mads

“she was at the club…” ; various tokyo revengers

MIKEY, KAZUTORA, CHIFUYU, TAKEMICHI

DRAKEN, NAOTO, MITSUYA

BAJI, NAHOYA, SANZU, MIKEY

MITSUYA, TAKEMICHI, SHINICHIRO, HAKKAI, SOUYA, RINDOU

BONUS

RAN, HANMA

headcanons (to cope) ; baji keisuke

sweethearts ; bakugou katsuki

"This is so stupid." Katsuki sighed, feet hiked up onto his desk. It was around the umpteenth time that he had mentioned how useless or well— stupid this whole thing is.

You frowned, tying another ribbon around a baggie. "Aw, c'mon, Kat. It's the day of love, be more cheerful." You said, tossing him a chocolate.

He scoffed. "No. And stop calling me Kat." The following demand was mumbled as Katsuki turned his attention to opening the candy.

"Sure thing, Kat." You whipped around, imagining the irritated expression he was channeling because of your antics.

"C'mon Mina! How many do I have!" Denki whined, trying his best to juke the clipboard of names from Mina's hands. Something he's been doing all morning.

From the left of you, Kirishima let out a breath of laughter. "Dude, just wait and see." He assured Denki.

"Exactly. The surprise is the most fun part about this thing." Mina added on while she gently shoved Denki away from her.

"Not if dunceface doesn't get any." Katsuki sneered, sending Denki into a further sulk.

always be with you ; eren yeager

"Eren, I don't understand the need for a blindfold." Your fingers came up to touch the material for the umpteenth time. Eren scoffed, his hand coming over to swat your hand away just like the other times.

"It wouldn't be much of a surprise without one, would it?" Your body jerked to the right as Eren hit another sharp turn.

You huffed. "Well, the more you drive recklessly, the more I want this surprise to be over."

He laughed. "Don't worry, you big baby. We're here now." The car eased to a stop in what you guessed was a parking spot. It didn't take long for you to process where this surprise was.

From the amount of turns, to the salty smell of the ocean. You already knew Eren had taken you to the beach.

"We're at the beach?" Eren finally removed that blindfold. The beach was practically deserted at this hour, at least on the side Eren always brought you to.

"Don't like it?" He asked, already getting out of the car.

moving on ; miya atsumu

This was a bad idea, not only you said this but your best friend who had told you multiple times, had said this. But you couldn't just leave them there. And it was definitely out of the question to return to you and Atsumu's messages and awkwardly ask him to drop off your stuff.

You shuddered at the sole thought of it.

Though, as you stood in front of his familiar apartment door, memories flooding back, you considered the latter. No matter how awkward or selfish it was.

The longer you stood at a stand still, those memories began to rage. From the first time you walked up to it. To all the lighthearted times Atsumu held you against it, the both of you laughing and giggling as he would place butterfly kisses all over your face, never forgetting that sensitive spot on your neck.

And of course you couldn't forget the pouring night you and him put the final nail in the coffin for your relationship.

Now that, made you shudder.

v-day ; levi squad + hange

eren yeager;

don’t settle ; akaashi keiji

"You're home early," It's not like you wanted to be. It's not like you expected to be either. But the previous events of your hangout with your boyfriend led you back to your shared apartment with your roommate, Akaashi.

He looked over the couch curiously at you. Tearing away from his usual nightly read. "Something happen?" He continued.

You sighed, beelining to plop on the couch next to him. "Boyfriends suck." Is what you responded back to him, your claim being muffled in the material of Akaashi's pajama pants.

Akaashi hummed, his hand being placed on the back of your neck following the soft sound of bis book closing. "What'd he do?" You hated that you've heard Akaashi say that exact same phrase before, but he probably hated it more to say.

"So, you know how we were supposed to celebrate our anniversary, right?" Your head lifted to where your chin was digging into Akaashi's thigh.

The nod you saw out of the corner of your eye beckoned you to continue. "Well, of course, like usual, he forgot that it was today. And that we were supposed to celebrate at our typical diner. So, I sat alone for an hour..."

Akaashi sucked his teeth. "You could've just asked me to pick you up or join you. There's no reason you should've sat there alone." He was right. But you always gave your boyfriend chances. More shots than he needed.

obvious ; levi ackerman

It was completely accidental, the first time you stumbled in here. It was pouring down rain and you had had probably the worst day of your life at the office. All you wanted was a warm place to sit until the rain blew over.

Luckily for you, a shop you hadn’t even noticed a couple blocks from your job was open. Inside was warm just like you wanted, the atmosphere was nice and welcoming, the smell of various teas and coffees wafting through the air. It lured you to the counter where the display of baked goods were.

