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Hello!, I just wanted to ask you guys which story would you guys like me to post for a bakugou story, and also if you guys have any ideas for a story don’t be shy to tell me!

The Anti-Hero one was actually posted in sept 3, but I decided to kept it private for no reason at all, if the Anti-Hero one have many votes I will make it public, and for Sneak Attack I will post it, it has actually been in my notes for a month now, and for the Stickers Shenanigans it’s a cute one, I saw a video of it on tiktok and I got inspired to do one for bakugou

Anti-Hero

Plot: Bakugou teams up with the mysterious Anti-Hero, Akimetsu, to fight All For One.

P.S: Akimetsu is still YN

A/N: This story is inspired by a tiktok video that I saw, I don’t really use c.ai so I decided to make a story about it, sorry if this story is not the best, I just did this story for my own satisfaction cause I want it to be a story. but since I did it why not post it here on tumblr, the real owner of the idea is feeding.your.delu8 it’s on tiktok. That’s all enjoy reading!!

The rain poured heavily, drenching the city in darkness. Lightning flashed across the sky, followed by the deep rumble of thunder. Inside UA High, Bakugou, Izuku, and Shoto stood in Aizawa's office. The room was dimly lit, shadows flickering as the storm raged outside. The atmosphere was tense as they discussed their latest mission: finding a recruit to help them in the final battle against All For One and the League of Villains. They couldn't afford to fail—humanity's survival depended on it.

Aizawa, sitting behind his desk, looked serious. His elbows rested on the table, fingers intertwined as he leaned forward.

"I found a potential recruit. But it will be risky," Aizawa began, immediately catching the trio's attention.

"Who is it, Aizawa-sensei?" Izuku asked, speaking for all three of them. Bakugou and Shoto nodded, their eyes fixed on their teacher.

Aizawa reached into a drawer and pulled out a brown folder, tossing it onto the table. The folder slid across the surface, stopping in front of the three students.

"She's an Anti-Hero. A dangerous one at that. We don't know much about her. She's a slick girl who barely leaves any traces or information behind," Aizawa explained. Izuku picked up the folder, his curiosity piqued. Bakugou and Shoto leaned in, eager to see what was inside.

As Izuku opened the folder, a photo of a girl stared back at them. She wore a white joker mask and an all-black outfit, giving her an eerie, mysterious appearance.

Name: ??

Whereabouts: ??

Recent Sightings: Saitama Prefecture

Speed: 5/5

Power: 4/5

Intelligence: 5/5

Coordination: 5/5

Quirk Name: Chaos

Explanation: The user can create, shape, and manipulate chaotic forces in the universe. This allows them to manipulate probability or even shatter reality. They can change, mutate, destroy, or otherwise manipulate any matter, space, time, living beings, organizations, or minds and spirits. They also have the ability to contain this chaos, controlling its spread and directing it as they see fit.

Bakugou's eyes widened as he read the information. This girl was insanely powerful. For the first time, he felt something stir within him—an odd pull toward this mysterious Anti-Hero. It was like a string had been tugged at his heart, drawing him to her.

"The heroes and villains call her 'Akimetsu' because of her skills and Quirk," Aizawa continued, watching the trio absorb the information.

"She's our best shot at winning this war," Shoto said quietly, his gaze still fixed on the photo.

"But how do we find her? We don't even know her real name," Izuku wondered aloud.

"We'll start with her last known location in Saitama Prefecture," Aizawa replied. "But remember, she’s not someone to be taken lightly. If we approach her the wrong way, she could easily become our enemy instead of our ally."

Bakugou clenched his fists, his mind racing. He didn’t know why, but something about this girl made him want to find her—not just for the mission, but for himself. She was different from the others. She wasn’t some crazy fangirl or a weakling. She was strong, smart, and dangerous. And for the first time, Bakugou found himself genuinely interested in someone.

“Let’s go, then,” Bakugou said firmly, his usual confidence returning. “We don’t have time to waste.”

Aizawa nodded. “Prepare yourselves. This mission could be the most dangerous one yet.”

As they left Aizawa's office, the storm outside continued to rage, almost mirroring the storm of emotions brewing within Bakugou. He was determined to find Akimetsu, not just for the mission, but because something deep inside him told him that she was the one he had been waiting for.

Little did he know, this encounter would change everything.

The storm outside showed no signs of letting up. As Bakugou, Izuku, and Shoto prepared for their mission, they couldn't shake the feeling that this was going to be unlike anything they had faced before. Their search for Akimetsu took them to Saitama Prefecture, where the girl had been last sighted. The trio traveled through the rain-soaked streets, determined to track down the elusive Anti-Hero.

Weeks of searching yielded little progress. Akimetsu seemed to be a ghost, slipping through their grasp every time they thought they were getting close. Just when hope seemed to be dwindling, they received a tip-off about her whereabouts—a small, abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

The trio approached the warehouse cautiously. Shoto used his ice to create a path through the mud and puddles, while Izuku and Bakugou kept watch. As they neared the entrance, Bakugou's heart pounded in his chest. He couldn’t explain why, but the thought of meeting Akimetsu filled him with both excitement and anxiety.

The warehouse was dark and filled with shadows. The rain pattered against the metal roof, creating an eerie backdrop. The trio moved quietly through the darkened space, their footsteps echoing off the walls. Suddenly, they saw her—a figure standing alone in the middle of the warehouse.

Akimetsu stood tall, her white joker mask glinting in the dim light. Her all-black outfit made her blend seamlessly with the darkness. She seemed almost serene, despite the tension in the air. The trio stopped a few feet away, wary but ready to make their move.

“So, you finally decided to show up,” Akimetsu said, her voice soft but laced with a sharp edge. Her eyes, visible through the eyeholes of her mask, glimmered with a mix of curiosity and challenge.

Bakugou stepped forward, his usual bravado in full display. “You think you’re so tough hiding out here? We’re here to offer you a chance to join us. You could help us end this battle once and for all.”

Akimetsu tilted her head slightly, her eyes narrowing. “And why should I trust you? You think just because you’re heroes, you can demand my help?”

Shoto stepped in, trying to ease the tension. “We don’t mean to demand anything. We just need your help. The situation is dire, and we believe your abilities could make a difference.”

Akimetsu studied them for a moment, her expression unreadable. “Why would I risk my neck for you? What’s in it for me?”

Izuku took a step forward, speaking earnestly. “We’re fighting for the future of everyone, including people like you. We understand that you have your own reasons for being an Anti-Hero, but this is bigger than any one of us.”

Akimetsu’s eyes flickered with something like contemplation. “You make it sound so noble. But what if I’m not interested in being a part of your grand plan?”

Bakugou couldn’t hold back his frustration. “You’re stubborn. But fine, if you want to stay out of this, go ahead. Just don’t come crying to us if things go south.”

Akimetsu’s gaze lingered on Bakugou. “You’re quite the piece of work, aren’t you? I can see why you’re so confident.”

Bakugou gritted his teeth, but there was an unexpected thrill in her words. Her sharp tongue and cool demeanor intrigued him. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Akimetsu smiled behind her mask, a hint of amusement in her voice. “You’re bold, but you’re also reckless. I can’t deny that’s impressive.”

The tension in the warehouse slowly began to shift. Despite their rocky start, Akimetsu’s sharp remarks and quiet strength resonated with Bakugou. Over the next few days, as they worked together, he began to notice the depth behind her tough exterior.

The team faced numerous challenges, each one pushing them to their limits. Akimetsu’s Quirk proved to be an invaluable asset. Her ability to manipulate reality and probability turned the tide in several dangerous situations. Bakugou found himself increasingly drawn to her—her intelligence, her calm demeanor, and her ability to challenge him like no one else ever had.

As they spent more time together, Bakugou’s initial frustration transformed into a deepening admiration. He discovered that beneath her quiet exterior and sharp tongue, Akimetsu had a code of her own. She wasn’t just a dangerous Anti-Hero; she was someone who cared deeply about her own ideals and principles.

One evening, after a particularly grueling battle, the team gathered in their temporary safe house. Akimetsu was sitting alone in a corner, her mask off, revealing a woman with striking features and an enigmatic aura. Bakugou found himself drawn to her once more, unable to shake the growing feelings he had for her.

“Why do you keep pushing me away?” Bakugou asked, his voice softer than usual. “We’ve been through a lot together. You’re not like anyone I’ve met before.”

Akimetsu looked up, her eyes meeting his. “You’re not like anyone I’ve met either. But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to change everything I’ve built for myself.”

Bakugou sighed, frustration mingling with something else—something deeper. “I don’t want you to change. I just want you to be a part of this. Maybe we can figure things out together.”

Akimetsu was quiet for a long moment, considering his words. Finally, she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re stubborn, Bakugou. But maybe that’s what makes you different.”

Bakugou couldn’t help but smile, a rare and genuine expression. “Yeah, well, I guess we’re both stubborn in our own ways.”

As the days turned into weeks, their partnership evolved into something more complex. The slow burn of their relationship was filled with moments of understanding and conflict. Bakugou admired Akimetsu’s strength and independence, while she began to see past his rough exterior to the man underneath.

Their feelings for each other grew, though neither of them was willing to admit it openly. The challenges they faced together only served to strengthen their bond. Through their shared struggles and victories, they found themselves increasingly reliant on each other, both professionally and personally.

