𝕽𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖈 𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖘

I think Mitsuya is my TOTGA 😭

ᴛʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ. Part 1

Characters: Mitsuya, Chifuyu, and Shinichiro.

Ｍｉｔｓｕｙａ

ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

He was my crush, that is a literal green flag. He was funny, kind, respectful, thoughtful, and treated me like a friend. He always reassures me about his feelings but is shy about making moves in public.

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He makes my heart race. He is friends with my friends, and they like him very much. He knows his stuff and doesn't cross my boundaries. He's close to my family, and they adore him.

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Fortunately, I didn't enter into a relationship with him because, at that time, we were still young and I didn't think I was ready to like someone again in that way. I was in a complicated relationship with a boy when he confessed, and I didn't want to play Mitsuya, so I turned him down. However, that fucker cheated on me with a girl that's closer to him.

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My Mitsuya crush is still friends with me up to this day, but not that close anymore.

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Anyway, Mitsuya was my crush, and he made me happy and secure.

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If I could re-start again, and choose between him and my ex, I would choose him in a heartbeat.

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He's a literal green flag, but maybe I'm not the right person for him.

Ｃｈｉｆｕｙｕ

ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ

He was my crush that I treated like a friend. He's bubbly, outgoing, talkative, a joker, and overall a nice guy. We banter a lot with each other. Our relationship was kind of cringy and typical, but it was fun.

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He was smart, popular, and had a lot of friends. I think we weren't actually viewing each other in a romantic way, since we were too young at that time. I think we were just lonely and dependent on each other. He was really fun to be with and we treated each other like friends.

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Chifuyu was my platonic soulmate, and my best friend.

Ｓｈｉｎｉｃｈｉｒｏ

ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ

He was a lot older than me. I was SIMPING for him when I was just 5. This man was manly, handsome, and smart!!!! I always look forward to seeing him every week after my aunt's work is over, even though we don't talk to each other. He just stays in his room and does his stuff.

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He viewed me as a younger sister or cousin. I see him every year when I go over to my aunt's place. His cousin had a crush on me, but I didn't really like him. Like, give me your older cousin instead.

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I don't really have a lot of memories with him, but he's my childhood crush who is a lot older than me.

Would you do that calling S/O by a different name prank? They are so cruel and should never be done to anyone in irl, but in fics they’re super cute!! Maybe with Zhongli, Tohma, Diluc? Or just one of them 💗💗

Hope this was the right place to ask, pretty new to tumblr and I saw you say to request in asks so 😅

calling him by the wrong name

zhongli, thoma, diluc x reader

word count: 1478

warnings/sidenotes: prank gone wrong, angst, insecurity, questioning, trust issues, slight story, ooc, overthinking, assumption, spoilers, pet names, comfort, lowercase intended and as always- these are never proofread.

a/n: i agree! this shouldn't be done to anyone, it can potentially create a foundation of distrust. it's very risky! ಥ‿ಥ i wonder how many couples have actually gone through pranks like this just for it to end just as fast they started to prank them..

lumine and hu tao told you about the latest couple prank going on, no one knows where it started from but said to stir up some reaction from their significant other, oh how dare you try it.

Zhongli

at the book store, with your significant other, your arms laced together, a book catches your attention and deciding to skim through its content to see if its to your liking, unhooking your arms from zhongli, you realize that you can't reach the book you were eyeing.

"childe can you please come help me reach this book?"

oh.

childe?

that's... not his name.

oh, maybe you're just tired, but he surely heard it right.

zhongli's very understandable that you and the harbinger are close, but... to the point of calling him childe? he trusts you very much but he can't help but feel concerned whether you truly thought you mistook him for childe, maybe it's the spur of your tongue or just tiredness.

"darling, you just called me childe, i see no signs of him anywhere near this store.." his eyebrows expresses worry as he once again glances around to solidify his statement.

"oh did i? i dont think so.. i called you by your name though."

"..im afraid i did hear it right, dearest." he sighs, not stepping further or near from where he was.

deciding that the tension was arising and questions in his head may begin to pop up, you decide to break the news to him.

you hug zhongli and look up at him, "im sorry, it was just a trending prank where you call your significant other by a different name and I shouldn't have taken it up, its a very dangerous prank too and i realize just how much im risking by pulling this off and i regret it, im so sorry again zhongli.."

"oh dear, you did scare me for a moment, my trust didn't waver but it was on the edge of questioning you if you had not decided to tell me that this was a prank" his arms wrap around you, looking down to you. he's just glad everything turned out to be a prank.

you still felt bad though, you realize he trust you so much and you'll have to make it up to him, you literally spoil him with affection and maybe even bought every book in his arm that probably cost 3 months worth of your salary but hey! nothing like his smile is just as priceless.

Thoma

in the komore teahouse, you stop by with your boyfriend thoma, after an afternoon filled with an adventurous date with him, deciding that you two will settle for a good dinner to end today's date was the way to go. you spot the teahouse's dog, taroumaru, looking mightily cute as ever.

you sigh, "why can't i take home taroumaru, JUST ONCE AYATO! i think im pretty good at taking care of animals dont you think?"

thoma walks behind you and into the back of taroumaru's reception desk.

he takes five seconds until hes back out again, this time, looking at you,

"babe, ayato's not here." he looks at you as if he's trying to piece all what's going on around him

"huh? yeah i know! why are you bringing him up?" you grab one of the menus from the desk,

"...no i meant, you called me ayato."

