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I LIKE YOUR STYLE | JIROU KYOKA
SUMMARY → in which ( y/n ) asks her classmate with a very cool style out to the dance.
PAIRING → jirou kyouka x fem!reader
GENRE → yuri, romance, fluff, drabble
WARNINGS → gay panic, ig? & like one curse word
MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine
AN → reposting from my old blog ( with the same name ) as it would not let me post anything anymore... anyway! still hope you like it <3
THE PREPARATION FOR THE school dance where in full swing. Something that will always be the on the agenda is; your date.
Swallowing thickly the spikey haired tseuro glares, not letting you back out this time, “You are going to go there and ask her. If you don’t I will blast your ass.”
“Ahw, you care about me!” you smile at the boy. Glaring at you, he holds his hand up that already started popping small blasts.
Slowly stepping back as you raise your hands at the spikey haired boy, you turn away as his glare intensifies.
Moving closer and closer to the girl, your stomach turns at all the possible horrible outcomes. As she was looking at her laptop, most likely figuring out the playlist as Jirou was set on musical duties by Yayorozu.
“I like your style!” you blurt out, eyes widening as the girl looks up. A soft smile tucks up her lip, “I like yours too.“ she replies.
Thinking about what that could mean for only a moment, you fiddle with your fingers, “So, uhm- I don’t have a date to the dance, and if you don’t either. Maybe, maybe we can go together.” you tell her, it didn’t really aound like an ask but maybe she picks it up.
“Like a date?” shs asks, slowly clapping her laptop close to give you, her full attention. Nodding at her question, you want to just take the L and leave. But the glare of your friend and the way his hands spark, jolt you back to turn back.
Taking a deep breath, you nod, “Yes, as a date.” you tell her. As her face crunches up in thought in a bit of an awkward manner. The confidence drains from your face, now thinking you imagined all the signs, “N-nevermind.“ you deny, wanting to leave.
“Wait, you like me?” she asks so suprised that you are unsure if you should answer. Nodding at the question, her brows raise, “Oh.” is all she says.
Shaking your head, you raise your hands, “If you- if you don’t. You’re not. That’s okay. I- I’m so sorry I asked.” you ramble out. Not being able to move bu the sheer embarrassment, you just look at your shoes.
“Pick me up at seven?”
Blinking quick, your head shoots up, “What, now?” you ask flabbergasted. Seen a small smile on her face, she tilts her head, “I would love to. Pick me up at seven.” she repeats.
Nodding fast, you can’t helo but smile brightly, “Okay.” you say, as you keep nodding. Making a chuckle escape the girl, “See you then.”
“See you then.”
TAKING A DEEP BREATH, you raise your head to knock on her door. Hearing a sniffle, you look back at your friends standing at the end off the hall.
Furrowing your brows as you see Kaminari lean against, Kirishima whom is leaning against Bakugou, while they whip their eyes, “They grow up so fast.” Denki cries out.
“So, manly, getting the girl.” Kirishima sniffles. Rolling your eyes, you can’t help but smile as you wave them away, “Stop staring. Your making it weird.”
“I can almost hear her voice, again.” Kaminari calls, as Bakugou screams at him to ‘shut the fuck up or he will ruin the moment’.
Choosing to just ignore their idiocy, you knock on the door. It opens fast, revealing a beautifully dressed Jirou, opening your mouth, then closing it, opening it again you just stare at the girl.
Your heart raises out of your chest as you take her in. The dress, the shoes, the girl. The girl! Your breath is just taken away.
Realising you have been staring. You swallow thickly, holding the flowers in her face, “Flowers.” you blurt out, completely putting your foot in your mouth.
“And a corsage.” you say a little softer. Smiling softly at the girl, as she takes the gifts she pulls you with her into the room.
“You- you look really nice.” you stutter, not quite sure what to do with yourself. As she sets the flowers in an empty vase, she turns back to you untying the tie Bakugou let you borrow.
Making your brows raise at her, “It’s not like that.” she denies, a flush blooming on her face, “I got you something.” she offers. Taking a lap of fabric from her nightstand, you keep still, as she raps it around your shirt. You look down at the crossover bow tie with a gemstone instead of a button.
“I thought it really suited you. And it does.” she mumbles. A content smile playing on her lips, as she traces the tie. Not wanting to break the moment you mumble soft: “Thank you, it’s amazing, Jirou.”admiring the girl infront of you.
Holding your hand out, you can’t get the smile off your face, “My lady.” you say.
As she takes your hand, she wraps her arm around yours, “My lady.” she repeats, pressing a soft kiss to your cheeks.
To stund to say anything, you just smile bigly at the girl, “Let’s go, dork.” she mumbles. Pulling you with her to the dance.
“This is gonna be the best night ever.”
MASTERLIST | TAGLIST → @tsukkisbae
oi, oi, oi | bakugou katsuki
SUMMARY → as ( y/n ) impersonates the godly voice from one of her classmates that for some unknown reason drives them absolutely crazy, only to be overheard by said boom-boom boi.
PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x gn!reader
GENRE → fluff, scenarion
WARNINGS → cursing, what did we expect from boom boom boi?
MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine
AN → hi, this is a re-publication from a fic on my old blog ( with the same name ) because my old blog dead, hope you like it <3
SIGHING YOU LEAN YOUR head in your palm, “I don’t know. His voice just does it for me.” you groan, not being able to quite explain it to your friends.
“What does he even sound like?” your friends, friend asks whom sits at your lunch table. Making the others smile softly.
As you sit up, you clear your throat. Furrowing your brows harshly together, “Oi, dumbass! What did you say? I will kick your ass.”
Their brows raise at the words, “That seems a little agressive.” she mumbles.
“It’s cute.” you sigh, “Do it again!” your friend nudges, taking a bite of her food.
“Grow a pair, loser!”
