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Bakugou + nervous

BAKUGOU KATSUKI + NERVOUS

This was weird. Very weird. Very, very, very, weird. Bakugou didn’t necessarily understand why his chest tightened at the sight of them, why he stiffened like a board, straightening his posture and broadening his shoulders. There wasn’t really an explanation for the way he got quiet— or at least as quiet as Bakugou Katsuki could get— or how he averted his eyes from theirs even though he normally faced everything and everyone head on.

Oh. 

No, Bakugou understood full well what this feeling was, he was nervous. But why? He couldn’t help but rack his brain for a reason, Y/N L/N certainly wasn’t threatening. 

Sure, they were a threat to his goals of the number one due to their amazing control over their quirk, astonishing grades, all around academic prowess and social ability— that was besides the point— but Bakugou had never actually viewed them as a threat.

His hands were clammy, of course, sweaty hands were normal for him. Right? Right. This was dumb, Bakugou knows that much. All of this is completely and utterly idiotic and—

“Hey Bakugou,” 

“Hi.” His response is gruff, and all too quick, and Bakugou is tempted to slam his head into a wall out of frustration because this isn’t something he normally cares about. Why does he care? It’s just a conversation, a stupid conversation with another extra from his class.

Okay, maybe ‘extra’ is a strong word, and not entirely accurate. And okay, this is weird. 

Bakugou shoves his hands into his pockets, inhaling deeply as he averts his eyes from Y/N’s, who raises a brow as they ask, “care to join me in the common room?”

Bakugou doesn’t look to them as he replies, “no.”

In response, Y/N frowns, almost pouting as they lean in closer to him— why is this happening, Bakugou should be launching them across a room if he’s honest so the real question is probably why is he letting this happen? 

He pushes those thoughts to the back of his mind as Y/N says, “okay, to be completely honest, I was kinda hoping you would cook for me.”

Now he’s just dumbstruck. 

Due to his lack of response, Y/N takes that as rejection and immediately exits his personal space and— why is he disappointed, this is dumb, this is dumb— Y/N is bringing a hand to the back of their neck, “you’re just a really good cook and I was really craving that thing you made back at that camp we all went to, what’s it called...” 

They trail off, a pensive look on their face, and Bakugou just huffs, pushing himself off the wall. “I’m hungry.” 

Y/N is pulled from their thoughts, looking up to him curiously as he begins to make his way down the hall and to the elevator of the dorms, “if I happen to have anything extra, you might be able to have some.” He grumbles out.

A beam makes its way onto Y/N’s face, “thank you, Bakugou!” They exclaim, jogging to catch up with him as they begin to walk by his side, Bakugou has a feeling that if he wasn’t... well, Bakugou, they would’ve hugged him, and for a moment he wishes he wasn’t Bakugou.

He ends up making exactly two servings of his infamous dish in the dorm kitchen, by some miracle. 

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zuko + handwritten letters

ZUKO + HANDWRITTEN LETTERS

Zuko is staring— no, glaring at the pages before him, even though he’s already decided what he was going to do. If he can’t verbalize his feelings for Y/N, then he would write them out and just... never deliver them. 

Not that he would ever get the opportunity to. He was fairly sure Y/N hated him at this point. After everything they’d been through, after he’d switched sides how many times now? They weren’t necessarily on speaking terms even though they were now working alongside each other to train Aang. And handwritten letters of all things was what Zuko had decided to do? He felt like an idiot. 

Honestly it felt more like Y/N was tolerating him at this point.

He found himself sighing, “this is so stupid.” 

And yet he brings his pen to the paper.

If Y/N was never going to read it, then he could just write everything, there was nothing to be embarrassed about and no reason to hold back. Maybe it would even provide him with the closure he desperately needed, though Zuko doubted it. So, he wrote and wrote and wrote to his heart’s content, and when he was done, Zuko made on grave mistake: he threw the letter out.

He should’ve known better, really. After all he had been living with the young Earthbender for a while, and the moment Toph picked up the piece of paper, curiosity consumed her. Perhaps it was another wanted poster, maybe it was a job opportunity for the Gaang to earn some money? She wanted to know.

So, when Toph comes to Y/N for help with reading it, she truly has no idea what she’s just done until Y/N clears their throat and reads out, “dear Y/N... Toph is this a prank?” 

Y/N scans the letter, eyes widening as they look to the young girl before them, “did Sokka put you up to this?”

She scoffs, “no. I found it on the floor and wanted to know what it was.” She raises a brow, hand reaching out to snatch the letter from Y/N’s hand, “maybe I’ll get Sokka to read it for me instead if you won’t.”