"no i didnt."

"yes you did! ask taroumaru!"

you look over to taroumaru, knowing how this was gonna go, accepting the cue to put a stop to this prank. "taroumaru, did i really?"

taroumaru barks in response.

"SEE??? so babe why did you call me ayato? didn't know you guys were that close for me to be mistook.."

"oh thoma." you approach him, letting your arms wrap your neck and telling him your apologies and the reason how this all started, the poor man was beginning to be anxious just from this prank.

he eventually returned the hug while he began to go on how reckless you were for pulling something off like that, he would never dare pull off anything to make you question your relationship, so taking back revenge was off the table, he loves you too much to even pull off something that can start an unwanted tension.

that night, it was filled with laughter, complaints about your prank, and lots of comfort you provided to reassure thoma that he's the only one you love and see this way.

Diluc

taking work off early, you come home to diluc who's as tired as you are, both busybodies of mondstat, you both couldn't wait to indulge in one another's arms.

"kaeya, did you see my bag with me when i came home? I can't remember if i took it home with me, left it or missing it."

ah.

uh-oh. you've strucked something.

diluc the ever untouchable uncrowned king of mondstat, was in awe of what just occured.

the name of another man leaving your mouth seemed to leave a bitter taste from his.

"love, i did see your bag with you so do not fret, but.. you called me kaeya. please do enlighten me."

diluc, who's been alone these years in regret of how things came to be, was at his state where questions popped in his mind, did that really just happened? so you mistook him? you really that close to kaeya? did he look alike kaeya somehow? what caused you to mistook him? was something going on? between the two of you? behind his back? and if so, since when? and why?

you were the only one who's made him feel love, the one who made him feel that he was not alone, the one who made him realize that it's okay not to be okay, the one who made him know that he's loved and cared for, though he knows he's overthinking right now, he couldn't help but jump to the conclusions of what's about to come or what has happened behind his back. fear. fear of losing you. fear of losing you, let alone to someone else he cares about too, his adoptive brother, kaeya.

diluc doesn't mean to overthink but the slightest incident can make him overthink and overanalyze this situation. realizing that this has gone too far though it has not shown, but his lack of attention towards you was the sign that you've gone far enough with this little prank of yours. you didn't need to see more, you knew diluc.

you frown to see him like this, you approach him, "apologies diluc, i indulged myself into a prank going around tevyat, and should have thought more about the consequences something like this would being, im an idiot for being curious like this when i know that i can't dare to put our relationship on the line with a prank as this. i truly apologize. i truly do. and i just want you to know, that i love you and no one else, that's all. im sorry once again. though sorry will not being back anything ive just pulled, i promise to continue showing to you just how i have eyes only for you and my heart to only love you and you only."

and with this, you see a tear falling from his right eye, he lets out a relieved sigh as he places his head on your shoulder, diluc shows his vulnerability to you and you only, the one he confides in, you wrap your arms around him to whisper comfort into his ears, no words from him were needed as you realize that a prank as "little" as this can be the wreckage no one would have thought at first glance.

the night was filled with cuddles, snuggling diluc, whispering sweet nothings as you both reconcile from this incident, continuing to keep watch over him till he gets his rest, kisses were made, words were said, tears were wiped but your hearts never stopped beating for each other. trust faltered for a second and any second longer would have turned out for the worst.

you were sure to note to write back to lumine and hu tao how this prank was dangerous and that you will not indulge into one of their pranks anytime sooner or ever, in fact. never once again will you put diluc's trust on the line again.

©kazuhasmaid please do not copy, paste or repost. plagiarizing or republishing in a different language will not be tolerated.

TR CHARACTERS AS MY PAST CRUSHES

MANJIRO SANO

kindergarten crush. very handsome, had good grades, the teachers loved him (specifically female teachers) and about half of the girls had a little crush on this guy. he was charismatic, made friends with everyone, the shy kids loved him.

KAZUSHI YAMAGISHI

a social butterfly and clown of the class. he approached you first when you were new to the school and happily introduced you to everyone else. kind of perverted and always talking about girls in some way, but would never overstep boundaries. very bad grades, but ask him about his favorite video game and he could recite the entire lore.

TAKASHI MITSUYA

the boy next door type of crush. very very sweet, caring, and always carrying a smile on his face. shares his candies with you whenever he got some.

RAN HAITANI

a literal definition of an asshole. ass personality, always surrounded himself with different girls, lowkey a bully, but everyone still loved him somehow. irresponsible student, but always talked his way out of homework. i swear 9 out of 10 girls had a crush on him, it goes away after getting to know him though.

TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI / HAKKAI SHIBA

okay this one is a little clumsy, dumb, but he's adorable. very shy, average student, had trouble communicating with others due to shyness. runs away immediately after the bell rings for lunch. your deskmate.

YUZUHA SHIBA

oh god she's so beautiful but unapproachable in a way. she's so "mean" to others, very wary of the people she meets, always having a high defense, it's all caused by an abusive father though. under the 'mask' she's a real sweetheart. gets excited around you because you're one of the few person she likes. won't open up much about her problems though:( she's so, so incredibly beautiful.

