Beware of my intrusive thoughts they do be cringe sometimes.
I swear I’m a nice person just hard to show on the outside hehe.
Honestly, I don’t really make friends online as I just push myself away after a while but I’m trying to change that and become more approachable so if you find me interesting feel free to Dm.<33
Masterlist: not much yet
Currently on a pause. I feel it in me to write, but idk if just made up stories of made up characters or fanfics with anime characters. I might start another blog for random stories and keep this too.
Also you can request. I’ll try to do it if its haikyuu or bsd:)
Suna Rinatrou
Back home [fluff]
Bakugou Katsuki
A gentle morning [fluff]
Multiple characters
Sleepy [fluff]
Other
Finally [link is not working idk why]
Here! A cute kitty for reading this<3
My sideblog @fallen010angel is used for reblogs<3
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Okay so for the past few weeks I wasn’t really active on Tumblr as school started and it’s my last year, and I have less time to engage in anything else honestly.
I have a lot of stories in my head (and Notes) that I want to write, but it might take longer.
Just wanted to give a heads up so have a nice day or night!<33
Your head lies on his soft chest, lightheaded as your mind drifts between reality and dreamland.
A few hours ago, he laid down on your bed, playing video games with his friends. You soon, after a warm shower, joined him, lying on top of him. Since then, you didn’t really move, being comfortable, becoming sleepier with every passing second.
Now, you’re bathing in his scent, coming from his hoodie—which is of course yours too—, and from him too. It smells like home. It calms you.
You are listening to his heartbeat and those occasional comments he makes about the game or the others. There are some funny ones. They make you laugh as you draw circles on his arm. With every circle, your pace slows, then fully stops for a second as you yawn.
“You sleepy, babe?” He asks with a tender voice.
“Mhm.” You reply, nuzzling closer to him, if that’s even possible.
“You know you can fall asleep, right? You don’t have to stay awake, we will be playing for another hour at least.”
“But I want to be with you.” You mumble, barely coherent.
“I’ll be here all night long and in the morning.” Then there is a pause. “And all day too; we live together, my love.”
“I know, but-“ You start.
“No buts, go to sleep.” He interrupts, leaving no room for argument.
Some time passes before another round ends. You are barely awake by now, holding onto that small ounce of energy you have left.
Then you feel as he slowly starts playing with your silky hair. He makes the most of the time between two rounds.
It feels nice. Comforting.
Slowly, you fall deeper and deeper into the realm of dreams. By the start of the next round, you are sound asleep in your boyfriend’s arms.
Haikyuu Suga, Tanaka, Noya, Kageyama, Yamaguchi, Tsukki, Kuroo, Kenma, Yaku, Lev, Atsumu, Osamu, Sunarin, Kita (when the boys pursue him lol) Blue lock Bachira, Isagi, Kunigami, Nagi, Reo, Sae MHA Bakugou, Deku, Shoto, Kirishima, Kaminari JJK Yuji, Megumi, Yuta + your favs<3
These are the characters that I see fit for my story. Ofc this is my opinion only. I did not watch all the animes to know them well, so some are based on vibes, only.
Warnings: nothing serious, a few kisses, use of petnames (pretty eyes, sweetheart, love)
Synopsis: starting the day with your boyfriend is the best thing in the world, especially after an exhausting day.
Reblogs, likes, critiques appreciated<3
A/n: might be ooc for some people, honestly this is how i imagine soft Katsuki. Bro knows how to fluster us.
The morning light seeps through the curtains, brightening your dim bedroom, casting a warm glow over your faces. The awakening city is barely heard from the height of your apartment. Today will be a calm day. A stark contrast to the previous rainy one.
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Yesterday was a tiring day for both you and Katsuki. It was raining heavily the whole afternoon, worsening your mood. You reach your home together, drained, exhausted, just wanting to cuddle up in your warm bed. You take off your soaked shoes and coats. “I’ll make some toast, go take a shower.” He says softly, leaving a small kiss on your temple.
You leave your clothes in the bedroom before you step into the shower. Your muscles loosen as the warm water reaches your skin. When you finish, you put on your pajamas, the soft material feels nice on your skin.
Entering the kitchen, you hug Katsu as he does the finishing touches. “You should take a shower too, Kats.” “I will, but first, sit and eat, love.” You do as he says, eating in silence until, you hum in delight. “It’s really good.” Confused, he replies. “It’s just toast.” "I know, but you made it." You say, smiling. He smiles too, shaking his head before he goes to take a shower.
You start washing the dishes when you hear the bathroom door close, expecting to wrap it up by the time he comes out. Surprisingly, you finish and even have some time to settle in bed just as the water stops running in the bathroom.
