#My beautiful Shouto-kun

[bakuhatsufallinlove]

U.A. High School Field Trip Around Japan: Day 4 Translations

This is Day 4 of Shonen Jump’s special commemoration of My Hero Academia reaching one hundred million copies worldwide, which is being rolled out daily across one-week in each prefecture’s newspaper.

The schedule:

April 4th, Day 1: Hokkaidō & Tōhōku regions

April 5th, Day 2: Kantō region

April 6th, Day 3: Chūbu region

April 7th, Day 4: Kansai region

April 8th, Day 5: Chūgoku & Shikoku regions

April 9th, Day 6: Kyūshū & Okinawa regions

April 10th, Day 7: Nationwide release

You can see the illustrations on their website here, where they are released digitally the day after the newspaper release.

Here we go!

Kansai Region

Mie

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Aoyama: "Sur-pri-se~!" Sero: "Amazing, Aoyama!" Satou: "Should we go look for the toilet?"

Nabana no Sato is a flower park situated within the absolutely massive Nagashima Resort. It has lovely blooms all year, and from October to May it claims to host Japan's biggest illumination event, including a 200-meter long light tunnel.

Shiga

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Tokoyami: "Art of the Flying Squirrel Black Shadow!!!" Mineta: "Imitation Caltrop!!" Edgeshot: "Abscondance" Hagakure: "Nin-nin! Hidden Hagakure!!"

They are at the Kōga-ryū Ninjutsu Ninja Village in Kōka city, the birthplace of this school of ninja-arts. I visited the Tōgakure Ninjutsu House in Nagano -- Tōgakure, Iga, and Kōga are considered the three main families of ninjutsu. These kinds of attractions usually have museums dedicated to the style's history and showing off tons of unique historical artifacts, but the main draw is all the activities for visitors to try their hand at being a ninja, shuriken-throwing, wall-climbing, rope-walking, etc.. Hagakure is making a pun, because her surname means "hidden leaves" or "hidden by the leaves" so she is "hidden hidden-leaves." Tokoyami is doing his Black Fallen Angel move, but it's much funnier to make it a giant flying squirrel attack.

Kyōto

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Ashido: "You can't even see the sky through all the bamboo~!!" Yaoyorozu: "They say that the growing speed of bamboo is the fastest in the world. I've heard it can grow up to one meter in a single day." Mineta: "My whole height in a single day... I can't do this!!! Jirou: "Cheer up." Label on Mineta: "Mineta Minoru, Height: 1.08 Meters."

Arashiyama Bamboo Forest is a hugely popular tourist spot for its dense, soothing beauty. One meter is equivalent to 3 feet 3 inches; Mineta is just over 3 and a half feet tall.

Ōsaka

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Shouji: "Hyah hyah hyah hyah!!!" Fat Gum: "He's... he's moving too fast, I can't even see his arms!" Kirishima: "No, actually, he's got lots of 'em!"

They are making takoyaki, a famous soul food created in Osaka in 1935. It requires a large griddle with rounded molds, and chefs use two metal rods to rotate the batter rapidly. It's really fun to watch them make it, and most stalls put the griddle up against a full-length window to show it off.

Hyōgo

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Izuku: "Even cutting an onion... a hero... doesn't cry! WWUAAAH" Ochako: "What a shame! Challenge failed." Shouto: "No, even heroes cry when they have to."

Awaji Island is famous for its onions and produces some of the sweetest onions in the world. They have a spring crop of sweet but slightly spicy onion, and a fall-time harvest that they store and dry to further develop their sweetness. Shouto's line is from chapter 137 when Izuku insists heroes don't cry while crying into his food. What's funny is that sweet onions supposedly produce less of the chemical that produces tears in humans, so maybe Izuku is just being a lil' crybaby, hehe, but we'll give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he's working with a particularly spicy spring harvest.

Nara

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Iida: "Observance of traffic laws! OUTSTANDING, DEER-KUN!!" Kouda (thinking): "Iida-kun, you're making the deer suspicious..." Bakugou: "Don't talk to the deer!! Deer don't give a shit about rules!! Dammit!!"" Kouda (thinking): "Bakugou-kun, you're scaring the deer..."

They are in Nara Park, where you can buy special crackers to feed the very friendly and booming deer population. Deer in Nara have been protected and seen as important to local Shinto beliefs for at least a thousand years; in 2023, studies from three universities revealed that they actually make up a unique genetic group not found anywhere else. Apparently, the deer in Nara will exchange bows with people, especially if it means they get a snack~

Wakayama

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Ojiro: "A two-tone popular character... We have one of those." Hagakure: "We do, don't we. Just by being there, he creates a splendid atmosphere...!" Todoroki: "Huh? There's somebody like that?" Ojiro: "IT'S YOU!!!"

Visiting Adventure World in Shirahama which is home to a giant panda conservation area. A branch of Chengdu Giant Panda Research Base has bred 17 giant pandas there, which is the most success in breeding outside of mainland China.

That's all for Day 4. Next up is Day 5!

[therealmofamorus]

Prompt

Original Male Crossover Stud AU

Shouto has a dream of Ren and himself doing it. She is being all sensual as she talks dirty while riding him. Calling him stuff while begging him to make her feel like a woman... his woman. Of course if we look outside the dream we can see Ren riding Shouto while he is sleeping and whispering all the things that her dream self is saying.

Wet Dream Meme

(2-Koma) (Moral Degradation)

"You cannot resist me, Shoto-kun~!" A low seductive voice cooed out in a sweet, velvet tone.

The Half-Cold Half-Hot Pro-Hero-in-Training let out a harsh guttural moan,, the sensual mysterious beauty rode him like a horse, moving up and down on his bulging manhood with the skills and passion of a succubus.

"You can come inside, Shoto-Kun," She whispered in a seductive voice. "You can fill my womb with your hot-and-cold cum into my fertile womb like the breeding stud you are~

"Make me a woman...."

X-xx-X

"...your woman~"

In the waking world, unknown to Shota, Ren let out a breathy moan from her soft, plump lips as she felt the half-hot-half-cold cum filling her womb, filling her up like a milk jug

The Leader of the Phantom Thief licked her lips as she sensually rubbed her cum-filled pussy, a bright smile of complete and utter satisfaction as she wiggled around Shota hot-and-cold, cum-covered cock.

"Hope you are not done yet. Because you and I are going to do it until I am certain I am pregnant."

[sereinordic]

Married life with him. (2/2)

Todoroki Shoto. It's a random imagines hope you like it!

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"Sho-kun!! Shouto Todoroki, my husband! The love of my life!!" Called the wife of no more than the top three's hero, Todoroki (y/n). At your calls, your dual haired husband stop reading the paperworks and start to look at you with questional expression written on his face.

"Yes my love?"

You bought up some black and white shirt with very beautiful yet elegant pattern. "What do you think about this?" You gave him a toothy smile. "man clothes..." he mumbled, his monochromatic eyes staring dagger at the poor clothe.

Your eyes perked up. "Yes, it is indeed man clothes. What do you think? Was it cool?"

"I made it you know." You said while swing around the clothes, you smile brightly at the sight like a maiden whose fall in love for the first time. Seeing you like this, Shoto expression soften, he smiles. "For whom?"

You smiled even more if it possible, bought one finger to your mouth and make 'shush' noise. "It's a secret!" Todoroki frowned, looking at his paperworks again. Was it for some man? Not him? Your husband? Other man? Hah. "It's ugly."

His answer successfully make you speechless. "Augh! Right in kokoro." You laughed a little, quite nervous? "well actually i made this for you, Sho. Hm, perhaps i should give it to someone else--"

"It's cool, it suits me." Your sentences was interrupted by him who grab your hands immediately and taking the shirt. "Geez!" You pouted. "You damn tease!!!!"

"I'm your damn tease." He bluntly replying.

"Yeah yeah, love you too."

──

He then change his clothe and by the time you're waiting for him, you were humming some tune from your favorite music in headphones. And just in time your favorite lines coming, Shoto interrupt the moment.

"(Y/n), sorry just now I had a call from agency, i should go there.."

"it's okay babe. See you later :3"

"though I already promise you sigh."

"it's okay it's okay!!"

"Then... I'll go (y/n)." You turn your knuckle into fist and punch the air. "Ganbatte!!" But, after he takes two step away from you, he turn around and walking closer to you.

You were dumbfounded. "Eh? You don't go?"

He seems cleared his throath a little, bent down his body and face to your height. He placing one of his fingers on his lips. "...my farewell.. kiss?" As soon he said that, his cheeks start to warmed up while the tip of his ear became red. Though maybe he can't express his feeling well but right now, he's blushing. 'How cute.' You thought.

"Ha'i ha'i."

You placed your hands on each of his cheeks, closening the gap between you guys and lean in for a kiss. "Ganbatte ne Sho-kun." You mumble softly between the kiss.

Then the rest of his work, his co-workers questioned themselves as why did their boss suddenly full of energy but is really strict to them. When it's the time to go home, they all sweat-dropped when seeing Todoroki fastly goes to his car and speed-drives to his home. While bakugo just roll his eyes at it and midoriya deep in thoughts of what you might have done to Todoroki.

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Todoroki Shoto. He will always waiting for your kisses such as farewell kiss, morning kiss, and the list goes on. He does get jealous easily though mostly he keeps it to himself. He's a busy man, but he always kept his promise to spare his time for you.

@sereinordic

[ao3feed-todoiideku-deactivated]

under the mistletoe

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ckenHf1

by underfallingflowerpetals

“Shouto-kun,” Tenya says. “How—how could I not want to? You’re beautiful.”

Predictably, Kaminari coos. Kirishima swats at the back of his head. Shouto loves his friends. Really, he does. And what better way to have his first kiss than publicly and for everyone’s viewing pleasure?

He gives in, and presses his face against Tenya’s chest. “You don’t have to be nice,” he says. “It’s not a class representative’s job to prevent hurt feelings, you know. You can tell me if you don’t like me back.”

Carefully, tentatively, Tenya’s hand strokes his hair. “Shouto-kun,” he says plainly. “I’m not being nice.”

Or: Todoroki Shouto has a crush, gets his first kiss, and then decides to be happy.

Words: 1441, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia)

Relationships: Iida Tenya/Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: holiday fluff, First Kiss, Mistletoe, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Awkward Flirting, useless bi boy tdrk, someone pls teach him how to relationship, bg mmjr and dkbk, i just. think they're cute and want to squish them

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ckenHf1

[ao3feed-bnha-rarepair]

Under the Mistletoe

under the mistletoe by underfallingflowerpetals

“Shouto-kun,” Tenya says. “How—how could I not want to? You're beautiful.”

Predictably, Kaminari coos. Kirishima swats at the back of his head. Shouto loves his friends. Really, he does. And what better way to have his first kiss than publicly and for everyone's viewing pleasure?

He gives in, and presses his face against Tenya's chest. “You don't have to be nice,” he says. “It's not a class representative's job to prevent hurt feelings, you know. You can tell me if you don't like me back.”

Carefully, tentatively, Tenya's hand strokes his hair. “Shouto-kun,” he says plainly. “I'm not being nice.”

Or: Todoroki Shouto has a crush, gets his first kiss, and then decides to be happy.

Words: 1441, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, Class 1-A

Relationships: Iida Tenya/Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: holiday fluff, First Kiss, Mistletoe, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Awkward Flirting, useless bi boy tdrk, someone pls teach him how to relationship, bg mmjr and dkbk, i just. think they're cute and want to squish them

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43919832

[ellipsesarefun]

Prompts used: #296. “Wait, do you two know each other?” #32. Do you like me? Check yes or no. #308. “Well this is awkward.”

A/N: 3,000 years later, I decided to just post it after letting it sink in my drafts. This was an old one, and I wasn’t sure if I could rewrite or not, but somehow I grew to appreciate this story so I decided to just post it instead. After that last angst, I decided to post something fluffy instead. So. Have some fluff. Go check the link, or read it here. Reblog and support!

It was History class and the teacher announced that they should group in sets of three to report on a certain event of a certain timeline that Izuku barely paid any attention to. These instances were rare but he’s not counting. The students surrounding him listlessly went out of their seats to start looking for a stranger or a friend to tag along with and he did the same, unintentionally shoving his way around the room, just barely tripping over the students who decided to form a circle on the floor. He was just about to leave the room when a hand clapped on his shoulder. he turned his head behind and saw his friend.

“Deku-kun!” She flashed a grin, releasing her grip on his shoulder.

“Ashido-san!” He greeted back with much cheer, idly glancing at the strips of pink overlaying her brown hair.

“Wanna join our group?” She jabbed a thumb behind her.

“Sure!” They both shared a smile before making their way to the corner, where their third groupmate was waiting.

“Hey Todoroki-kun!” Something tingled in his spine as Ashido hollered to catch their friend. Todoroki looked up from his notebook and lifted a hand for a wave. Heat pooled Izuku’s cheeks and he shakily brought a hand to wave back. Todoroki positioned himself to the side and shoved his things to make space for the other two. It was Ashido who plopped down in front of Todoroki that Izuku didn’t have a choice but take to seat right beside Todoroki.

