#we're holding hands and spinning joyfully

[fluxydrawings]

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[arctrooper69]

Hey there, may I request Wrecker x Reader with the fluff prompt "i can hear your heartbeat- why is it going so fast all of a sudden?" I really liked your last one as it was so cute.

Hi! Sorry for taking so long! This is such a cute prompt, but of course my brain said "add some angst" so I did. But like, there's still a lot of fluff. It's very hurt/comfort with emphasis on comfort. Hope you like!

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Heartbeats

Warnings: None, I think? Reader's feeling get hurt but Wrecker makes them all better.

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Your ribs hurt. Every breath sent waves of agony screaming up your side, but what hurt worse was the fact that the entire team was almost killed.

Because of you.

One glance at Wrecker lobbing explosives on joyfully down the hall, and you were caught up in a daze. How someone could be so loud and joyful in a combat zone was beyond you, but he did it and he did it perfectly.

The whole thing was only a training mission, but it didn't matter. You got distracted. You couldn't blame it on Wrecker; it was your own fault for being such a kriffing lovesick idiot. You got distracted and missed an obvious hole in your defenses. A hole that allowed the enemy the flank you. It was a hole that left your team scrambling to cover you when one blast from a droid shot you down from your position, knocking the air from your lungs.

"Dead. We're all dead!" Hunter abruptly deactivated the training droids and turned towards you. Tech, Echo, and Wrecker clamored to their feet. "Y/n. Tell me what happened. Why are we all dead?"

Crosshair slid from the tower with a frown.

The others looked at you, waiting for you to answer him. Crosshair's frown deepened as he briefly met your eyes.

"I...I don't know." You said softly, looking at the ground. Please don't cry. Not here. Not in front of Wrecker.

Hunter nodded slowly. "You don't know?" His voice was dangerously low. "You are part of a team, y/n. A team! We watch each other's backs. You just let your entire team down because you weren't paying attention! You're damn lucky this was just a training simulation because you just got us all killed."

Wrecker scratched the back of his neck, "Hunter, I don't think it was all her fault..." He said sheepishly. "I mean, I coulda paid better attention to yer hand signals. I'm not sure what they mean most of the time. And besides, you forget she's not a soldier like us."

"Obviously." Crosshair rolled his eyes.

"Hey, don't be mean!" Wrecker scolded his brother, elbowing him in the ribs.

"Well it's true. She's no soldier and that makes her a liability."

Tears burned the back of your eyes, you blinked them back furiously. You would NOT cry in front of the boys. You would NOT let them see how much their words hurt. You already felt useless. This mistake only served to prove you correct.

Wrecker growled, stepping forward so that he was almost chest to chest with Crosshair. He looked down at the sniper, who twiddled his toothpick as though he couldn't care less. "You wanna say that again?"

Crosshair narrowed his eyes.

Hunter took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I think we all need a breather. Report back here at 1800 hours. I wanna run this through again." Hunter's gaze lingered on you for a moment. You knew he wanted some sort of an explanation but that was something you couldn't really provide him with. How could you explain that just being near Wrecker made your head spin. How could you explain that being around him sent shivers down your spine.

Hunter had known something was up for a while now. It was only a matter of time before he approached you and today's mishap just gave him another opportunity to corner you about it. Taking a shuddering breath, you whipped around before he could say anything, and headed out into the hall, no longer able to hold back the tears flooding your eyes.

***

Thunder rumbled through the damp air and you jumped. Even after being on Kamino for the past year, you still hadn't gotten used to all the storms and the constant rain.

"Hey y/n." You jumped violently. How had he found you so fast? Wrecker sat down beside you. "Sorry," he said softly. "Didn't mean to startle you."

You sniffed, hugging your knees to your chest.

"Don't be too upset, Mesh'la. Hunter's just been under a lotta pressure lately."

You shook your head. "No, he was right. I should've been paying more attention."

Wrecker shrugged. "It happens to all of us. That's why we practice."

"Yeah, but I..." your voice cracked, "I can't.... I don't..." You didn't even know what you were trying to say.

The tears start flowing heavily once again. Welp, I guess Wrecker knows how weak and useless I am now. The thought made you cry harder.

