I NEED HIGH AND LOW MOOTS When I Look For Hnl Fics And Theyre BEAUTIFUL So I Check What Date They Posted

I NEED HIGH AND LOW MOOTS 😪 when i look for hnl fics and they’re BEAUTIFUL so i check what date they posted it and it was last year.

NAME : katsuki bakugou , boku no hero academia

SONG : dried flower , wave to earth

SUMMARY : y/n gets sick. but it's okay! bakugou's here to help them. wc : 1.3k

y/n opened his eyes, immediately experience the sore feeling in his throat and the aching of his body as he attempted to sit up in his dorm room, wincing as he did as he coughed into his elbow.

he were sick, but, should he really be surprised?

-

after a long day of training, y/n exiting the gym gamma as he yawned, swinging their bag over his shoulder, exiting the gym but then his mind was occupied by the loud thunder and rain that was heavily pouring down onto the street.

y/n shivered from the cold, then sighing, placing a hand over his eyes and booking it through the rain as lightning thundered loudly, making y/n flinch at the sound, panting as he tried to quickly make it towards the 2-a dorm building.

eventually, he did, standing under the cover infront of the building, hands on his knees as he breathed heavily, before standing up straight and beginning to make his way inside, but not before squeezing all the water that was in his shirt, taking off his shoes and socks, leaving his shoes outside and holding his socks in his hand as he went inside, putting on his slippers as he accidentally left trails of water in his path on his way to his dorm.

-

y/n sighed, rethinking the last night as he slipped out of bed, shuffling on his slippers and making his way towards the bathroom to brush their teeth.

-

"damn y/n, you look like shit."

"i feel like shit."

y/n mumbled, crouching on the ground as they brushed their teeth. kaminari grimaced at the sight, pinning his hair back to do his skincare as bakugou walked in the bathroom, along with iida and midoriya behind him.

"l/n.. why are you on the ground?"

midoriya questioned, looking at y/n as he ran his toothbrush under the running water.

"i'm sick, and tired. so, i'm probably not gonna go to school today."

"oh! then, would you like me to write notes for you?"

midoriya said, holding his toothbrush with toothpaste on it infront of his mouth, smiling as he waited for y/n's response as y/n smiled back, nodding and spitting out his toothpaste from his mouth.

"yeah, that would be great. thanks midoriya."

y/n walked out of the bathroom, patting midoriya on the way out as bakugou's eyes leaned him as he walked behind him through the mirror infront of him, then his head turning as he watch y/n walk out of the bathroom door.

-

y/n was laying down, a cool towel on his forehead as he breathed out, blanket on himself as he let the cool air come into his room. until he heard a heavy knock coming from the door, y/n groaning at the throat of getting up, struggling for a good minute to even sit up when the person behind his door banged harder.

"i'm coming..."

y/n mumbled more or less to himself, opening the door as looking up at see bakugou looking down at him.

"i made soup for you. let it sit for 5 more minutes and then you can eat it."

y/n needed a second to process what he said, blinking at the blonde boy for a few seconds, the two of them maintaining eye contact but then bakugou looked away, walking away.

"wipe your nose, you're so gross loser."

y/n immediately covered his face with one hand red coating his face as he scrunched his face in embarrassment, shutting his door and leaning against the door with his back as he covered his face with both hands.

‘that was so embarrassing!’

-

y/n sat stirring his spoon in his bowl, watching as the liquid danced around the metal and eventually scooping it up, pressing it to his lips and swallowing the soup.

it had been a few hours, now the afternoon and y/n was having lunch by himself, having slept after having breakfast and was hungry once he woke up.

y/n scrolled on his phone, watching the news of upcoming heroes, news of u.a, etc.

“hey y/n!”

kirishima said excitedly, his hands grabbing onto y/n’s shoulders from behind as y/n lazily looked up, seeing the redhead look down at him with a smile.

“are you okay? kaminari told me you were sick.”

“yeah… don’t get too close- i might get you sick.”

y/n said, looking back down at his nearly empty bowl, finishing it quickly as kirishima and sero stood behind him.

“have you had any medicine yet?”

sero asks, helping y/n up from his chair and grabbing onto y/n’s bowl to bring to the sink for y/n.

“not yet, i was gonna get it tomorrow.”

y/n replied, looking at sero as kirishima patted his shoulder.

“no need man, bakugou went to go get you some!”

“hm?”

y/n hummed, an eyebrow quirked to the sound of bakugou doing something for bakugou.

“bakugou did?”

“yeah! he told us and then ditched! but manly of him so i don’t mind.”