“What are you doing, dumbass?” someone asks. Freezing at the voice, your eyes widen, “Hey….” you trail off, an awkward smile tucking up your lips as you turn to face him.
His voice uncharacteristically calm, “My answer depends on how much you heard.”
“All of it.” he grumbles out, still weirdly calm. Staying silent you pounder over what you should do. You could make a run for it, but what would that look like? Besides he will probably catch up.
You could also just say that you were doing impressions of everyone in the class to your friends whom aren’t in 1A. That is an amazing one, we will go with that, “I—“
“She loves your voice.”
Snapping your head to your friend, you glare at her, “The silence was killing me!” your friend cries out, not liking the look on your face.
“And now I’m going to kill you.”
“No, you won’t.” she denies. Raising a brow, i slowly take my bag, “You try that again, I will rip you phone apart and make sure it takes them weeks to make.”
Gasping she clutches her phone to her chest, “You wouldn’t.”
“I totally would.”
At her second gasp, you assume she used her quirk to make sure you were being honest, “Yeah,” you nod. Having the bell ring, you are litteraly saved by it.
Staring to walk away, you try to ignore the red eyes boring into the side of your face. “Oi, dumbass are you going to answer the damn question?”
Continueing to walk, you clear your voice, “Uhm, I- uh, I like your voice.” you stutter out. Avoiding glancing at him.
“Why?” he asks. Your brows crunch up at the question. You hadn’t really thought about that really, you just liked it. It was a deep, gruff, it just hit your ears nicely. Even if he was yelling, or being mean.
“I- I don’t really know.”
Letting a comfortable silence take over, you take glance to make sure he is about to explode or not, “I thought you were… scared of me.” he grumbles out, if you weren’t so close to him right now, you would have probably missed it.
“Why would I be scared of you? You’re just passionate. And a little mean, but if you ask me it’s better to have someone be mean in your face, then behind your back.”
“Oh.” he mummbles. Humming, you twiddle your thumbs, thinking if now was a good moment to ask for a little more then just being addressed as dumbass on the few occasions he even talks to you.
Thinking about it, why was he even at your table? He usually sits with Kirishima, Sero, and Kaminari. At the otherside of the cafeteria, maybe not completely the otherside but far away to be out of earshot.
“Bakugou—”
“[Y/L/N]—”
Blinking at him starting to talk at the same time as him, you stop walking, holding your hand up, “Oh, you can go first.” you offer at the same as he says; “You go, shitty women.”
Biting on your lip, you sigh, not asking the dumb question. Asking something else instead, “Would you— maybe. You can totally say no. It’s probably—” you ask, stuttering as you do, wanting to curse yourself as you stare at anywhere but his face.
“Spit it out.”
“Would you maybe wanna hang out; we can train or something.” you ‘spit’ out. Glancing at him briefly for his answer, “Sure.” he nods. Nodding, you smile softly, at the boy. Whom looks away as soon as he notices.
“Don’t think this means anything, loser.”
“Of course, not.”
MASTERLIST | KO-FI | TAGLIST → @tsukkisbae
MASTERLIST.
SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.
PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader
STATUS → on hiatus
GENRE → romance ( slowburn )
WARNINGS → cursing, mentions of; blood, broken bones, self-esteem issues, sexism, panic attacks and death
CHAPTER 00 → we all got an origin
CHAPTER 01 → listen up, boys and girls, and non binary friends
CHAPTER 02 → the entrance exam
CHAPTER 03 → what, oh, what will the results be
CHAPTER 04 → the start of something new
CHAPTER 05 → in a blink
CHAPTER 06 → i am good enough… right?
CHAPTER 07 → how did it go
CHAPTER 08 → school is more than classes
CHAPTER 09 → heroes vs. villains
CHAPTER 10 → embrace the side of villainy
CHAPTER 11 → mind your own damn buisness
CHAPTER 12 → do. not. move.
CHAPTER 13 → the wheels on the bus
CHAPTER 14 → the league of dumbasses
CHAPTER 15 → we are all save
02 | the entrance exam
SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.
PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader
WORD COUNT → 1.6 k
SERIE MASTERLIST → PREVIOUS | NEXT
FINDING YOUR DESIGNATED CHANGING room, you move into it. Trying to stay as much in the zone and focused as you change your shoes; “I love your uniform!” a voice says right next to you.
Instantaneously snapping you out of your focus, “The red and brow, so cute. Is that from your school?” a pink girl says, waving over your clothing.
“Uh, yeah.” You nod, a little surprised at her sudden interest in your uniform. Taking a seat on the bench, she proceeds to tie her shoes, “What school do you go to?” she smiles softly, glancing up from her shoes.
“Oda Mikio Middle School.”
Nodding at your answer, “Oh, that makes sense. I go to Mustafa Private Middle School.” smiling proudly at her for on her shoes, she stands up from the bench. Frowning as you make no movement to change out of your uniform, “You’re not changing?” she asks.
“No, I thought it would be good practice.”
Tilting her head, the confusion written all over her features, “For what?”
“Every hero should be ready for a fight in any situation. No time to change into their hero costume.” you say, which was a roundabout way of saying neither you nor your family had thought about gym clothing, but you couldn’t look unprepared in front of your competition.
Nodding at your words, she stands up, “That’s really smart, I just have my old clothes on.” she says, waving over her clothing, “Anyhow, what battlefield are you assigned to?”
“Battle Centre D. You?” you ask, hanging up your bag, “F.” she replies. Nodding to her answer, the two of you move to the door, the arrows pointing to different sides for your entrance exam, “Hello, listeners, be sure to make it to your battle centres. The exams start in a moment, rock on.” Present Mic calls out through the speakers.
Walking to your battlefield, you glance over your shoulder, “See you on the first day.” you say, waving at the girl. Making her brows furrow, “Of what?” she asks visibly confused.
