I Think Mitsuya Is My TOTGA 😭

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:)

Yuuji after Shibuya.

red - rage

green - guilt

things people have said to me and the haikyuu character that said it;

SUGAWARA: our souls know each other from old lives and past loves.

BOKUTO: we can't love anyone else because the gods cursed the love we felt for each other for being the only true feeling in this world.

KUROO: all the stars in the night sky could only hope to shine as bright as you, my love.

OIKAWA: you make me want to be a better person for you, and myself.

AKAASHI: you have such a beautiful mind and soul, i love how you say things and how you interpret/view things.

KAGEYAMA: you feel like home.

TSUKISHIMA: you are the reason i believe in hope.

IWAIZUMI: no star could even compare to the light you bring to my life, they pale in comparison to you.

OSAMU: you inspire me.

ATSUMU: i love you a little more today than i loved you yesterday. and i think that tomorrow i will love you even more.

nishinoya, tanaka, kageyama, and hinata when their s/o dodges his kisses

prompt: how kageyama, nishinoya, tanaka, and hinata (separate) would react when their gender neutral s/o dodges his kisses 

a/n: if you would like to see the same prompt with other haikyuu characters, please feel free to request !! 

ushijima and tendou’s version here !!

kuroo, kenma, lev, and yaku’s version here !!

oikawa and iwaizumi’s version here !!

atsumu, osamu, and suna’s version here :D

nishinoya:

- “gimme smoochie,” noya scrunches his nose and motions for you to come over. you face away from him to hide your smile. instead of going up to him like usual, you sat exactly where you were, pretending you didn’t hear him 

- “babe ? gimme smooch ?” noya asks again while looking at you 

- you shake your head without looking up 

- here comes pouty noya crawling over to you and leaning to give you a forehead kiss,  “i’m gonna give you a kiss since you weren’t coming to me >:” 

- you try to dodge his kiss, causing you both to fall over 

- noya looks a little shocked and hurt … “i’m not gonna give up that easily y/n … wait, do you want some space?” 

- you bite your lip to stop yourself from smiling because he looks quite adorable right now- 

- “y/n did you just smile … oh waitttt it’s a prank huh :) if that’s the case you’ll never escape from my kisses” 

- once again, noya attacks you and squishes your cheeks together while he kisses all over your face

- “but promise me no more dodging my smooches >:)” - noya

- “promise …. for now :)” - you

tanaka:

- you two were both sitting on the couch together watching a movie, shoulders touching 

- tanaka turns his head to watch your facial expressions and leans in for quick kiss when you lean toward the opposite direction to dodge 

- tanaka widens his eyes, “are you in a bad mood babe …normally you love my kisses :(” 

- ahhh his sad eyes makes you feel so bad :(  “tanaka, i’m just kidding ~ here give me the kiss you were gonna give me :D” 

- “don’t ever dodge my kisses anymore or else my heart’s gonna shatter into a million pieces” 

kageyama: 

- you sat against the wall of the gym, watching your boyfriend serve over and over again. while it’s repetitive, your eyes never left him 

- he catches you staring before another serve, jogs over, and gives you a soft smile, “can i get a small kiss y/n?” 

- you shake your head and dodges when he leans in

- kageyama raises his eyebrows  “fine then, your loss >:” 

- he jogs back to his serving position and hits a couple of serves. it doesn’t take long for him to jog back and sit down beside you … “y/n …” he fumbles 

- “yes kags you can have a kiss :)” 

- he immediately turns red, “oh, okay” ……….. :)

hinata: 

- you two sat down shoulder to shoulder on a picnic table in a park under the shade of a giant tree. you unpack your lunch and watch hinata as he unpacks his

- “y/n, i have yakisoba bread today :D. normally, i don’t like to share but i’ll give you a piece… here, but no second piece :)” 

- after eating, you run across a grass field as hinata runs behind you, catching you and tries to give you a quick peck on the cheek. you dodge his kiss and runs away … 

- “hey come back ~ i didn’t get to give you a kissy” he runs toward you again, cups your cheeks and tries to kiss you again but you dodge away 

- ….“y/n, do you not like my kisses anymore ? D: … are you mad because i didn’t give you a second piece of my yakisoba bread?” 

