SUMMARY Todoroki Tries His Failed April Fools Joke Again But This Time With His Classmate

SUMMARY → todoroki tries his failed april fools joke again but this time with his classmate

PAIRING → todoroki shouto x gn!reader

GENRE → crack/humor, drabble

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

A/N → feel like this could have been better but i loved the idea and just wanted to do a small scene

SITTING IN YOUR SEAT, just like everyone else you wait for Aizawa-sensei to start the lesson. Glancing at the seat next to you still being empty your brows furrow together; “Momo-chan have you seen Todoroki-kun?” you ask a little confused as he is always on time, if not early.

Making her look up from her book, nodding she points behind you, “Good morning, ( l/n ).” you hear, turning around to see the duo-haired boy making you subconsciously smile at the sight of him.

“Oh, hi, Todoroki-kun, was worried you wouldn’t be on time.” you tell him as he takes his seat next to you as you turn back to your book.

Your brows furrowing as you did so, looking back up your eyes trace over his face. As something felt off but you could not put your finger on it, “Is there something on my face?” he asks, in a different tone than his usual one.

Your eyes narrow as they fall on his hair, now having his red hair fall into his grey eye instead of in the blue one, making it click, “Did you change your hair?”

A smile appears on his face as he nods his head, “Yes.” he says happy, like he was waiting for someone to point it out. You couldn’t help but chuckle softly at the adorable expression on his face.

Turning back to your notes, humming amused, “Cute.” you whisper softly. Not nothing the sudden heat rushing to the boys cheeks as you continue to read.

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07 | how did it go

SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life-threatening situations and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have run in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

WORD COUNT → 1.2 k

SERIE MASTERLIST → PREVIOUS | NEXT

HOLDING YOUR BREATH YOU finally find your name on fourth place. Right between Bakugou and Iida. Letting the breath go, your shoulders relax now know you aren’t going to be expelled.

“Phew.” you hear the girl next to you sigh out. Quickly glancing over you see her name next to number ten. Making a small smile tuck up your lips at the confirmation neither of you would go home, “Top ten, yes.” you high five.

“And I was lying, no one is going home.”

….what? He was lying! How can he just lie like that! , “That was just a natural deception to make sure you gave your all.” he smiles. Blinking at his breezy demeanour, by the way, he called a bald-faced lie a ‘natural deception’

“I’m surprised the rest of you didn’t figure that out. I’m sorry, I guess I should have said something.” Yaoyorozu Momo says, she is on top of the list, you didn’t really pay attention to her… Thinking back you don’t think you have even seen her do one thing but you guessed she did very well in Aizawa-sensei his eyes. Lists don’t lie.

“Yeah, you should have.”

“That’s it, we are done for the day. Pick up a sillabub from the classroom and read it over before tomorrow morning.” he mumbles, shuffling off to God knows where.

Making your way to the locker room everything went quite fast from then on out. As all you had to do was change and get the sillabubs, “I’m going home with Kirishima but we should exchange Line ID.”

“Oh, yeah, we should.” you agree, holding your phone out for her. Taking hers from her, putting your id you hand it back, “Message me, whenever, girl.” she tells you, “I will.” you smile.

“Ashido, you coming?”

“Oh, I should go. See you tomorrow!” she waves, catching up with Kirishima, “See you tomorrow, ( l/n ).” the redhead waves, “Bye, Kirishima!”

Making your stop at the bathroom, always at least trying before you take your one-hour train ride. It is not worth being lazy, ever. Walking outside you catch the engines on the calves, “Hey, guys! Wait up!” you call, running up to them, “Is it okay if I tag along to the station?”

“Of course, ( l/n ).” Iida answers. Glancing at Midoriya he nods as his entire face is red, “Are you okay?” you ask worried for his health, where he nods too again, “Yes, yes. I am, are you?”

Nodding at the boy, he takes a deep breath, slowly draining the red from his face as you starting your walk to the station, “Hey, wait up you three!” a voice calls, “Are you going to the station? I will join you guys.” turning around you see Uraraka.

