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WHERE, HOW, AND WHEN CAN I REQUEST?

where? here by using this link.

how? tell me the fandom, the character(s), and your prompt/ scenario/ idea. the more detailed the idea the better, that’s it.

when? my request are open

WHICH FANDOM CAN I REQUEST FOR?

i am always open for any and all suggestions but am quite deep in these current fandoms so these will most likely get accept earlier;

tokyo revengers

haikyuu!!

jujutsu kaisen

my hero acadamia

SO, CAN I JUST REQUEST ANYTHING?

yes, and no. you can definitely request anything your heart desires, but it will have no garantee that it will be done. as i do have school, work, my internship, other stories i’m working on, personal works, and sometimes i can’t do a request justice.

WHAT IS OFF LIMITS?

due to my mental health angst is off limits. i will not do anything angst related. as i can just not handle it right now but worry not, i am an angst whore so as soon as i feel up-to it, it will be back on the menu.

other then that everything is on the table. even mature content; i’m not great at it ( yet ) and i do have some limits but those can always be discussed.

SUMMARY → when a bright and loud girl comes into the 1-A classroom many old repressed memories already arise. even though aizawa praises himself for being a clear and logical thinker, he knows it can’t be him even with how quirks have evolve. yet all that logical reasoning gets thrown out when she shows her clouds at the quirk appreciation test. in the same moment aizawa promises himself he will not let history repeat itself.

PAIRING → aizawa shouta x student!reader

GENRE → platonic!relationship, hurt/comfort

WARNING → none

WORD COUNT → 1.5 k

MASTERLIST → an assortment of other fics

A/N → i read this hc about a kid in 1-A with the same quirk as shirakumo and wanted to write a scenario for it, but for the life of me i can’t find the headcanon anymore. if you can, PLEASE tell me who wrote it so i can give them the proper credit they deserve!

WHEN YOU FIRST STARTED U.A. you thought it would be fun. Hard work but fun; studying how to be a hero. Learning and working under others that have already gone pro. Not to mention walking down the halls where most of your greatest inspirations and the current number one hero had walked and harnessed their quirks so many years before you.

Something you had not expected was the constant reprimanding; “Stupid Aizawa-sensei, stupid gross tables.” you grumble annoyed, as you continue to clean the desks in the 1-A classroom, while everyone else is happily enjoying their lunches. Trying to wipe away Kaminari his smug face as he got off scot-free, making you subconsciously scrub the table harder. 

What had happened wasn’t even big enough to warrant such punishment. You had put your shoes on your desk and instead of just telling you not to do it or to put your feet down, Aizawa-sensei gave you a blank stare and said; ‘if you can’t respect the desk, you should clean them.’ completely ignoring Kaminari, Tokoyami and Bakugou who had their feet on the table and where now silently putting them down.

To add to that it was not the only punishment you have gotten in the last few months, and most likely will not be the last. It started the first week of school. Laughing at Kaminari short-circling in class? Make a presentation about the benefits of laughing. 

Got below an 80 in English, a subject you could not seem comprehend as well as the others, but did not do too bad at. Get singed up for cram classes. You don’t even know how he knew, not to mention how you are in the top five and definitely did not need cram classes.

Which let you to now; the final bell ringing, Aizawa-sensei dismisses the class and let’s you all go on your marry way to the dorms. Slowly packing your stuff in Kaminari, Bakugou, Sero, Ashido and Kirishima stay at the door.

“We don’t have all day, dumbass.”

Making a small smile tuck up your lips that he still took the moment to wait for you even when he pretends like it’s such a burden, “Go a head, I still have to ask a question.”

“We can wait.”

“It’s okay.” you reassure, and with that last wave and a little hesitation they left the room. Leaving you with your teacher, “Aizawa-sensei.” you say uncharastically softly. Trying to gain your teachers attention that is fully focused on his desk work, “I’m busy.”