- you can’t help but laugh. you give him a quick kiss to watch his sad frown turn into a giant smile 

calling him by the wrong name prank

DILUC, KAEYA, XIAO, ZHONGLI, CHILDE — gn!reader

genre/warnings: fluff(?), a little jealousy, mentions of cheating (though it never actually happens), mild swearing in zhongli and childe’s.

notes: reblogs help me tons, pls n ty :3 ack and i apologize, kaeya’s is a bit shorter than i’d like

━━ diluc;

“hey, kaeya?”

diluc lifted his head and looked around the tavern for the cryo wielder. angel’s share wasn’t open yet, so he wasn’t really sure how kaeya had gotten in.

that is until diluc noticed you were looking at him and not at kaeya.

“come again, love?”

“oh! i meant diluc, sorry.” you said, even though there were only faint traces of sincerity. “anyway, do you think that we can-”

“y/n.”

diluc’s stare was cold and unfeeling. you supposed that he was never overly kind to anyone, but then again he looked a lot more intimidating now than he usually was. he never broke eye contact, and even when you slouched and looked down, his eyes bore into you.

“why did you call me that?”

when you looked back up at him, you found that his jaw was set and he was white-knuckling the cloth he used to clean glasses.

“diluc, it was just a prank,” you laughed. “kaeya did put me up to it though.”

“i’ll kill him.” diluc said, a soft smile reaching his lips. the tension in his shoulders visibly dissipated.

you just laughed at diluc, knowing that he was joking. he gave you a fond smile from across the counter, though you didn’t see it.

venti had walked in a few moments before diluc’s last comment, quiet in order to not interrupt the both of you. the door made a small sound as it closed, but other than that, the bard was quiet as he observed.

you knew a lot of things about diluc, probably more than most others he was close with, but yet there was still one thing you hadn’t noticed. one thing that seemingly everyone else had.

the way he looked at you whenever you weren’t looking at him was... well, venti could write thousands of limericks that could never describe the emotion held in the diluc’s eyes, paired with the seemingly unconscious smile on his lips.

venti supposes that a more diluted version of it would be “love”.

━━ kaeya;

“oh, diluc, i’ve been meaning to-”

kaeya didn’t miss a beat. just as quickly as his heart had sunk, he was speaking, “you know that i’m kaeya, right? your lover?”

you gave him a smile. it seemed innocent of course, as though you hadn’t just been the cause of the pain in his chest and the lump in his throat.

“yeah, thats-”

“your only lover, right?”

you frowned at that, and you began to regret saying it. studying his face, you found his eyebrows pinned in worry — or was it fear? — and glassy eyes.

“of course, kaeya. i was just kidding, actually it was diluc’s idea. you know that i would never do... that to you.”

he nodded and stepped towards you, then wrapped his arms around you. he held you close to his chest as he pressed a kiss to your head.

“i know. i love you.”

“i love you too, kaeya.”

“of course you do, dove. c’mon, let’s see if we can go home early tonight, how’s that?” kaeya said, smiling at you.

you smiled at him and nodded, taking his hand as you walked home.

━━ xiao;

“zhongli!” you cheered happily, making your way over to xiao. “i found... what?”

xiao normally looked tense whenever he wasn’t tucked away and hiding from humans, and sometimes even when it was just him he was on edge. but you swear you see his body freeze.

it reminded you of a dog raising it’s hackles, as though you could see xiao building his walls back up again.

you regretted your choice to play this prank on him. however, before you could explain yourself he was gone.

from the top of wangshu inn, xiao was replaying the short conversation in his mind. verr goldet had mentioned to him before about how protective he could be of you, though he couldn’t be sure if he was over reacting.

much worse thoughts were running through his mind, but tried to convince himself that it was just how much time you’d spent with zhongli lately... right? even then, could you really get your lover and your friend mixed up so easily?

you knew xiao. you knew where he would be. though tedious and painstakingly slow, you were climbing on the roof of wangshu inn.

until you weren’t.

