hello love! i adore your writing and i was wondering if you could do fluffy headcannons of doing holiday things with bokuto, iwaizumi, and atsumu?? basically the whole, building snowmen, watching christmas movies, decorating, gift opening, cuddling n drinking hot choco,, etc etc. thank youu!!<3
Aawww This is so cute!! Sorry if I took a while, but I hope you enjoy!!!
Doing Holiday Things With Bokuto, Iwaizumi, and Atsumu
Bokuto:
Bokuto would still be just as much of a child on Christmas, even when he’s basically an adult.
The second he wakes up in December he’s already got the decorations out I-
Definitely seems like the type of person who goes all out with decorations.
Whether it be inside or outside, Bokuto uses everything he has to decorate.
And decorating with him is fun, he’s like a puppy running excitedly everywhere.
Building snowmen with him would be an interesting experience.
Boi would just forget to wear gloves.
And yea, the two of you may end up on the ground, snow everywhere on you, and both freezing cold, but is it worth it?
y e s.
Luckily, hot chocolate exists.
And it’s h o t.
And you guys are cold.
So it’s perfect.
I bet he puts too many marshmallows in his.
This child istg...
i don’t rlly care tho, i put too many in mine too hehee
Movies are a yes.
Will he cuddle you during them?
Yes.
Would I care?
Nope.
Is there a chance the two of you fall asleep?
Y e s .
Now, on Christmas Day, he is even more of a child.
He will wake up, and be 10x more excited than he was yesterday.
Yes, that does mean he will nag you to wake up if you’re not a morning person.
Oh my god, watching him open gifts is a gift in itself.
He’d be sooo excited for whatever’s in them.
It could be the dumbest, sappiest thng and he’d still love it.
damn it, why can’t it be december or october already.
10/10 Christmas you’ll feel like you’re 5 again.
Iwaizumi:
the least chaotic out of the two.
sddskdjskjds he still decorates, just not as much as the other two.
Iwa would definitely mom you into wearing gloves n jackets maybe one of his jackets
bet he’d build a lil snow godzilla.
if you get cold,bc snow is v e r y heccing cold, then hot chocolate
o r
hug.
istg, it’s 11:54, i have online school tomorrow,and i want a hug oh my god
anyways
Iwa looks like he’d buy the ✨f a n c y✨ hot chocolate
just like, the peppermint flavored ones, idk my mom used to get them.
ohmygod cUDDLING WITH HIM.
his arms
could hold you tight
and make you feel warm and loved.
imagine it’s softly snowing outside n the two of you are wrapped in a fuzzy blanket n you have hot chocolate and you’re just watching the snow fall.
god i’m so lonely in my room at 12 hehehe.
On Christmas, he’d wake you up calmly.
like with kisses.
then you two would just open presents.
maybe you’d be sitting in his lap.
he’S SO KIND.
idk hwy i had to say that...
but, Christmas with him is another 10/10.
Atsumu:
this boi would get almost as excited as bokuto.
Would he show it?
Maybe not as much.
Okay wait no on second thought Atsumu would be a child.
He’d put some snow on the back of your neck.
me and my brother have done that to each other, it’s v e r y cold and just makes your nerves go brrrrrrrr.
he’d gives you hugs and kisses after tho.
When the two of you watch movies, half of the time it’s just making dumb and funny comments.
i know when i first saw elf in 2019, all i remember is dying of laughter when he got hit by a taxi.
decorating?
if you’re shorter than him he would tease you about not being able to put up stuff on the tall parts of the tree.
then he’d just lift you up so you could put them on.
hot chocolate?
he would hold either your mug or the chocolate just out of reach.
e v e n t u a l l y, when you both have your cups filled, he becomes a cuddle monster.
Will not let go of you.
tbh i wouldn’t mind, i need affection,
Now on Christmas, he’d be a sweetheart about it.
like
he’d wake you up with sweet nothings, and just maybe spoil you a little.
iS THIS THE SAME PERSON??
I DID NOT WANT TO BE SOFT ABOUT ATSUMU AT ALMOST 1 AM.
BUT HERE WE ARE.
all in all, 10/10 Christmas.
I will work on matchups tomorrow and I hope to get some out!
