SUMMARY Moving To A Foreign Country Where You Dont Know The Way, The People Or The Language Was A Lot

SUMMARY → moving to a foreign country where you don’t know the way, the people or the language was a lot harder then you expect. lucky for you, a handsome stranger is willing to land you a hand... without crushing it

PAIRING → todoroki shouto x fem!reader

GENRE → fluff, scenario

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

A/N →  encore une fois from @oikawakuns reminded me of the language barrier all of these readers and the characters would have & i wanted to do that with todoroki because i’m in my shouto feels — also it is an amazing story which you should def read

IT WILL BE EASY, they said. You can just use the translation app, they said. Look around maybe you will find things we didn’t have, cool trees or flowers. Maybe you will even find a location of a film you like, they said. To be fair the last ones were good things.

But then you start to realise how media makes it seem a whole lot easier to move to a different continent. Did you know that when you move to a foreign country people don’t talk slow, and you are unable to pause them or rewind to what they said? Makes no sense.

What makes even less sense is how you have officially lost your way. Even with the navigation on, all the small alleys and long streets makes everything look the same. Sighing you look around again, turning haphazardly multiple corners trying to hear out the busy streets, sighing relieved as you find it again.

Catching a glimpse of a group of teens standing together you guessed they were around your age as you move to them; deciding to ask them the general directions instead of trying to find it yourself, as that was obviously not working.

“Hi.”

They turn to you, making you a lot more nervous now that you got their attention. Trying to remind yourself what your mothers has told you, ‘Do you know the stairs?’ you said; instead of asking for the particular one.

Making heads tilt at the weird wording and accent that came with it, “English?” you ask, answered with apologetic faces as they shake their heads.

Holding up your hand, you take your phone out. Typing away into the translation app your mum told you to download, and hoovered over you to do so. It was annoying then but you will thank her so much when you get home.

Typing in the stairs you wanted to go to, most likely being seen as a psycho as you ask strangers about a stairwell you want to see. Out of all the things it has to offer… But you let the app say its words, making the teens nod and oh simultaneously as they now understanding what you tried to say.

Having the one with the red-and-white split dyed hair takes his phone out, he types away at it. As the others just smile, the green-haired boy blushing heavily as he gives you a reassuring smile. The eye contact is broken as the boy shows you his phone screen; presenting the texts from google translate to you; ‘going that way, walk with you.’ it read, a cruel reminder that google translate is not as great as you had once thought it was, guess you lost that bet.

Nodding, a smile comes up to your face as you hold your thumbs up for him. As he holds his arm out for the direction you have to go, before wishing his friends goodbye. Something you were quite proud of that you understood.

But as soon as you were alone an awkward silence crept up. It was not for lack of trying but the translation works slow and it is not great for an actual conversation with how broken it sounded.

Too bad, going to hero school sounded pretty cool. It was not like you were unaware of them, but in your circle, no one really truly pursued heroism or any work relating to law-enforcement. It was generally frowned up on, to be honest. Which is a giving considering the controversies — which haven’t been confirmed or denied — of the top heroes in your country, made complete sense.

Besides, bringing that up sounded like a bummer, plus with the way the English sounded from his phone, there was no way it would even be explained the way you wanted it to if your words were to be translated to Japanese.

Deciding to look at the scenery instead you can feel his eyes on the side of your face from time to time, but he doesn’t say anything. A small smile plays on your lips as you watch the trees; cherry blossom season is a lot more beautiful in real life than pictures gave it credit for.

Feeling a tap to your shoulder, you pull your thoughts out of the scenery and back to the boy next to you. Holding up his phone for you, ‘Ever been to Japan?’ it read.

Making you shake your head, typing in yours, ‘First time. Moved here.’ you wrote back. Letting him nod, before typing in his again. Glancing at you from the corner of his eye, making you smile softly.

‘Moved why?’

‘Parents job.’

Nodding, he looks up from your screen as you point at him, “You?” you say, trying to ask if he ever moved anywhere other than Japan. Making him shake his head, “Never… left?” He asks, trying to ogle if he said it right.