Y/N fumbles, following after Toph, “wait! It’s addressed to me, don’t you think this is a bit of an invasion of privacy or—”

“Nope. Whoever wrote it decided to throw it out, finders keepers.”

Inhaling deeply, Y/N jogs in front of Toph to stop her in her tracks, “I’ll read it for you if you promise never to tell anybody about this ever.”

It turns out, handwritten letters are not the best way to keep your undying love for someone a secret, because no matter how hard you try they will end up getting delivered, whether you like it or not.

NOTE: i hate writing letters someone tell me if its bad pls

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Hi, congrats with 3k! How about Shinso + sunset? Thank you :>

SHINSOU HITOSHI + SUNSET

As dumb as it sounds, Shinsou doesn’t really care for the sunset. It’s rather cliché if he’s honest. It exists, and you can see it everyday. He’s always been a bigger fan of the dead of night, the stars in the sky, the moon. 

And yet, as Y/N L/N drags him towards the edge of the school grounds as the sun falls below the horizon— he can’t help the newfound appreciation he has for it.

“Hurry up.” Y/N grumbles, yanking him closer, “we’re going to miss it because you walk like an old man.”

He simply rolls his eyes, allowing Y/N to string him along. “We’re going to get in trouble.” Shinsou warns, yet he continues down the path alongside them. 

There’s a smirk on Y/N’s face as they look back to Shinsou, “then you’ll get us out of trouble.” 

Their words leave him feeling uneasy as he replies, “did you invite me just so I could use my quirk if we got caught breaking curfew rules?” 

A small laugh escapes Y/N as they shake their head, “that’s not the only reason.” They finally come to a stop, at the height of a hill surrounded by trees. “I like you Shinsou, not your quirk. Besides you wouldn’t need it to get us out of trouble, not with your charm.”

“You what?” He asks, stumbling due to the sudden stop but managing to catch himself. Shinsou suddenly finds himself fixated on the fact that he’s holding their hand. It’s not even about making sure he doesn’t get lost anymore, they’re choosing to hold his hand.

“I like you? We’re friends, it would be weird if I didn’t.” Y/N replies, raising a brow as they return their gaze to the setting sun. A peaceful smile— something uncommon with a person like them, someone who seems to reside in chaos— on their face

Shinsou nods slowly, “friends, right.”

“Unless you wanna be more than friends?” They ask, turning back to look at him with a grin. 

Dear god, they’d be the death of him.

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Congratulations!

I was thinking Tamaki + Confidence.

A lil challenge, if you're up for it :)

TAMAKI AMAJIKI + CONFIDENCE

He had absolutely no confidence. He knew that. In fact, he would guess that the lack of confidence was his greatest flaw. He had no faith in himself, and it hindered his ability to believe that he could make the proper choices, it stopped him from taking certain opportunities, and it only proved that he was not the sun and never would be. 

Tamaki Amajiki is the moon, and the one thing he is confident in is the fact that he is in love with Y/N L/N. 

And god, did that horrify him. He’d never been a decisive person, and yet he somehow decided instantly that it was true, that the feelings of anxiety he had 24/7 were different when he was around them.

Because he felt safe, at peace even. There was always the underlying worry of saying something stupid that would cause Y/N to run off, but a part of him knew that they wouldn’t do that. 

Being with Y/N L/N was a breath of fresh air, except for right now. 

“Can I ask you something?”

That phrasing was a surefire way to stress him out, and yet Tamaki finds himself shifting in his seat on the grass to look to Y/N as he manages to reply, “sure.”

He almost buries his face further into his scarf— their scarf, actually— when Y/N asks, “do you like me?” 

Tamaki finds himself choking on air, immediately looking away from them as he struggled to find words, he’s moving to open his mouth— or at least try to— when Y/N simply smiles, shaking their head, “you don’t have to answer. I already know.”

He finds himself wondering if maybe Nejire told them, after Tamaki accidentally let it slip that he liked Y/N, Nejire was a bit... a bit more excited than the average person would’ve been. She had insisted he confess, and Tamaki, being Tamaki, said no. And this was definitely not how he wanted to confess, actually, he never wanted to confess.

“I knew Nejire was crazy when she said you liked me.” 

Wait what?

Y/N looks to him, “what?”

Did he say that out loud? Oh god.