Izuku sneaked a glance at his seatmate, scrutinizing the bizarre hair color, one part in a deep shade of red and the other in the purest of white. It was a stark contrast to his floofy green one. The natural bicolor matched his heterochromatic eyes, which shifted its attention towards him in question.

For the second time this afternoon, his cheeks powdered in deep pink and Izuku quickly shifted his gaze down at his notes. He hasn’t grown out of this weird embarrassment around his friend and Izuku supposes this will be a frequent occurrence of his daily routine between him and Todoroki. (Un)Fortunately, Ashido is the sole witness (aside from Todoroki) to Izuku’s odd behavior. The glint in her onyx irises puts him at a discomfort, so he averts his eyes and restrains himself from prompting his weirdness to the spotlight.

“So do you two already know each other?” Todoroki asked, setting his pen down to look at the both of them. His (beautiful) eyes settled on Izuku’s.

Chortles were heard from Ashido as she affirmed with, “We sure do! We were classmates in our science section last year.” He kept his eyes away from hers but he could feel her stare and her mischievous vibe.

“So how about you two?” Izuku swore he caught her winking at him, “Seem pretty cozy there..” At the sentence, Izuku pushed a milimeter away from his original position that probably only Ashido took note of.

“We’re classmates in literature this year.” Izuku supplied, ignoring the paranoia in his head caused by those beautiful eyes and that wily smirk growing on Ashido’s lips.

“But anyways, let’s work on this report!” The greenet diverted the topic and the odd atmosphere dissipated into a serious one filled with sharing notes and writing outlines.

{__}

It’s night time and he’s in his room of the school’s dorm, pacing around and muttering to himself. His bag and its contents were spilled on the floor, where a tiny paper was visible among his academic notes.

At the center, it read: “Do you like me” with two boxes below. One box for a “yes” and the other for a “no”. All words were written in precise and succinct cursive.

He stopped his pacing and sauntered over to his pile. Izuku picked up the little paper and shuffled onto his bed, glaring lazers at the note with his verdant eyes. He found the little thing in between the pages where he recently wrote his history report pointers.

Initially, he figured it would’ve been Ashido, as he caught her winking at him earlier, but immediately dismissed the idea when she teased him for his little crush on Todoroki. Izuku adds in his mental notes that her romantic bells are alarmed on someone else. That only left another valid culprit among their history report group.

Todoroki Shouto.

Todoroki Shouto. The classmate with the bicolored hair and heterochromatic eyes that emphasized his enigmatic aura and encouraged rumors behind his back.

Todoroki Shouto. He was once a boy chained by his father’s over-driven expectations and his mother’s fear that now strives for his own path toiled by his own hands.

Todoroki. A classmate Izuku befriended during and after hours of lab work and physics tutorials.

Todoroki-kun. Who often sits beside him as he sets his chin on his palm and listens to Izuku’s one-to-many hypotheses about anything and everything and responds in kind with equal fervor.

Shouto-kun. His wonderful and beautiful friend that his thoughts ramble about every spare minute of the day.

Shouto. The apple of his eye.

He takes a day to think it over. Nothing significantly happens, only a few a commotions in another class that ushered the students out of the classroom. Shouto’s sneaky glances are more apparent than before and Izuku ponders over the times he never took notice. By the end of the day, Kirishima throws a sporting grin and a clap on the back as a way of good luck for something Izuku never asked for.

Another day passes and their history report is a success. Izuku is bemused at Ashido’s not-so-subtle winks and Shouto’s gazes of concern and apprehension. Ashido probably has an inkling of what has occurred between them and is barely keeping her lips sealed.

Two days later, Izuku is already fed up by the lingering stares he recieved during class. Not that he was constantly paying heed to them, but there was something suspicious with Uraraka’s giggling and Kacchan’s lack of glaring and cussing towards him to Iida’s motivational speeches and Yaoyorozu’s knowing gleam in her eyes. This doesn’t leave him nonplussed but confirms his suspicions that the whole class has been discreetly passing gossip pertaining to him and Shouto, whether about a fight or a love fest or some other believable rumor they conjured up to be truths.

He hasn’t conversed with Shouto lately and when they do, someone else is present with them like a buffer, during lunch, class, or even at their dorms. Shouto seemed indifferent to it all, but sometimes Izuku finds traces of nervousness and disappointment. This led him to somehow believe that maybe, just maybe, it was really Shouto who wrote that little piece and it was really meant for him. Midoriya Izuku.

It was wishful thinking on his part, yet the evidence leads back to Shouto. Who else was sitting beside Izuku during their history report brainstorming session and has perfect penmanship?

Pausing his ebb of thoughts, Izuku bent down and rummage through his pile. He randomly took a pen and ticked on the box and carefully placed it back in his history notes.

Tomorrow he’ll confront Todo-… Shouto-kun.

{__}

It was just the end of their last class and Izuku was apprehensively waiting by the door for Shouto-kun. It only took a mere three minutes before the silent fellow walked out of the classroom.

“Hey Shouto-kun!” Izuku yearns to take a chance with him, even for just this once. He calms his heartbeat as he watches Shouto's eyes widen at the use of his first name.

"Wanna grab something to eat?" He askef, watching his friend's eyebrows raise another centimeter and his face laxing. As if to snap himself out of his reverie, Shouto's eyes blinked and his faceial expression shifted to a neutral one.

"Sure..."

The two hurried off before the awkward atmosphere begins to simmer between them. They fell into a comfortable conversation, not or less a one sided one.

They buy a rice meal for take out and set a picnic mat by the garden outside their forms at six in the evening. They rarely eat out here, even with the two of them alone. More often than not, their lunch and dinner breaks were spent among the company of their classmates and friends that Izuku thought it odd to spend time with just Shouto alone.

Izuku gobbles his food as he chatters and Shouto takes his time to consume his meal, wordlessly watching Izuku with a bona fide smile, as though every word he spouts carries an importance. By now, Izuku learns there is an extra tint of adoration in those specs of mud brown and emerald irises, something to be only displayed in a face of an angel.

God, just looking at him makes his heart sing poetry.

Izuku continues his discussion with that sentence hanging from his consciousness.

He has yet to find a way to confess, but all his mouth is blathering about is scientific facts and history trivia that has no relation to his fluttery feelings whatsoever. By the time their food was consumed, Izuku takes a leap to grab his wrist, drawing his attention towards him.

Shouto must be thinking that his day is full of surprises.That thought was immediately shoved to the back of his mind, prepping himself for a stupid conversation. Like always, Shouto catches on immediately, concern flashing on his face.

“Shouto,” he begins, and the next string of words come in stutters and fidgets, momentarily forgetting his own mother tongue. Before his friend could interject, Izuku took a piece of paper and shoved it in his face, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Did you put this in my notebook?” The words blurted out of his mouth the second he tried to zip his lips. There was no response but the buzzing of the insects and the summer air. Izuku slowly opened his eyes to a shocked and tomato-faced Shouto-kun.

The boy in front of him stutters once, and twice. Shouto crumples his fingers into fists before he faces him again to only pucker his lips once more when not a single sound was uttered.

It’s such a wonder to watch a stoic-looking boy to bumble and blush in embarrassment and it takes every muscle and fiber not to guffaw at this blithering mess. Instead, Izuku lets out a tiny wheeze, followed by forced coughs in a weak attempt to conceal his amusement. This only catches Shouto’s attention and he openly stares back, gaze curious and somewhat child-like. The rosey color on his cheeks barely faded, and Izuku is now hyperaware of the chunk of rice sticking on the corner of Shouto’s moist lips.

What a work of art.

“Well, this is awkward” He began, hoping to dissolve the torrid air between them, but the sentence was left unfinished when a mumble was uttered from Shouto’s lips.

“What did you say?” he prompted and this time the serious glint was on Shouto’s face once more.

“Would you have written on it if it was really me?” he asked, enunciating each and every syllable in that vulnerable soft-spoken voice, “I.. need to know..”

By then, Izuku knew what to do. Cautiously, he takes Shouto’s hands in his.

“Of course I do.” He gently voiced his reply as he strokes the stiff phalanges with his thumbs.

“I would never joke about this.” He lifts their hands and Shouto’s eyes follow their clasped form in awe.

“I like you.” Izuku continues, “And I would like to take you out sometime, if that’s alright.”

A moment passes and Shouto’s lips twitch once, twice, and slowly it blooms into a timid smile. Izuku breathed out a giggle and he releases a hand to cup a cheek, his whole world gleaming back at him.

There is much to discuss, but at this moment, Izuku muses at the pulchritudinous wonder of one Todoroki Shouto, there’s still time to be idle in this picnic surrounded by the luxurious gardens.

[prophelise]

Todoroki Shouto, Tamaki Amajiki and Tokoyami Fumikage with a sunshine like S/O who's really innocent

sunshine like s/o who's really innocent + Todoroki Shouto, Tamaki Amajiki, Tokoyami Fumikage

genre/warnings: none, fluff

a/n: very sweet, reposted from my other account! hope all of you are taking care of yourself and staying hydrated, my roses!

buy me a coffee?

mha students m. | general m.

Todoroki Shouto:

♡ He didn’t really get to experience love as purely love before

♡ He doesn't really know how relationships work, but he definitely knows how they shouldn't

♡ Expect him to be a bit flabbergasted at first when he met you

♡ He knows you're beautiful, but he doesn't know how to name the feeling he has

♡ He's m e s m e r i z e d

♡ Yes, he is very stoic, and yes, he is very blunt. But even if he is, he's kinda oblivious too

♡ Give him some time

♡ He's wrapped around your cute finger ever since you met, he loves you

♡ Will stare at you a lot

♡ "Shou-kun, are you okay? Is there something on my face?" You turned to him, tilting your head in confusion.

♡ "I'm.. alright," he answered.

♡ Hey, he's not okay

♡ His left side is activating on its own because of how much he's blushing around you, he's struggling

♡ Midoriya will probably have to call him out on his feelings, because he won't really have a chance to figure it out

♡ "Is there a chance that you like them, maybe?" Midoriya asked him, feeling awkward to ask this kind of question.

♡ "I like them?" Boy, is so confused.

♡ But he's so devoted to you

♡ You made his life much better ever since you met, and now that you're together he's just so happy ;>.<;

♡ He will probably follow you around like a puppy because he wants to be with you

♡ He's so touch starved, but he thinks that when you smile there is no one who could be happier than him

♡ He loves hugging you because you're really warm and a great comfort to him

♡ He would do anything for you

♡ Because he loves you ♡

Tamaki Amajiki:

♡ He's so scared to approach you

♡ Scratch that

♡ He's scared scared

♡ But he's definitely blushing whenever he sees you and when you look at him

♡ Lot of times feels like he could just sink into the ground and disappear because of how nervous you make him

♡ Mirio and Nejire are just looking on, smiling at him to show him that they believe in him

♡ "You can do it!" Mirio yelled out, determined to show his support.

♡ "I can't," only for him to hide more.

♡ "It's so strange when S/O thinks you look cute," Nejire pondered, making him blush.

♡ Tamaki.exe has stopped functioning

♡ But no matter how scared he is, he feels also so happy to be around you

♡ You're really cute and you just make him so comfortable with your cheerful self

♡ Will let you drag him around by his hand to see practically anything

♡ But the skin on skin contact will make him blush and stutter a lot

♡ You will have to be the one who takes the lead, but he loves every second of it

♡ He loves it when you bring him food to see him using his quirk after

♡ He's shy, but he will do anything for you

♡ "A new restaurant opened up, it's really popular! Want to go there with me?" You would walk alongside him, a grin on your face.

♡ "I-i-is there going to be alot of people?"

♡ He gets nervous at public places and feels overwhelmed around people, but if you hold his hand he will calm down

♡ And possibly melt from his love for you ♡

Tokoyami Fumikage:

♡ He seems like he has everything under control, right?

♡ Well, he doesn't ever since he met you

♡ I think he secretly likes some cute things even though he is into dark stuff

♡ He will be so surprised when you wanted to talk to him, mainly because you're so innocent and cheerful that he feels a bit out of place

♡ That doesn't mean he won't like it though

♡ "S/O!" He called out to you, quicker than he could process what he was doing.

♡ "What is it?" You turned around and grinned at him.

♡ "It's nothing."

♡ He's really taken aback by your charm

♡ He's not used to have such warm people around him, nonetheless the ones who actively seek him out all the time

♡ He will be the one to ask you out, however, he will take his time

♡ You were polar opposites so it surprises everyone around you when you start dating

♡ "Hey," you leaned into him, whispering.

♡ "What is it?"

♡ "I love you," you smiled sweetly, only to leave him speechless.

♡ He'll help you around a lot and make sure to keep you company

♡ He kind of wants to be the rock that you can lean on when it gets hard

♡ If he's the darkness, you're the light

♡ Your personality makes him feel a lot better about lot of things

♡ He wants to be there for you, like you're there for him, like a shining light ♡

[wickeddeadlydenison999]

When they confess

denki does a lot of snging cause y/n likes it...sorry

Katsuki Bakugou:

You were studying together in his dorm and Bakugou seemed to have a weird tension about him tonight. You thought t was just because of how much he was overworking himself to be better than Deku again. He studied a lot for a man who constantly called others nerds. 