“you’re going to get hurt like that. you’ll fall.” xiao said, his voice was stern but he wouldn’t make eye contact with you.

it took you a few moments to register that xiao was the reason you were now suddenly in the kitchen. no one was here to see him, and yet you could see how on edge he looked.

“i didn’t... it was supposed to be a prank, you know i’m not like that.” you said it as though you were testing your waters, a little unsure of yourself.

he swallowed thickly and cleared his throat. “then... you...” xiao always seemed confident when he spoke. he always used a tone that showed he was sure of himself. this time, however, he sounded lost. “are you sure?”

“of course i am, i promise. i love you, xiao.”

he narrowed his eyes as though he was trying to decipher something. “i... i love you too.”

━━ zhongli;

“oh, childe, do- I mean, zhongli, do you think i should get this?” you asked, holding some sort of elixir neither of you could identify.

childe and you had been spending more and more time with each other as of late due to something you were supposed to be investigating, but somehow you’d managed to befriend the harbinger.

and of course childe had given you the idea, telling you it would be funny to watch the archon get jealous.

you looked over to zhongli to see if he’d caught the mistake. his eyebrows knitted in confusion, but he didn’t say anything about it.

“uhm,” he cleared his throat and adverted his gaze to another curious item. “if you wish to. but don’t use it without knowing what it does, it might be a poison of some sort.”

you found that strange. a part of you wondered if he’d heard you, and another part of you wondered if he even cared... he did, right?

you got your answer later that night as you walked along the harbor. the sound of childe’s laughter filled your ears, followed by zhongli’s voice.

“this isn’t funny.” his voice was stern, frustrated even. “you expect me-”

“listen,” childe started, though it was clear from his tone that he was trying not to laugh. “i swear i don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”

“there is no reason that you need to be around them so much. i thought you to be an honorable man, but-”

so that’s what he was talking about.

“zhongli?” you asked, and his face flushed whenever he turned to look at you. “love, thats not- it was just a joke that childe told me to pull. you know i would never hurt you like that.”

zhongli’s eyes turned back to childe, who was still trying his hardest to hold back laughter. and then he was walking over to you, interlacing his own fingers with yours, and leading you away.

“i know that, love,” zhongli said softly. “but still i worry. i apologize for that, i usually have a lot more rationale.”

“i’m the one that should be apologizing, i really didn’t know you’d think about it that much.”

he squeezed your hand lightly. “it’s alright. perhaps as a bit of payback you could stay with me tomorrow, hm? i’m sure childe can manage a single day without your help.”

━━ childe;

“zhongli! look, there’s a-”

“zhongli isn’t here, y/n.” childe said, eyeing you curiously. the way his body tensed and seemed to freeze caught your attention.

a more mature side of you knew you shouldn’t do this, but childe had begun playing tricks lately and after his most recent one you decided to get him back. he’s said your name though; pet names were almost the only thing he called you by, but he’d used your name, so you could tell he was getting bothered.

“yeah, i know. i said ‘childe’.” you responded.

he huffed and rolled his eyes away from you, growing agitated. he knew that he could trust you and he was fairly sure he could trust zhongli. then again, childe had always worried about his relationship with you — his job called for him to leave with almost no warning, and he never knew how long he’d be gone.

so of course he worried about you getting bored of that, of him, but he always brushed it off. it was unfounded... wasn’t it?