HAJIME KOKONOI

current crush. might be the love of your life, you want to get married no joke.

a/n: this was in my drafts for the longest time, finished it since i couldn't write anything today :') still, i hope you enjoy this little something! don't take the last one too seriously haha

— inazuma boys as boyfriends !!

characters: ayato, thoma, itto, gorou, kazuha x gn!reader

- a.n. just some thoughts i’ve gathered from playing/thinking :)

ayato:

• soft and caring boyfriend !!

• kinda old-fashioned in a gentleman way?? he’s courting you everywhere, always locks your hands, makes sure you’re comfortable in your surroundings

• he’s still a busy man :(( doesn’t have a lot of time to go on dates

• but when he does have the time he makes sure it is worth it and memorable for both of you

• he likes quiet night walks in chinju forest especially when it’s just the two of you when he can have you all to himself and listen to your voice without any interruptions

• ayato is a bit of menace. might embarrass you in public if he feels like it

• whispers in your ears a LOT. he likes to see your face turn red from some of his comments

• he’s into moderate physical touch in public and heavy physical touch behind closed doors

• having his hand on the small of your back, around your waist, on your shoulders - you name it, he’s obsessed

• worries about you a lot, especially while he’s caught up with work and cannot check up on you himself, then he sends someone (ahem thoma ahem) to see if you’re okay and out of trouble

• likes it when you give him massages while he’s slumped over documents, likes top of the head kisses, likes having you sit in his lap, likes having you around in general

• ayato loves you a lot, even when he doesn’t show it, he’s always thinking about you

thoma:

• i don’t want to say this bc it’s obvious but.. malewife

• thoma loves to take you with him on his errands in inazuma city

• (definitely not because he wants to show you off no no no…. no…….)

• it’s just that having you around gives him the energy to keep working

• speaking of malewife.. he LOVES to cook for you and would never shame you if you don’t know how to cook yourself

• acts of service is definitely one of his live languages so seeing your happy smile while eating what he’s made is all he’ll ever need in his life

• speaking of love languages, he likes physical touch !!

• even the smallest of touches make him happy

• but in public he’s kinda shy because he’s afraid to make you uncomfortable :((

• when you give him the confidence he needs he’ll no doubt have his hands all over you in a respectful (!!) manner

• thoma is a very proud boyfriend, he’s always thinking of how lucky he is to have you in his life :((

• love him please dear god LOVE HIM

itto:

• he brings chaos with him but that’s not much of an issue to you because you like the lifestyle of risk and fun

• despite looking so menacing and people deeming him as mean he’s as soft as a labrador puppy

• he’s _very_ attentive !! you almost couldn’t believe it in the beginning but that’s the truth !!

• he’s also very needy… so needy for your attention and kisses

• whines and complains when you forget good morning kisses :(( they matter to him a lot you honestly don’t know why but they do

• it’s honestly so cute how this big boy is so awfully in love with you he can never stay put when you’re around !!

• ITTO IS THE BEST HUGGER IN INAZUMA (real (i’m inazuma))

• his touch is so warm and so soft, you feel protected just from being held

• he loves to hold you close in public, but still fears that people might think of you badly because you’re with _the_ arataki itto

• you are always reassuring him that you’re completely fine being his partner and that makes him so happy :((

• itto definitely knows you love him no matter what and that’s the only reassurance he’ll ever ever need <3

gorou:

• puppy boyf

• gorou is so awkward around you omg he doesn’t know what to do with his feelings :((

• he always tries to be strong and composed for his soldiers but whenever you’re around all that effort goes down the drain hehe

• he’s obsessed with your safety in the best possible way and always takes the time out of his day to check up on you no matter what he’s doing

• he’s probably the second most overprotective one out of all the boys (after kazuha) since he knows what loss is and he does NOT. i repeat does NOT want to lose you

• loves to be held by you :( so bonus points if your love language is physical touch !

• you’re definitely the only one who can touch his tail and ears, in fact, gorou _wants_ you to touch him there

• he also likes to be the little spoon when you two are sleeping together, to him your touch is heavenly

• your dates are always full of fun and excitement since with you he can let his status and duties fade into the background

• but, like ayato, he’s often busy, so these dates are kind of rare

• gorou’s also very loyal and honest with you, he wants you to feel comfortable enough to open up to him completely in any situation

kazuha:

• the one that is in touch with his and your feelings

• in fact it almost feels like you two are connected on a different level

• kazuha somehow always knows when you’re in trouble or danger, always justifies it with ‘the wind whispers’

• like i said, is the most overprotective of all

• he lost too many important things and people in his life to let you be taken away from him the same way

• so being with him sometimes feels like having a personal bodyguard who’s also very soft and gives you lots of kisses <3

• kazuha is super attentive !! takes note of the smallest things you mention just to bring them up in the future

• his love language are no doubt words of affirmation and quality time

• you often spend your free time together somewhere far from people, preferably in the nature, while he writes haikus inspired by you

• there are also cats following him around a lot, and, weirdly enough, it makes you feel safe and ‘at home’

• he doesn’t hide any of his feelings towards you, never misses a chance to kiss you and whisper a quiet ‘i love you’ before going somewhere

• to kazuha love is something divine and ethereal, so getting to share it with his special someone is beyond anything he’s ever wanted in life

can u do the “wearing a men size sweater n they think ure cheating” with suna iwaizumi osamu n atsumu?

