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im unsure if youre still taking for the trope mashup but if you are !! 97. time travel and 61. poorly timed confession

if I'm allowed to give ideas i think reader time traveling into the future right in the middle of bakugou's love confession to them would be so funny!! especially if reader doesn't really know him too well or something like that or nothing like that at all if you don't vibe with the idea!!

omg this is so cute !!! 🥺 i love this 🥺

how funny if you've only just met him 💀 like you're still not able to read his surly manner and you're taking his bad attitude to heart 🥺 and maybe he doesn't even like. think about you yet, just sees you flitting about the agency and doesn't do much more than glance up as you pass by the windows of his office.

so you sit back down in your little cubicle and answer the phone and it's like you've opened something; you're not sure what or how or why, but then you open your eyes and you’re holding the receiver with its dangling cord, standing in the back corner of a busy restaurant near the kitchen.

and you have NO idea what the hell is going on, but servers are slipping by you with full trays in their hands and you don't even have time to get your bearings before feeling like such a nuisance, all in the way, but no matter where you step, it's in front of someone somehow, so for the longest time you're just moving this way and that. don't even have the chance to be confused, because you're too worried about figuring out where to go just to think for a second.

and that's when you see him: squished into a corner table, arms crossed across it. and the look on his face is so — soft, enough that your heart sings at the sight, despite feeling so unsure about him. he's so handsome, and you didn't notice it until just now, as he gazes at the person he's with.

he's on a date, you realize, then, and it washes over you like a dump of cold water. you suddenly feel really bad, for seeing him in such an intimiate moment; if he knew you were witnessing him, he'd probably be furious, maybe even hate you for it. but — it's like being in on a secret and you can't look away, from the soft black tee he's wearing and the nice way it hugs the curve of his shoulders; the half-lidded stare directed at his date; the small frown — nearly a cute pout — slanting on his face. boyish, you think, and you never knew he could look such a way.

his date is talking briefly with the server, and something is said that makes them laugh, which has bakugou averting his eyes down to the table and — he looks almost embarrassed ?? like he's thinking too hard ?? and you have to scoot in a little closer just to see, you know ?? just to know who it is that's turned him into this fragile man, nothing at all like his hero counterpart.

(you don't realize it for a long moment, and by the time you do, you're definitely too close — but you distantly think that they look nice, what of them you can see from the back. the cut of their hair and the shirt they're wearing, the curve of their cheeks when they smile and — it's so hard to see it from afar and recognize yourself, there, in every way.)

bakugou's face turns a little pink under the amber lights and he leans in a bit, so they can hear him over the chaos of the restaurant, and he says something that has them glancing over their shoulder for just a second, enough for you to see, to have no choice but to realize.

and you're too close, close enough that his eyes slip up over their — you're — shoulder, too, and for just a moment, he's giving you the same exact look as the one he's been wearing all night. you-you gets it, the full assault of the warmth in his eyes and the soft frown of his bitten lips and, again, just like before, your heart sings. like something about it is too familiar.

and then his face immediately crumples as he looks back at the other you and then back and the forth and then —

"oi,"

you turn, suddenly, and — you're back in the office, back in your chair at your cubicle and surrounded by the things you recognize, that you know.

and bakugou, who is still just dynamight, is standing there, face hard and posture straight. frowning.

you have to shake your head to clear it, but when you speak up, you're entirely breathless. "sorry, yes?"

his jaw clenches, muscle flexing in his cheek as he blinks. "you send that report to claims yet?"