You hear some rustling coming from there, before the door opens, revealing the cutest—and mind you hottest—form of Katsuki. Your eyes trail down his body as you take him in from head to toe. Droplets of water falling from his damp hair, his cute pout showing, a cue to missing your warmth. No shirt on, only in his black sweatpants, you get lost in your—not-so-innocent—thoughts. You snap back to reality as he climbs under the covers, positioning himself beside you.
You exchange whispered good nights and i love yous as you finally get into a cozy position.
Your back to his chest, his head in the crook of your neck. One of his hands under your head, the other around your body, pulling you closer to his body. Your breathing slows to a steady pace as you fall into a deep slumber.
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The rain stopped in the early hours of the day, bringing a clean atmosphere with it. You and Katsuki both slept peacefully all night long in each other’s embrace.
You stirred first. Not even opening your eyes yet, just savoring the moment. The warm sunlight on your skin, the fresh air from last night’s rain, the way Katsu’s hair tickles your neck, and how his breathing leaves behind a warm, kiss-like sensation.
You slowly open your eyes, taking in the surroundings. Your clothes on the chair, just like you left them yesterday. Too tired to put them in the laundry after such a long day. Your phone, wallet and keys on your nightstand, things you forgot to put away. Lastly, your eyes land on the open window and its thin curtains, covering your little bubble from the world. The light blinds you a little, but who cares.
It’s part of a perfect Saturday morning.
You stretch your limbs like a cat—still jealous of their skills—when you turn around in Katsu’s arms to face your still sleeping boyfriend.
You stare at his cute face for some time, before you decide to squish his cheeks in between your thumb and pointer finger. So squishable.
You continue your ministrations as he gently stirs. His eyes are still closed—tired from the previous day—when he speaks. “What do you think you are doing?” There it is. That raspy morning voice of his that you love so much. “Just checking if you are still cute.” Smiling, you continue, content with your conclusion. "Yep, as cute as ever, if not a little cuter." Leaving a peck on the tip of his nose, you pull your hand back.
Then his eyes open slowly, his face flushed due to that soft peck of yours. His eyes are gentle as he speaks. "What a discovery." He stares at you for a brief second, before leaning in and leaving a chaste kiss on your lips. "Good morning." He whispers, followed by another kiss. "Good morning to you too." You reply. He smiles as a string of hair falls on your face, immediately moving it out of the way.
Right after, he shifts. "Come on pretty eyes. Let's make breakfast." You are still thinking about his compliment when he gets out of bed, pulling you with him. You huff. “My slippers are on the other side.” You hear him sigh as you walk over to them. He then leaves the room, so you hurry up and follow after him, catching him in the narrow hallway. You interlock your fingers with his warm ones as you enter your small kitchen.
The feeling of his warmth doesn’t last long as he lets go of your hand, leaning against the counter. “So what do you want for breakfast?” “Hmmm, good question. I’ll leave it to you.” You say as you walk to the living room, turning on the tv for background noise. “I’ll make coffee.” Now, you are back in the kitchen, leaving a tender kiss on his right cheek. His hand moves to your waist as he gives you a loving kiss. “Okay, sweetheart. I’ll make some scrambled eggs then.” You turn on the coffee machine and take out two plates for your breakfast, as Katsu turns on the stove and takes out the ingredients and a pan.
“How did you sleep, Kats?” You question him, curious, as you move to get two white mugs from the shelf. Why is it so high? Then you feel him pressing up against you, his body heat radiating off of him, as he moves to get the mugs. “Pretty good, it felt relaxing to cuddle up with you after that awful day.” When he steps back, you stay, cheeks red from his teasing. Now, two mugs are in front of you as he starts making breakfast. “Same here.” You say, while you focus on the coffee machine. Ding. First cup of coffee done. You put some sugar and pour milk into the mug when you hear the second ding.
By the time you finish your preparation, your breakfast is done, already on the counter as your boyfriend comes up to you. He takes the mugs and takes them to the living room. You go after him with two plates of scrambled eggs in your hands.
You both settle down on the couch. He takes one plate as you snuggle up to him, taking your own. “Any plans for today? Wanna invite over the group? Or you’d rather stay at home and Netflix and chill maybe?” You take your own plate as he swallows a bite. “Wanna spend the day with you, love.”
“Then,” you take the remote and open Netflix, “choose our first victim.”
Your day is spent with movies, video games and cuddle sessions. By the time you realise it’s dark outside, you are wrapped up in a cozy blanket, still on the couch. With your boyfriend’s head on your chest and his hands around your waist, you both fall into dreamland.
decided to write a hurt/comfort and i thought it would be like 200 words maybe or a bit more.