The final battle raged on, the air thick with tension and the sounds of clashing powers. Heroes and villains fought with everything they had, but the combined might of All For One and the League of Villains was overwhelming. Bakugou, Izuku, and Shoto gave it their all, their exhaustion evident in every move. But it wasn’t enough—at least not until Akimetsu entered the fray.

Her Quirk, Chaos, bent reality to her will, twisting and redirecting attacks with a flick of her wrist. She moved with purpose, her control over the chaotic energies turning the tide in favor of the heroes. Bakugou watched her, a mix of awe and respect growing within him.

“Damn, you really know how to handle yourself,” said Bakugou, his eyes fixed on her.

“Just doing what needs to be done,” she replied without looking at him. “It’s not about showing off; it’s about getting the job done.”

As the battle raged on, Shigaraki and Toga launched a coordinated attack. Shigaraki’s decay spread rapidly, and Toga’s transformations created confusion among the heroes.

“Watch out! Shigaraki and Toga are pushing hard!” yelled Izuku, his voice tinged with urgency.

Akimetsu responded with calm resolve. She extended her arms, and a bubble of energy formed around her. Shigaraki’s decay was halted as it hit the bubble and dissipated. Toga’s attacks were redirected, her transformed forms vanishing into a vortex of chaotic energy.

“What the—? What’s happening?” Toga exclaimed, bewildered.

“This isn’t good. She’s turning our attacks against us!” Shigaraki growled, frustration evident.

“You should focus on the present, not on what’s happening around you. Your attacks are futile here,” said Akimetsu, her voice steady and unwavering.

Bakugou fought off villains that slipped through Akimetsu’s defenses, struck by how effectively her Quirk complemented his own explosive power.

“Hey, you keep that up, and we might actually stand a chance!” he called out, a rare note of praise in his voice.

“Don’t get too excited. We’re far from done,” she shot back, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips.

When All For One joined the battle, his overwhelming power threatened to tip the scales. He unleashed a barrage of devastating attacks, shaking the ground and targeting the heroes with ruthless precision.

“You think you can defeat me? Your efforts are meaningless,” All For One declared, his voice booming across the battlefield.

“We’ll see about that,” Akimetsu replied, her tone ice-cold.

She manipulated reality around All For One, creating illusions and distortions that made it difficult for him to land a hit. The ground beneath him shifted unpredictably, throwing off his balance.

“What is this trickery?” All For One demanded, his frustration growing.

“It’s not trickery. It’s chaos. And it’s your undoing,” she said, her eyes narrowing as she concentrated.

Bakugou, Izuku, and Shoto coordinated their attacks with Akimetsu’s, each contributing to the effort. Shoto’s ice created obstacles, while Izuku’s powerful strikes and Bakugou’s explosions opened up opportunities for Akimetsu’s Quirk to exploit.

“We need to press the attack. He’s getting weaker,” said Shoto, his voice firm with determination.

“Right! Let’s give it everything we’ve got!” added Izuku, his resolve unwavering.

As All For One weakened, Akimetsu gathered her chaotic energy into a massive wave. The force was overwhelming, warping reality around All For One and shattering his defenses.

“This is it! Give him everything you’ve got!” shouted Bakugou, pouring all his strength into the final attack.

But in that moment, just as victory seemed within reach, a sudden shift occurred. All For One, though weakened, had one final trick up his sleeve. With a desperate surge of power, he launched a deadly attack aimed directly at Bakugou. The blast came out of nowhere, faster than anyone could react.

Akimetsu’s eyes widened in horror as the energy blast raced toward Bakugou. But before it could hit, a blur of movement appeared in front of him. Edgeshot, in a flash of heroic speed and precision, intercepted the blast, using his Quirk to thin and stretch his body, covering Bakugou’s wounds and stabilizing his vital organs. The explosion of power from All For One knocked Bakugou unconscious, but thanks to Edgeshot, his life was spared.

“You’re not dying on my watch, kid,” said Edgeshot, his voice calm but firm as he glanced back at Bakugou.

Bakugou was thrown back by the force but spared from the fatal blow. He lay on the ground, stunned and barely conscious, but alive.

“Damn... I’m still here,” Bakugou muttered, his breath ragged as he tried to push himself up.

Akimetsu rushed to his side, her heart pounding with relief. “Stay down, idiot! You almost got yourself killed.”

“I’m fine... Just a scratch,” he grunted, though the pain in his voice betrayed him.

With renewed determination, Akimetsu turned back to the battlefield. “We’re finishing this now.”

The heroes pushed forward with everything they had, and with Akimetsu’s chaotic energy tearing through the remnants of All For One’s defenses, the villain was finally defeated. The battlefield fell silent, the war won, but the toll it had taken on everyone was clear.

Timeskip

The battle had ended, and the war was over, but the aftermath was still being felt. The hospital was full of injured heroes, their bodies recovering from the grueling fight. Among them was Bakugou, his injuries severe but not life-threatening, thanks to Edgeshot’s quick intervention.

Akimetsu sat quietly by his hospital bed, her usual sharp demeanor softened by the worry she felt. She had been there since he was admitted, waiting for him to wake up, her mind replaying the battle over and over.

The room was quiet except for the steady beeping of the monitors. She leaned back in her chair, her eyes never leaving his face. His usual scowl was softened by sleep, and for once, he looked peaceful.

“You better wake up soon, you idiot,” she muttered, her voice barely a whisper. “You’ve still got a lot to answer for.”

She didn’t notice his fingers twitch at first, but then his hand moved slightly, a small groan escaping his lips. Akimetsu leaned forward, her heart skipping a beat.

“Bakugou?” she called softly, watching as his eyes slowly fluttered open.

“Where... where am I?” he mumbled, his voice groggy.

“You’re in the hospital, you big dummy,” she said, a small smile tugging at her lips. “You nearly got yourself killed.”

His eyes focused on her, a mix of confusion and relief washing over him. “You’re... still here?”

“Of course, I’m here. Someone has to make sure you don’t do anything stupid again,” she replied, trying to keep her tone light, though the worry in her eyes was clear.

He managed a weak grin, his usual fire slowly returning. “Tch. Like I’d let that happen again.”

“Good. Because next time, I might not be able to save you,” she said, her voice softening as she looked at him.

“Yeah, well... thanks,” he muttered, glancing away as a hint of pink touched his cheeks.

Akimetsu chuckled softly, shaking her head. “You’re welcome, Bakugou. Now get some rest. We’ve got a lot to talk about when you’re back on your feet.”

As Bakugou drifted in and out of sleep, Akimetsu remained by his side, her mind racing with thoughts she’d never allowed herself to entertain before. She had always kept her distance, maintaining her identity as a mysterious, untouchable figure. But now, sitting in the quiet of the hospital room, she felt something different—a connection that made her want to share more of herself than she ever had before.

Bakugou’s eyes fluttered open again, his gaze locking onto her. “You’re still here?”

“Yeah, and you better not get used to it,” she said, smirking. But then, her expression softened, and she leaned closer, lowering her voice. “I’ve got something to tell you.”

He raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “What’s that?”

She hesitated for a moment, the weight of what she was about to say heavy on her heart. But she took a deep breath and decided it was time. “You’re the first person I’ve ever told this to... My real name.”

Bakugou’s eyes widened slightly, the seriousness of her tone catching him off guard. “Your real name?”

She nodded, leaning in so only he could hear. “It’s YN.”

For a moment, there was silence. Then Bakugou looked at her, something unspoken passing between them. “YN, huh?” he repeated, as if testing the name on his tongue. “Doesn’t suit you.”

A smile tugged at the corner of her lips. “Yeah? What’s that supposed to mean?”

He smirked, his usual fire flickering back to life. “I’m just saying, it’s too soft for someone like you.”

“Well, maybe I’m not as tough as I seem,” she replied, her voice carrying a note of vulnerability she rarely let anyone hear.

Bakugou’s expression softened, his gaze steady as he looked at her. “You’re plenty tough. But... thanks for telling me.”

“Don’t mention it,” she said, leaning back in her chair, the weight of her confession lifting slightly. “And don’t you dare tell anyone else.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he muttered, closing his eyes again. But this time, his hand reached out, finding hers and giving it a gentle squeeze.

As he drifted back to sleep, Akimetsu—or rather, YN—sat quietly, her hand still in his. For the first time, she felt like she could let down her guard, if only just a little. And in that moment, as she watched him sleep, she realized that maybe, just maybe, she wasn’t as alone as she thought.

For you, I Fight

Plot: YN protects injured Bakugou. Fueled by memories, Bakugou fights back and vows to keep YN safe.

A/N: this is a request from @supernerdycookietrashblrr (req). I’m sorry if this story didn’t meet your expectations, but I did my best to deliver your request, I hope you enjoy this though!!

The battlefield was a mess. Smoke and debris filled the air as Shigaraki’s attacks tore everything apart. Bakugou Katsuki lay injured and barely conscious. His usual fiery spirit was overshadowed by pain, his body a broken mess.

Amid the chaos, YN stood between Shigaraki and Bakugou, taking every hit meant for him. They shielded Bakugou with their own body, taking the brunt of the attacks.

“Stay down, Bakugou!” YN yelled, their voice strained but firm. “I’m not letting him get to you!”

Bakugou’s eyes, normally so full of fire, were wide with fear. He wanted to move, to fight back, but his body wouldn’t listen. Every time YN took a blow, it felt like it was breaking him more inside.

