#kai comfort

[blue-jisungs]

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author's note. idk guys this is just very self indulgent …

warnings. mention of yn having bad friends :(

genre. unestablished relationship in a meaning that it’s not said whether kai n yn are dating; comfort but may feel a bit angsty sorry

you’ve gotten used to it. 

sure, it’s sad. but you lived enough springs to get used to the feeling of being not listened to. 

ever since you were little your parents would simply ignore your babbling or rambling. growing up, they’d ignore you because of work. then… friends from high school would not listen just because. just because maybe they didn’t hear you, or you weren’t interesting enough… there were many excuses that you made in your head. 

sure, it hurts every time. knowing that you’re being ignored. 

that sinking feeling when you’re talking and no one is even looking. 

it doesn’t even surprise you anymore. you just watch, sit back and observe the group. 

sometimes it’s not intentional, though. 

your new friends are just way too energetic to keep up with one topic, more often than not screaming loudly. and you’re not the one to interrupt. 

“it is literally not possible! bear for sure!” yeonjun huffed, causing taehyun to roll his eyes. 

“you’re not reasonable! look at it this way–” you giggled and wanted to share your thoughts on the topic you were just discussing ‘what would win in a fight - a gorilla or a bear’. but beomgyu groaned loudly and– 

“of course a bear!” 

“are you out of your mind? gorilla! it literally has hands and a grip” taehyun put his hand forward and moved his fingers. you felt your smile slowly disappear, realizing no one paid attention to your previous words.

“you need a grip on reality” soobin mumbled “bears are much more…” 

you sighed and felt that similar pang in your heart. sinking even deeper into the couch, you started fiddling with your fingers and looked up with a small sigh. 

that’s when you noticed kai’s soft gaze on you from across the coffee table.

“–but the gorilla can climb too!”

your cheeks warmed up. was it because of his acknowledgement or being caught – you weren’t sure. you just sent him a small smile, biting the inside of your cheek when he returned it. 

“can we hear y/n out tho? she started talking but you all act like a bunch of wild animals” kai joked and your eyes widened. 

“oh, sorry y/n! you’re…” taehyun frowned, trying to remember which side you were on. 

“team gorilla. as a reasonable person would be” the youngest grinned and taehyun leaned forward to bump your fist. 

a warm feeling, almost as if someone spilled honey, took over your heart. your gaze lingered on kai for mere moments before clearing your throat.

“yeah, gorilla. i really do love bears but come on, have you seen an angry gorilla? the chances of survival are literally zero” you huffed. 

“yeah, for a human! but a bear has claws and fangs!” beomgyu frowned dramatically. 

“you’re just biased! gorilla is much more intelligent” you rolled your eyes and taehyun nodded. 

“that’s what i’m saying! it would use the surroundings and territory, strength is not everything…” the younger one started and you caught yourself smiling again. 

just because finally someone included you in a conversation that you were a part of. 

you looked over at kai and maybe if you weren’t too shy, you’d mouth ‘thank you’. 

but he knew you like the back of his own hand and the pure happiness sparkling in your eyes spoke for itself. 

masterlist <3

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[ksilberne]

Monster

[bookalicent]

yeah so this was insane

[sleepydrupe]

almond stops inserting lava every cole or kai doodle challenge (IMPOSSIBLE)

anyways. cole stress doodle that turned into lava not-as-stressed doodle

[teshiee]

apparently it was zane day on the 13th and i MISSED IT. NOOOOOO anyway have some oppo

[kibble-kaii]

please☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ can they ki☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ss alreyad i need them to💔💔💔💔💔💔💔☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ be happy and real💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

anyways (non canon sadly (its an au)) sp crashout how do we feel

STOP IM GOING TO CRRYYYY SSTTSOP STOP STPPOPP STOOOOPPEUEHRHHEEHEHEHE. EUUUEEAAGHH. EEYRREHEHU. 😓😓😓😓

[starlingstalk]

RGB siblingsssss

[kaishandonmyass]

KAI COME BACK🙁 KAI COME BACK😞 KAI COME BACK😿

[room-of-lies]

bonk

[lildudie18]

🐞 rewatching this scene was so fucking funny bro I had to draw this 🐞

🐞 my work of art (static) 🐞

[kindaasrikal]

Do you think Cole used to help Nya with feeling comfortable in her own skin again and feeling flesh and bones, as well as acting alive again, whilst also helping her keep her form and be more conscious and sure of it after merging with the sea, simply because he gets it?