“Classes.”
A smile tucks up her lips, “Okay.” she nods, holding her thumbs up, “see you then.” pumping her fist in the air. Turning around, you try to regain your focus, “Run in, kick to the curb, gather the points.” you whisper, following the arrows to your battle centre, which is just walking forward.
Arriving at the battle centre, the doors are already open. Many of the contestants are either just looking around or talking amongst themselves. Likely waiting for any type of buzzer to go off, much like yourself.
“Hey, there!” the popular radio show host calls out loudly, “Go on, there are no count downs ins real life, get on moving!” Present Mic calls out from one of the towers. Furrowing your brows you wonder how he even got up there as he violently swings his arm around.
Turning to your wrist you set a timer on your watch for ten minutes. Letting your arm fall to the side. You glance up seeing that everyone already started running, blinking at a couple of them trying to push each other yet all of them go in the same direction.
Shaking your head, you turn to the left, jogging down the street. Waiting for the bots to arrive to use your quirk, “Damn it, where are they?” you curse.
A low humming makes you turn around. Eyes widening at house massive these ‘faux villains’ are. Glancing at your watch, only thirty seconds passed. A small smile tucks up your lips, “I got this.”
Focussing on your breathing, the world starts to slow down, smiling at how the robot is seemingly standing still as it is now slowly reaching you. Jogging up to it, you walk around the bot, “There was a button here, right?” you mumble out confused, glancing all over the bot.
There is just more and more of the green metal, gasping a smile tucks up your lips, “On the neck, huh, smart.” reaching up, you turn the switch. Your watch telling you you still have nine minutes and 30 seconds left, not even a second passed.
Grinning, you shake your head, continuing to use your quirk to your advantage, “And people say there are not enough hours in a day.” you roll your eyes, running down the street. Passing your competition with ease, jumping up the arm from the robot you take your time.
Switching your quirk off, you flip the switch. Jumping from one to the next repeating the same motion all over again. Letting the four robots crash to the floor, ‘That should be twelve points.’ You think to yourself, taking another peek at your wrist making sure you have enough time; nine minutes left.
Running normally, you take a couple of deep breaths, trying to keep the nausea at bay. Seeing your next series of victims. Speeding up, their heads turn to you. Reaching its arm out, you take the chance by jumping on it. Twisting your body, you take its metal head between your legs, leaning back, you squeeze your thighs.
With all your force, swinging backwards, holding your hands out for the fall. Reaching the ground, you flip back safely landing on your feet. Letting the head fall, your new points are added to your overall score.
Shaking your head, you take a fight stance. Getting ready for the next, jumping on to its arm, slowing the world down, you kick the metal head, letting the world regain its speed again, the mere force from your speed does the rest, letting it fly off its hinges. Jumping off, you grin at the last on the line; who suffers the same faith as it just decapitated friends.
Grinning happily at your work, you move down the street. Not having any problem finding more bots, “How many go these bots are there?” you ask confused, “I have no clue.” snapping your head at the sudden voice, a girl with bright orange hair stands next to you.
“I got these.”
“They are all yours.”
Running towards the, you are not quite sure how to feel about her handing you the points. Taking a deep breath, you push it to the back of your mind, “You damn sure they are mine.” you grumble, switching them off.
Jumping to the floor, you let time resume. Having them crash down. Tilting your head over your shoulder, a little happy at the flabbergasted look on her face, “How the—”
“You got the next one, right?” smiling at the possible new friend you made. Nodding with determination her hands grow bigger as she clenching them in massive fists, “Definitely.”
Taking the one pointer in her hands, crushing the bot like it was a soda can. Making it very clear that she got it. Turning the corner, you glance back at the ginger, seeing her smash them without any issue.
The never-fading nausea, being suppressed as you smash the robots for their points. Switching the switch when you couldn’t muster up your needed speed.
Rolling around, you hold on to their arm. Flipping over much like a gymnast on a beam, you let go, trusting in yourself and your abilities to safely land on the ground. Letting the remaining two crash into each other.
“I wanted that one.” a sudden voice says, making you swiftly turn around. Eyes widening at the yellow hair with the black lightning bolt dyed into it. Almost panicking at how wrong all of this could have gone. You never even noticed their presents.
Shaking your self out of it, you remember that you are in an exam, “You will get the next.” you say. Jogging away, your stomach slushes are as the sour taste returns into your mouth. Squeezing your eyes, you swallow it back; damn, drawback—
A sudden shake of the ground, completely taken you out of your thoughts. Hearing the alarm blaring, many students run past you. Looking up, your body freezes down, “The one pointer.” you whimper.
Watching it come closer and closer, a student stands just as frozen as you. Eyes widening at his close proximity to the robot, your body moves before you register what is happening.
Letting the world slip by, you take them into your arm. Pulling them with you into your reality. Jumping out of the way, you let the world continue on its course, having the metal arm slam into the ground instead of the indigo boy.
“Are you okay?” You ask the physically shaken up guy. Taking deep breaths his eyes move all around the place, “Yeah, I- I’m fine.” He nods, coming back to planet earth, “Thank you.”
Smiling, you shake your head, “It was no biggy.” you wave off. Peeking a glance at your watch, “We have one minute left,” you breathe out, completely having lost track of time, “sure you’re fine?”
Nodding, he has a small reassuring smile, “Okay,” you nod, backing away slowly, “the off switch is on the back.”
“What?”
“The bots, their off switch is on the back,” turning the corner, you take deep breaths, slowly the world goes slower again. Only to have a wave of sour invade your taste buds.
Covering your mouth, you run to the trash can. Spilling your guts out like a foghorn. Silently praying these are real garbish bags and not just for the exam.
“Time’s up!” the voice hero calls out, a loud alarm following his announcement.
