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HELLO LAD AND JJK GIRLIES!!
I really want to write one of those multiple scenario things where people request prompts and then I write them all but nobody has requested any. Can someone request some? Better yet!! Lemme make a poll.....
Do you want a JJK or LADS multiple scenarios fic?
Jujutsu Kaisen
Love and Deepspace
Feel free to request something after you vote in the poll tee hee <3
Scenario of a parent-teacher thing with Midoriya & his mom and sometime during it Midoriya accidentally calls All Might “dad” (set after his hero retirement)
Parent-teacher conferences were never a pleasurable time for Midoriya. Every year he’d sit there with his mother and be forced to listen to the teacher sugar-coat things. Not about his academics, as they’ve always been pretty good, but about other things. Like how Midoriya had no friends. Or how he struggled to pay attention in class when there was major hero action earlier that day. Things like that.
But that was all before he attended UA. Now, Midoriya sat there and listened to Aizawa and Toshinori explain how greatly he’s improved in all aspects of both his quirk use and academics. They had basically only good things to say about his duration in class 1-A.
It was shocking to both Midoriya and his mother, who seemed to be close to tears with how happy she was hearing how well her son was doing in the new school.
As they were leaving, Inko couldn’t stop herself. She vigorously shook the two teachers’ hands, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks. Her smile was bright, blinding almost, as she thanked them both.
“You’ve done so much for my Izuku, I can’t thank you enough!”
Aizawa didn’t say anything, simply bowing and stepping back into the classroom to prepare for the next student. Toshinori, on the other hand, was held there by Inko’s strong grip and even stronger smile.
There was a blush on Toshinori’s face, still not sure if he deserved so much praise since he was also the reason Midoriya had gotten in trouble at UA but he smiled anyway. “Your son is a fine young man. He’ll grow up to be a great hero,” he said sincerely.
Those are the words that both Inko and Izuku, despite hearing them a few times in the recent months, have not gotten used to. They struck a chord deep in each of their hearts.
They were the words that seemed to push Inko over the edge, the tears flowing. But for once, they weren’t sad or scared tears. They were joyous.
Not knowing what to do, Toshinori stood there with his eyes wide and mouth agape, hands flying through the air as he stuttered to think of what to say. Before he could say anything, though, Izuku had wrapped his arms around his waist impulsively and pulled him into a bone-crushing hug.
“Thank you dad.”
It was barely a whisper but all three of them had heard it. They all froze, none daring to move and all trying to process what Izuku had just said.
Unwrapping his arms from the other’s waist, Izuku took a few steps back. “I…t-that’s not…um” he fumbled for a reason, an excuse, something to explain why he just said that but nothing came to mind. Inko’s gaze traveled to Toshinori, trying to gauge the hero’s reaction.
After a few more moments of uncertainty, Toshinori chuckled and stepped forward. He placed a hand on Midoriya’s shoulder, the younger jumping slightly but looking up at his mentor.
There was a small smile on Toshinori’s face, one that told Izuku that it was okay. He gave a small nod and Midoriya’s eyes lit up.
There were no more words between the two of them but the silence between them spoke loudly.
Thoughts? //1dhq*tumblr*com/post/173804061644/laynefaire-i-was-reading-an-article-from-variety#notes
I’ve talked about this before so I’m not sure what else there is to say? I linked to this article in my post talking about how Louis would most likely not be dropped and I’ve discussed that there are release guarantees - and that I wondered if that was why MY was buried, that it had to be released as to not breach contract but beyond that no support was needed.
Unless you’ve got a particular question I don’t have anything to add.
Oh except that I recommend the full article there's discussion about what would happen if the label is the one to breach to contract and how an artist v label lawsuit could play out. Ultimately the label holds the cards.
Hi! I’m new and I was wondering if I could get a scenario with Todoroki, Kirishima, and Bakugou where their s/o has to do a report and they a deathly afraid of people’s reactions and ends up getting a rude comment at the end as she is leaving.
Todoroki knew there was something wrong when his partner first walked up to the front of the classroom, papers clenched tightly in their fists. However, he also knew that there was nothing he could do but look at them and soften his features in hopes of calming them. At first it seemed to work. They smiled slightly and took a deep breath before beginning their speech.