Now im here with a half-done bakugou fic, a 1k long hurt/comfort raw story, which needs to be written normally, and i have plans for a Suna Rintarou and a Nakahara Chuuya fanfiction.
It's not like he expects you to NOT be insecure, he knows insecurities and being self conscious is a normal thing with the human race. He's not a fucking idiot. However, he fucking haes how saddened and down you get whenever you look in the mirror. He hates seeing you dislike certain things about yourself that he tends to like. Stretch marks, tummy fat, thick thighs, the slight double chin, all little things katsuki actually oddly finds compelling about you. Mind you, he isn't the kind of guy to just go for looks. He actually likes you as a human being, which is saying alot. When he sees you scrolling on Twitter or Instagram and he sees you going through the comments of a post made about you and him, the comments absolutely picking everything about you apart. The fact you're quirkless and fat, you shouldn't be breathing the same air as him, let alone be his girlfriend. It breaks you, and unbeknownst to you, it breaks him. He fucking hates seeing you all down and shit it just messes with him. Katsuki is very observant, especially with you. He notices everything and I mean fucking everything, you can try to go unnoticed by him but it won't work. Try not eating, somehow someway he'll know. He just knows everything and it's scary.
“oi, you hungry?”
“ive already eaten.”
“shut up. no you haven't. what do you wanna eat.”
“chipotle, whataburger, what c'mon say something??”
“...kats I've already— ”
“shut up.”
Js thinking ab him dragging your ass into the car and forcing you to eat regardless idk man. Js something that's been picking at my brain.
Synopsis: After your boyfriend’s week-long trip, you finally see each other again.
Reader’s thoughts in italic.
A/n: might be ooc, i hope whoever reads it likes it. Critiques, likes, reblogs appreciated<3
It’s late afternoon, barely any clouds in the crimson sky. There is a light crowd at the train station, creating a peaceful background noise. Sitting on a bench, glancing at the big old clock from time to time, you wait.
He could arrive any minute now, you think as you take a look at your last messages with Rin.
He sent a picture—already on the train—of an idyllic field seen outside the window. A message right after: “I can’t wait to see you again, love<3” You liked both. “I’ll see you at the station, love you<3” Reading them makes you smile, when your stomach growls. “Oh, yeah.” You laugh. “I forgot about dinner.” Your phone already in your hands, you start searching for stores still open.
Just as you find a charming bakery, a train arrives on the first track. How convenient. You look up, becoming happier by the second. It’s his. The metal doors slide open and passengers start leaving the carriages, generating a huge crowd. You start looking for him, with little to no success, when a hand lands on the top of your head, startling you.
”Missed me?” Rin asks, leaning down to your ear, happiness evident in his voice as his hands fall to your waist. Turning around, you jump into his arms. Your hands around his neck, your face in his chest. He holds you by your waist, lifting you for a second, then putting you down. Still, he doesn’t let go, instead holds you even closer.
A tight hug. I needed this. “I missed your hugs.” You say with a broad smile. Leaning back, he pouts.“Just my hugs?” “I missed you too, Rinnie. Sooo much. So much so that I'm not letting go of you from now on.” You say, tightening your grip on him.
Stepping back, you peer at each other silently. The background noise fades away, as you drown in the warmth of his gaze. You cup his cheeks, eyes linger on his lips for a second before you lean in.
“And I missed your kisses too.” You don’t wait for his response as you catch his cherry-red lips in a soft kiss. It’s delicate, yet passionate. Trying to make up for the past week with a single kiss. You leave a last peck on his lips before pulling away, entwining your hands.
Pulling him with you, you start leaving as you speak. "I found a cute bakery to get dinner at. It's only a few minutes away from home." Already outside, you continue. "And you can tell me everything about your trip on our way back." You keep on walking in front of him, smiling, excited, delighted to be with him again.
Unaware of that lovestruck gaze he holds, and how happy he is to be back. To hold you, to see you face to face, and to listen to your rambles. It was only a week, yet it was still too much for him.
Then he pulls you back into his embrace. His free hand around your waist, holding you close, his lips collide with yours in a warm kiss. It’s mere seconds, but it works. As he pulls away, you are stunned, quiet.
“I love you.” A whisper, followed by small pecks on your face, which make you giggle. “I love you too, Rin.” Lastly, a soft kiss to your temple, before he continues walking, now next to you.
The walk home is spent with you questioning him about his trip, both of you wearing a heartfelt smile.