Freezing, your eyes widen, trying to no avail to mentally count how many points you have. Let’s just hope it’s enough… the encouragement and confidence your family whispered into you slowly seeping away.
A/N: what u think?????????? LET ME KNOW
in the next chapter you can expect;
— some domestic stuff
— just very nice family fluff <3
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03 | what, oh, what will the results be
SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.
PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader
WORD COUNT → 1.2 k
SERIE MASTERLIST → PREVIOUS | NEXT
“YOU WILL GET IN, just wait and see.” mum reassures for the umpteenth time this past week and a half. The unease not coming off your face as you shove another chip in your mouth.
Zapping to the next channel, “We don’t know that.” you deny, shaking your head. A warm hand gently rubs your head, “Of course we do. You went in, got points, helped a boy out in spite of your own points. That must count for something.”
“Yeah, a loss of points.”
A frown now etching on the mature women face, “Never regret your decisions.”
“I don’t. I would have done the same thing again,” slapping your hands over your face, “I just want them to give the results already, this is agony.” you groan, dragging your hands down your face.
“( Y/N )! ( Y/N )! O’Ne-chan!”
Your brother runs into the room, almost slamming against the trophy case as he does so. Falling to his knees by the slip of his socks he holds up an envelope, “It came in, it came in the mail!”
Raising a brow at him, he shoves the letter so far up your face you can’t even read it. Wiping your salted fingers on your joggers. Before taking it from his grasp, the red wax is melted to the press of the heroic school stamping the letter to a close.
Taking it all in, you wonder how the Hell they fitted everything you need from this envelope, “It’s so… small.” you mumble.
“Maybe they send the big letter later?” mum tries. Which ( b/n ) nods to, “They do, they send in video chatters now, and a paper for your hero costume.”
Nodding, you swallow thickly. Not that surprised by ( b/n ) knowledge on how the school works; as it is his current hyper fixation. Taking out the metal chatter, placing it on the coffee table you look among your small family, “Everyone ready?”
“Just do it already, I can’t hold it anymore!” your brother burst out. Taking a deep breath you move your hand to make U.A. decision known and taking you out of your misery. Only to have your hand be grasped gently, “Honey,”
You could already envision what she would say; We got this, no matter what. We will find a way to make it, together, as a family.
“you are going to be an amazing hero.” she said, it was a refreshingly positive statement. It was so her. Still, her soft smile and nervous eyes make it known that she is just as unsure as you feel right now.
Squeezing her hand, a small reassuring smile tucks up your lips, “I guess we will see.” you mumble. As ( b/n ) presses the video on; a bright light comes emitted from it, the number one hero is now virtually present in your living room.
“It’s All Might!” ( b/n ) all call out in surprise. Before he waves his hands around, shushing us, while he was the only one screaming at his appearance.
Deciding against responding, you all focus back on the virtual hero, “I am here as a projection!” he calls out, moving back to be in a better frame, “Actually I came to this town to work at U.A.”
“All Might will be your teacher!”
Biting your lip, you stay silent to hear his next words, “You passed your written exam with flying colours, placing in the top ten by doing so.” he reveals.
Making all your brows raise at the statement, definitely not having expected a high ranking with how badly you felt you did it, “That’s already one.” mum whispers rubbing your shoulders.
“At the physical exam you managed to get twenty-three villain points,” All Might continues, making your shoulders falter at his less than optimistic tone, “sadly that is not enough.”
Tears are ready to spill out of your eyes at his statement, as your brother sits frozen and mum is at a loss of words, “But worry not!” he calls out, smiling at the camera and by extension you.
“You saved a young man, bringing him to safety when he could not get himself there.” the yellow-haired man reminds you, wiping your eyes you nod at the words being spoken, “Such an act of heroism is exactly what we look for at U.A. So, indeed we have a system in place for moments like these.”
Making your head snap back up, “Your heroic actions will be rewarded by forty-nine points.” the man smiles. Revealing a tv from behind him, “Bringing your grand total to seventy-four points.”
Holding in your breath, your mother holds even tighter to your shoulders, as the hero reveals a list of names that are forge into you. Villain and rescue points are next to each other showing the grand total.
“That’s you!” ( b/n ) calls out, the tears freely falling from his cheeks as he points at your name standing next to the number three.
Letting the camera panned back to the symbol of peach, he holds his hand out to you, “Welcome to U.A, Young ( l/n )-Shojo.”
Staying silent for a moment, all of you taking in the rollercoaster that just happened. Busting out in tears, you wipe them away as best as you can with your brother clinging to you. Now letting out a wail of relief himself, “I got in!” you cried.
“You did it!”
Wrapping your arms around him, you press a kiss to the top of his head, “And we should celebrate.” the voice of your mother says.
Turning to her, she holds a blue and yellow iced cake, “How—” you start to ask, “I just knew.” she smiled, the same previously identified as unsure eyes are actually more sure than anything.
Placing the plates down as she starts cutting the cake, “If you two clean up the snacks and letter, I will get the cake ready.” she offers.
Nodding, both of you jump up. Closing the chips, you take the video chip from the table. Opening the trophy case, you move your team picture a bit back, “Move it.” you mumble to the gymnastic trophy, placing the metal on it.
Letting your brother place the letter behind it, letting the red stamp take the stage. Sighing happily, the two of you move back, closing the glass closet.
Walking on air as you zoom back to the table. Letting your brother catch up at his own time as you start eating the delicious cake. Taking a seat next to you, he opens his notebook. Pulling you into his world, “I got some designs ready for your hero suit! You can definitely add some things but I think this will work best for the summer. For winter we definitely need to think of something else—”
The older women looked over her two children, smiling gently as she watches her firstborn not along to her younger brother. Wiping the blue icing off her cheek.
Letting her slip into a serenity, finally completely content with how everything is in their little three-member family.