Holding a thumbs up, you two make your way to your destinations… you think. It was unclear if he would bring you to a point and explain the way, or fully bring you there.

Thinking it is a safe bet to glance at him again, he has a soft smile as he catches you. Making you quickly look away, making a chuckle leave his lips — something that feels very special and intimate even tho he is a stranger.

Letting your eyes shift all over, not wanting to be caught staring. That is the only thing on your mind until you see it, making your eyes widen. Holding on to his arm, you gasp at the massive building.

Following your line of sight, he points it out. Making you nod eagerly, taking your phone again you tell him it is the national art centre which you had just found out about from the movie you watched on the plane.

‘Have you seen it?’ you ask through the app, referring to the film. Making him shake his head, as he points at it, “You want?” he asks, making it know he knows what you mean — most likely knowing the building too — but has not seen the film or understands the sudden intrigue.

Nodding, you drag him with you to the building. Feeling fingers slip down your arm before they intertwine with your as you take two steps at a time, vastly approaching the entrance.

Moving to walk in with him, you realise you missed a very vital part of information, especially when you are going to enter a big building with him where you could possibly lose each other.

Turning to him, pausing him in his steps too; “Uhm… name?” you ask, trying to make sense, “Todoroki.” he says, making a smile come to you as he understood, as he points at you in questions, “Todoroki-san…” you try out, telling him your name in return.

“(l/n).” he tries out. Making you hold a thumbs up with your free hand. Before pointing back at the door, nodding at what you mean. He lets his hand slip out, pushing the door open for you, letting you walk in before him.

Looking up, you try to figure out where he might want to go. Turning back to him, wanting to point where he might want to go; taking your hand back in his, intertwining them as he points at the first exhibition.

Following his lead, you can’t help glancing down at your joined hands, not being able to stop yourself from thinking that getting lost in Japan might not be the worst thing.

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my love for udai tenma is growing by the day... and i may or may not have written a fic about him ( and because of that one i started a for saeko too ) that will come out after kacchan week <3

doki, doki ▸ ukai tenma ( coming out the 27th )

⤷ the head ramming made me go 🤤 , and it did the same for the reader.

unnamed ▸ tanaka saeko ( whenever it’s done )

⤷ which is super gay. because i am super gay and in love with her.

do any of you do cosplay? this is kind of a random question but i want to do it but honestly don’t even know where to even begin.

i’m thinking toga or uraraka ( mha ), maki or nobara ( jjk ), or maybe just a classic like a sailor scout but i’m not sure how to.

so, if you have any tips, or advice. let me know! ( u can comment it, or dm me — my dm’s are always open also for not cosplay related things )

you can not make this shit up ; so i failed one exam from this professor & now he is talking about how i should just drop out because it is too hard ( while it’s the first time i failed one of his test... i am a second year btw and we have had like 10 exams of him already ). but that is not even the best part.

he is now potentially going to be my new advisor!

the woman whom is now my advisor got pregnant ( she is yet to announch it ) which means she is going on pregnancy leave for 2 semesters.

so she needs someone to fill in her place as advisor... which is going to be him... the professor that tells me i should drop out because everyone passed apart from me ( which is not a rating for a test to be hard & you can not tell that as it is student convinciality but he does not give a shit about that apparently ).

anyway.... who else thinks bakugou looked good in the last episode? i love him.

SUMMARY → how terushima got his tongue piercing to impress a girl but massively failed… kind of.

PAIRING → terushima yuuji x fem!reader

GENRE → crack/humor, drabble

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

A/N → this came to me when i saw a fanart of him with his tongue stuck out ( also, lowkey, want to make more drabbles in this universe with terushima )

LISTINING TO TERUSHIMA RAMBLE on about how he made the winning spike last week, you hum. Not quite sure what you are suppose to think; it is not like you know anything about the sport, nor do you care about it… but you decide to indulge him anyway, “You know what you should get what girls like?”

He shakes his head, getting better in his seat to give you his full attention, which kind of makes you feel bad but not too much so. Leaning closer, you motion for him to come closer you whisper in his ear; “You should get a tongue piercing.”