THEY SEE YOU WEARING A MEN'S SIZED SWEATER AND THINK YOU'RE CHEATING ON THEM | 4

characters: iwaizumi + osamu + suna + (gn!reader)

warnings: none

notes: i've been meaning to do another long hc again, it's been a while. i already did atsumu in part one! + iwa's is set in a college au but they are all adults in every one!

part one | part two | part three

IWAIZUMI ⤵

honestly blame oikawa sfdgfhjk

he really didn't mean any harm by it, he was just being annoying as usual, but in a lighthearted way you know

he made a comment to an already stressed iwa and that's just a recipe for disaster

"you know iwa-chan," oikawa choosed to ignore the glare his friend sent his way, continuing to pester him with a sing-songy voice. "i think it's unfair how you don't let me wear your sweatshirts, but let y/n do." he tilted his head, "although, i'm sure they probably look way better in it than you do."

iwaizumi was about to smack his friend on the back of his head when he paused, hand in the air, confusing him.

he cringed, dramatically waiting for the impact. "if you're gonna hit me just do it already...i'm not a fan of the suspense, iwa."

iwaizumi frowned deeply, dropping his hand, weirdly scaring the other boy even more. "what are you talking about? i didn't give..."

instead of giving oikawa a chance to even react, he stormed off to find you, an uneasy, dark feeling growing in the pit of his stomach when he found you talking to some guy outside your class. luckily, you both had class in the same building today so it was easy to find you.

he stood there for a moment, just watching you, taking you in. you looked cute, but that pissed him off even more, and lit a fire on the spark of insecurity in the pit of his stomach.

were you cold? was that it? if so, then why didn't you ask him for his sweater? did you think he would say no? was he a bad boyfriend?

he was so caught up that he didn't even realize you were walking up to him, a sweet smile on your face. you grabbed his hand gently, your smile turning a bit more curious when you realized he hadn't noticed you approach him.

"hey haji." you squeezed his hand, "you okay?"

he blinked, his tense body immediately loosening up at your presence, but when he looked down at your clothing again, he frowned.

your brows furrowed. "what's wrong?"

he kept his eyes on your sweater. "you and that guy are pretty close huh?"

you looked even more confused for a moment before it clicked. "oh you mean that guy from my class? i mean..." you paused, thinking back to your interactions, trying to determine if you would consider you guys as close, but your boyfriend only took your silence as confirmation for his insecurity induced delusions. "no, not really."

his lips stretched into a smile that looked more like a grimace before dropping less than a second later. "then when'd he give you this?"

you tilted your head, "give me what?"

he pressed his tongue to the side of his cheek, his tell that he was pissed off, which only confused you further. he looked into your eyes, glanced back to your sweater and back to your eyes again.

you looked down as well, the confusion clear on your face as you looked back up at him, a feeling of unease sprouting inside you. "he didn't give me this?" your response came out more like a question and iwaizumi raised a brow and crossed his arms.

"well i didn't."

you looked at him plainly, "you know i have money of my own, right? i bought this myself." you crossed your arms as well, feeling defensive. "why on earth would he have gotten this for me?"

his mouth suddenly felt dry, and guilt washed over him. "i..." he sighed, letting his eyes close. you then realized how stressed and worked up he seemed. "i'm sorry. i was being a dumbass."

you stepped forward, a knowing, worrying look in your eyes as you placed a gentle hand on his arm. "haji you can't keep stressing yourself out like this with no breaks, you know the irrational part of your brain feeds you crazy information when you're like this."

his shoulders sagged embarrassingly as he grunted out a response. "i know."

you narrowed your eyes, "you're lucky i'm more understanding than most. if not i wouldn't have forgiven what you just accused me of."

he looked at you with guilty eyes, pulling you in for a hug by your waist and burying his face in the crook of your neck. "i'm sorry, baby." he mumbled against your sweater, gripping you tight.

you rolled your eyes fondly, patting his back. "yeah yeah. let's go. you need a nap."

OSAMU ⤵

honestly your relationship was fairly new

and he'd rather die than let him know, but atsumu's teasing jokes about his twin needing to hold you tight so you don't go find someone else better did get to him

and he was tired, he'd had a long day at the restaurant

you were meeting up with him for a late dinner after he closed up the restaurant for the night. nothing special, just a quiet evening for the two of you. you got there a little earlier just cause you were excited to see him, honestly. when you reached the door, you nearly bumped into a man walking in at the same time, the both of you too distracted to notice one another.

you both laughed it off and he opened the door for you, letting you walk in first. you just assumed he was being kind, but nothing more.

unfortunately, from osamu's perspective, the two of you looked very familiar with each other. a million thoughts started running through his head unwillingly, his gaze frozen on you smiling up at this man he'd never seen before. his heart dropped when he noticed the sweater you were wearing. it looked like it could fit the man next to you.

had you really already met someone better? but why would you bring him here? to end things?

you and the man continued to have your conversation as you approached the counter, and a very annoyed (and slightlyvery hurt) osamu.

having had enough, he cleared his throat and spoke up in a very monotone voice. "can i help you?"

you both perked up and looked towards the sound, and you smiled recognizing the man you came here to see. the man next to you spoke up, "oh i'm just here to pickup an order."

your boyfriend put both hands on the counter, spread out on either side in front of him, slightly flexing his muscles as he stared the man down. "what are you, the delivery guy?"

the man laughed, "no, man, just picking up a meal to bring home." he pointed towards the bag of takeout on the counter, "i think that might be mine actually––unless it's for you?" he turned to you questioningly, but before you could respond, osamu did it for you.

