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+ prince!s.todoroki x lady!reader. royalty au. unrequited love. angst. fluff. reincarnation.

+ young and beautiful by lana del ray, a soulmate who wasn't meant to be by jess banko, heather by conan gray, happiness is a butterfly by lana del ray, daddy issues (remix) by the nbhd, yellow by coldplay, staryboy by the weekend, falling by chase atlantic, i love you by billie eilish, heartburn by wafia.

+ this is heavily inspired by the manhwa the abandoned empress and the book series the selection. so you might see lots of things similar to them. i definitely recommend reading them since they're amazing <33

"The sinner Y/N L/N, the queen engaged in immoral activities out of jealousy and envy and has committed treason by daring to assassinate the emperor."

You wondered when things had started to go wrong.

"As such, she will be deposed the position of Queen. The fortune, title, and land of Duke L/N will be confiscated. As for punishment for attempting to murder a royal and such..."

Why were you here?

"She will be executed."

Your only sin was loving him.

He was the only purpose in your life, and yet, you were only a bother to him.

"Execute her!"

If you could begin your life again, you wouldn't...love him again...

INTRO

FIRST ACT

SECOND ACT

THIRD ACT

FOURTH ACT

FIFTH ACT

SIXTH ACT

SEVENTH ACT

EIGHT ACT

NINTH ACT

TENTH ACT

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- wonderwall. | intro

+ prince!s.todoroki x lady!reader. royalty au. unrequited love. angst. fluff. reincarnation.

+ young and beautiful by lana del ray, a soulmate who wasn't meant to be by jess banko, heather by conan gray, happiness is a butterfly by lana del ray, daddy issues (remix) by the nbhd, yellow by coldplay, staryboy by the weekend, falling by chase atlantic, i love you by billie eilish

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“Lady Y/n, His Grace The Duke has asked for your presence; we need to get you ready.”

“Two more minutes, please, Mary. I look utterly terrible at the moment. Let me at least deem myself more presentable.”

“Alright, Lady Y/n. Please knock on the door once you’re pleasant. We’ll be waiting here.”

“Thank you Mary.”

You gazed at yourself in the mirror, hands gripping the patterned gold sink; how was this possible? Your face, which had been filthy and bloodied, appeared younger and more alive than it had in a long time. Your hair, which had been cut short only a few days before, was returned to its long, silky state, falling down to your waist. The image upset you to your core; you felt sick and wanted to puke on the spot. It was all too familiar, reminding you of the times you were blindly in love with someone. You couldn't take it anymore, but how was this even possible? You were executed only last morning in front of hundreds of people, including the royal family and the alleged love of your life.

Just thinking about him caused your heart to ache.

How could you still care for him after all he's done to you and your family?

You had loved him your entire life, and as the daughter of the Duke L/n, who was nothing but devoted to the royal line, you were groomed to be the empress, to govern the country with the one and only Prince Shoto Todoroki.

You were completely enchanted when you first saw him in the garden at his portion of the royal palace. You'd never encountered a kid like him before, his two-toned hair unrivaled by the other suitors, his eyes revealing two separate stories if the other stared deep enough, his scar which just added to his authenticity, fitting perfectly on his face. You'd heard about the scar that graced his face, detracting from his blessing of a look, but you'd never seen it that way. It was what made him the kid you fell in love with, according to you; on the contrary, you believed it made him seem even better.

All you wanted to do was show him how much you loved him, and you got your opportunity when the kingdom organized a tournament for all the high-class daughters around the nation.

You never pictured yourself to be the clinging kind, yet that is precisely what you turned out to be. You would constantly make yourself accessible in his spare time, so you could join his garden stroll, get your clothes tailored to look nice at his side, and study everything to satisfy him and his hobbies. But, unfortunately, it never happened that way; what you believed was showing him your affection actually served to intensify his contempt for you.

Your alone moments would consist of him ignoring you, meal times being unnoticed, and your feelings being brushed away, but that never stopped you. You were determined to show him how much you cared, never giving up despite his actions, and you somehow made it to the top two positions with Momo Yaoyorozu, the daughter of a well-known Marquess.

You hadn't paid much attention to Shoto's interactions with the other contestants since your main thought was to find a method to satisfy him; you supposed that's why you hadn't noticed his lingering gazes at her or how kind he was when near her. You only understood this when it was revealed that Momo Yaoyorozu would become Empress, with you, the Queen, standing at her side.

It crushed your heart into millions of pieces to watch them so joyfully, completely, and passionately in love, just like you were. But you never grumbled; even if you couldn't be the owner of his heart, all you wanted was for him to be happy, and if Momo did that, you'd do everything to keep it that way.

And you performed your job; because you were raised to be the Empress, you helped Momo learn the ropes, led her through difficult decisions, and helped her maintain a decent image among the commoners. Why did you suffer this destiny while you were properly doing your duties as Queen? Never in a million years would you have predicted the events that led to your death. Who would have guessed that Momo Yaoyorozu would be poisoned while three months pregnant?

They never discovered the true perpetrator; you remember this because the picture of your father being found guilty was still extremely clear in your memory. With an inexplicable emotion, you had pulled the diamond-encrusted hairpin out of your hair to stab the love of your life in his abdomen, and well...you can anticipate what happened next.

Even after this reincarnation, the feeling of rage never went away, especially when your father was wrongfully accused. You weren't raised in the most loving household; your mother died when you were a young girl, and your father drifted apart after that. You couldn't, however, blame him and your mother's death for the fallout of your father-daughter connection. You had never tried to reach out to him and had never shown affection to him, which is why you would establish that relationship with him on this second shot at life.