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author’s note: hi guys!! this is angstvember piece for the @babythotshq brokenhearts club playlist collab ^^ i hope yall like it!! <3
genre: angst
warnings: death
word count: 2.9k words
The sun hung low in the vast amber sky as Oikawa clutched the bouquet of velvet red roses in his hand.
Today’s the day. Today’s the day I tell her I love her.
The sound of his footsteps echoed throughout the pristine white corridors, the smell of rubbing alcohol and disinfectant piercing mercilessly through his lungs. He’d visited you every day since you were admitted, and even then he still never got used to the smell. He couldn’t wait for you to leave this place.
It was your last day here after all.
You were finally going to be discharged.
He stopped right outside your door, bringing his hand up to knock a familiar rhythm. The same one you both had used when you were playing house when you were younger.
“Hey, it’s me,” he said, poking his head into the room.
“I was wondering what took you so long,” you smirked as you watched him close the door behind him. “What’s with all the flowers?” you asked, nodding at the bouquet in his hands.
“What, I can’t surprise my best friend with something nice every once in a while?”
You scoffed. “You’re only nice when you need something from me.”
Oikawa gasped dramatically. “Y/N! How could you be so cruel?” he whined. You let out a small laugh at his theatrics, and he smiled at the way the sound fell so smoothly from your lips. He’d always thought you were so effortlessly beautiful. Your laughter died down and you spared a glance at the clock hanging on the wall opposite your bed.
“Can’t wait to leave?” Oikawa asked. You smiled and shook your head. He was always so attentive to everything you did.
“This place isn’t as bad as you think it is, you know. I think you’re more eager for me to leave than I am,” you teased. Oikawa pouted and you gently poked the side of his cheek. You didn’t press very hard but he absentmindedly leaned against your finger, craving your physical touch.
“What’s the first thing you want to do when we get out of here?” he asked. A strange silence fell as you contemplated your best friend’s question. He watched as you cast your eyes down to your lap where you were picking at your fingers, a habit you had when you were nervous about something. Oikawa’s brows furrowed as he tried to figure out what could possibly be wrong.
“The park,” you spoke softly. Oikawa snapped out of his thoughts as a pang of nostalgia hit him square in the chest.
“I’d want to go to the park,” you said more confidently, lifting your head to meet his gaze. His heart skipped a beat hearing you say it again, the memories from your childhood coming back to him in an unrestrained flood.
“Close your eyes, Y/N!” Oikawa said, watching as you eagerly cupped your hands over your eyes.
“No peeking!” he called behind him before running off to the nearest rose bush. He scrutinised every flower before plucking the one he thought looked the most perfect. You deserved only the best from him, after all. Oikawa quickly returned to the middle of the gazebo where you stood, a new gift in hand.
“Okay, you can open your eyes now,” he said and watched as your orbs lit up with pure delight at the sight of your favourite flower.
“My sister says I’m too young to have a girlfriend but if I told her that if I ever had one… I’d…” Oikawa trailed off but he steeled himself to say it.
“I’d only want it to be you.”
For reasons you had yet to understand, your blood began to pump faster and your stomach started to flutter. Oikawa cheeks turned pink as he slowly extended the flower to you.
“P-promise me that when we grow up, you’ll be my girlfriend and that we’ll be together forever!” he exclaimed, leaving you too stunned to react. “Promise me!” he repeated more earnestly, shaking the rose with growing desperation.
The thought of spending the rest of your life with your best friend was everything you could have dreamed of. You didn’t need to wait for your Prince Charming like the princesses in all the fairytales you’d read.
You had already found him.
“I promise!” you squealed as you grabbed the rose from him to officially seal the deal. “Let’s live happily ever after, okay?” you grinned.
Oikawa’s grip on the bouquet tightened, the crinkling of the plastic wrap sucking him back into reality. He didn’t expect you to remember, let alone want to revisit the place where the pact had been made. His heart leapt into his throat. Wait… Could it be?
“Tooru, I need to tell you something—”
“Y/N, wait,” he cut you off. He wanted to be the first one to say it. He had to be. “Let me say something first. Please.”
Oikawa sucked in a breath, trying to summon the same courage he had mustered all those years ago. He thanked fate for giving him the perfect opportunity to bring it up; it was his intention to tell you by the end of the day anyway. The golden rays of the setting sun streamed softly through the window, bathing the room in a warm orange glow. How romantic.