The distant sound of the police cars fills you with growing dread. The sirens grow louder and louder with every passing second. They were coming. For you. For what you did. There is no turning back at this point.Â
The alley is dark, the air feels fresh from the rain. You take a deep breath, hoping for the best as you try to calm yourself.
A futile attempt.
They will catch you. You know it. You messed up.
Or did you?
Your mind is racing with all the possible outcomes.
A drainpipe screeches to your right, and only then do you realise the sirens fading in the distance.
They left.
You exhale slowly as you close your eyes, rain pouring on your face.Â
Silence takes over.
You laugh at that thought. Somehow it’s possible, even in a bustling city in the middle of the night.
Then you think. You got away. They left, and you are here.Â
You get lost in your thoughts as the realisation sinks in.Â
No turning back now.
They told you long before. No turning back. Not from here. Not when you finally did it. When it’s finally over.
My friend decided to use exposure therapy (nothing too serious lol) on me as I’m scared of furries, mascots, clowns and all these costume things, especially teletubbies (?!).
They used gifs, and honestly, the only thing that changed is that i know if I meet one, one of us ends up crying or dead.
tags: fluff, just fluff, kenma being a #streamer. i love streamer kenma it scratches that itch in me that craves a parasocial kind of love.
"Kenmaaaa" you drawled while opening the door, leaning heavily against the doorframe of your boyfriend's office room.
It took you five seconds to register where Kenma was sitting, which was in front of the computer unsurprisingly, and the camera that had a red light on. The second monitor to his left was showcasing Kenma on the screen while the third one had an onslaught of comments popping up.
oh shi--
You jumped back, mostly out of surprise.
"Yes, honey?" Kenma spoke, one side of his headphones off as he turned towards you. "The camera won't pick up on you, don't worry."
You crept back in, feeling nervous even though the camera wasn't even on you.
"Sorry, I didn't realise you were streaming."
"Nothing to apologise for. What's up? Need me for something?" He urged you forward and you padded your way inside, the only comfort being in proximity to your boyfriend.
"I-uh- didn't feel like cooking so I thought we could order something?" You were halfway through your sentence when Kenma picked up his phone. He was nodding along, opening an app in it.
"What are you feeling?" He murmured, completely ignoring the eruption of comments blasting on his screen. There was a lot of yelling. You tried not to look at it but it drew you in, most of it was gibberish and question marks. You could make out the words 'WHAT' and 'DATING???' a lot.
"I'm not sure? Feeling indecisive today." You probably had an idea but it had vanished a couple of minutes back.
"Want burgers? Pizza?" Kenma didn't even seem to care at that point, solely focused on his phone. He did take a hold of your hand though, running his thumb through your knuckles.
THAT caught on camera and the gibberish got louder and faster.
"Burgers sound good." You snapped back to him, letting his hand ground you.
"That burger place you like?"
"Yes please."
"Honey mustard one?"
"Yes."
"Mh-hmmm." Kenma dragged out the sound before placing in his own order.
"Wanna get ice cream? Been craving it." He worked quick to add it in, knowing what you wanted but still asking in case you changed your mind.
"I can pay for the---"
"Shut the fuck up." Kenma murmured with only an upward glance at you, a small smile on his face when you pouted.
You finally took a look at the main monitor, a pretty sunset with the main character looking off into the distance on the screen. "What game you playin?"
"It's a fantasy game. Pretty new, haven't even started yet. You'd like it, it's very pretty." Kenma turned the monitor a bit so you could see it, pressing play so some more of the graphics would come on screen. You let out a little gasp, taking it all in.
When you realised that there were a lot of people waiting, you blinked out of your revery and threw an apologetic look at Kenma.
"Sorry, you were busy and--"
"Never too busy for you." Kenma murmured again and scooted towards you till he was just out of frame, his lips puckering up while he craned his neck upwards, too lazy to stand up.
You laughed and gave him a peck on the lips, then the nose and then the forehead. He grinned widely, adjusting back into the same position he was in before.
"I'll talk to you later, okay?" You call out and walk back.
"Okay, baby."
You were about to close the door when you head a very disgruntled, 'shut the fuck up.' from Kenma. Curious about what he would say, you listened in from the hallway.
"Yeah I am dating someone. No, I'm not saying their name....we've been dating for a while now. I am not soft for them....okay chat keep the screenshots between us....what do you mean they're already on twitter??? Ya'll are annoying. No, Kuroo I'm not buying you food. Yeah, they are special, dumbass."
You grinned so wide your cheeks hurt, already scrolling through twitter to see if people actually posted anything...
.....Kenma's name was trending
And oh the thread of pictures after pictures, of his eyes turning into liquid, his smile, the hand holding yours that. It was enough in the frame for his thumb to be seen. The person that posted it was SCREAMING about how soft he is.