“You are the infinity girl.”

“I’m Uraraka Ochaco. Let’s see… you are Tenya Iida,” she says pointing at the boy, “You are ( l/n ) ( y/n ),” turning to me, “And you are Midoriya Deku.” she tells the green-haired boy.

“Deku?”

“Isn’t that what Bakugou called you during the fitness test?” reciting the memory of Bakugou running towards his screaming; ‘Deku, tell me how you did that?’

Making him flustered, “Oh, yeah. Well, my name is actually Izuku. Deku is just what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me.” he explains.

“That’s unsportsmanlike.” Iida mumbles. As Uraraka gasps in remorse at her mistake, “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realise that. You know what, I kind of like Deku, it would be a great hero name. Plus it’s kind of cute.”

“Deku it is!”

“Just like that?”

Tilting my head at the boy, he truly confuses you. Turning away from us, he covers his face waving his arm around, “This is a paradigm shift…” he mumbles.

Resuming your walk to the station, you guys chat about how hectic this day was and what your expectations for the next year. Iida was interested in what the curriculum will hold for the years to come. Uraraka for the lunch… which ( b/n ) said is really good because the pro hero Lunch Rush prepares all the food. While Midoriya couldn't see everyone in action and learn from them in the process.

“This is it.”

“Are you sure that’s yours?” Midoriya asks worried, reading the directions on the boards.

“Yeah, I live outside of the city.”

Pushing his glasses back, Iida chops the air, “Then we should exchange Line ID’s. We can meet here to walk the last part together, or let each other know of changes that might occur.”

“Yeah, sure.”

Swapping your phones between the four of you, you all put your ID’s in there. Your train being the first to arrive, “Oh, your train is here, ( l/n ).” Uraraka points out.

Walking the few steps with me, you step into the train, “See you guys tomorrow.” you say, waving at your classmates. Having the doors close, you glance back at them seeing them still waving.

Chuckling softly at it, you wave back. Neither of you stopping until you all disappear out of sight. Putting your earbuds in you settle in, resting your eyes for the ride.

Hearing your stop, you get out. So eager to tell them all that happened you run all the way home, not stopping or slowing down once.

“Hi, I’m home.” you call out, kicking your shoes off. Putting your unicorn slippers on you make your way to your room. A little confused by the lack of response you assumed ( b/n ) most likely had his headphones on.

Changing out of your uniform before making it back to the living room, “Hello?” you call out, walking around your house to see where they are.

“Oh, no one’s home.”

Like it was on cue you hear the door open. Taking two golden stars from the sticker paper, you make your way to them. Seeing them with the groceries bags you stick the stars to the foreheads of your family members, “For not forgetting to do the groceries.”

“Thanks, angel.” taking the bags from her, you and ( b/n ) take them to the kitchen. As he fires questions at you, you try to explain it so fast you stumble over your words, “And- and Eraser head is our teacher!” you continue, telling your small family about the rollercoaster that is your first day.

A/N: i love the ( l/n ) family <3 they won’t be in the story much ( now ? ) but they will come in and out and be more prevalent later on. as i do think family is an important aspect

in the next chapter we have;

- normal classes

- suit reveal & hero classes

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if i type in ‘ kirishima x reader ’ and find another bakugou x reader where kiri is the wingman I WILL LOSE MY FUCKING MIND! i want him, i want him to want me, not to wing man me!

SUMMARY → the three times you can’t talk and the one time you do

PAIRING → todoroki shouto x fem!reader

GENRE → comfort/crack

MASTERLIST → if you want to read more fics of mine

READERS QUIRK → the reader has an unidentified electric quirk ( from another multi-chapter todoroki fic that is still in the developing stages ) and when she get nervous sparks come from her face much like pikachu

A/N → these are just blue spring ride scenes that i think shouto would fall into — also, whomever made this manga coloring; it is gorgeous!

i. with your arms full of papers

As the class rep of 1-F there are many duties. Making sure no one blows up the classroom, everyone there needs are taken care of, and of course getting all the paperwork of what you and your classmates have fixed, created and blueprinted to the filing system Principal Nezu has created for your department.