Watching his eyes widen, you smile the most innocent smile the world has ever seen as you lean back, “That’s pretty hot.” you say softly.

Nodding along at your words, you see the distant look in his eyes as if he was really thinking it through. Glancing back at your friend she is already shaking her head at you.

Walking up the stairs to your class the next day ( f/n ) shakes her head yet again at your seeming lack of caring, “You should not say that to him, he will get it just because you said it was hot.”

Wrapping up your earbuds up, you roll your eyes, “No, he won’t.”

“Yes, he will. You talked about under cuts. He did an undercut. You said that one blond guy from Inarazaki was hot and how you were into blonds. He dyed his hair blond.”

Making you raise an eyebrow; it is not like you forced him to do those things, nor did you give him any signals that you were into him… like ever, “Now you said tongue piercings are hot — hot, ( y/n ). He will be showing it to you as soon as he sees you.”

“He won’t ram a metal through his tongue just because I said so.”

“He already did it to his ears what makes you think his tongue is off limits.”

Making your way to the back of the classroom, you place your phone on your desk as you look up at her, “His tongue will be all swollen, he won’t be able to talk properly for days and we all know he loves to talk.” you remind her.

“He will be walking in to class today with metal in his mouth and he will show it off to you the moment he sees you.” she says taking her seat.

Placing your bag down, you think it over for a moment as you take your own seat; yeah, he did do most thing you said but Terushima is smart. Changing your hair, getting your ears pierced are a completely different thing then putting a hole in your tongue. Especially for a girl in your class that made it very clear she isn’t interested, “He might do dumb things but he won’t do that.”

“Want to bet a steam bun, that he has it.”

“Deal.”

Glancing at the door every few moments, the faux blond finally makes his entrance. Making you eye your friend again as she wiggles her brows at you; shifting your eyes back to him as soon as you do his face lights up.

“Oh, oh—” she hums rubbing her tummy, “Hmm… I can already taste the spicy buns.”

Sigh at her dramatic behaviour, you move over to her, “We don’t know it yet.” you deny, flicking her forehead.

As the boy makes it over to his own seat infront of you he places his stuff haphazardly all over the chair and desk. Fighting with the strap of his bag before finally being freed.

Turning to you he sticks his tongue out and indeed there is a metal right through it. Which you surprises quite a bit and it is kinda cute he would go that far just for you… but you would rather stab yourself in the face then ever admit that.

So, instead you just nod slowly, blinking at the tongue presented to you, “Wow.” you say softly. As he tried to talking to you with his tongue still out.

Not being able to do so he puts it back in, slurring all his words to a point you could not understand what he was trying to say and being the little shit you are; you hum, holding your hand behind your ear, “What? I can’t hear you.” you tease.

“I don’t understand, it’s almost like your tongue is swollen…” you say, pouting as the boys continues stumbling over his own tongue.

Taking his tongue between your fingers, you pull him closer. Making eye contact with him, “A couple days of peace for you. Sit down, dummy.” you whisper softly, letting go.

Watching him take his seat still facing you. Deciding to write his question down instead; ‘You don’t like it?’ the notebook had written, as he frowns at you.

Making your face soften for a moment, “I don’t hate it…” I trail off. A teasing smirk comes to his face, as he quickly scribbles in his notes again, ‘You totally think it’s hot.’

Raising a brow at him, he grins at you, “Shut up, you can’t even talk, dumbass. Who even does that?” you ask him, but his grin doesn’t falter, if anything his grin became brighter.

‘Don’t worry, your mouth heals the fastest. I will be all yours in just a bit, babe.’ you read from his note making you roll your eyes, already regretting it.

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A/N → a repost bc i accidentally deleted the last one 🤡

i have this headcanon of kiri dating his s/o since u.a. days. now they are older, they are still together and still lovey dovey & shit.

when ppl ask him like “how?” he is all like ; ‘just treat them like you are still winning them over and you will never lose them.’

i’m just so soft for him and want to date him so bad!