"arrgh!" He threw his notes across the room and turned to you. 

" (Y/N), I've been avoiding this conversation for a while but I have to ask!" He stood up and pinned you down on his bed making your form change once again. " There it is again...why do you do this to me!?"

" What the fuck are you talking about?" You asked.

" Us! I want there to be an us and I hate myself for it. I can't get you and your stupidly beautiful face out of my mind! Why do you have to make me feel this way!" He yelled.

" Why do you make me love YOU! You of all people know how much I hate a form that can only be caused by love and passion! So don't rip me to pieces because you can't handle any feeling other than anger!" You yelled holding back tears.

" Then if your telling me that you kept all the passion and love built up until now then why not just give it all to me." He said softer this time.

" Y-you," You held Bakugou's face in your hands and shook your head. " You crazy bastard. Why did I have to fall in love with you~,"

" Because crazy shit happens when you meet someone who actually thinks straight." He stroked your lips with his thumb.

" I want you more a lot more than I should. This is so unhealthy." You said as he pressed his body onto yours.

" Shut the hell up already you hypnotizing shit head~," He kissed you passionately and you parted your lips for him.

You slipped your hand under the back of his shirt and let the other one massage his scalp and brush through his hair.

The way Bakugou let his warm (in a good way) hands dance across your desperate and needy body. Everywhere he touched left a burning sensation. You could get used to this...

Izuku Midoriya:

"(Y/N)!" Deku ran up to you and gave you a hug.

" hi, Izuku!" You smiled.

" I've always wondered why you never call me Deku...not that I'm complaining!" He said nervously. 

" Because it's an insult. To me, you will be either Izuku or Midoriya-kun. I have too much respect for you to call you something that is disrespectful." You said looking him in the yes seriously.

" (Y/N), I LIKE YOU!" He blurted out.

" Really? Hah, well isn't that nice to hear? I like you too, mini might!" You said punching his shoulder gently.

" So we're dating now?" He said letting his eyes light up.

You smiled and nodded as you pulled him into a hug and wrapped your arms around him.

Shouto Todoroki:

You were both sitting on a bench in the schoolyard silently having the same thing on each of your minds. Each other.

" We've been good friends for a while, (Y/N). But it would be a lot better if we were more. I can't help but feel this way and I hope you will say yes." He said looking at you.

You smiled and hugged him.

" Of course," You whispered.

This went a lot easier than you expected.

Denki Kaminari:

You sat in Denki's room and listened to him play for you. His talent was so fascinating to you and you felt so drawn to him.

" I've liked you for a while now, you're all I think about

It's so easy for your pink eyes to put me in a trance, and tell me babe do I have a chance!"

He sang with his heart and his passion with each word and it made you feel happy.

" I'll do anything you say, your sweet words get me through the day

I'll hold your hand in the rain even with my fear that I might hurt you, cause baby you helped me through that fear, boo

You're the charge and I'm the spaaaark-"

" Electric love! I'll be yours if you'll be mine

Hold my hand and we'll be fine, you help me walk in a straight line when I'm stuck in circles

The spark I bear is your lightning yellow hair, that prize-winning grin drives me insane

I don't mean to be vain, It's like your an angel from above~~~," You sang adding to his song.

" Baby baby be~~~! My electric love~," You both sang.

" You made that yourself?" You asked him.

" We made it, babe. It's our song. Will you be my electric love?" He asked holding you close.

" I love you..." You said as your response.

Eijiro Kirishima:

You closed your locker and jumped in shock as she saw you behind it.

" Oh! You scared me!" You scolded him.

" Rember what I told you when we were kids and how I told you about my dream two days ago?" He asked getting straight to the point.

" Um, of course, why?" You asked.

" I meant every word and I still hold it to this day. If a man has something to say he'll say it without issue. I loved you ever since we were kids and I still do to this day. I have no doubt that you'll make a great hero but I would still love it if you would be a pro heroes wife." He said pulling you to his chest.

" Are you asking me to marry you?" You asked.

" I plan to but how about we start off as boyfriend and girlfriend for now." He rubbed the back of his neck.

" I can't wait to marry a future pro hero. I love you, my hero!" Hugged him.

[burnedbyshoto]

for want of a bento box

– It’s plain and simple, you see, someone is stealing your bento boxes and you will find your lunch thief! Or, in which Todoroki Shouto keeps taking your bento box and you declare war. 

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pairing: todoroki shouto x reader

warnings: fluff, cursing, shouto is a bad chef, I believe I made reader pretty gender neutral but I whipped this out in two hours and I can no longer remember if I used any fem!pronouns but im pretty sure I didn’t

word count: 3,060

a/n: this is for the wonder coworker bnharem collab! I had intended on writing a completely different theme and storyline but was very overwhelmed by how much time it actually needed to be written compared to the amount of time I actually had. that version will be out another time! but for now, enjoy some pure flufffffff!!!!

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Having a normal, functioning, well-paying job was probably the most desirable thing to you. It wasn’t to say that you were slacking or that you were homeless, broke, and never to be seen again because you were that in debt. But it was nice having a job!

When you entered the prestigious Toshinori Company, you joined not as an entry-level job employee but as a senior representative. You thought it was crazy.

It had to be crazy.

You had no prior experience, and now you were going to be in charge and the lead in certain areas?!

“And that was the entire layout of the office!” Mina chirped happily, throwing herself onto the desk chair across from yours with a big smile. “Any questions?”

“I don’t think so,” you mutter, brows creased as you look around the room again. 

The office space was ample, sleek, open. Each desk has its own grand computer that you currently could not afford with your own money, comfortable chairs, and beautiful wood desks. It was elegant, far superiorly fancy, and yet, you didn’t feel out of place. Strange.

“Oh!” you say with a roll of your eyes as you reach below your desk to bring up your packed lunch. “Where was the break room again? I need to refrigerate my food!”

“Omg, of course, come this way!” Mina grins, standing up and motioning you to follow her. You smile gratefully and do. 

The entire way to the office, Mina takes the time to point at the many different people on the floor and give them names. Everyone so far had sort of acknowledged you earlier as Mina was giving you the official tour. Some were much more open and friendly, and some had sneers or blank stares that left you dumbstruck. 

Definitely a personable group.

“Hm, well, I guess Todoroki-kun isn’t here today?” Mina mutters as you enter the break room that has couches and comfortable-looking chairs. “Such a shame! You would have loved to see the office hottie!”

You snort at that, lips curled into a granulous smile as you place your plastic container with food into the fridge. “I’m sure I’ll live,” you brush off the fact that there was an absent person on your floor today.

“That’s the thing, though,” Mina points a finger at you, a lone eyebrow raised and a confident smirk on her face. “You won’t be thinking that again the moment you see him!”

You laugh, eyes crinkling as Mina joins your laughter. Eventually, she motions for the both of you to leave, and you nod in understanding. And with a weird sense of comfort and belonging, you realized that this job was going to be good. 

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Eventually, you had been working at Toshinori Company for two months.

Sixty-two days to be precise, and in all that time, you had only met Todoroki Shouto once. Even then, you had only seen the man walking through the office with a blank face, fingers in his pockets as two other men were walking in front of him, bickering lightly.

Had Mina not quite literally thrown herself across the table and gripped the collar of your shirt and twisted your head to look at him, you would have never caught a glimpse at the man with red and white hair. The three of them walked into the break room and came back out with their own lunches before leaving.

And that was it.

You had learned that the three of them (Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku, and Bakugou Katsuki) were within your department but worked very closely with the very high up members within the company. Many rumors pointed at one of the three taking over the company when the current CEO stepped down. They were, however, on the roster for your floor; they just never appeared except to pick up their lunches. Something they seemed to come to grab whenever you were a) way too fucking busy or b) not in the room.

You weren’t too bothered, though.

It wasn’t like you were trying to date one of them! You had only wanted to say hi.

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Now, at ninety days, you had your first and probably most crucial evaluation. 

Toshinori Yagi, the man who founded and currently ran this company, sat before you, looking at papers within a folder with tired but kind blue eyes. He nodded, impressed (hopefully), making small comments about the work you had been able to accomplish, a smile becoming a warming grin as he looked up.

“I’m impressed by the performance you’ve managed to attend to despite the short while you’ve been here, y/l/n-shojo,” Toshinori spoke, his fingers threading together and placing them onto the table. “I knew it was an excellent decision to put you in that position, and you exceeded my entire expectation!”

You flushed at that, lips twitching as you attempted to suppress that smile of yours. 

“Thank you, Toshinori-san,” you practically wheeze as he waves off your thanks.

“No need to thank me, you’ve done all this work!” he laughs, tired eyes closing with a glorious supply of crow's feet blooming at the corner of his eyes. “Typically, at these evaluations, I ask a bunch of questions because there isn’t too much anyone can do in their first ninety days, I must admit.”

“Oh?”

“Mhm, but because I am curious, is there anything that has been happening as of late that you feel needs to be addressed with me?”

You felt yourself stiffen but knew your one and only complaint was not something to bring up in this setting.

“No, nothing,” you shrug, and Toshinori beams.

“I’m glad!”

Now, the problem.

The big, fat, stinky, hooligan, wanting to throttle someone problem.

For the past sixty of your ninety days, someone has been stealing your lunch.

Yes, you heard that correctly; someone was stealing your damn lunch! Every morning you woke up and prepared a delicious bento box for yourself. Some days you went as far as cutting shapes into your fruits and veggies just to make yourself grin. You weren’t the best chef in the world, but your bento boxes were pretty enough to make up for it, in your opinion. But the thing is, every day when you went into the communal fridge, you noticed two things.

One, your bento box was no longer in the same place, and two, the bento box was not yours at all.

The food was disastrously organized. Rice and lettuce spilling out in every partition in the box. The fruit and veggies often packed in this box had multiple cuts in them, implying that whoever did this was less than ideal with a knife. The meat was often oversalted, the sushi never sitting together, and everything was just… not it.

The first time you had sighed and eaten it, grumbling about how your precious lunch was stolen. But you had quickly figured out that it was inedible, and Mina, Uraraka, and Yaoyorozu thank god, offered to share their meals. 

Seeing that you were distressed about how someone stole your egg and octopus sausages one day, Mina declared that they would watch the break room for whoever was stealing your light blue bento box. The first day you staked out, you had done it with Mina. But ten minutes into waiting around, you needed to pee. So you stood up and left in a hurry, leaving Mina alone.

But when you returned, Mina was gone, instead standing by Kirishima’s desk with a bright grin and a stance that screamed that she heard something she liked (gossip, possible in-office romance, a love confession?). Her jaw dropped as she noticed you and Kirishima had turned and waved in your direction as you raced into the break room to open the fridge, and sure enough, your bento was gone.

The next time, you staked out with Uraraka. Your arms were folded, your bladder cleared, and your lips twisted into a pout as you glared and stared down every single member who entered the room. Uraraka whispered to you her guesses about just who might be the thief, every other person rating an 8/10 likelihood of stealing your lunch.

But as the both of you sat there, your eyes narrowed at each passerby, no one came to collect your bento today.

“Deku-kun, no packed lunch today?” Uraraka asked as the green, curly-haired man you had only met once previously raced into the break room, grabbing the extra chopsticks meticulously hidden in the third bottom draw.

“Ah, Uraraka-san, y/l/n-san! Uh, no,” Midoriya greeted you both, who apparently responds to the nickname Deku, laughs off as he grabs a handful of napkins. “Todoroki-kun left all our lunches in his car by accident, and well… they spoiled… Kacchan’s pissed, so I ran off to get lunch for us today!”

Uraraka laughed, shaking her head, “Leave it to Todoroki-kun to act that way.”

Midoriya laughed, bright and clearly in agreement, “You should have seen his face when Kacchan asked for his lunch! I swear–”

“HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO GRAB FUCKING CHOPSTICKS, SHIT-KU! I’M FUCKING STARVING!” a voice roared from nowhere near the entrance of the break room. You did, however, jump a bit, eyes turning toward the break room entrance to see the blond man (Bakugou? Kacchan? You had no idea which was correct) near the entrance of the floor. 

“It’s only been a minute, Kacchan, relax!” Midoriya laughs, completely unaffected by the startling shout as he waves goodbye to both you and Uraraka before leaving, joining Bakugou as the both of them seem to talk comfortably… well, maybe more like bickering.

“Why are they–”

“Childhood friends, apparently,” Uraraka sighed, but the smile on her face betrays her exasperation.

No one stole your bento that day.

Yaoyorozu took up the third stake out, the two of you idly chatting about tea. You honestly had no idea what to talk about with Yaomomo; she was often just so elegant and mature despite being your age. When you learned that her family was in charge of the Yaoyorozu Corp, it had been strangely easy to accept that. 

It made sense.

So as the two of you stood at the kitchen sink, boiling water for tea Yaomomo swore would be the best matchup for your packed nigiri, the both of you missed the man who walked into the room, opened the fridge, and took your lunch.