"Oh, cyar'ika..." Wrecker looked devastated as he watched your shoulders shake in silent sobs, not quite sure what to do. He scooted closer and wrapped his arms snugly around you, letting you bury your face into his chest as he held you. His expression melted as you curled into his embrace.

"There there, cyar'ika." He rubbed your back, "I've gotcha. It'll be ok."

Finding comfort in his voice, you let him hold you. He was so warm, so kind, and so - oh no - you froze, immediately realizing that in your upset, you'd crawled right into his lap and soaked his shirt with your tears. This was embarrassing to say the least. You were mortified.

What if he didn't like you? What if he thought this was awkward? Or worse, what if he was just pitying you because he felt bad? You hated to be a burden.

Wrecker didn't seem to mind though. You looked up, confused as he let out a chuckle.

"What's wrong, Mesh'la? I can hear your heartbeat. It got all fast all of a sudden."

You sat up quickly, hoping he didn't see the blush that was very quickly racing up your neck. Your cheeks felt hot.

"I... It's... I'm fine," you stammered out.

Tell him! A voice shouted from the back of your mind. Tell him! It's now or never.

Wrecker was watching you carefully, a worried look soon overtook the amusement in his eyes.

"What is it, Mesh'la? Are you sick!?" He looked stricken. "Oh, Maker. What do I do!?" He began to pace the room, hands anxiously rubbing his bald head. "I should get Tech! He'll know what to do! Hold on, Mesh'la, I'm coming!"

Wrecker bent down, lifting you up into his arms, nearly crying himself.

"Wait!" You cried, alarmed at his reaction. "Wrecker wait. I'm... I'm not sick."

He stopped and looked down at you, confused. He set you back down slowly. "So...what is it? Cuz you look like you wanna throw up."

A ghost of a smile flitted across your face as you let out a small breathy laugh.

"I think..." You took a deep breath. "Wrecker I think I'm in love with you!"

There. You said it. It felt good. Your chest felt so much lighter.

Wrecker was silent. He stood frozen, mouth hanging open. Now it was your turn to be concerned. "Wrecker? You okay there, buddy?" Oh no. He doesn't feel the same. Oh no, you just ruined everything. Oh Maker... You felt your face fall as tears welled up once again.

"You love me, Mesh'la!?" Wrecker's voice suddenly cut though your emotional spiral. You jumped as you looked up at him. He didn't look angry or disgusted. Wrecker looked ecstatic; excited, overjoyed even. He let out a giggle and grabbed you up in his arms again, spinning you around.

He whooped loudly and you giggled, eyes wide in surprise. You hadn't been expecting this. At all.

"I've been wanting you to say that forever!" He cackled.

"Wrecker," you wheezed as he squeezed you tightly. Yes, he really took your breath away. "You're squishing me."

He stopped suddenly and put you down.

"Oops..." He snorted, "sorry Mesh'la. I just got real excited! I love you Mesh'la."

Your heart burst open once again, setting loose the waterworks.

"I love you too, Wrecker."

He twirled you around again and set you down, planting a kiss on your cheek.

"You're crying!" He knelt down, both confused and concerned at your tears.

You sniffed, wiping your cheeks. "I'm just happy, Wrecker. I'm so happy you feel the same, you've no idea."

"I think I've got some idea." He grinned and grabbed your hand in his. "Let's go blow up them clankers. We'll show Hunter what we can do together, cyar'ika. You and me, we make the best team!"

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WILL YOU LOVE ME?; bakudeku pt. 3

NAVIGATION | RULES | ALL CHAPTER | MAIN MASTERLIST

← MHA MASTERLIST

SATURDAY; 08/19/2034

─ 𝗠𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗬𝗔 𝗜𝗭𝗨𝗞𝗨

I woke up rested. Confused, I looked around and then remembered why I had not slept in my own room and bed.

I blushed. Gently I turned to Kacchan and stroked his hair. Although they looked so spiky and funny, they felt incredibly soft.

I always wanted to do that, wow....

Carefully, so as not to wake Kacchan, I reached for my phone and checked my messages:

I looked at Kacchan and thought about whether I should really do it, but then I decided to do it. When would I get another chance like this in my life?

I leaned over to him and pressed a kiss on his cheek. Immediately, I blushed. For whatever reason...

