapes your lips, “but i wish you would have seen how terrified that knight was when he found me. it entertained me quite a bit, guess a thank you is in order for that.”

diluc doesn’t say anything but the guilt dripping from him is practically tangible, pooling around your feet and reminding you of the unpleasant argument you had earlier. as the sun begins to dip below the horizon and the sky turns a calming shade of orange, you realise just how long you spent away from him. no wonder why he was so frantic about finding you. 

“the next time you storm out of the winery, can you at least let me know where you are going?”

you laugh at his proposition, unsure of how to respond but he stops. you’re forced to stop too when his unwavering grip makes you turn and look in the ruby eyes that set ablaze in the gold of the setting sun. diluc’s beauty is truly undeniable, and it’s moment like these that make you feel a little jealous that he was graced with such a gift. 

“i’m serious, y/n, you worried me to end when you didn’t return after three hours. i thought something might have happened to you.” his gaze falls downward with his soft confession. “your safety is the most important thing to me, even when things between us are rocky, because- well, you know…”

your heart tightens and the step you take closer to him is instinctual, letting go of his hand to hold his face instead. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to worry you.”

“no, you have nothing to apologise for, it was my fault for being so unbearable in the first place,” the red-haired shakes his head, his hands finding a home on your waist. “i’m sorry too.”

“i forgive you,” you hover a kiss over his nose, causing it to scrunch at the sensation. when you lean back, the softness in his eyes and smile is unmatched and you’re grateful that you’re the only one with the luxury of seeing him as such. the only person he’s let into his kingdom of concrete walls is you, gifting you a more vulnerable side of him that the rest of the world has not seen in years. 

“i love you,” you murmur and diluc hums, tapping your waist three times in response. “oh but diluc, you must tell me how worried you were over me, i think i deserve to know.” 

the red-haired rolls his eyes before dragging you down the hilly path back home. you are perhaps the only one in mondstadt who could perplex him to no end, but that is just another testament of the love he holds for you. 

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. . .love that is driven by the head, not the heart.

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wc: 2,238 | oikawa tōru x f!reader

—fluff ; tw: marriage, mentions of divorce, mentions of babies(?) + guess what ending won? + enjoy my loves, and do request what kind of scenarios you want to see this y/n and tooru. their future? life like after?

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It’s been a year since you and Tooru have seen each other.

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A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad

caretaker [kuroo tetsurō]

warnings: mentions of food and poor eating habits, not proofread :/

“did you eat and sleep today?”

you turn your head to face your boyfriend, kuroo , from where your head lays in his lap. moments ago he was tickling you and teasing you about an embarrassing video of you from high school but now the topic has changed once he saw you yawn. once.

it’s silent for a good moment before you answer, “i-uh yeah i did.”

he cocks his head to the side, sitting back slightly before leaning in towards you. “yeah? you did?”

you turn into his stomach, nodding. “mmhm.”

“why aren’t you looking at me then?” his voice is lower and his hand gently pulls back your face so he can see you. his hazel eyes follow your gaze, and you can tell he’s not happy.

you sigh, sitting up. almost as if on cue your stomach growls, further confirming kuroo’s curiosity. your heart starts racing at how quiet he is.

kuroo sighs threading his hands through your hair. “you have to make sure you’re getting enough food and rest, okay? you’ve been tired a lot recently. been so mean and cranky, i just want my baby back.” he says, pinching your side playfully.

wrapping your arms around him, you nuzzle your face in his neck. “i just…i got caught up working it wasn’t really a thought…i know it isn’t an excuse but i swear i’m not doing it on purpose…” you explain, looking at your hands. “i’m sorry tets.” your eyes water at the thought of making him upset.

kuroo’s eyes flash over with worry, knowing what you meant. he can always tell even without words how you’re feeling. he kisses your forehead before tapping your thigh. “hey. look at me.”

you look up.

he smiles before gently holding your face in his hands. “‘m never disappointed in you. i don’t want you to think that. i’m always going to be proud of you. just know that i’m looking out for you at the same time. okay?”

“okay.” you hum.

“good.” he gestures for you to move off his lap and you follow. his tall figure stands up but what you aren’t expecting for him to do is pick you up bridal style.

“t-tetsu?! i-where are we going?” you yawn again, clutching tighter onto his shoulders.

he readjusts his hold on you in his arms. “i’m cooking you food and then we are going to take a nap together.”

you don’t bother arguing with him, letting him hold you while he cooks. after eating you curl up with him, falling fast asleep due to exhaustion.

kuroo only smiles at you and tucks you further in the covers, never letting you go before he falls asleep as well.