When Shigaraki landed a massive hit, YN’s arm snapped. Pain shot through them, but they didn’t stop. They stayed on their feet, protecting Bakugou despite their injuries.

Edgeshot, a hero known for his precision, made his way through the chaos to YN. His eyes widened with concern. He quickly used his quirk to stabilize YN’s worst injuries.

As Edgeshot worked, Bakugou struggled to pull himself together. Seeing YN’s battered form lit a fire in him. He was angry and scared, but most of all, he was determined. He had to fight back for the person who was risking everything for him.

“Don’t you dare… don’t you dare leave me!” Bakugou shouted, his voice cracking. He launched himself at Shigaraki with all his remaining strength. Each explosion was fueled by his worry and gratitude.

Edgeshot glanced up. “You focus on him. I’ll take care of YN”

Bakugou, now focused, threw himself into the fight. His attacks were wild, driven by a mix of anger and a desperate need to protect. Shigaraki, surprised by Bakugou’s fierce attacks, was pushed back.

As Bakugou fought, flashes of memories ran through his mind. He remembered the quiet moments with YN, their laughter, and the way they would hold each other close. He saw them walking hand in hand, smiling at each other, and how happy they were together before this battle began.

In one flashback, he remembered YN’s soft smile as they had shared a peaceful moment, away from all the chaos. Another memory was of them laughing together, enjoying a simple evening. Those moments seemed so distant now, but they gave Bakugou strength to keep going.

Finally, Shigaraki was forced to retreat. Bakugou hurried back to YN’s side. He found them still in critical condition, but Edgeshot had managed to stabilize them. Bakugou knelt beside YN, his face full of worry.

“YN… you better not leave me,” Bakugou said, his voice breaking. “I need you. I don’t know how to do this without you.”

YN, barely conscious, reached out and took Bakugou’s hand. “I’m here… I’m not going anywhere.”

Tears filled Bakugou’s eyes as he held Y/N’s hand tightly. “I’m sorry. For everything. I promise I’ll keep you safe.”

In the midst of the battle’s aftermath, Bakugou held YN close, his usual bravado replaced by a deep sense of gratitude and fear. The fight was over, but in that quiet moment, the bond between them was stronger than ever.

Hello not sure if request are open but wondering if request idea based of the manga /anime base on chapters 365 like you know how bakugou is currently severely injured in manga/anime so I was wondering instead of bakugou almost dying it’s the reader who takes all the hits and blows for him when fighting shigaraki crushing reader arm maybe taking huge blow in the chest to protect bakugou as reader sacrifice herself as Edgeshot trying help reader maybe bakugou in stay shock etc aslo can ending be angst fluff I hope this makes sense if you have any questions please fill free to dm me :)

Hi! Your idea is fantastic, and I’m excited to work on it. You’re the first to suggest this, so I’ll definitely be doing this!! Thanks for the inspiration!!🫶🏻

I’ll probably be posting it by next week, if I get to finish it early.

You Called

Plot: YN, feeling low, texts Bakugou for help. Unexpectedly, he shows up at her door, offering silent support and proving he’s there when she needs him.

YN sat on her bed, feeling weighed down by the events of the day. After a while, she took out her phone and hesitated before sending a message to Bakugou.

“Hey, I need someone to talk to. Can you come over?”

She waited, staring at her screen, but Bakugou didn’t reply. After a few minutes, she sighed and set her phone aside, thinking she shouldn’t have bothered him.

Suddenly, there was a knock at her door. Startled, she opened it to find Bakugou standing there, looking serious but concerned.

“You came?” YN asked, her voice trembling.

Bakugou’s eyes softened slightly. “You called, didn’t you?”

YN nodded, trying to hold back tears. “I didn’t think you’d actually come. I... I didn’t know who else to ask.”

Bakugou stepped inside and closed the door behind him. “Well, here I am. What happened?”

YN took a deep breath. “It’s just been a really tough day. Everything seemed to go wrong, and I felt like I was drowning in it.”

Bakugou walked over to sit beside her on the bed. “Tell me about it.”

She hesitated but began to share what had happened, her voice breaking occasionally. Bakugou listened quietly, nodding occasionally but not interrupting.

When she finished, he said, “That sounds rough. But you’re not alone. I’m here now.”

YN looked at him, feeling a mix of relief and gratitude. “Thank you for coming. I didn’t expect this.”

Bakugou shrugged, a rare soft smile on his face. “Yeah, well, sometimes people need to be there for each other. I’m not going anywhere.”

They sat in silence for a moment, YN feeling a little better just from having Bakugou’s presence. The evening passed with him offering quiet support, and by the time he left, YN felt a bit of the heaviness lift, knowing she wasn’t alone.

Snapshoot

Plot: Bakugou and YN enjoy a relaxed day at the mall after a busy week at U.A. YN convinces Bakugou to take a silly photo together in a photobooth.

It was a quiet Saturday, and Bakugou was finally able to relax after a long week at U.A. High. He didn’t mind the hard work, but he needed a break. That’s when YN, his girlfriend, suggested they go to the mall to hang out.

As they strolled through the bustling mall, YN suddenly stopped, her eyes lighting up as she spotted a photobooth. “Katsuki, look!” she said excitedly, tugging on his arm. “Let’s take a picture together!”

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, glancing at the booth. “A photobooth? Really? That’s so cheesy,” he grumbled, crossing his arms.

YN pouted playfully. “Come on, it’ll be fun! Just one picture. Please?” She looked up at him with wide, pleading eyes.

Bakugou let out an exaggerated sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. “Tch, fine. But only because you’re asking.” He tried to sound annoyed, but the corner of his mouth twitched up just a little.

“Yay!” YN cheered, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the booth. They squeezed into the small space, and YN quickly pressed the start button.

“Alright, smile!” YN said, beaming at the camera.

Bakugou tried to keep a serious face, but YN stuck out her tongue and made a silly face just as the camera clicked. Despite himself, Bakugou couldn’t help but chuckle, his tough exterior cracking for a moment.

“See? That wasn’t so bad,” YN teased as the photos printed out. She grabbed the strip and waved it in front of his face. “You look cute when you smile, you know.”

“Shut up,” Bakugou muttered, though his cheeks tinged slightly pink. He snatched the photos from her, stuffing them into his pocket. “Let’s just keep moving.”

The rest of the day was spent wandering the mall, trying out different snacks, and even playing a few games at the arcade. YN laughed as she watched Bakugou dominate every game, his competitive side in full force.

“Seriously, you’re too good at this,” she said, shaking her head as he racked up another high score.

“It’s not that hard,” Bakugou replied, a smirk on his face. “But I guess you’ll just have to keep up.”

When it was time to go home, Bakugou insisted on walking YN to her house. “I’ll make sure you get home safe,” he said firmly.

YN smiled, leaning into his side as they walked. “Thanks, Katsuki. Today was really fun.”

“Yeah, it was alright,” he replied, trying to sound indifferent, but his softened tone gave him away.

Once YN was safely inside her house, Bakugou started heading home. The evening air was cool, and as he walked, he found himself thinking about the day. It had been nice, spending time with YN, just the two of them.

When he got home, Bakugou threw himself onto his bed, feeling a bit tired but content. That’s when he remembered the photo they took earlier. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the strip of pictures. As he looked at them, a small smile crept onto his face.

In the photos, YN was beaming, her joy evident in every shot. And there he was, caught off guard, actually smiling—a real smile. It was rare for him, but with YN, it felt natural.

Bakugou carefully placed the photo on his nightstand, where he could see it every day. He stared at it for a moment longer, his smile lingering, before finally turning off the light and closing his eyes, feeling a warmth in his chest that he knew came from her.

Quite Comfort

Plot: At UA High, Bakugou's explosive temper finds calm around YN, the quiet girl mistaken for mute.

Bakugou Katsuki was known for his explosive temper and booming voice, a force of nature that intimidated most of his classmates. In stark contrast, YN was the quietest student in the class, rarely speaking—so much so that some speculated she might be mute.

Despite their differences, Bakugou found himself oddly calm whenever he was around YN. His reasoning was straightforward: her silence meant there was nothing to provoke his anger. He discovered a peculiar comfort in her quiet presence, as if her serene demeanor acted as a shield against his own volatile emotions.

One afternoon after class, Bakugou spotted YN sitting alone in the courtyard, engrossed in her sketchbook. He approached cautiously, not wanting to disturb her. "Hey," he grunted, trying to sound casual.

YN looked up, surprise flickering briefly in her eyes before she nodded in greeting.

"What are you drawing?" Bakugou asked, genuinely curious despite himself.

YN hesitated for a moment, then showed him the sketch—an intricate design of explosions intertwined with delicate flowers. Bakugou's eyebrows lifted in genuine admiration. "That's pretty cool," he admitted, a rare compliment from him.

YN smiled faintly, a small but genuine expression that made Bakugou feel oddly satisfied.

From that day on, a silent understanding grew between them. Bakugou would often find YN in quiet corners of the campus, reading or drawing, and he would sit beside her without a word. They didn't always talk, but the comfort of each other's presence was enough.

As weeks passed, Bakugou's classmates couldn't help but notice his unusual calmness whenever he was around YN. Kirishima, who had witnessed Bakugou explode over the smallest things, was particularly bewildered.