"we're eating together, actually. as soon as you leave." he raised a brow, daring the man to say something else, but he got the hint, giving an awkward smile to your boyfriend and thanking him for the food before greeting you goodbye and exiting the restaurant.

as soon as the door closed, you furrowed your brows towards osamu, slightly amused. "what's with the attitude?"

he crossed his arms, "he was being too friendly." you rolled your eyes and he tilted his head, looking you up and down. "what's with the sweater?" before he could say the next words that came to mind 'you replace me already?', you spoke up, looking down at your clothing.

"got it for three dollars at the thrift store." you looked up with a smile and his face dropped in realization, only for a complete different reason than you thought. "what's the matter?" your smile turned more mischievous. "don't like the thought of me wearing another man's clothes?" you batted your eyelashes playfully and he scoffed, shaking his head, before letting it hang.

"you have no idea..."

concerned, you made your way around the counter, placing a questioning hand on his back, gasping when he turned around and pulled you into his arms without a word.

"what's the matter, samu?" your voice was soft, careful as you hugged him back.

he simply held you tighter, burying his face in the crook of your neck. "nothin." he mumbled. "m'just never letting you go."

SUNA ⤵

suna's was a little more understanding? i suppose

he was taking a nap when you got to his place

you were at that point in your relationship where you would come over all the time, you even had your own key

and you knew that he was probably taking his after work nap so you decided to come over and order food when he wakes up

but unfortunately during his nap he had a dream (more like nightmare) that you were cheating on him

he woke up, dazed, unsure of his surroundings and overwhelmed by what he just witnessed. he honestly couldn't tell if it was a dream or not because everything looked so real, his house was exactly the same as well. was it a memory? he was so confused.

he'd heard you on the phone talking with your friend about your problem. how you were cheating on him and you didn't want to hurt him, all the while you were wearing this other man's sweatshirt.

his heart rate picked up when he heard you in the living room, talking to someone. he slowly and as quietly as possible, made his way out of his room, practically tip toeing down the hallway to peek around the corner. you were talking on the phone...exactly as you were in the dream. maybe it was a premonition? then his eyes fell to your sweater...it looked exactly like the one he saw.

he went back to his room and got back into bed. maybe if he slept this off, everything would be back to normal. maybe this was the bad dream.

he was tossing and turning but he couldn't seem to fall asleep. so many thoughts were plaguing his mind.

a few minutes later, you made your way into the room. as he heard you coming, he contemplated pretending to be asleep, but he decided against it. he had to face this, right?

you smiled at him sweetly, being quiet so as not to disturb him. you know how cranky he gets when his naps are interrupted or if he's woken up before he needs to be. but when you noticed he was awake, you plopped down right beside him.

"hi baby." you leaned down to kiss his forehead and pulled back to look at him curiously when you felt him tense under your touch. "are you okay?"

he stared at you for a moment. "who were you on the phone with?"

"oh you heard that?" he narrowed his eyes. that was a suspicious answer.

"i'm sorry, i thought i was being quiet, i didn't mean to wake you." okay, maybe not. "i was talking to atsumu. he said he's been trying to plan a reunion dinner and you keep ignoring him." you looked at him pointedly and he rolled his eyes.

okay so you weren't talking to your friend. and you definitely aren't cheating on him with atsumu of all people. but there's still the sweater...

he had to be strategic about this.

"are you cheating on me?"

or not.

he blinked at you, shocked by his own words. you blinked back.

"...are you still asleep?"

he blinked again. "no?"

"are you sure?..."

he narrowed his eyes again. "answer the question."

"babe, i think you need to go back to sleep."

"that's not an answer..." he muttered.

you placed a hand on his cheek and sighed. "no i'm not cheating on you." you tilted your head as you looked down at him. "i'm gonna blame the fact that you're disoriented from your nap for this ridiculous question."

he looked away, suddenly embarrassed at the realization at how dumb he sounded. his voice was small. "then who's sweater is that?"

you rolled your eyes. "mine, dummy. it's just oversized."

his cheek heated up under your touch and you stifled a laugh. "i should take a picture to remember this."

he glared at you halfheartedly. "fuck off."

you laughed for real this time. "oh come on, you're the one accusing me of cheating cause of my sweater-"

he cut you off, pulling you into his arms. "yeah yeah, take a nap with me then. this way i'll know you're not running off with some other guy while i'm asleep." he teased, a hint of a smile in his voice.

you smacked his chest playfully, shaking your head in disbelief. "you know maybe i should ban you from taking naps if this is the outcome. insane accusations."