“I… I am so sorry,” Yaomomo apologized, head bowed dangerously low as the both of you looked at the sloppily cut salmon in your not actual bento. “Please eat my food in reparation.”

“No, it’s okay,” you sigh, chewing on the somehow still warm salmon. “I deserved this loss.”

Luck was just on this man's side, it seemed. No matter what you did, you could never catch the man in action, and you were ready to give up.

But this was the last attempt you said to yourself as you returned to your office floor, the evaluation done, and the rest of your life coming to light. You could do this. No! You WOULD do this!

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“Why don’t you just put your name on your bento box?” Bakugou asked, a lone eyebrow raised in what you could only assume was judgment and pity. The explosive man was standing in the doorway of the breakroom, watching as you and Mina were trying to climb up the counters of the breakroom to grab the camera you had previously planted. “Obviously, it doesn’t have your name on it.”

“Um,” you squeak, having been obviously caught by someone who intimidated you just the slightest bit. “That’s a good idea, thank you, Bakugou-san.”

“Tch, whatever, just clean up the damn counters, fucking nasty standing up on there. Some people prepare their food there.”

“We would never forget to do that!” you argue, desperate to not leave a bad impression on this man.

“I don’t know much about you, but I know raccoon eyes over there would.”

“MY NAME IS MINA!”

“Like I care.”

He left without so much as a wave but did seem to nod with his departure. You sighed as you hopped off the counter, Mina grabbing the cleaning supplies as she cursed out the long-gone man under her breath. 

But you were looking at the fridge with your missing bento box.

“I can’t believe I never put my name on it.”

“It’s okay! Not even Yaomomo thought of it, so I say we are still smart!”

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It was the next day, you were at your desk, anxious as hell as you did your work, trying not to focus on the fact that it was lunchtime and you were actively avoiding the break room. You wondered if they wouldn’t come and collect it today. If somehow they were an asshole and wouldn’t care if your name was on it! What would happen then? What if it was someone like Bakugou who was taking your lunch? What then? You were sure you would cave in slight fear and major intimidation if he said that your lunch was his now.

“Want a cutie while we wait, cutie?” Mina asked, waving the small tangerine in her fingers as she grins.

“Please,” you say in gratitude for the food because you were starving. “Thank you.”

Eventually, you lost track of what was happening, becoming all too invested in the conversation that Mina was telling you about that involved Kaminari, Kirishima, Bakugou, Midoriya, twenty-seven Red Bulls, fifteen Monsters, and five shots of sake. It seemed that the former two were quite big instigators when they wanted to be, and the latter two were unable to back away from challenges, especially when the other was involved.

“Y/l/n?” an unfamiliar voice called from behind you, and you turned partially in your chair as you looked behind you.

Standing behind you was a tall man with red and white hair, and from this distance, you noticed immediately that his eyes were a deep grey and brilliant blue.

Todoroki Shouto.

“T-Todoroki-san!” you greet him back, voice unable to keep from trembling as your nerves shot up. What was going on? You two had never interacted before! He was always gone, never present, and whenever he was in the office, it seemed that you weren’t there.

He cleared his throat and raised up two identical bento boxes.

“It seems… I have apparently been stealing your bento boxes,” he concludes, pressing the blue bento box with your name written on it into your hands.

Your jaw drops as your fingers curve around the cool plastic, eyes blinking up a storm as you try to abstain from laughing high pitched and ugly like. 

“It was you?!”

A pink color blooms onto his cheeks as he averts his eye contact with you and nods slowly, “I am so sorry.”

“I just… how?!” you exclaim, exasperated, this man obviously being a bit dense if he had no idea he was taking your bento box!

“I prepare my bento boxes the night before, and I don’t really remember what I put into them….” Todoroki explains slowly, his hand rubbing the back of his neck, his tongue clicking the roof of his tongue. “I just thought that my cooking was improving and that I was somehow doing an amazing job.”

The grin that overcomes your face is one of subtle, strange fondness and soft warmth. “I can tell you that you probably haven’t improved much,” you tease, opening your bento box to see your prepared meal for the day. 

Cucumber salad, bulgogi beef, rice, and some fruit.

It was packed exactly how you remembered.

“I can’t believe I finally get to eat a meal I prepared,” you continue to tease, your eyes moving up to meet Todoroki, who was also looking at your bento previously. “Thank you for returning my meals and apologizing.”

“It was nothing,” Todoroki waved off with a single hand before opening up his own disastrously assembled bento box. It looked worse than usual today. Everything was just thrown in, it seemed. You saw egg and rice, but everything else in there was indescribable. He smiles at you before sighing at his bento. “This looks more like my stuff.”

You laugh, shaking your head, “You want to share my bento box? I’m sure you probably don’t want to return to that.”

“No, it’s okay,” Todoroki gently declined, although he looked at your bento with great want. He cleared his throat, gaze moving to lock on yours, and you swore his cheeks were still pink but no longer from embarrassment. “I just wanted to come and apologize for stealing your lunch for so long and to thank you for the meals; they were all delicious. Especially the soba you had made.”

“It’s all good; it’s in the past now,” you say gently, somehow finding yourself falling for a man you’ve barely just begun to talk with. The both of you stare at each other, and your skin feels warm. You chuckle, gaze averting for a moment before returning as you tease him. “Although, if you steal from me again, I’m not so sure if I’ll be so lenient.”

“It won’t happen again, promise,” Todoroki smiles, and you feel your spine melt. “But I would love to make it up to you somehow. I can make you dinner one night or something?”

You laugh, head shaking, “No, absolutely not; I don’t trust your cooking skills just yet. But you can definitely take me out to dinner.”

“Yeah, I can definitely do that,” Todoroki agrees, and the both of you fall silent as the shy stares continue. “Does, um… is Friday at seven okay with you?”

“That works,” you say, and Todoroki smiles.

“Good, I’ll uh, see you then?”

“See you,” you agree with a sweet smile before turning around, your fingers raised in a small wave. 

You turn to see Mina, Uraraka, and Yaomomo staring at you, eyes comically wide and so very intrigued.

“Oh… my… GOD!” Mina shrieked as Todoroki walks away, and you shriek as she jumps across the table and shakes you, screaming about office romances and meet-cutes being entirely too underrated. “PROMISE ME I’LL BE INVITED TO THE WEDDING!!!!”

“MINA!”

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It would take about three years of dating, several months of teaching Shouto how to cook, which resulted in a few bellyaches. Still, eventually yes, Mina would be invited to your wedding.

[niks-minion]

Bnha 319

It’s been years since I wrote a chapter analysis but this chapter came to my door with “sup bro, the time has come, we’re having some good stuff here” so here we go!

Well, hello, I missed your faces so much, my precious boys!!! Welcome and pls stick around from now on.

Yeah, Baku tear this stupid letter. Bc letters are for losers, we all wait for bkdk 3 face to face!

So the whole class is having a 5 o’clock tea in a calm atmosphere and then boom the top 3 interns team is “well hello fellas, quit this sorry pity party we’re gonna go kick on nerd’s ass”

Iida, the serious guys he is goes “yeah ok, but we kinda need a plan or, you know, at least his location. If you’re saying Deku is with top three, maybe you can provide a bit more data here?” Good point Iida, keep it up.

“So guys how’s you mentors doing? Catching villains, kicking asses?” “Well fuck if we know, but Deku is probably with them” “well maybe you could you know, call them? Message in Line?”

Yeah boy, you’ve seen enough to comprehend the level of selfless recklessness. Was a main star of an action once.

I like how Bakugou is stepping up, ready to be the leader, taking responsibility. And how everyone in class a is ok with that. That guy’ vocabulary didn’t have “a team work” on its pages, and look at him now!

Shouto: my old man hasn’t been spamming my phone. Suspicious!

Ojirou: So the security system was upgraded and oh hey, have you seen AM around? No? Suspicious! 👀

Anyhow, Uraraka is just like “you know when someone is ghosting you, you just pick someone else phone,duh?”

So they’re asking the principal to summon Todoroki-kun. Nezu is ofc on board.

Surprise!!!!

BAKUGOU WEARING A TIE, omg!!!!!!!! That’s the content!💥

Seriously boy, who forced you? Who tied it for you? Who died for this to happen? I have so many questions 👀

My tdbk heart is screaming for this arm touching, thank Hori, I like seeing them being cozy and stuff.

Honestly I don’t get why Enji being an alumni means that he can’t not to show up. What, is it like “we were dealing with your sorry ass you owe this school till the end of times?”

Shouto: sorry guys, I’m gonna go first here, ok? Class 1A: be our guest, buddy.

Shouto “thanks. khm khm. WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU, OLD MAN?!!!AM I A JOKE TO YOU?”

You go boy!!

I’m so damn hyped that Shouto let his frustrations out, I missed pissed off Shouto. Because even after having heart to heart he was still left behind for the greater good. Not cool.

Bakugou, the bff he is, patting Todo on the shoulder “ok chill bro, I’ll take it from here, go get a strawberry milk or smth”

There is something really catching in this panel. Bakugou seems more mature, shoulders broader, figure more imposing.

So Kats tells Enji “ok, old man, you wanted to help but as always you screwed shit up. Nothing new here. Now as I have a “Deku 101” manual in my room, I’m telling you, AM plus that nerdy ass is the worst team ever.

Enji is listening, bc ofc why not. He can be a good listener when it’s not his son talking.

Todoroki kun gives his phone with GPS, he’s rich, he can afford it. If Sero didn’t catch it, he’d just throw one more.

Next let’s enjoy some profound friendship stuff. The whole class is ready to go and save their classmate now. Quite an upgrade since Baku kidnapping.

I like Iida. That’s it.

Also I’ve been hoping to see Shouto being disappointed about Mido lying to his face since that moment after jta arc. Pls give my boy a hug. While bkdk 3 is in the air, I want tddk talk to happen too.

Nezu: ok you can take Deku. Nezu a while later: ok actually after giving it some thought bring him back. Slipped from my mind that out security system is actually a thing now.

Permission granted, class 1 a is ready to drag one nerdy ass back.

Baaaaaam

I like the parallel with AM monument. The class is standing right in front of it, declaring “WE ARE HERE”

And now, the fight of the year, Broccoli boy vs Feral gremlin and co. !!!

Bakugou is mocking Deku, calling him out on his bullshit. Nothing new here.

Can I quickly say, how beautiful Kacchan is? Sorry not sorry.

Kudos to the boy, he’s ready to go all the way to bring his frenemy back.

Kudos to Iida for that supporting hand on the back. I anticipate a badass combo attack.

Honestly I was bitter Shouto is not on the last frame but then I gave it some thought and it’s ok. They have a plan and act accordingly. Precious friendo time will come in a bit.

Anyhow, I really enjoyed this chapter. And I’m looking forward to the next one. I have speculations on what’s gonna happen, but I already rumbled about it in my yesterday shit posting. Basically I’m just happy to see class 1A faces. Iida plus some tdbk warmed my heart for the next 7 days. And gifted me tons of new hcs. Thanks sensei.

[bloomyagi]

beautiful, beloved, mine (m)

summary: you set him ablaze. he can only hope you like watching him burn for you. alternatively: this love for you is consuming him, and it all comes out in a badly vomited confession after he corners you at a gala.

pairings: shouto todoroki x f!reader

genre: pro heroes au, characters are aged up 20+

warnings: smut, dry humping, shouto comes in his pants, sub!shouto, he’s a good boi for you, he loves you very much n wants to be your baby

length: 2,447

notes: can u tell how much i love him pls -

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“Can I be yours?”

Shouto Todoroki, ranked third pro-hero in Japan, has his strong arms braced around your head. In all your years of friendship, he has never been anything but exceedingly polite. He is well-behaved, thoughtful and sharp. He is guarded, though not intentionally, not anymore—it is reflex, a shield he has never really learned to lower. A reminder of his childhood.

You think he’s drunk. He must be, beautiful dual-coloured locks dishevelled, black button-up half-open and exposing his gorgeous collarbone. You watch, unwittingly, as a bead of sweat trickle down his neck. His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, biceps flexing.

The dimmed lighting unfairly accosts you with his devastatingly handsome features and muscular body. And his eyes. His heterochromatic eyes are alight with something fierce and intense. They are also clear, glowing, almost, in the dark.

The two of you are somehow on the balcony, shut away from the rest of the world, the bass and the sounds of life fading in your little bubble until all you can hear is the blood rushing in your ears, the warmth of his breath, the heat of skin and the fluttering of your heart in your throat. The cement wall digs into your back.

No, you correct yourself. He isn’t drunk. He’s barely tipsy. He doesn’t like to drink, rarely acquiesces to Kirishima’s insistence of shots.

He doesn’t smell like alcohol. His scent has always been calming, detectable under the thin layer expensive cologne he uses—he doesn’t like perfumed smells either, only uses it on nights like these, when he’s obliged to look the part—that fresh, cool scent. Of clean sheets, laundry detergent.