You had the ideal strategy in mind. In your former life, you were always a highly industrious person, and in addition to lessons on becoming the ideal Empress, you also got training in sword fighting and archery. You've been sitting in the bathtub for hours, stress-eating your nails while devising a strategy since you shut yourself in your bedchamber's bathroom. Because you don't have any siblings, you're the only one who can carry on the L/n Dukedom, which influenced your selection. You would become a knight in order to become the family's head, never dealing with Shoto Todoroki again. It was a flawless plan, and you had the perfect reason; nothing could possibly go wrong.

“Mary, you can come in now!”

You were now going along your home's hall, on your way to eat breakfast with your father, as he had asked. You took in every picture on the walls as well as the view of your family's expansive garden. You'd missed all of this, the peaceful sense that came with returning home. Despite the fact that the royal palace was considerably more gorgeous than anywhere else, you would immediately and unequivocally choose your own house. Even the artwork of your family (including your mother), which you had despised, was suddenly something you craved. Was it necessary to die and be given a second opportunity to appreciate the value of everything?

Apparently, it had.

When you entered the room, your father was already seated at the head of the table, reading through a book. You knocked on the door twice to make your presence aware, “You called for me, father?”

“Oh, I did, dear! Why don’t you join me for breakfast this morning, hm? Come sit next to me.” he pointed at the seat beside him. You tried your best not to let your shocked expression slip through your mask. Why was he acting so kind? “My my, did you get a haircut? It suits you quite well.”

“Thank you, father.” you took the empty seat and watched as the maids brought in the vast options of food and placed them on the table. You had trimmed your hair after all, memories of him toying with your long hair and braiding it once flashed through your mind when you glanced in the mirror, so you did what was required. You'd cut it yourself, and it was now just one inch below your shoulders.

“May I ask what the event is?”

“Event? Can’t I just enjoy some nice breakfast with my daughter? You had me worried for the past few days when you fainted all of a sudden–”

“Fainted?”

“Oh, you must have hit your head as well, darling. You’ve been sleeping for a few days now; all the doctors I called couldn’t tell us what the problem was. This breakfast isn’t even near to what you need to eat right now!”

Had you fainted? Ah, it must’ve been after your execution. But still, your father had been worried, for you? So this was an excellent opportunity to start building the relationship you so desired. You would not make the same mistakes as your past life, which was a great place to start. “Father, I wanted to talk to you about something.” you said as you placed food on your plate.

“What is it, dear?”

“I want to become the head of this house.”

You watched as he put his fork down to lean against his chair, hands holding each other resting on the table, “Why is that?”

“I want to become a knight and become the head, father. There is no one else to continue the lineage.”

He sighed, scratching the back of his neck, “You need to attend the competition Y/n, you got the invite; there is no way we could decline it.” You were frozen on your spot. How could you forget it? You were seventeen right now, which meant the competition to become the Empress would start in one month. How could you be so stupid to think you could smoothly live your life away from his radar? “But I don’t want to become the Empress, father. I want to stay here.”

“Are you sure? You were talking about wanting to become the Empress since you were a little child, my dear. Why the sudden change of heart?”

Now how were you supposed to answer that?

‘Oh, father, I actually lived this life before and knew you, and I am going to die, so I’m trying to prevent that.’

Yeah, that wouldn’t work.

“I thought about this family, father. I’m an only child, and I want this house to continue for more generations. Please grant me this wish.”

“You know I can’t–” you slumped in your seat, your lips pouting, “–but we can make a deal.”

“A deal?” you perked up at the sound of that.

“Yes. If you lose the competition, I will grant you your wish. But I don’t want you to give up from the beginning. You should make it to the finals and be on the last two standing, and then when you come home, I will allow you to become the head of this family.”

Last two standing? That was how you reached your end! You needed to stay away from Shoto as much as possible; you couldn’t wait till the finals. “The finals? Surely I don’t have to stay that long–”

“My decision is final. If you accept it, I will grant your wish.”

You nibbled on your lower lip as you considered this offer. There were two possible outcomes to the events. One, you reach the finals and beg Shoto not to pick you as Queen, telling him your request, or two, the same events unfold, but he disregards your wishes and crowns you Queen, only for you to resume your previous life.

Alternatively, an entirely other path might be established in which you are eliminated from the start and lose your chances at a happy existence. After weighing the options, it appeared like accepting your father's proposal would be the wiser choice.

You could accomplish it because the genius in you devised a different strategy. After the first day, you would approach Shoto and offer your assistance in selecting the right Empress because you knew everyone from your previous life; you could remove them by exposing their weaknesses to him while keeping Momo for the long haul. And, with your assistance, he will fulfill your goal of becoming the family head. Wasn't that a fairly good plan?

“Alright, father, I accept your offer.” you sighed.

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- wonderwall. | first act

+ prince!s.todoroki x lady!reader. royalty au. unrequited love. angst. fluff. reincarnation.

+ young and beautiful by lana del ray, a soulmate who wasn’t meant to be by jess banko, heather by conan gray, happiness is a butterfly by lana del ray, daddy issues (remix) by the nbhd, yellow by coldplay, staryboy by the weekend, falling by chase atlantic, i love you by billie eilish, heartburn by wafia.

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Your second chance at life felt a little strange at times. You're afraid that it will go in the blink of an eye, you'll die, and your family will be gone forever. However, you also believed in yourself; you were determined to live a comfortable life this time, and no obstacle would stand in your way; you would make it happen. But, unfortunately, the month had flown by too fast for your taste; your free time and calm state of mind had vanished and it was already the evening before your departure; the maids were busy getting you ready.