“Yes, you did. But Tamaki—”

Tamaki almost slams his face into the ground until he feels a hand on his face, directing his attention back to Y/N as they force their eyes to meet. “Tamaki.” Y/N says, brows furrowed as they look to him, his face flushing at not only the situation at hand but the close contact. This seems to be what makes Y/N realize as their mouth gapes open slightly and they release him, looking away, “oh my god, do you like me?”

They don’t sound upset, which Tamaki takes as a good sign, but they do sound confused, and that only makes Tamaki confused as well. He’s looking away, inhaling deeply as he tugs at the grass, “is that really so shocking?” He’s mumbling, and if it was anyone but Y/N, he would’ve had to repeat himself.

“Well I—” They bring their hands to their face, “why?” 

Of course, Nejire had told Y/N, he shouldn’t be shocked. But why hadn’t Y/N believed it? 

Tamaki simply buries his face further into the scarf, “sorry.” He finds himself frowning, “you deserve someone great though. You’re...” Tamaki takes a deep breath, and for once in his life, he decides he will be confident about something else as he says, “you’re great. And... and you’re patient, and kind. You know all my favorite foods, and you make me feel— you make me feel comfortable.”

Not only was Tamaki Amajiki confident in his love for Y/N, he was confident in Y/N. 

It’s not until he looks back at them that Tamaki’s face flushes once more, seeing Y/N look at him in awe, mouth gaped open slightly, eyes widened. God, this was embarrassing and—

And he didn’t really have much time to think about that seeing as they were bringing his lips to theirs and they were kissing.

Tamaki’s hand comes to their wrist, grip tightening on it, for a moment he’s frozen, but quickly presses his lips back against theirs. Y/N’s hand free hand coming to thread through his hair. 

“Great, because I like you back.” Y/N replies as they pull apart, breathless. 

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3k event: monoma x going to a wedding (not his own lol)

MONOMA NEITO + GOING TO A WEDDING

He really hated this. Actually, that was a lie, he loved it. Because clearly Y/N was very happy. But at the same time, it was just a painful reminder to Monoma that he would be going to a wedding, a wedding that wasn’t his, but he so desperately wished it was. 

It’s a reminder of all the ugly feelings he had when he was still at UA High School, towards Class 1A, all because of his own feelings of inferiority. He can’t help the way they resurface as he stares down at the invitation Y/N had just handed him, a bright smile on their face as they begin to ramble, “I was so shocked when he proposed but honestly it was a welcome change—”

Monoma doesn’t know how to say that he wants to scream, so he doesn’t. Instead, it takes him a mere moment to collect himself and look back up to Y/N and say, “congratulations Y/N.” A false grin spreading across his face, “I suppose I’ll have to find some way to one up you at your own wedding though.”

His eyes drift back to the invite, reading the names plastered across it. Who would’ve thought, Bakugou Katsuki did have a heart, somewhere in that mind of rage. 

Y/N responds by swatting at his shoulder, their smile only widening further, “it would mean a lot to me if you came. I want you to be by my side every step of the way. You’re one of my best friends.”

Yes, friends. They’d been friends a while. Y/N had been one of few from Class 1A he had even a semblance of respect for. He’d come to enjoy their company despite his attempts not to, but something about them had always... drawn him in. Even now he couldn’t escape it. 

Monoma had never felt lesser than Y/N, he’d felt like an equal. And it was a feeling he’d clung to so desperately that he ended up falling even further until there was no way out. But now, there really was no denying it.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

He really was the second choice, every time, even to them. 

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NOTE: the way this prompt was literally asking for angst but ajksdhajksdh aside from that, the way i fell in love with monoma. this is also my first time writing him, no one judge me if its bad JJDHAJSKHDAS

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happy 3k love 🥺

for your event can i possibly have bakugou and hope?

BAKUGOU KATSUKI + HOPE

Never in his life, did Bakugou Katsuki have a sliver of hope in regards to finding someone who would love him. He was well aware his explosive personality wasn’t the most appealing, nor was his truly sunny disposition. In fact, Bakugou couldn’t really think of many redeeming traits he had, he couldn’t think of any actually. 

Never in his life did he think he’d meet someone like Y/N L/N. 

Despite the number of times he’d insulted Y/N, threatened them, practically attacked them, they had stayed. Y/N had remained by his side throughout the good and the bad— not that there was much good to begin with. 

Seeing as Y/N was one of few people who tolerated him, Bakugou was forced to spend a lot of his time with them, for group projects, in class (since they were seated together), and even outside of class.

So naturally, he found himself beginning to appreciate Y/N’s presence. It was slow, gradual, process really. In fact, it hadn’t really hit him that he enjoyed Y/N’s presence, until they weren’t there. His eyes drifting over to the empty seat beside them as the bell rang, normally Y/N would’ve arrived at least ten minutes with a cup in hand. And yet, they weren’t here.