Still, this is out of character. Todoroki has never once crossed a line with you, with anyone. He’s quiet, reserved, though he smiles more now, the forming dimples in the corner of his eyes a living testament to his character growth. He treats others fairly. He is not unkind, honest and straight-forward. He is many things, and with the way he’s gazing down at you now, you are suddenly reminded of Midoriya’s hushed remarks earlier.

“You can’t see it, but Todoroki-kun treats you differently. He thinks about you, what you’d like and what you like. He cares about you so he’s careful around you. He wants to cherish you. He’s cold because he uncertain. He doesn’t know what to do. This is all new to him.”

“What is?”

The number one pro-hero had looked at you strangely. “Being in love.”

Midoriya is indisputably Todoroki’s best friend. Still, his actions are baffling. Why you? Why now? No, you couldn’t see it at all.

“Todoroki, are you drunk?”

“No. Though I required a little … liquid courage, as they say,” he rasps. He’s so close. His voice, so deep and husky, has you biting your lower lip. His gaze falls immediately.

He doesn’t touch you. The way his arms flex, hands clenching and unclenching, and his stiff posture tells you he wants to. He’s visibly restraining himself. Waiting, watching. Hoping.

“You never … why me?” You say softly.

“I could not. I wanted to, so badly. I have always wanted you. I always thought it was impossible for someone like me—to find someone I would want to share my life with, given my upbringing and dysfunctional family. But then things changed, got better, and then I met you.” He takes a shaky breath.

“I found wordless comfort in your mere presence. I found I could be emboldened, empowered, changed by your words. Every day I wondered how I could be worthy of you—if I could ever be worthy of you. Then I realized it was you … it would not matter to you, so long as I was honest with who I was. That is just the kind of person you are …” He shuts his eyes. His lashes are so long, you note absently.

“I am touched by your existence … I find joy in your spirit, yearning for your embrace, for the heat of your skin pressed against mine, I crave it … these foreign desires, they elicit something dark within myself,” he continues, breathing a little ragged now.

“This need, this desperation, like fire spreading in my veins, uncontrollable and hungry … I feel restless, itching for something, someone … Now I finally understand. I feel like I want to—to devour you. It is no longer enough, seeing you as I do, being as we are, mere friends … I want more, need more. With this desire to monopolize, I fear I have become … insatiable,” he trails off, turning his face to the side in shame.

Oh. Shouto Todoroki is in love with you, you realize with a jolt. He longs for you. For your companionship, your wit, your soul and your body. Your heart.

You reach up with a trembling hand to touch his jaw, guiding him until he looked at you once more. He doesn’t resist, pliant and eager as he leans into your hold.

“Only if I can be yours in return,” you say.

He lurches forward, knees nearly giving out as he slumps in your arms. “Oh, thank god, I … I was anxious I would have ruined everything. I knew it was unlikely they would be reciprocated, but I—I had to try,” he gasps. “This desire, it was consuming me.”

“Todoroki …” You thumb his cheekbone. He sighs faintly, body curving over yours as he presses close. “Call me Shouto, please …”

“Shouto.” He makes a strangled noise.

“Again. Please. You must understand, I have longed for this for so long …” He pleads shyly.

“Shouto,” you whisper, stroking his cheek. He’s so unexpectedly adorable. So, so adorable.

“My apologies, darling. I know I’m taking liberties, but I’m weak … I’m not strong enough to resist such temptation. Not while you are here, in front of me like nights when I dared to dream… So beautiful.” He nuzzles your palm.

You flush at his term of endearment, at the rawness of his tone. He has laid himself bare, singing his truth like a Shakespeare sonnet.

“You woo me like you’re waxing poetry … does this often work with others?” You murmur. You think you’re in real danger of melting.

His eyes fly open in alarm. “No. Never. It has only ever been you. I speak only from the heart, I have never—never done this before, am I explaining myself poorly? I am often told my words could use some more tact …”

Your heart swells.

“I’m just teasing, Shouto,” you say softly, combing a hand through his locks apologetically. “Your words are beautiful, I’m touched, truly.”

He relaxes, curling closer in your embrace.

“You don’t know … how I dream of building a home with you, of sharing all my firsts with you, cooking and setting the table with you … breakfast after long nights, filling the space between us with laughter and joy. Sleeping next to you,” he slurs. And then he goes on plainly, “How I fist myself every night thinking of the swell of your hips, the curl of your lips, your sweet, enthralling scent …”

You inhale sharply. Part of you is entirely taken back by the dual-haired hero’s use of uncharacteristically vulgar descriptions. His words drip over you like a honeyed aphrodisiac. Sweet and addictive.

“May I?” He draws closer, hands releasing you to brace against the concrete behind. Your body shivers involuntarily, missing the heat of his palms immediately.

“Yes,” you whisper.

Shouto dips his head, beautiful heterochromatic eyes watching you carefully for any sign of hesitation or indication you wanted to stop. Ever the gentleman.

This is who he is, you realize. Respectful of your boundaries, honest and, with you, gentle. He eyes flutter close when his lips touch yours. They’re warm, sweet with a hint of the alcohol he consumed earlier. Your fingers bury themselves in his locks, the kiss unhurried, savouring each moment.

Then you open your mouth, tongue touching his. And Shouto falters. He groans throatily, your nose tickling at the scent of ash. Ah. He’s losing control. He jerks away quickly, right hand enclosing over his left.

“Don’t tempt me,” he rasps, blush rising.

You snag the rumpled collar of his shirt, pulling him close. “Kiss me again.”

And when you guide his hands over your hips, he grips them tightly and crushes his mouth against yours, kissing you hard. Spit runs down your chins, messy and sensual.

Something hard presses against your inner thigh. You push his legs apart and shove your leg in between. He chokes, eyes rolling back.

“Ngh—!” He gasps. “More—hngg—please!”

You pull back to survey him. He chases after you, lips slick and swollen.

“Shouto. You like this?”

He pauses, sucking in a breath sharply, eyes flickering. And then—

“Yes,” he whispers, a whisp of flame flaring on his left.

Your core clenches over nothing at his needy, humiliated tone.

“I like this too,” you confess, trailing a hand over the ridges of his abdomen, fascinated by the way the muscles clench.

Shouto mewls, chest thrusting forward when you pinch his nipples experimentally through the cotton. “Ah—ughh—yes!”

“Can you come like this?” You wonder absently as you twist his perked nubs harshly. He moans brokenly, hips jerking.

“I—I d-don’t­—kno—hah,” he pants, eyes half-lidded as he struggles to focus. Pleasure clouds his senses, head fuzzy and vision hazy.

“Can you get off here, like this?” You ask softly. “I want to see you come undone.”

Shouto blinks blearily at you, nodding eagerly. “Hng—yes, wanna be good for you,” he slurs. Oh. My. If you weren’t dripping before, you certainly are now.

He stumbles a little as you push him against the wall, switching positions. He’s barely standing at this point, leaning heavily against the cement as he gazes up at you with glazed eyes. He looks utterly fucked out and utterly delectable.

You undo the remainder of his buttons, holding him back firmly when he whines, pawing at the fabric, wanting to rip it off.

“We still have to walk out of here,” you remind him, giggling. His only blinks at you blankly as if to say and? Too gone to think of the consequences.

“This view is reserved for my eyes only,” you murmur, nails scraping against his nipples. He gasps, back arcing. “Yes, yes!” He agrees mindlessly.

He grinds against your thigh desperately, the weight of his cock heavy and hot. He throbs at every touch.

“Kiss—kiss, please,” he whines, reaching for you. You oblige, internally fawning over his cuteness.

His hips move faster, chasing release as he moans and keens into your mouth.

He parts from you with a gasp and wet shlick. “Feels so good—sho good—hngg,” he babbles. His asymmetric temperatures intensify, the heat of his left searing you and the chill of the right piercing you.

“Oh—I’m—I’m c-cu—” he cries out, gripping you tightly as he fucks himself against your thigh urgently. You push your leg against him harder, nails digging into his stomach.

“Come for me Sho,” you murmur, biting his lower lip. His mouth parts in a silent wail, head tossing as his eyes roll. His body shudders, something warm seeping into the fabric of your jeans.

With a strangled groan, he sags against you, exhausted and spent. You stroke his hair soothingly, brushing back the sweaty locks and peppering chaste kisses over his face as he comes down slowly.

Faintly, you register someone calling your name.

“Oh, Midoriya. Over here.”

Shouto is too out of it, still coming down from his high, his soft moans tickling your ear

“Oh, there you are! Have you seen Todoroki-kun? I—oh!” He squeaks loudly, spinning on his heel immediately and covering his reddening face.

What a sight the two of you must be. A perfectly debauched Shouto, shirt falling over his broad shoulders, the fabric clinging to his glistening skin, raised lines over his bare chest that appear angrier in the darkened lighting, slumped over you, body trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm.

The One for All user pales when he spots the noticeable burn the size of a palm on the wall behind your head.

“Uh—neverminditwasn’timportanthahahaohsomeone’scallingmegottagobye!” Midoriya practically screams in your face before bolting from the scene in the next beat.

Shouto manages a tired chuckle as you blink in the wake of his dust.

“You’re surprisingly shameless,” you remark when you turn back to him.

His wry smile slips, letting out a weak mewl when you squeeze his cock over his slacks teasingly. He’s already chubbing up, hips rolling slowly against your touch.

“I told you, didn’t I? I’m insatiable when it comes to you, darling,” he murmurs, cheeks dusting.

“Then let’s continue,” you say, helping him stand. He valiantly tries to salvage whatever is left of his shirt, but it’s hopeless. He gives up, letting it drift apart, sculpted abdomen and chest in full view.

“Hmm. I quite like this view,” your palm rests on his stomach, smiling when he jolts at your warmth.

“My place or yours?” He breathes, pulling you flush to him.

“Yours, I think. I’ve been meaning to try out your new jacuzzi,” you rest your cheek against his chest, tracing nonsensical patterns on his pec. Goosebumps rise on his skin, and you can hear the rapid fluttering of his pulse. He’s—nervous?

“I built it for you,” he confesses, burying his face into your hair. “After you mentioned how much you wanted to try one, I thought—well, I don’t know what I thought. I only know that I went out the next day to hire a contractor and expand my bathroom. I suppose part of me nurtured a hope I’d one day pluck enough courage to ask you to come over and give it a try …”

You pull away, looking up at him in disbelief. He laughs dryly at your expression.

“Yes. I know. It sounds as irrational as it felt. I still haven’t used it yet.”

“Then …,” you hesitate. And then you say shyly, “Then if you’d like … we could try it today? Together?”

“I … yes, I’d love that,” Shouto swallows thickly.

You take his hand as the two of you start to make your way back. He squeezes your hand once.

“Let’s go home,” you say softly. The corner of his heterochromatic eyes crinkle, lips curling into a gentle beam. He looks radiant, beauty amplified by his dishevelled and unkept state. He leans down to kiss the corner of your mouth.

“Yes,” he says. “Let’s.”

[class1akids]

BNHA 301 - Thoughts

Well, we all thought that we’ll tune in to the next episode of the Keeping Up with the Todorokis telenovela - but boy, this is no soap opera anymore, it’s a goddam Greek Tragedy with hubris, jealousy and ambition, with mere humans playing god and paying the price in tears and madness and turning their firstborn into a cursed demon. (That fire demon halo / crown there is amazing)

This chapter turns on its had many assumptions we’ve been holding onto since the Sport Festival, and no, it is not retcon - it’s just non-linear story-telling from different perspectives. 

So Enji and Rei met on some fancy Quirk Tinder, and while it does seem Rei’s family was really grooming her to marry well,  she did have some choice in the matter. She realized it was a quirk marriage and went ahead with it nonetheless. (Greek chorus murmurs in disquiet.) 

The flower is back again - and it seems it held something important meaning to Rei - maybe he hope that Enji sees her as something more than just her name and her quirk, but as an individual. The soft, elusive Rei all in white is a stark contrast to the woman in the present

who is dressed in all black like an angel of death and comes in with a dramatic “stomp” and “whoosh” of her dress to tell her husband that she’s fucking not okay, because their son is a mass murderer who almost killed their other son, plus the family’s dirty laundry has been aired on national television. 

Things are actually the opposite of fine. (I love this Rei!!!! She won’t melt anymore...)

In the meantime, Touya is hanging out in the little villain-dacha in the forest, on a ratty couch, doing that hand-staring thing that seems to be genetic among the Todoroki-men. Also, he spends a whole lot of time thinking about his dear dad he claims to hate so much. They are weirdly co-dependent. 

I recreated this panel with the honorifics, because it’s kind of telling how he talks of Fuyumi as if she was still a little girl, Natsuo gets -kun, which is weird for a brother, and Shouto is just Shouto. Yep. He does not like the little puppet masterpiece, if that was not clear until now. 

Also I love this panel so much, with the tear of blood dramatically dripping onto the panel of his childhood home. What a fantastic image. 

We are transported right back to the Ch. 291 timeline, where Touya first burns himself. In the meantime, he has a few extra white locks, and is extremely grumpy because he’s dad is not training with him (aka special father-son bonding time).

I just can’t with his little Endeavor-merch T-shirt and angry tmp-tmp. 

and his little pout. OMG. How can anyone resist this kid?