It was now or never.
“I remember the total despair I felt after being told that you’d been in an accident. You were in a coma for weeks and I came to visit you every day, wondering if you were ever going to wake up. I never brought up the promise we made during our childhood because I didn’t know if you still felt the same way. But after I thought I lost you, the regret I felt far outweighed any other emotion I had. I hated myself for being a coward, because even the slightest possibility of having everything I ever wanted was stripped away from me.”
Oikawa brought the bouquet up, taking in a shaky breath to calm his racing heart. “I don’t want to live with regrets anymore, and I’m not going to leave here today without telling you how I truly feel,” he said, bringing his gaze up to look you in the eyes.
“I love you, Y/N. I’ve always loved you and I don’t want to take you for granted ever again. We’ve spent our entire lives together and I don’t want it to stop. You’re still the only one I want to be with and…” he trailed off, bracing himself as he finally said his thoughts out loud.
“I still want to spend forever with you.”
The following silence was agonising. Oikawa could hear his heart pounding in his ears as he waited for your answer. All his senses were on edge as he watched your every move. Until finally, a small smile crept onto your lips, causing Oikawa to visibly sigh with relief. You reached out to accept the roses, as well as his confession. Your fingers brushed against his and even that small touch was enough to send his heart into overdrive. He was so completely and utterly in love with you.
“I love you too, Tooru,” you smiled at him, and he felt about a thousand fireworks going off in his chest.
“But…”
Oikawa’s face fell and the fireworks fizzled out as quickly as they were lit.
‘But’? No no no, no ‘but’. Why ‘but’? Everything was going so well, w-why ‘but’?
“There’s something I need to tell you…” you admitted quietly. Your eyes flicked back up at the clock, the setting sun casting a shadow over the room. Oikawa followed your gaze across the room and suddenly, the clock seemed so much more menacing, slowly ticking away like a timebomb counting down to an impending doom.
“You’re right Tooru, I am leaving the hospital today. But I’m not just leaving the hospital… I’m leaving for good.” You finally turned to face him and for the first time that day, he saw you completely unmasked, the despair in your eyes strong and apparent.
“I’m dying, Tooru.”
Oikawa’s chest tightened, and it felt like the air was forced out of his lungs. Suddenly, it felt hard for him to breathe.
“D-dying? What do you mean you’re dying? How much time do you have left?!”
As if to give a cruel answer to his question, your monitor started beeping erratically, forcing your chest to rise and fall until you were practically gasping for air.
None.
“Y/N! Y/N, are you okay?!” Oikawa rushed to your bedside, grabbing your frail arms with his large hands. When did you become so thin? Although the sunlight was slowly fading, it was only now that he could see everything with such clarity. It was like he had been given a pair of brand new eyes.
Your face had sunken in, your skin was so much paler and you looked terribly ill. As if on cue, you began to cough, reaching beneath your blanket to reveal a red-stained cloth, the same sickly shade as the roses Oikawa had brought. His eyes widened in horror as you coughed heavily into the fabric, pulling it away to fresh splotches of thick, red blood. Oikawa didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t even react. He just stood there, rooted to the ground as he watched the love of his life slipping away in front of his very eyes.
“T-Tooru…”
Hearing you say his name in your now hoarse voice clicked something in his brain and he shook himself out of his daze. Oikawa rushed to the doorway to call for help, screaming for someone to rescue his dying friend, but no one was there to listen.
Oikawa panicked and quickly descended into a frenzy. He desperately tried to pour you a glass of water even though his hands were shaking. This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. He frantically tried to get you to drink the water, but all you did was cough it back up. That was when reality finally settled in.
And he completely lost it.
“Please Y/N, please don’t leave me like this! You have to stay so I can finally love you! So we can finally be together and I can finally call you mine! I still have to kiss you, we still have to go on our first date. I… I still want to marry you, to grow old together with you. I still want to journey through life with you, all the way from the beginning to the end. We’re supposed to write our love story together, remember?” he wailed.
“What’s going to happen to our happily ever after?”
