Akaashi Keiji X Viri

ꨄ︎ akaashi keiji x viri

"i'll do my best to become someone that's deserving of you, my love."

tropes: is the childhood friend who has always been in love with you, quiet glances and discussing books at 10am, proofreading each other’s work, knuckle kisses, reading books over his shoulders, massaging one another’s shoulders after long days, falling asleep to Disney piano music, coffee shop & study dates, buys you weighted blankets for when he’s away and you need cuddles, sharing gentle smiles and laughter while chasing after your 2-year-old daughter, taking family walks in the park, creating a cozy reading nook in your home where you both unwind, making late-night snacks together, comforting each other during stressful deadlines, surprising you with romantic gestures like handwritten love notes, him reading bedtime stories to your daughter while you listen nearby, slow dancing in the living room after putting your daughter to bed, supporting each other’s dreams and ambitions, enjoying quiet evenings with takeout and favorite shows, and realizing every day how lucky you are to have grown together into a loving family.

nicknames:

Mine: Darling, Love, Sweetheart His: 'Kaashi, Kei Himari (our daughter): Mari, Hima

some lore about our family:

We’re married and have a 2 year old daughter named Himari

She calls Bokuto “Uncle Bo-kun” and Bokuto calls her “Baby Owl”

Bokuto was there when she was born and he cried like she was his baby 🥺

His daughter is a daddy's girl

He bakes with his daughter as a hobby

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A REMINDER THAT YOU DON'T NEED TO CHANGE ANYTHING TO BE ENOUGH FOR YOUR F/O! YOU ARE WORTH IT TO THEM AND BEING YOURSELF IS ALL THEY EVER WANT, BECAUSE THEY LOVE YOU! EVEN WITH FLAWS, INSECURITIES, AND IMPERFECTIONS, YOU ARE THE PERFECT FRIEND/PARTNER/FAMILY MEMBER/LOVER/BESTIE FOR THEM!!!!!!!

THIS IS SO STINKING CUTEEEEE!!!

katsuki still apologizes to you the same way he used to when you were kids.

he always makes a face whenever he knows he’s gone too far or when he’s done something he knows he shouldn’t have, his eyebrows are furrowed and his little chubby face contorts into a sad little pout. he tries to look tough but he can already feel guilty tears in his eyes so he looks away from you, little hands balled into fists at his sides and his head hangs low so you can’t see his red face through his bangs.

usually, he tries making it up to you by showing you something he thinks you’ll like or something he finds cool, and sometimes he’ll even let you hold his precious all might card, but only when he knows he really messed up. he’ll stiffly pet your head as an apology for pulling at your hair a little too hard earlier and if you ask him to he’ll kiss the pain away from when you scrapped your knee because he accidentally shoved you a little harder than he meant to when he was chasing you around.

but when you’re mad at him because he’s been really mean, in ways he knows his shiny holographic all might card won’t fix, he opts to simply sit next to you. with a little pout on his face and with his cheeks turning red, he’ll shove his head into your shoulder. he holds onto you tightly so he’s sure you won’t be able to escape him or his apology. you squirm around a little bit but he doesn’t let you go. you stop moving around but you still huff at him, calling him a big meanie. all he does in response is shoving his head against your shoulder and he mutters out a little "m’sorry." against it.

he hears you shuffle to look at him and he looks up at you, his eyebrows are still furrowed and his cheeks are so red because he’s really not used to apologizing and he doesn’t like to, but he does for you. and even at the tender age of seven, you really can’t stay mad at him when he looks like that, so you forgive him and you’ve already forgotten what you were even mad about when he grins at you boyishly, already back to his usual self as he drags you off to your next adventure who knows where, but even at the tender age of seven, you knew you’d follow him to the ends of the earth as long as he led the way.

he’s changed so much and not at all at the same time. he hates it whenever you get mad at him and he still does everything and anything to get your attention when you are. and just like before, whenever he hurts you in ways he knows his actions can’t fix, he opts to come up behind you and wrap his arms around your middle loosely, giving you the option to break out of his hold if you wanted to. his hold on you slowly tightens when you make no move to, his head is shoved into the crook of your neck and his chest is pressed flush against your back,“ i’m sorry.” he whispers.

it wouldn’t mean much if it came from anyone else but this is katsuki. you’ve known him for as long as you can remember, you know how he is : he’s unruly, headstrong and so stubborn it drives you crazy sometimes. but he casts all of that—all of him aside for you.

“i’m sorry.” he says again, his voice is low and a little shaky.“ shouldn’t have said all that to you. that wasn’t…cool” he fumbles around for the right words to say and you have to hold back a laugh as he does so, but you can tell he’s trying.“never wanna make ya mad at me..” he finishes quietly. he’s fiddling around with the ends of your shirt waiting for your response. then he hears you shuffle around to peek at him and he looks up at you.

he really hasn’t changed. he’s still got the same little frown, the same little crease between his brows and the same rosy cheeks. sure his features are less rounded, his cheeks are definitely less chubby, he’s gotten taller but he’s still your same katsuki who’s a little rough and a big meanie sometimes, but who also always makes sure to apologize to you when he knows he’s hurt you because that’s the last thing he wants.

you grant him a tiny smile. his eyes light up and he stands a little straighter and after a second he’s on you, pressing kisses all over your cheek, grinning boyishly at you and you still want to follow him to the ends of the world as long as he’s leading the way.

₊˚⊹💫🏢 Self Shippers with a fear of heights !!

Your f/o(s) would help you go through any scary situation...

If you have to pass by a high drop, they would walk next to you to shield your view, or just behind you to watch over you. They would hold your hand or arm to help you stabilize yourself, gently reminding you to look ahead and breathe.

If you have to walk up a high spiral staircase, they would be right behind you in case you feel your legs weaken or are morbidly tempted to look back.

Maybe you are on an trip with others and they are doing a treetop course or some rock climbing. If you prefer not to join, your f/o would stay with you and make sure you do not feel pressured about it.

Maybe you are scared at the idea of climbing a ladder. If they do not have a fear of heights as well, your f/o would offer to climb instead. If this is not possible for them too, you would be able to work on a solution together to achieve your goal without having to force your fears upon you.

And of course, they would always ask if you are comfortable and would never pressure you to go someplace you do not feel comfortable to, and they would always search for a way to avoid passing by any high drops.

Pr.oship / co.mship / neutral please DNI

Am I the only one that wants to make a a character my fictional other but I don’t know anything about the character except they’re name and that they’re pretty??

(waiter! waiter! another self indulgent selfship imagine please!!)

Imagine your f/o with your plushies. Imagine them handling and holding them. Imagine them calling them by the little names you give them.

If your f/o is more serious and tough, imagine them getting more caring and soft holding them. Imagine them letting their softer side show cause of your plushies.

Ok now I really need you to imagine finding them holding one of your plushies in their sleep. Maybe they just needed something soft to hold, maybe the plush has your scent on it.

DNI PR0 SHIPPERS/C0M SHIPPERS