Carefully I got out of bed and covered Kacchan again. I took my cell phone in my hand and slipped out. Afterwards, I quietly pulled the door closed behind me, hoping that it wouldn't wake him up. As quietly as I had closed the door, I quickly ran to my room to shower and change clothes. Completely forgotten was Kacchan's wish that I should stay...

After 12 minutes I finished and ran down the stairs to the common room and the kitchen. I didn't want to keep the others waiting any longer.

When I got downstairs, I saw the two of them sitting at the table, Tenya was missing.

"Hey Shōto! Hello, Ochako! I'm sorry you two had to wait so long. I really wanted to take a shower though," I saw what the two had. Shōto was eating cold soba, as usual, and Ochako was eating a fruit salad. Across from them was a bowl of katsudon, probably from yesterday, but warmed up.

"For me?", I pointed at myself and then at the food.

"Of course, except for you, and Bakugō, no one eats this stuff. And him only if the food is seasoned to be inedible," Shōto smiled cheekily. He only did that when it was just the two of us. Otherwise he played the aloof one, but among us he was calm and made a few silly jokes here and there.

After we all finished eating, with small talk, it wasn't quiet, Ochako slapped her hands together joyfully, "So, Deku. Where have you been tonight?" she wiggled her eyebrows conspiratorially. All I got from Shōto was an interested sideways glance.

"I slept at someone else's place.... Even though you won't believe it; it was in, um.... Kacchan's room," I fumbled, but then said it anyway.

They'd find out anyway, but honestly, I don't want to hide it at all....

Ochako's eyes got even bigger than they already were, Shōto just sat down and looked at me with a look I didn't even want to interpret.

"WHAT?!" came out of Ochako's mouth and I made myself very small. Please don't...

"Wait, you have to explain everything in detail. How did it come to this and why? We're both...," Ochako looked at Shōto, who nodded, "...happy for you, of course, very much so. But I mean, it's Bakugō. Are we talking about the same guy?", I sat up straight again and started explaining.

"Well, after you guys left yesterday, Kacchan helped me. So he palpated my head and then brought me a cold pack from his room. Then we talked and I leaned on him and he gave me a hug. But all of a sudden he jumped up and stomped out. Then I heard someone punching the wall again and since Kacchan was helping me, I wanted to help him too. So I went over and apparently he also hit his head against the wall, he had a laceration and was holding his head. So I got him a glass of water, luckily I always have headache pills with me. From the bathroom I took the disinfection bottle and the cotton stuff that we all have in the bathroom and gave him the tablet and disinfected the wound. I got the pills from Recovery-Girl and she said that they work super fast. And all of a sudden he said that everything was spinning and he was dizzy. Of course I panicked. Tomorrow I would be dead for sure, but Kacchan just said I should stay with him tonight and take care of him. I refused, of course...", Shōto interrupted me.

"Why of course? We all know how long you've been dreaming of sleeping and cuddling with boom boom boy...", Ochako punched him on the arm and looked at him with a warning look.

"What?! He gets to and I don't?!", she just shook her head, "Let him finish!", lightly raising her voice.

I nodded my thanks to her and continued, "Shōto, he was on drugs. The next day he wouldn't be a bit like he was the night before. He would yell at me and throw me out. I didn't want to get hurt again. Not after yesterday..."

"So why did you stay anyway?" she smiled at me cautiously, trying to get me to keep talking. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know. I guess I just didn't want to pass up the opportunity. It's never going to happen again, you know? It's probably a good thing I left so early, too. Probably won't remember yesterday. And it's better that way... I think?", I knew somewhere inside me that it was better, but I didn't want to. I wanted to go to sleep like this every night. Talk to him; about everything and nothing. Fooling around and everything else.

"Well, in any case, it doesn't matter anyway. He probably can't remember it anyway."

"Aren't you going to tell him at all? Or at least bring it up to him?", Shoto looked at me in surprise, but I just shook my head.

"No, what good would that do? He would either deny it and yell at me or deny it and hate me even more. It would only have negative consequences for me, so why should I?", sadly I ate my favorite food; I couldn't enjoy it.

All of a sudden, someone was heard pushing a chair backwards and standing up. I looked up and watched Shōto walking towards me.