You had been so distracted then with the pastries that you didn’t even notice the questioning gaze from the raven that stood beyond the glass. Your memory was a bit hazy but you still remembered the clearing of his throat that brought you out of your trance.

And when your eyes flickered up to meet the gorgeous gray ones, you were greeted with the fact they belonged to an even better face. It still embarrassing that you gasped right in front of him, you still winced at that part.

But immediately you were so taken with the man who stood behind the counter. Who you soon came to know as the owner of the establishment, Levi.

no questions asked ; kozume kenma

It wasn't common for you to crash any of Kenma's streams. Of course you did the usual, coming to check up on him, bringing him food and water, the minimum. Even when his audience asked to see more of you, because obviously a glimpse of your sleeve or a simple greeting wasn't enough for them, you still didn't stay for too long.

But this occasion was different. You had been stressing for weeks over what Kenma would like to call nothing. But it was something, it was school, it was work, it was the world itself that made your shoulders feel heavy. That made you want to stay in the comfort of your bed and sleep multiple days away. But for your own world to keep spinning, you knew you had to wake up everyday and live it.

Much to your dismay.

It was draining. Today especially, your boss having you stay a couple more hours because of the lack of staff, even having you lock up.

You moved the slowest you had ever trying to change into some comfortable clothes. You were so tired and weak, all you wanted was the feeling of your face pressed against your silk pillowcase and your body encased in your boyfriend's arms.

But of course he was in the game room, streaming at his usual hour with Kuroo and the others. Apparently with the screams of his name, Lev had tagged along too.

"Must be a special stream," You mumbled to yourself, dragging your feet down the hall and toward the sounds of video game gunshots and yelling. You didn't want to interrupt, but you needed Kenma more than anything.

Like always, Kenma took notice of your presence immediately. Fortunately, having won a game right as you walked in. He moved his mic from his lips to greet you, "Hey, ___. Welcome home—"

dance with me ; tōru oikawa

Saying your perception of being an adult has changed over the years would be an understatement. How you went from dreaming about living on your own and having a job to wishing you were still a kid and being able to run around to an extent, you would never have the answer.

Having loads of work piled onto you, bills, school, it was stressful. And you wanted nothing more than to do nothing. But you knew if you started that, your load would get larger and you'd get lost in the heaps.

So, you glued yourself down to your computer chair and forced yourself to get it over with. Luckily you found your groove in the peace and quiet of your home, no sound other than the soft alternative you've come accustomed to. No, there was just that and quiet, no voices, no Oi—

"Honey, I'm home!" The rather loud voice that made your sweet serene scratch to a stop, jolted you forward. The tiniest bit of your herbal tea landing on your laptop. You thanked the Gods it didn't land on your papers, but if Oikawa had been any louder, who knows?

Not even a moment later was his presence barging through the door of your shared office. "Did you miss me, my sweets?" You cringed at the nickname.

"Please, never refer to me like that ever again." You said, a hint of humor in your voice. You placed your cup down before turning to face him. Clad in sweats, he had just returned from where he said he'd be all day. Practice.

Oikawa slumped momentarily at the disapproval of the nickname. Obviously thinking up something, you could tell those awful gears were turning in his head.

"How about Did you miss me, my empress?" He tried in a fabricated charming tone, waltzing his way over to you and your clutter.

You giggled. "Can't you just greet me like a normal person, ever?"

"There's no fun in that, love." A gentle kiss was pressed to your lips. It was soft, sweet, and quick. No matter it made you realize how much you had missed him all this time. Even with his borderline annoying antics, you had missed him.

square ; akaashi keiji

You heaved out a sigh as Akaashi rolled off of you. Immediately he covered you up with newly pressed sheets. Your head lying on his matching pillowcase. Together, you stared at his plain ceiling, like always. There was no creases, no dents, no marks.

Nothing.

Akaashi was the first to shift around, opting to having his back face you as he checked his phone. Like always. You spared him a quick glance before following suit. Nearly wincing when you were met with a nicely framed picture of him and her.

The one this side of the bed rightfully belonged to.

Swallowing your guilt, you let your eyes drift. Akaashi’s room was clean, like always. His wall art were even, his desk area was neat, his closer was even neater. Everything was orderly. Everything had a place. Then there was you,

It wasn’t like it was your first time picking up on this. You made note of this the first time you stumbled into Akaashi’s room. Messily making out with him amongst his spotless room. Even with your head in the clouds you knew then that you didn’t fit.

How could you when the spot you wanted was already taken? There’s never really any room for someone who’s usually just a late night call. No room for someone who’s just supposed to fill a space temporarily.

But for some reason Akaashi kept you around. Maybe it was because you both were— and still are good friends. He tried to make space for you. Yet, in the end you knew it would never work.

winter things ; eren, armin, levi, hange, sasha, jean, connie, and mikasa

eren yeager;

birthday wishes ; keigo takami

You blew out your candles as your friends hit the last notes to your happy birthday song. They cheered, a few taking pictures while the others had their flash right in your face for video memory.