Then there was a screenshot of him tilting his head upwards and your hair was the only thing that showed up as you kissed him. There was a fire hazard in the comments. It made you chortle. You saved all of them to use as leverage. Seeing as Kuroo was retweeting some of them, he had them too.
A/N: second day in a row im posting kenma hehehehehehhehehehhe hyperfixation tyme
➣ includes : brother's best friend! suna rintaro. oh and also small age gap between him and the reader, only two ish years though. LOWKEY SUGGESTIVE? one mention of the reader not wearing a bra if that is something u deem suggestive.
note : i'm so in love with romantic and sexual tension between u n suna it's so fun to write! also lmk if u want a pt2 or something not sure what i'd do for a pt2 but y'all can send in some ideas lol
suna rintaro who is your brother’s best friend… he likes seeing you around the house, ready for bed looking so cute in your comfy shorts and a little top n no bra. he likes that he gets to see what you look like everyday instead of only seeing you dolled up. he likes when you’re glammed, of course, you always look stunning. he just likes stealing glances of you do everyday tasks.
like tonight, in the kitchen far too late in the night, he’ll lean against the doorframe as he watches you make a snack. he notices the curves of your shoulders, and how the small of your back peeks out from your top riding up a little. you’re still humming the song you’ve had stuck in your head all day. you turn around and surprised to see him, you gasp, causing him to widen his lazy half smile. you roll your eyes, party because he scared you, but also because he looks way too good. hands shoved into the pockets of his sweatpants loose around his hips, hair messy, and a white tank top on that fits him perfectly. he looks like a slut.
“what could you possibly want,” you sigh, and he shrugs in response. “just wanna see what you’re up to”
“where’s my brother? shouldn’t you be hanging with him?” you question, pointing a strawberry pop tart at him accusingly.
“he’s asleep” he closes the distance between you to take the pop tart out of your hand, taking a rather generous bite.
“rin stop, oh my god you just ate like half of it,” you exclaim, snatching it back, “you’ve already cleaned out half the fridge, when will your greedy ass be satisfied?”
“rin?” he cocks his head, his sleepy smile settling into a smug one, “you haven’t called me that since, like, elementary school” the eye contact he so casually maintains is difficult for you to keep, and your face gets furiously hot, looking away. “yeah well, i kind of thought you were embarrassed by it, so i got embarrassed and i stopped” you try to exit the conversation and walk past him to the doorway he was just standing in, trying to signal that you were going to leave to your bedroom. he follows you, much to your dismay. he leans against the doorway, his back to it, and you mimick his action. you're both looking directly at each other, and it feels weirdly intimate. seeing each other face on meant he could see every expression on your face.
“why would you think that? i wasn’t embarrassed.” he says, his eyes scan you from your painted toenails to the top of your head, but inevitably looking into your eyes. after a beat of hesitation, he continues talking. “...you know, i had a crush on you then. i was really sad when you stopped calling me it.”
the heat in your face returns as he laughs. how can he sit there and laugh after dropping this insane piece of information??
“you’re kidding. i totally liked you back, why didn’t you tell me sooner?” you look at him incredulously, mouth agape and growing annoyed as you realize he was not as shocked finding out your feelings as you were in learning his.
“yeah, i figured. but your brother, you know? and just in case i wasn’t right, i didn’t want you to reject me and then show up at your house the next day to watch movies with your brother” he had a point. you remember those movie nights. you always wanted to watch with them, but your brother would always say no and kick you out of the room. suna always let you watch anyways, offering a seat on the couch beside him despite his best friend’s wishes.
the movie nights were not the only thing your mind was pondering on. if he knew about your crush then, did he know now? your feelings were much too complicated for you to call it a crush, and you'd like to think you've learned how to be at least a little subtle, so maybe he didn't know.
"that’s crazy. we just barely missed each other i guess” you finally say with a chuckle that turns into a thoughtful hum, glancing anywhere but his eyes.
"what? so, you don't have a crush on me anymore?" oh, so he did know. he easily closes the gap between you two, and for once, it doesn't seem like he's teasing you. "rin..." you say, mouth slightly open like you're going to add something else, but you don't. "i don't think we missed anything... am i wrong?" he leans towards, and you swear he's going to kiss you but he stops before your lips touch, "you can tell me if i'm wrong."
you grab his shirt and pull him in to press your lips against his, bringing him into a surprising, but long kiss. his hands thread through your hair, lingering in the moment. when you break away, they slide from your hair to the sides of your neck, and he has the dumbest smile on his face. "definitely not wrong."