-

“did you have lunch yet?”

y/n doesn’t know how fast bakugou got here, changed, made y/n change and lay down in his own bed. the only thing he knows is how pretty bakugou looks.

by the time bakugou got back, it was already around 6, the sun was gone and most of the class were out in the living room

“yeah, had your soup for breakfast and lunch.”

“did you like it?”

bakugou mumbled, squeezing a towel into a bowl of water and gently placing it on his forehead.

“yeah, it was really nice.”

“i know.”

bakugou dried his hands, opening up a small packaging of medicine and giving a glass of water to y/n.

“open your mouth.”

y/n groaned, but parting his lips as bakugou shoved a pill into his mouth, and tilting the glass of water into his mouth, letting y/n drink the medicine.

“how’d you get sick? you’re so weak.”

bakugou slouched back into the chair next to y/n’s bed that he pulled up beside it, watching y/n who stared up at the ceiling.

“i ran in the rain last night.”

“are you stupid.”

“i was training last night and lost track of time, i didn’t even know it was raining.”

y/n said, a small smile on his face as he thought about how it was kind of fun running through the rain quickly. bakugou glanced at his up-turned lips, his own lips turning up as he quickly recovered, removing the smile on his face and looking away at y/n’s desk on the other side of the room.

"have you been studying?"

bakugou took notice of the study notes on y/n's desk, standing up and taking small steps towards the desk and recognising y/n's handwriting as well as midoriya's who bakugou couldn't help but scrunch his face at the indirect mention of midoriya.

"yeah, figured if i'm just gonna stay here all day, might as well."

"why didn't you ask me?"

bakugou mentioned, his hands in his pockets as he turned only his head from his position infront of y/n's desk, the h/c haired boy already looking at him.

"i didn't wanna bother."

"so you bothered izuku?"

"you didn't say anything but midoriya did so..."

"are you blaming this on me?"

"no!"

y/n laughed, but winced at his sore throat as bakugou sighed, walking over and helping y/n to the glass of water on his bedside table, tilting it over y/n's mouth for him to drink.

"thank you, katsuki. you didn't have to buy me medicine."

"i wanted to. none of them will train with me as hard as you do. whether you like it or not now, you affect my schedule, fucking idiot."

"how nice of you."

y/n said sarcastically, bakugou glaring at him as y/n softened up, smiling at bakugou.

"joking, thank you kats."

"'welcome y/n."

-

“no way.”

y/n and bakugou stood outside, the pouring rain thundered loudly as the constant pitter patter was making their conservation to be yelling at each other to hear.

“it’ll be fun!”

y/n exclaimed, holding bakugou’s hand in his as bakugou snarled.

“no, fucking, way!”

-

“worth it.”

y/n said, still sick in bed as a towel lied on his forehead. it was the morning after as bakugou stared up at the ceiling next to y/n on his bed, having gotten sick too from the heavy rain.

“shut the fuck up.”

NAME : jo jang-soo , duty after school

SONG : cry : cigarettes after sex

SUMMARY : everyone finds out the so-yeon gets hurt in the crash, worried about her, not realising y/n’s been hurt too.

(pretend the pants are black, school pants sweatpants whatevas)

( spoilers of episode 4 of duty after school !!! )

(lowkey a little bit angsty but u’ll be okay)

y/n looked at the front of the truck, seeing the two dead soldiers to maybe find an extra gun as jang-soo trailed behind them.

jang-soo went to y/n’s side, his side touching y/n’s which made him hold y/n’s hand out of instinct while looking at the dead soldiers, he sighed, looking at y/n.

“let’s go to the others, come on.”

jang-soo brought his free hand towards y/n’s head, bringing their body towards the direction of the group, who had started walking towards the direction of where chi-yeol saw the building.

jang-soo noticed the nearly unnoticeable limp while behind them in y/n’s walk towards the group, jang-soo squinted his eyes at the sight, holding their hand while holding his gun in the other hand.

“are you okay?”

y/n looked at jang-soo, squeezing his hand. y/n fought the pain in their ankle, someone’s bullet ended up grazing their leg while shooting the loose purple creature that had made the car crash in the first place.

“yeah, why do you ask?”

“.. just worried about you.”

jang-soo brought their hands up, kissing the back of y/n’s hand.

“tell me if you get hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt jang, don’t worry.”

-

in the span of two hours, they found the small building that chi-yeol had found, gathered supplies and helped so-yeon, settling down doing their own thing.

y/n sat down on the steps, noticing how everyone else was focusing on something else. y/n touched their wound underneath their pants, lifting up the material and hissing at the pain.

“fuck ..”

“what’s wrong?”

y/n quickly lifted their head, looking at jang-soo standing up beside them and starting to sit down beside them.