"Dude, why are you so chill around YN?" Kirishima asked one day during lunch, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Bakugou scowled, his usual response to any probing question. "Shut up, Shitty Hair. It's none of your business."

But Kirishima was persistent. "No, seriously! You're like a different person around her. It's freaky."

Across the table, Mina chimed in with a mischievous grin. "Maybe Bakugou's got a crush!"

Bakugou's face turned an alarming shade of red, and he immediately exploded—verbally, this time. "I do not have a stupid crush, you idiots! She's just... quiet. It's not annoying."

Denki, always ready to tease Bakugou, leaned forward with a smirk. "Ohhh, Bakugou's got a soft spot!"

Bakugou slammed his hands on the table, causing everyone to jump. "I swear, I will blast you all into oblivion if you don't shut up!"

The teasing continued for days, with Bakugou's classmates making sly comments whenever he and YN were seen together. Todoroki, who observed silently from a distance, found the whole situation amusing but wisely chose not to comment.

Meanwhile, YN remained oblivious to the attention, quietly going about her day as usual. She noticed Bakugou's classmates whispering and giggling whenever they were around, but she paid it no mind. She was used to being the quiet one, after all.

One day, during hero training, Uraraka couldn't resist asking YN about her unique effect on Bakugou. "Hey YN, do you know that Bakugou acts all calm and collected around you?"

Y/N blinked in surprise, then smiled softly. "Yeah, I've noticed. It's... nice."

Uraraka grinned knowingly. "You must have some superpower we don't know about!"

YN chuckled softly, shaking her head. "I think he just appreciates the quiet."

From then on, Bakugou's calmness around Y/N became a running joke among the class, but it also garnered a newfound respect for Y/N's ability to soothe even the fieriest of tempers. As for Bakugou, while he continued to strongly deny any feelings beyond platonic friendship, his actions spoke louder than his words. He found comfort in YN's quiet presence, a rare oasis of calm in his otherwise explosive world.

Secret Crush

Plot: Bakugou has a secret crush on Y/N, a healer. After she helps him, Kirishima pushes him to confess his feelings, leading to a new connection between them.

Bakugou Katsuki was known for his explosive personality and fierce determination. But beneath his tough exterior, there was a softer side that only a few people had glimpsed. One person who had unknowingly captured this softer side was Y/N. Y/N was a calm and sweet person whose quirk was like a blessing. She could heal both herself and others, no matter how serious the injury.

The students of U.A. High School admired Y/N for her kindness and healing abilities, and she had a natural way of soothing people. Bakugou, who usually kept to himself, found himself drawn to Y/N. He admired her from afar, never quite able to figure out how to express his feelings. To him, she was like a quiet light in the midst of chaos.

One day, during a training session, Bakugou accidentally injured his arm during a particularly intense exercise. As usual, he tried to brush off the pain, but it was clear he was struggling. Y/N noticed his discomfort from across the room and approached him with a gentle smile.

“Let me help,” Y/N said softly.

Bakugou grunted in response but reluctantly extended his injured arm. As Y/N placed her hands over the wound, a warm glow emanated from her, and the pain seemed to melt away. Bakugou stared at her, a mix of embarrassment and gratitude in his eyes.

Kirishima Eijiro, Bakugou’s close friend, watched the exchange with growing curiosity. He had always been observant of his friends, and it wasn’t lost on him how Bakugou’s usual gruff demeanor seemed to soften around Y/N. Kirishima decided to dig a little deeper, not entirely sure what he would find but certain there was more to Bakugou’s feelings than met the eye.

Later that day, Kirishima cornered Bakugou in the common area of the dorms. “Hey, Bakugou,” he said casually, “you seemed pretty into Y/N today. Everything alright?”

Bakugou, caught off guard, scowled. “What are you talking about? I just needed my arm fixed. Nothing more.”

Kirishima raised an eyebrow, not buying Bakugou’s tough act. “I’ve seen the way you look at her. It’s not just about her healing you. You’ve got a thing for her, don’t you?”

Bakugou’s face turned a deep shade of red, and he growled in frustration. “Shut up, shitty hair! It’s not like that. I—” He trailed off, unable to find the right words to express himself.

Kirishima chuckled. “You don’t need to admit it to me. It’s pretty clear that you care about her. Just, maybe try not to be so hard on yourself. If you like her, maybe you should let her know.”

Bakugou huffed but seemed to ponder Kirishima’s words. The next day, during another training session, he found himself once again in need of Y/N’s help. As she healed him, he gathered the courage to speak up.

“Y/N,” he began awkwardly, “I, uh, I just wanted to say thanks. For everything. You’re…you’re really amazing.”

Y/N looked at him with a warm smile. “You don’t need to thank me, Bakugou. I’m just happy to help.”

Bakugou’s heart raced, and he finally managed to admit, “I don’t just mean thanks for the healing. I… I really appreciate you. More than you might know.”

Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise and delight. “Bakugou, I didn’t know you felt that way.”

Bakugou shrugged, trying to play it cool but failing miserably. “Yeah, well, I guess I’m not very good at this.”

Y/N smiled even wider. “That’s okay. I’m glad you told me.”

From that day on, things between Bakugou and Y/N began to change. They started spending more time together, and Bakugou found himself slowly opening up more. Kirishima watched with a grin, glad to see his friend finally letting his softer side shine through. And while Bakugou and Y/N’s journey was just beginning, it was clear that something special was growing between them, thanks to the gentle healing touch of a kind-hearted hero and the unexpected feelings of a stubborn, explosive one.

Shared Tales

Plot: Bakugou spotted a book in a shop window that reminded him of Y/N's taste in stories. Without a second thought, he bought it and surprised her with it later that evening.

Bakugou wasn't the type to do mushy stuff, but when he saw a book he knew Y/N would love, he couldn't resist buying it. He surprised her with it one afternoon, saying, "Read this and tell me all about it when you're done."

Y/N, always eager for a new read, dove into the book right away. It was a tale of adventure and friendship, with characters who got into all sorts of crazy situations.

Days later, Y/N finished the book and rushed to find Bakugou. "Okay, so, in the story, there's this group of friends who discover a hidden treasure, but then they accidentally lose it!"

Bakugou sat back, listening closely as Y/N animatedly recounted the plot. He chuckled at the parts where the characters made silly mistakes and nodded along when she described the intense moments.

"And then, they all work together to find the treasure again, and they learn important lessons about friendship," Y/N finished with a satisfied smile.

Bakugou grinned, genuinely enjoying Y/N's excitement. "Sounds like those idiots got themselves into a mess, huh?"

Y/N laughed and nodded. "Exactly! But it all works out in the end."

Bakugou leaned over and kissed Y/N on the cheek. "Thanks for telling me about it. You make it sound way more interesting than just reading it myself."

Y/N hugged him tight, grateful that Bakugou understood how much she loved books and how much she loved sharing them with him. It was their own special way of connecting, where words on pages became stories in their hearts.

Maybe This Time

Plot: Bakugo and Y/N are childhood friends in Musutafu, sharing dreams of becoming heroes together. When Y/N's family relocates overseas due to a job opportunity, they promise to keep in touch.

A/N: this story is kinda inspired by the Filipino song called Maybe This Time by Sarah Geronimo, also while reading I recommend listening to the song.

In the bustling streets of Musutafu, Bakugo and Y/N were inseparable childhood friends. They spent countless afternoons chasing each other around the neighborhood, sharing secrets under the old oak tree in the park, and dreaming about their future as heroes. Bakugo, with his fiery determination, and Y/N, with her unwavering kindness, formed a bond that seemed unbreakable.

But life had other plans. Y/N's father received a promotion that required the family to move overseas. Tears flowed freely as Bakugo and Y/N stood on the familiar street corner, their hands tightly clasped together.

"I don't want to leave," Y/N whispered, her voice choked with emotion.

Bakugo clenched his fists, struggling to hold back his own tears. "I'll miss you, idiot."

They promised to stay in touch, to write letters and call each other whenever they could. As Y/N's departure date approached, the days seemed to blur into a whirlwind of packing boxes and tearful goodbyes. On the eve of her departure, Bakugo stood alone on the rooftop of their favorite hangout spot, staring at the city lights below.

"I won't forget you," he vowed silently to himself.

Years passed. Bakugo threw himself into his hero training, his fiery determination only burning brighter with each passing day. He became known as one of the top heroes in Musutafu, his explosive quirk matching his explosive personality.

Meanwhile, Y/N adapted to her new life overseas, but thoughts of Bakugo never left her mind. She kept her promise, sending letters whenever possible, sharing stories of her adventures and asking about his hero exploits. Each letter felt like a lifeline, a connection to the boy she had left behind.

One fateful day, a letter arrived for Bakugo, the familiar handwriting bringing a rush of memories. Y/N wrote about returning to Musutafu for a short visit, her father's work bringing them back to Japan temporarily. Excitement and nervousness gripped Bakugo's heart as he read her words.

The day of Y/N's return finally arrived. Bakugo waited anxiously at the train station, scanning the crowd for a familiar face. And then, amidst the bustling crowd, he saw her — Y/N, her smile just as radiant as he remembered. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed forward and enveloped her in a tight embrace.

"I knew you'd come back," Bakugo muttered gruffly, his voice betraying the emotions he had kept buried for so long.

Y/N laughed softly, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "I promised, didn't I? I couldn't stay away forever."