“Mum?” You ask, making the women blink a couple of times before she is grounded back, Mum? You still there?” ( b/n ) asks, stuffing his mouth full of cake.
“Yeah,” nodding as she lovingly strokes your head, “just watching my babies.” mum coos. Making your nose crinkle, “We are not babies!”
“You will always be my baby.”
A/N: WE GOT INTO UA, WE GOT INTO UA, *boogie boogie* what u think?????????? LET ME KNOW
in the next chapter you can expect;
- THE FIRST DAY OF UA,
- AND BAKUHOES INTRODUCTION!!!!!!
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04 | the start of something
SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.
PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader
WORD COUNT → 1.1 k
SERIE MASTERLIST → PREVIOUS | NEXT
HALTING IN FRONT OF the massive school, you take a deep breath. Unable to suppress the smile from forming on your face.
“Hey, point stealer.”
Turning your gaze from the building to the voice. A smile on a yellow-haired boy with a lighting bolt dyed in his hair, “You were just too slow.” you smile at him. Passing you, he walks up the steps, turning back as you don’t follow, “Are you coming?”
Blinking you nod, taking a few quick steps. Standing straight again, “Yeah, I’m ( l/n ).” you tell him.
“Kaminari Denki, here.” he winks, smiling cheekily at you. Making you feel a lot less nervous, “The school is huge!” he calls out, as we move through the building.
“Why are the doors so big?” he asks back, “Maybe there are very tall students.” you offer, very much so aware that there are people with mutation quirks that makes some very tall.
Sliding the door open, you make your way into the class room. There aren’t a lot of students yet. What is enough of is an authorial voice, “Take your feet off this desk now. You are already disrespecting this academy.” a vaguely recognisable boy say punctuating his statement by chopping the air as at spiky blond has his feet on the table, whom does not seem to care about his comment at all.
“You are kidding me, right? You old school put a stick up your ass, or were you born with it?” two things were confirmed by his response. One, he indeed does not give a shit. And, two, he has a really nice voice.
Tilting your head you glance back at the blue-haired boy, it finally clicking where you remember him from. That’s four eyes who roasted the shit out of the fanboy. Moving to the two boys, you smiled at him, “Hey, I saw you at the entrance exam.”
Effectively stopping his chopping, looking up to you he pushes his glasses up his nose, “I’m ( l/n ).” you introduce yourself, setting your bag onto a desk.
“Iida Tenya, from Soumei Private Academy.” he bows, bowing back at him. Before standing straight again, “Soumei, huh? So, you must think you’re better than me? I’m going to have fun tearing you a new one.” the blond declares, making mental gymnastics that even your can’t follow.
Making Iida gasp as he takes a step back, “You would threaten me? Your own classmate? Are you sure you’re in the right place?” he questiones.
Blinking at the interaction, you look at the boy, “Well, it is nice to meet you. I went to Oda Mikio.” you wave off, not wanting to dread on what your school was known for, “It was so funny with the lights and the roasting. It was hilarious.”
“The roasting?”
“Yeah, about the boy who kept muttering. Chubby cheeks, green hair, fanboying over Present Mic.” you say, trying to jog his memory. Making the boy nodded, “It was fair criticism to have for the number one heroic academy. But he saw something I did not, he is far more superior student than me.”
“If you say so.” you shrug taking your seat. Not quite sure what he is going on about. More people trickle in as time goes on, “You went to Oda Mikio?”
Glancing back at the stunning purple-haired girl. Catching the cool ear phone jacks ears loops, as you nod, “Aren’t you suppose to go to Hashimoto Daiki Private High then?” she asks, which says enough about how much your school reputation follows.
Before you could even answer, Iida moved to the door chopping his arm as he declares to the green-haired muttering fanboy, Midoriya that he is superior. While a girl gets the same boy all flustered by simply speaking to him.
“If you are just here to make friend you can pack up your stuff now.” an extra voice says from the hallway. Making your brows furrow at the lack of body, until they drop down to a bright yellow sleeping bag.
Gaining everyone's attention at the sudden interruption of the flow, “Welcome to U.A.’s hero course.” he announces, taking a sip from what seems to be a juice box.
“It took eight seconds for you all to shut up, that is not going to work. Time is precious, rational students would understand that.” he continues, stepping out of the bag as he looks over the class.
Furrowing your brows you look over the older man trying to figure out who he is. If he works here he must be a pro hero, “Hello, I am Aizawa Shota, your teacher.”
“Right, let’s get to it.” he continues, not skipping a beat as he pulls out a gym uniform for his mobile bed. How many things does he have in there?
“Put these on, and head outside.”
A/N: AIZAWA-SENSEI STOLE THE SHOW, I KNOW HE DID. HE IS THE FUCKING SHIT… ;P SKBSKBS, i’m sorry. what did you think? let me know ur thoughts!
- also as clarification oda mikio is a all girls junior high known to produce top gymnasts. most don’t know the intergecies of it, but when there is a top gymnast they must have gone to oda mikio and the proceeded to to go to hashimoto daiki for high school; that’s just the way it is.
- i made this school for some extra’s and also because i didn’t want her to be in school with any of the members ( which will explain things in the next chapter; )
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▸ cloudy nights | aizawa shouta
⤷ when a bright and loud girl comes into the 1-A classroom many old repressed memories already arise. he knows it can’t be him even with how quirks have evolve yet in the same moment aizawa promises himself he will not let history repeat itself
BAKUGOU KATSUKI
▸ oi, oi, oi | 0.7 k
⤷ as ( y/n ) impersonates the godly voice from one of her classmates that for some unknown reason drives them absolutely crazy, only to be overheard by said boom-boom boi
▸ you are delusional | 0.6 k
⤷ whenever a new person approaches your boyfriend confessing to him you don’t really bother until he inevitably screams at them and you go over there and make sure no one gets — physically or emotionally — hurt
▸ we don’t have time for this | 0.7 k
⤷ normally he is a simp in private but for a change explosion boy is a softy for his girlfriend in public
▸ be my ( fake ) girlfriend | 2.9 k
⤷ when the bakusquad ‘challenges’ bakugou by simply stating that no one would date him; he knows he can’t get a girlfriend in one afternoon so he asks the only girl he knows to be his fake girlfriend for the day. easy right?