“oh nothing! it’s just hot.”

jang-soo nodded beside them, looking at them while his knees were up, his arms crossed into his knees while he stared at y/n, they started growing nervous at the stare of him.

“stop looking at me like that ..”

“why? you’re so pretty.”

y/n smiled at his words, their eyes darting from his eyes to his lips, scooting closer to him until their thighs were touching together and y/n could just lean in to kiss him.

“so pretty.”

jang-soo brought his head up, planting a hand behind their back on the concrete floor while the other was in his lap. y/m and him held eye contact together, until suddenly a scream was heard.

“help! a sphere!”

joon-hee was yelling, screaming for help while a small purple sphere chased her, everyone became alert, standing up quickly and running into the house.

jang-soo and y/n stood up, jang-soo stood infront of y/n.

“y/n get inside!”

he yelled, bring them to the door and yelling for everyone else to get in, waiting by the door.

the door was shut, getting barricaded with a table as everyone that stood in the room breathed heavy, panting nervously from the sphere.

“what do we do?”

they heard the sphere crawling around the roof, y/n was getting scared and their subconscious made them lean towards jang-soo, which made him hold their hand too quickly.

“it’s coming though the pipe!”

chi-yeol said, pointing at the pipe that came in through the roof as the group split up, majority of them going to another room and the minority going to where so-yeon was laying in.

-

eventually, they had made the plan to use the truck in the garage. chi-yeol had gotten out and used large pliers to pry open the iron bars that were locked on the window and everyone got out.

they were all in the garage, searching for the keys but hee-rak and so-yoon got into an argument, making the keys fling behind a heavy cabinet.

y/n sat on the floor, reaching for the keys as the guys tried to pull the cabinet to make room for y/n to get the keys, jang-soo leaned over y/n to see the distance between them and the keys, he leaned out, about to help with pulling the cabinet out but noticed the red trickling from their ankle as their pant leg went slightly up.

“fuck! i can’t do it!”

y/n whined, getting out as joon-hee attempted to get the keys as y/n got out of the way.

“y/n, are you hurt?”

y/n looked at jang-soo, who was already bent down and pulling up their pant leg to reveal their injury.

“jang-soo-“

“why didn’t you tell me?”

jang-soo’s worried face and tone filled y/n’s head, jang-soo stood up and held onto y/n’s hands, not focusing as young-shin discussed a plan on someone being left behind to be a sacrifice so everyone else could drive away safely.

jang-soo’s eyebrows were furrowed, his grip on their hands tightening as y/n couldn’t bring themselves to look away from jang-zoo’s gaze.

“it’s nothing, jang-soo.”

“you’re bleeding, baby.”

“y/n, jang-soo. come and pick sticks.”

the others were looking at the two of them, y/n and jang-soo picked two straws from the last three in the held bunch by young-shin, his arm held in the middle until y/n and jang-soo picked their sticks.

y/n could feel their stick short as they held in it in their hand as everyone revealed their stick but y/n, they held theirs out, revealing they was the one that was going to be the sacrifice.

“it’s me.”

“no it’s not.”

jang-soo took the stick from y/n’s hand, giving them his.

“jang-soo wait-”

“i’m not gonna let you die, y/n.”

jang-soo was already grabbing a large stick and the cover of the metal bin, walking back to y/n who was shaking their head.

“i got the short stick jang-soo, not you.”

“and i volunteer. i love you.”

jang-soo stood infront of y/n, their lips trembling and their eyes starting to water as y/n knew that there was no use trying to persuade jang-soo.

“but jang-soo..”

“i love you.”

y/n’s fist tightened by their side, not trying to think about the thought of jang-soo being gone.

“i love you more.”

jang-soo leaned in to kiss y/n softly, using one hand to hold the lid cover and the stick as he held their face with one hand, y/n tried to deepen it, but y/n felt jang-soo pull away, giving one last longing look in y/n’s eyes.

“i’ll love you forever.”

jang-soo said, one more peck to their lips as he walked towards the garage doors, young-shin and hee-rak opening the doors for jang-soo slightly.

“i love you jang-soo.”

“i love you even more, y/n.”

jang-soo walked out, and after a few seconds, you could hear his yell and the banging that he made with the stick and lid in his hand.

y/n couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down their cheeks, soon-yi going up to them and hugging them from the side, chi-yeol got the keys, handing them to so-yoon who sat in the drivers seat quickly. everyone was told to get in the truck, bursting through the doors and driving away from the construction site.

jang-soo watched them drive away, but mostly watching y/n wipe after their tears with their hands.

regret filled him, but without a doubt, he would never let y/n die if there was the option that he could die for them.