The corsets you had to wear were one thing you didn't miss . Who had made these items in the first place? It did nothing but obstruct your airway. If you don't include the fact that there is no bed in jail cells , the days you had to wait for your execution in a filthy, loose dress were perhaps the most physically pleasant days you've ever had. Mary, your head maid, stood behind you with the rest of the maids, pulling on the corset straps to press you even tighter. The many other pair of hands were busy messing with your make-up and smoothing out your outfit.

Mary was someone you had a great deal of faith in. She was the head maid, and she filled the lack of mother figure you so craved your whole life. She was constantly looking out for your best interests and made sure you always had a grin on your face. She had a very gentle look; her burgundy hair cut short above her shoulders completing her pristine look, almond-shaped eyes, and her simple brown-colored orbs portraying her experience and emotions. Her height was taller than you, passing you with 4-5 inches, Mary had aged well, she wasn’t old per se, but she wasn’t the youngest maid in the household as well.

The days you spent in the prisons had made you ponder about her and if any other Duke or Marquess would welcome her when your house fell. The nobles were petty and liked stories; you were concerned that her association with your name might result in her losing her position, but you set those fears aside for the time being. You were here to change the past, and you weren't going to let Mary affected by your poor choices.

“Mary, you're going to leave me physically breathless!” You stated this while holding your waist to keep her from fiddling with the corset any longer.

“Dear, we need to highlight your figure! It would be a pity if His Highness did not notice your eye-catching figure!” She tries to keep her seriousness, but you don’t miss the mischievousness that falls on her lips.

“I never said I wanted his Highness’s gaze on me like that, though.” You mutter under your breath, which Mary catches with a quirked brow.

“What was that?”

“Nothing!” You smile sweetly. “Can’t you at least loosen it a little? I don’t think his Highness would appreciate me falling flat on his marble floor.”

“Oh, fine, alright.” She brushed her clothing off and took a few steps back to gaze at your shape. “The outfit will look stunning on you! I don't want to come across as disrespectful, Lady Y/n, but I'm glad you decided to alter your dress.” She dashed out to get you the dress you'd be wearing today.

“It's not at all insulting, Mary. I simply realized how...bright the other one was and decided to tone it down a few notches.” You observed as she brought the dress around.

“You made the correct decision, my Lady. This one will look stunning on you, exactly like a princess.” When she smiles fondly at you, you can’t help but feel warm inside.

Half an hour later, the dress was completely on you, and the maids had finished with your face and the jewels that adorned your body. You looked at yourself in the long mirror, your hands moving about your body, feeling the corset through the material of your dress. You had the appearance of an ancient storybook princess, but you didn't feel good about yourself. How many times have you put on gowns solely to please him? When was the last time you even wore anything because you thought it was beautiful? As much as you dreaded the prospect of seeing him again, it was unavoidable at this point. You only prayed your expression didn't reveal all the feelings you'd kept to yourself.

A knock on the door jolted you out of your reverie, “It's Mary, Lady Y/n.”

“You may enter!”

“The carriage has arrived; his Grace The Duke awaits your arrival downstairs.” She stands before the doorway as composed as she always is, but the slight breathiness in her voice gives away her excitement.

“All good, Mary,” you give an appreciative nod, “thank you for informing me. I'll be there in a minute.”

It was now or never; you weren't going to squander this second shot at life; you were going to live a long and happy life.

“At long last, you've come. The carriage is waiting for you outside, and your luggage is being taken care of, dear.” As you waltzed to his side, your father met you at the bottom of the steps.

“Thank you, father,” you embraced him, leaning closer to his ear, “I hope you uphold your end of the bargain,”

“I guarantee that if you make it to the finals, I'll come and declare you the successor of the family.” His lips pecked your cheek as if to console you, smiling down at you as a knock on the door broke his focus. He waved his hand as you heard light steps fill the room, a pretty girl with an innocent gaze rushing right before you. “Of course, they'll provide you maids to help you, but the royal family also allows the candidates to arrive with a single maid.” He pointed at the girl standing before you, who had a hesitant grin ghosting on her lips, adding to her innocent gaze. "This is Adelaide,” your father explained with a proud smile, “she will accompany you to the palace."

You thought her face seemed familiar, but everything clicked into place when you heard her name: Adelaide. She wasn't your average maid. Despite being assigned to assist you during the choosing process, you had come to realize that she was nothing more than an opportunist, one that was half responsible for your collapse. She was quick with her hands, too, swift fingers pulling pieces of jewelry collection and walking off in the castle, only to wind up in small controversies with the other suitors present in the palace.

“I appreciate your kindness, father,” you press your lips together, “but I'd rather go with someone I know, like Mary!”

“Wouldn't a younger girl be preferable? Someone who is up to date on the newest fashions?” Your father persists with a quirked brow.

“Mary here keeps up with all the latest fashions! She's always helped me with everything; I'd be a lot more at ease if she came with me.” You glanced at Mary, who had her worried gaze at you as a timid grin brightened her face.

“If that's what you want, then go ahead and do it. But, Mary, you should go prepare your luggage.”

You drew Mary closer to you and offered your father a tight-lipped smile, saying, "No need, father, we can go shopping together at the capital. I believe it is past time for Mary to get a new outfit.”

“Lady Y/n–” you squeezed her side to silence her, your gaze fixed on her. “Well, we should get going; once I arrive, father, I'll write you a letter.”

