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yesitsmewhataboutit · 9 months

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Bloodlust

Vampire!Shoto Todoroki x Reader

➤ You’re leaving for a week. You and Shoto come up with a plan on how he’ll survive while you’re gone, but things don’t always go as planned

»»——⍟——««A/n: ngl yall, this sat in my drafts finished for MONTHS 😭I apologize. But uhh…. This will prolly be my last vampire au writing😅

Warning⚠️: blood, needles, medical stuff (I’m aware I’m not a doctor idc if it’s inaccurate), cliffhanger ending depending on how well you know me

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Clothes, toiletries, shoes, snacks, and your carry-on. Yup, you're all packed. Only one last thing to do before you left for your flight.

Today, you're leaving for a week long trip for your job. You're leaving, and Todoroki's staying. As much as he would love to come with you, he has things to care of while you're gone. You're all packed, ready to head out the door, except for the last -most important- thing you have to do before you leave.

You leave your bags at the front door, opting to search for the boy in question. You find him sitting at the edge of your bed, scrolling through his laptop. "Sho, I'm ready to go, wanna start?"

He looks up, smiling at you and setting his laptop to the side, meeting you at the bedroom door in a few quick strides. "Yeah," he leans down giving you a quick kiss on the lips, "go ahead to the living room, I'll get the supplies."

You follow his instructions, sitting down and making yourself comfortable as you wait for him to get the items needed to draw your blood. Usually, Shoto feeds from you, but since he can't go with you, plus you're going to be gone for a week, you made the decision on him drawing blood from you to keep him fed while you're gone.

He comes into the living room, sets everything down on the table, and turns to you. He offers you his hand, a sign to give him your arm. When you do, he pauses. "You should probably lie down." You do, keeping your arm outstretched to him and relaxing on the couch. "Let me know if it hurts too much."

He goes the full nine yards, wrapping a tie around your arm, rubbing his finger over the spot he picked to make sure the blood is pumping. He does it all. He gives you one last look, needle in hand, before sticking you with it, watching your blood filter from your body, into the bag next to you.

"You sure that'll be enough?" you ask, noticing he only has two blood bags.

"Yes, Love. I'll need to pace myself while your gone," he says gently, bringing his hand up to rest on your cheek.

You smile, turning your head a bit to look at him. "I wish you were coming."

"I wish I was coming too. but it's ok, you'll be back in no time," he laughs slightly, "and I'll again get to drink from the sweet source." He leans over, playfully nudging his nose again your cheek, making you squirm and laugh for a moment before lays his hand on your stomach. "Don't move too much."

His tone says he doesn't want to waste any blood that might drip, but his eyes say he just doesn't want to accidentally hurt you, needle being in your arm and all, so you settle smiling at him and waiting to be done.

"Ok, one more, almost done," he says, pressing his thumb to stop the flow, changing the bag and securing it before hooking up a new one and letting it start filling again. "You're doing so well. Thank you for this." Shoto settles his hand into yours, rubbing his thumb in circles on your skin.

"Of course, anything for you, Sho. Just don't get caught with blood bags in the fridge and medical supplies in the bathroom while I'm gone," you joke, earning and laugh from him.

About halfway through the second bag, Shoto notices your eyes starting to flutter shut. You're fighting unconsciousness. Shoto scoots closer, his hand instinctively going to your shoulder. "Y/n? Hey, Love, do you need me to stop?" He barely waits for an answer before his hands are creeping down to unhook everything.

"No, no, I'm ok," you sigh weakly, "want- want you to finish."

Todoorki bites his lips, looking down at the three-quarters-filled bag. 'Ok, ok. Almost done, almost done, baby," he says quickly.

The second the bag is filled he wastes no time unhooking the needles and stopping everything, checking over your whole body, listening to heart rate, and letting you lay on the couch as he cleans everything. This is the first time you had done this, and everyone reacts to getting blood drawn differently, so it's not even a thought as Shoto offers to instead drive you to the airport, wanting you to rest in the car ride, of course, giving you and a small bowl of cereal and juice to eat before heading on the road.

"Thanks again. You know it means a lot," he says, pulling up to the airport drop-off area. You'd slept the whole ride, getting enough strength to make it through security, to the gate, and on your plane, where you'll probably sleep the whole ride.

"Of course, Sho. No regrets," you smile. "Be safe while I'm gone."

He laughs and frowns. "That's my line."

You smile. “Yeah, guess it is.” You lean to him, giving him one last kiss goodbye. “Love you.”

