actualdegenerate

[actualdegenerate]

If you’re still active can you do a comfort request i don’t know any bnha/haikyuu character comforting a ftm reader who got made fun of?

Pairing: Bakugo x FTM!reader

Genre: Comfort, fluff and angst

Summary: Bakugo comforting you after he finds you being made fun of.

Warnings: Uhh, hints of bullying but nothing too explicit, language

A/N: Hey! Sorry if this is kind of clunky, I haven’t written anything in ages, but here you go, remember that my dms are always open!

Bakugo knew so much more than you thought he knew. He knew how much it affected you some days, he knew you couldn’t drown everyone's voices out sometimes, he knew how strong you were despite all of this. 

He swore under his breath as he approached the situation. You were surrounded by a group of upperclassmen, idiots, outside of the men’s bathroom.

If it were up to him, they would already have been blown to pieces, but he didn’t want Aizawa to punish him again, plus, his main priority right now was making sure you were okay.

As he got closer, the comments they were making started to get his blood boiling, producing little explosions on his hands, he decided to just grab them and push them away, leaving him face to face with a teary-eyed y/n.

He tried to calm himself a bit, difficult task with the way you were looking at him, but he managed to subside the crackling on his hands enough for it to be safe to grab you by the arm.

He dragged you outside, all the way to the back of a building, and sat you both down on a small patch of grass. He wasn’t good with words but seeing how the situation was going, he sure as hell was gonna try.

“Don’t listen to them, they’re just shittyidiots.” Okay, he needs to do better, “Fuck, uhh, they don’t know anything.” At moments like this, he regrets his strong personality, but he would be damned if the Great Bakugo Katsuki can’t comfort his friend in need.

Looking everywhere but your eyes, he starts to breathe slower. “They’re just jealous, you’re a great hero, shit, a great person, they just can’t handle it.” His voice growing steadier and more confident as he speaks, “In the end, what are they but transphobic pricks? You should be proud of being one of the strongest people in our class, because you have to deal with everything everyone has to deal with, and more.” he says, finally meeting your eyes.

“No matter how much they cry about it, you’re still a real man, no one can change that, and people like them will still exist, it’s shitty but just remember there's a whole bunch of us who will jump at the opportunity to come help you out, whether that means beating the shit out of bigots or just sitting down with you to talk it out,” his hands moved to grab yours at some point, “at least I know I’m here.” He wordlessly asked if you wanted a hug, and decided that you guys could use some time to just sit there, he would explain Aizawa later, opting for just taking in the small flowers growing around and just being there with you.

#bakugou katsuki #bnha bakugou #bakugou imagine #bakugou x male reader #comfort requests #answered #bnha x reader #bnha imagines #reader insert #boku no hero x reader #ftm reader

[actualdegenerate]

I only have eyes for you

Pairing: Tanaka x Male Manager Reader

Genre: angst with a happy ending, hurt/comfort

Summary: how can you compete with the pretty manager he clearly adores?

Warnings: Insecurities?

A/N: I finished this at 3:30 am, so don’t judge the ending, also, the average male height in japan is 1.60 cm?? so i made the reader shorter than Tanaka assuming the reader is Japanese, sorry if you’re taller than him!

Words: 2 k

There she went, pretty as always, beauty so mesmerizing it managed to turn the heads of boys and girls alike. Black hair slightly falling into her face as she leaned to pick up the water bottles, gracefully as ever. You watched as she left quietly, disappearing from your vision as you continued with the net you were already setting up. She was mainly the reason you were here right now, having approached you after school, looking for a second manager for the volleyball team. You almost had a heart attack when you realized she was actually talking, to you of all people.

You ended up agreeing with her, considering that you had yet to find a club, and, yeah, even though you thought it was gonna be weird at first, managers stereotypically being girls but got used to it very quickly. Now your biggest problem with this came in the form of an overly excited bald boy who was not only in love with Kiyoko, but also probably straight.