They walked together through the streets of Musutafu, catching up on lost time and sharing stories of their separate lives. The park where they used to play was their first destination.

"Remember how we used to climb that old oak tree?" Y/N asked, pointing to the tree that had witnessed their childhood adventures.

"Yeah, and you were always scared to jump down," Bakugo teased, a rare smile gracing his lips.

"I was cautious!" Y/N protested, laughing. "Unlike someone who jumped without thinking!"

Their laughter echoed through the park, blending with the rustling leaves and distant chatter of other visitors. As they sat under the oak tree, the conversation turned more serious.

"Do you remember the first time we talked about becoming heroes?" Y/N asked softly, twirling a blade of grass between her fingers.

Bakugo nodded, his gaze distant yet thoughtful. "Of course. We were just kids then, but even back then, you believed in me."

"I still do," Y/N said earnestly, her eyes locking with Bakugo's intense stare. "You're going to be an amazing hero, Katsuki."

Bakugo looked away for a moment, a mix of emotions swirling inside him. "And you, Y/N? Are you happy where you are?"

Y/N hesitated, a small sigh escaping her lips. "I miss home. I miss everyone. But I'm making the most of it. My dad's job keeps us moving, but Japan will always be my home."

They sat in silence for a while, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air. Finally, Bakugo spoke, his voice softer than usual. "Promise me something, Y/N."

"Anything," she replied without hesitation.

"Don't forget about me," Bakugo said, his eyes intense and searching.

Y/N reached out and took his hand, squeezing it gently. "I could never forget about you, Katsuki. You're a part of me, no matter where I go."

And as they walked through the park once more, hand in hand, Bakugo realized that some bonds are truly unbreakable, no matter the distance or time apart. Maybe this time, their childhood promise would lead to a future filled with shared dreams and endless possibilities.

Sunshine and Storm pt.2

Plot: In the Demon Slayer Corps, grumpy Hashira Sanemi Shinazugawa secretly admires cheerful Y/N L/N, oblivious to his feelings.

pt.1

After weeks of battling demons side by side, Sanemi Shinazugawa found himself unable to shake off his growing feelings for Y/N. One evening, under the dim glow of the moon at their headquarters, he finally decided to confront his emotions.

Y/N was seated by the training grounds, carefully sharpening their sword when Sanemi approached, his usual scowl softened by nervousness. "Hey, Y/N," he began, his voice gruff yet strangely hesitant.

Y/N looked up, smiling warmly at him. "Oh, hey Sanemi! What's on your mind?"

Sanemi hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to start. He cleared his throat, meeting Y/N's gaze squarely. "I… uh, I need to talk to you about something important."

Y/N set down their sword, giving him their full attention. "Sure, what is it?"

Taking a deep breath, Sanemi plunged ahead. "Y/N, you… you mean a lot to me. More than I can put into words. I've been… struggling with this for a while now, but I think it's time I said it. I… I care about you. A lot."

Y/N blinked, taken aback by Sanemi's unexpected confession. They searched his eyes, seeing a vulnerability and sincerity that surprised them. "Sanemi…" they began softly, unsure of what to say next.

Sanemi rubbed the back of his neck, his discomfort palpable. "I know I'm not great at this stuff, and I'm probably messing it up royally, but I needed you to know."

Y/N smiled gently, reaching out to place a hand on Sanemi's arm. "You're not messing anything up, Sanemi. Thank you… for trusting me with this. I… I care about you too."

Sanemi's eyes widened slightly in surprise, his heart skipping a beat. "You do?"

Y/N nodded, their smile widening. "Yeah, I do. You've always been there, even when you pretended not to care. It means a lot."

Relief flooded through Sanemi's chest, a weight he hadn't realized he was carrying lifting off his shoulders. "I'm glad," he admitted quietly. "I was afraid you'd think I'm just a grumpy jerk."

Y/N chuckled softly. "Well, you are a grumpy jerk sometimes," they teased gently, "but you're also… you."

Sanemi smirked, a rare genuine smile tugging at his lips. "Thanks, sunshine."

And in that quiet moment, under the watchful gaze of the moon and amidst the echoes of their comrades training nearby, Sanemi and Y/N found a new beginning. Their bond strengthened not just by duty, but by a shared understanding and a love that had quietly blossomed amidst the trials of their demon slaying lives.

Sunshine and Storm

Plot: In the Demon Slayer Corps, grumpy Hashira Sanemi Shinazugawa secretly admires cheerful Y/N L/N, oblivious to his feelings.

pt.2

In the Demon Slayer Corps, amidst the chaos of battling demons, there existed an unusual pair of Hashiras: Sanemi Shinazugawa, known for his grumpy demeanor, and Y/N L/N, the embodiment of sunshine. Y/N, with their bright and cheerful outlook, always managed to bring a smile to the faces of their fellow Hashiras, except for Sanemi, who often seemed immune to Y/N's positivity.

Sanemi, despite his tough exterior and rough edges, harbored a deep admiration for Y/N. He found their unwavering optimism and kindness both infuriating and strangely captivating. However, Y/N remained blissfully unaware of Sanemi's feelings, their attention focused solely on their duties and helping others.

During Hashira meetings, where the elite demon slayers gathered to discuss strategies and share intelligence, Sanemi and Y/N's dynamic was a constant source of amusement for their peers. While Sanemi would grumble about Y/N's overly cheerful greetings or their habit of bringing snacks to share, secretly he appreciated these small gestures that brightened the otherwise grim atmosphere.

One evening, after a particularly grueling mission, the Hashiras gathered around a bonfire at their headquarters. Y/N, as usual, brought out a batch of freshly baked mochi balls, offering them to everyone with a wide smile.

Sanemi scowled as he accepted one, muttering under his breath, "Can't you ever be serious?"

Y/N chuckled, undeterred by Sanemi's gruffness. "Come on, Sanemi, lighten up! We all need a bit of sweetness after today."

Sanemi rolled his eyes but couldn't help but notice the warmth in Y/N's voice. He grunted in acknowledgment before taking a bite of the mochi, secretly enjoying its sweetness despite his outward grumbling.

Later that night, as everyone settled down around the fire, Y/N sidled up next to Sanemi. "Hey, Sanemi, thanks for watching my back out there. You really saved me."

Sanemi grunted again, not meeting Y/N's gaze. "Just doing my job, sunshine."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, noticing the slight softening in Sanemi's tone. "You know, despite your tough exterior, you're not so bad, Sanemi."

Sanemi huffed, staring into the flames. "Don't get used to it. I'm still the same old grumpy Wind Hashira."

Y/N laughed softly, their eyes twinkling with amusement. "I know, but deep down, I think there's more to you than that."

Sanemi's expression softened imperceptibly, a rare hint of vulnerability crossing his features before he gruffly changed the subject. "Enough chit-chat. Get some rest, sunshine. We've got another demon to hunt tomorrow."

Y/N nodded, smiling warmly. "Alright, Sanemi. Goodnight."

As Y/N walked away, Sanemi watched them go, a mix of frustration and something else stirring within him. Maybe, just maybe, there was a reason Y/N's sunshine seemed to break through his stormy exterior more than anyone else's.

Over time, amidst the challenges of their demon slaying duties and the camaraderie of the Hashira ranks, Sanemi found himself drawn more and more to Y/N's positivity and kindness. And Y/N, in turn, began to notice the subtle ways Sanemi looked out for them, his gruffness masking a protective instinct that touched their heart.

Eventually, amidst battles against demons and quiet moments by the bonfire, a unique love story quietly bloomed between the grumpy Wind Hashira and the sunshine-like Y/N, proving that even in the darkest of times, love and warmth could find a way to shine through.

Sanemi won!!

Opposites Attraction

Plot: Katsuki Bakugo, a driven and competitive student at UA High, finds himself intrigued by Y/N, a classmate known for their calm and compassionate nature

Katsuki Bakugo was famous at UA High for his fiery temper and strong determination. He was always competitive, both in school and during hero training. But there was someone in his class who was the opposite of him – Y/N.

Y/N was quiet, kind, and always ready to help others. They had a gentle smile that could calm even the most chaotic situations. This puzzled Bakugo. He couldn't understand how someone could be so... gentle.

One afternoon after class, Bakugo found himself paired with Y/N for a training exercise. They were tasked with rescuing mock hostages from a building rigged with traps. Bakugo stormed ahead, blasting through obstacles with his explosions, while Y/N took a more cautious approach, carefully disarming traps and checking for any hidden dangers.

At one point, Bakugo triggered a trap that sent debris flying toward him. Without hesitation, Y/N rushed forward, shielding him from the worst of it. "Watch out!" they shouted, pulling him out of harm's way.

Bakugo was momentarily stunned. No one had ever risked themselves to protect him like that before. "Thanks," he grumbled, though the word carried a hint of genuine appreciation.

Y/N smiled softly. "We're a team, remember? We have to watch each other's backs."

As they continued through the exercise, Bakugo found himself watching Y/N closely. They weren't just gentle; they were also brave and smart. Their ability to stay calm under pressure impressed him more than he cared to admit.

After training, they sat together in the common area, reviewing their performance. "You were quick to react back there," Bakugo noted, grudgingly acknowledging Y/N's actions.

Y/N shrugged modestly. "I just did what anyone would do."

"No, you did more," Bakugo insisted, surprising even himself with the sincerity in his tone. "You didn't hesitate. That's... impressive."