So Enji actually has a reason, because they are going to what looks like Central hospital to see a quirk doctor (who looks totally like Ujiko), who tells them tough luck, but Touya has a body built for cold-resistance. So yeah, not a good match for a fire quirk. Also, “quirk experimentation is kind of taboo” howls the Greek chorus in the back “quit while you still can”. 

Enji, the stubborn ass he is instead goes home and broods staring at Zeus All Might saving some ridiculously large number of towns, remembering how he told Touya that he can totally surpass All Might. That’ll be a tough discussion. 

Looks like stubborn is not only Enji’s territory. Because Touya will totally outstubborn him, and he continues to burn himself to get Endeavor’s attention back. 

Todoroki “Nom-Nom” Fuyumi (OMG!!! She’s adorable) is already the voice of reason in this family of crazy. Yes Touya, people who love you don’t wanna see you hurt.

 Well, Enji will surely outsmart this 6-year-old, won’t he? Maybe offer to play lego or something? Go on a holiday and give him the idea to start a bug-collection?

Or....

let’s have more kids to crush Touya’s spirit until he forgets about heroes.... Sigh... What a terrible way to deal with this situation.  And Rei goes along with a deep sense of foreboding.

OK, there is something good in this...because...

Natsuo is born - and the contrast between Fuyumi’s sincere excitement and joy, and Touya’s absolute crushed expression (also the Endeavor merch has undergone a more sinister re-design, from a friendly flame to a frightening fire mask). It’s kind of telling that Enji is missing completely from this scene. (Natsuo wasn’t lying about Enji never even looking him in the eye...)

And then some years of Enji turning into an obsessed workaholic and it looks like Rei gives it another try - maybe desperate to calm him down and Shouto is born - doing the All Might pose in his little hand-me-down onesie. 

And it seems like there is one look and the whole family knows he’s the one. Enji’s manic grin, Rei is relieved because she thinks the worst is over (oh little naive one, there is always a price for miracles - whispers the Greek chorus) and Touya is just fucking dead inside. 

He’s so broken or he should be. But he keeps training, so desperate for Enji’s friggin’ attention and faith in him. It’s in a way an utterly banal story of older child being sidelined, but with the added burden of the original expectations, Touya’s stubborn streak to succeed, his insane need for paternal validation - it just makes it the perfect storm. 

So Touya keeps training, despite his parents’ best efforts to crush his spirit. He doesn’t give up and keeps burning himself. 

And yes, Enji tries to tell him to go outside and play and see the whole world, but his words have no effect because everything in Enji’s own life says that there is nothing outside of hero stuff. This beautiful family with these amazing children wasn’t enough to cure his obsession. 

And this panel here totally broke my heart - as Touya says he can’t understand:

(I’m sorry, but I changed the translation on this one, because I thought this line hit better like this).  It’s so tragic that both Touya and Enji see how similar they are, that it’s a madness shared between them, destroying both of them. And they can’t help each other. 

It’s heartbreaking. 

Whew... let’s look at some adorable Todoroki-children as a breather says the Greek chorus. 

Shouto is really just chilling there like his existence isn’t the cause of the crumbling of this entire family and eventually of hero society. 

Hi there cutie...

Oh yeah, this is the moment that the demon-child is born ready to destroy the little puppet masterpiece usurper and he legit attacks baby Shouto in Rei’s arms. This kind of puts a whole new spin on the kids being separated from Shouto and the Rei attacks Shouto plotlines. (Also, it’s like the second time all the Todo-children are on the same panel).

Rei also explains now her lines about regret from the previous chapter and takes some of the blame about Touya’s mental state. (oh, no, Rei, what did you do?)

In any case, Touya seems mentally to be at a really vulnerable state. So let’s say if he was taken to a quirk-based medicine health clinic, and he were to run into a doctor that promised him unlimited power, what are the chances he’d go for it?

To be continued... 

[trynafindlibras]

Drunk in Love

Todoroki Shouto x fem!reader

So this is my first piece and I’m nervous but here you guys go😖 Also please let me know if you want more content my request are open.

Word Count : 2.8k

A/N: Also not proof read, I wrote this midnight and I am extremely tired. So sorry if there is many mistakes I promise to better.

Warnings : 18+, all characters are aged up, smut, drunk sex, dom reader, alcohol consumption, fluff, sex toy mentioned, cursing, and fem!reader

While putting on the last step of your makeup you thought to yourself if this was the right thing to do. You had begged Shouto to take him to meet his friends, because you wanted to understand his personal life better. But doesn’t mean that you weren’t fucking nervous. When it came to Shouto were nervous about everything that involved you getting into his personal life more. You wanted him happy, that was your biggest goal. 

While lost in your thoughts, you didn’t notice your boyfriend of 2 years looking at you with pure admiration.

“ You know you shouldn’t stress to much Y/N.”

Pulling away from your thoughts you turned to look at him 

“ Well I can’t help it. What if they don’t like me” you trembled 

“ We can always cancel and call for takeo-”

“No!”

Even though you were nervous, doesn’t mean you were going to back down from this. This is nothing, right?

Finishing up with your makeup, Shouto had stared the car. It was Kirishima’s 27th birthday. Shouto had said that your going to this nice ass restaurant. “ The finest of them all” he smirked. 

On the way their you hand were shaking badly. You had always struggled with anxiety growing up, and meeting new people was a trigger. But you wanted to challenge yourself because you knew you could do it. And so did he.

Noticing that your hands were shaking he grabbed them at the red light. Heating up his left side to bring some comfort to them he smiled to you. “You know, I love you with all my being” he whispered. You gave him a small smile to hide your fear. 

Arriving at the restaurant, you took in a shaky breath and headed inside. Walking inside you can hear, what you assumed as his classmates, talking loudly. Getting closer you heard his friends shout his name. They were all sitting at a long rectangular table with beautiful center places.

“Hey Todoroki-kun” someone man with green curls shout

“Hey guys. Everyone I want you to meet my girlfriend Y/L/N, Y/N” Shouto shouted with excitement.

Coming from behind Shouto, “ Hi, but please call me Y/N” you gulped

After being introduced to everyone, you sat next to Mina at the end of the table. Once seated your were given a glass of wine, as soon as you received it you chugged it down without anyone noticing. Trying to be classy and not looking like an alcoholic. But then later you had gotten your 2nd glass of the night. 

As the night continued on you could see there was nothing to worry about in the first place. Everyone was sweet, no one judged you, and this group was the funniest people to be around. Now even though you had calmed down with your nerves, you were on your 5th glass of wine. You usually didn’t drink on the regular, and also your a massive light weight so you could feel wine getting to you. 

“So Y/N tell me about yourself. Its not everyday that Shouto brings an attractive girl to meet us” Momo spoke.

You looked up finishing your last bite of the birthday cake served. You tried your best to not slur your words, but now it was up to god if he was gonna let you embarrass yourself in front of Shouto’s friends.

“Aww thank you. Well for starters I’m the top OBGYN at Tokyo Central Hospital. My quirk allows me to make the birthing process quicker and painless for the mother. And also I just love babies.” you said calmly. 

Now you were starting to feel the wine really get to you. Its not like you were a sloppy drunk or a mean drunk. But a HORNY drunk.  And you were starting to feel pulses down there. So you crossed your legs tightly to relieve some of the tension that was currently happening in your panties. But someone also started to notice your little movements. And he felt the need to tease you. 

He placed is hand on your thigh, really close to your core. In fact his pinky was rubbing your slit slightly through your thin skirt.

Heat started to rise to your checks and you started to feel hot. Trying to push his hand away without the others noticing, you looked up to see him that smirk. The smirk you knew that we wasn’t playing, The smirk that you knew that yours guts were about to be rearranged. The smirk you knew that you may need to take the next day off. Still trying to take off his hand, Kirishima stood up and started, “ I want to say thank you everyone one for this night, and Y/N it was pleasure to meet you. And uhh Happy Birthday to me.” Once he finished everyone stood up to walk out as the night was ending, but for you,

No honey the night was just starting.

Finally getting Shouto’s hand off, you stood up quickly to head to the car, but you were stopped by the group of girls.

“ Hey Y/N, can I just say I have never seen Todoroki-kun so happy with someone, the way he’s happy with you.” Mina spoke.

“Yeah, Todoroki doesn’t smile the way he smiles around.” Tsyu ribbited

It made you feel warm to know that the person you love most  in this world, felt the same way to the point where his friends picked up on his actions.

“Thank you. I love Todoroki more than anything in the world.” You were starting to get emotional and you knew that you had to leave before you busted out in tears in front of all these people. Shouto and you said your goodbyes and went on your marry little way. 

On your way out, you were stumbling over your heels. Todoroki’s hands on your waist to keep you balanced, you still struggled to get to the car. Annoyed with your heels that were killing your feet you stop and yanked them off. 

“Babe you can’t walk on the floor barefoot. This floor is nasty."

“Well you know what? My feet hurt and I don’t care how you feel!” That last part you slurred your words, yet your boyfriend still understood you and rolled his eyes. 

“You know you get on my nerves “ he said throwing you on his shoulder.

“But you love me right?” you giggled 

After being thrown in the car, and exiting the garage you started to feel the wetness in your panties. Trying to suppress the need of being touch, you move around. And started feeling hot again.

“Baby do you need to throw up?” Todoroki looked at you with concern in his eyes.

“You wanna know something Shouto motherfucking Todoroki?” you hissed, again your drunk.

“You always tease me with your beautiful fucking blue and grey eyes. And your muscular, veiny, soft, and pale hands teasing me in front of your friends. And your doing it while I’m thinking of your beautiful cock.” at this moment in time your boyfriend look towards you but also trying to keep his eyes on the road as your slurring your words. 

And in some way, he started to feel his cock strain against his boxers. You continued to talk about how you like to swallow his cock with your pussy. Now he was starting to get hot, and feeling heat rush to his checks. 

After arriving home after a painful drive of you just speaking your feelings to your man. It started with you talking dirty to him, and then you started crying. Once in the garage Todoroki helped you out of the car, making sure that you didn’t fall. 

In a way your want for Todoroki never went away. 

You wanted him.

And you wanted him bad. 

Walking past you, your boyfriend went to your shared bedroom to start getting ready for the night. You followed him into the bathroom. He walked into your shared closet slowly taking off his watch that you got him for your 2nd anniversary. 

You slowly made your way towards your boyfriend, admiring all his psychical features. The way he unbutton his shirt. How he took it off show casing his broad shoulders. The shoulders you love to claw down, when this man has you feeling nothing but pure bliss.

You lightly traced your fingertips over his shoulder. Feeling your touch, Shouto look towards you with the smirk that made you want to pounce on him.

“Love you have work tomorrow.” Looking away to put his shirt back on the hanger.

“I can always call out. You know this.” You said licking your lips ready to devour him.

“Please” you said with begging eyes.

“How could I ever deny you” he murmured. 

Shouto picked you swiftly placing you on the island in the middle of the closet. He kissed with such dominance, but you weren’t giving in tonight. With him between your legs you wrapped your legs around pulling him into you. Moaning into this kiss as you felt his hard cock pressed onto you aching core. You moved your hand to the back of his neck to push him even closer than you already had him.

No matter how many times you had sex with Todoroki, he always had you excited like a teenage girl. And yes that might sound dumb. But the way this man touches you, kisses you, and holds you. Who wouldn’t be excited to be near him.

You continued to kiss him with passion. You slowly moved your hand to the waistline of his bands to start taking off his belt. Successfully removing the belt, you broke the kiss to remove your top. Throwing it to the floor, with no care in the world. Only for the man in front of you.

Went back to kissing him only to be stop by his finger.

“See the thing is, you shouldn’t rush things, love, you should take your time.” he taunted. 

“Todoroki I don’t have time for your games .” you stated frustrated.

He knew all your buttons, and he knew how to use them against. But so did you. 

“Well then, you don’t have time for me then.” He said backing away from you. 

“Fine, you want play games, we can play games.” You hopped down from the island walking towards your bedroom. Todoroki followed curious to what you were planning. You walked over to your bed bending down to get the toys you had stored away under the bed. 

“What are you doing Y/N”

“Like I said Todoroki, I don’t have time for your games. So if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be in the guest bedroom if you need me.” you walked out with dildo that represented Todoroki’s cock perfectly. Long, thick, and veiny. Everything you needed to satisfy yourself.

Before you could make it to the door, you were stopped in your tracks.

“Where the fuck do you think your going?” He looked down on with anger. But he denied you.  He stopped you. So why is he angry?

“You stopped me remember?” Looked back up, not backing down from a fight.

Todoroki slapped prosthetic toy out of your hand. He picked you back up and moved you toward the bed. Kissing you with frustration but you had something up your sleeve.

He threw you on the bed making you bounce. Getting on top of you, slamming you wrist above your head so you couldn’t move. You gasped from the sudden movement. Wrapping you legs around his waist. Moving his hands away from you to stand up. Standing up you took the chance to remove your skirt with your panties as well, leaving you naked. Once done, Shouto was back on top of you kissing with more passion and less aggression. 