And it’s not like the whole “same-gender” thing is a problem, you already had a questioning phase in your life that consisted of several awkward crushes and big realizations. Of course, some people knew, but you were not openly out yet, and the only person in the team that actually knew was Ennoshita, who was also your closest friend on the team, thanks, mostly, to shared classes. You couldn’t tell if he knew about your crush, but something about the looks he sent your way when Tanaka was teasing you told you he did.

Shaking out of your thoughts, you heard the rowdy first years arriving at the gym. After getting an actual coach and somehow getting a new manager, the team got bigger, and stronger along with that.

That was a problem. Well, no, it wasn’t, you enjoyed how alive the club had gotten with more members and all of that, but it made you feel more distant from everyone. You were the only male in the club who wasn’t playing volleyball and the only manager who wasn’t female, so naturally, it felt as if you were mostly watching from afar. It was always ‘the players’, ‘the cute managers’, and you.

Looking towards the team, you noticed most of them were already warming up, and everyone but Kiyoko and the second year pair was here. Sighing softly to yourself, you could already tell how things were gonna go. Nishinoya and Tanaka barging in behind your senior praising her like always, thanking Yachi for joining too, and making her talk and smile more.

“KIYOKO-SAN!!!” was heard from somewhere outside the gym, and you knew you were right in your assumption when she entered followed by the boys. Looking away, you decided to spare yourself and go get the manager notebooks and some towels for when they finish. You didn’t get very far, running into Yachi halfway there, books already in her hands, saying that Kiyoko got the towels.

“y/n-Kun, I was wondering if you'd let Yachi and I take notes for today? I want to make sure she learned how to do so last week.” Kiyoko asked as you entered the gym.

“Yeah, no problem,” you said, cause there really wasn’t anything else to say.

You looked around during the first break, gaze lingering over the tough boy that unknowingly had your heart. You can’t remember when you fell for him, but somewhere along the line, his loud, energetic personality somehow made you want to kiss him.

It's kinda funny, to talk about it like you didn’t know why you fell for him, not as it mattered anyway, as stated before, there is no way he could ever like you back.

And this is where that left you, looking longingly at him while he looked at someone else, someone who looks better than you ever will. That’s what you told yourself anyway, because, in reality, it hurt more knowing that you had no chance with him, to begin with.

So you did what you best know how to do, push them both away and hope your feelings disappear.

You walked away to spare yourself from watching him flirting and borderline worship her, you stopped hanging out with him as much, limiting interactions and avoiding him altogether. This, however, backfired, as you noticed that as much effort went into building a wall between your friendship, he put in twice as much to bring it down. Somewhat reluctantly, you accepted the fact that you might never be able to distance yourself enough from him to actually get over him, and his stubbornness and persistence to “save” your friendship only made your feelings act up.

Or so you thought.

...

To say you were surprised when someone after a match started flirting with you, a male volleyball player, at that, was an understatement. You felt your face heating up as his frame loomed over you in an attempt to be seductive, as flattered as you felt, being so new to the situation, your brain barely gave you time to react before there was a muscular back in front of you and a boy with a shaved head “protecting” you.

---

Now, Tanaka, despite being angry and rough around the edges, cared deeply about all his friends, and he couldn't, for the life of him, understand what he had done to push you away. He wasn't the only one that realized how averse you were to be around him and everyone on the team wondered what had he done to hurt you so much. Hell, he had spent more than one sleepless night wracking his brain thinking about what he did to be able to apologize properly, hitting nothing but dead-ends.

He never before has felt so absolutely horrible after the thought of losing someone as close as you were, he didn't even think about how important you were to him until recently and now his drive to spend more time with you turned into painful brooding over how your relationship looked like it wasn't going to last.

Rubbing his eyes, trying to dismiss the tears threatening to appear, he focused on the situation at hand.

The match against Kakugawa was harder than what they initially expected, but now it was over and done and all that was left was to wait for Kiyoko and Hinata to return. Turning around to Noya for a bit of distraction he noticed out of the corner of his eye the way someone was crowding you, eyes cast down and body slightly shifting.

He did not know what came over him, but suddenly the only thought in his mind was making him go away and bringing you back to safety next to him. Body acting on his own, he didn't even realize he moved until after coming between you two, body and mind on autopilot as he dragged you back to the group by the wrist.