“Where’d the idiot go?” He calls out to the class, who is still awaiting Aizawa’s arrival, if he wasn’t already there that is. The man was probably in his sleeping bag somewhere behind his desk if Bakugou was honest— but that wasn’t really his concern right now.

Izuku looks up, almost apologetically, probably because he was the last person that Bakugou wanted to answer his question as he explains, “they’re sick. Came down with a fever yesterday.”

And just like that Bakugou’s eyes zero in on Izuku, who’s attempting to avoid the boy’s piercing stare as he awaits the inevitable insult.

Instead, Bakugou simply says, “stalker.” Before turning back around in his seat.

This is how Bakugou came to be standing outside Y/N’s dorm, a container filled with soup in hand, his brows furrowed as he stares at the door with a gaze that could blow holes through it just about as well as his quirk could. Should he leave the soup outside? Knock? Continue to stand here like an idiot? 

He nearly groans in annoyance, annoyance towards himself, and towards the fact that he was even here because why was he here? Why did he feel the need to take care of the very person he had belittled for who knows how long? Why did he want to check on them? Y/N, who was one of few people who had continuously gone head to head with him. As though they were equals. 

It’s a thought he pushes to the back of his mind. 

Shaking away these thoughts, he finally brings a hand to knock at the door, albeit aggressively. And he’s about to knock again when he hears shuffling inside the room, and slowly the door swings open. And there stands Y/N.

“You look like shit.” 

A laugh escapes Y/N, who pulls the blanket they had tighter around them as they open the door wider, leaning against the frame. “Thanks Bakugou.” Their voice is hoarse, and a cough escapes them as they ask, “what are you doing here?”

He simply extends the hand with the container of soup to them, “here.” His eyes narrow at them, “idiot.”

They fake a pout before taking the container from him, “you made me soup?” Y/N’s brow is raised as they stare between Bakugou and the container. “Are you sick?” They ask incredulously, but there’s a grin on their face.

“The hell is that supposed to mean?” Bakugou asks, brows furrowing as he looks away from Y/N. Reaching into his bag to drop a small stack of papers onto the container as well, doing so wordlessly.

Y/N’s mouth gapes open, “you brought my homework too? Are you possessed? What have you done with the real Bakugou?”

In response Bakugou rolls his eyes, “shut the hell up.”

Y/N’s grin only widens as they watch Bakugou’s cheeks flush a light shade of red. “Thank you, really.” 

And so, Bakugou Katsuki found himself hoping that maybe, Y/N L/N wouldn’t leave him. And maybe, just maybe, they would love him back. 

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congrats on 3k!!! for the event, shoto todoroki and dreaming? ♡

TODOROKI SHOUTO + DREAMING

Todoroki Shouto wonders if he’s dreaming when he opens his eyes and sees Y/N L/N laying beside him. They’re scrolling through their phone, free hand playing with Shouto’s hair absent-mindedly while he rests with his head on their lap. The rest of his body curled up to accommodate the small space he had in the bus seats. 

The arm rest between the two seats had long since been moved, giving him more space but still not enough. And staring up at Y/N, Shouto finds himself in a daze. Blinking once, twice, before realizing this is in fact, real life. 

He shifts, trying to get a better look at Y/N, and they seem to notice his sudden movement, eyes drifting down to him. “You’re awake.” Their voice is low, as not to disturb those around them, it was dark out from the looks of it, and they were on a bus ride that was expected to last hours. Most of his classmates were sleeping like he had just been.

“So are you.” Comes Shouto’s response.

Y/N’s hand moves from his hair, only for Shouto to quickly grab their wrist and pull it back gently, resting it on his head once more. A smile spreads across Y/N’s face at the action, though they say, “you should get up, Sho.”

He shakes his head in response, pressing his head back into Y/N’s lap with a sigh. Shouto shuts his eyes for a moment, before pushing up into a seat. A smile once more finds its way onto Y/N’s face as they ruffle Shouto’s hair, which had before flat due to how long he’d been sleeping. “Sorry.”

Y/N’s brows furrow as they continue to fix Shouto’s hair, and Shouto could’ve fell back asleep to the feeling had his eyes not been glued to Y/N’s face as they replied, “for what?”

“I imagine you want to sleep too.”

Y/N simply shrugs, “sleep doesn’t come easy these days.” 

There were a few others who remained awake, and Shouto couldn’t say he was shocked. Paranoid amongst the students of Class 1A wasn’t abnormal given recent villain attacks. 