You smiled sadly at him, trying to suppress the coughs that threatened to rip through your throat. You raised your hand weakly and brought it up to cup the side of his face, using your thumb to tenderly stroke his cheek. Oikawa’s eyes began to well up at your sudden affection, the type that he’d always wanted with you, the type that he’d never be able to receive again. He leaned into your touch as tears began to blur his vision.
“Tooru, listen to me,” you spoke quietly. You were always so gentle, so tender and loving.
“I have loved you for as long as I can remember. I remember when you carried me when I scraped my knee at the playground, how you used your favourite alien-patterned plaster to cover it, and then bought me ice cream to cheer me up.”
“I remember when my date ditched me at prom and you found me sulking at the corner of the hall.” You let your hand fall to where he was tightly gripping the rails of your hospital bed and laid your hand gently over his. You felt him relax against your touch, turning his hand upwards and interlacing your fingers with his.
“I remember you asking me to dance, holding my hand in yours as we slow-danced the night away,” you squeezed his hand, smiling as the feeling reminded you of how his hands had felt on you that very night.
“I remember every single moment with you, Tooru. How you held me up when I was crumbling, and promised me that you’d always be there for me. And you were. Because I remember when I woke up from my coma to find you asleep on the side of my bed, tired from staying up and waiting for me to come to. I remember how you hugged me and cried because you almost lost me. I remember how you made me promise not to do that to you again.” Your resolve began to crumble together with your depleting strength as you choked out the next few words.
“I’m sorry that I have to break that promise. Because this time, you’re going to lose me for good.”
Oikawa’s lips trembled as he shook his head in denial, his breathing ragged as hot tears poured from his eyes. Without another word, he leaned down towards you and closed his eyes, gently pressing his lips against yours. It was wet and sloppy, but still as sweet as he’d always imagined it to be. You broke the kiss and held his face in both of your hands.
“I’m sorry I have to say goodbye, Tooru,” you apologised, tasting the saltiness of your tears as they slipped between your lips.
“Don’t. Please,” Oikawa whispered in anguish. “Please don’t say goodbye.”
The wetness from his eyes began to fall onto your cheeks, mixing together with your tears in a concoction of pure sorrow. Your monitor began to beep faster, an incessant reminder of your limited time left together. Frustration began to roil within him.
“We were so close, Y/N,” his lips trembled as he cried. “We were so close to being in love.”
Your eyes welled up with more emotion as the truth of his words pierced right through your heart.
“I know Tooru, I know. But I know you’re going to find someone else one day, and they’re going to give you all the happiness you deserve. All the happiness that I couldn’t give to you. And when you find them, love them with all your heart, okay? Love them like you would have loved me.”
The monitor let out another blaring noise as your pulse began to plummet and the colour drained from your already paper-white face. Oikawa heard footsteps sounding in the hallway, indicating that help — albeit futile — was finally going to arrive.
Oikawa cupped your face as he poured out every emotion into one final kiss. The love for you that he’d harboured for years, the joy and nostalgia from reminiscing your childhood memories, and the grief of having your romance stripped away, all in a single moment.
Oikawa parted from your lips and proceeded to kiss your forehead. Then your cheek. Then your nose. Then back to your lips again. All of the years he’d spent with you he had taken for granted. And since he’d never have the chance to do it again, he might as well do everything he can to write your romance in these last few moments.
“I love you, Y/N. Always have, always will,” Oikawa sobbed.
You smiled and pressed the bouquet he’d bought into his chest, using the rest of your strength to reach up and get one last taste of his sweet lips on yours. You finally reclined back on the bed, smiling forlornly as the nurses and doctors began to rush in.
“I love you too Tooru, and I’ll always be with you. Until we meet again, my love.”
You smiled and gently squeezed his hand, right before your monitor flatlined. Oikawa choked on a sob before he stood and gave way to the hospital staff. They hurriedly tended to you but deep down, he knew you were gone. And this time, you were gone for good.
Oikawa clutched the bouquet in his hands as he left the room. His eyes were trained on the ground as he walked out of the cursed hospital, towards the place that held so much meaning between you two. The place that had first sparked your love.
Pavement slowly gave way to grass and before he knew it, he was standing before the white gazebo, the same one you said you wanted to visit one last time before you left. Oikawa walked up to the centre of the platform, gently laying the bouquet on the ground where you once stood all those years ago.