It was a little rough, Todoroki would admit. However, he didn’t blame them for that. Public speaking is hard and he understood that. In the end he was just proud of his partner for getting up their and trying their best.
“My two year old sister could give a better speech than that!” someone had screamed from the back of the classroom. He saw his partner visibly tense as they started walking back to their seat. Their hands started to shake and Todoroki could tell that they were trying to hold back some tears.
He looked at the teacher expectantly but they didn’t do anything and more kids began to laugh and say things of their own. It was unacceptable and he was begining to become angry.
Without realizing it, his quirk had activated, dropping the temperature in the room quickly. The students in the room started to shiver and Todoroki looked towards the back of the room at the student who spoke up first.
“How about I freeze your tongue? That way you’ll have to talk out of your ass. It wouldn’t sound much different than you do now.”
The room got quiet as everyone started to stare at Todoroki. Even the professor was shocked silent. After a minute of staring at the other student, who couldn’t think of any response to make, He took a deep breath and turned back around, warming up the room.
He glanced at his partner, noticing that they were looking at him with wide eyes from across the room. A small smile graced his lips to assure them that everything was okay.
–
Public speaking has never been an issue for Kirishima but he’s always been understanding and supportive of the fact that some people struggle with it. As his partner was giving their speech, he was proud of them. They were overcoming a fear and that’s the most important thing in their mind.
When they delivered their last line and looked up from their note cards, Kirishima started clapping loudly. It was a courtesy thing for everyone who was giving speeches but he was making extra noise, a way of telling his partner how good they did and how proud he was.
“Why is he clapping so much?” he heard one of the classmates say.
“Yeah, it was so bad I fell asleep.”
“I would’ve slept but their stuttering jolted me back awake,” another laughed.
Kirishima was growing annoyed but he kept control, knowing exactly how to deal with people like them.
“What are you afraid of?” he asked the group of students without turning around to look at them.
“Um?”
“What?”
He turned around to look at them, smirking a little at how confused they seemed. “What are you guys afraid of? Heights? Bugs? The dark? Because I can make you face your fears and laugh at how loud you scream if you want. But if you don’t want to do that, then I suggest you keep your mouths shut about (name) and focus on your own faults, ‘kay?” His voice was cheery but his smile was devious. The other three looked at him with wide eyes but said nothing more.
Accomplished, Kirishima watched his partner walk back to their desk, a small blush on their cheeks.
–
Bakugou wasn’t even in his partner’s class. However, after hearing that they had to give a speech during on of their classes, he knew he had to be there, especially after what happened last time.
Thankfully, the professors didn’t care that he was there. He doubts they even noticed an extra body in the room. Even if they did know, it didn’t matter to him.
As his partner stood at the front of the room, they looked around and noticed the blonde sitting there. They looked shocked but tried to maintain their composure. Bakugou didn’t say or do anything, just sat at the desk with his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.
In his opinion, the speech went well. It wasn’t great, sure, but no one ever gave good speeches. They were all boring and monotone and he found himself zoning out after many of them. But no one said anything during the other speeches and he thought that the other students were smart enough not to say anything after his partner’s speech.
But people are idiots and Bakugou knew he shouldn’t expect anything less.
“Wow, could they have stuttered any more?”
“Right?! What was their speech even about? I fell asleep at the first word!”
With every passing remark Bakugou could feel his rage grow. It kept building up but he didn’t bother suppressing it at all. While they were talking, Bakugou spun in his seat and blew up the desk directly behind him, which happened to be the desk of the student who made the first comment.
The noise and heat from the explosion caused everyone in the room to freeze and look at him. He didn’t care about them, however. Slowly, he raised his head to look at the student, a dangerous glint in his eyes. “Oi, do you want to die?” he asked, voice calm but their was something dark in the tone that sent a shiver down the other’s spine.
The student gulped and looked away. “N-no.”
“Then how about you worry about not wetting your pants instead of saying that bullshit, ya got it?”
There was no verbal response, only the other nodding quickly. Bakugou stood and started to walk to the door, giving his partner a side glance before he stopped to address the other students again. “Don’t think I won’t come back if I hear you saying shit like that again.”