And maybe that’s why a feeling of shock washes over him, an overwhelming realization that Y/N L/N made him feel safe. Safe in a way he hadn’t felt before.

“You good?” Y/N asks, eyes meeting Shouto’s.

And he finds himself nodding slowly, hand coming to Y/N’s cheek as he presses a kiss against their lips. The hand in his hair pausing its ministrations as their other hand game to grip his arm. “Yes.” Comes his reply, when he pulls away. 

“Never better.”

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Is your 3k event still open? If not, don’t mind this little ask, and just know your writings are so wonderfully wholesome and warm my heart! Thanks for sharing such lovely things with us!

If they’re open, and you’re up for it, then maybe Shinsou + thunderstorm? He’s a very cozy, comfortable, safe-in-their-arms character for me

SHINSOU HITOSHI + THUNDERSTORM

It’s a nice day. Mostly. The thunderstorm that raged outside of the UA dorms was calming in a way, if you could ignore the thunder itself. It was loud, really loud, and startling if Y/N was honest. And it seemed that Shinsou had noticed the way Y/N jumped each time the thunder roared outside the windows of their dorm. While Y/N enjoyed the rain, days like these were overwhelming.

They don’t notice Shinsou’s eyes on them, wondering if he should just reach out and pull them closer. He’d always been hesitant, even after having known Y/N for years now; there was still that voice in the back of his mind telling him that Y/N might not really want him.

Despite himself, Shinsou finds that he’s reaching forward, yanking Y/N back against his chest and resting his head on their shoulder, arms winding around their body. The sudden movement elicits a gasp from Y/N, who nearly hits Shinsou by mistake as they enter his embrace. 

“Sorry we couldn’t go out like you wanted.” He mumbles, breath warm on their neck.

A small laugh escapes Y/N as they find themself relaxing into his embrace, “it’s fine. We can go another day.” 

There was no denying that Shinsou preferred to stay indoors, he’d never been a fan of going out too often. But if Y/N wanted to, he’d endure it. Of course, that didn’t mean he wasn’t relieved by the sudden storm. In fact, Shinsou was grateful for the quiet day in his dorm he could spend with his lover instead. 

Anything was nice, really.

“For now, why don’t we watch a horror movie or something hm?” His eyes drift back to the glass door that leads to the small balcony afforded to UA students. Water slamming down onto cement as thunder practically shakes the building, “this weather really sets the mood for something scary.”

Y/N rolls their eyes, gently elbowing Shinsou, “you know I don’t like horror movies.”

He grins, pressing a kiss to their cheek as he replies, “I know.”

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NOTE: i 100% agree, shinsou seems like the perfect character for this and thnk you! sorry it took forever <3

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I just recently found your page and kinda binge read a lot 🕺💃💗 Your writing is incredible and congrats on 3k! If u feel comfortable writing for him, kaminari + ethereal? - 🍄✨

DENKI KAMINARI + ETHEREAL

In an attempt to bond with each other, the students of Class 1A had decided to go on a little trip outside of class— seeing as every school sponsored trip had ended rather poorly for them— and despite their goal to hang out with one another they had dispersed throughout the mall they’d chosen to meet up at.

Y/N wasn’t sure how they’d ended up with Denki of all people, but they didn’t mind. He was nice to talk to, and they were close enough that things weren’t awkward or anything of the sort. Of course, Y/N doubted he was enjoying himself simply waiting for them to finish trying on clothes. 

“I’m almost done Denki, I swear!”

From the other side of the door Y/N can hear him laugh, “take your time Y/N, I don’t mind.” Y/N can practically hear the grin on his face as he continues, “as long as you show me this outfit you’re trying on.”

It wasn’t like they saw each other in anything but their hero costumes or uniforms, civilian clothes were a rarity as is, so the shock Denki experienced as Y/N exited the dressing room was warranted.  

“Is it bad? I was thinking of wearing this to Momo’s birthday dinner, she has such expensive tastes and—” Y/N continued to ramble on, avoiding eye contact with Denki, who’s mouth had gaped open in shock as he shook his head vehemently. 

“Bad? Y/N you look ethereal!”

Their face warms and Y/N can’t help the bashful smile that comes onto their face at his words, “thank you, Denki.”

In that moment Denki seems to realize just how forward his words were as he allows a nervous laugh to escape him, face flushing as he nods. “Of course,” he says, eyes suddenly averted from Y/N as he gives them a thumbs up. 