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[7:34 pm] - Suna Rintarou

cw: reader is referred to as ‘my baby’

There were many things that you could be thankful for. 

But unlike most days, today was not one of those many. In fact today, your heart of gratitude was close to none as you stood almost nearly freezing during the coldest of winters waiting for your date, Suna Rintarou. 

Did you like him? Most definitely so. He was attractive and witty, emotionally perceptive, and was simply… and truth be told, was someone you were able to see of something more — a future, a dream, a life? Or maybe something in between them all…

Suna Rintarou had crept into your heart unannounced and steadily, causing your heart to beat just a bit louder than normal, your hands to tremble just a bit more than usual, and your ears to rings of his gentle voice whenever you heard him call your name… for your heart to long just a bit more of him.

But did you feel confident in pursuing something more?

No.

Suna Rintarou, the man living a life much different than yours… he simply felt a bit too perfect for someone like you to have. You saw the second glances, and you even got to see some people approaching him while he went off to the restroom, you saw the fame that he’s accumulated, and you saw how nonchalant he was, but yet never boasting about it as if he’s become used to this attention. 

He just simply smiled, and always looked into your eyes… as if somehow you were the only one that he saw, and the only being that he willingly chose to see — his sharp, greenish yellow orbs that could pierce through any soul, and even through the wall, the absolute barricade that you placed before him… he still managed to rummage through and claim your heart, as if there was no other thief in the night. 

But yet he held another woman’s scent… all the time.

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Definitely Bakugou

Katsuki was sleeping on the couch with his headset on after playing with Kirishima and the other boys, “Baby, hey, bubs I’m heading out.” He hummed with his eyes closed “Huh?” “I’m heading out real quick okay? I love you.” You kissed his cheek before grabbing your keys. “You want me to grab your shoes?” His voice sounding gruff “No baby, I’m okay thank you.” “Here.” You turned around to see him holding his wallet out to you, you giggled. “Katsu, no it’s okay baby.” You began to walk out the living room “Babe, what time is it?” He said as he rubbed his eyes, “It’s past ten baby.” “Okay…. What? Wait,wait,wait. TEN?!?” You started to laugh as he quickly took off his headset , Katsuki got up and immediately put on his slides next to the couch and his hoodie that he took off. “No, no, no baby, It’s okay! I’ll be fine.” “Yeah, no baby I’m not letting you go out this late, fuck that.” He grabbed his phone before walking with you. “Katsu, I promise I’ll be quick.” “Nah babe, I’m going with you.” He grabbed your hand before walking out the front door, “Katsuki! Please you don’t have to come with me.” “No I don’t care, I ain’t trying to have you killed or shit by these fuckers out here.” You started to laugh as he closed the front door and grabbed your hand again walking to your car, “You never know what could happen this fucking late babe.” “Baby, I done it before and came back fine.” “That’s the last fucking time you ever go out this late without me.” He grabbed your keys to start the car and drive to the store with you.

He bought everything btw

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓…

SLEEPY N CLINGY SUNA ☆★ !!

this headcanon has been engraved into my mind n wanted to write abt it. his birthday was the 25th n i missed it i had to post this

he plops down on you, face immediately resting on your chest, damp hair from his shower tickling your throat. he picks up your hand laying at your side and lazily plays with your fingers. “tired?”

“‘m exhausted,” he mumbles out, “jus’ wanna sleep in your arms.” eyes drooping even more. you knead his sore biceps, a groan escaping his mouth. suna wraps his arms around you midsection, moving his body up yours to rest his head on your shoulder, his nose deep into your neck. you wrap your arms around his broad shoulders. you both stayed in the quiet atmosphere, rubbing his back. at one point he was so still you thought he was asleep and tried to get up to go to the bathroom, only for him to tighten his grip around your waist.

“where you going? don’t leave.” he mumbled. how could you say no to that? you both stayed like that a little while before the both of you fell asleep, embracing each other.

it's you — oikawa tooru

pairing: oikawa x f!reader

genre: fluff , mutual pining

a/n: this is kinda messy lol whoops. i just poured my thoughts into this :') anyway mutual pining stans make some noise. very cheesy and cliche and u know what it's okay. sometimes we all need a little cliche romance

oikawa knew he was in love with you.

he knew it since the first day he saw you, and it hit him like a truck. he knew the second your eyes shined back at him, and it was as if he could hear windchimes all around him. that day that he had run into you in an empty, eerily quiet hallway at the school after his practice, he vowed to himself that he would be with you one day.