So, how about a scenario where Kirishima, Iida, and Midoriya (seperately) save their crush who isn't studying to become a hero from a lackey of the League of Villains? How would they react afterwards, would they encourage them to become a hero to be safer or confess before it's too late? Crush can be in Gen. Ed. or Support
The feeling of concrete hitting Kirishima’s back caused him to grunt out in pain but he held strong, body covering the one person he wants to protect more than anything. His arms tightened around them, making sure that he covered them fully so that none of the debris was hitting them. When a particularly large slab connected with his back, he stumbled slightly but refused to go down. There was only so much he could take though and he knew that he was coming to his limit.
Thankfully, he didn’t have to wait much longer before the pressure on his back was constant and not pounding on him anymore, indicating that the damage has been done. With little struggle, he managed to push the debris off of them and stumbled out of the wreckage, carrying the other bridal style close to his chest.
Neither said a word at first as Kirishima walked them over to the ambulance, letting the paramedics check both of them out first. They were given a fairly clean bill of health, minus a lot of scratches and bruises and left the two of them alone.
The silence was tangible at first and the other just watched as Kirishima averted his eyes from them, his fingers tapping against his crossed arms. It was uncharacteristic of him to be so quiet and they didn’t know how to handle him like this. Just as they were about to open their mouth to apologize, Kirishima spoke up.
“You scared me.”
They were just three simple words. Three words that sent a stabbing pain through the other’s chest. They frowned and looked up at Kirishima, whom they found to be staring back at them with a soft look, which wasn’t what they expected. “I-I’m sorry…” they said in a quiet voice that seemed to break Kirishima, who rushed forward and engulfed them in a tight hug.
“I’m so glad you’re okay,” he whispered in their ear as his grip tightened. It took a moment before they responded, arms slowly going to wrap around them. “I was afraid I would loose you.”
Their eyes widened at the slight confession before a blush formed on their cheeks, trying and failing to come up with a response. However, before they could, Kirishima pushed them away but kept his hands on their shoulders. “Please be more careful,” he begged with a desperate look in his eyes that they couldn’t help but concede to.
–
The hospital door slammed open, revealing a breathless and concerned Iida, whose eyes scanned the room before landing on the person he’s been worried about ever since he saw the news. “(Name)!” he screamed out with a hint of relief in his voice.
“Oh, hi Iid-oof,” their greeting was cut off by him pulling them into his chest in an awkward and admittedly painful hug due to their various bruises and broken ribs they have received during the encounter with the villains. The hug didn’t last long before he was holding them at arms length, a fierceness in his eyes as he spoke next.
“You had me worried sick! Why did you think you could fight them? You aren’t in the hero course! You can’t be fighting villains!” His voice was loud and his words rushed as he berated them while all they could do was sit and listen to his rambling.
“I didn’t choose to fight them,” they interrupted him with a firm voice that managed to make Iida stop talking so they could continue. “There was nothing I could do so I had to try to defend myself.” They looked down at their bandaged hands and felt tears pricking at their eyes, still shaken by what just happened and that only being exhaspirated by Iida’s worrying and blaming.
Thankfully, the other seemed to catch on that he was doing more harm than good with what he was saying and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, (name), but I want you to be safe.” There was a pause, the silence almost tangible as they didn’t know what to say. “I would like you to consider joining the hero course or at least finding someone to help train you on how to fight.”
His suggestion caught them off guard and they blinked at him, mouth opening to say something when they were cut off by Iida continuing. “You have a strong quirk and you can protect yourself if you know how to use it.”
There was something that he wasn’t saying, something that was hanging in the air and while they didn’t know what exactly it was, it brought a warmth to their chest. Gently, they smiled at him. “Okay.”
–
Midoriya quickly ran through the alleyway with his crush in his arms. His grip on them was tight, making sure that they wouldn’t slip from his grasp as he successfully got them away from the villains that began attacking downtown. When he felt like he was a good distance away, he stopped, breathing slightly labored as he set them down gently. “I think we’re safe now.”
The other didn’t say anything at first, just sinking to the ground and bringing their knees up to their chest, hugging them close to his body. Midoriya looked down at them and felt his heart clench. “A-Are you okay?”
