Howdy Love! Hope Your Having A Great Day! I Was Wondering If You Could Write A Fic Of The Reader Whos

Howdy love! Hope your having a great day! I was wondering if you could write a fic of the reader who’s ayoyamas twin sister comforting the poor sparkly boy after he lost to mina in the U.A. Tournament. Keep up the good work!!💖💗

hey sweetheart! i had an awesome day so far, thanks :) since you didn’t specify the quirk you wanted the reader to have, i came up with something on my own, you’ll see!! hope you enjoy <3 psa: this turned out shorter than i thought, i’m sorry!!

comforting aoyama after he lost a battle

pairing: yuga aoyama x reader (platonic!! they’re twins)

word count: 710

genre: fluff, angst i think

warnings: none!

req by: @sherbert-pie (i cannot tag you)

you were never as interested in becoming a hero as your brother was, never really liking being in the spotlight, unlike yuga

even with your decided choice to not become a hero, you were always there to support your twin-brother, the U.A Tournament being no exception.

the problem being, his opponent knew of his weakness, your brother throwing himself into the fight unstrategically and overusing his quirk, resulting in him getting stomach aches, leaving room for mina to attack

you gasped when you saw his belt being destroyed by his opponents acid, eyes further widening when his pants fell in the process

you immediately raised to your feet when he was knocked out, leaving the stands in search for your brother, but it was to no avail when the security guards didn’t let you through

you opted to wait at home instead, taking a retour on the way to buy a bunch of snacks

you sympathized with him, being the one who had to often listen to him talk about how he was scared of humiliation

and also how much he wanted to make his dream come true

you just didn’t expect your otherwise sparkly brother that somehow always managed to make snarky comments, to be so.. deflated

when he got home he immediately went to his room after greeting you with a 

“...hey”

you frowned, seeing him like this was not a pleasant sight

so you grabbed all the supplies you bought earlier, easily finding your way to his room, knocking twice to let him know you were entering before going in

and there he was, curled up in his bed, sulking to himself

you sighed “aw, cmon now, yuga!”

he sighed, not sparing you a glance 

“please leave, y/n”

“seriously, you should know better by now that once i want to hang out you don’t get rid of me so easily” you smiled lightly, placing the bag of snacks on the ground, sitting on the end of the bed

“it wasn’t that bad, yaknow..”

“are you kidding!? i had my pants down in front of the entire school!”

he sat up, now looking at you, his red eyes a clear indication that he had been crying

“well, i know that, but i’m serious when i say it wasn’t that bad, everybody was looking at ashido, not at your underwear - plus, you were at a clear disadvantage! she knew everything about your quirk, even your weakness!”

it honestly pained you to see your brother look so bummed out, wanting his usual self back asap

when no response from him came you pulled him into a hug, something you didn’t usually do but you would tell that he needed it in this moment

his arms immediately wrapped around your waist, heaving out a sob as he started crying once again 

you remained quiet, gently patting his head and letting him cry it out, not wanting to push unwanted advice onto him, you knew he could get himself back up and just needed a little support, support which you were more than willing to give

as the sun was slowly started to set so did his cries, releasing you from the hug and sitting up again to wipe his tears, your own lips tugging into a smile at him

your hand reached up, hovering above his head, sparkles releasing from your fingertips, falling over him as a little sparkle-rain, the last ones merging into a rainbow above his head

(your quirk was useless in battle, but deemed itself worthy in situations like this)

“ready to go back to being your sparkly-self?”

he laughed at your antics, slapping your hand away “shush. i indeed am - but i saw you brought snacks?” 

your gaze shifted towards the bag of snacks that was still abandoned on the floor

“oh, right. i did, wanna eat while watching a series?”

he snatched the bag, already digging into it to pull out the various snacks it contained “don’t need to ask me twice-”

you scoffed, turning the tv on, browsing through the various shows the both of you started but never finished, opting for MLB

you ended up binge watching season two and three-

aoyama went to school the next day feeling even more motivated<3

requests are open

read rules before requesting

also' goodmorning! i woke up a while ago but i was so tired i just laid in bed emotionless JAKDSJKS

Bitches be like “I’m fine, I don’t need therapy. I have my comfort character.” And their comfort character is traumatized, touch starved and punches their problems.