That system being implemented after Hatsume-senpai has made so many inventions that the school did not know about caused many hero students a visit to Recovery Girl. So, now prevent measurements are taken as she sailed off to her second year.

Sliding the door open with your leg, not being allowed to take unfilled inventions outside the support course classrooms, you have to do it this way — something, you should thank Hatsume-senpai for, again — your eyes contact with a mismatched beautiful eyes and an even more beautiful face to match it. Your lips part as you quite obviously stare at the angle in front of you.

“Hi.” he said, staring right back at you. Parting your lips, you try to get words out but instead just sounds come out. Making your eyes widen at the sudden embarrassment of stuttering and falling over your tongue in front of him sets in, “Are you okay?”

Looking down again, you nod, “Maybe she is a mute.” one voice offers up at your silence.

“Mutes don’t try to talk.”

Squeezing your eyes shit, you turn around. Running as fast as you can with the folders. Praying you will not let them fall as you leave the group of students to themselves.

“Uh… should we follow her?”

“I think she does not want to be followed.”

ii. falling into his lap

“Hi.” a voice suddenly says. Making you freeze up at the deep voice addressing you. Turning around, your eyes widen a bit at how much closer he is standing than you had expected, “Support Course, right?”

Nodding you try to step around him to bring some space between the two of you. While also inching closer to the door so you will not embarrass yourself in front of the gorgeous boy again.

Due to that, you did not fully focus on where you placed your feet, you accidentally stepped on his foot instead. Wincing at your metal cladded boots, a gasp leave your lips at the pain it must be ( honestly it is cladded so well that it would hurt a hammer before it would hurr your toes ).

Dropping down, you try to help him. Instead, heads bump into each other. Wincing again you hold your forehead, trying to stop the throbbing. Standing up to fast your blood rush to your head; “Hey—” startled by the new voice, you want to curse at the sudden attention you are getting.

Turning around the girl stands incredibly close. Stepping back you wonder if either of them has ever learned about personal space or if pretty privilege exhumed them from ever having to learn it.

Yet those questions leave as the fast step you took made you wobble in your boots and down you went, taking him with you. Gasping at the hand that squeezed you close, bracing for the impact. Trying not to focus on it, you try to focus on not electrocuting the boy, “I-” you say trying to apologise.

“Are you okay?” the girl asks, cutting you off. The sparks from your face now not being able to be stopped, pushing up from the boy. A groan leaves his lips as you pushed onto something you should not have.

Shifting your eyes to him, fire waves from his face as he glances down. Following his eyes, your sparks flare up even more as you see your hand right on top of— scramble to your feet. Bolting out of the library as fast as your boots will take you as Lugosi-sensei, the librarian, reminds you that you should not run in those boots or you might break a bone.

Being to surprised by the speed she left at, “Well, she couldn’t have run faster from you if she had tried.” Yaoyorozu tells her classmate who is slowly standing up again.

“What even happened?” Midoriya asks baffled at the whole ordeal. He saw it all but it made no sense at all. How was it even able to have that many coincidences happen all at once? How did ‘hi’ get to running — if you could have called it that — out of the library.

Making him shake his head, letting his hair fall into his eyes, “I have no clue. I just said hi, it was quite, she stood op my foot, our heads hit and we weirdly we fell. Then she touched my crotch and she ran.”

“I guess that it was very embarrassing.”

iii. as you cry in public

It is a natural habit at this point; during every prop week, you have at least a couple cry sessions.

Not only having to make sure your project is done well and getting all your papers on track but also those of everyone in your class. Constantly putting out fires figuratively and literally. Gets really stressful and the only — healthy — way of dealing with it is having a cry.

To let all of it out at your special place under the window outside which is where you resided right now. What you definitely hadn’t expected or could have foreseen was an input fire drill.