"uh, yes. yes! i sent it this morning...sir."

bakugou only nods once, eyes flitting down, like he's trying to see what's making you so flustered, and then he's turning on his heel and muttering out a quiet, "alright."

your heart is beating out of your chest and you still haven't caught your breath, not since you landed in — whatever that was, but you scoot your chair quickly to the opening of your cube, peeking around to watch him, just from behind; shoulders squared and firm, a hand stuffing down in the pocket of his sweats, jaw still grit as he glances to his left.

he gently shoulders his door open, and then casts one last look down the hall before closing it behind him — and it sears right through you: bright and fierce and simmering, a touch too warm. a look that you recognize, that you know.

taking this moment to endorse one of my favorite fics of all time bc this ask reminded me of it, but if you have not read @ofmermaidstories 'on my way (to you)' please go do so because it makes my heart ACHE 🥺🩷✨️

#omg will #the universe was telling me to open tumblr at this time and holy SHIT im so glad i did #i caught this right in time LMAOOOOOO #anyways #clears throat #WILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL #AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #pLEASE HE HAS MY WHOLE HEART RHRGRHEHRHEHE #THE WAY HE LOOKED AT READER AHHH #the half lidded stare the boyish pout #i wanna squish his cheeks together #him looking embarrassed n like hes thinking too hard!! #AND WHEN HIS FACE CRUMPLED AS HE WAS LOOKING AT THE TWO READERS??? HELLO??? #omg ik he was like waiaminute— #probably would have fought time traveled reader #thinking its a doppelgänger quirk at first HAHA #LMAO AND WHEN READER RETURNED TO PRESENT DAY AND BKG WAS LIKE 🤨🤨?? #HSJDJSJDJS #entire last paragraph goes crazy #eating this whole chew chew swallow #shay’s treasure hoard

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i’m sorry if we’re moots and i’ve never talked to you. i promise it’s nothing personal i’m just so shy and socially anxious it hurts 😍

#/gestures vaguely at username/ #yeah LOL #shay's misc pile

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trying to write characters with rizz when i myself am rizzless is like trying to conjure water out of thin air istg

#DIE DIE DIE!!!! #go to sleep shay it's late o'clock #0 rizz skill issue

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Tried to draw the new buttercup base

#oooooh!!! #pretty!!! #shay's misc pile

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girl who is so so sleepy but also wants to write so so badly

#its me im girl #go to sleep shay it's late o'clock #man my tags r fucked again #feelimg eepy #zzzzzzzz #honk shoo honk shoo

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Percy Jackson, we've been expecting you.

PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS December 20th 2023

#AHHHHHHH #WINTER SOLSTICE!!!!! #THEY PLANNED THAT SHIT FR #shay's misc pile #pjo

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PERCY JACKSON IN DECEMBER REAL

#AHHHHHHHHH #i am so sorry for the person i will become once it airs #go to sleep shay it's late o'clock

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Probably a bit late but since you asked for ideas to write, then maybe you could continue the series where bkg likes the badass reader? 🤭I think it's called ('it's you, it's always you'). OR .. maybe you could also work on my all time favourite😍 and cherished fic of yours which is... 'forget me not' sequel 😉although I know you won't be writing it anytime soon but I'll still be patiently waiting for the day you get to it no pressure ofc

OHHHHHH OMG badass reader fic!! i actually do have a part three sitting in my drafts for that LMAO. just haven't had the motivation to finish it i think?? and its lowkey a bit goofy silly dumb so im tentative abt finishing it up for now pfft. it's the final part too lmaoooo maybe i'll bite the bullet and look at it again, i loved the reader's quirk and all the pranking potential that came w it LOL

omg fmn <3 one day nonnie i will get to it!! promise <3 after dragon bkg's done probably. and merbaku too ngl. im in the process of mass editing it for the nth time actually, just addingmore prose and stuff where it needs it LOL

#sipping tea with shay #a nonny mouse #i completely forgot abt badass reader fic omfg.... #going to reread p1 and 2 actually

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A breakdown in Gojo-Hatake relations.

#RAHHHHHHHHHH #AHHHH #stop im on the floor bc of this #cryine #ty monty for this devastating blow to me heart #shay's misc pile #jjk #naruto

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bkg being canonically rich, smart, and powerful… i would’ve tried to rob him LMAOO

#rich… r u kidding me… #pay off my student debt mf #go to sleep shay it’s late o’clock

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I just realized that Bakugo’s house has at least 2 fucking balconies and is legit 3 stories

I could literally get fucking lost in there, why does no one mention that he lives in an actual McMansion???

