I’ve Made Hawks’s Signature Transparent, Now He Can Sign Whatever You Want!~ ♡

Requests, people, I NEED REQUESTS-

Here are the list of events for March!

Multi Rumi Day: March 1st 

Multi Tamaki Day: March 4th 

Teachers Love Mixer: March 10th - March 16th

BNHA OT3 Week: March 24th - March 31st 

And here are prompts just as promised, for Kamijirou Week 2023, starting from December 10th to December 16th!!⚡️🎶🎸

Have a good look over here for all to see!

Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!!

It took Y/N three hours to straighten his hair….

DekuShield Week, Day 1!

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[A/N]

Alright, everyone!

The first DekuShield prompt is here!

Just a a heads up, this might not be very good, but I still kinda tried, so... *cri*

Feedback is very much appreciated, because I’d love to know if I can improve anything, and... yeah!

Hope you enjoy!

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Prompt 1- Fist Kiss

“Tonight’s so peaceful, isn’t it?”

Melissa gazed from Deku to the balcony view, admiring the snow-blanketed city lights gleaming to the indigo sky, snowflakes drifted down slowly from the thick clouds above.

“Yeah,” she replied, “I’d never get this on I-Island. Snow and the silence.” A light breeze blew around them, Melissa shivered pleasantly. She loved the winter season, so much.

Deku wrapped his muscular arm around Melissa’s waist, her heart fluttered so strongly she thought it would fly away if it weren’t in her body.

“Dek-”

He kissed her.

She kissed back.

She closed her eyes, the warm, romantic feeling whisking her away as she rested her arms on Deku’s chest. She didn’t feel the ground beneath her feet- it was as if she was flying.

Deku cupped his hand around Melissa’s face, she could feel his fingers mop into her blond hair, the other cradling her waist gently.

“I don’t want this to end.” Whispered Deku, ending the kiss. Melissa put her forehead against his.

“I can tell,” she smiled. “I don’t either.”

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[A/N]

Ooooookaaay!

Hope that was to all of your tastes!

I tried to make it short, because I think a first kiss would be short... for some reason...

...

Anyway...

I’ll definitely try to make one of the next prompts longer so you guys can have a good read, but you never know where reality will take you, huh?

I’ll try my best anyway!

Till next time!

If any of you have any requests for something I could post (such as a fic or something) feel free to ask! You may be as specific as you like and I will see if I can do it! Other than that, I’ll try my best to make it!

Does y’all care for a three Todoroki gifs in a regular gif gif?

Whoa that didn’t make sense I’m sorry-

Newly Brewed Tea and a Morning City View — TodoMomo

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[A/N]

This has been in my drafts for a really long time, so take it.

And just a warning: it’s cringy.

Anyways, hope you all enjoy, and I love you all!

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The left side of the early morning sky was a dark lavender shade; the temperature cold and bitter, but the right side showed a baby blue that was easy on the eyes, and the feeled temperature that was gradually getting warmer by the half-hour. Yao-momo watched the usual morning doves soar gracefully in the sky that reminded her of her other half. The one that was still fast asleep back inside. After two long weeks of hard, non-stop hero work, the two could finally get the sweet relaxation they both well-deserved.

She sipped her tea thoughtfully, the boiled water warming her up from the inside out almost instantly. She gazed upon the view of her apartment balcony, located on the thirteenth floor. The town - regardless that it was 6:30 in the morning - was just beginning to buzz with its usual life and energy. A few cars began appearing on the road and driving to wherever the errand-runners and work-women needed to be, and the lights of small corner stores and pharmacies were starting to be switched on; preparing for their day of demanding customers.

Yao-momo yawned and stretched out her legs, tugging her knitted, vanilla sweater over her shoulders and stood up - empty teacup in hand. Even though it was her first day to finally relax and take it easy, she always made a schedule. And that schedule had started right now.

Yao-momo went back inside, put the kettle on boil, picked a tea bag at random and set it down in her cup.

“Good morning.”

Yao-momo quickly glanced behind her. “Oh, good morning, Shoto.”

Yao-momo heard the scraping of a chair, and assumed Shoto had dragged himself to the kitchen table tiredly.

“Why’re you up so early?” Shoto asked, his morning-voice deep and rough. 

Ding.

Yao-momo turned back around and took another teacup from the cupboard, then poured the boiling water into both of them and dipped the tea bags in and out of the hot water to let the herbs seep in.

“I found it hard to sleep, so I got up and made myself some tea.” Yao-momo explained, turning around with two full cups of tea in each hand and sat across from Shoto, placing his cup in front of him, along with a tender kiss on his head.

“Why did you get out of bed?” Asked Yao-momo in return, but Shoto had already nestled his head on his arms - dozed off. Yao-momo turned to look out the kitchen window; apricot sunshine was now peeking out of little-fall clouds, officially starting the day for many. Yao-momo gingerly took a sip of her tea, but winced as she took a rather big one and burned her tongue. She threatened to spit it out, but resisted and swallowed it with - quite literally - hot pain sinking down inside her chest.

She looked back at Shoto; his breathing done in long, heavy sighs. Yao-momo began to worry that he would accidentally fall on the floor thinking that he was in bed, but shook her worries away with a literal shake of her head. He wasn’t stupid, after all. There would always be that thought that reminded him that he wasn’t in his bed lingering in the back of his mind - just like sleeping on an airplane.

Yao-momo sighed and stood, then walked towards the window, getting a better view for herself. The streets below her were now packed with ant-sized people bustling together to form a thick crowd. She remembered being a part of that crowd just a week ago, patrolling the streets like the hero she trained to be. Shoto had been patrolling in a different part of the town.

But wherever they were, they both worked equally hard, and it was safe to say that one of them was extremely exhausted - no doubt.

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Just some Nejire Hado wallpapers for you all!