He pulled me off the chair into a hug and whispered, "You know I don't like Bakugō very much, but he seemed to have put in a lot of effort yesterday, don't you think? Even before you gave him drugs," I hugged him back.

"I don't know...", Shoto detached himself from me a bit and looked at me the same way he did yesterday.

"Don't make yourself feel bad, Izuku. He likes you-you like him; what's the problem?", I didn't answer and Shōto pulled me back to him.

Just as I was about to detach, I heard an explosion behind me and prayed that it wasn't Kacchan, because just at that moment I remembered that I had promised him to stay, instead he caught me like that again with Shōto, but by then I heard his loud and aggressive voice: "...

─ 𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢𝗨 𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜

I woke up and after a few minutes remembered last night. A small smile crept onto my lips and I turned to pull Deku towards me. But when I reached in his direction, the side of the bed was empty.

Confused, I opened my eyes and found no Deku. His shoes were gone, too. Only the tablet blister and the disinfectant bottle referred to his stay yesterday. Annoyed, I exhaled, dropped back and put my arm over my eyes.

Can't that filthy Deku just-

Even if it was just in my head, I stopped myself.

I can't think like that. And especially not say it.

I had come to the conclusion that my aggressive behavior was just stupid, especially towards Deku. By doing so, I was shutting him out rather than letting him get to me.

I got up and put on sweatpants, a tight shirt, and also my slippers. I grabbed my cell phone and went to brush my teeth.

I did go back to my room to put on a sweater. After that, I trotted downstairs to make myself something to eat.

I'm in the mood for spicy ramen, I thought to myself, remembering that I still had two of those ready-made ramen bags.

Downstairs, I turned into the living area with kitchen. The image that presented itself made something inside me contract.

I stood there and observed the scene. The Walmart Zuko had Deku in his arms, pushed him away a bit, looked him in the eye while saying something to him, then pulled him close again.

Instead of staying in bed with me, he'd rather be here, with that bastard. We're not together - or anything, but still...

I would never admit it, but it hurt me. And this sadness turned into anger. I became indescribably angry and fired one of my explosions somewhere. At that moment, I didn't care if I hit Deku or not.

I also started to get loud: "Oh, so that's how it is. Great, thanks. Fuck you, honestly. Fuck all of you. I really expected more from you, Midoriya. I hate you, I hate all of you!", after those words I turned around and just ran out with quick steps. Luckily there was no one else around, what would Eijiro think of me now?

That was definitely not manly. It upset me so much, I managed to ask him, for something reasonably intimate.

He did stay, but then preferred to go to him. Am I such a bad person? Maybe I should throw myself off the roof and hope I'll be reborn; only in nicer.... Why does he like him more than me? What's so great about this candy cane? Why is there always someone better than me?

It hurt my pride, but more importantly; it hurt me. He's making fun of me again, looking down on me from above. I'm sure he's laughing at me now, how stupid I am, that I really believed him. I'm so stupid. And I called him Midoriya...

I shouldn't let him trample on my feelings; it would be very unmanly to let him treat me like that.

─ 𝗠𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗬𝗔 𝗜𝗭𝗨𝗞𝗨

I wanted to run after him, but Shōto held me back, "Let him; he'll come back for sure, but now he needs time to cool down."

I nodded and suddenly remembered my promise from yesterday, "It's my own fault..."

"What do you mean, Izuku?" Ochako approached us from behind and stretched me a little, yet I answered her

"I promised him I'd stay yesterday, but then just left this morning because I forgot. He, unlike me, managed to approach me and ask and I fuck up and then he sees, again, this ambiguous scene between me and Shōto..."

"That wasn't my intention, Midoriya...", surprised, I looked up.

"I know, I didn't mean to blame you either. I'm sorry if it sounded that way."

"Talk to him when he gets back. I'm sure he'll be calm again and everything will be fine," she smiled and continued eating. Shōto nodded that off and continued to eat as well...

─ 𝗕𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗢𝗨 𝗞𝗔𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗞𝗜

I had calmed down and walked around the city for another two hours, of course I had pulled the hood of my hoodie over my head. Fortunately, I still had a mask in the front pocket of my sweater, which I also put on. I don't want to be recognized now at any cost.