He was excited for that birthday dinner to say the least, mentally thanking Momo for the dress code she had established for their classmates. 

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NOTE: i love everything about this request, especially all the emoji’s going on. also thank you!!! im glad you like my work :D 

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idk if u take jjk requests but

yuji itadori - wounded

if you don’t or if requests are closed pls ignore this 😔

ITADORI YUUJI + WOUNDED [mentions of violence and death, injuries, blood]

Itadori can’t help that he rambles as he pulls off his shirt, wincing at the sight of his own injury and the spike of pain as he moves his limbs despite the exhaustion that plagues him. The blood had seeped through the gauze Y/N had placed on it during the midst of their last battle when he had wounded himself. 

It’s just in his nature to talk and talk in moments like these. Especially since Y/N hadn’t spoken to him since he’d stepped in front of them and taken the brunt of said hit. Now they’re before him once more, just as silent as they examine the wound, hands gently reaching the edge of the gauze they’d wrapped around his torso earlier. 

“Maybe we can order take out? I’m kind of hungry I don’t know about you.” He pauses, eyes on them as they finally come to a full stand and bring a hand behind him to grasp the edge of the gauze.

Y/N’s eyes meet his as they say, “let me know if it hurts.” 

It’s the first thing they’ve said to him in days, and Itadori finds himself nodding rapidly, almost bumping Y/N in the face as he replies, “sure, sure.” He clears his throat, a desperate attempt to clear the tension in the air. 

Y/N is upset with him. 

He raises his arms, and Y/N begins to unwrap the gauze, standing between Itadori’s legs as he remains seated on the bathroom counter. Beside them is Y/N’s tools for things like this. It isn’t until the final piece of gauze is coming off his wound that Itadori exhales deeply, it sticks to the wound and peels off slowly. 

“Cool.” Itadori mumbles, watching as Y/N moves to grab fresh gauze, a towel, some alcohol, and some water. Likely to clean and redress the injury. “Cool.” He repeats. “Maybe we could try that place downtown? The new one you were talking about—”

“You could have died, Yuuji.” 

His mouth gapes open at Y/N’s sudden words, but Itadori quickly recovers as he shakes his head, “I’m fine.” He assures, offering them a smile. “It’s just a small cut, no big deal.”

“Take this more seriously.” Y/N says, glaring at him. “You shouldn’t have gotten in the way, I can take care of myself.” 

He shrugs, nonchalantly, and it irritates Y/N endlessly. How calm he can be about the fact that he just died. Although it wouldn’t be the first time something like this had happened. “I would do it again.” Is all he says. Only serving to anger Y/N more. 

How can someone be so careless with their life?

Y/N has filled up a small bowl with water, dipping the towel into before cleaning around his wound with more aggression than necessary, “don’t say that.” She looks to him once more, “I’m replaceable, you’re not.”

It’s an undeniable truth, he’s a vessel to some ancient being that could mean the death and destruction of them all, a one in a million chance. And for that, dozens of people want him dead. But Y/N didn’t intend to let that happen. Because even if Itadori Yuuji wasn’t one in a million, they wouldn’t hesitate to lay down their life for his.

Something in his eyes seems to change at their words, but that same smile of his stays on his face as he brings a hand to Y/N’s face and says, “you aren’t replaceable.” Shaking his head slightly, “not to me.”

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NOTE: thank you for BLESSING me with a jjk request im on like ep 14 i think and i love it, by far one of my favorite shows. anyways everyone tell me how bad this is pls and thank. 

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CONGRAAATS - 3k

Bakugo + Sunset ? 🌄

BAKUGOU KATSUKI + SUNSET

Bakugou Katsuki is scarily calm, as they sit before the sunset. Averting his eyes from Y/N as they move to look over to him, a grin on their face as they watch him. 

Bakugou seems to notice their eyes on him, “the hell you staring at?” He’s glaring, but his eyes nor his words have any actual malice in them. “Didn’t you want to watch the sunset?”

Y/N’s grin widens as they simply reply, “well, I found a better view.” 

His cheeks flush, and his glare intensifies as he tears his eyes away from them. And Y/N can’t help it as they playfully shove him. After all, it was Bakugou who had insisted on joining Y/N on their climb to the roof, something about how their idiocy was bound to get everyone in trouble unless he came along.

“I hate you.”

His eyes remain on the sunset, while Y/N simply bursts out into laughter, throwing their head backwards. It’s something they did frequently, or at least that’s what Bakugou had observed from their time together. 