Ignoring his dismissive words, you take a deep breath, word vomiting your question out, “Do you hate me?”

Your question seem to make the man freeze in his state. Before he slowly looks up from his work, “No.” he says simply. Nodding slowly you let the answer sink in, yet it only makes more questions come up, “Then why do you always reprimand me?”

“I give punishment where I see fit.”

Making your stomach twist into a more confused and annoyed state then it already was, “Yesterday I got punishment for having my feet on the table while I wasn’t the only one.” you point out. Shaking your head at the lack of integrity, “Kaminari, Bakugou, and Tokoyami had theirs on the table. They always do, and the one time I do it I get cleaning duty.”

“I don’t care what they did, I gave you a punishment.”

Without even realising it a cloud came up above your head, “But you always do. It’s like your breathing down my neck, waiting for me to fail!”

The cloud above your head darkening from it’s usual pale white state to a dark grey, “I wasn’t even at Cameno, and I got lunch duty for not telling you what they had planned while the rest of the class got free off. You’re singling me out and you can’t even be honest about it.” you snap, your voice louder then you ment it to be, but in the heat of the moment you could not make yourself apologise for it.

“You have a lot of potential, (l/n), but if you don’t get the proper guidance you might never be able to show the world that.”

The sincerity in his voice and the unusual soft expression on his face that you had never seen before on your teachers face made you want to believe him, but then again he lied like it was breathing air. And each time you and your entire class fell for it again.

The dark cloud had faded into oblivion as you let out a deep breath, “Well, I asked Hatsume to help me figure out what type of support items might work for me. We found someone who had a quirk like mine and they used a staff for fighting. So, now we are developing one.”

“How do you develop a staff?

“We send in a sample of my hair with the design. That was it should be more durable and be able for me to manipulate into my clouds when necessary for the element of surprise. In the meanwhile I have a wooden one,” you tell him, making him hum as he turns back to his work.

Twiddling your fingers you turn your face away, “which you would have know if you were also in All Might’s face.” you mumble, quickly looking back to your teacher if he heard what you said, but by the way his face didn’t change he didn’t hear it.

“Your cleaning duty is over.”

As soon as you arrive at the dorms you got bombarded with questions from your friends; before Iida demanded you ( and the others who hadn’t either ) to go upstairs, change into your home clothes, and help prepare dinner.

It was something you all would do every Friday, while on any other day it was devided into groups to make it for everyone else. Instead of everyone making it separately. 

Soon dinner passed and it bleed into the evening as the sun went under, the blankets got pulled out as everyone went under them. Getting settled and ready for the weekly movie night; “We should watch Banana Fish, I heard it was super sad and that rocks.” Present Mic purposes.

“No, no, Dumb and Dumber, that is what the kids like…” All Might trails off, his suggestion dying on his tongue as he sees our unimpressed faces, “Right, Midoriya-shonen?” he asks the boy, trying to find anyone to agree with him… kinda a bad move to ask his super fan.

“Maybe, I don’t know- some kids like it… But, it is kind of old. We- we could watch your film.” he panics, vastly waving his arms around as his entire face blooms red.

Smiling at the sweet interactions. Ashido groans loudly, rolling her head onto your shoulder, “Just pick a movie.” she wines, “Dark Knight has always been a favourite of mine.” Tokoyami offers.

At the end Midnight offered a rom-com and it might have been the headache of listen to more suggestion and not knowing a better pick, but it got put on and it was moderiably enjoyable yet your attention was pulled outside.

Glancing outside your eyes quickly find a frame sitting alone in the dark. You quickly identify the frame as your moody teacher. Standing up for your position under the blankets you move away, “Where are you going?” Ashido mumbles.

“Just taking a breath of fresh air.”

Making a plate, you make your way out into the garden. Placing it infront of him, before taking a seat next to him. It stays quite for a moment as he takes a bite of the food you had plated. Letting the silence continue; “Why are you sitting out alone, sensei?” you ask softly, breaking the silence as he takes a sip of his drink, most likely a cup of coffee.