▸ after care | blurb
⤷ about after care with baku-bitch
▸ it’s okay | 0.5k
⤷ telling someone about your sexuality is always scary. telling your boyfriend isn’t any different.
▸ canary | series
⤷ ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd
▸ i like your style | jirou kyoka
⤷ in which ( y/n ) asks her classmate with a very cool style out to the dance
▸ showing fake love | kaminari denki
⤷ as his friends keep egging him on about this ( s/o ) from “a diffrent class” they want to see them/meet them. not being able to admit it was all a lie, he points at a random person hoping everything will go well
KIRISHIMA EIJIRO
▸ unicorn | 0.5 k
⤷ was it very logical to have your shirt off in the middle of class? no, not really. but would you hate yourself if you missed it? hell, yes
TODOROKI SHOUTO
▸ hold on | 0.4 k
⤷ cuddling with your boyfriend on a hot night
▸ april fools | 0.3 k
⤷ todoroki tries his failed april fools joke again but this time with his classmate
▸ lost in japan | 1.3 k
⤷ moving to a foreign country where you don’t know the way, the people or the language was a lot harder then you expect. lucky for you, a handsome stranger is willing to land you a hand… without crushing it
▸ speechless | 1.4 k
⤷ the three times you don’t talk and the one time you do
▸ cold showers | 0.4 k
⤷ showers with your icy-hot boyfriend are pretty cold
MULTI!CHARACTERS
▸ love language
⤷ what i think these boys their love languages are
includes | amajiki, bakugou, hawks, shinsou, todoroki
▸ consent | bakusquad
⤷ what the bakusquad does in ways of making sure you are okay; aka how do they communicate consent.
includes | ashido, bakugou, jirou, kaminari, kirishima, sero
▸ consent | dekusquad
includes | asui, iida, midoriya, uraraka, todoroi
▸ white day / valentines date
⤷ what they would plan for white day/ valentines
includes | shirakumo oboro
𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂.
ಌ including : k. bakugou x fem!reader
ಌ genre: fluff
summary: katsuki hears your singing voice for the first time..
(lets pretend y/n sung this): UTAtoHIBIKI by: hiroyuki sawano
Minutes earlier you had texted katsuki you would be free for a movie date night, that thought must've slipped your mind wile the steam of the shower filled your bathroom. Not hearing the keys rattling in your apartments door, just singing your heart away in the shower. Not even hearing katsu call out for you, the hot water of the shower somehow soothed aches all over your body.
You hummed in content the suds of soap running down your body as you finished up, your singing filling the walls of the bathroom as you turned off the nozzel of the shower. Leaving katsuki to follow the sound of your voice, leading him to your shut bathroom door. It was as if it was a siren pulling him into the depths of the ocean, he followed without any hesitance in his steps. Then he just waited by your door for you to come out, not wanting to disturb your concert he just sat in silence listening to your silky voice fill his ears.
Soon after you stepped out of the bathroom, wearing one of his shirts. Still humming the same tune to the song you were singing, not even noticing Katsuki until your cat went behind you to curl its tail around the blonde's legs. "Oh I'm sorry kats, I wasn't in there long was I?" He shook his head before asking, "Who the hell taught you to sing like that?" You giggled in embarrassment, "I uhm, I've always was able to sing like that. I guess I just never really did." You explained, before feeling katsuki grab your hand and pull you into your bedroom. "H-hey Kats? I thought we were watching the movie in the living room-" "Change of plans, besides I just want your touch right now." He stated, mumbling the last bit.
He let you settle into bed before, resting his head on your thighs. A light blush coating his cheeks, you smiled softly at his actions running your hand through his hair. The other cupping his cheek, "You shoulda told me you could sing that well dork." He mumbled, "Well I mean I didn't think you'd be interested.." You explainned trailing off, people in passing have told you your voice is nice, however it would do you and everyone some good to shut up.
You never told katsuki about this since you didn't like concerning him with personal problems, but he always did figure them out eventually. Looking up at you, he saw the pain swirling in your pupils. "Hey, listen I don't give two fucks about people think of your voice. You shouldn't ether they can fuck right off for all I care, but don't let those extras get to you. Okay?" You nodded with a soft smile, blushing as you felt him kiss the inside of your palm. You loved how katsuki took his time with you, always making sure you didn't go a day without him actively showing his love for you. Moments like these made you so happy that you enrolled at UA. "
Now what was that song you were singing in there?"
their reactions to seeing your selfharm scars for the first time
prompt: “you didn’t expect them to burst into your dorm room so suddenly.”
includes: eijirou kirishima, katsuki bakugo
word count: 1.1k
warnings: TW!!! self harm in the form of cutting, some light swearing, mention of depression, mental health struggles
a/n:!!! HEY EVERYONE !!! i owe you a big, fat, apology, which i, sadly, cannot offer you. yes, i disappeared off of tumblr for a good few months with no other excuse that my mental health had gone to shit and i couldn’t write anything good. so whilst i work on the asks that have (kind of) piled up, have these short headcannons.
eijirou kirishima
it was saturday evening
you had told your boyfriend that you were planning on staying in bed and watching netflix all evening
which you did!!
but not because you enjoyed it
you had been stuck in bed, only getting out to attend classes
no matter how desperately you wanted to meet up with your friends and hang out with them, your depression held you back.