Y/N was strong. And maybe that’s why he had gravitated towards them, seeking out an equal amongst his classmates. Someone he could spar with, someone to improve alongside of, someone to talk to. Someone he could trust to stay alive as their school years got more chaotic.

Bakugou was never the type to do stuff like this, and yet he finds himself on the roof alongside Y/N L/N. And a part of him is grateful for the small piece of normalcy he gets to experience in this moment. 

“No you don’t.” Is all Y/N says in response, a smile dancing on their face.

Bakugou doesn’t reply. 

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Can I ask a Todoroki + Breathe ? 👉👈❤

TODOROKI SHOUTO + BREATHE 

He couldn’t breathe. But it was different from the nights he spent alone, desperately trying to catch his breath, alone in his room. Because Todoroki Shouto was not alone right now. He stood beside Y/N on the roof of some parking lot they’d insisted on going to, in the middle of the night. And before him is lights. 

The stars light up the sky, the lanterns strung across the streets, the lamps of those inside their homes, the city is glowing and for some reason everything feels different. Shouto had lived in this place for most his life and yet he had never seen it like this.

It was beautiful. And Shouto had found himself breathless at the sight. 

Y/N looks back to him, a smile on their face as they take his hand in theirs and tug him closer towards the edge of the parking lot. Allowing him to peer downwards, where traffic lights and cars crowded the street. 

“It’s amazing isn’t it?” 

He simply nods, mouth gaped open slightly, Shouto doesn’t notice Y/N’s eyes on him. His eyes seem to have lit up, and Y/N can’t help it when their smile widens at the fact. 

The wind blows, and Y/N finds that they’re hovering closer to Shouto for warmth —the boy was literally a natural heater— almost forgetting that their hands were still joined until they suddenly realized just how close they were. Shouto on the other hand, seems to be well aware of this, his eyes looking between Y/N and their joined hands. 

Maybe Aizawa would give them detention for the rest of their time in UA, but at this moment, Y/N couldn’t care less. This was worth it. 

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kuroo + puppies :3

KUROO TETSURO + PUPPIES 

“Wasn’t your school mascot a cat or something?”

Kuroo’s brows furrow in confusion, looking to Y/N incredulously, “what does that have to do with anything?” He asks, though there’s a smile on his face as he walks alongside Y/N. Shoving his hands into his pockets, “just... think about it.”

He’s brought this up a while ago, but Kuroo hadn’t been as insistent at that point. Mostly because the pair had only just moved in together and... well no matter how much you like your partner, issues are bound to arise when you start living together.

“About getting a puppy?” Y/N replies, raising a brow at their boyfriend. “They’re a lot of work you know.”

But it had been a year since they had first moved in together, and Kuroo had gone back to pestering Y/N about the possibility of getting a dog. 

He huffs in reply, “I’m not a child, I know the responsibilities that come with having pets.” Y/N can tell he’s ready to attempt pouting as some sort of negotiation tactic, and they can’t stop the smile on their face as they look over to him once more.

“Okay.” They say simply, taking his hand in theirs as they stroll down the street.

“Okay?” Kuroo asks, seeking some kind of clarification, “okay as in you’ll think about it?”

A small laugh escapes Y/N as they shake their head, pulling Kuroo to the side of the walkway so as not to interrupt anyone walking past, “okay as in let’s get a dog, Tetsuro.”

Instantly, he’s beaming, removing his hand from Y/N’s to throw it around their shoulder and pull them closer, pressing a kiss to their cheek. “Thanks, babe.”

Y/N rolls their eyes in response, shoving gently at his chest as he finally releases them. “Don’t thank me.” 

Despite this, he presses another kiss against their cheek before taking their hand in his once more, swinging their hands back and forth.

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Hello! For the 3k event, I have to offer Shinsou x Beach. Thank you!

SHINSOU HITOSHI + BEACH

If he’s honest, Shinsou hates the beach. Despises it with a burning passion. Something about the sand, and the sunburns, and the salty water, and the crabs— the horrid little sea demons— left him more than annoyed after each visit. He just wasn’t the type to go to the beach. 

If you wanted to watch the sunset, it didn’t have to be at the beach. Want to swim? There are pools for that. A tan? That’s why tanning beds were made. Want a crab for some odd reason? Go to the pet store. 

And yet, here he was, at the beach. 

Somehow he had come to the conclusion that despite his immense hatred for the beach, his love for Y/N L/N outweighed that. So when they had insisted on dragging him to the beach, he’d agreed, no questions asked. In fact, Shinsou almost forgot about his dislike of the beach, until he got there that is.

Stupid sand. 