Knowing that he grew up in that kinda of wealth(in the same neighborhood as Izuku-King of the paupers??) really kinda repaints the fact that he’s naturally gifted at everything he does too

He’s such a fucking ✨it girl✨

I hate him

#he is the true y/n #shay’s misc pile #bnha

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fairy bkg who u think is some weird little bug at first, so u capture him in a jar and take him home only to realize hours later that he's broken out and is determined to wreak havoc upon u as revenge (he is unsuccessful)

#go to sleep shay it's late o'clock #like he's so tiny that when he bites ur ear in revenge u dont feel a thing #and when he yells curses up at u all u hear is this teeny tiny voice #and he keeps at it for days until u eventually apologize (u thought it was funny watching him try to have revenge) #so he acts all huffy and leaves but like secretly hes spying on u wherever u go #bc by then he's got this weird attachment to u #peeping into your living room window #being nosy in general #lmaooaoaoaoaao #congrats ur getting stalked by a sulky fairy

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🌿🌧️

#awwww #this is adorable #shay's misc pile #bnha

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“don’t!”

draken pauses when you yelp. he looks up at you, one eyebrow raised, boot in the air, poised to strike. “hah?”

“don’t kill it!”

“the fuck do you want me to do?”

“pick it up and take it out!”

he scoffs instead of giving you a full response, rolling his eyes and lifting the shoe further. you rush forward to grab his wrist.

“fine! i’ll do it!”

his boot is in your hand before he can protest, wrangled out of his grasp more thanks to his surprise than your strength. you brush the bug off the wall—it’s a tiny thing, a wispy little house spider, no harm and barely visible even against stark white paint. you’re halfway to the door with it in your palm when he finally calls after you, “you’re the one who screamed for me!”

you pout on your return. he looks somewhat amused by it.

“i can’t believe you were going to kill it.”

“i can’t believe you shrieked like a little girl and then took the damn thing out anyway.”

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

“how sneaky, trying to get me to do work on my break.” draken makes a tut noise with his teeth, shaking his head playfully.

you wave your hand aimlessly. “what’s the point of working for you big, strong boys if i can’t make you deal with spiders for me?”

“i was doing it, ‘s not my fault you’re picky.”

“then you shouldn’t complain about me putting you to work.”

“mmm, only if you don’t complain about my methods.”

wrinkling your nose, you turn away and return to your perch with your computer on your lap. “not if they’re cruel.”

“less cruel than letting it die out there.”

“it won’t die.”

“i would’ve put it out of its misery sooner.”

you pout again. “now you’re just being mean. i get it.”

“hold on—”

“no, no, you’re right. i’ll do it myself from now on.” you focus your attention on the laptop before you, and pout further, mostly because it makes your heart flutter a little when your handsome boss approaches you and looms over your desk to draw your eye. still, you lift an eyebrow at him easily. “i said you were right, i’ll handle it and i won’t bother you.”

“nah.” he shakes his head, then reaches out and flicks you in the forehead—not without affection, but gently, accompanied with a little endeared smile and no bite in the words that follow. “i’ll listen to you, brat. take ‘em outside, be humane. got it.”

but it’s what he says as he pulls away, low but clearly intended for you to hear, that has your ears burning and you quite purposefully keeping your flustered face hidden behind your computer screen.

“got me wrapped around your finger, huh? spoiled little thing.”

#who is this man. #who is it #draken? thats a tokyo revengers man right #hang on let me google smthn rq #THE BLOND WITH THE FCKIN TATTOOOOOOOOO #LOOOOOOOOORIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII #AHHHHHHHHHHHHH #THE FOREHEAD FLICK!!!!!! #THE LITTLE ENDEARED SMILE #THE LAST LINE!?!?!?!?? #shot me thru the heart #goddamnit #no i cant watch tokyo revengers.... no........ /eyes 9anime/ #shay's treasure hoard

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hehehehehehheheheehehehehehehehehhehehehe

💘 ,':^)

THANK YOU MODAAAA. u always got my back. even if while writing this i had a mental crisis and forgot how to write gojo LMAOOOO

fake relationship / mutual pining / dared to kiss

Gojo points at the humongous parfait pictured on the backside of the menu and grins widely at the waitress. “We’d like to order one of these, please!” 