“Alright then, dear, have a safe trip,” he waved as you left the household..

“Father, I bid you farewell.”

Your father was adamant, and with Adelaide's expression in her eyes, you knew you had to get yourself and Mary out of there. Your departure was a bit sooner than you had planned since you were afraid that the events might begin to repeat themselves.

In a former life, you were the first competitor to spend time with Shoto before anybody else; you were madly in love with him. Even if you do leave early this time, you will make certain that you do not run into him. Instead, you'll go to your bed chambers and leave your luggage there, then leave right away to go shopping with Mary. A diversion would be beneficial to your thoughts, and shopping was something that always managed to improve your mood, allowing you to plan your activities.

You and Mary stepped out your front door, only to be met by an excessively decorated carriage. It appeared to be too much red and white with an awful golden frame, ensuring that everyone knew who it belonged to. Who was the architect of the palace? You'd never believe how you used to think these designs were 'beautiful.' Love has a way of messing with people's heads; you want to make fun of yourself.

When you and Mary arrived, the two guards in front of the door perked up and opened the door to let you and Mary into the carriage. You observed as Mary fiddled with her hands, avoiding eye contact. “I apologize if my request was a little too sudden, but you're the one person I trust to be at my side. Plus, we'll start shopping as soon as we get there! I think it's about time you received some new clothing; I can already see how lovely you'll look in them!”

As you took your seats, you placed your hand on hers to ease her down. The blush rising to her cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by you, “You’re too kind, My Lady. I’m honored you see me capable of assisting you throughout your stay.” you smiled. She was, indeed, a remarkable woman.

When you think back, you wonder how Mary survived after you and your father died. She's always been a kind, understanding force to be reckoned with, but your image most likely influenced her job. These notions in your brain caused you anguish; you and everyone you've ever loved had to endure enormous suffering simply because of an allegation and your naive love. You'd make certain that everyone you cared about had a good life, no matter what.

“We've arrived, My Lady.” Mary's voice jolted you out of your reverie as you gazed out the carriage windows at the grandeur of the royal palace. The magnificent gates and entryway never failed to astound you. It was encircled by a big forest full of thousands of trees, and the unusually large gates stood tall with exquisite patterns constructed on them, providing a one-in-a-million vista throughout the kingdom. Despite the carriage's negative impression of the family, the palace had the most thought-out and intricate design ever; it was a sight to see throughout the entire nation.

The palace was not designed by the present dynasty; it was left by the former emperor who died of old age; it was reasonable to say his reign was the golden era of the empire, acclaimed for how much the kingdom prospered under his control, he was always remembered.

When you and Mary stepped out of the carriage, you found yourself staring at a woman and a man, both gazing at you with judging eyes and pressed lips. You recognized them, head maid and butler of Prince Shoto, as well as three additional maids behind them, whom you knew as Hollie, Margaret, and Bethany. Roselyn and Damien, the head maid and butler, you'd known since you were a youngster. They were always present when you arrived at the palace for your weekly sessions with the royal tutors and treated you just like the Prince himself. You'd never forget the sight in their eyes on the day of the execution; remorseful, for you or for themselves; you had no idea.

The other three maids behind them weren’t much different; because they were fed lies about your obsessive love, they never exactly welcomed you warmly; only Margaret opened her eyes after seeing the hatred and abuse you received. However, because her generosity was motivated only by pity, you could never accept her acts and words.

“We extend our greetings to Lady Y/n of the L/n Dukedom.” You observed as they all curtsied as a gesture of respect; you opened your fan to hide the smirk that was growing on your lips. Then, with a nod of your head, you motioned for them to rise, saying, "It's fantastic to be back here, Roselyn." Nothing has changed, as far as I can tell.” Roselyn walked towards you, lips curled in a grin, her voice as if it was mocking you. “Your presence has been much missed around here, Y/n. Should we grab your baggage so you may pay a visit to His Highness?”

This was the crucial question. This was the point at which you would initiate the sequence of actions that would alter the events of your prior life. You lowered your fan as you looked at Mary, saying, "Actually, I intended on going shopping for my maid and me. However, I would like it if my luggage could be placed in my bedchamber.” Damien and Roselyn's looks were the most pleasurable you'd felt in a long time; to say they were surprised would be an understatement.

You, who has never refused to pay Shoto a visit, who has always been at his side seeking his devotion, refusing to see him? They'd best get accustomed to it since it was going to happen a lot more now.

“If that's what you desire. We'll have your room ready for you when you return; when should that be?” she said hesitantly, motioning for the servants to bring your belongings, Damien trailing after them. “Perhaps an hour or two? I'm not sure what to say. There are several shops I'd like to visit,” you said innocently as you watched them. “All right, sweetheart, we'll get started right now. You will be accompanied by the guards while shopping. You may utilize the carriage you arrived in.” You didn't even bother answering, instead you dragged Mary, who had stood calmly during the event, back onto the carriage.

A person stood beside the window of his study, watching the proceedings unfold, but he took a seat behind his table before the Lady left. He had a lot of work to do and couldn't keep his thoughts occupied with every single contestant that arrived today. He had a hunch he'd see the Lady who had just arrived in his office shortly. It was a pattern he wanted to avoid since she was constantly around, and if she wasn't, her name was referenced every corner he turned; it irritated him to some level.

A knock on his door snapped him out of his trance, and he braced himself for the voice that never seems to leave his head. “You are welcome to enter.”