Y/N's cheeks turned pink, and they looked down at their hands, shy under Bakugo's intense gaze. "Thanks, Bakugo. I appreciate that coming from you."

From then on, Bakugo found himself seeking out Y/N's company more often. He enjoyed their conversations about hero tactics, their study sessions where Y/N patiently explained concepts he struggled to grasp, and their quiet moments in the library, where they sometimes sat in comfortable silence.

One evening, as they walked back to the dorms after a particularly grueling training session, Bakugo found himself wanting to say something more. "Hey, Y/N," he began awkwardly, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Y/N looked over at him, their eyes curious. "What's up?"

Bakugo hesitated for a moment, then blurted out, "I... appreciate having you around. You make things less... annoying."

Y/N laughed softly, a sound that made Bakugo's heart skip a beat. "I appreciate you too, Katsuki. You're not as scary as everyone says."

Bakugo scowled, but there was a hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Good. 'Cause I'm not planning on going anywhere."

As they reached the dorms, Bakugo realized with a start that he wasn't just saying empty words. He meant it. And maybe, just maybe, Y/N's gentle presence was exactly what he needed in his life.

Harmony in Contrast

PLOT: Ushijima Wakatoshi, known for his calm demeanor, finds himself captivated by the energetic and lively Y/N L/N. Despite their differences, they discover a harmonious balance in their relationship, where Ushijima's stability complements Y/N's energy, creating a love filled with understanding and joy.

A/N: I decided to just post it today, since majority of the vote is yes, and I also wanted to publish it today. So yeah enjoy reading!

Also, if you guys want more ushijima fanfic, just tell me and don’t be shy to tell me if you have any scenarios!

Ushijima Wakatoshi was known as the calm and collected boyfriend among his friends and teammates. He had a serious demeanor and a focused attitude towards his volleyball career. His girlfriend, Y/N L/N, on the other hand, was the complete opposite – energetic, lively, and always bursting with enthusiasm.

One sunny afternoon, Ushijima and Y/N decided to spend the day at the beach. As they arrived, Y/N immediately ran towards the water, eager to splash around and build sandcastles. Ushijima followed behind, his pace steady and composed.

"Come on, Wakatoshi! Let's play beach volleyball!" Y/N exclaimed, grabbing a ball and bouncing on her toes.

Ushijima nodded calmly, accepting the challenge. Despite his reserved nature, he couldn't help but smile as Y/N's vibrant energy rubbed off on him. They started playing, with Y/N diving for every ball and cheering loudly with each point they scored. Ushijima's precise spikes and steady serves complemented Y/N's agile moves perfectly.

After a fun game, they settled down on the sand. Y/N chatted animatedly about her day while Ushijima listened attentively, occasionally interjecting with thoughtful comments. As the sun began to set, they walked along the shoreline, hand in hand.

"Wakatoshi, look at this one! It's so pretty," Y/N exclaimed, holding up a particularly intricate shell.

Ushijima nodded, his gaze thoughtful as he replied, "It's impressive how nature creates such intricate patterns."

"Yeah! Nature is amazing, isn't it?" Y/N grinned, slipping the shell into her pocket before skipping ahead again.

Later, at dinner, they sat across from each other in a cozy seaside restaurant. Y/N eagerly scanned the menu, her eyes lighting up at the descriptions of various dishes.

"I think I'll try the seafood pasta," Y/N decided, closing the menu with a satisfied nod.

Ushijima placed his menu down and calmly said, "I'll have the grilled fish."

Y/N leaned forward, her excitement palpable. "Oh, that sounds delicious! I can't wait to try everything here."

Ushijima smiled softly. "You always find joy in the simplest things."

Y/N grinned back. "And you always know how to appreciate the finer details."

Throughout the evening, their conversation flowed effortlessly. Y/N shared stories from her day, recounting funny anecdotes and amusing observations. Ushijima listened intently, occasionally adding a quiet comment or asking a thoughtful question.

As they walked home under the moonlit sky, Y/N linked arms with Ushijima, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment. She glanced up at him, her voice soft with affection. "Thank you for today, Wakatoshi. I had so much fun."

Ushijima nodded, his expression gentle. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, Y/N."

"And thank you for being so patient with me," Y/N added with a playful grin. "I know I can be a handful sometimes."

Ushijima chuckled softly. "It's part of what makes you who you are."

They walked in comfortable silence for a while, the sound of the ocean providing a soothing backdrop to their thoughts. As they approached their apartment building, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the balance they brought to each other's lives – her boundless energy and his calm presence creating a harmonious rhythm that felt just right.

Sparks Ignite pt.2

Plot: Katsuki Bakugo and Y/N L/N are known for their intense rivalry, their constant bickering and competitive spirit are a source of both amusement and frustration for their classmates and teachers until, their rivalry evolves into a simple relationship.

pt.1

A/N: @pokiez-1217 requested a pt.2 of sparks ignite. so yeah hope you enjoy this!

Weeks turned into months at UA High, and the dynamic between Katsuki Bakugo and Y/N L/N continued to evolve, much to the intrigue of their classmates. What had started as a confrontational rivalry had softened into a grumpy respect and occasional partnership during training exercises.

One brisk autumn evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon casting long shadows across the campus, Bakugo found himself once again paired with Y/N for a combat simulation. Their task was to rescue mock hostages from a simulated villain attack scenario.

"You better not screw this up, Ice Cube," Bakugo muttered under his breath as they strategized near the edge of the training ground.

Y/N shot back a smirk, unfazed by Bakugo's usual bluster. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you don't blow up everything in sight before we even get started."

The simulation began with a blaring alarm and the sudden appearance of holographic villains. Bakugo and Y/N moved in sync, their movements fluid and coordinated despite the tension between them. Bakugo's explosions cleared a path through the opponent while Y/N swiftly disabled threats with precise ice attacks.

As they reached the hostages, Bakugo grunted with satisfaction. "Looks like we're ahead of the others again."

Y/N nodded, their expression serious but tinged with a hint of pride. "Let's wrap this up. I'm not interested in dragging this out longer than necessary."

Their classmates watched from the sidelines, impressed by the seamless teamwork that had developed between the once-bitter rivals. Kirishima couldn't help but grin, nudging Midoriya and Uraraka beside him. "They're really something, aren't they? Who would've thought Bakugo and Y/N would make such a formidable duo?"

Midoriya nodded enthusiastically, his eyes fixed on the simulation. "It's amazing how far they've come. They've really learned to work together."

Uraraka chuckled softly. "Yeah, though I bet they'll never admit it."

Meanwhile, Bakugo and Y/N efficiently completed their mission, their focus unbroken despite the simulated chaos around them. Once the hostages were safely escorted to the designated safe zone, the simulation ended with a congratulatory message flashing across the screens.

As they walked back to the dormitories together, Y/N couldn't resist a small tease. "Not bad, Bakugo. Maybe one day you'll admit that teaming up with me isn't the worst thing in the world."

Bakugo scoffed, but there was a grudging hint of approval in his voice. "Don't get ahead of yourself, Ice Cube. This was just a simulation."

Y/N chuckled, bumping shoulders with him playfully. "Of course, Bakugo. Wouldn't want to give you too much credit."

Their banter continued as they disappeared into the dormitory hallway, leaving their classmates to marvel at the ever-evolving relationship between two of UA High's most formidable students.

Months passed, and the partnership between Katsuki Bakugo and Y/N L/N continued to strengthen. Their classmates couldn't deny the undeniable chemistry that crackled between them during training sessions and missions. Yet, despite the growing bond, neither Bakugo nor Y/N were willing to acknowledge the deeper feelings that had begun to surface.

One evening, after a particularly grueling training session, Bakugo and Y/N found themselves alone in the courtyard under a starlit sky. They leaned against the railing, catching their breaths in the calmness that followed the day's intense activities.

"You know," Y/N began, their voice quiet yet carrying a weight of unspoken thoughts, "we make a good team, Bakugo."

Bakugo grunted in response, his gaze fixed on the distant lights of the city. "Don't get soft on me now, Ice Cube. It's just training."

Y/N chuckled softly, their tone gentle. "It's more than that, and you know it."

There was a pause as they both contemplated the unspoken words hanging between them. Bakugo clenched his fists, a rare moment of weakness flashing in his crimson eyes.

"Yeah, well... doesn't mean anything," he muttered, almost to himself.

Y/N turned to face him, their expression softening with understanding. "It could, though."

Bakugo's jaw tensed, his usual bravado wavering under Y/N's steady gaze. Before he could respond, Y/N took a step closer, their hand reaching out to lightly touch his arm.

"You don't have to pretend with me, Bakugo," Y/N said quietly. "I know there's more to us than just rivalry."

Bakugo hesitated, a countless of emotions flickering across his features. Finally, he let out a sigh, his voice barely above a whisper. "Damn it, Y/N..."

Before he could finish, Y/N closed the gap between them, pressing their lips softly against his in a tentative kiss. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Bakugo froze in surprise. Then, without hesitation, he responded, pulling Y/N closer as the kiss deepened.

When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads rested against each other, breaths mingling in the cool night air. Bakugo's usual scowl had softened into something resembling contentment, a rare sight for anyone who knew him well.

"I guess... we're more than just rivals now," Bakugo murmured, a faint smirk playing on his lips.

Y/N chuckled softly, their fingers intertwining with his. "Yeah, I guess we are."

