𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞

sake !

Manifesting makapasa sa UST 🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛʀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ.

Characters: Takemichi, Akkun, and Baji.

ᴴᵃⁿᵃᵍᵃᵏⁱ ᵀᵃᵏᵉᵐⁱᶜʰⁱ

⌗ You're not alone, remember that. You have people that are willing to help you, so don't try to solve everything by yourself.

⌗ Don't be too trusting because betrayal doesn't come from our enemies. Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer.

⌗ Learn to move on from the past, even if it hurts so fucking badly, because you won't live in the present if you don't move on.

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. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

ᴬᵗˢᵘˢʰⁱ ˢᵉⁿᵈᵒ/ᴬᵏᵏᵘⁿ

⌗ It wasn't your fault; you had no choice. It's okay to make mistakes as long as you learn from them.

⌗ You should cherish your friends and make a lot of memories with them. You don't have all the time in the world, so learn to enjoy it.

⌗ Your friends are grateful for you, and they love you so much.

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.⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

ᴮᵃʲⁱ ᴷᵉⁱˢᵘᵏᵉ

⌗ Please learn that communication is the key for almost everything. Don't hold it in because it might hurt a lot of people in the end.

⌗ Please, think your actions thoroughly because people would misunderstand you even if your intention was good.

⌗ Trust your friends, and it's okay to not be perfect in everything as long as you try your best.

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. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

This might be inaccurate, but let me know what you think. 

I really love him.

asra:

but this could also be applied to any of the main six lol

*Tanjiro is Ma

CUTE THINGS THEY DO

KITA. he likes to pick out flowers from his garden and give them to you. his grandma helps them arrange them into a cute bouquet.  put a small bow around them and include a small card full of sweet words from him. he does it often because he likes the way you smile when he gives them to you.  

OIKAWA. will tuck stray pieces of hair behind your ear. he does it because he knows they bother you, but sometimes he gets cheeky and claims its because he wants to see your ‘gorgeous face’. while it may seem like he’s teasing you, his words are sincere.

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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."

if katsuki has told you once, he’s told you a thousand times—don’t wait up for me.

you never did understand what all the fuss was about. sure, the fatigue would catch up to you after a few consecutive days of doing so—but it was never anything a little more sleep in the morning couldn’t solve.

still, after seeing how adamant he was about the whole thing, you dropped the habit altogether—or at least, he thought you did.

it’s almost midnight when katsuki arrives home, easing the front door shut with the utmost care. he doesn’t bat an eye upon noticing the dull amber glow emanating from the kitchen—you always leave the little light above the stove on for him. he does however, feel his heart skip a beat when he rounds the corner and sees a figure clad in black sitting at his kitchen island.

he easily recognizes the figure as you—seemingly lost in your own little world as you rest your chin in your palm and stare down at your phone. you click on a news article that catches your eye—one from just two hours ago. dynamight’s big rescue! on the evening of tuesday september 6th, three villains entered a bank around ni—

“the hell are you doin’?” his voice lingers from the doorway, much softer than usual—because he knows you’re unaware of his presence.

it startles you nonetheless, but it could have been much worse—he probably just saved you from a major heart attack. a true hero, even off duty.

“just some light reading,” you turn your head and give him a sheepish smile, simultaneously giving him a once over for any injuries. fortunately, you find none—not that you can see at least.

“meant what’re you doin’ up,” he replies, crossing his strong arms over his chest as he takes a few steps further into the kitchen.

“waiting for you,” you hum, hopping out of your chair and padding over to him. he watches, from the moment those words leave your mouth to the moment you wrap your arms around his neck—and then he turns his head. “kats, i missed you.”

he knew it was coming, but that didn’t mean it was any easier to hear. lately, with this increase in crime, you’ve been seeing him less and less. he hates it, but he knows you—and how quick you’d drop everything for a little more time together. he’s witnessed it, all those late nights and early mornings, they took a toll on you—and you don’t deserve that. so, he put an end to it, made sure you knew how important your health was, and had you sleeping like a baby by ten o’clock most nights. but, here you are.

“go,” he nods towards the stairs and rests a hand on your lower back, ushering you ever so gently. “‘ll be there in fifteen.”

he’ll inhale his dinner, wash up at the speed of light, and slide into bed next to you—just like the old days, right?

“i haven’t eaten yet,” you mumble.

you feel his hand stiffen up, and he’s no longer steering you towards your bedroom. he peers down, scarlet eyes boring into you from right beneath his furrowed brow—because he knows that you know, he’d never let you go to bed on an empty stomach. touché.

“pain in my ass,” he mutters, dropping his hand and letting you shuffle towards the fridge where you’re harbouring two plates of leftovers. he trails his gaze down to your feet, and you swear you hear a little snort slip out of him.

as if drowning yourself in his hoodie and sweats wasn’t enough, you have his slippers on—and they’re a size, or seven too big for your feet. you don’t have enough fingers to count all the times he’s called you ronald, or said that he didn’t know the fuckin’ circus was back in town. he can make all the clown jokes he wants, you’ll never give up that warmth and comfort—him getting a kick out of the whole thing is a side effect you can handle.

“how was patrol?” you ask, sliding one of the plates into the microwave. you more or less know how it went, but you’ll keep that to yourself.

he mumbles a same old shit before giving you a vague rundown of the bank robbery—well, the attempted bank robbery. he’s cut off by the loud beeps that echo throughout the room. you reach for the button that opens the little door, but he beats you to it, nudging you away with his hip. he removes the plate—and it’s blatantly obvious that it’s his—the portion size being a dead giveaway. still, he holds it out for you to take. “eat.”

the look on your face must’ve said it all, because he’s quick to follow up. “‘ll finish what you don’t, baby. sit, eat.”

his gaze lingers on you for just a tad longer than usual before he turns around and heads for the second plate. there’s probably half the amount of food on this one, but he doesn’t seem to mind. so you sit, and eat. he’s not far behind, plopping down next to you just a couple minutes later.

“katsuki?” you side eye him, thinking about how cute he looks with his cheeks all full. it’s been a little while since you’ve sat down and had a meal with him—this is perfect, just what you wanted. still, you can’t help but look ahead as you yearn for a little more. “will you wake me up before you leave tomorrow morning?”

“mmm,” he holds his hand in front of his mouth, rapidly chewing the remainder of his bite so he can answer you. “whatever, but if you swing at me once ‘m leavin’ you there.”

as much as katsuki would love to have a testy six am encounter with the little overtired monster that is you—he won’t, because he’s going to let you sleep until your sweet heart’s content.

you won’t be happy, he knows that—hell, maybe you’ll even swing at him tomorrow evening while fully awake. nah, who’s he kidding? you’d never consciously do that. he almost smiles at the thought though, biting the inside of his cheek to prevent it.

right, you won’t be happy, but you’ll get over it. it’s his job to get up early, come home late, and deal with all the bullshit in between.

because, in all aspects of life—from sleep, right down to the level of warmth and comfort you feel on your feet—katsuki believes you deserve just a little more than him.

✩ note : the man of the year returns to izurou :o thank you for reading ++ thank you for allll the love on my first kats fic !! i’m hoping this one is enjoyable as well >: reblogs are appreciated!

Yuuji after Shibuya.

red - rage

green - guilt

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.