The door opened to show his head maid, Roselyn, who merely said, "I greet His Highness, Prince Shoto," and curtsied. Shoto had a puzzled expression on his face; why weren't you next to Roselyn? When you visited, you were always by her side to meet him; what was different this time?

“Where has Lady Y/n gone, Roselyn?”

“She stated that she wanted to go clothing shopping with her maid. Your Highness, she'll be back in an hour or two.”

Had you really gone shopping? What happened to having your clothing custom-made for you? And why was he bothered that you hadn't come to welcome him as usual? He must have gone insane; it was better this way; he didn't want to raise your aspirations any higher than they already were. It would only lead to a dispute between the L/n Dukedom and the royal family, which no one desired. “All good, I appreciate you alerting me. You may leave now,” he said dismissively to Roselyn.

He had a lot to accomplish, and if he wanted to do everything before the royal court met, he needed to get started right now.

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Okay so Todoroki is insecure abt his scar right,,, so how about a drabble with Todoroki where he's been struggling extra hard with his confidence when it comes to his appearance lately,,, and his gn! S/o notices and spends an entire day just complimenting him, loving on him, just trying their best to let him know that they think he's amazing in every way 🥺🥺🥺 and that he's gorgeous

beautiful boy — todoroki shouto

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to its rightful owner )

pairing: todoroki x fem!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: making out lol

word count: 1.5k

a/n: the fact i was already thinking about writing something like this and then you requested it ahhh, thank you so much anon! <3 i also wrote this with a fem!reader since that’s the style of writing i’m most experienced with.

TODOROKI’S hair feels soft against your fingertips as you gently massage his scalp, something you know calms him down. and it’s no different this time. he hums from his position on your chest, his arms wrapped around your waist to pull you close to him, content with the way you were holding him, yet his mind raced with millions of thoughts. he wasn’t one to care for looks, other’s or his, but his scar was something that always bothered him. it was a constant reminder of how terrible his childhood was, of how he was deprived from enjoying the things a normal child should; a reminder of all the pain that scumbag had caused to not only him, but his whole family as well.

and he knew you loved him, he knew you were completely and utterly in love with him, but sometimes he wondered if you really found him attractive. it was stupid. he shouldn’t worry about something as superficial as looks, especially since he knew that beauty was relative, but he did. usually he kept his emotions in check and didn’t show his insecurities or let them affect his daily life, after all, the least he wanted was to unnecessarily worry you. however, you were his girlfriend and you knew him better than anyone else, so it was no surprise you saw right through his act.

he wasn’t obvious, his actions could even be mistaken as meaningless, but you noticed. it was the way he wouldn’t look at you for too long, afraid you’d see him the way he sees himself. it was the way he hid his face in your neck whenever you two cuddled or simply hugged. and it hurt you. because he was so incredibly beautiful, in every sense of the word. not only was he smart and a perfect gentleman, treating you with the utmost respect you deserved, but he was also the most attractive person you’d ever seen. you understood how he felt, having your own fair amount of insecurities, and while his feelings were completely valid, you couldn’t just stand there and watch the love of your life think he wasn’t good enough.

you didn’t want to call him out and possibly make him feel worse, so you decided the best way to approach him was to be subtle about it. in school, you made sure to hold his hand whenever you had the chance and give him kisses when no one was looking, then when you were both training, you complimented his technique and let him know he was getting better at controlling his left side. that made him smile, a genuine smile that made your heart race excitedly. now you found yourself laying in his bed, hugging todoroki to your chest as one of your legs draped over his waist. 

it was a tiring day for him and his mood didn’t really help; he just wanted to cuddle with you and never let you go. and that’s exactly what you did. he looked so worn out and sleepy, you just couldn’t say no to that pretty face of his. 

“hey sho?” you called him quietly, in case that if he had fallen asleep you didn’t wake him up, but he moved his head to look up at you. his cheek rested against your chest and that made his hair fall in front of his face, not letting you see him properly. you giggled before placing your hands on his cheeks, and getting the hair out of the way. todoroki could feel the tip of his ears burning up with the fierce stare you had on him, almost as if you were captivated by him. or maybe you were looking at his scar. 

the thought had him moving his head to the side in hopes that you wouldn’t look at him much longer, but your fingers grabbed his jaw to keep him in place. you needed to let him know how beautiful he was, how much you loved him, and how a simple scar didn’t make him any less handsome. 

“you’re beautiful,” todoroki swears he almost cried at your sweet words, not expecting you to say that. “so ridiculously handsome.” a smile grazes your lips when he tries to hide his face, once again, on your neck, but this time you let him. he could be rather shy sometimes and he didn’t exactly like being the center of attention, so you understood how this could be somewhat overwhelming. however, you still felt the urge to shower him with your love. your hands slowly came up to hold todoroki’s face, his eyes still not meeting yours. “i love everything about you. you know that, right?” he nods before finally looking at you, a surprised expression decorating his features when he sees how serious you are.

shyly, todoroki takes one of your hands in his and plants a kiss on your knuckles ever so softly before interlacing your fingers with his own. the endearing action makes butterflies erupt in your stomach as you stare up at the boy in front of you; his hair is completely disheveled thanks to the way you were caressing it earlier, his eyes look tired yet excited at the same time, and a small smile reaches his lips when he catches you staring at them.