LAWDDDDDD

NAME : gojo satoru , jujustu kaisen

SONG : me and your mama , childish gambino

SUMMARY : gojo satoru has been your bodyguard for ages, he's nearly your age, only 1 year older. your father insists that gojo is there around you for your safety.

you can read part 2 here!

(non like magic world au/no jujustu sorcerers au)

y/n honestly weren't very sure of what business her father did.

he had tons money, crazy rich. the house she lived in was gigantic and she had been living it in since she were born. she was 19 now, still living in her childhood home as her father has insisted her to.

to the plus side of being rich, there would always be some bodyguard in her sights. like always, the only reason she wouldn't is in her bedroom or bathroom, but even then, they would stand outside, waiting patiently for her.

y/n had a personal bodyguard, been there since she were 12, gojo satoru. he was her favourite. he was fairly cute and the two of them really had a connection.

he'd even let her sneak out when she were 15 sometimes, but he would always be with her, he looked out towards the busy streets while she bought food from the midnight vendors, smiling at her while he ate along with her.

he listened to her whenever she needed a good cry and he held her in his arms, stroking her head as he switched his radio off behind her back, not wanting to leave her.

he'd let her play with his hair while he sat cross-legged and she sat on his lap, doing whatever she wanted as she applied makeup to his face and slapping his cheek lightly as he blinked from the mascara she were putting on his white eyelashes.

he stood behind the wall as she argued with her father about wanting to leave, shortly after when she were storming off and away, he was a corner away, tucking her into his arms as tears rolled down her face.

-

satoru had a soft spot for y/n, being introduced to her when she was 12 and he was 13.

"gojo, meet y/n. y/n meet gojo satoru."

gojo was a bit taller than y/n. he had his hands behind his back but was picking at his nails behind his back.

y/n was standing next to her father, smiling widely,

"hi gojo!"

"hi y/n."

after that, gojo would linger around her presence more, y/n's father was friends with gojo's father, which led to gojo's father leading y/n's father some of his own men, including his son. gojo's father was more than happy to led his own flesh and blood, gojo's father hoped that the young boy and girl would get closer.

gojo helped her with her homework, seeing as he was in a higher grade level and he already knew the material. he helped her choose out what she wanted to wear to school, even if it was a private academy and she had a uniform, she was allowed to wear simple makeup and accessories. he really liked it when she wore the white clip.

school got too dangerous, without y/n's knowledge, she was pulled out of school, going into homeschooling, tutors for each subject as satoru sat beside her for help.

it was late, y/n's father was out doing business and satoru and y/n were sat on the dining table as she was finishing homework from her english tutor.

she was 15, her chin on her hand as her elbow rested on the table and her free hand spinning a pen, satoru was beside her, looking at her, noticing her hands spin the pen, watching her her eyelashes closed and reopened slowly, as if she was tired. she was tired, her head bobbing up and down.

"you can go to sleep if you want, y/n. let's do your skincare routine."

"wait- lemme finish the questions first.."

"you're gonna fall asleep before you do sweetie."

"no i won't, satoru.."

"sure you won't."

satoru silently crossed his arms, leaning back onto the chair as y/n crossed her arms on the table and rested her head on them, looking at the papers infront of her.

her eyes slowly came to a close eventually, and satoru heard the soft, quiet snores and satoru chuckled. he stood up, moving her position to hold her under her thighs as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs hanging mid air next to his as he stood straight up.

"told 'ya you'd fall asleep."

"shh.."

she wrapped her arms tighter around his neck and yawned in his ear, he put one hand underneath her, under her butt to the side of her hip and one hand on her lower back.

he walked to her room, moving his head to signal to the bodyguard to open her door as he walked to her bathroom, sliding the door open and sitting her on the counter.

"just stay sitting up for me pretty, i'm doing your skincare."

-

y/n had brought satoru into her bathroom while she did her skincare night routine sometimes, so he knew the basics on what she did. she wanted to gossip about the girls in her school while she patted her skin with essence.

"she even put food in her locker and it got moldy because she didn't know it was there! like who does that?"

satoru was leaning on the door to prevent anyone from getting in, his arms crossed while nodding and watching her actions.

"yeah, who does that?"

-

eventually he finished, laying her down on her bed as she gingerly tucked her head into her pillow deeper, hugging herself with her blanket. satoru silently left the room, going back to the dining room table to pick up the homework and supplies, bringing it back to y/n's room.

he ended up doing her homework as he felt bad, making it slightly into y/n's handwriting, a little bit messier than her normal handwriting.

he finished, standing up and walking to y/n's bed who was sleeping, just to check on her. he crouched next to her, kissing the back of her hand that laid on the side near the edge.

"goodnight y/n."

gerard way... why would you to this to me..