Only after reaching the rest of the team, did he stop to look at you, small, disheveled, and faintly trembling, holding onto his arm. Your eyes met and his heart sped up.

“You okay? Y/N?” he asked, trying to play smooth.

“Why did- why did you do that?”

“Well, I couldn’t let our cutest manager be hit on like that!” he said as if it was the obvious answer, paying attention to the way your eyes widened and your breath stuttered.

Before you could say anything, Kiyoko and Hinata had returned with Hinata's bento box, meaning the end of your conversation.

you returned to your house that night with butterflies that didn’t seem to want to leave tasting bitter in your mouth as you wondered what had happened and hoped it meant more, knowing you were just feeding yourself with lies as you looked at your wrist where he had grabbed you.

Tanaka was doing no better, grabbing his head- at the lack of hair to pull- while tossing and turning, thoughts plagued with the way his stomach stirred when you were clinging to his arm earlier and how you fit next to him like matching puzzle pieces.

He didn’t understand exactly what it meant, Saeko had talked about the word ‘bisexual’ with him but he wasn’t really paying attention, he was more focused on his past stupidity. He had known for a while that he and Kiyoko might never work out, getting over her fairly quickly during his first year. His fawning nowadays was mostly to keep appearances and, don’t get him wrong, he still thought she was beautiful and amazing, it was more a matter of him no longer having romantic feelings towards her. Now it was as if he had gotten punched in the gut with feelings that he didn’t know were there, a crush that was a bit too big and no idea if it was mutual.

Without knowing who to turn to for help, seeing as Saeko had helped him figure his own stuff up, but hadn’t spent enough time around you to help him with that, he went to the only other people he could think of. And that's how the next afternoon Ennoshita was dragged to his house by Nishinoya and him, trying to avoid you after practice so that there were no suspicions nor hurt feelings.

Both of his friends, after yelling at him because “We thought you knew about your feelings??” Made him write you the neatest note he could, asking you to meet him after school the next day at ‘your usual spot’, which was just a tree that you guys sit under most days during lunchtime.

So, the following morning, you found yourself staring at a card that looked like it was written by a kid with how shaky the letters were, but had the unmistakable handwriting of a certain trouble-maker that left you tongue-tied.

Hours dragged by, and only after what must have been an eternity, were you able to almost run over to the tree, knowing there wasn’t much time left, the club leaving you barely with ten minutes.

You missed his arrival mostly because you were distracted by the letter, but refused to look up once you noticed him, fearing you might give away how nervous you were due to his proximity.

“Hey so, I- I kinda realized that, after being friends for a while, I might like you? As in, more than friends. I don't know why I'm telling you this, I don't even know if you like boys like that? Noya and Ennoshita kind of convinced me to do this out of the blue"

As shocked as you were from his words, which weren't really registering in your brain, the somersaults your heart was doing inside your chest urged you to give some sort of reaction.

“Well, I don't know, maybe if you feel a similar way we could, go out sometime? hopefully? I totally understand if you don't though, and I certainly would like to keep being friends either way, so, um, yeah."

Your heart melted upon seeing Tanaka's flushed face, hand rubbing his neck as he gently rocked back and forth, not being able to look at you properly. Thanking whatever god may be listening, in an outburst of excitement, you threw your arms around him in a hug, almost tackling him to the ground in the process.

“I always thought you liked Kiyoko,” you said, muffled from the place your head had taken, buried in his chest. You could feel his boisterous laugh enveloping you into such a safe space, you doubted you’d ever want to leave.

“I mean, I used to like her, but I don’t think I see her as anything other than a friend after all, plus, why would I like her when I have the cutest manager with me right now.” He said, placing a soft kiss on the forehead, that truly made you wonder how you could be so blind in the beginning as to not notice the oblivious volleyball player’s clear feelings towards you, but hey, at least you weren’t the only one.