Their confession hung in the air, unspoken but understood by both. As they stood together under the stars, hand in hand, their journey from rivals to allies to something more had come full circle.

Sunshine

Plot: Y/N’s unwavering positivity melts Katsuki Bakugou's tough demeanor, sparking an unexpected friendship.

"Y/N is at it again," Kirishima chuckled, watching as Y/N bounded up to Bakugou with a bright smile.

"Hey Bakugou! How was your morning training?" she asked cheerfully, oblivious to the eye roll Bakugou attempted to conceal.

"None of your business, L/N," Bakugou grumbled, though the sharp edge in his voice softened slightly.

Undeterred, Y/N continued, "Well, I hope it went well! Oh, and here's a snack for you. You must be hungry after all that hard work!"

Bakugou hesitated for a moment, eyeing the offered snack suspiciously before reluctantly accepting it. "Whatever. Thanks."

As weeks passed, Y/N's persistent kindness began to chip away at Bakugou's tough exterior. They found themselves in unexpected conversations during lunch breaks and occasionally sitting next to each other in class.

One afternoon, as they walked together after a particularly intense training session, Bakugou unexpectedly spoke up, "You know, you're annoyingly persistent."

Y/N laughed softly, "I've been told that before. But hey, it's all about spreading positivity, right?"

Bakugou grunted, looking away. "Tch. You don't have to bother with someone like me."

Y/N stopped and turned to face him, her expression serious. "Hey, Bakugou. We're classmates, and more importantly, we're friends. I don't care how tough you act; I know there's more to you than that."

Bakugou scowled but didn't argue. He knew Y/N saw through him more clearly than he cared to admit.

Over time, Bakugou found himself seeking out Y/N’s company more often. He enjoyed their conversations—whether about hero techniques or simply sharing stories about their lives outside of school. He even found himself smiling occasionally at Y/N’s jokes, something he never thought he would do.

One day, during a training exercise that pushed Bakugou to his limits, he found Y/N waiting for him afterward with a bottle of water and a concerned expression.

"You did amazing out there, Bakugou," Y/N said sincerely, handing him the water. "I'm proud of you."

Bakugou stared at Y/N for a moment, unsure how to respond. No one had ever praised his efforts like that before. After a beat, he grunted, "Yeah, well, I guess."

Y/N grinned, seeing the small crack in Bakugou's tough façade. "Come on, let's grab something to eat. I'm starving!"

Bakugou rolled his eyes but followed Y/N nonetheless, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

As time went on, the other students in Class 1-A couldn't help but notice the change in Bakugou. He still had his moments of explosive temper, but he was noticeably more patient and understanding, especially with his classmates. And it was all thanks to Y/N’s unwavering kindness and friendship.

In the end, the story of Bakugou and Y/N became a testament to the power of friendship and how even the fiercest hearts can be softened by a little bit of sunshine.

Sparks Ignite

Plot: Katsuki Bakugo and Y/N L/N are known for their intense rivalry, their constant bickering and competitive spirit are a source of both amusement and frustration for their classmates and teachers until, their rivalry evolves into a simple relationship.

pt.2

In the prestigious halls of UA High, where aspiring heroes honed their skills, there existed an electrifying rivalry between Katsuki Bakugo and Y/N L/N. Their dynamic was a constant clash of wills and ideologies, reminiscent of two raging storms converging. Y/N, possessing a demeanor akin to Todoroki's calm exterior but paired with a sharp tongue, never hesitated to voice their thoughts, especially when Bakugo's explosive temperament was concerned.

One crisp autumn morning found them in the bustling cafeteria, surrounded by their classmates enjoying breakfast. Bakugo, as always, was sitting at a table in a corner, glaring at the world as if daring anyone to challenge him. Y/N, not one to back down, sauntered over with a tray in hand and dropped into the seat across from him.

"You're glaring again, Bakugo," Y/N remarked casually, stirring their coffee. "Did you forget to blow something up this morning?"

Bakugo snorted, his expression darkening. "You're one to talk, Ice Cube. Don't you have some glacier to melt?"

Their classmates exchanged knowing looks, accustomed to the duo's banter that could rival any action-packed showdown. As Y/N and Bakugo continued their verbal sparring, the atmosphere around them seemed to hum with anticipation, half expecting an explosion that would rock the cafeteria.

Later that day, during a break between classes, Y/N found themselves in the same empty classroom as Bakugo, both reviewing notes from the morning's lecture. The tension between them crackled like static electricity, waiting for the slightest spark to ignite.

"You know," Y/N began, breaking the silence, "you might actually be tolerable if you weren't so obsessed with proving you're the best."

Bakugo scoffed, his hands clenched into fists. "And you might be less annoying if you weren't always criticizing every move I make."

Y/N leaned back in their chair, a small smirk playing on their lips. "But where's the fun in that? Someone has to keep you in check, Bakugo."

He glared at them, his crimson eyes narrowing. "I don't need anyone to keep me in check. Least of all you."

Their argument was interrupted by the arrival of their classmates, who entered the classroom and immediately sensed the charged atmosphere. Mina Ashido, ever the cheerful soul, chirped, "Whoa, guys, are we interrupting something?"

"Nope," Y/N replied smoothly, shooting Bakugo a pointed look. "Just discussing the finer points of hero strategy."

Bakugo muttered something unintelligible under his breath, his usual bravado momentarily subdued. The class exchanged amused glances, accustomed to the volatile but strangely magnetic relationship between Y/N and Bakugo.

As weeks turned into months, their bickering continued, becoming a familiar soundtrack to life at UA. Yet, beneath the constant clash of egos, a grudging respect began to emerge. They found themselves gravitating towards each other during training sessions, their strategies complementing rather than conflicting.

One rainy afternoon, while sparring in the training grounds, Bakugo threw a punch that Y/N deftly dodged. "Too slow, Bakugo," they taunted, a playful grin on their face.

He gritted his teeth, his palms sparking with frustration. "Shut up and fight, Ice Cube."

Their classmates watched from the sidelines, half expecting the training grounds to erupt into chaos. Instead, they witnessed a synchronized dance of skill and determination, a silent acknowledgment passing between Y/N and Bakugo as they fought side by side.

Afterward, as they walked back to the dormitories together, Y/N glanced at Bakugo out of the corner of their eye. "You know, for someone who claims to hate my guts, you don't mind teaming up with me."

Bakugo grunted, his expression unreadable. "Don't get used to it. I just tolerate your presence because you're marginally less useless than the rest of these extras."

Y/N chuckled, bumping shoulders with him lightly. "High praise, coming from you."

Their classmates, trailing behind them, exchanged bewildered glances. Kirishima, unable to contain his curiosity any longer, ventured, "Hey, Y/N, Bakugo, are you two... friends now?"

Bakugo and Y/N exchanged a look, a flicker of something unspoken passing between them before Bakugo gruffly replied, "We're not friends, shitty hair. Just... rivals who tolerate each other."

Y/N smirked, shaking their head. "Sure, Bakugo. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

And so, amidst the chaos and camaraderie of UA High, Katsuki Bakugo and Y/N found themselves navigating a path from bitter rivals to reluctant allies—perhaps even something more, though neither would admit it aloud.

Unspoken Vigilance

Plot: Katsuki Bakugou, known for his explosive Quirk and fiery temper, surprised everyone by displaying an uncharacteristic calmness around Y/N.

UA High School buzzed with the energy of aspiring heroes, where each student's unique talents and personalities shaped the dynamic of their classes. Among them was Y/N, known for their reserved nature and quiet demeanor. They navigated the halls and classrooms with a steady presence, observing more than speaking.

In Class 1-A, Katsuki Bakugou's reputation preceded him—a powerful Quirk matched only by his fiery temper. However, when it came to Y/N, Katsuki's demeanor took an unexpected turn. Instead of explosions and shouts, he exhibited a rare calmness, a protective vigilance that spoke volumes amidst their quiet presence.

The change in Katsuki didn't go unnoticed by their classmates. One afternoon, during a break between training sessions, conversations buzzed among the students.

"I've never seen Katsuki so... calmed," whispered Kirishima, casting a curious glance towards where Katsuki and the reader sat.

"Yeah, it's like he's a completely different person around them," responded Uraraka, equally intrigued.

Across the school, Class 1-B students, who shared several classes and training exercises with 1-A, also took notice of the dynamic between Katsuki and Y/N. They observed from a distance, speculating quietly among themselves.

"I wonder what's going on between them," murmured Monoma, watching with a keen eye.

Among the teachers, there was a mix of amusement and curiosity as well. Aizawa, the stern homeroom teacher of 1-A, observed the interactions with a raised eyebrow, while All Might, the symbol of peace, smiled knowingly, recognizing the quiet strength within both Katsuki and Y/N.

During a particularly intense villain simulation exercise, the reader found themselves in a perilous situation. The simulated villain, more formidable than anticipated, posed a real threat. Katsuki, who had been monitoring from a distance, didn't hesitate. With precise movements and controlled explosions, he swiftly neutralized the threat and ensured Y/N's safety.

Class 1-A erupted into applause and cheers as they witnessed Katsuki's display of heroism. Even Class 1-B, who observed from afar, couldn't help but acknowledge the skill and determination in Katsuki's actions.

After the simulation ended and the dust settled, Katsuki approached the reader with a rare softness in his expression. "You alright?" he asked quietly, concern evident in his voice.