Since I hadn't eaten breakfast yet, I got a bento box with egg, stood in a quiet place and ate it. I had calmed down and decided to go back. A little humbled, I walked back. I don't want everyone looking at me and questioning me.

↳ time skip 𖦹

"Kacchan, you're back again. Where have you been? Are you alright?", Deku ran towards me, but I stretched out my arm so he wouldn't come near me.

"Leave me alone and go away, Izuku," came muffled through my mask.

"B-but..."

"Go the fuck away, are you fucking deaf?!", I yelled and ran upstairs to let the door slam into the lock in my room.

A few hours later, there was a knock on my door and the person who knocked just walked in without waiting for my answer; it was Kirishima. He was the only one besides Deku who was allowed to do that.

"I knew something was wrong. But, that it had been this, I would never have guessed..."

"Do you have a problem with that?" with a slightly angry undertone, I sounded very confident, but was honestly afraid that he would push me away. Kirishima was the only one I could really stand here.

"What, no, man! It's very manly that you're finally owning up to it. Do you want to tell what happened...?", surprised, I looked at him; okay, actually I didn't expect anything else from Kirishima.

Then I started to tell, "Well..."

A few minutes passed.

"...and now I have no idea what to do..."

"I'd say talk to him, but you don't seem to want to do that at all.... Don't you think Izuku just forgot about it? You said yourself that he was worried when you came back," he tried to encourage me.

"That's Deku, I don't think that means anything..."

"Stop downplaying everything. But okay, it's your decision.", smiling he got up and was leaving.

"Thanks, i guess..."

"You're always welcome, Bakubro," and with that he left.

→ PART 4

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[sesushima]

:: | please never fall in love again

;; could've been one lonely night. just like the others.

kageyama sighs as he puts his petite mug down after taking a sip of his coffee. he continues reading as he was.

;; but you lit up my life. this is what it's like to be lovers.

"kageyama!" said he; "doesn't mean we're dating now, we're not gonna play like the days before, you know?!", he chuckled. "h-hey?! why are you laughing?!"

—— "mmm, so this is what it feels like to have my hand intertwined with yours. IT FEELS AMAZING!"

;; you and me need never be lonely again. spin with me endlessly or at least until the end.

"oi, kageyama! you promised me we'll eat lunch together!" whilst walking, he turned his head to the right to face hinata; "yeah, and? it's not lunch time yet, dumbass." "bUT YOU MIGHT UNPROMISE-" "what in the world is unpromise and no, i keep my word."

;; please never fall in love again. oh, please never fall in love again.

"hey, i've been meaning to ask you if" kageyama faced him. he continued; "-if i can call you to-san or tobio ... like y-you know. we're dating now so-" the orange haired boy looked away, flustered. surprised by his boyfriend's words, he responded, stuttering; "t-to-san?" he gulped, mustering up some confidence, said he; "sure, i won't mind."

;; and if some other guy catches your eye, please, just text me your goodbye.

"hey, baby, i'm going out." he informed him happily, without hesitation."huh? with who? to what?", he asked, visibly confused. "oh! me and atsu-san are gonna play volleyball!" he blurted out, joyfully. " ... atsu-san?" he whispered, his words only audible for himself. "jaane, to-san! aishteru-desu!" he shut the door. "i love you too ..." he smiled to himself, letting go of the negative thoughts he had just a mere 4 seconds ago.

;; you know i don't look pretty when i cry. and i don't want that to be your final glimpse of me, baby.

he grabbed onto his shirt, "are you ... actually going?" holding back his tears, he didn't hesitate to tell him how desperate he was to have hinata shoyo. to own him. to call him his. he didn't hesitate to tell him how much he loves him, how much shoyo's changed him into something he never thought he'd be.

the door shut closed. he stared at nothing, vision blurry, eyes swelling. he's ... gone.

;; please never fall in love again. oh, please never fall in love again.

"what're you looking at?", he asked, frowning. the taller boy wheezed shortly; "pfft. why's the king soooo depressed these days, huh?" the boy with raven hair scoffed in disbelief, "psh, why do you even care?" he asked, gritting his teeth. the question was ignored by the boy wearing glasses; "mmm. wanna go get tea later? oh, right. you like coffee." the tall blondie put his arms up, stretching them, "there's a café right there, wanna go?"

;;| sesushima