“Shouto please” you pleaded with him trying to have some type of relief.

“What do you want my love? Huh? Why don’t you ride my face.” he chuckled

Taken back by his words, he flipped you so that you were straddling him.

“Come on baby don’t be scared, let me taste you please.” 

And who could say no to that.

You positioned yourself on top of his face. He gripped you thighs tightly making sure they wouldn’t move. 

You moaned feeling him teasing your clit with his tongue. Gripping the sheets above his head you, you couldn’t think anymore. All your senses flew out the door. 

“Fuck” you hear him moan as it vibrated through you. 

“Mhm Sho- Fuck- it feels so aha”  you try saying but not being able to form a sentence.

Then it happened, the coil in you lower stomach started to form and and your hips bucking.

“ Sho, I can’t hold back. AHA”  you moaned and the coil snapped. Your eyes rolling back and your mouth agape.

“ Fuck you taste so fucking good.” he stated while wiping the excess of his face with his thumb making a pop.

As soon as your high came down, you can’t leave him hanging. 

While he was still lying down, you moved your hips down to his cock. Slowly starting to grind your hips on his aching cock. Teasing your clit a little.

“ You are so handsome” kissing him down his chest.

“ I love you so much” looking into his eyes with nothing but lust.

“Now let me treat you” You aligned yourself at the tip of his cock. 

Sinking down slowly on to his throbbing cock. No matter how many times you fuck this cock, this feeling will never leave you. 

Feeling your walls suck him in, Shouto’s hands flew to you hips squeezing them tightly. After adjusting to his size you start to bounce. Slowly grinding to try to stimulate your clit. 

Breathless moans leaves Shouto’s mouth as you continue to ride him. You slowly quicken your pace onto Shouto. 

“Fuck Y/N. Faster please?”

“ You want me to go faster? Then Beg” he looked shocked by the words that just came out of your mouth. And you slowed down your pace to show him that he is going to work for it.

“See baby the thing is you have to work for what you want. You want me to go faster then beg.” 

“Y/N please, ride my cock faster. Please I need it.” he panted

“Good boy. My good boy.” and something in you switched, you went fast and hard.

As continued on, all you could hear is the slapping of your skin and the moans and groans from Shouto’s mouth, filling the room.

You had to lean forward and grip onto the pillow from the building up of the pleasure. You started moving faster with the help of Shouto guiding your hips to move faster.

Then you locked eyes with him all you could see is love and admiration and love.

“ Sho I love you so fucking much” you moaned 

“ Fuck I love you to my love. With all my heart.” he groaned as you kept bouncing.

You looked back into his eye and started kissing him with nothing but love. And you continued to kiss him. Then you felt your second organism building up again. You broke the kiss because it all was to much. Your eyes rolled back and moans leaving your lips, the headboard hitting the wall, gripping the pillow until your knuckles were white.

“ Sho I’m cumming” you let out the loudest moan and came on his cock. Not shortly after, he came filling you up.

Panting hard and both covered in sweat, Shouto started rubbing his fingers down your spine. Your head rested on his shoulder and hair covering your face. 

“Fuck” Shouto let out a low, husky, and deep chuckle. 

“ What was in your wine babe?” he said teasingly.

You chuckled. Removing him from yourself falling next to him. Your turned to him. 

“ I know I said this already but I love you Sho, with all my heart, your the only one I want. I mean it.”

Shouto looked at you with a soft smile. And turned to the nightstand and opened the draw. You looked at him with confusion.

“ I was going to wait until your birthday but it doesn’t matter where I do it. Listen you have been there for me when all I wanted to be was alone. You have been there when I was being a complete asshole,” you chuckled to his remark. “ Without you Y/N, I would be lost and I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. You take all of me and I can’t thank you enough for it. But your the one I want, and  all I need is you. So...”

He brought out a red velvet box. Knowing right away what was about to happen,  you sat up in pure excitement. Because you knew the next word that were about to come out of you lover’s mouth, were words that you would never forget.

“Marry me, Y/N”

And that’s a wrap I hope you enjoyed and please tell me if you enjoyed and I’m taking request, so feel free to leave your thoughts, feelings, or your wants from my writing.

2/23/21

[t0wnspersonb]

Say My Name (Todoroki Shoto x Reader)

im-blossoming

Wow you’re doing so amazing with your fanfiction!!! Can you write something with Shouto where he gets jealous bc the reader is a nice person and he think she’s flirting with other guys,, and they argue and smut ensues. I hope that makes sense🤍

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So I am taking requests if any of you wanted me to write anything else:) again, I’m not that good at writing and I’m just barely getting started on writing smut. So just bare with me ya’ll lmao. Obviously these precious little babies are aged up because we definitely don’t stan for any underage bullshit. But yeah we all love SHOTO!!! I might love Bakugo more though (das my baby)👀 anyway I hope you enjoy it!😊

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 2,778 

Disclaimers: Smut, Language, HELLA FLUFF, Bakugo being a fucking shit but what else is new, this was a request, @im-blossoming​ I hope you like it! Sorry it took so long!

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“Y/n-chan! Help me study please?” Kaminari pleaded, immediately breaking out the puppy dog eyes. His hands clasped together as he peered down at you.

 You cocked your head to the side, “I thought Kacchan was going to help you and Eiji?” You pondered aloud.

 Too loud maybe, because you gained the attention of some of your classmates.

 “Dumbass! I told you to stop calling me that!” Bakugo screamed, fixing his eyes on you with an annoyed glare.

 “Bakugo man, stop screaming at a girl. That’s not manly at all.” Kirishima piped in. 

 “Shut up shitty hair! It’s not manly for you to get shit grades either!” He growled back, the palm of his hands crackling with explosions.

 “You see Y/n-chan! I don’t want that guy teaching me! Please;” Kaminari all but cried to you.

 You were smiling in amusement during the entire exchange. Your friendship with these three was strange to say the least. You were a sweet girl, an all around genuine person, and let’s not forget smart, incredibly smart. 

 It’s unclear how the boys had gravitated towards you at the beginning of school, but you didn’t care. If anything, being around them was always fun, for you at least.

 “Why don’t we all study together?” you suggested thoughtfully, “we can meet up in the dining room after dinner?”

 “I don’t want to study with you dumbass.” Bakugo grumbled.

 “Do you not like me Suki?” You pouted playfully. 

 Bakugo growled, his red eyes turning into slits. “Don’t call me that either!”

 “What do you want me to call you then?” you frowned. Midoriya got to call him Kacchan, you didn’t see why you couldn’t either. 

 “If you’re going to call me by my first name than say it properly you fucking idiot!” He snapped.

 “Fine Katsuki.” You rolled your eyes playfully at him. “Is that better?”

 He grumbled under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away from you. 

 It was now time for lunch, all four of you walking out of the classroom, still discussing the plan for later tonight.

 Unbeknownst to you, a certain pair of heterochromia eyes had been watching your every movement.

 Todoroki hadn’t realized that he had been frowning the entire time he was watching you interact with your guys’ classmates.

 “You okay Todoroki-kun?” Midoriya asked, seeing the troubled expression on his friend’s face. 

 “Yeah.” he said simply as he followed him out of the classroom and into the cafeteria.

 The entire lunch he was silent, his mind wandering, but always coming back to what perplexed him the most: you.

 It wasn’t like you guys were together, he wasn’t your keeper and you weren’t his either. He liked to think that you guys were closer than the three morons that you hung out with. 

 But then why have you never asked him to study together? Why do you call those guys by their first names but still refer to him by his surname?

 His frown deepened. 

 Before he even realized it, it was already past dinner time, and right now he was watching you and Kaminari work on English together. Bakugo and Kirishima had their own topic of studying to cover, but you all sat at one of the tables, books and papers scattered around you.

 You were too engrossed in the lesson plan to even notice the intensity of Todoroki’s stare, but Bakugo felt it immediately, his eyes snapping up with a glare.

 “Why do you keep looking at us icy hot!?” He screamed, catching your attention. You looked up from the sentence you were helping Kaminari with, and made eye contact with blue and grey eyes. 

 You tilted your head to the side in curiosity, lips parting slightly as you stared at the beautiful man staring right back at you.

 “I’m sorry Todoroki, are we being too loud? Do you want us to move to another room?” You asked softly; ignoring the loud protest of Bakugo not wanting to “move from his fucking spot.”

 You watched as his lips pursed, a crease forming between his eyebrows. 

 Cute, you thought, vaguely aware of the blush that was creeping up on your face. 

 You had hoped that your crush on Todoroki wasn’t obvious. You had seen him at the entrance of U.A. on your first day of classes. You had thought he was incredibly good-looking. You had already formed a physical attraction to him, but it wasn’t until you had partnered up with him for a school project, and then as partners for most of your hero training courses, that you began to actually develop feelings for him. 

 You had a large amount of  respect for Todoroki. You admired his quick wit, his strength, his always quiet and calculating demeanor, and most importantly, his strive to become the best hero.

 It wasn’t that you didn’t want to become the best hero either, you had worked hard to get to where you were now, and you still had a long way to go. It was just that you admired the fact that he wanted to be better. You thought that he was already perfect, but his goals, and his determination to be better than his father, to be better than All Might himself, well, that motivated you too.

 “You’re fine.” was his short response, his eyes flickering back to his book.

 You sighed softly to yourself, you had always thought that you two were close, at least closer than how he was with most people. But, he was just so cold towards you sometimes. You couldn’t help but wonder if you actually annoyed him and he was just being nice by letting you think you guys were actually friends.

 “I’m going to go make some tea, do you guys want any?” you asked quietly, standing up. You tried not letting your deflated feelings show.

 The three boys at your table chimed in with requests from what they wanted from the kitchen, none of which involved tea. But you didn’t say anything else and quietly left the room.

 Bakugo’s eyes shifted over to Todoroki; another scowl deepening into his face. “Oi, half and half bastard, do you like Y/n?”

 This caught Kaminari and Kirishima’s attention, immediately turning their attention to Todoroki.

 Todoroki frowned, staring back at Bakugo. “Yeah. Y/n is a nice person. She’s strong too. And smart.”

 “That’s not what I meant icy hot!” Bakugo growled, growing further annoyed with his daft classmate. 

 “What did you mean then?” Todoroki asked.

 “Yeah Bakugo what did you mean?” Kirishima asked curiously. “Of course everyone likes Y/n-chan, she’s sweet and cute!”

 Todoroki’s eyes hardened at Kirishima’s statement. Something deep in his chest bubbling up; he didn’t like what Kirishima had said, while it was the truth, hearing someone else say those words aloud didn’t sit right with him.

 “I think what Bakugo is trying to ask: is if Todoroki wants to be more than friends with Y/n-chan.” Kaminari grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. “Well what do you think, Todoroki? Are you attracted to Y/n-chan?”

 Todoroki shifted in his seat uncomfortably; what did he think? The feelings you made him feel were too confusing. He wanted to be around you all the time, he didn’t like that you were always hanging out with those three, and he definitely didn’t like the fact that you never called him by his first name.

“I don’t know. She’s weird.” he said bluntly, but before he could finish you came by and slammed the tray of goodies down on the table, startling everyone. 

 You had heard the last two exchanges; getting your hopes thinking that he would say that he did like you, just like you liked him. 

 His response that he said definitely wasn’t the one you were hoping for. You could feel tears of hurt and frustration gathering at the corner of your eyes as you glared at Todoroki, startling him completely.

 You had never looked at him like that before.

 “If you think I’m so weird then you can find another sparring partner, stupid Todoroki;” you snapped angrily and stormed off to your dorm room, sniffling as you went.

 Everyone was still for a moment, not fully registering what happened until Kirishima finally spoke.

 “Don’t just sit there Todoroki! Go be a man and comfort her!” 

 And he did.

 He raced towards your room, he wasn’t exactly sure what happened, but he didn’t like the way you looked at him, it made his stomach twist uneasily.

 He didn’t bother knocking, he opened your door abruptly. His stomach dropped as he saw your teary gaze found his eyes.

 His stomach twisted in guilt.

 Did his comment really make you fucking cry?

 “Go away Todoroki, I don’t want to see you right now.” you snapped, looking away as you rubbed the tears out of your eyes.

 “You’re crying.” he stated, the door closing behind him as he stepped closer to you. 

 “No thanks to you.” you fired back. “Just go away.”

 “No.”

 “Go. If you didn’t want to be friends with me Todoroki you just had to say so.” You cried out angrily at him. “If you think I’m so weird, then why do you keep trying to talk to me?”

 Something inside of him snapped at the mention of his surname; the feelings he had been suppressing, the feelings he had no idea how to identify came flooding out.

 “Why do you call me that?” he asked abruptly. 

 You raised your eyebrows incredulously. “It’s your name?”

 He frowned, stepping closer to you. You were now only an arms length away from each other, and he looked furious.

 “Why do you never call me by my first name? You call everyone else by their first name except for me? Why? Is it because you don’t think of me as your friend?” His voice was deep and husky.

 It felt like your heart was about to burst out of your chest, your tears were long forgotten about. 