Ghost Cole you will not be forgotten.

[sunoooism]

› summary : what txt do when you're feeling sad ! (separately)

› fluff , comfort / wc: 691

› warnings : mentions of sadness, little bit of crying, a few kisses, hand holding, not proofread, gn!reader. muias writing comeback ?? 😓 literally praying this shows up in tags caused it's queued. ALSO, I WILL NOT HAVE ANY PORRIDGE SLANDER.

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choi yeonjun

→ cooks for you

you sniffle as yeonjun places a bowl of porridge in front of you, wiping your watery eyes with the ends of your knitted jumper. "thanks, 'jun."

"of course, pretty." he smiles, leaning down to dab at your damp cheeks. you let him do it for you, his touch so delicate, as though he thought you'd crack without it. he finished his ministrations with a tender kiss to your puffy cheek.

"'m gonna get some jam for your porridge."

your face lights up a little. "raspberry ?"

you can hear yeonjun chuckle as he rummages around your cupboards, fetching an unopened jar of jam before he makes his way back to you and your steaming bowl of oats.

"duh, what else." his lips quirk up as he let a dollop of the sweet spread melt into your food.

choi soobin

→ takes you on a walk

you let out a yawn, the chilly air filling your lungs as you continued strolling down the narrow road with your boyfriend. his gloved hand was tightly clutching yours, making sure to keep you on the inside of the pathway and away from moving cars.

"you look so cute, all bundled up like that." soobin chuckles, staring down at you with his scarf and earmuffs practically swallowing you whole. and a fluffy coat that fell past your knees just like he insisted.

"I really think you should have worn gloves like I said..."

"binnie, I'm fine, I promise." you smile lovingly, leaning against his side as he kept your hands warm in his. with him, you already felt better and your heart a little lighter.

choi beomgyu

→ tries to cheer you up with his jokes

"what ? you didn't think that one was funny ?"

he's grinning, and you're trying your absolute hardest not to as well. your hardest wasn't enough though, apparently.

as soon as Beomgyu sees your lips quirk up —even if it's the smallest smile to ever exist— he's wrapping you in his arms and squeezing tightly.

"ah, see ! you do think I'm funny !"

it's not even the joke itself that makes you laugh. his smile is contagious, and even if you wanted to stay sad and wallow in self pity some more you couldn't, he wouldn't let you.

"mmm, maybe a little..." your arms slip around his waist, squeezing him back as you sigh contently into his warmth.

kang taehyun

→ reads to you

you gazed up at taehyun as your head rested on his chest. just simply admiring him while he read to you. his voice was gentle and soft, adoring brown eyes flicking across the page. you had always loved when he'd read to you, especially when you were feeling down. he always managed to help.

he stole a quick glance at you, wondering if you'd maybe fallen asleep because of your stillness and silence. but when he caught you staring he let a small smile stretch out on his lips.

"do I have somethin' on my face ?" taehyun chuckles, placing a thumb in-between the pages of the book so as to not lose his place. you smile in return and brought a hand up to the hair which framed his face, tucking it away from his eyes and behind his ear.

"no. jus' wanted to look at you."

he grins, pressing a chaste kiss to the tip of your nose before continuing to read to you.

huening kai

→ doesn't let go of you

your room was blanketed with darkness, soft breaths and whispers of sweet nothings filled your head. the gentle scent of kai's cologne wafted around the cozy room. your boyfriend had you pressed against his chest, and he made sure to keep you close when he tangled his legs with yours.