“Love you, too”

Your trip went well, and you're happy to be coming back. You missed Todoroki and your home. The first two days, things seemed fine, he'd text you and call when possible, keeping you updated, after though, things got quieter until it was just plain silence.

You chose not to let yourself worry, burying yourself in the work you had to do while you were gone and not thinking about it, knowing he's fine, he's strong, and he'll be home when you get back. Judging by the text you got from him before you boarded the flight home, you knew the last few days must have only been paranoia and circumstances:

See you soon, Y/n.

You pull up to your home and get out, getting your bags and walking to the front door. There's something running through your veins. Partially excitement to see Shoto again, but also something else. Fear? Dread? You weren't sure, but whatever it is, it still pushes you on as you unlock the door and open it.

If it wasn’t fear that you felt before, you definitely felt it now. The house was dark, only light coming through the blinds lit it enough for you to see. And it’s cold, any colder you’d be able to see your own breath. Things are scattered everywhere, almost like someone went into a fit of anger and started throwing things.

You leave your bags on the floor, forgotten about as you step forward, Shoto’s name on the tip of your tongue, but dying in your mouth before the first syllable even comes out, a flash and small burst of cold air going past you, and then you feel arms circle you from the side, pulling you into a cold body.

Your breath is caught in your throat as you feel Shoto’s breath on your neck. You try to speak, try to move, but he’s strong, keeping you pinned against him, even at the weird angle.

His hand grasps your neck, tightening around it and keeping you still as he leans in. You feel panic start to rise in your bloodstream. What could’ve happened? He said you left enough blood, everything should have been fine. But you know this, you know the signs, you caught a quick enough glimpse of Shoto’s blown pupils. The way his usual eye colors are gone, you feel his tight grip in every move he makes. The look on his face tells it all.

This is Shoto’s bloodlust.

He’s only been in bloodlust twice before around you, but both of those times it wasn’t necessarily geared toward hunger, but now, you’re not sure what’ll happen. But you still hold on to the thought that Todoroki knows you, he loves you, and he isn't going to kill you. He’d rather go through all his life again and have to redo every moment again before he drained you of all the blood you need to live. You trust him.

Todoroki squeezed his hand around your neck, making your pulse jump once again as he drags you to his mouth, also leaning down all at the same time and opening his mouth.

There’s no second thought, no hesitation or regard, only the pain of the bite. The feeling of his fangs digging into your skin, eager and draining your blood. It’s fast, so fast you can almost feel the blood rushes out of you, a big change compared to how he usually does it, slow and steady, letting you savor the tranquil feeling like you usually do.

You can feel his arms wrapped firmly around your body, and for a second, he pulls away, but only so he can turn you, making your chest flush against his as he digs his fangs into your skin again.

This time, it only lasts about ten seconds before you feel your vision to go. Your body feeling heavy, and suddenly so much more tired than seconds ago. Your eyes flutter shut, and your legs go out, consciousness slipping from your grasp.

Todoroki feels your body going limp, and he secures his arm around you, keeping you against him as he continues to feed. He carries you to the bedroom, his mouth still attached, and he lays you on the bed, his body fully over yours as your blood begins seeping from his mouth, and he continues to feed.

Shoto loves you, he protects you, you trust him. Shoto would never kill you.

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k-nayee · 4 months

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CHAPTER 4. THE FINAL EXAM

❝Brave birds still fly through the fog.❞

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Moving towards your own station, a look of determination is set on your face.

'Time for Plan B: Do the bare minimum and go after the faux villain with zero points to say at least I tried when I truly didn't to commence!'

You take a glance at the students around you, some having faces of confidence while others looked damn near ready to drop out.

'Okay,' after a deep breath and some short stretches you walk up closer to the gates,'let's do this!'

Right as you finish your pep talk, Present Mic's voice fills the arena.

"Start!"

You burst into a sprint, leaving the gawking and still frozen students behind in the dust as you move further into the simulated city.

"Remember listeners, there are no countdowns in a real battle! So go! You're wasting time!"

Not even a minute later the sounds of explosions and battle-cries appeared.

You had to admit, these kids were beasts when it comes to wanting to get into UA.

One moment you'd see a 1pointer, and when you blink, it was gone; bits and pieces of metal being the only evidence it ever existed.

A good portion of your time consisted of you avoiding any robots while also dodging numerous fallen metal scraps.

With your only tasks being not being flattened or spotted, it gave you enough time to observe the 'competition'.

And truth be told, you felt bad for most of them.

While those with flashier quirks stole both the show and villain points, others resorted to finding other ways to gain points - some not at all.

"Dammit!"

Your head instinctively snaps towards the source of the angered shout.