They didn’t speak, only nodding their head with a blank look in their eye. He began to worry and knelt down in front of them, placing a hand on their knee and causing them to jump slightly at the touch. “Hey, it’s okay, I’m here now,” he spoke to them in a reassuring voice, watching as they seemed to come back to their senses.
“Thank you,” they said quietly to which Midoriya only smiled gently, an idea floating through his mind.
“The city is getting more and more dangerous by the day and with you going to UA, no matter what class you’re in, it paints a target on your back.” His words were spoken calmly but there was an underlying fear laced in his voice. “I think you should learn how to fight. I don’t want to force you to or anything but even a little fighting knowledge might come in handy!” he started rambling, stratching the back of his head.
With a sigh, he continued. “I just…don’t want you to get hurt. I don’t know what I would do if you did.” The last sentence was spoke quietly, so quietly in fact that the other almost didn’t catch it. But they had, though they didn’t really know the implications of the words but nodded anyway.
“Only if you teach me,” they mumbled and Midoriya’s face burst out in a blush, muttering incoherent words before clearing his throat and calming down.
“I-I’d love to.”
Can you make a scenario where Bakugou, Todoroki and Kirishima ends inside a closet with his crush because all Class 1- A are playing 7 minutes in heaven?
This is fucking stupid. That was all Bakugou thought about when someone had suggested playing 7 minutes in heaven. He wouldn’t be caught dead playing some childs parlor game.
“Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun!” A familiar voice spoke up among the crowd that caught his attention, turning his head to look at the person who spoke. It was just his luck that the person that he was pining over was the first person to sit in the circle to join the game, though he would never admit that he was pining over them. They just annoyed him less is all, though anyone with two eyes could see that he acts just a tad softer with them than anyone else.
Grumbling, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and sat down in an empty space on the ground on the other side of the circle, keeping his gaze on one of the blank walls. The small crowd of students turned to him with wide eyes, talking about how strange it was that he was joining, but he just ignored them, focusing on the certain pair of eyes on him.
“Alright, let’s get started!” Ashido exclaimed before spinning the bottle in the center, waiting for it to stop. “First person is (name)!”
At their name being called, Bakugou turned to look at them, feeling jealousy in the pit of his stomach, hoping that he would be the next one to be picked despite hating this game. The other simply smiled and spun the bottle while giggling and Bakugou’s eyes followed it spin until it stopped.
Luck seemed to be on his side as it was pointing directly at him.
He looked up at the other and they had a blush on their face but stood up, both of them ignoring the hoots and hollers of the people around them. Before they left the main room to the designated closet, he flipped off the crowd of students, hearing them all laugh at him before he stepped inside the closet with the other.
It was cramped, bodies pressed against each other as Bakugou looked into their eyes before sighing. “We don’t have to fucking do shit if you don’t want to,” he said as a matter of fact, though his mind was telling him that this is what he wanted.
Bakugou was shocked when the other simply smiled before leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his lips before pulling back with a blush on their face. “I mean, we are stuck in here for a while,” they said, voice quiet and obviously nervous. The blonde smirked, planning to take advantage of the time they had together.
–
This is…interesting, Kirishima thought, blushing as he stared at the top of the bottle, which was faced in his direction. All the noises around him started to dull down as his mind couldn’t focus on them, instead trying to calm his racing heart at the implications. The first person the bottle landed on was (name).
Obviously he was the second.
Normally, this wouldn’t be an issue. He’s played this game quite often and was always stuck in the closet with a friend. They would sit there and joke around and make random noises for fun to mess around the people who might be listening in. However, this time was different, because he actually wanted to go in the space with them and play the game “right”.
Kaminari slapped his back as he stood and he caught a thumbs up from both Mina and Sero, flashing them smiles before leaving and following the other to the closet, heart pounding in his chest.
Without even a moment to breath, Kirishima was being shoved into the closet, the door slamming behind him. He didn’t realize how close they were at first but tried to step back once he realized, blushing slightly. “Ah, sorry, I didn’t mean-” he trailed off.
“It’s okay,” they simply responded and an awkward silence fell around them for a moment.
Unable to take the quiet, Kirishima cleared his throat, causing the other to look at him. “S-So, I don’t want to force you to do anything so we can just hang out in here if you want.” He flashed them a reassuring smile and was confused when they just pouted in return. “Is everything okay?”