“i love your hair,” you continue talking whilst leaning in to his touch, closing your eyes for a brief moment as you revel in the comfort your boyfriend offers you, before opening them again to lock your gaze on his. “i love your eyes, i never get tired of looking at them. i love your lips and the way they feel against my skin. i love your hands and the way you touch me so carefully, as if i were you’re doll,” you pause mid sentence to plant a brief kiss on the corner of todoroki’s lips and he can feel himself falling in love with you all over again. “but most of all i love you. you treat me so well and always make sure i’m comfortable, i just hope you know that you’re more than enough and that i’ll never get tired of you.”

todoroki doesn’t say anything, too astonished by your words, instead he slowly pulls away from your grasp and places himself on top of you. his arms rest right next to your head and his knees between your thighs; the intimate position makes you a bit flustered and the way he’s looking at you doesn’t help either. his eyes bore into yours so intensely you can almost see the passion behind them, along with all the love he holds for you. before meeting you, todoroki didn’t really understand the concept of physical affection, thanks to his traumatic childhood, and the first time you tried to hug him he tensed up and patted your back awkwardly. however, once he felt comfortable enough around you, he never hesitated to latch himself on to you whenever he felt needy. 

and you loved the fact you were the only person who got to see this part of him, but most of all, you felt special. maybe even lucky. because you knew he had finally found a person who could give him all the love he deserved, and you didn’t plan on letting him go any time soon.

he’s so close. so close you can feel his heart beating against your chest and you smile when you notice how fast it’s going; you’re positive yours is the exact same, if not even faster. todoroki suddenly leans down and before you know it, his lips are touching yours. he kisses you feverly and passionately, wanting to convey all of the emotions you made him feel, the ones that were so intense he couldn’t describe them with words. your hands go up to play with his double colored hair while he gently nips at your lower lip, signaling you to open your mouth and you do. his tongue explores your mouth ever so carefully, as if he didn’t want to rush anything, and his actions elicit a soft moan from you. 

todoroki smirks in between the kiss, lowkey proud of himself from getting such a reaction out of you, but you simply look away from him, too embarrassed to face him. he thinks that’s cute, he thinks you’re cute, and since he doesn’t want to fluster you any more, he doesn’t force you to look at him. yet he starts to trail a pattern of open mouthed kisses all the way from your jaw to your collarbones, occasionally leaving a love bite or two which make your hips involuntarily grind against todoroki’s. he giggles, enjoying the way your body was always so responsive to him, and the sound makes heat rush to your face. 

“i love you too,” he smiles down at you and you copy him, joy filling your whole body as the sad expression todoroki had worn all week finally seemed to disappear. “thank you for lighting up my life.”

“you don’t need to thank me, pretty boy,” you plant another kiss on his lips. “thank you for making me happy.”

“no need to thank me, pretty girl.” 

Shoto in a maid outfit 2021

Finally your requests are open! I love ur writing sm I keep on re-reading!! N e ways, may I request an hc for Todoroki, Bakugou and Kirishima where they or the s/o want’s to try that thing on tiktok where they lay down in between their s/o’s thighs. If you’re not comfortable on writing this it is completely fine! Take your time and pls stay safe <88

Laying Between Thighs TikTok Trend

Characters: Todoroki, Bakugou, Kirishima

Genre: Fluff, Humor

Warnings: bakugou and his thicc ass

A/N: ayoo i love that trend lmaooo ty for requesting hope you enjoy<3

Todoroki:

he sees the video of a guy laying between his girlfriend’s thighs and his first thought it “I have to show this to Y/N”

this blunt mf would probably walk up to you and show you the video and say

“i wanna do this with you”

“ok sho”

“i mean like right now Y/N”

so he takes the video and he’s just laying between your legs and your thighs are rested on his shoulders and he’s grinning like an idiot the entire time 

He said: >:)

you post the video on tiktok and everyone is thirsting over your man smh

comments like “is your boyfriend single” or “what store did you buy him at”

he ends up taking another picture between your thighs and making it his lockscreen <3

now if you wanted to lay between his thighs he’d probs get very flustered at the image that came to mind

but he lets you do it anyway and throws up a peace sign for the camera

“Hey Shouto can we film the video again except this time you wear a maid outfit?”

“what?”

Bakugou:

you would have to beg him to let you take a video of him laying between your thighs or vice versa

he can’t let there be any proof on camera that he’s a softie for you

also the way you phrase the question when you ask him does not make him anymore inclined to oblige

“Hey Suki can I take a video of me laying between your fat ass thighs”

“CAN YOU WHAT??”

He tries to feign annoyance the entire time but you see the way the corner of his lips turn up a bit

He briefly wonders what you would do if he just started smothering you with his thighs while you took the video

When you show him the video he’s a huge tsundere about it

“That was such a waste of my time, Y/N...send that to me right now”

He won’t make it his lockscreen cause the chances of someone else seeing it are too high. He’ll make it his home screen though <3

So you’re also just not allowed to post it on tiktok lolol

He already lays between your thighs when you two hang out so you decide to video it one day

You except him to start yelling and try to take the phone from you and delete it but nooo

Mf looks at the camera with a raised brow, smirks at it, then playfully bites your thigh

im gone .