Glancing up at the cloudy night sky, you aren’t quite sure what you are suppose to see… Everything is just gray and very bleak, no star to be seen, “Like cloud watching?”

“It reminds me of a time I couldn’t help someone that needed me.”

“Well... my M.O. is whenever you screw up, you should just keep smiling like usual.” you tell him, making a small smile tuck up his lips as he takes another sip of his drink.

“Thank you, ( y/n ).”

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oi, oi, oi | bakugou katsuki

SUMMARY → as ( y/n ) impersonates the godly voice from one of her classmates that for some unknown reason drives them absolutely crazy, only to be overheard by said boom-boom boi.

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

GENRE → fluff, scenarion

WARNINGS → cursing, what did we expect from boom boom boi?

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

AN → hi, this is a re-publication from a fic on my old blog ( with the same name ) because my old blog dead, hope you like it <3

SIGHING YOU LEAN YOUR head in your palm, “I don’t know. His voice just does it for me.” you groan, not being able to quite explain it to your friends.

“What does he even sound like?” your friends, friend asks whom sits at your lunch table. Making the others smile softly.

As you sit up, you clear your throat. Furrowing your brows harshly together, “Oi, dumbass! What did you say? I will kick your ass.”

Their brows raise at the words, “That seems a little agressive.” she mumbles.

“It’s cute.” you sigh, “Do it again!” your friend nudges, taking a bite of her food.

“Grow a pair, loser!”

“What are you doing, dumbass?” someone asks. Freezing at the voice, your eyes widen, “Hey….” you trail off, an awkward smile tucking up your lips as you turn to face him.

His voice uncharacteristically calm, “My answer depends on how much you heard.”

“All of it.” he grumbles out, still weirdly calm. Staying silent you pounder over what you should do. You could make a run for it, but what would that look like? Besides he will probably catch up.

You could also just say that you were doing impressions of everyone in the class to your friends whom aren’t in 1A. That is an amazing one, we will go with that, “I—“

“She loves your voice.”

Snapping your head to your friend, you glare at her, “The silence was killing me!” your friend cries out, not liking the look on your face.

“And now I’m going to kill you.”

“No, you won’t.” she denies. Raising a brow, i slowly take my bag, “You try that again, I will rip you phone apart and make sure it takes them weeks to make.”

Gasping she clutches her phone to her chest, “You wouldn’t.”

“I totally would.”

At her second gasp, you assume she used her quirk to make sure you were being honest, “Yeah,” you nod. Having the bell ring, you are litteraly saved by it.

Staring to walk away, you try to ignore the red eyes boring into the side of your face. “Oi, dumbass are you going to answer the damn question?”

Continueing to walk, you clear your voice, “Uhm, I- uh, I like your voice.” you stutter out. Avoiding glancing at him.

“Why?” he asks. Your brows crunch up at the question. You hadn’t really thought about that really, you just liked it. It was a deep, gruff, it just hit your ears nicely. Even if he was yelling, or being mean.

“I- I don’t really know.”

Letting a comfortable silence take over, you take glance to make sure he is about to explode or not, “I thought you were… scared of me.” he grumbles out, if you weren’t so close to him right now, you would have probably missed it.

“Why would I be scared of you? You’re just passionate. And a little mean, but if you ask me it’s better to have someone be mean in your face, then behind your back.”

“Oh.” he mummbles. Humming, you twiddle your thumbs, thinking if now was a good moment to ask for a little more then just being addressed as dumbass on the few occasions he even talks to you.

Thinking about it, why was he even at your table? He usually sits with Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari. At the otherside of the cafeteria, maybe not completely the otherside but far away to be out of earshot.

“Bakugou—”

“[Y/L/N]—”

Blinking at him starting to talk at the same time as him, you stop walking, holding your hand up, “Oh, you can go first.” you offer at the same as he says; “You go, shitty women.”