Trying to clean your face up you and make yourself look as presentable as possible and not like you just cried. Getting your tissues you wipe your face clean, softly thanking your mum for reminding you to always have them on hand.

Feeling an arm around your shoulder, before being pulled into a chest. Stiffing up at the sudden feeling, you glance up having your eyes connect with one grey and one blue eye.

Now being even more flustered by simply having him continuously catching you at the most awkward of times. Instead of truly thinking about it, you take him up on the invite and push your face into his shoulder, sighing deeply having a scent of pine and cologne invade your senses.

Having truly calmed down, you feel internal grateful for this stranger that held you and prevented being seen crying by everyone as he sways us slowly. Making it seem like the two of you were just weird people hugging out of a window instead of what was actually happening, “Are you okay?” he asks softly.

Nodding, you pull away. Smiling softly at him as you leave without another word being too embarrassed to say anything else.

iv. tired of all the work

Rubbing your eyes you lay your head onto your work table. Just for a moment, in a minute you will stand up. It is Friday night and everyone has just left to the dorms; prop week was successful and Principal Nezu has gifted — your class — as the most promising new inventors. Earning your all the price; which is the same every year.

An invite to I-Island and it’s benefactors annual event. I-Island is a floating island close to the coast, but most of them have a quarters on land.

Who have hired many U.A. alumni after they have interned with them. Specifically, the class president who has pulled the class to those achievements. Which is why you wanted to be the rep to begin with but slowly you start to realise why no one else wanted it.

Hearing the door slide open, you can not be bothered to stand up. So, you just groan to signal that you are still there, keeping your eyes closed as you hear soft footsteps come closer to you.

The scraping of the chair and the soft shuffle makes you open your eyes. Connecting with heteroromantic eyes, the handsome stranger. Honestly, there are many things you have gone over to say to him since the last time you saw him a few days ago; ‘I’m not a mute.’ , ‘I’m sorry I touched your no-no-square.’ , ‘Thank you for letting me cry on your shoulder.’ but instead of all of that you just stared in his eyes and softly whispered the first thing that came to mind;

“You have really pretty eyes."

Making him raise a brow as you trace your eyes over his face. From his eyes to the tip of his nose ending on his lips, “You think so?" He asks in the same soft tone.

Nodding, you hum softly, “Could look at them forever." you say, the sleep deprivation letting you say whatever without shame.

“You can." and for the rest of the night of you did. There was slow conversation and comforting silent, truly you could have lived in that moment forever.

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IT FINALLY GOT ANIMATED!

08 | school is more than classes

SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

WORD COUNT → 1.9 k

SERIE MASTERLIST → PREVIOUS | NEXT

APART FROM QUIRK FOCUSED tests we also have monitored classes. Japanese, math, science and foreign languages. Students in every department study these core subjects and they will change year by year.

Currently, we have English with Present Mic; which is always a blast. It’s very difficult, but he keeps the class awake... sort of, which his shouting.

“Now, which of these four sentences contains a mistake?”

As soon as the question is asked Yaoyorozu raises her hand up. It went so fast you barely even had the time to read it all and she already had the correct answer.

Finally, morning classes were over and lunch was the only thing you had to think about. Your mouth practically watering at the thought of what will be made today.

Humming at how this rice somehow tastes almost euphoric. It might be because you forgot your train munchies but it is mostly because this rice is the best rice to be ever made in the history of rice.

“White rice is great comfort food, isn’t it?” Lunch Rush asks us. Blinking at the sudden disruption from your food dream you continue to munch on your food, nodding eagerly along with Iida and Uraraka as Midoriya fanboys over the hero.

Making our way to class Uraraka and you walk side to side behind the boys,“Basic Hero Training will be next.” Iida tells us, leading the way. Hyping up the green fanboy, “Can you imagine All Might as a teacher? We get to learn so much!”

Humming, the two of you continue to follow them aimlessly, “Can you marry food?” Uraraka-san asks suddenly. As you imagine yourself bathing in a bath of that rice, both boys turn around suddenly as we walk into the classroom, “I don’t think so…” Iida answers seriously.