“Our girl’s finally 21! How’s it feel, ___?” Your friend closest to you, Jasmine, nudged your shoulder.

You hummed. Taking the candles out of your cake. “I don’t feel any different. Just can say I drink at the legal age, I guess.” You sneered, garnering a slap on the shoulder from Jasmine.

Spending your 21st at a high priced club was certainly not your idea. You would’ve settled for shots and cake at your apartment but your friends shot down that idea before you could even finish. Settling for your local ( and go to ) bar was something you also would’ve been down to do. But, of course, they insisted you all needed to be at the best in your city for your birthday.

You appreciated it. Especially since they all collectively covered the table. But the lights and music were starting to get to you. You had done your fair share of dancing, fair share of drinking, fair share of talking. Now, you just wanted to go home and sleep off that drinking portion of the night.

“Don’t tell me you getting tired,” On the opposite side of the table, your other friend deadpanned. Having the rest follow with a chorus of complaints and whines.

You held your hands up in defense. “My head is spinning and I want to be in my warm bed. Is that too much to ask for?”

Another friend countered. “Yes when I spent my whole paycheck to cover part of the table, hoe.” You snorted at her response.

“Fine. I just need something to get me back into...” You were saying as you brought your glass of water to your lips. But as your gaze drifted acrossing the seating area, your eyes locked with a pair of hazel ones. Hazel eyes that belonged to a very handsome man. And for some reason that handsome man was staring at you.

If your glass had been any closer you’re sure you would’ve choked. But you just placed it down and quickly averted your view to your friend group.

baby fever ; kim yugyeom

"Aww, she's so cute! Yugy, look at this baby," You wrapped your arm around Yugyeom's shoulders to bring him into you to see yet another baby picture. The 27th to be exact, but not that Yugyeom was counting or anything.

Yugyeom sighed, a sign that he was becoming tired of you pulling him in to look at dozens of baby photos. Yugyeom placed his head on your shoulder, gazing up at you cheekily.

"Just admit you have baby fever, ___,"

You scoffed, continuing to scroll and internally squeal at all the adorable babies. "Me? With baby fever? Yea, I don't think so," Truth be told, you just didn't want to admit to Yugyeom that you were actually having baby fever.

Your pride would never. Especially after years of you telling Yugyeom you weren't ready, or it was too early in your relationship for kids. He always said that it was okay and that he'd wait however long. But you knew deep inside he wanted to start a family with you.

And now, here you are, going through a baby tag. Oh, how the tables have turned.

why’d you only call me when you’re high ; suna rintarou

There was silence until you heard the sound of Suna opening the drawer to his side table. The usual. You inhaled deeply, shutting your eyes. You always wondered to yourself why you thought it’d be different every time you came over. He beckoned you the same way every time.

Three in the morning, maybe even two, high off his ass, and only asking for sex when you arrived at the door.

Yet, you came in each time. You followed his trails of the smell of weed that you hated. But you put up with it each time. You laid under him, under the clouds marijuana while you let him lazily trail sloppy kisses along your collarbone or suck the skin of your thighs. As much as you loved that, you couldn’t push away the thoughts that came with it.

Your sighed when you heard the clink of his lighter. Slowly opening your eyes to the sight of Suna taking a drag and inhaling the drug. The question you’ve been wanting to ask tickled at your throat. It’s what came of those thoughts. It kept you up at night.

Did Suna even like you? Or was this just something he did while his head was in the clouds? It bit at you. You gulped audibly, mind racing.

Before Suna could bring the joint to his lips again, you spoke. “Why do you only call me over when you’re high?”

“What?” Suna angled his head down at you in question. You stared into his eyes, he obviously wasn’t sober.

without a word ; bnha big 3

katsuki bakugou;

night light ; jackson wang

Startled was an understatement to the feeling Jackson had experienced when he shifted in bed to see your eyes piercing into his through the dim light of your room. A weak giggle left you before you sat up in bed. Jackson recollected himself quickly and tried to bring you back down but you refused, having something you needed to do.

"C'mon, ___-"

"Can you turn the light back on?" You interrupted his whines, saying your request quietly out of sheer embarrassment.

It was dark but you could still see Jackson's face scrunch in confusion. "Why? Is there something wrong?"

In your eyes, yes. Usually you tell everything about you. With your relationship already passing the one year mark, you both practically knew everything about each other. But there was just one thing you refused to tell him. And since there was never an instance where you had to, you just hid it away. But you were scared of the dark. Ever since you were young the dark was your biggest fear.

Now, that instance has come around, unfortunately.