"i'd like to see you try." he squeezed you tight and pressed his temple against your forehead. "i'm sorry. wasn't thinking straight." he kissed your forehead. "my dream just messed me up. couldn't tell what was real."

you glanced up at him, hearing the sincerity in his tone. if you were in his position, you would feel conflicted too. "it's okay rin. just know that that could never be our reality, okay? i love you." you kissed his cheek and he smiled.

"love you too."

I FUCKING LOVE THIS

bnha boys reacting to their filipino s/o! — ; a headcanon!

↻featuring:: bakugou, kirishima , todoroki, midoriya

↻paring:: gn!reader x bnha boys

↻wc:: 461

↻warnings:: S W E A R I N G , fulffffs

↻a/n:: It was a struggle but it’s all worth it tho- anyways, enjoy this headcanon!

ur gurl is a filipino so y not make this? i just thought about this while i was in the bathroom— thanks to my acting skills in front of a mirror

my dead ancestors and relatives looking at me like : 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♀️🧍

↻BAKUGOU;;

— this man would laugh and sigh in disappointment at some superstitions. telling him that sweeping the floor in the night would lose your luck.

: “that’s BULLSHIT! What do you want me to do huh? Keep all the dust inside the dorm?!”

— the loves the part when you accidentally curse out in you language. He wants you to TEACH HIM.

: “huh? ‘Bobo?’ What does that mean? —oh right, stupid, idiot.”, after he learned the word. Its predictable that that will be his favourite word.

— out of nowhere, you would just hear him while training with midoriya, or the bakusquad.

: “MGA BOBO!”, he shouted at them.

translation: “YOU IDIOTS!”

↻MIDORIYA;;

— he would be DELIGHTED to know. He will immediately grab his notebook. Preparing himself with some new informations.

— i think it will be funny if you give him some complicated words.

: “no no izuku, its 'bababa ba?’ ”

: “huh? ba..bababa ba—?”

: “nope. follow what i say. 'bababa ba?’ ”

— he’s really fascinated on the cultures you had. And after you told him the things you knew, he’ll look it up on his computer.

translation: bababa ba? — “is it going down?”

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ᴛʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ. Part 1

Characters: Mitsuya, Chifuyu, and Shinichiro.

Ｍｉｔｓｕｙａ

ꜰᴏʀʙɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

He was my crush, that is a literal green flag. He was funny, kind, respectful, thoughtful, and treated me like a friend. He always reassures me about his feelings but is shy about making moves in public.

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He makes my heart race. He is friends with my friends, and they like him very much. He knows his stuff and doesn't cross my boundaries. He's close to my family, and they adore him.

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Fortunately, I didn't enter into a relationship with him because, at that time, we were still young and I didn't think I was ready to like someone again in that way. I was in a complicated relationship with a boy when he confessed, and I didn't want to play Mitsuya, so I turned him down. However, that fucker cheated on me with a girl that's closer to him.

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My Mitsuya crush is still friends with me up to this day, but not that close anymore.

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Anyway, Mitsuya was my crush, and he made me happy and secure.

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If I could re-start again, and choose between him and my ex, I would choose him in a heartbeat.

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He's a literal green flag, but maybe I'm not the right person for him.

Ｃｈｉｆｕｙｕ

ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ

He was my crush that I treated like a friend. He's bubbly, outgoing, talkative, a joker, and overall a nice guy. We banter a lot with each other. Our relationship was kind of cringy and typical, but it was fun.

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He was smart, popular, and had a lot of friends. I think we weren't actually viewing each other in a romantic way, since we were too young at that time. I think we were just lonely and dependent on each other. He was really fun to be with and we treated each other like friends.

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Chifuyu was my platonic soulmate, and my best friend.

Ｓｈｉｎｉｃｈｉｒｏ

ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ

He was a lot older than me. I was SIMPING for him when I was just 5. This man was manly, handsome, and smart!!!! I always look forward to seeing him every week after my aunt's work is over, even though we don't talk to each other. He just stays in his room and does his stuff.

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He viewed me as a younger sister or cousin. I see him every year when I go over to my aunt's place. His cousin had a crush on me, but I didn't really like him. Like, give me your older cousin instead.

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I don't really have a lot of memories with him, but he's my childhood crush who is a lot older than me.

genshin characters   ✨  

these designs will be keychains, we will open our online store this friday 5th of august 🥰  

ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ.

Characters: Kaeya, Diluc, and Venti.

Kaeya

⌗ You hide your true self by being outgoing and mysterious.

⌗ You act like you know everything and nothing at the same time. If you have done something wrong to a person, you may feel guilty for a long time.

⌗ You tend to avoid confrontation because you think the other person is still angry with you. You want to reconcile with them, but you're scared.

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. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Diluc

⌗ You act tough and like you don't care, but you're just bad at expressing your feelings.

⌗ People repeatedly misunderstand your character and dislike you. As a result of that, you only have one or two people you trust.

⌗You have been betrayed by a person you held most dearly in your heart. That's why you don't let anyone in easily.

⌗ Quit living in the past and learn to differentiate between tough love and trauma.

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. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Venti

⌗ You're similar to Diluc and Kaeya. You hide your true self by being someone else, by acting like them, and copying their persona.

⌗ You're cunning but are willing to help when your friend is in need. People regularly mischaracterize you as a "normal" person who doesn't know a thing when you're really smart in reality.

⌗ Another one who is still living in the past.