It’s me. I’m bitches.

꒰ fly little bird ; akaashi keiji ꒱

꠴ pairing. akaashi keiji x figure skater!reader.

꠴ synopsis. as competitions are approaching, you’re trying to perfect a certain move. all the while, your friend is trying to find just the way to confess his feelings for you.

꠴ word count. 9.1k words.

꠴ fic contents. friends to lovers!au, ice skating!au, fluff, mutual pining, insecure reader that constantly beats herself up, bird references bro, reader’s personality: figure skating, reader may be referred to as ‘birdie’ or ‘little bird.’

꠴ a word from the author. this fic for the babes, @cafemiya, and this is my final repost of my old fics. im sorry yall :((

In school they teach about basic life cycles, typically starting out with a butterfly. It’s supposed to teach children the process of life and how it works, explaining the maturity in animals rather than humans because that’s a discussion to talk about when they’re more mature and older. Whatever way you take it, it all boils down to how life goes in a circle. Where life is given, death is soon to follow.

You’ve always been compared to a little bird. You can’t quite understand why, but the nickname ‘Birdie’ tends to follow you wherever you go.

The life cycle of a bird is simple. Doesn’t matter what type because it all starts with an egg being laid by the mother and then being nurtured in healthy conditions in order to hatch. And when those little birds do hatch, they’re taken care of and being nursed before they can face the sky. Despite the wings they’ve been blessed with at birth, they’re taught to fly through reinforcement driven by the mother. 

Watching the chicks closely, the ugly animals are nudged from their spots of safety to their imposing fall. The mother bird forces their children to take this risk and have them make the decision to either fall and let gravity take over or learn how to spread and flap their wings. 

At first, you thought this was a cruel way to teach these poor animals. However, how else would they learn? The same way a baby learns, they must tumble and learn from their mistakes as they keep pushing themselves. That’s the only way to keep going.

Keep reading

Hey I had a super spook moment yesterday and almost like died bc of my bulimia.

Basically my head hurt so bad and I was rlly nauseous even tho I had like zero food in my system. And I almost passed out because the vertigo I had was so strong.

Can I get a crumb of comfort from my favorite Haikyuu boys?

May I ask for Suga, Noya or Oikawa comforting their friend/ s/o who had an episode like this?

Thank you for reading this! :)

Pls make sure you’re eating as much as you can! It’s not fun to be where I was! Drinking water helps lots too.

Have a good day xx

hi, love. i’d like to apologise for the reply that took me months to get out, but i do hope you’ve been doing good and handling everything okay. 

I chose Oikawa for this - if you want a part 2 with the others, feel free to ask :) oh and you make this gender-specific, so i just went with gender neutral, but oikawa calls the reader some pet-names such as “dear”.

Oikawa taking care of reader suffering with Bulimia

prompt: “oh my, dear, what happened to you?”

pairing: oikawa x gn!reader

warnings: TW! eating disorder, mention of throwing up but reader doesn’t actually throw up

word count: 883

NOTE: I’m extremely sorry if I got any of the information regarding this eating disorder wrong - since I am not very familiar with this topic, I am writing based off of information I could gather online!