#tanaka #tanaka ryuunosuke #haikyuu tanaka #haikyuu male reader #haikyuu x manager reader #karasuno #tanaka x reader #hq #hq x reader #haikyuu imagines #reader insert #male reader

[actualdegenerate]

ur blog is criminally underrated- thank you btw for the denki x reader it helped a lot-

I'm- I'm actually gonna cry 🥺🥺🥺 thank you ♥️♥️

#answered #I'm currently trying to catch up with school #but we have next week off #thanks to national holidays #so I'm looking forward to finishing #a tanaka fic #x male reader #sooo yeah

[actualdegenerate]

Mutual understanding

Pairing: Sakusa x gender neutral reader who has OCD

Genre: fluff

Summary: maybe it is irrational, but at least someone sympathizes

Warnings: anxious thoughts? i think?

A/N: This is completely self indulgent and 100% trash lmao

Words: 0.6 k

You knew it was stupid, you knew it was irrational, but you couldn't help it! Your skin crawled as you rearranged everything because it was just wrong. It seemed as if someone placed everything 2 centimetres to the left and there you were, unable to put it back.

You had been fixing yourself a simple breakfast earlier, alone with your thoughts, not really paying attention when your mom came in and started using up space in the kitchen. No longer the only one in the kitchen, the dread from the thoughts of her interrupting or everything and anything that could go wrong because you no longer were alone started settling down. Not being able to find a good enough excuse to make her leave, you just continued and took your food to the table, trying to eat without disruption.

Taking shelter inside your room after washing your dishes and putting them away, you straightened it up a bit, having pushed your cleaning duties aside after a few busy days. Little did you know your mother wanted to 'help you' with that too. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you managed to somehow get her out of your room before closing the door. Skin burning as you looked around to asses the mess she made, you reorganized everything, making sure you were comfortable with were everything was, before sitting down. The itch it left had yet to be scratched as you tried to find comfort in your bed, tears of frustration pricking your eyes, clothes too tight and shallow breathing, you took your phone and dialed his number.

"Y/N?" he answered after a few rings, breath heavy as you realized he was probably in practice even though it was the weekend.

"Yoomi?" you said, hoping he didn't catch the slight break of your voice

"Hey, is everything okay?" voice gentle and soft.

"Yeah, I miss you, that's all." you said, sounding a bit muffled from the covers you were holding so tightly to yourself.

"Practice is about to end, do you want me to come over after?" he said, you could hear how his teammates talked in the background and assumed they were on a small break.

"Yes, please," you said, lifting the covers off of yourself and standing up, "do you want me to clean my room?"

Everyone who knew him knew of his germaphobia, it was painfully obvious to anyone who observed him for more than a minute. After being his partner for a while, you got used to cleaning and disinfecting everything to make him more comfortable. You even had a small stash of his favorite cleaning products in your room for when he came over, as well as masks to use when going outside and what seemed like an endless supply of hand sanitizer. Knowing he had days where he needed to feel cleaner than normal, and him already knowing that even if he didn’t ask you were gonna have your room spotless when he came over, you guys agreed that ‘cleaning’ for you was given, and asking him was just you wanting to know how bad his germaphobia affected him that day.

“No, don’t worry, I’ll head over after I shower, see you soon.” He said, call ending soon after and leaving you to shower and straighten up.

---

An hour or so later, after washing his hands thoroughly, you found yourself cuddled up to your boyfriend in your room, tension seeping out of your body in time with his hands, which were currently carding through your hair as you talked about what made you anxious earlier. You already knew it didn’t make sense to a neurotypical person, but with him you could be honest about how you felt and at least be able to empathize with each other. As if no one but the other was able to get your train of thought, both of you found comfort in the fact that you guys had a mutual understanding.

#sakusa #kiyoomi #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa haikyuu #sakusa x reader #itachiyama #msby bj #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #ocd #haikyuu sakusa #hq #haikyuu imagines #hq x reader #hq sakusa #reader insert

[actualdegenerate]

hey! i’ve been like five months clean of self harm and the stress got to much. i feel horrible and i’m sorry if it’s insensitive to ask but could you write a comfort fic for denki comforting you after you relapse? i love ur blog btw. have a nice day sugar and don’t overwork urself:)

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x gender neutral, classmate reader who just relapsed (established relationship)

Genre: Comfort, fluff

Summary: Denki finding out you relapsed and comforting you after

Warnings: mentions of self harm

A/N: Hey nonnie! I hope this is okay, just know that my dms are always open if you need someone to talk to! 