“If you marry rice and you eat it, would that be a crime of passion?”

“I think it would be.” Midoriya hums, muttering nonsense by my follow up question to Uraraka. Sighing you rest your head on your palms, mouth-watering again at the thought.

“Wow, ( l/n ) are you drooling?”

Suddenly the door slides open, “I am here... coming through the door like a normal person!” an all to familiar voices booms. As he walks in you wipe your lips, gasping at the sight of him; you had never seen him in the flesh before.

“Wow, he really is a teacher.”

“Is that his silver age costume?”

“I’m getting goosebumps, it’s so retro.”

Taking a stance in front of the class he shines his bright smile, “Welcome to the most import class at U.A. High, think of it as Heroics 101. Here you will learn the basics of being a pro,” he tells us.

Moving from behind the desk, “and what it means to fight in the name of good.” he continues. Flexing his body in various ways showing off his iconic costume, “Let’s get into it.”

“Today’s lesson;” holding the card up with the word ‘battle’ , “we will pull no punches.”

Earning various reactions from different students some excited and some nervous at the prospect of combat fighting so soon, “But one of the keys of being a hero is... looking good! These were designed for you based on your quirk registration forms and the request you send in before school started.”

The walls moving our showing all the cases with the student numbers on it. Each holding the suit of their desired request, “Get yourself suited up and meet me at training ground beta.”

Opening your case you gasp at the sight of your utility belt at the top. Shifting your eyes over the case; catching the sight of a card. Reading it over it praises the clear form and details, plus the acknowledgement the DNA method for suit protection, something that was directed to ( b/n ) who thought of everything; taking in account what I wanted.

Putting on your costume for the first time you look at yourself in the mirror. Taking in how your leotard has two dots in the centre. The black combat boots with yellow stitching, the black utility belt with the same yellow details.

Down to your protective glasses and face stickers resembling Hawks as an omache to your current favourite hero; “Need help?” Jirou asks, finishing up her own face make-up while you seem to struggle to put on your stickers, deciding to go with that so they won’t bleed due to sweat or any weather conditions your might encounter.

“Is it that obvious?”

She takes the stickers in her own hands, “The eye stickers are hard,” taking your chin her hand, she tilts it to place the stickers, “it’s like they want you to buy eyeliner instead.”

Humming you try to stand as still as possible for her, “I thought these would be better for when it rains and stuff, so it won’t bleed out all over my cheeks.” you whisper.

“But wouldn’t that be super cool?”

“I guess, but I was going for a Hawks moment.”

“That’s fair.”

Placing the glasses to your nose, she smiled, “The perfect Hawks moment.”

Looking in the mirror you can’t help but smile, your eyes shifting to her through the mirror, “Thank you, Jirou. This is amazing!”

“It was nothing.”

Walking out of the locker room, you walk through the tunnel all you compliment and gushing over each others hero costumes. Not being able to stop; catching a glimpse of Iida you smile, “Wow, Iida your suit is so cool! It looks like that one hero… shit,” snapping your fingers, the name on the tip of your tongue, “I think his name is Ingenium. I could be wrong.”

Looking at the confused expression on his face, you freeze, “Or it’s just an original and has nothing to do with him.” you try, waving your hands in front of you. Nodding first he shakes his head, “Yeah, it’s an omache to the hero.”

“That’s so cool! How did—” feeling a tap on your back, you stop your sentence. Turning your head to the person, “I like your suit.” the boy says.

“Oh, thank you.” glancing down you trail your eyes over his own. Making your brows furrow, “I like you… diaper?” half asking, half saying. Not entirely sure what to think of it, “It is very stylish, right?”

“Sure.”

Now that you are all ready it is time for combat training.” All Might announces. As Iida raises his hand, “Sir, this is the fake city from our entrance exam. Will that mean we will conduct urban battles again?” he asks, noting that the surrounding is the same, something you hadn’t even register yet.