“I’ll love you forever, Y/N. You’ll always be my one true love.”
Silence was the only response he got, save for the rustling of leaves on that cold, desolate night. The sun had already set, and with it it took away the warmth and any embers of your unfulfilled romance. Inhaling sharply, he turned around and walked away, leaving the roses and all the empty promises they held behind.
Oikawa came to realise that life was no fairytale, and that ‘happily ever after’s with your true love didn’t exist. You could be so close to romance, yet have it ripped out of your grasp in the next second, before you could fully reach it. He cursed fate for mocking him, for giving him a taste of love before taking it all away forever. Oikawa chuckled cynically as he finally accepted how brutal reality truly was.
Today at my school we had an assembly about internet predators and when I had said that most of my true friends are over the internet and they gave me a lecture about how “I don’t know who I’m talking to” blah blah. So please, if you aren’t a predator in any way, please reblog so i can prove a point.
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You all have helped me through some of the hardest things in my life! And I feel like I’d get along so well with you, @mtttme ! I wanna meet you all in real life!
I literally met my best friend (@hxwks-gf) on here, at first we both joked like “okay we’re friends now.” And I went on a rant about some awful nonsense that happened to me in real life because I had no one to talk to in real life and she was there for me. Lo-and-behold we found out we lived like 20 minutes away from eachother. I called my mom crying in excitement and she gave me the ye’old lecture we all hear and turns out SHE WASNT A FUCKING PREDETOR AND NOW WE’RE BESTIES.
She was there for me.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m about to be 25. Like yeah I’m an adult, I’ve been around the block. I get where our parents were coming from, I do, we all do. However, it’s pretty obvious they weren’t 100% correct and sometimes someone over the internet can be there for you more than people can in real life.
omg i love this!! i actually used either my real name or nickname because i got no results on my real name for the last two but i got one and ONLY ONE COLOR SCHEME during the gown. i didn’t know yellow was my vibe until i looked this up😚😚 thanks sleepy aaa this is so cool and aesthetic 💞💞
tagging: @kuroolongtea @katsukozume @pigassaulty @annbulance @lyssors @basketofgoldie @liliannyah and those who wants to join!!
Tag Game: haikyuu questions for my friends, also friends, feel free to tag people you’d like to see doing this (by @/billcyp-her)
oooh this is so fun. @kaitycole, ty for the tag ilu ilu!
favorite team. seijoh
favorite libero. noya
setters or captains. setters
futakuchi or shirabu for salt. tsukki futakuchi
favorite karasuno member. <3 daichi <3
favorite seijoh member. fuck ah, hm, iwaizumi
favorite shiratorizawa member. tendou!!
favorite johzenji member. gonna say teru, but it’s highkey misaki
favorite nekoma member. kuroo
favorite fukurodani member. bokuto
favorite date tech member. lol koganegawa
favorite inarizaki member. sweet bb kita
favorite character. the way you want to ask this, i mean its exactly like making a mother to pick her favorite ch–– iwaizumi.
favorite squad. seijoh ~four~
tagging; @hidden-otaku-stuff @alexwritesfluff @meilky @smutbardpeach @tsukkaria @tsukkisbean @newfriendjen and whoever wants to pls do!!
favorite seijoh member — oikawa, but i do be swervin’ into iwa’s lane
favorite shiratorizawa member — *sigh* ushijima
favorite johzenji member — terushima (it’s def the piercings)
favorite nekoma member — kuroo,,, need i say more
favorite fukurodani member — bokuto
favorite date tech member — ngl i don’t rly have one ksdlnljdksn
favorite inarizaki member — osamu
favorite character — m-my,, boyfriend,, kuroo,,,
favorite squad — noya x tanaka chaotic duo or seijoh third years! not this whole thread being hoes for seijoh third years skdjnlaskfjdn
tagging: anyone who’d like to do this, and also @deadontheinsidebut @kenmakodzu @millie-mint @bluberryparfait @emsvegetables @prettysetterplaylist @yuueisteria
YOUR INSECURITIES BASED ON THE HQ CHARACTERS YOU LIKE
— 𝐀𝐎𝐁𝐀 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐒𝐀𝐈
author’s note: hello everyone!! here’s my insecurities post for the seijoh boys :) you can find karasuno’s one here! nekoma is up next ^^ let me know if you related to these!! enjoy :D
𝐎𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀
you’re extremely insecure. there’s always that one person you compare yourself to, and no matter how hard you try, they’ll always be better than you. you’re probably a blatant perfectionist with very high expectations of yourself. you force yourself to meet them, because you’ll hate yourself if you don’t. this means that you end up burning out a lot. you’re never fully satisfied with your performance and you always find faults with yourself. you are your worst critic and your own biggest enemy.
𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈
you know you’re competent and you know you can succeed. so when you don’t, the doubts consume you and all you can think of is how much of a failure you are. if you were so good, why couldn’t you do it? if you say you can succeed, why the hell don’t your actions prove it? in the end it’s all about the results, and clearly, yours don’t show anything. maybe you weren’t as good as you thought you were. or maybe, you just weren’t any good to begin with.
𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐊𝐈
you are the least popular person in your friend group. compared to them, you think you are the least attractive, the least talented, and the one everyone else can do fine without. you try to make yourself stand out with humour, but you know you’ll never be as wanted as the rest. you hang out with them, but you don’t really feel like you belong. you hate that others are naturally wanted while you have to actually put in effort to be. you wish life wasn’t so unfair.
𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐍
you hate vulnerability. you don’t tell anyone about your problems, and you always deal with it on your own. you act nonchalent in front of others, saying it’s nothing when they ask you what’s wrong. but when you’re alone, you feel everything, and it’s always so raw and so painful. you hate the feeling of hurting, so you distract yourself and pretend your problems don’t exist. you’re always running away, because you’d rather live in ignorant bliss.
𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈
you have trust issues because someone has broken your trust before. you are a pessimist, skeptical, and you don’t believe that people can change. you hold grudges against those who did you wrong and you want to erase them from your memory. but sometimes, you still think about how they betrayed you, how they walked out on you and made you feel like nothing. you hate that they’ll forever leave a mark on your life. because of them, you’ll never be the same again.
𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐈
sometimes, you wonder if people hate you. they’re always telling you ways you can be better, telling you who you can be. you act like you don’t care, but deep down, you know that you do. you see people whispering, and you can’t help but wonder if they’re gossiping about you. you hate society’s standards and you suffocate under them, but you still want people to like you. you just wish you could be accepted for who you are. you just want to be free.
𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈
you cannot control your anger. you tend to lash out when you’re mad and say things that you don’t really mean. as a result, many people avoid you and you’re left all alone. you want to control yourself, but in the heat of the moment you’re blinded by rage and lose all sense of rationality. but no one realises it’s because you harbour a lot of hurt, and one spark ignites the whole fire. you wish people could understand. you wish they wanted to be around you.
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May I have a bnha matchup? I’m 5’3 black chubby/ curvy pansexual girl.I like singing,dancing,and watching horror movies .i have a sketchbook .I’m hyper ,loud,carefree,hardheaded but I’m lazy a the same time .And I’m kinda childlike when happy .I kind talk a lot but I struggle with confidence .And tend to think I’m annoying.I’m afraid of the dark.I’m sweet but do have a short temper and with that I have a smart mouth. I have anxiety when I get anxious I scratch my skin or turn mean and cold
djksjdks sorry this took so long i’ve been brain dead for these past moths
n e ways!
I match you with....
Denki Kaminari
okay after thinking long and hard about it i have come to the conclusion that denki fits best.
to me denki seems like he’d be surprisingly good at singing, so I can see karaoke dates being a thing.
denki would v i b e with your hyper care-freeness!
he’d also be able to give you more confidence on anything that you’re struggling with.
i see denki as a really caring guy deep down so just trust me on this
afraid of the dark? no problem! mans will hold your hand the entire time.
if you ever get short-tempered with him, he’d be able to help you relax.
he hangs out with bakugo so likee
when you get anxious, denki would stop whatever he’s doing to make sure you’re okay.
and by that i mean take you into his arms and hold you.
he’d also hold your hands so you don’t scratch yourself.
it’s helpful to me when i feel like scratching to keep your hands away from you or distract yourself from it :)