you were home alone when your head started to hurt

at first, you didn’t think anything of it

you hoped it was just a headache caused by staring at your laptop screen for too long 

but then you started to feel nauseous 

really nauseous

you tried shrugging it off, hopelessly attempting to distract yourself by turning on the tv, but the many movements on the screen and sounds only amplified the pounding feeling in your head 

you decided against watching tv and tried getting up, your goal being the kitchen to get a glass of water - and maybe a wet rag to place on your forehead and eyes

keyword tried

as soon as you stood up, your vision clouded black and you collapsed onto your knees, clutching your head in your hands and closing your eyes tightly

it took some time before you could gather yourself, ending up stumbling into the bathroom half-conscious when you felt the need to throw up

you weren’t able to throw up though, stomach empty of any contents

as you were sitting on the bathroom floor and fighting not to fall unconscious,  it totally slipped your mind that you were meant to meet up with oikawa today

now, oikawa was your long-term boyfriend, whom you told everything

it was inevitable that he’d find out about your disorder sooner or later, so you had told him quite early on in the relationship

when he heard, he immediately was understanding of your situation and started informing himself on the topic almost immediately

you were insanely grateful l for that

he never pressured you into anything, but was by your side whenever you needed support

well anyways

when oikawa had been waiting for 20 minutes, he didn’t think of anything yet, simply sending a text message

oikawa, 6:50pm: hey baby, are you arriving soon? it’s kind of cold D:

oikawa, 7:07pm: :(

oikawa, 7:20pm: well now you’ve got me kind of worried. if you don’t reply soon i’m coming to your place

when you still failed to reply, he frowned and started making his way over to your place

he didn’t bother ringing the doorbell, instead pulling out the spare key you  had given him for emergencies 

(he used it for surprise visits more often than emergencies anyway)

“y/n?”

he called out your name as soon as he stepped into the apartment

he got even more worried when no sound was heard in response

he checked the kitchen first, then your bedroom, before he heard a tiny sniffle from the bathroom

he instantly walked inside

a soft gasp left his lips as his eyes met your frame - looking vulnerable

you were sat besides the toilet, knees pulled up to your chest and hands clutching your head, tears streaming down your cheeks

“oh my, dear, what happened to you?”

you finally noticed your boyfriends presence, ripping open your eyes to look at him, regretting that decision when the harsh overhead-lightning did no good for your headache

he, obviously, took note of that and turned off the light, the room still slightly illuminated by the hallway

“i’m not feeling too well..” you managed to speak up

that made oikawa let out a little huff, crouching down beside you

“i can see that, love. do you think you can stand up for me?”

he reached out a hand, which you grabbed onto and attempted to get up, but again, your vision clouded black and you collapsed, knees feeling like jelly

your boyfriend’s eyes widened and he hurried to catch you, picking you up like a toddler - also using this chance to hug you to his chest

“shh, i’m here now, baby. have you eaten anything today?”

he felt you shake your head, responding with a nod, carrying you to your bedroom, softly placing you down on the soft mattress

as he was adjusting your head to lay on your pillow, he started speaking, “that’s okay, i’m going to go grab you something light to eat, and then you can rest, alright?”

he ignored the way you scrunched up your nose at the mention of food,  instead patiently waiting for you to verbally respond

“mhm, alright...”

he pecked your forehead, pulling your blanket over you and leaving the room, walking to the kitchen

he made quick work of prepping a meal - a vegetable broth

as soon as said broth was done, he walked back into your room holding the bowl

you awoke from your mini-nap, eyes shifting to look at your boyfriend

he greeted you with a light smile, moving to sit beside you

he handed you the bowl of broth and you let out a soft sigh but nonetheless started eating, knowing he’d bug you until you ate anyway

when you were finished eating, he patted your head lightly and nodded 

“i’m proud of you, love. now get some rest.”

he took the bowl from you and placed it on your bedside table, pulling you closer to him and engulfing you in a hug 

“thank you, for helping me” 

you mumbled into his chest and he hummed

“don’t thank me, i’m always here to help”

with those words, you succumbed into sleep, exhausted from the pain you endured all day, yet content, knowing you had such a great person by your side

a/n: again, apologies for the time this took! i hope this drabble could fulfill your expectations.

requests: open (10th january, 2022)

emergency requests: closed

read rules before requesting.

sorry, my mental health's been shit. i'll try to publish something tomorrow <3