“No everything is not okay,” they stated. “I get to be stuck in here with you and you won’t even do anything.”
Even more confused, Kirishima just blinked at the other before understanding what they said. “Oh.” Words escaped him so instead he just smiled.
This was bound to be an eventful time.
–
Todoroki didn’t understand the premise of the game. All he knew was that everyone sat in a circle and two people were kicked to go spend seven minutes in a closet together. Doing what, he had no clue, but he still sat down anyway because he had nothing better to do.
Eyes scanning the circle, he saw his crush sitting across from him. They caught his eye and smiled and he couldn’t help but send them a small smile in return.
“Is everyone ready for some Seven Minutes in Heaven?” Hagakure asked excitedly and Todoroki turned his attention to the bottle, which was spun. As it slowed and stopped, he was surprised to see it land on him, a soft oh escaping his lips as he pushed himself to his feet, trying to ignore the snickers of the people around him. He waited in the hall for whomever he would be joined by, eyes widening when he saw his crush walk up to him.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, causing them to laugh lightly.
“I was picked too,” they replied, a blush dusting their cheeks and Todoroki didn’t understand why they were blushing. What happens next? he asked himself.
The closet was warm and they were close together. They looked at him unexpectedly but he still didn’t know what was happening.
“So, what now?” he asked innocently and the other laughed again.
“Have you never played this before?” Just as Todoroki was about to answer, they interrupted, “Wait, no otherwise you wouldn’t have asked. So, the point is to stick two people in a closet together, like we are, and then we’re supposed to, well, kiss and stuff.” As they spoke, their voice got more and more quiet.
“Oh,” was his only response yet again at the meaning of their words. So, he followed the “rules”, leaning in to kiss them on the forehead gently. “Like that?”
They seemed speechless for a moment before they smiled and blushed some more. “Kind of.”
can i ask for a scenario where todoroki, bakugou and kirishima hearing his crush singing and playing the ukulele in the dorms thinking nobody is hearing her?
Todoroki walked through the halls of the dorm building, not really sure where he was going. The only thing he knew was that he needed to clear his head and he figured walking around would do just that. Eyes wandering the empty walls of the halls, his ears picked up a melodic sound coming from somewhere. Curious, he headed in that direction, not realizing at first that he was headed to the girls dorm.
The closer he got, the louder and more beautiful the sound became, heard fluttering at how the notes seemed to grip at something inside of him. And then, accompanying the instrument’s melodic rhythm came the most beautiful voice he’s ever heard. It sounded familiar and it took him a moment before he realized that it was her that was making such beautiful sounds.
His stomach fluttered and his legs pushed him forwards at a quicker pace. He didn’t stop until he was outside of their dorm room, thankfully open, and he leaned against the threshold of the doorway, arms crossed but posture relaxed as he let the music flow through him.
Minutes flew by but it felts as though he was standing there for hours, simply listening to the music, occasionally swaying to the strum of what he thinks is the ukulele. When the song was finished, he couldn’t help but clap lightly, body still entranced by the melody. However, his clap and probably his presence in general startled (f/m) and she jumped, turning around with a squeak.
He watched as a blush bloomed on her face and Todoroki’s own heated up slightly as well.
“W-What are you doing here?” he stuttered out.
“I’m sorry, (f/n), but I heard you play and it was beautiful. I couldn’t help myself. Please forgive me.” Todoroki bowed when he was done speaking, turning to make his leave, hoping that he could maybe hear her again sometime soon.
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Angrily stomping down the hallway, Bakugou was furious. It was bad enough that the people he lived around couldn’t stay quiet but now there was music coming from somewhere nearby. No matter where he looked or what hall he walked down, he couldn’t find where the noise was coming from.
He opened the stairwell to try to search through the upper floors when the noise suddenly got louder, overtaking his senses. Anger morphed into bewilderment when he heard singing on top of what he could now pick out to be the ukulele.
The steps he took up the stairs were slow, wanting to listen to more of the beautiful music, anger almost completely dissipated as he recognized who was singing. He rounded on of the corner and stared as he saw her completely focused on her performance, voice echoing off of the walls.