“i’m not dense. it’s not the first time you’ve said it, either. if... if you really don’t want...” fuck, was he really about to cry right now of all times? “i mean, you know i don’t wanna choose between my job and my partner, but maybe i can work something out with the other-”

“no, no,” you interrupted him, feeling your heart clench. “i was just kidding, baby. thought it was payback for your prank the other day, remember?”

he pouted almost dramatically, but you could see the tension release and his expression become more relaxed. childe pulled your close to his chest, burying his face into your neck.

“alright, but no more pranks. and i won’t either, promise... seriously though, i think if i talk to-”

“shut up.” you said, playfully hitting him. “if i do something like that just because you aren’t home, you shouldn’t be with me anyway.”

you felt him smile as he pressed a kiss to your neck. “i love you.”

“i love you too.”

𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑;

➵ multi x gn!reader ➵ contents: his reaction when you do this prank on him

does a double take and whips his head around to stare at you as you pass. blushes when he sees you. isn’t sure what to do at first but quickly makes up his mind to run in the other direction of the escalator to try and catch up to you.

⤿ hinata, bokuto, koganegawa, aran, nishinoya, akiteru

glances at you with a startled expression but doesn’t say or do anything. can’t stop thinking about the cute little wink and smile you shot him though, and turns to look at you again when he steps off the elevator.

⤿ kita, iwaizumi, ushijima, osamu, daichi, aone, akaashi, sugawara

catches your hand and tries to hold on to it for as long as possible. absolutely no shame, will do it in front of all his friends regardless of what they think. leans so far over the handrail towards you that he almost tips over it, but he’ll risk it all to try and get your name and number.

⤿ atsumu, terushima, hanamaki, kuroo, tanaka

rolls with it and kisses your hand. smugly tells his bewildered (and slightly jealous) friends that the two of you are dating. makes that a reality by the end of the day.

⤿ oikawa, meian, matsukawa, tendou, romero

rips his hand away. gives you a onceover. offers you his hand again.

⤿ tsukishima, kyoutani, daishou, sakusa, kageyama, semi

Call signs

Ft: Mikey, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Hanma, and Draken

‣ ᴍɪᴋᴇʏ

✦ He uses a lot of names for you, but he often uses your name. On certain occasions, if he's more clingy than usual, he'll call you babe or my love.

"Come on, Mikey, you'll be late for your meeting."

"Babe, they can wait! I just want my cuddles. "

‣ ᴅʀᴀᴋᴇɴ

✦ He prefers to use your name. He does, however, use the words baby, love, and angel on occasion. He just thinks your name is a lot prettier than these call signs. He enjoys seeing your eyes light up whenever he calls you an angel.

"Eyes up here, Angel."

"You cannot blame me for getting distracted by your biceps, Draken."

‣ ᴄʜɪꜰᴜʏᴜ

✦ He uses my love and babe ALL THE TIME. He only uses your name if he'll tell you something serious and he needs your full attention. He accidentally called you bro once, and you always bring it up to fluster him.

"It was one time!"

"Yeah, whatever bro."

‣ ᴍɪᴛꜱᴜʏᴀ

✦ Yup, this man always calls you darling or my beloved. He loves watching you become flustered whenever he calls you that. He uses your name when you two are in a public place, since he's not too big on PDA.

"You look so beautiful like this, darling."

"You're the prettier one here, Takashi."

‣ ʜᴀɴᴍᴀ

✦ He uses baby girl as an inside joke between you two. He'll just call you that just to piss you off. On a serious note, he calls you angel or baby when he feels like it.

"Where are you going, baby girl?"

"Can you please stop calling me that?"

— 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

“uh oh.”

when they accidentally embarrass themselves in front of their crush… [y/n].

featuring —

✧ bennett, chongyun, diluc, zhongli (separate) x gn!reader

warnings ―

✧ not proofread, blood (not graphic, but mentions), mentions of death

notes ―

✧ woke up at 5am, had this idea, wrote it all at 5am… went back to sleep 😻

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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