He seemed to also dodge and avoid any falling metal while failing to destroy any of the robots.

A cracking sound echoes through the air.

You look up in time to see a destroyed robot fall back into a building, causing a big chunk to break off and tumble down.

Right above the boy.

"H-hey! Look out!" Your panicked scream makes the indigo-haired boy stop and look at you in confusion.

'Shit shit shit!'

Without a second to waste, you rush over, dodging any debris on the ground as the shadow of the falling piece of rock gets bigger.

"Fucking MOVE! IT'S GONNA FLATTEN YOU!!"

It seemed your words were finally processed in his head when he looks up.

His eyes widen in fear, body frozen from shock.

Putting all you have in your legs, you let out a shout and jump.

The boy releases an oof when your body makes in contact with his, both of you rolling and tumbling across the concrete just as the debris hits the ground.

Your eyes are closed, heart thundering in your chest as you lay on the rapidly beating ground.

Wait...rapidly beating ground?

You immediately sit up, looking down at the boy you somehow ended up landing on.

He could only stare up at you in surprise as your arms caged the side of his head like some cliche romance story.

With a yelp, you roll off him and kneel next to his still laid figure.

"A-are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I?" With a quick yank, he's pulled into a sit-up position.

"I'm...I'm fine," He ignores your second question and gets up with a sigh, "just bit off more than I can chew apparently. Couldn't even avoid some falling rocks...seems I'm not hero material after all."

You notice the way his hands clench into fists as he says that.

Not wanting to deal with whatever life problems he has on his own, you began to walk away.

That is until you suddenly picture Izuku in that same position of being told he wasn't hero-worthy.

"You know you shouldn't listen to them."

He looks at your back with furrowed brows. "Huh?"

"Whoever told you those lies. That you'll never become a hero. You shouldn't give up just because some bastard tells you to do so. Quirk or quirkless, villain or hero categorized quirk. Show them you mean business. That you have a goal and plan to stick with it."

His eyes widen at your words.

For years, that's all he's been told: he would be a villain. His quirk wasn't meant for good, but evil.

To hear a random stranger finally speak the exact words he's always wanted someone to say, the fire in his heart was set ablaze.

"Hitoshi Shinso...my name is Hitoshi Shinso."

"Well HitoshiShinso," you turn to look at him with a smile, "are you gonna prove that you're more than just society's standards of a hero? Or are you just gonna quit?"

Taking his silence as an answer, you give him a wave and continue walking. "Look forward to seeing your success, HitoshiShinso! Who knows, you might be the one saving me next time we meet~"

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Minutes pass of you sneaking and passing through the fake city, occasionally helping a fellow participant whenever they're in trouble.

'Eh, what's the least that could happen? Not like I'm getting graded on helping...'

You stumble at the feeling of large tremors shaking through the ground, screams and crying reaching your ears not a second later.

You immediately dash forward, sidestepping students as they run towards the way you came from.

"Run! It's the zero-pointer!" A passing person screams out as they continue to run away.

"Wait...zero-pointer?" It took a moment before you realized what that meant causing you to bounce in excitement, "hell yes! Time to start Plan B!"

Not wanting to waste any more time, you speed towards where the zero-pointer should be.

"Wha-where are you going?!"

"You idiot! Go this way!"

"You're going to get yourself killed!"

You snort at their words. "Come on! Do you really think they're going to let children get hurt in this? I bet it's not even...that...oh shit."

Your words trail off once you take a good look at what they were running from.

There in all its glory stood the zero-pointer, enormous enough to fill the entire street while its claw-like hands caused nearby buildings to crumble just by a brush.

"Well damn...I see why y'all running." Releasing a sigh, you simply turn around with a shrug and get ready to follow the escaping crowd, "Welp, Plan B is out. So let me just go and—"

Your body stiffen at the sound before you could see them.

Screams, full of panic and distress.

Eyes zooming around the area as the thundering footsteps get nearer, you finally spot them: two people stuck in its path.

With one injured in the leg, the other was there for support as they try to run away.

Fortunately, it appeared you were the only one to notice. Unfortunately, it meant they were going to be squashed by the zero-pointer.

'Okay, I'll just grab its attention and go down another pa—' Your planning was cut off by another round of screams.

Searching for the cause, you see the zero-pointer's hand knocking into a nearby building causing some debris to crumble and fall.

Right where the two students were located.

"Are you shitting me?!"

Your heart thunders as you rush over to them, the world seems to fall into slow motion as you see them cower in preparation of getting hit.

'Think think think! It's too far to run and Zuki isn't here to take the rosary off. What can I do?!'