She hesitates, her eyes shifting between you and Gojo and you can’t help but get the feeling something is amiss. Are they maybe sold out for the day? That’d suck, but if that’s the case, then it can’t be helped since Gojo did say that it’s the restaurant’s most popular item. Slowly, the waitress speaks, “That item is a special couples only item, so when guests order it, we ask them to…”

She trails off, but you get what she’s saying: she wants proof that you and Gojo are dating.

Which is impossible since you and Gojo aren’t dating, not even close. You could barely even be considered friends. 

You look at him, and you half expect him to bat those perfect eyelashes at the waitress, asking her to make an exception this one time, but instead he is staring at you.

Batting his eyelashes at you.

What the hell are you supposed to do?

Kiss him or something? 

“Don’t be shy,” Gojo tells you playfully, looking like he’s having the time of his life.

“I—” you start, but then stop, unsure of what to do. Do you play the part he wants you to play: a partner feeling shy about public displays of affection? Or do you chew him out for not telling you the conditions of getting the parfait that you both came here for? 

Surely he knew, there was no way he couldn’t have since he’s the one who suggested coming here.. If anyone should be performing any sort of PDA it should be Gojo, not you.

You’re fine with settling with a different, marginally smaller parfait. 

Sensing your answer, Gojo sighs dramatically. “You can barely keep your hands off me at home, so I would’ve thought one little kiss in public wouldn’t be that bad.” 

He’s such a liar; you’ve never even been to his place. 

“Oh well.” His tone changes, becoming suddenly nonchalant. “So, instead of that parfait, can I get thirty of your chocolate strawberry parfait?”

The waitress blanches and you think you might see her soul trying to leave her body. You don’t blame her, you’re feeling pretty faint yourself. Thirty parfaits? Is Gojo serious?

You look at him again and he turns to you, and you don’t think you’ve ever seen a serene smile look so ominous. It’s not so much that he’s being serious about this, but more than he’s betting on you to do what he wants.

Damn him for essentially holding this girl hostage for just trying to do her job and damn you too for not being able to stick to your guns. 

It’s fine, it’s whatever, it’s just a kiss. 

You slam your hand down on the table and half standing as you lean forward to kiss Gojo. Your mouth collides with his and he goes completely still. Is he surprised? He wasn’t seriously goading you into just giving him a simple kiss on the cheek, was he? 

The kiss lasts only a second before you whip your head from Gojo’s to look at the waitress who’s gawking at the both of you. “We’ll get just the one couples parfait, okay?”

She gulps and nods before rushing off to put the order in. 

You sit back down and Gojo laughs, “I knew you loved me, after all!”

That comment earns him a scowl. “No, you knew that I wouldn’t let you make that poor girl put an order for thirty parfaits in.”

He merely smiles and that all but confirms it.

“You could have just told me, you know, before we got here,” you grumble. 

“Yeah maybe, but where would be the fun in that?” 

#NIKU I YELLED #I FUCKING YELLED #WHAT THE FUCK I HATE HIMDSKJFHJFDFSKJSHAKSHKGJDFHKSJDKJFSGF #SHAKES HIM VIOLENTLY #RRRRRRRRAHHHHHHH 👺👺 🔔🔔🔔 AKIRAAAAAA 🔔🔔🔔👺👺 #i cant blv u've done this to me #after i got that perfect match w gooj earlier #i cant blv this #he knows what he's doing #THIRTY FCKING PARFAITS #my soul left my body #i am going to get violent so fast #all at GOOJ #shay's treasure hoard #anyways love the fic very good u got gooj's personality spot on #/throttling him/

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"it's you. it's always been you." but said in a resigned tone. tired, giving into persistent ache, accepting it as a truth. almost comfortable in unrequited feelings, but unable to keep it to oneself any longer

#heavy breathing #this #this this this #shay's misc pile

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The person I reblogged this from is someone I enjoy seeing on my dashboard.

#:www: hi nikuniku #<3 #shay's misc pile