Hey! I saw that you do headcanons as well? Sorry if I’m asking in the right place but I loved your post on Asra’s hurt!! Could you possibly do the “mc getting slapped by the m6” ask please? My angsty little heart needs foodddd

hiii!! i’m so glad you liked my post:)) don’t worry, i’ll do my best to not cry when i’m writing this although it probably won’t work

i just wanna say that under no circumstances is it okay to hurt your partner!! please don’t take this post the wrong way:)

the main 6 slapping mc

asra

• it probably started because of how much he keeps from you. you know it’s just because he doesn’t want to see you hurt or unhappy because of how much of your life you’ve lost to your premature death, but it’s still so infuriating. you’re not a child, and you tell him as much.

• as much as you love each other, arguments can get messy. you know so much about each other that it’s difficult not to go for the soft parts in an argument, and you just snap.

• they’re probably running his hands through his hair, tears of frustration and pent up feelings slipping down his cheeks and catching the light of the many candles around the shop, making them glister strangely beneath the low light.

• “asra, you’re being ridiculous. how in the arcana am i supposed to know about who i was if you won’t fucking tell me?” you shout at them, crystals and glass bottles clinking together on the shelves.

• asra breaks, finally raising his voice as well, telling you that you’re acting like a child. you feel a twisted feeling of satisfaction at his loss of control. at least they’re actually treating you like a person— but you’re still so frustrated.’why can’t he just see that you’re not a china doll, easily broken and delicately made?

•you’re screaming now, tears blurring your vision. all you see is red. “if i’m acting like such a child then why did you even bother bringing me back? you should have just fucking left me to rot beneath the lazaret if you won’t so much as—” you’re cut off with a sharp crack.

• asra’s stronger than they look, and he wasn’t thinking as he lashed out in anger and pain, so you probably stumble back into the shelves behind you, or onto the counter of the shop.

• you touch your hand to your hot cheek with a dull feeling of surprise. it’s as if everything is through a haze, your gaze flickering up to meet asra’s horrified one as you take a step back, a dry sob heaving through your chest as your knees give out and you sink to the floor.

• “mc, i’m so sorry, i can’t— i don’t— please. i’m so sorry,” he stumbles over his words as he crouches before you, giving you enough space that you could easily leave. you don’t, and he breathes out slowly as they reach towards you and gently, heartbreakingly softly, cups your face to turn it towards him. he inhales sharply as he takes in your bruised cheekbone, red already beginning to spread outwards in the shape of his hand, and he flinches to see that he’s hurt you, his beloved apprentice.

• he opens his arms slowly, hesitantly, and you sink into them, burying your face in his scarves and then drawing back slightly with a faint hiss as your cheek touches the fabric, and he lets out a sob as well, burying his face in your sweet-smelling hair. murmurs “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry,” into you over and over again, rocking you back and forth on the floor of the shop.

• he’ll hurt for weeks after, even after the bruise fades, he’ll simply refuse to touch you for days after the incident. whispers “but what if i hurt you,” his voice breaking at the mere thought of it, and you cradle him to you, stroking his cheek as he shakes.

nadia

• the argument was probably about her refusing to ask for help. she’s been alone for so long that the refusal simply comes naturally. she has to prove that she can be successful alone, that she can make something of herself without anyone.

• at first, you tell her gently that she can trust you, that you’re always here for her, and that she doesn’t have to do this alone— but she doesn’t want to hear it, telling you insistently that she doesn’t need any help.

• “your dark circles would say otherwise, nadi! you can’t keep going on like this!” you tell her, your voice strained as you lay a hand on her arm. you just want to help her, but she won’t listen to you. “i can do it myself,” she tells you coldly, pulling away from you and turning back to her work. “i don’t need your help. i never have.”

• you feel the hurt blossom in your chest, but you try to push it down as you close her books, smudging the ink on a document by mistake. “nadi, please.” you tell her, but she doesn’t even seem to hear you as she opens her books and sets her jaw, looking at the ruined document. you bite your lip in dismay and go to apologise, but she cuts in before you get the chance. “you ruin everything. you’re such a nuisance, can you not find anything better to do with your time than to bother me? i am the countess of vesuvia, and i don’t need your help.” she’s shouting by the end of her outburst, and you recoil, hurt now showing across your face— but it’s quickly replaced by anger.

• you laugh disbelievingly, your voice spiteful and pained as you speak. “you don’t need my help? well that’s certainly a different tune than the one you were singing when you came to me in the middle of the night, asking for my help. and even then i gave it unbegrudgingly. you’re so stubborn, nadia! you’re so ridiculously naïve that you can’t even see that not everybody’s against you. so your sisters acted like every older sibling the world over, and excluded you from a few games. you carry grudges as if the world’s out to get you and nobody seeks to help you. you’re such a child! why—” your screaming cuts off at the sharp crack.

• you cry out at the sudden flare of pain. nadia’s also a lot stronger than she looks— i mean, she’s a master sword-fighter. and so, you stumble backwards into the marble table opposite her desk, turning away from her to catch your breath, your figure shaking with quiet sobs. everything seems to fall away, and you hold your arms around yourself in a poor attempt to keep your paroxysms of sobs quiet.