Kirishima:

he would be vv eager to be in between your thighs and have you in between his

“Hey Kiri can we do thi-”

“YES !!”

he’s also the most normal about it out of these 3 ??

he just thinks it’s so cute and he wants to post it all over the internet so everyone can see him and his s/o

the video highkey goes viral and everyone is like “aww omg so cute where can i get one??”

he would also make it his lockscreen so every time he turns on his phone he sees the pic of him laying between your legs with a big smile

uhh head pats !! head pats !! head pats !! 

he likes when he just laying between your legs and you bring your hand down and pat his head

He thinks your thighs are very comfortable pillows and has fallen asleep in them on numerous occasions 

he honestly obsesses over the video of him laying between you thighs he talks about it like everyday

“baby your smile looks so pretty here :)”

“thank you kiri you tell me everyday :)”

honestly if someone asks him to see a picture of you he’s gonna whip out that video so fast lmaooo

ig it’s kiri simp hours

a/n: shouto in a maid outfit 2020

could i ask for a req with shoto todoroki who finds out that reader has a plush of him that they cuddle whenever shoto isnt around?

ive had the idea times before and well i just wondered how others would interperate with that thought.

i love your writing btw!!

hi !! thank u so much, im glad u like my writing. i think this idea is sooooo cute and tbh i could rlly see him doing this so it was superrr fun to write

shouto plushie hc

fluff !! todoroki x reader. shouto & reader are married in this one

cw- implied smut (i mention him rearranging ur guts like 1 time)

- tbh i feel like shouto would probably be the one to get it for u

- bc i've said it before, one of his love languages is giving gifts

- so like imagine he feels guilty bc he's always out doing hero work

- and he's never really been good at verbally expressing his emotions

- so he can't just tell you how he feels

- so he buys you a little plushie of him

- (directly from his hero merch line 😌)

- so one day he leaves rlly early for a mission

- and he wont be back for a while, so he leaves the plushie on his pillow

- and when u wake up ur like 🤨🤨 bc wtf who left a mini shouto there ??

- and then u read the little note he left

- "i had to leave for a 2 week mission, and i got you this so you don't feel alone. call me when you wake up. -your husband"

- and u just MELLLTTTTTT

- bc he's so sweet and considerate

- so u and lil sho spend the whole day together

- u sit him on the counter while u make breakfast

- and then u put him on the dryer while u do laundry

- he sat on the toilet while u took a shower

-you held him while you slept, noticing that shouto had sprayed his cologne on the plushie so that it smells like him

- by the end of the 2 weeks, u even ended up talking to him like he was shouto

- and thats where he finds you, laying on the bed with your feet in the air, lil sho sitting on top of the pillows as u rant about your day

- shouto's heart swells and he watches you for a few more moments before he clears his throat

- "have you replaced me already, baby?"

- u spring up, and sprint to him

- he gives u the biggest hug and just holds u real tight

- "i missed you"

- carries u to the bed

- and yall r doing a lil kissin n touchin

- homeboy is abt to show u just how much he missed u if yk what i mean ;)

- until you spring up and yell "WAIT"

- he stops immediately and he's like super concerned

- "what's wrong? did i hurt you?"

- his worry turns into confusion when u take lil sho, carry him to the living room, and gently place him on the couch

- shouto gives you a questioning look and ur like "he doesn't need to see this."

- shouto just nods understandingly

- and then he rearranges ur guts :))

- happy endings :)

hello!!!! i literally love your todoroki headcanons and literally anything that has to do with shoto. i was wondering if you could do a headcanon of shoto with a s/o who’s insecure about their level of intelligence, or thinking that they’re not smart enough for him. i literally feel like i’m never “smart” or good enough and never really seen this for todoroki. i hope u see this, and also have a great day!!!! you’re amazing!!!! <3

hii !! thank u soooo much, i'm glad you enjoy it !! & im sorry you feel that way hun :( we all get like that sometimes tho. also,, sry for any typos, i didn't proofread

todoroki w/ an s/o who's insecure abt their intelligence

fluff !! todoroki x reader

okay so it's y'all's first year of college

and he's really on top of it. he's making straight A's, while also staying on top of his hero work

but ur not :(

it's totally cool tho. he promised to help you study and get those grades back up

and he did !! study dates were a reoccurring event in your relationship

and for a while it was working

until you started over thinking things a bit (its okay babe, we all do it)

which resulted in you feeling a little insecure abt how smart you are

now todoroki is extremely observant, and definitely noticed something was up

you weren't acting the same as usual

he noticed you pulling back from him and talking less

or avoiding eye contact w him while the two of you were studying together

poor baby thought u were gonna break up with him

one day, he decided enough was enough and finally confronted you abt it

"are you going to break up with me?"

he was both shocked and enraged when you laughed in his face after that ridiculous question

after you assured him that you love him and you'd never leave, you explained the reasons behind your recent behavior

he was lost

like he genuinely didn't understand why you feel like that

ofc he knows that people get insecure, he even has his own insecurities

but he doesn't understand why you would ever feel bad abt urself

ur so perfect to him !!

ur literally the smartest, kindest, most beautiful person on the planet in his eyes

he's determined to make sure u know how smart u are

always congratulating you when you pass an exam

brags to everyone abt how brilliant u are

tells his friends, his coworkers, his siblings, his mom

you're pretty sure you even caught him mentioning how smart you are to the stuffed animal you got him for christmas last year

he's just so proud of you and he rlly wants to drive that point home

Shoto vs Blanket

Shoto Todoroki x Reader Cuddles, fluff, jealousy and crack lmao

A/N: I wasn’t gonna post this because I thought it was pretty trashy (and I would probably be the only one to find it kinda funny) but ya know…someone else out there might enjoy it so HERE YA GO!

You turned under your sleeping boyfriend’s heavy arm uncomfortably and rubbed your cold feet together to try and get some warmth.

Roughly tugging the thin sheets up to your body, you rolled over and snuggled in but you were still colddddddd!!

“Agh! Fine i’ll get up,” you whispered-yelled to no one but the monsters under the bed.

You threw the covers off of yourself and slipped out of Tododroki’s arms.

Luckily, he was quite the heavy sleeper.