Words: 0.5 k

You heard Denki, your boyfriend, knocking on your door. You had been feeling down for the past few days so he wanted to ask if you wanted to have a movie session to relax and distract yourself for the night. After knocking for the third time and already starting to loose hope, he sighted and stop, already turning to make his way back, when heard the small sobbing coming from inside.

You didn’t want him to catch you like this, you had been struggling with self harm for long, and he knew that, but you had been clean for a while and now all of your effort flew out the window. All you wanted was for him to hold you, but fearing for his reaction, you tried to stay quiet while he called for you from behind your closed door.

Denki, who had started to panic, thinking about how you were probably crying with no one there to comfort you, tried to open your door, finding it wasn’t locked properly (and mentally face-palming because he didn’t think to try beforehand), he opened it a bit, not enough to actually be able to look inside, but enough to be sure his voice was being heard.

“Babe? Can I please come in?”

Being met with silence, he was about to give you the space you needed, when your voice was heard from the dark room.

“Denki?” you asked shakily, your need for comfort overpowering the worry you had.

Opening the door a bit further, he saw you, taking your whole appearance in, tear stained face, messy hair and-

Oh

“Baby-” he said with a mixture of sadness and pain as rushed to your side, hugging you tight but carefully. He could feel how your sobs wracked through your body. Holding you a bit tighter after hearing you muttering ‘I’m sorry’ like a mantra, he raised a hand to your face, feeling his own heart break upon seeing up close your expression.

“Hey, it’s okay, I’m here, you don’t have to apologize.” He said, taking your face in both of his hands, wondering how someone could look so beautiful even when crying. His gaze finally meeting yours, all you could see in them was love as he started peppering your face with kisses.

After a few minutes, when your tears finally stopped flowing, he slowly took your hand and wordlessly raised himself from where you both laid.

“Come on, lets get you wrapped up.” He said, checking that there was no one outside before he led you to where the first aid kit was.

Once everything was done, he decided that his plan to watch a movie was the best thing to get you both to calm down, so once you both had settled into his room, blankets upon blankets surrounding you, he played your movie of choice as he dragged you between his legs and hugged you from behind, negative thoughts drifting away as you payed attention to the movie.

---

As the screen turned to black, feeling the weight of the day starting to set in, you felt Denki trying to lay you both down, now cuddling under the covers.

“I want you to know that it doesn’t matter if it has been a day, a month, a year, I’ll always be proud of you for trying” were the last words you heard before drifting into the most peaceful sleep you’ve had the past week.

Following that night, he made sure you knew how much he loved you, checking up on you often, spending time with you and sending you wholesome/funny memes with the hopes of seeing you smile.

#comfort requests #denki kaminari #kaminari #fluff #comfort #self harn #imagine #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero x reader #boku no hero imagines #denki x reader #bnha denki #gender nuetral #reader insert #answered

[actualdegenerate]

Used to it

Pairing: Tendou x Reader (I tried making it gender neutral but it turned out weird I’m sorry)

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Friends to lovers

Summary: Tendou finds out you’re getting bullied.

Warnings: Swearing, Bullying? is that a warning? Anxious and self deprecating thoughts.

A/N: This is mostly based off on my own personal experience but less targeted?? idk if that makes sense

Words: 1.2k

“Be careful bro, you might catch something if you touch them” you hear as you enter your class, watching out of the corner of your eye how one of your classmates grabs his friend and drags him away from you. Sighing, you make your way to your desk trying to avoid everyone and everything, too caught up in your own world to notice the foot sticking out in your path. Snickers come from the students that watched your fall as you pick up your things and hurry to your desk.

You were used to it, really, it shouldn’t be surprising. You didn’t understand why, but for a while now the kids in your class have been picking on you everyday. It felt as if you were being put under a microscope, everything you do becoming a new source of entertainment for your bullies. Every wrong answer, every comment made in class, sometimes your breath caught in your throat in fear, overanalyzing every single one of your movements, making sure they are perfect so no one can comment on it.