"are you feeling a bit better ?" he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he let his thumb draw circles on your lower back. you hum at the soothing action, sighing contently into his chest.

"mhm, 'm feelin' a little better. thank you, hyuka."

kai smiles and presses a warm kiss to the top of your head, pulling you even closer until your nose was pressed into the juncture of his neck. the two of you lay there with one another in a comfortable silence, exchanging tender and chaste kisses as the melancholic feeling faded from your body.

©sunoooism

[skaiylus]

Made with Love (and a Little Chaos) (Bakugou x gender neutral reader)

I wrote this piece for my lovely wifey @namjoonswifeyy. Words can't describe how much I love & appreciate you & how proud I am of you & your progress. Good job baby! 🥰

The delivery app glowed against the dim light of your room, your thumb hovering over the order button like it was a detonator.

You’d been staring at the screen for what felt like forever, scrolling through the menu, switching between restaurants, adding things to your cart only to delete them seconds later. Your stomach was growling, but every time you got close to clicking “place order,” that familiar guilt crept in.

You’d been doing so well—working out, eating better

What if this made you slip? What if you lost all your progress? What if...

You exhaled sharply and locked your phone.

Then unlocked it again.

Then locked it.

Then—

"Sweets," a familiar voice drawled from the doorway, making you nearly jump out of your skin.

"I told ya—if you want somethin’, just use my damn card and get it."

You turned sharply to see Bakugou leaning against the frame, arms crossed over his chest, head slightly tilted, his red eyes trained on you like he had you all figured out.

"You’ve been openin’ and closin’ that app so many damn times, I’m startin’ to think you’re tryin’ to teleport the food into your hands with sheer fuckin’ determination."

You huffed, locking your phone like that would stop him from knowing exactly what was going on in your head.

"I’m just thinking."

"Overthinkin’"

He pushed off the doorframe, stepping toward you with that effortless confidence that always made your stomach flip.

The bed dipped as he sat down beside you, and his warmth immediately pressed into your side. Before you could stop him, he grabbed your phone, his sharp gaze flicking over the screen.

"Knew it," he muttered, shaking his head.

"I just… I don’t know. I don’t wanna mess up." you said avoiding his gaze.

Bakugou didn’t say anything at first. His strong, scarred hand made it's way to your cheek - he makes you look at him. His face was close now, his voice lower when he spoke.

"Sweets, you ain't messin' up. You ain't 'ruinin' anything. You wanna eat somethin’? Fuckin’ eat. One meal ain't gonna make a damn bit of difference."

You frowned. "But what if—"

"No." He shook his head, cutting you off.

"No ‘what ifs.’ I ain't lettin’ you sit here and bully yourself into thinkin' you ain't doin’ good. You are.You're doing good.You hear me?"

You swallowed hard, nodding.

"Good." His fingers slid down, knuckles brushing against your cheek, his touch grounding.

"Now, we got two options. One—order the damn food, no guilt, no bullshit. Two—I’ll cook with ya, and we make somethin’ together. Either way, you’re eatin’."

You bit your lip, considering. "You'll actually cook with me? Not just stand behind me and bark orders?"

He scoffed.

"Cheeky.Yeah, I’ll cook with ya. But don’t expect me to go easy on you—I ain’t lettin’ you season like some half-assed amateur."

A laugh finally bubbled out of you, and Bakugou smirked at the sound.

"There we go,new you were in there somewhere." he murmured brushing your cheek again.

"Alright. Cooking it is" you exhaled, tension finally draining from your shoulders

"C’mon then, dumbass. Let’s make somethin’ good" he grinned, standing up and offering you his hand

And just like that, the guilt that had been eating away at you didn’t seem so heavy anymore.

Thirty minutes into cooking, it looked like a battlefield.