He finds himself tying his hair up before allowing Y/N to take his hand, pulling him closer to the water with a bright smile, “thank you for coming with me, Shin.” 

Shinsou offers them a small smile of his own in response, “of course.” He says, watching as they return their attention to the horizon, where the sun would soon meet the seemingly endless sea, their eyes wide in awe. “I’m glad you invited me.” 

Behind the pair, the small shops and lanterns of the boardwalk lit up the area slightly, but right now all the attention was on the very ocean before them. Cold, unforgiving, and yet Shinsou somehow finds himself saying, “I love the beach.”

And you. 

The words don’t leave his mouth but the thought echoes in his brain almost as endlessly as the water. Shinsou was well aware of the weight those three little words held, and he’d been dating Y/N long enough to know that now would be one of the best times to tell them. 

Instead, he pulls them back through their conjoined hands, pressing a kiss to their cheek as the smell of salt fills his nose and a wave crashes against them, nearly knocking the two down. Their own laughter consuming them as Y/N clings to him with a bright smile on their face.

Not yet. 

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(Tanaka requester) Okay! So uh- perhaps Tanaka + flowers? Thank you!

TANAKA RYUUNOSUKE + FLOWERS

Tanaka is practically bowing to Y/N, his arm extended towards them while his eyes are glued to the pavement. In his hands is a bouquet of flowers he’d purchased specifically for this moment. That moment being his confession that he was not mentally prepared for.

Rejection wasn’t foreign to Tanaka by any means, but for once, he was a little bit more... emotionally invested.

And yet the only words he could get out were— “please go out with me!”

He’s frozen, eyes still glued to the sidewalk, he’s glad he isn’t seeing Y/N’s reaction. Y/N shares this sentiment seeing as their mouth has gaped open in complete shock, looking between him and the flowers. 

Y/N can’t help but be rendered speechless, because honestly? This was the last thing they had expected. Having known Tanaka for years, having known him better than the back of their own hand, Y/N never would’ve guessed that he had feelings for them.

“Tanaka you don’t have to bow.” They mumble out, cheeks burning as they watch him look up, his face a bright red as he nods— slowly moving to stand straight.

“Right.” Comes his response.

Tanaka about to retract his arm, but Y/N’s hand brushes against his as they take the flowers from him, offering him a smile. “So... when are you taking me out?”

This time, Tanaka’s mouth gapes open, though it is soon replaced by a practically glowing beam as he throws his arms around Y/N, burying his face in their neck. “I really like you.”

Though they’re shocked by the sudden contact, Y/N is wrapping their arms around him as well with a smile, “I really like you too, Tanaka.”

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Congratulations on 3k!! Can I request Suna + fake dating? Thanks if you do<3

SUNA RINTAROU + FAKE DATING

“So how long have you liked Atsumu?”

Y/N nearly chokes on their drink, looking to Suna incredulously, he says the words so nonchalantly that Y/N almost doesn’t notice what he just said. If they’re honest, they probably shouldn’t be shocked with how observant he was. 

And yet here they were.

“Excuse me?” Y/N asks as they recover from the moment of shock, offering Suna an awkward smile, shaking their head. “Like Atsumu? I would never like Atsumu, have you met Atsumu?”

When Suna doesn’t reply— opting to raise a brow at them as he finally looks up from his phone— Y/N simply sighs. “Am I that obvious?” They mumble out, dejectedly. Y/N brings a hand to their forehead as they turn to look at Suna. The pair was seated on the couch, side by side, currently awaiting the arrival of the rest of Inarizaki.

“Yes.” Is all he says, and Suna is glad Y/N doesn’t ask how he noticed this. That would require divulging that fact that he did in fact care about them, their well-being, and he may or may not pay attention to them more than what makes sense for someone with completely platonic feelings. 

Y/N hears the door opening from their seat on the couch, meaning the others have probably arrived, and yet they can’t help but ask, “do you think he knows?” 

“No.” Suna replies, “but he will. And he’ll like you back, after a little push.”

Y/N looks to him confused, brows furrowing even more as he throws an arm around their shoulder. “What?”

“We’re going to make him a little jealous.”

As the door to the club room is finally pushed open, Y/N feels Suna’s hand come to the back of their neck, and suddenly his lips are on theirs. And for some reason, they find themselves kissing back. Even as screams of shock rip through their fellow club mates. 

Kita simply sighs, “in the club room? Really?”

Who doesn’t love a good fake dating scheme? What could possibly go wrong?

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NOTE: i have never written suna and this feels bad pls im sorry, i hope you liked it though!! and thank you!! :D