“Mx (L/N), care to wake up before the class starts?” you hear, being startled out of your thoughts by your teacher entering the room, already dreading what might come from that tiny incident and how it will be used against you later.

---

Morning classes went by without a hitch. You did have a small amount of paper balls on the floor by your feet that had been thrown at your head throughout the lessons, each one probably having their own mean comments scribbled down. Trying to get away as quickly as possible for lunch time, you hurried to your usual spot at the back of the huge school. For an academy as prestigious as Shiratorizawa you were still amazed things like bullying were overlooked, yet you still noticed teachers looking away as your peers pushed you around and called you names.

“Hey, you idiot, I’m talking to you!” You hear behind you and hurry your pace trying to ‘shake them off.’

“Come on, what are you? deaf?” he says, grabbing you as you try to get away from him. You turn around and face them, trying to pull yourself free, his eyes looking you up and down before smirking and hardening his grip. You’re sure it will probably leave a mark but right now all you want is to get away from this situation unharmed.

“Why are you trying to run away? We won’t hurt you,” he says, voice dripping fake sweetness that makes you wanna puke. “or well, we weren’t gonna.”

You feel pain spreading throughout your back as you are harshly shoved against the wall, kind of surprised because they usually don’t get this rough. Standing up on wobbly legs, you back away even more, a sense of danger setting off red flags all over your mind.

---

“Come on Waka-kun, I’m sure everyone else is probably already at the cafeteria.” the redhead whines as he drags his slightly taller and bigger friend through the halls of the academy. After talking with Coach for a few minutes about an upcoming match they had missed the beginning of lunch, sure the rest of the team is already eating at their usual table.

As they round a corner, they notice a group of boys surrounding someone else. Memories of his younger years suddenly flash in front of his eyes as he steps up to them, and throws the one who seems to be the leader to the ground, thanking all his years of training for granting him the strength to do so without much issue.

“I’ll take care of the boys, can you please make sure (L/N) is okay?” Wakatoshi says as he drags the three smaller students towards what he assumed was the principals office.

Only then he notices the other person sitting on the floor, unfocused eyes staring at the wall. Saddened by the thought of his friend being put through something like that. Calling their name and lightly tapping their arm, Tendou was able to pull them out of their daydream and smiling softly took their hands in his.

---

Looking into dark red eyes, cheeks heating up slightly at how close your (secret) crush was, relief flowed through your body at the realization that the threat was no longer there and was probably being taken care of.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” he asked, words a bit muffled in your ears and slow to take in.

“Oh, I’m okay, don’t worry, I’m used to it” you whisper back, sitting up straighter and smoothing out your uniform, avoiding his worried gaze.

"That's not something you should be used to, do you want to talk about it?" Tendou said taking a sit right next to you and taking your hand in his.

"I just- I don't understand why? What did I do to them to be treated like that?” you said, finally letting all of your pent up frustration out. Tears fell freely from your eyes as Tendou hugged you. “They kept saying all of these things, every day reminding me of how dumb and ugly and worthless I am.”

“Hey, why didn’t you tell me? You know I would help you no matter what.” He says while lifting your chin with his finger and forcing you to look at him in the eyes.

You knew you could have trusted him with it, or at least that’s what you wanted to believe. Truth be told, you didn’t want to be disappointed. It would destroy you to find out what you most feared; that he didn’t consider you as a friend. Him being your closest one inside the school and someone that you could hang out with, after classes, and just be yourself. All those days spent together, every match you cheered at, every study session turned into a shounen jump discussion, you didn’t want to find out how meaningless they probably were for him.

“(F/N), you do know that, right?” Tendou says, effectively shaking you out of your thoughts.

“I didn’t want you to realize how right they are.” you whisper, lowering your head.

“I would NEVER think that, okay? You are the best person i know, you are so pretty, and smart and funny-”

“Stop, you don’t need to lie to make me feel better.”

“But I’m not lying!!!” he whisper-yelled, not wanting to startle you by his loudness, “You are literally the best person I know, I love how easy it feels to talk to you, and the way you take my breath away when I see you smile I-”

Hearing his mouth snapping shut, you look up at him as he backs away, horror clear in his features.