he realized it again a couple weeks later, when it was halloween and he had finally convinced you to walk home with him for the first time. you barely spoke, your eyes a little more clouded this time, your mind was definitely running at a million miles an hour. but he watched as two little kids ran down the street beside you, already in costumes, before one slipped and fell. oikawa's palms turned sweaty as he watched you selflessly help the clumsier of the two get herself together and pick up all the candy she dropped. he wasn't oblivious to the way that you forced a smile to make yourself more approachable to the little girl.

two months later, he knew he was absolutely smitten the day that he held you while you cried, and the only thought that crossed his mind was to protect you. the rest of the world didn't matter, the fact that he was late to his practice didn't matter. all he knew was he wanted to be your rock and hold you and make sure you never felt alone again. (he was sure he would have to pick a fight with your teachers for stressing you out so much over midterms—luckily iwaizumi stopped him before his thoughts became reality.)

christmas finally rolled around. oikawa decided to do something about his emotions that were practically ready to burst. but he couldn't. he abandoned the roses he bought for you, and they shriveled on his nightstand. he didn't visit you in the romantic way that he planned, but came to you as a friend once again. despite the heat of your face, the shake of your hands, and the fact that he knew you got nervous around him, he still doubted your feelings. oikawa was an idiot, really, and he was self aware at this point.

school resumed, the sakura trees bloomed again, and your relationship remained dormant. you both weaved your way around each other, close friends yet also complete strangers. it was almost painful, the way neither of you could admit to your feelings. oikawa's fans became less overwhelming, a vast majority backing off as they realized his heart was occupied. he still choked up every time he laid his eyes on you, completely infatuated in every way. he wasn't blind to the way your breath stuttered whenever he tapped your shoulder or flashed a grin in your direction, either. in fact, your cute reactions kept him going.

at this point, oikawa was sure he was leading you on. he didn't mean to, but he wasn't sure if he could even be in a relationship with someone as beautiful as you. oikawa was insecure, much less confident and much more shy than he chose to admit. he was so afraid of failing you as a boyfriend, but he knew his insistent flirting without any obvious goal was probably hurting you even worse.

oikawa's heart ached. he could no longer handle looking at you without calling you his. every night without you in his arms became increasingly longer, he twisted and turned and ruined his meticulously made bed as you plagued his thoughts. he was sure you felt the same, and that's what hurt him the most. he wasn't able to act on his feelings. that night, he dreamt of holding you once again.

on the last day of school, you both strolled home together once again. today was the same as every other day. leave the school, take a left, walk two blocks to arrive at your house first, but the tension around you both held a different story. you chatted the same, no awkwardness laced into your conversations, but the atmosphere was new.

his eyes softened as you leaned down to pet a cat again. it had become part of your routine, but today you turned around and looked at him as you lifted the small animal. "look how cute he is," you cooed. oikawa really did not care about the cat, though. his body moved without receiving any signals from his brain, hand finding its way to your cheek.

the cat had jumped out of your grasp, leaving the two of you in the shade of a tree as oikawa gazed at you longingly, lovingly. his thumb moved its way from your soft cheek to your bottom lip as he glanced up into your eyes, silently asking for approval. the moment you nodded, oikawa was quick to lean down and place his soft lips against yours.

he hummed as he tasted strawberry, probably from the cute package of chapsticks he gifted you for your birthday. his heart practically exploded when he felt one of your hands rest on top of his, specifically the one on your cheek. a giggle left his mouth as he pulled back before diving back in, unable to get enough of you. you could feel the love in every touch, oikawa was utterly enamored by you.

maybe oikawa didn't need to confess after all.

It's Shoji but I drew him all fashionistaaa style uwu - Mars Marks

HAIKYUU BOYS AND THE ONE BED TROPE

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#Genre: Fluff 

#Includes: Sakusa, Atsumu

#Description: What happens when you and the boys find yourself in a predicament with there only being one bed. Who will let you share and who will make you sleep on the floor? Nah I’m playing neither make you sleep on the floor…or do they.

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SAKUSA

You swore the world was out to get you today. Not only had you spilled hot coffee on yourself this morning which led you to almost miss the bus, you also happened to stub your toe not once but twice! So, as you stood at the threshold of your hotel room which happened to also be Sakusa’s you wondered what you had done to receive this fate. It’s not that you dislike Sakusa, it’s quite the opposite, you rather enjoy his company, it’s that you’re aware of Sakusa’s preferences and know he would feel rather uncomfortable sharing a room with someone he isn’t that close with. You had only recently become a manager for MSBY and while you felt you quickly connected with the other boys, Sakusa remained distant, but you were okay with that, you didn’t mind working a bit harder to make him feel comfortable with you.

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