Y/n sat on the common room floor with her back against the couch, knees pulled up as she laughed softly, gently bouncing Kiyo in her lap. The one-year-old let out excited babbles, tiny hands grabbing at Y/n’s hoodie strings while Mina lay on her stomach beside them, chin propped on her hands.
Bakugo Katsuki has a secret no one in Class 1-A ever expected—he’s a dad. His three-year-old daughter is the one thing he protects more fiercely than his pride, and he’s kept her existence tightly under wraps. Only a handful of UA staff and a few trusted students know the truth. During school hours, she stays at UA’s daycare center, a quiet, secure place Bakugo checks on whenever he can, usually pretending he’s “just passing through.”
Y/n and Gojo Satoru have mastered the art of secrecy. For one year , they’ve successfully kept their son, Riku, hidden from the students at Jujutsu High. The staff all know—Shoko babysits, Nanami pretends he doesn’t see anything, Utahime scolds Gojo weekly—but to the first years? Gojo is just… Gojo. Loud, powerful, annoyingly single (supposedly).
Y/N is only four years old—small, quiet, and far too observant for her age. Her father, Aizawa, has always been more of a shadow than a presence in her life. He was never cruel, never loud—just absent. Always working. Always tired. Always promising, “Next time,” or “Soon.” Promises that never came true.
Bakugo Katsuki isn’t just a pro hockey player—he’s the face of the league. Aggressive, explosive, impossible to ignore. And for the past six months, the media has been just as obsessed with one thing as his slapshot: his pregnant wife
The gates of U.A. High School loomed tall and gleaming beneath the morning sun, banners snapping softly in the breeze. Y/n stood just outside them, her heart thudding with a mix of nerves and bubbling excitement. Her white, fluffy cat ears twitched atop her head, betraying every emotion she tried to keep tucked neatly away, while her matching tail swayed behind her in an eager rhythm. Beside her was her older brother, Mico—taller, broader, and unmistakably her twin in everything but age. He had
During the height of the Heian Era, when curses bowed and gods walked carefully, Y/N, the wife of Sukuna, lived quietly beside him within their secluded temple. Unlike the legends that painted Sukuna as nothing but a monster, their life together was calm—rituals at dawn, shared meals at dusk, and a peace carved out away from the world’s fear. Y/N was the heart of that peace: gentle, soft-spoken, endlessly kind. She detested bloodshed, turned her face from gore, and found joy instead in silk fabrics, embroidery, carefully measured recipes, and the comforting warmth of baking within the temple halls.
Y/N had been dreading this for weeks—the swollen cheeks, the numb mouth, the embarrassing videos everyone always joked about after getting their wisdom teeth removed. And somehow… it ended up being even worse.
The argument in the teachers’ lounge doesn’t explode—it cuts. Low voices, words chosen badly, things said out of hurt instead of truth. When it ends, Gojo leaves first. Y/N doesn’t stop him.
Y/N Gojo is infamous at Jujutsu High for one thing: she is exactly like her brother. Same blinding confidence, same teasing grin, same talent for getting under people’s skin just to watch the reaction. The only difference? She’s married—and somehow, of all people, she married Nanami Kento.
The common room at UA is loud in that comfy, end-of-day way—couches stolen, snacks everywhere, the TV humming in the background. You’re sprawled on the rug with Mina Ashido, both of you scrolling until she suddenly gasps.
The gym roared with noise—chants, stomping feet, the sharp squeal of sneakers against polished wood. Banners shook from the rafters as the home crowd surged to its feet. On the court, Sukuna barely heard any of it. The ball slapped into his palm, familiar and grounding. His eyes burned with focus as he drove past a defender, muscles coiled, instincts sharp. This was his territory. His game. Every movement was calculated—until a sound cut through the chaos like a blade. Her voice. Clear, brig
In 1194 BCE, Princess Y/n’s ship finally docked at the shores of Ithaca. She breathed in the sharp, salty air as waves brushed against the hull, letting the warmth of the sun steady her nerves. When she opened her eyes, her gaze wandered across the busy docks—children laughing, merchants calling out prices, and sailors unloading cargo. The lively scene almost made her smile. “Princess, it is time,” came a familiar voice. Alexander, her servant since childhood, stood beside her. Now in his late
The Sully family arrives on the Metkayina shore as outsiders, their presence drawing wary, curious eyes from the reef clan. Neteyam stands at the water’s edge—tall, steady, and fiercely protective—his gaze scanning the unfamiliar faces until the sea itself seems to answer their arrival. From the turquoise depths rises Y/N, the youngest daughter of Tsahìk Tonal and Chief Tonowari, surfacing beside her sister Tsireya as sunlight dances across the water. Her hair, white as fresh snow and traced wit
Y/N and Maki Zenin have been dating quietly for months—no big announcements, no public displays, just stolen glances, shared training sessions, and an unspoken understanding that keeps them grounded in the brutal world of jujutsu sorcery. Missions often pull Maki away for days at a time, and Y/N hates every second of the waiting.
Class 1-A is sent on a joint mission to apprehend a slippery villain known for his bizarre Cat-Type Quirk, which allows him to temporarily alter others with feline traits—or in rare cases, turn them fully into cats. The mission is supposed to be straightforward: corner the villain, restrain him, go home. Easy.
Set directly at the start of Kuroko’s Basketball, the story follows the exact events of the anime—just with one added variable: y/n, Seirin’s soon-to-be manager and Taiga Kagami’s girlfriend. After transferring back from the U.S., Kagami arrives at Seirin High with one goal: join the basketball team and crush anyone in his way. On the morning of sign-ups, he’s fired up, focused, and ready to prove himself. Y/n walks beside him, nearly jogging to keep up, clutching her paperwork with the same excitement—because while Kagami is signing up as a player, she’s signing up as team staff.
In the criminal underworld, power isn’t inherited lightly—it’s carved in blood and silence. Y/N is the infamous mafia princess, daughter of the reigning top boss whose name alone can end wars before they start. Raised in strategy rooms and blood-stained ballrooms, she learned early that fear is a language—and she speaks it fluently. Cold, composed, and impossibly sharp, Y/N is just as terrifying as her father, if not more, because unlike him… she enjoys the game.
You and Bakugo are dating and everyone knows it’s not a secret your the only one he actually lets get close physically and mentally if your all on the couch watching a movie then you’ll be cuddled up tight if your just sitting next to each other you’ll still be close