The angelic music stopped too soon for his liking and Bakugou snapped out of his trance. As she turned to leave down the stairs, they locked eyes and the other froze. Bakugou scowled at the fact that he was caught. “What the fuck are you doing here?” he snapped, startling the other.
“I…t-the acoustics are good?” Her answer was more of a question as she clutched the instrument close to her chest, obviously scared.
“Fucking fine.” Bakugou walked away, unable to get the song out of his head for the rest of the afternoon.
–
On his way back from the gym, Kirishima felt amazing. The soreness in his muscles was a comforting familiarity of working hard but now he needed to shower and train again in a few hours.
On the way to his room, his ears heard the light strums of a ukulele and he froze. Head cocked in the direction and his legs seemed to take him to the sound involuntarily as if he was hypnotized. His body felt lighter than air the close her got, the music seemingly vibrating in his soul.
His eyes widened when he noticed that it was his crush who was making the beautiful melody, completely alone in the commons area. She stated to sing and Kirishima felt butterflies in his stomach. Mouth open, he slowly sat on the couch behind her watching as she swayed and danced to her own music, lost in her own world.
Once she finished, he stood up from the couch, unable to control himself. “(F/n), that was amazing! When did you learn to play like that? Your singing is amazing too!” he gushed over her, causing a blush to creep up on the other’s neck.
“I…um…thank you,” she stuttered out.
Out of a moment of confidence, Kirishima couldn’t help but ask. “Can I listen to you play more?”
Thankfully, she didn’t seem to be put off by the request, smiling shyly and nodding. Kirishima smiled brightly, happy that she agreed.
Heya! I was wondering if you could do a scenario where Hizashi and Aizawa have an s/o who has a quirk which lets them morph into a shadow. And since they're extra playful they try and camouflage as their shadows (Aizawa and Hizashi's ) and it all goes down with this game of hide and seek
Aizawa looked up from his paperwork with an amused glint in his eyes. His attention was grabbed by the sound of his partner’s laugh. However, upon inspection if the surrounding area, they were actually nowhere to be seen. He turned back to his work until he felt a tap on the shoulder and whipped his head around.
“(Name), what are you doing?”
No response came. He sighed and turned back back around again, only to notice a piece of paper on top of his files. Curiously, he opened it up and saw that the words were written in his partner’s handwriting.
Play with me.
“I’m busy.” He crumpled up the paper and threw it in the direction of the trashcan. He couldn’t focus on his work for long, however, when he felt something hit him in the forehead. He flinched slightly and looked up to see the piece of paper sitting idly at his feet. He looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of them but he was unsuccessful. He smirked as stood up, making his way to the kitchen and rummaging around in the drawer. “Fine, let’s play.”
He pulled out a flashlight and flipped off the main light, enveloping the apartment in darkness before turning the flashlight on. He heard his partner quietly curse and he smirked in premature victory.
He walked around, shunning the flashlight around the room before pausing when he noticed one shadow darker than the others. He looked at that area and activated his quirk, causing them to morph out of their shadow form and causing them to get stuck behind a bookshelf. They yelped and he just laughed.
“I win.”
“Ha, yeah you do Shouta. Now can you please help me? I’m stuck.”
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Hizashi hummed to the music that was blasting through his headphones. He was completely dense to his surrounding as he was completely immersed in the tunes. Which is why he was startled when something ripped the headphones off of his head.
He scrambled and fell off the couch in his flailing. That’s when he heard his partner giggle somewhere close to him.
Smiling, he spoke, “Oh? You’re in a playful mood today, (name).” No response came and he sat up, looking around the room for them. He caught a slight glimpse of them running behind him in their shadow form. He turned slightly and saw his shadow was slightly deformed due to the fact that they couldn’t fit properly.
Hizashi smirked and began his dramatics. “Oh no! I can’t find the love of my life! Whatever shall I do?” He brought his hand up to his forehead and started to lean back, laying fully on the ground and partially on them. “I miss them so! What will I do without their warmth!” He started to roll around on the ground, fake crying while they just laughed.
He suddenly felt a weight on his chest, causing him to let out an oof and to stop moving. He looked up and saw his partner’s face in front of him. “Boo” they said before he leaned up to peck them on the lips.
“Found you!!”