Y/N nodded, a small but genuine smile forming. "Thank you," they murmured softly, their gratitude unspoken but understood.

Katsuki nodded back, a slight quirk of his lips hinting at pride. "Good," he replied gruffly, his demeanor still calm and collected.

In the days that followed, Katsuki continued to keep a watchful eye on Y/N, his protective instincts unwavering. The class gradually adjusted to the new dynamic between them, appreciating the unspoken bond that had formed.

For Y/N, Katsuki's quiet but steadfast presence became a source of reassurance. They found comfort in knowing they had a protector who understood the power of silence as much as the power of explosions.

In UA High School, where heroes were forged through trials and challenges, the story of the quiet Y/N and the calm Katsuki Bakugou became a testament to the strength found in understated bravery and unwavering loyalty, proving that true heroism often lies in the quiet moments of support and understanding.

Soft spot

Plot: Katsuki bakugou, having a soft spot for Y/N

In the bustling halls of Aldera Junior High, where future heroes roamed, Katsuki Bakugou was a force to be reckoned with. Known for his explosive temper and fierce ambition, he was a standout among his peers. However, hidden beneath his fiery exterior was a side that only a few close friends knew – a softer, more caring side that emerged around you, the quiet and shy student who had caught his attention.

You and Katsuki had been classmates since elementary school, though he had never paid much attention to your soft-spoken nature until middle school. It started one day during a particularly chaotic lunch break. The cafeteria was loud and crowded, and you were trying to navigate through the bustling crowd when someone accidentally bumped into you, causing you to drop your books.

Before you could even react, Katsuki appeared out of nowhere, his usual scowl softened slightly as he helped you gather your scattered belongings. "Watch where you're going, idiots," he barked at the crowd, making them scatter with a mix of fear and respect.

"Um, thank you, Katsuki," you mumbled shyly, feeling flustered by the sudden attention.

He grunted in response, handing you your books. "Just be more careful next time," he muttered, but there was a hint of concern in his voice that caught you off guard.

From that day on, small gestures of kindness from Katsuki became more frequent. He would subtly make sure you had a seat in class, offer you his notes when you missed a lesson, and even defend you from the occasional bully who mistook your quiet demeanor for weakness.

One rainy afternoon, after school had ended, you found yourself caught in a sudden downpour without an umbrella. You hesitated, unsure of what to do, when Katsuki appeared beside you, holding out his own umbrella. "Here," he grumbled, shoving it towards you. "You'll catch a cold if you stand there like an idiot."

"Th-thank you, Katsuki," you stammered, feeling touched by his unexpected kindness.

He shrugged, avoiding your gaze. "Just take it. I don't need it anymore."

As you walked home together under the umbrella, you couldn't help but notice how Katsuki's demeanor softened around you. He asked about your day in a gruff manner, but his genuine interest in your well-being was evident. It was moments like these that made you realize there was more to Katsuki Bakugou than his explosive personality – he had a caring side that he reserved only for those he trusted.

One day, during a school festival celebrating hero achievements, you and Katsuki found yourselves watching a hero performance together. His usual scowl softened as he watched the heroes in action, occasionally stealing glances at you to gauge your reaction.

"They're not bad," he remarked casually, though you could tell he was genuinely impressed.

"They're amazing," you replied softly, earning a small, almost imperceptible smile from him.

As the festival continued, you both explored the stalls, trying different foods and playing games. Katsuki's competitive streak shone through as he insisted on winning every game for you, though he grumbled about it the entire time.

As the day drew to a close and the sun began to set over the festival grounds, you found yourselves sitting on a bench, enjoying a moment of quiet together.

"You know," Katsuki started, his voice surprisingly gentle, "you're not as annoying as I thought you were when we first met."

You chuckled softly, nudging his shoulder playfully. "I'll take that as a compliment, Katsuki."

He huffed, but there was a genuine warmth in his eyes as he looked at you. "Yeah, well, someone's gotta keep you out of trouble."

In that moment, under the fading light of the festival, you realized just how much Katsuki cared for you, despite his tough exterior and gruff demeanor. His actions spoke louder than words, revealing a friendship built on mutual respect, unspoken understanding, and a growing affection that neither of you quite knew how to express.

And as you walked home together, sharing stories and laughing about the day's events, you couldn't help but feel grateful for having Katsuki Bakugou as your friend in middle school – a friend who, despite his explosive personality, had a soft spot just for you.

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• I will take try to requests for now.

• I mainly write the reader’s pronouns as she/her

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About me

she/her

introvert

pisces

I love the color purple

My fave anime characters are Bakugou Katsuki, Tsukishima Kei, Wakatoshi Ushijima, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Kento Nanami, Rin Itoshi and Sae Itoshi

when katsuki uses his mask as a headband…

this is soo cute🥹

idol!wonwoo x idol!reader

small instances where both of your fanbases start to notice lingering looks between the two of you until it becomes so much more

a/n: this isn’t much but i had fun writing it, lmk what you think! :)

pt 2

the first interaction is when you’re presenting an award that seventeen happens to win

as you and your co-announcer pass out awards, your fingers brush against his as you congratulate him, and he flashes a smile at you

both of your fan bases were quick to screen grab the interaction, and it very quickly became a cherished moment of more to come

it was closely followed by a different interaction where both of your groups were talking on stage, and you were moving to the side and had tripped over the length of your gown

he was quick to catch you by the elbow to steady you on your two feet

the people around you gasped and moved to make room

which left a spotlight on the two of you

it was slightly comical the way you both looked at each other before turning to the audience with shy smiles

wonwoo stood behind you the rest of the time on stage

when it came time to leave, he offered you his arm as you stepped off the stage

with a bright smile his way, you accepted and walked off together

fans nearly had a heart attack

since then, people would point out almost every interaction between the two of you

if you would be in the same room and happen to make eye contact

during a game competition, you two get paired up together, and safe to say, you demolish the rest of the teams

wonwoo is an extremely smart man, and as are you a smart person, and after the episode airs, fans make memes on how you both make a dangerous and powerful duo

you were both quick to devise a plan, hushed whispers in the few seconds you had together, his shoulders shielding you from the rest of the room from where you both stood

your mics caught your plan clearly, and fans were impressed by how in sync you both were

he worked with distracting other people, making it seem like he was the one they should look out for

however it was you who gathered information and the hidden objects you were supposed to find to complete your mission

in the end, not only were you both able to complete your mission, but you were also able to hide the other object other groups were supposed to find, making it near impossible for them to find

the prize you both won was a coupon to a nearby cafe

it was adorable the way you both cheered in excitement for the coupon, wonwoo even raising your hands clasped together in the air in celebration

you would have thought that you both couldn’t afford your own coffees with the way you both cheered

the video ended with vlog footage of you both walking to the cafe

you held the camera in your hands facing you as you both walked to the location, camera tilted up to capture wonwoo in the frame

fans were surprised to see the way that wonwoo joked with you and tugged on the end of your hair to catch your attention to point to a billboard with your group in it

he took the camera from you to capture a shot of you smiling and posing in front of the billboard

when you took the camera from him, you also made him pose in front of the billboard, which was comical since you couldn’t see much of his face due to his hat and mask, but he did make a peace sign when posing to amuse you

he opened the door for you and stood behind you in line, even crouching down slightly in order to hear your answer when he asked what you were going to order

when it was your turn to order, he walked forward to place your orders before handing the cashier the coupon you both worked hard for

wonwoo even paid for the difference despite you trying to pay, and he stepped in front of you to block your way from the pin pad

you both sat down at a small table in the corner of the cafe side by side so you could both be in frame, and you rated the coffees you had bought

you weren’t the biggest fan of your own coffee, stating that it was slightly too bitter, and he was quick to switch out your straws and give you his cup

the video ended with you both waving goodbye, and safe to say, the video was trending for a week

when you posted a selfie together after the episode aired, it quickly became your most liked image on instagram

wonwoo also posted a different picture of you together standing back to back with your arms crossed

he captioned it “partner in crime”

you commented “dream team”

other svt members would comment under your posts demanding a rematch and wondering how they won

wonwoo would comment the shrugging emoji in response 🤷🏻‍♂️

you once post a picture if you out in the city

a few days later wonwoo posts a picture taken of him holding a camera, and fans were quick to notice the similar locations you were both in

when at other music events, there was footage of you waving to him from your seats with your group, and him shyly waving back

later when he walks with the rest of svt on the red carpet, fans notice him wearing a ring with the top facing in, and it’s not until he waves that people capture your initial on it

on your birthday when you post a clip of someone recording you with a cake while people sing happy birthday, fans swear they can hear wonwoo’s voice singing amongst the rest

one day you post the cutest kitten on your instagram page, showing your fans how you recently adopted a cat

a few months later, wonwoo posts a selfie of the same colored cat, only slightly bigger, sitting on top of an open book (presumably the one he was reading)

fans once spot you both visiting a bookstore and they just about died when they saw you walk out with the same book

at times, sometimes wonwoo is spotted exiting your company building while other times you are exiting his

fans are waiting for the collab tbh

you are both extremely private people, and any interactions you have together publicly has fans eating it UP

rumors of your potential relationship are all anyone talks about leading up to major events where both your groups will be attending

wonwoo surprisingly is the one to confirm the rumors two years later when he posts a mirror selfie of the two of you on your birthday with a simple cake emoji

the internet broke