 But the adrenaline was still pumping, blood ringing in your ears and all those feelings you had suppressed about him began to bubble up; spilling from your lips. “Don’t think of you as a friend!? I don’t call you by your first name because I have so much respect for you Todoroki! You inspire me to be a better hero! I-I-I like you Todoroki! Since the day I met you I’ve liked you!”

 Fuck.

 You didn’t mean to confess, your hand was clutching your shirt above your heart, your eyes screwed tightly shut.

 It was quiet.

 Fuck, I messed up, you thought.

 “Todor-” something cold and soft slammed against your mouth. 

 Your eyes flashed open as you had lost your balance from whatever force had come at you. But you didn’t fall.

 Instead, you felt strong arms wrap tight around your body. Cold fingers pressed into your jaw, and you felt something cold and wet wiggle its way into your mouth.

 Your eyes all but bulged out of your head.

 He was kissing you.

 Todoroki was fucking kissing you. And it felt good. You moaned into his mouth, melting against his strong body as you began to kiss him back. Your fingers tangling themselves into his hair, something that you had always dreamed about. You tugged gently at the locks near the nape of his neck. 

 Todoroki groaned deep and low in his throat, his grip tightening on you. His lips moving urgently against yours. He moved until the back of your legs hit the edge of the bed, both of you folding down on top of it. 

 He grabbed your left leg, having it wrap around his waist as he began exploring your body with greedy fingers.

 His left hand sliding up your shirt; warm, rough fingers moving against the soft skin of your ribs. Just stopping below the edge of your bra.

 “T-To-Todoroki, please,” you whimpered against his lips, moving away as you panted for air. His lips pressing hot open mouth kisses along your delicate jaw. 

 You could feel his member growing harder against your leg.

 “Say my name.” he murmured softly against your skin, sliding his mouth to where it was on the outer shell of your ear. “I want to hear you say it.” he whispered, his tongue flicking out against the lobe of your ear.

 Your eyes all but rolled into the back of your head, your hips jutting out against his, causing a deep moan to escape his lips. 

 “Sh-Sho-Shoto,” you moaned out as his hips pressed down into yours. “Please, touch me.”

That was all he had to hear. His fingers tugged to remove your shirt and then your pants until you were left in nothing but your bra and panties.

 He paused as he gazed down at you. Lips parting in awe and want. 

 You were fucking beautiful. Spread out beneath him like this, your lips wet and swollen, your perfect tits heaving up and down as you struggled to catch your breath.

 His hands slid underneath your back, carefully pulling you forward into a sitting position as he moved to unhook your bra. 

 He sat back, watching intently as your breasts spilled from the cups. Todoroki moaned softly as he moved forward and captured a taut nipple between his lips, carefully tugging and pulling at the sensitive bud, before switching to the other one.

 You moaned loudly, hips bucking up, looking for some kind of friction as he assaulted your breasts, leaving behind already forming bruises.

 He pulled away, moving to pull down your panties. Watching you carefully to make sure that it was okay, but when he heard no protests from you his eyes flickered down. He groaned at the site before him. Your pussy lips were dripping in arousal for him.Todoroki couldn’t help but lean in, swiping his tongue along your slit, collecting your wetness on the tip of his tongue.

 You sobbed out in pleasure as he began his new assault on your cunt. How was he so good at this? He had you writhing in pleasure as your climax approached, crying out his name loudly as you came.

 You didn’t notice the way he had stripped down until he softly touched your leg, causing your eyes to flutter open.

 And - oh fuck. He was beautiful. His muscle rippling as he settled down onto the bed, his skin glistening with sweat and his eyes held nothing but want and need.

 Your eyes moved lower, trembling at the gorgeous sight before you. 

 His cock stood up painfully hard, his head already weeping with neglect. 

 “Y/n,” he uttered your name softly, catching your attention as you met his gaze once again. This time though his expression was soft and gentle. “Can I have you?” 

 Your heart squeezed in your chest. “Yes. Yes, you can take me Shoto.”

 Carefully he rubbed the head of his cock against your folds, before pushing in. You gasped loudly, your head thrown back as he entered you slowly before he bottomed out.

 Todoroki leaned down, supporting his weight with his forearms as he got comfortable on top of you before leaning down to kiss you again.

 This time it was sweet, soft and passionate as his mouth fitted perfectly against yours. And then he began to move his hips.

 Sliding perfectly and easily in and out of you, your walls velvet soft and hugging every ridge, every vein of his cock.

 The moans you both shared being swallowed down by your mouths still working together. 

 “You’re perfect.” Todoroki breathed, moving to stare at your face twisting in pleasure. “Are you close?”

 You nodded urgently, you could feel your orgasm bubbling up once again. The pleasure rippling through your body, getting ready to snap open any second.

 His cold fingers reached down and began carefully rubbing your clit, his movements soft but firm.

 But that was all it took for you to come undone, unraveling beneath him hard and fast; crying out his name you felt him slide out of you, you watched as he gripped his member and pumped three times before spilling himself all over your stomach. His face twisted in pleasure, eyes screwed tightly shut as soft moans escaped his lips. 

 His release was hot and sticky against your skin but neither of you cared as he leaned down and pressed another kiss to your lips. 

 “You’re beautiful,” he murmured, drinking in the sight of you. “I like you too. Have since the moment I saw you too.”

You laughed softly, looking at him with the sweetest expression. “I hope you like me back Shoto, it would be a bit weird if you didn’t after all of this no?”

 He smiled slightly; “Yeah.”

[yaomomvs]

Hellow! Love your drabbles 😳 I saw your reqs were open for Shouto-kun: so can I ask a Drabble in which the reader is crushing on Shoto but feels completely unworthy of him, notably because she's from a very lower condition, something people often remind her while telling how Momo and him would make the perfect couple, because they're both from higher condition.. While reader is admittedly a hard-working person but has always been bullied for her modest origins? If you feel inspired ;o thanks :3

if i was a rich girl, yeah gwen stefani said that too

pairing: shoto todoroki x reader

little bit of angst? fluff!

warnings: self issues?? curse words??? not a warning but bakugou is reader’s best friend. also memories are in italics

plot: you couldn’t help comparing yourself to yaomomo, and clearly, your classmates comments didn’t help at all

notes: aaaa tysm i can’t believe this is my first request hopefully i did justice you your amazing idea! sorry for the delay i was in my last week b4 holiday vacation, hope you enjoy!

“i’m just sayin, todoroki and momo would definitely would look as an amazing couple wouldn’t they?”

it was kaminari’s words that were the final drop that broke the glass.

no, don’t misunderstand the situation, yaoyorozu was one of the sweetest, loveliest and most intelligent girls you’ve ever met.

but also one of the richest.

see, the thing is that you were not born in a “i have it all” family type of environment. you lived well, yes. but it’s for sure that your family did struggle way too many times in their way of spending money.

that’s why when you got into UA tears couldn’t stop falling through your face, you were finally able to do something about that. you always wanted to become the greatest hero, you thought that being able to rescue people from danger was the most selfless thing to do, you were familiar with that, so ever since you were little that was your goal. and besides that, you wanted to help you family so they wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore.

also because of that your friendship with uraraka was a great one. you understood what was like to face little things that the others didn’t, and you suddenly became close that you almost considered her a sister.

she was the most important friend to you, well, along with other person.

your eyes started itching, currently at the common room table where you and your friends were having dinner.

kaminari was on the sofa among with bakugou and mina, but it was easy to hear them. so that comment took everyone’s attention, even shouto’s.

“i mean you are not wrong” asido agreed, excited they finally were talking about romance in that boring school. “can you imagine how rich the todomomo’s family would be?”

“todomomo?” todoroki asked visibly confused.

“a ship name! for you and yaoyorozu!” she answered

your eyes were a little bit red now, and the knot on your throat was growing more everytime you looked over to see shouto’s expression.

uraraka noticed this, so she gently placed her hand over yours. how could she handle the situation?

“she’s so fancy!” you overheared some girls in the cafeteria drooling over the way that momo seated.

“i can’t believe this is her whole house” jirou exclaimed cheerfully when you visited her to study form an exam.

“an intelligent girl is always a classy girl” you listened kirishima while he looked stunned the way yaoyorozu handled, not only professional but also gracefully, a mistaken order at the cafeteria.

you always admired the way she was because of her origin, not in a bad way but you were obviously impressed, and if you were honest with yourself, sometimes it made you feel small.

but until now you never thought about this new insecurity, one that came up with the fact that todoroki and momo would actually look great together.

you tried to take those thoughts away, but your dear classmates were not helping at all.

the rambling of momo being a super match to shouto was getting louder and louder every second to you.

“think about it!”

“so when is the first date happening uh todoroki” kaminari still teased.

“but” midoriya interrupted “you know uhm wouldn’t it matter the way todoroki-kun actually feels about momo”

you stared at him.

but you finally had it when you spotted a slight red tint on todoroki’s face.

he was blushing.

“uh..” todoroki’s face was absolutely fuzzy. what could he say?

“i have to go��� you announced way more loud than you expected, with a broken voice only two people were able to decipher.

bakugou took over a glance to you, knowing well what was going to happen next, with a tired groan he yelled. “well done idiots”

you ran out of the common room and took the elevator to go you your room.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

“be careful” a voice said over your shoulder while grabbing your back before you touched the ground.

you looked above just to find a pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes. and also a half red and half white hair type of thing. you were embarrassed that being your first day at school you were already tripping with everything. but fortunately he catched you right before something disastrous happened.

“come on, on the first day? if you have something to tell me god do it right now!” you remembered saying yo the sky. “that was weird, i’m sorry, (l/n) (y/n), sorry for bothering you but thanks for saving me” you laughed.

“do you think god would take my complaints along with yours?” he asked serious, was that his way of making a joke? “todoroki shouto” you smiled.

-

“DON’T GIVE UP!” you remembered yelling from the bleachers at the sports festival “YOU OWE US!”

todorki heard you from above during his fight with bakugou. he saw you there, almost crying and although he did not understand why were you so invested on it, that gave him the extra strength to stand up to bakugou at least for a little more minutes.

-

“did you know that seahorses once they find their mate they keep it for life?” you randomly said one day while eating lunch with him. currently doing some extra work so you could be ar least on top 10 of your class “how romantic is that, right todoroki-kun?”

he glanced at you, confused but still admiring. you knew so many things that it was actually impressive to him. he didn’t know why but that day, his heart skipped a bit.

-

if i was a rich girl, na na na na na na na na na na na, see i’d have all the money in the world if i was a wealthy girl.

“if i was a rich girl”, yeah gwen stefani said that too you thought.

the song may seem stupid but your current mood made you put in on speaker.

if i was a rich girl i’d sure have a chance you thought too

“so i guess i do have a crush on him huh” you admitted to yourself.

“about time you made it, idiot” you heard bakugou say “was it hard playing dumb all this time? i mean it’s in your blood”

he was standing at your door arms crossed with that awfully big brother look on his face. you rolled your eyes.

“is it hard messing around being a dickhead? i mean it’s in your blood”

“well you shouldn’t be using that language in front of your lover boy” he said.

“what the fuck are you talking about-”

your body stopped working when he pulled out todoroki out of the wall letting him come out at sight.

the icyhot boy had his hands in his pockets giving that gorgeous look. you blushed, how could he do nothing and still look good?

“why are you feeling this way?” he abruptly asked.

“todoroki-kun?...”

“i’m not dumb, whenever she’s around you act so self conscious” he began “what’s worse is that i see you working so hard everyday but you are so blind that you don’t see what i see”

if anybody could hear the conversation, they would actually say that he was being rude, but you knew him he was just expressing his feelings, weird way tho.

“is it about the money? believe me, yaoyorozu is an incredible girl but you don’t have to compare yourself because how different she is to you in terms of money” your eyes were widened.

why was he talking so much all of a sudden?

“you don’t understand todo...”

“i know what it feels to mad, and seeing you this way it just does it to me over and over again. because everyone has their own opinion on perfect, but to me, you are that definition”

your heart froze at that last thing, his expression was so serious that if you weren’t listening carefully you would have thought that he was mad at you for any other reason. but that’s why you liked him so miches, deep down you understood shouto more than anyone else”

so you didn’t know any other answer that hug him in gratitude.

he was shocked, he never received some kind of display of pure love affection before.

but something in the way you did made him feel better. almost as if your hugs were some magical potion to the answer of everything he needed.

he felt so warm with you between his arms that he didn’t mind staying like this for a couple more minutes.

“wanna go out sometime?” your typical you started coming back again.

the confident and smart girl he learned to care about.

a soft smile crossed his face.

“anytime you want”

and so you thought, you did not have anything to worry about anymore.

[ellipsesarefun]

Todoroki Shouto- kun is beautiful and Deku is a blushing mess when he sees this beauty. (Wish this was canon)

(Can we start a trend to tag: #My beautiful Shouto-kun?)

(Better yet is there a Todoroki Shouto appreciation week/day/month? If there’s none, want me to make one? Please reblog and comment if you want!!!!!)

(Until how many comments should I go for though? I’m not sure haha)

(But please do!)