Flour dusted the counters, somehow got in your hair, and Bakugou had a streak of something (sauce? batter? The essence of culinary disaster?) on his cheek.

"This is the worst fuckin’ idea I’ve ever had. I should've jus' ordered ," he grumbled, staring at the mess like it had personally offended him.

You snickered, poking his side.

"You? Katsuki Bakugou?Dynamight? Admitting defeat? This is historic. Should I start recording?"

Bakugou shot you a look "Watch it, Sweets."

"Or what? You’ll throw more flour at me?"

That was a mistake. Because the second the words left your mouth, Bakugou grabbed a handful of flour and—

"DON’T YOU DARE—"

Too late. A cloud of white exploded between you as he smacked the flour against your shirt.

"KATSUKI!" you shrieked.

His shit-eating grin was worth every bit of vengeance as you grabbed a handful of flour in retaliation. Before long, it wasn’t even cooking anymore—it was war.

By the time you both called a truce, you were coated in flour, dough, and laughter, the stress from earlier completely forgotten.

"Alright, alright," you wheezed, wiping your face. "Let’s clean up before—"

Ding dong.

Both of you froze.

Slowly, you turned to Bakugou, whose expression had very suddenly turned guilty.

"Katsuki…" - your voice was low. Dangerous even.

"Did you - ?"

A beat of silence. Then—

"Tch. Maybe."

You gawked at him. "You acted all tough and made me cook, but you ordered food anyway?!"

"I—look, I wasn’t gonna.. I can't say no to you, dumbass."

He rubbed the back of his neck, grumbling

Your heart flipped. "So if I hadn’t agreed to cook"

"We’d still be eatin’," he admitted, cheeks a little pink. "I was just lettin’ ya work through your shit. But I ain’t lettin’ you go hungry, Sweets."

"Sofite"

"Shut up," he muttered, flicking your forehead before stalking off to the door.

You grinned, shaking your head as you started wiping down the counters.

Honestly? Best. Cheat day ever

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[amenti-aardwolf]

Got to meet Kai's VA Vincent Tong a few weeks ago, and I took this photo of him that just seemed so incredibly Kai that I had to make it a draw-over! 🔥💪

He was so sweet, I was so glad that I got the chance to meet him! (Bonus under the cut: photos of my signed Kai plushie and me in cosplay next to him :3) ⬇️

Geeking out hard over this, ughh

[bubblegumflavor]

Snuggles♡

Adding my favorite frame separated ☺️

Animated version here

[binluvsu]

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anything.

c.bg x r

(this is kinda what i think more softer moments with him would be like idk i am so whipped for him)

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it was soft moments like these you loved to spend with your boyfriend the most. to see the soft pout on his lips as he puts his focus on a certain task. or how his soft tresses fall just over his eyes. he was comfort and warmth in a person.

to feel the gentle plump of his lips against your skin after mundane activities. to feel his soft hair tickle your cheek as he rests his body against your own. to feel his hand against your own, thumb brushing your skin gently in a way of coaxing, in a way to ease your nerves. to feel his love for you through such simple ways.

moments where his arms will wrap lazily around your waist in the morning, a silent plea for you to not go on with your day just yet, to spend those few quiet minutes with him. moments where he would gently take hold of your wounded hand when he’s noticed you’ve hurt yourself while cooking. you tell him he’s overreacting, but you’ll never know that seeing even just a scratch against your fragile being is enough to send him into panic.

because to him, you are the epitome of love itself. and everything love could ever mean, was you.

to hear the gentle strum of his guitar, or to hear the sweet, sweet drip of honey that was his voice as he sings to you.

to press your lips to his, so softly, almost not touching them at all as he is lulled to sleep, tracing your eyes over his relaxed and soft features once you pull away, feeling so much love in the moment that it makes your heart swell.

the way his gaze softens on your form as you find yourself engrossed in something you love, he feels happy because you are happy.

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an- it’s 1 am and i wrote this on a whim sry if it’s poorly written