so now you ended up in this endless loop of feeling worthless you weren’t doing anything, but having no energy to do anything
your last resort was harming yourself
it felt like the only thing in your life that you had any control over
even just remotely
you felt you needed the feeling of control, expecting to feel better after you did it
which was never the case
so here you were again, saturday evening, hunched over your sink, blood dripping down your arm into it
kirishima had said he was going to go on a party tonight, so the last thing you expected was hearing your dorm room open, shortly followed by the footsteps of eijirou approaching your bathroom
“y/n?”
you froze, frantically trying to rinse the blood away and pull your sweater down
you then turned to him, hoping you were fast enough, but judging by his face, it was far too late
“k-kiri.. i-”
you didn’t get to finish what you wanted to say - not that you had an excuse prepared anyway - because he pulled you into a hug
“i’m so sorry i didn’t realise this sooner.” was all he said before pulling away, hands on your shoulders
“will you please let me see?”
your eyes filled with tears, your heart filling with regret upon hearing the shakiness in his voice, nodding your head slightly
he then gently pulled your sleeves up, letting out a soft sigh but without wasting any more time reaching for the first aid kit, pulling out some stuff to wrap you up
you didn’t speak, too afraid to say the wrong thing in this moment
when he was done, he pulled you to your bed and laid down on it, pulling you down with him and hugging you
you finally loosened up that moment, all emotions taking over you and you proceeded to just cry into his chest
he just tightened his arms around you and let you cry it out
“i don’t know what drove you to do this, but i’m sorry i couldn’t be there for you.”
you immediately shook your head
“don’t apologise, ei. you couldn’t have known. it’s my fault for not reaching out-”
he immediately shushed you
“what we’re not going to do is blame ourselves for something that none of us could prevent, alright? what we’re going to do is work on getting you better, okay? i can’t stand seeing my baby in pain.”
you sniffled and simply nodded
you better believe he kept his word when he said he wanted to help you get better.
katsuki bakugou
unlike kirishima, katsuki actually knew that you had been struggling with depression
he just didn’t know about the selfharm part
but nonetheless, check-ups on you when you went silent for a few days weren’t rare.
today was one of those not-so-rare days, in which all you could do was wait around until the day was over
as far as you were aware, katsuki was meeting kirishima in the city today, which was why you weren’t expecting a check-up today
so, just as you were walking out of the bathroom after harming yourself again, you were surprised to hear a knock on the door
“oi, it’s katsuki. you in there, y/n?”
fuck
you were lucky you just finished cleaning up
“y-yeah! come in, kats” you proceeded to call out, sitting down on your unmade bed
he barged in, permanent scowl on his face
“i told you to open the windows every once in a while, didn’t i?”
he scoffed, opening said window, so some fresh air finally found its way inside
he then finally looked at you, furrowing his brows
“you look more tired than usual. what happened?” he asked, voice noticeably softer than before
you instantly shook your head
“nothing happened... i just didn’t get enough sleep, that’s all.”
he sighed, dropping the subject and nodding
“okay then. i’m staying the night tonight.”
“uh, excuse me? aizawa might literally kill you-”
he shrugged and laid down on the bed, hand in one hand, the other arm sprawled out
he always claimed it was just comfy but you knew it was always a silent invitation to cuddle
and you were not about to pass up that opportunity
you laid down on his arm, obviously
considering it was kinda late already, and the fact that you had been crying prior to katsuki’s arrival, you felt your eyes grow heavy nearly immediately
he was just scrolling through his instagram feed so it was silent for the most part, only chatter from the outside of your dorm sometimes audible
yes, you didn’t take long to fall asleep
also yes, katsuki was very worried - he knew something was up but he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly
he tried shrugging it off, putting his phone away and also trying to sleep
although he struggled a little, he managed to fall asleep
not for long though,
for some unexplainable reason he woke up at 4am, sighing and sitting up
he knew he would no longer be able to fall asleep again, saving himself the torture of turning 294 times in bed to no avail and grabbing his phone
before he could open any app he furrowed his brows, feeling something damp on his arm
he used the light from his phone to check
and it was blood
that had his eyes widening
he immediately looked at your sleeping form, eyes scanning over your figure until they stopped at your arm, a gasp escaping his mouth at the sight of your sleeve being covered in blood
“y/n, get up, you’re bleeding.”
he tried his best to hide how hurt he was
you peeled your eyes open, whining a little before registering what he said
“i’m what?”
“you’re bleeding.”
you immediately looked down at your arm, cursing under your breath
fuck.
he wasn’t meant to find out
especially not like this
when you didn’t make a move to get up, he sighed and pulled you out of bed himself
he dragged you to the bathroom wordlessly and pulled your stained hoodie off of you
he cleaned your wounds and patched you up
when he was finished, he pulled you into a hug
a hug
the last thing you expected
you expected everything
you expected him to yell, maybe even blow things up out of anger
but he wordlessly hugged you
“i’m sorry i wasn’t there to help you earlier.”
but he was there to help now, and he sure did.
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Katsuki Bakugou x Reader "Warm Hands". Period comfort!
I died today exams are coming up and my body decided that I must suffer, endometriosis is no joke. PERIOD COMFORT.
Katsuki was never one for comfort, partly because he never really got it himself so giving it was like standing in cold water. The first time you and Katsuki were together during your period you kept to yourself not wanting to bother him with your mood swings.
He quickly caught on blowing it off as you having an off week. The second time around he was a little more observant noticing how you got more upset over simple work and how you seemed to always have a stomach ache in class.
One Ill fated day you ran out of pads quickly running to Momo giving her a knowing look, she handed you her bag as you ran off. That was only the start of your shitty day. The pills you took to kill your cramps had worn off so now you're suffering in class. Things took a turn for the worse after lunch when whatever the cafeteria food seemed to kill your stomach.