Biting on your lip, you sigh, not asking the dumb question. Asking something else instead, “Would you— maybe. You can totally say no. It’s probably—” you ask, stuttering as you do, wanting to curse yourself as you stare at anywhere but his face.

“Spit it out.”

“Would you maybe wanna hang out; we can train or something.” you ‘spit’ out. Glancing at him briefly for his answer, “Sure.” he nods. Nodding, you smile softly, at the boy. Whom looks away as soon as he notices.

“Don’t think this means anything, loser.”

“Of course, not.”

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CONSENT | BAKUSQUAD

SUMMARY → what the bakusquad does in ways of making sure you are okay; aka how do they communicate consent.

CHARACTERS → ashido mina, bakugou katsuki, jirou kyouka, kaminari denki, kirishima eijiro, sero hanta

i. ASHIDO MINA

has had many talks about consent with you before your relationship started, because of that she feels like she knows a lot more about you. still you two never had that conversation since you started going out and is not quite sure how to bring it up. so instead she just goes slow; making sure that there is always a moment for you to tell her you want to stop and will do so immediately when you even show the slightest signs of hesitation. there is no world where she wants the love of her life to be uncomfortable and definitely not by her or her actions.

ii. BAKUGOU KATSUKI

you never really talked about consent before, but just like ashido he goes slow making sure you can always tell him to stop. he is uncharacteristically gently in these moments as he wants you to know that if you want him to stop, you can tell him and he won’t be mad, but is kind of too awkward and prideful to put that in words.  

iii. JIROU KYOKA

the two of you have a relationship where you can look at each other and just know what the other is thinking. and she uses that as she keeps glancing at you every time the two of you move a little further. continuously making sure you are comfortable and when she sees any sign of hesitation she instantly stops and apologises; even when you reassure her that you are just a little nervous, she is still worried, and it is incredibly endearing how far she will go to make sure you are always sure in any physical encounter you two might find yourselves. 

iv. KAMINARI DENKI

mans went it with guns blazing; like he finally got you to say yes to being his girlfriend after a bit of dating and thinks it is an open invitation to you. when he kisses you again and he feels your hesitation he immediately remembers that he never even asked you if you were okay with any of this. he is incredibly sorry and apologises for so long. after it he will not initiate any of the physical encounters to make sure whenever you two take that step again it is completely on your terms.  

v. KIRISHIMA EIJIRO

straight up just asks you; he does not want to feel it out. it doesn’t matter if it’s your first time together or the hundred time. is a firm believer of; ‘just because their s/o said yes before does not mean it is a yes now.’ which is exactly how consent works. asking for consent is incredibly manly and hot.

vi. SERO HANTA

as soon as he feels like you two get into a little more deeper kisses he opens up the consent book; and asks you everything you are comfortable with and uncomfortable with. he does not want you to feel pressured to do anything just because it seemed like he wanted it; and honestly that just made you feel incredibly save.

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SUMMARY →  as of recently your boyfriend keeps ditching you for volleyball and you were happy he loved it so much, but at some point sugawara needs to make a decision between training with his team for up-coming nationals or study with his girlfriend for their exams.

PAIRING → sugawara kōshi x fem!reader

GENRE → hurt/comfort ( happy ending )

WARNING → mentions of neglaction, cursing

WORD COUNT → 1 k

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

A/N → i love sugawara so much! it hurts my heart!

CHECKING YOUR PHONE FOR the umpteenth time, you sigh deeply. Packing your worksheets, you glance out the window, seeing the darkening skies as the lanterns turn on. It is fair to say he won’t show up anymore.

Tacking your phone out, you shoot him a text. Promising yourself if he doesn’t show up in the next five minutes, you would actually leave… Not like you have been waiting for two hours already.

Checking your phone over, and over, and over again. Until the five-minute mark turned into thirty; and you officially gave up and packed your bag.