“The way I what???” you say, still not believing your ears as you feel your cheeks heating up.

“No! Fuck-” his eyes going everywhere but you, looking for a way out, “Forget I said anything! Please, let’s just put this behind us, I’ll get over my feelings, I promise, just, don’t stop being my friend.”

Giggling slightly, you slowly drag yourself nearer, cornering him against the wall, with a sudden spur of confidence, you place your hand on his cheek, making his eyes meet yours.

“I like you too, dummy” you muttered, watching his face light up as you’re pulled into his arms in a warm embrace.

The bell might have gone off, but you were to happy and comfortable to care.

#tendou satori #tendou x reader #haikyuu tendou #ushijima #shiratorizawa #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #bullied reader #gender neutral reader #reader insert #haikyuu imagines #hq #hq tendou #self indulgent

[actualdegenerate]

Pushing you away

Pairing: Tsukishima x reader

Genre: Angst with a happy ending, friends to lovers? idk man

Summary: All he wanted was to hide how much he loved you.

A/N: This is literally the first work I show anyone so I'm sorry if it sucks.

Words: 0.5k

"We're not friends" he says, his usual smirk painting his face in an absolutely breathtaking way and with that, your mood drops. As your heart painfully clenches in your chest and your eyes starting to burn, you laugh the comment off, your own voice sounding far away as your mind is running miles per hour because you should've known. You should've known that the situation seemed too good to be true, why would The Tsukishima Kei care about you anyway? It was your fault after all for falling for someone like him.

You heard the stories from crying girls talking about how indifferent he was after spilling their hearts out. How he turned them all down without even getting to know them. Why did you think you were gonna be the exception? Yes, you thought that maybe getting to know him wasn’t a bad idea, after all, all those girls expected him to instantly like them without even talking to him for real, and yeah, at first you didn’t think you were gonna fall for him, much less to the point you are right now, but there was no harm in trying, right?

Picking up your bag, you bid your goodbyes, saying you were returning to class. Mind muddled by every self deprecating thought, you made your way to the back of the school instead, settling under the stairs and silently crying. Even after saying such harsh words and breaking your already bruised heart, your brain was still clouded by him.

His existence taking up every part of your brain every hour of the day. Well, maybe that was an exaggeration, but who cares? not you. Too busy with your own thoughts you to notice anything around you, nothing but golden-brown eyes filling up your mind.

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Tsukishima had finally done it. He royally fucked up. For the first time in his life he actually regretted driving someone as caring and loving as y/n away. It had taken him months to even allow himself to care for her without feeling overwhelmed and having the unbearable urge to push her away. Not only after uncountable sleepless nights plagued by her smile and Yamaguchi knocking some sense into him was he able to realize how much she had grown in him.

Now he stood unmoving, not knowing what to do as he watched tears streaming down your face, the thought of him being the reason only adding to the self hatred already berating him for making the prettiest girl cry.

With slow and steady steps, he approached the hunched figure, setting besides her and gently pulling her in for a hug, finally breaking her out of her thoughts.

After getting over the initial panic, your mind immediately tried to push him away, not wanting him to know how much his words actually affected you, fearing he might make fun of you for it. However, as he whispered apologies and sweet words in your ears and gently holding you, his body encasing your figure and making you feel protected, you slowly begin to calm yourself down.

"I'm sorry I hurt you," he says while looking into your eyes with so much affection your whole body feels warm under his gaze, “ I didn't want you to realize how much i like you so I tried pushing you away. “

You can't remember who started it but now you're kissing and it's oh so soft, nothing but him filling up your senses.

And in that moment, all both of them can think about how right your lips feel together.

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Hi!! If you want to get to know me a bit more, feel free to read ahead!

> feel free to address me with any nickname you’d like as long as it isn’t too personal! 

> I am okay with all pronouns but go mostly by she/her & they/them

> 17

> I like cooking, baking, painting, singing and writing of course!

> I am a grade a simp for all genders so listing all of the characters i love would take a while ^^

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