Back in class holding your stomach you left for the bathroom holding your stomach as your lunch betrayed you. After a few minutes of suffering on the bathroom floor, apparently Aizawa felt the need to send Momo to check on you. She helped you up and to recovery girl, not that she could do much but let you rest.
After class Katsuki made his way to the nurses office, seeing you curled in a ball with a bottle of pain killers next to you "The hell happened to you?" He spoke in a rather mean tone but you could still feel the sincerity of his words "Cramps" you said sitting up wrapping your hands around his waist. After a few minutes you grab his hand and get up.
He walks you back to your dorm letting you lean most of your body weight on him most the walk there. Not having any food in your system you felt your body weaken using what little energy you had to lay down. Katsuki watches you curl in a ball a soft yet concerning look still ligers. "I'll make you some soup. Don't die while I'm gone" he says gruffly placing a kiss on your head
When he returns he has a tray with soup, some warm tea and chocolate? You look up at him a bit confused "Why the chocolate?" You say still slightly dazed. "Im not a complete moron.. plus I ran into Momo and she told me" he says the second half is almost incoherent.
You look up at him with a smile holding his rather warm hands to your cold ones. The blissful moment is rudely interrupted by the feeling of a cramp in your lower stomach. Clenching your stomach holding back the tears that had been compiled caused by the many cramps and stress of the day.
A slight groan manages to escape your lips as you feel the side if you bed sink in next to you. Not saying anything you feel your boyfriend pull you towards him. "Where does it hurt" he says avoiding your slightly confused gaze you place his hands on your lower stomach leaning into his touch.
One main up side of Katsuki's quirk was his body radiated more heat then the average person, more so in his hands. "Thank you" you say slowly dozing off.
When you awake you feel your boyfriend's hands still wrapped around you. You walk to the bathroom taking care of yourself. When you come back Katsuki is still asleep so you crawl back on the bed laying in his lap.
The day continues with one similar to the one before.
Sorry this one was a little weird and shorter than I wanted. I'm tired, sick and sleepy but wanted to write this.
Requests are open!
Tenya Iida x Reader
" No need to worry "
I have testing anxiety so here we are me writing this junk and you reading it. Remember not to overwhelm yourself study, sleep eat, you'll do great!
Tenya was a man whose mind was literally like a machine, he tried his best to keep everything to a strict schedule, he had set times to study, eat, sleep everything. Your rather unfortunate sleeping and eating habits worried him. A few months ago you collapsed during training because of exhaustion and lack of nutrition. This resulted in a rightfully worried boyfriend. He made you stick with his schedule for at least a week to ensure you ate and slept properly. You had to admit it was nice to be around him more but old habits are hard to break. Exams were soon and coming along with that is the stress of keeping up, admittedly you were top 10 within your class but that only added to the pressure to maintain that.
Zoned out, in your dorm starting at a math worksheet you feel a hand on your shoulder "You look like you're confused" Tenya says now sitting next to you. "Shit sorry, I didn't hear you. I just zoned out it's okay." You say sitting up and placing your hands back on your work. Tenya walked away grabbing a paper bag not speaking.
He picks up the many cans of energy drinks, scratch paper and small snacks wrappings littered around your work space. "When was the last time you ate, properly." He says looking at the bag of trash, with little to no trace of any real food. "I-uh don't remember.." you say looking down placing your hands in your lap picking at your nails. After a few seconds of awkward silence you picked up you pencil looking back at your homework and notebooks.
Keeping your eyes open was harder than you'd like to admit. Tenya looks at you not a look of disappointment like you had thought but rather concern. "I don't think you need me explaining how bad that is." He says his voice is full of concern as he places his hand towards you signaling to you to get up, you grab his hand feeling an overwhelming wave in dizziness stumbling falling towards Tenya. He Catches you cupping your face "I'll make you some food, go sit down. No more work for tonight."
You look at him a pouty look just as you go to protest his offer he places a finger of your lips "Your great, at everything. You're stressing out and overthinking all of this, that's why it feels more complicated. So sit down and let me make you something" You look at him small tears forming in your eyes, feeling Tenya's hands on your face. You look away from his gaze not wanting him to see you cry. "Hey now, no need to hide your face" you feel his thumbs wiping away your tears. "I- don't want to lose my spot and fall behind" you say voice shaking leaning into his touch.
After a few minutes you sit on the bed looking at the floor as Tenya uses the microwave in your dorm to make you a semi-proper meal. He looks over at you picking your nails. As he walks over he finds one of many of your little fidget toys placing it in your hands along with a water bottle placed next to your bed. "No more studying, it's late. Just eat this then try to sleep okay?"
He walks away returning with your food. "You didn't have to do all this I would've been fine" you say looking up at him food in hand "That's the biggest lie I've heard all day" he spits rather coldly but can tell he's genuinely worried about you. After you eat your food you can still feel Tenya's concerned gaze lingering. "You've eaten and had water, so I think it's best for me to go-" he's cut off by you wrapping your hands around him "h-hey! Please let go" he says trying to pull you away
"I know I've already caused you problems but please stay" you say looking up at him, it was rare Mr. Class Rep ever did anything like this. It's not like your relationship was a secret he just didn't want anyone getting the wrong idea. Despite his protest eventually he agrees to stay. He sits on your bed, you next to him. You place your head on his lap causing a small but sudden flinch. "If you are that worried about your grade you can always ask me for help, I don't want you doing this it's unhealthy and you know that very well. My love.. I love you so rely on me " you feel your face go warm sure if the fact you probably look like a flustered mess he had always tried to be less uptight with you and feeling just how much he meant his words was comforting. "I- love you too" You look at him sitting up and placing a kiss on his lips then cuddling into him feeling yourself drift off.
This was shorter than I wanted but whatever. Requests are open! I try to write when and where I can but I got exams tomorrow 💀