• nadia is completely silent. the jarring force snapped her out of whatever tired grumpiness she had been wallowing in, and now she’s just looking at her hands, a look of absolute horror twisting her features as she takes in the hand, resting palm-down on her knees, that she used to— to— she can’t even think about it. she has betrayed your trust, used your relationship, built on a foundation of love and mutual respect, to hurt you. it’s as if she’s seeing the world through a haze of disbelief. she’s taken advantage of your love for her, she’s physically violated you, and the thought of that leaves her physically ill. hot tears drop steadily into her lap, as she turns her hands over, and her eyes widen even more, if possible, with horror. blood glisters thickly on her index finger, coating the closest section to her palm where a golden ring sits. the countess of vesuvia never takes her rings off during the day, and she’s snapped out of her daze by the quiet hiss that comes from where you stand.

•when the first tears stream down your face, you hiss at the sharp pain, touching your fingers gently to your face and wincing as they come into contact with… is that a wound? you stare at them as they come away a deep, garnetine red. your hair is sticking to the blood running down your face from the wound. you sob dryly as the pain sets in, and by the gods it stings. it seems that even the air twists into your opened skin, burning sharply. you’re so lost in the mist of disbelief you barely notice when nadia comes up behind you.

• “my love?” her voice comes, softly, and you stiffen as she lays a hand on your upper arm. she withdraws it quickly as her voice breaks. “please, mc. say anything. look at me, i beg of you.” you don’t say anything for a minute before you inhale softly and turn to her.

• something in nadia breaks. she lifts shaking fingers up to her mouth as your eyes meet hers, and she takes in what she’s done to you. she’s sliced your upper-cheek open from just short of the bridge of your nose to almost the edge of your face. and the cut is deep. bruising spreads around it, in the shape of her hand, and she lets out a sob before dropping to her knees, taking your hand in hers. “by the arcana, mc, i am so, so sorry— i don’t know— i can’t— please, my love, i am so sorry,” she presses her forehead to your hand before you start to cry, sinking to your knees as well and burying your face in your hands, your shoulders shaking. you hiss softly as you draw your hand away and it comes away a glistening, wine-dark red.

• you flinch away from her as she comes to envelop you in a hug. “don’t. please,” you say softly, pulling yourself away from her. you leave bloodstains on the floor. her eyes hold inexplicable sorrow and remorse in them, as she nods haltingly, her heart breaking as she realises— you’re… afraid of her. later, she’ll bury her head into her pillow and sob her heart out but for now, she needs you to know to not be afraid of her. she loves you, you know that— and you need to know she’ll never violate the trust you put in her again.

• “mc… please. i’m so, so inexplicably sorry for what i’ve done to you. i promise it will never happen again.” her voice is soft, and she speaks to you as if you’re a wounded deer she’s found in the palace gardens, her voice breaking as she lets you see that she’s approaching you, her arms in front of her as she holds them out softly when she’s quite close to you.

• you look at her, meet her eyes with yours, and slowly settle into her embrace as she lets out a quiet sob of relief, burying her head in your hair. you pull away with a quiet gasp of pain when her hair meets your wound, and she cups your face (your good side) softly, stroking your cheek with her thumb as you close your eyes and she moves closer to you, giving you the time to pull away before her lips meet your forehead and she kisses you there gently before pressing one just above your cut and pulling you back to her, minding your cheek. you cry softly into her chest, and she does so into your hair. the two of you stay there until the blood starts to dry on your cheek and she stands, helping you up.

• “i’m taking you to the infirmary, dearest one.” “but… nadia.” you gesture to the state you’re in with a raised eyebrow. blood stains your collar and had dripped down your cheek in steady rivulets— and now your entire cheek is coated in blood. the cut itself is deep and thorough, splitting the skin so that the flesh beneath is easily visible, and the black, blue, and red flesh around your cut in the shape of nadia’s hand is enough that there is no room to doubt how your injury happened. “i’m your partner. there’s nobody else that would have done this— your entire court will know.” you look at her gently. “i can hide this.”

• and yet again, nadia’s heart is absolutely crushed. broken. shattered. “my heart, you should not have to hide what i have done. we’re going to the infirmary.”

• the entire way there, nadia weathers the stares and whispers with, for once, a bent head. you tighten your fingers around her hand— you know how important the favour of the court is. when you finally arrive, and you have to explain, haltingly, how you were injured, nadia gets a few looks of unbridled disgust as your injuries are treated. you squeeze her hand every now and again, and she looks at you gratefully. her eyes darken as you bite your lip roughly when the antiseptic meets it, your eyes watering as she strokes your hand, never taking her eyes away from you.

• afterwards, will absolutely doubt herself as a leader and a partner. no matter if you forgive her, no matter that the bruise fades and the wound heals, she’ll still always linger on your scar when she’s kissing your face, she’ll still murmur “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, darling,” into your hair for months after.

• if anyone is so much as even vaguely disdainful towards you with respects to your scar, you’ll literally have to talk her down from having them thrown out/arrested. you forgive her, and she loves you with all of her— but when dark feelings surface now there’s absolutely nothing you can do that will even get a shadow of a rise out of her. is just calm and collected. never so much as raises her voice at you.

• will 100% look at you as you sleep and hate herself for harming you in any way.

hope you enjoyed the angst fest!! these were so long— but i’ll do the next four periodically:)