Body frantically moving, you pause at the familiar weight in your skirt pocket.

"Of course!"

Quickly grabbing the pouch of seeds, you grab the mini bag labeled grapes and pour the tiny seeds into your palm.

"Please let this work," with a quick mutter under your breath, you force the seeds into rapid growth and make the thick vines grow into a dome-like shape.

Not a second later, a heavy thud hits the vines.

You grit your teeth, body slightly shaking as you force the vines to hold up a little longer.

Sounds of awe come from the two students, you look up only to realize they were staring at you.

"Hi, name's Akashiya ____! Love meeting you and all," a strained smile is given as your knees began to buckle, "but I'd really appreciate it if you could leave and hide from that zero-pointer's view. Mind doing that?"

"O-oh right! Thank you for saving us, it's very manly of you!" The black-haired boy breaks out of the trance first and sends you a sharp toothy smile.

Sending him a sharp head jerk towards the direction of a couple of fallen debris to hide behind, he catches the hint and takes the injured girl away.

"The name's Kirishima Eijiro by the way!" His fading voice makes you relax in relief.

"Whew! Now that's ove—"

Your words are cut off by the sudden crash of both vines and pieces of rock.

On top of you.

Kirishima's wide eyes stare at the pile, mouth dropped open as he became a witness of a possible death.

It wasn't until he heard a few hacking coughs did he spot your disheveled form fanning away the floating dust around.

"Are you alright?!"

"Yeah!" You scratch the back of your head with a sheepish grin, "Turns out I relaxed too much after you left. Caused my powers to weaken and crash. B-but I'm fine, the rocks fell behind me. Look!"

Jumping up, you give a huge thumbs up causing the boy to let out a small laugh.

"TARGET ACQUIRED."

Once again, damn.

A jolt of fear travel down your spine, body shaking as you face the zero-pointer before you.

You just had to jump around like a dumbass just to prove to some cute boy that you're alright.

Not to mention your juice pack. Oh, your uneaten juice pack! Poor baby was the only thing that truly faced harm by the collapse.

Half of its contents was wasted, leaving a giant bloodstain covering the side of your skirt as the finishing result.

And so, this is how you're going to leave the world: dead with blood on your skirt as if you had the period of a lifetime.

Tears pricked the corner of your eyes as you back away from the metal beast only to stop at the debris-made wall behind you.

At this point, you wished everything actually did collapse on top of you when it fell. At least they can say you died saving others.

You blink at a sudden realization. "Wow. I'm really gonna die a hero. The one thing I've avoided doing for nearly fifteen years of my life. The irony I tell ya."

The zero-pointer loomed over your trembling form.

Adrenaline rush faded, your exhausted body refused to take another step.

'Move...why won't you move!' Hands clenched into fists, flashes of your parents fill your head, flashes of Izuku's smiling face, hell even a scowling Bakugo.

Your head bows as tears continue to spill from your eyes, feet glued to the ground as you accepted defeat.

Unbeknownst to you, your rosary begins to glow, steadily growing brighter which each passing second.

"AKASHIYA GET AWAY FROM THERE!" Kirishima's shrill scream was the tipping point.

The rosary's red glow suddenly cuts off.

The once healthy flowers in your hair suddenly wilt and fall to the ground. Silvery white bleeds into your locks until no strand of [hair color] is left behind.

Your eyes open, revealing a set of blood-red irises.

The slitted pupils in your eyes thin as they take in the situation around them, landing on the charging faux villain with a hint of humor in them.

"Oh? Seems to be a test of some sor—"The zero-pointer punches the spot you're standing at causing a scream of disbelief to fall from Kirishima and other examinees around.

Dust billows around the area as people began to murmur.

"Is...is she dead?"

"I never knew there would be actual deaths in these exams..."

"Poor girl."

Kirishima's pupils shake as he continues to stare at where he last saw you.

Nothing but a crater and a patch of blood as a reminder of your existence.

You saved him...

...only to die.

"Poor girl indeed," the dust clears revealing you standing a few feet away from the crater with a blank, unamused face, "not only did you try to defeat me by some measly punch, but you even wasted the rest of my lunch. Tsk tsk, didn't your creator ever teach you manners?"

The robot attempts to attack you again only to fail.

Within a blink, you appear on the robot's shoulder. "Hmm...appears not."

You avoid the grappling hand and jump onto its other shoulder.

"Let me make it clear, you scrap piece of metal."

With a small lift of your foot, you stomp on its arm, causing the metal to tear off and land on the ground with a loud thud.

You miss the gawks and gasps of the audience around you as you focus on the zero-pointer.