“Not quite,” holding up a peace sign, “I’m going to move you two steps ahead.” it was not a peace sign, “Most of the villain fight you see on the news happen outside. However statistically speaking encounters with the most dastardly evil-doers takes place indoors.”

“Think about it; backroom deals, home invasions, secret underground lairs. Truly intelligent villains stay hidden in the shadows.” he reminds us, “For this training exercises, you will be split into teams of good guys and bad guys. And fight two-on-two indoor battles.”

Making your head tilt at how much guidelines you will get, “Isn’t this a little advanced?” Asui asks, which you are wondering as well.

“The best training is what you get on the battlefield, but remember you can’t just punch a robot this time,” he reminds us. Leaving a moment to let it sink in, “You are dealing with actual people now.” making many questions pop up by various students.

“Sir, will you be deciding who wins?”

“How much can we hurt the other team?”

“Do we need to worry about the losers getting expelled like earlier?”

“Will you be splitting us up by chance or comparative skill?”

“Isn’t this cape cré-chice?”

A strained expression twists into his face, “I wasn’t finished talking.” All Might groans at the sudden rain of questions. When everyone quiets down; he opens a small booklet.

“Listen up,” he starts moving to a page, “The situation is this; the villains have hidden a nuclear missile somewhere in there hide-out. The heroes must try to foil their plans. To do that the good guys either have to catch the evildoers or recover the weapon.”

“Likewise the bad guys if they protect their payload or capture the heroes.” it sounds like a solid battle exercise but shouldn’t we first learn how to actually fight instead of using our imagination.

Holding up a box he tells us that our teams will be decided by the lots, “Isn’t there a better way?”

“Think about it pros often have to team up with heroes from other agencies on the spot. So, maybe that’s the reason why we are seeing that here.” Midoriya tells Iida answering the question for All Might. It made sense, one glance at his suite told you enough; he is an All Might fanboy trough and trough

“Yes, I see. Life is a random series of events.” well, that was depressing.

Bowing to the pro-hero he excuses himself for his rudeness. Making a giggle escape from your lips at his never-fading formal mannerism and the stuff way his suit moved forward.

“You’re funny, Iida-san.” you tell him, regaining composure. While All Might takes it upon himself to pull out the first lots, letting faith decide our teams.

“I wasn’t trying to be funny.”

Team A: Midoriya and Uraraka. Glancing at the first team you hum at the coincidence of being teamed up with someone you already kind of know. What are the odds, right? Well… it’s one in twenty. But what are the odds?

The second team is comprised of Shoji and Todoroki. Shoji-san his quirk is dupli-arms which was easily recognisable, but Todoroki-san his quirk does not seem to be visible. He has a scar but I don’t think that has to do with it.

Minetta and Yaoyorozu are team C. Minetta has a diaper and weird… balls? The sounded gross but he seems nice enough. So does Yaoyorozu.

The next team includes Iida… and Bakugou Glancing at the latter member of a team, you can’t help but let your eyes roam over his form. He looks so much different in his hero suit. And his shoulders, “Damn...” you mumble.

Having his head move, you freeze, eyes widening as you turn around fast. I don't think he heard, maybe he did? He will think I am a total weirdo now. Who the Hell says that… that are things you say in your head! Since when did I go brain dead over a ran-do. All I know is that he screams a lot.

And that he looks good in his hero suit.

“(l/n) and Tokoyami.”

Blinking at the mention of my name I look around to find the boy. Neither of you having formally introduced yourselves yet, “You’re Tokoyami, right?”

A/N: lowkey was thinking— fuck it let’s make this a jirou fic ( but I am already making a rivals-to-lovers jirou fic, so- ) BUT…. TOKOYAMI, TOKOYAMI, TOKOYAMI, EDGE LORD OF THE NIGHT. HE IS SO FUCKING COOL — I CANT EVEN. PARTNER IN CRIME, BITCHES!!!

in the next chapter;

— we will see l/n and her class ( a sprinkle of shouto his old costume )

— and some random class moments and a warning there is some minetta ( but it is to set something up/ to use it in later chapters )

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