Not even hearing the bell of the small cafe ring loudly as the grey-haired boy rushes in. Seeing the girl seated, “I am so sorry. Training ran longer and my phone died. But I’m here.” Sugawara rushes out, heavily breathing taking a seat at your table.

“Daichi—” continuing on about volleyball, his practice and what shenanigans the first years pulled him into, you lay the flashcards in front of him, “I made you flashcards.” you say, standing up, you take your bag.

As he was settling down, “Wait, I just got here.” he says holding onto your hand, “I have to go home, it’s almost six-thirty.” you say, stating the obvious. Water is wet, you need oxygen to breathe, you need to leave at six-thirty to be home at curfew.

“I will walk you.”

Pushing his hand away, a flash of hurt crosses his face. Not being able to handle the look you turn your head away, “I would rather be alone right now.” you mumble, leaving him at the cafe.

As the days continued you ignored his texts. Reading them but never replying. Maybe it was a little childish but what else were you supposed to do to make sure he knew texts weren’t the way to make up for leaving you waiting for over two hours. 

It’s not like, it was the first time… and it most likely will not be the last time. Sighing, you glance around the hall of your school; you were going to miss this place when you graduate.

“Y/N.”

Glancing up at the sound of your name, your eyes widen at the sudden appearance of your grey-haired boyfriend. Swiftly turning around you are just lucky you aren’t in the same class anymore. That makes it a lot easier to avoid him. Well, that is until now.

“Stop running away.” 

“I’m not running. It’s speed walking!”

“At least you are talking to me!”

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

A sudden memory hit you like a ton of bricks. Running these same halls only a year prior; giggling you keep moving a little bit faster to stay out of his grip, “Stop running away.”

“I’m not running. It’s speed walking!”

Feeling hands on your hips, you are turned around. Face the beautiful face of your boyfriend in the process, “I got you, speed walker.” a smile on his face, as he tells me so.

Making you grin like a fucking idiot. He always could, leaning in closer you place a kiss on his nose, “My saviour.” you say dramatically, placing the back of your hand to your forehead.

“I will always save you.”

Shaking your head, you slow your step. Turning to him, “I’m going to the cafe today.” you tell him.

Making him blink slowly at you actually talking to him. As he slowly progresses the information, “I- I have practice.” he says after a moment.

“I know,” shifting your eyes from him to your books, “but sometimes you have to make decisions, Sugawara.” No nickname, no first name. Just blankly saying his last name.

“I—”

The bell rings cutting him off and successfully prolonging his answer for you, “I have class.” you say softly, not really knowing what else to say. Quickly glancing away at the frown on his face, not being able to bear it.

“I can walk you.”

“Don’t.”

The day dragged on longer then it usually it did. Maybe it is just that you couldn’t get his frown out of your mind. At the end of your day, you get to the small cafe.

Honestly, you should get a name plack on your table with how frequently you are here. Sighing you take out your homework. Order a cup of tea to calm down your nerves. Not that there really are doubts. There are decisions to be made, and he won’t make it. Even if you wish he did.

Rubbing your face, you puff your cheeks out. Taking a new sip, you focus yourself back onto your homework, letting the low vibe beats do their thing; ‘the last stretch, just a little bit before graduation.’ you remind yourself.

A plate with a cinnamon bun slide on your table. Making your brows furrow, pulling out an earplug you already start denying your order; “I didn’t order—” the next words get caught in your throat at the sight of your boyfriend.

“Suga? I thought you had practice.”

Shrugging his jacket off he takes the seat next to you. Following his movements with your eyes as he takes the flashcards out, pushing the cinnamon bun closer to you.

“I made a decision. I know this doesn’t fix me flaking on you. But it is a step, right?” 

The hopeful look in his eyes makes you nod. As you can’t help the small smile tuck up your lips, “Yeah.”

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the amount of shouto content i’m making is honestly getting out of hand... and i call myself a kirishima, jirou & bakugou simp.