"I'm not one to be trifled with." You do the same to its other arm, leaving it defenseless as it stands there.

Even so, the faux villain continues to walk up to you as if it can still beat you. A small smile pulls at your lips.

"You know...I'm actually in awe. Such drive, such motivation," your smile drops, a snarl of disgust taking its place, "almost pitiful to watch. Robot or not, you will never defeat me!"

Jumping into the air with such grace, you land a kick to its head, sending the metal contraption meters away until it finally lands with a blinding explosion.

You brush your hair back with an indignant sniff. "Just as I thought: weak..."

"TIME'S UP!" The booming voice of Present Mic fills the area.

People immediately flock towards you asking question after question only to stop with one sharp glare.

Most deciding their life is better to have, they continue towards the exit to seek help for any injuries.

"Recovery Girl is on her way, so just stay tight!"

"T-thank you for trying to help me earlier."

"Of course! It wouldn't have been very manly of me if I hadn't."

Your body stiffens. Taking another breath of air, the slits in your eyes thin once again as a sweet scent fills your nose.

'Mmmm, so there are others like him.'

Kirishima flinches at the sudden sight of you before him. "A-akashiya!"

Everything about you was different. From the change of hair color to the disappearance of the calming scent you gave off.

Your eyes are what troubled him the most.

No longer did they hold a certain kind of warmness in them, but instead pure coldness.

His body shakes as you continue to observe him, it took nearly all the self-control he has to keep himself from running away.

Especially when you grab his chin and force him to look at you.

"Yes, you will do," his brows furrow in confusion until you look him dead in the eyes, "when I faint, offer me your neck."

A flush fills the boy's face. "W-what?!"

"That shouldn't be too hard. It's the least you could do after I risked both my life and wasted my food saving you." You narrow your eyes at him, daring him to defy.

Kirishima mouth purses. 'She's right. It's the least I could do. What kind of man would I be if I can't help a fellow comrade in need!'

With a sigh, he gives you a nod despite his eyes still shining with hesitation. "Alright...I'll do it."

Just as he says that, your rosary turns back on, causing your retransformation.

He let out a gasp of awe at the sight of your red eyes shifting back to [eye color].

Silver hair turning back into its original [hair color] shade, new pink blossoms bud back into its strands with a scent of nectarine wafting off you once more.

You began to lean with a groan before falling to the ground.

"Woah!" Grabbing your shoulders, Kirishima gently sits on his knees and holds you in his arms. "I've got ya...I've got ya."

You feel someone tenderly brushing some hair from your face and let out a jumbled mass of unintelligible words.

Blinking open your eyes, everything is blurred and out of focus. The only thing you could pick up on was a scent of sweetness.

'Zuki? He's here...that must mean—'

"...blood..."

Even with your word being soft and slurred Kirishima understood.

"U-um...here," though still hesitant, he shyly pulls you closer, giving your mouth clear access to his neck.

Feeling skin against your lips with the beating of a pulse just underneath the layer, you immediately sink your teeth in.

A glow of red directs Kirishima's attention to the rosary hanging at your neck.

Huh?

Why is it glowing?

You let out a sigh of content after a few more moments of drinking Izuku's blood.

Although...something about it tastes different...

Pulling away from his neck, you blink your eyes a few more times only for them to widen in shock.

Ummm...what the FUCK is this?! This ain't Izuku!

Voice caught in your throat, you're unable to speak.

"Are you alright? Did you have enough to drink?" The concern in Kirishima's eyes causes all awkwardness to melt away.

Your lips soften into a smile. "Yeah. Thank you by the way. I'm sure you were uncomfortable doing something like this."

A spiky grin fills your view as he helps you up off the ground. "Nonsense! After you willingly saved me and that girl, I couldn't let you stay weak when I could help. Wouldn't be very manly of me."

"____!"

You turn to see Izuku waving near the entrance of the gate.

"Ah..." Looking back towards Kirishima, you send him an apologetic smile and bow, "I'm sorry! I wish our time was longer, but it seems my friend is ready to go. It was very nice to meet you! Thank you for everything, really I mean it."

A blush fills his cheeks as he rubs the back of his neck. "I should be the one thanking you for everything! It's the least I could do after you saved my butt. Hopefully, we will end up in the same hero-course class?"

Despite wanting to tell him you most definitely won't end up in hero course due to lack of points, you decide on simply smiling. "Fingers cross. Who knows, we may see each other very soon!"

"Alright!"

With a wave of goodbye, you run towards Izuku with an excited grin, ready to tell him the events of today and vice-versa.

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