Sliding to the edge of the bed in the dark room, you prepared to make your way to the-

“Where are you going?”

You: I THOUGHT U SAID HE WAS A HEAVY SLEEPER?!

Me: IM SORRY! I LIED 😭

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LOVE LANGUAGE | BAKUGOU, TODOROKI, HAWKS, AMAJIKI, SHINSOU

SUMMARY → what i think these boys their love languages are

CHARACTERS → bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, keigo takami | hawks, amajiki tamaki, shinsou hitoshi

i. ACTS OF SERVICE

bakugou katsuki will not tell you how he feels about you at the beginning of your relationship, nor will he say it often when you finally have said those words to each other. he is a firm believer of actions over words, which is why katsuki will help you train, study with you, make sure you eat well, and go to bed on time. it is all because he loves you.

ii. GIFT GIVING

with a childhood and family like his; it is no surprise that todoroki isn’t aware of the way he expressing or likes receive love. and to be completely honest he most likely will not understand he liked you as more than a friend until the dekusquad points out to him that getting you things that ‘remind him of you’ every time he goes out… means something more. as you usually don’t think of your friend that often, nor do you get them a bike bell because you missed them.

iii. PHYSICAL TOUCH

as a pro hero it’s part of the ‘hawks’ brand to be smiley and looking casual. it makes it seem like he is easy going when in reality keigo is calculating every second of every interaction he is having. it is not even an exhortation when he says that he plans when he takes a breath. so, at the end of the day when he can finally go home, shred the hawks persona and be just takami as he lays with you. having your fingers gently stroke through his hair as he listens to the soft thumbs of your heart beating; completely relaxing him, he feels incredibly loved.

iv. QUALITY TIME

it is no secret that amajiki is very anxious, especially around people he doesn’t know very well. this situation was no different he had his head firmly pressed against the wall after trying and failing to imagine everyone as potatoes. even though you have known tamaki since your first year, you did not know him very well. apart from the obvious things that you will eventually find out by simply being in the same class with the boy.

It was not that hard, there were only twenty people in class 3-A and and now all of you lived together too. you were bound to pick up on things.

so, when mirio isn’t there to help the anxious boy out, and you take the time to just stand there with him. trying — and kind of succeeding — to counsel him to calmness by describe your classmates as your fantasied vegetables, he appreciates it more then he can ever put into words.

v. WORDS OF AFFORMATION

from a young age shinsou has been told he was inheritedly distrustful due to the nature of his quirk; how with a single response he can make you do everything he wants. it’s because of that, he knows how important words are. so when you talk to him, seemingly unfazed by the fact that he could brain wash you any moment made him appreciate you greatly.

even when you ramble on about nonsense he has never really thought about and you care so deeply about. he does try to match your energy; and when the topic of heroes comes up and you tell hitoshi — yes, you get to the first name basis by talking and eventually connecting with him during lunch break — he will be a great hero one day, his heart exploded.

MASTERLIST | KO-FI | TAGLIST → @tsukkisbae

SUMMARY → cuddling with your boyfriend on a hot night

PAIRING → todoroki shouto x fem!reader

GENRE → comfort, drabble

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

CUDDLING WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND has always been something you like to do. He held you close to him, whispers sweet nothings in your hair, and smells like pine and cologne, a smell you can not describe in any other way than comfort. Not to mention the nature of his quirk makes him perfectly regulated; in the summers he cools down, and in the winter he warms up. That’s how it goes most of the time. 

Yet as soon as he falls a sleep it changes a little. Now is a moment like that; scrolling down your timeline you try to ignore the heat coming from your boyfriend as he presses to your back, he has his face in your neck as he clings on to you.

It is undeniably cute, you can’t deny that and any other season it would have been great; but there was a heat wave going on. The air conditioner is blasting on it’s highest degree… in the common spaces and every other room; except your boyfriends. In theory it made sense, the cold or the heat don’t bother him and as it did not fit his rooms ‘aesthetic’ he ripped it off the wall in our first year.

Back then Shouto and you weren’t really close ;you barely know him at the time and you highly doubt that he was thinking about his future s.o. getting hot while cuddling with him in his room.

Thought about it, or not, you could not take the heat anymore. Moving his arm slowly off you, making sure you don’t wake him up. Gently moving a bit away from him before rolling on to the cooler side of the duvet. Pulling your phone to your face again to continue sipping on the chaotic mess that is going on, on your time line.

Feeling him move around, you turn your head. Looking up from your phone, “Are you mad at me?” he asks softly, blinking tiredly trying to move the hair out of his eyes.

Making your eyes widen, you turn to fully face him. Shaking your head, you move the hair out of his eyes, “Of course not.” you deny, holding him close to you.

“Oh, okay.” he nods. Placing his face into your neck, “Why did you move away?” he whisper softly. Running your hand through his hair, you close your eyes as his hand roams your back, “It was very warm.” you mumble, completely forgetting about the tea and the heat as you’re held so lovingly by your boyfriend.

Feeling the cold creep up your back, you sigh in relieve, “You should have told me, love.” he whispers. Nodding, you place a soft kiss on the crown of his head, “I will.” 

MASTERLIST | KO-FI | TAGLIST → @tsukkisbae​ @suga-tofu @lovinnoya @tanakasimpcorner @falling4fandoms @lonlyweeb77

→ ( not me forgetting the #tags... if this post flops 🤡 — i’m not only the clown but the entire circus )

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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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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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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𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐘 𝐂𝐔𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒

ಌ including: k. bakugou, s. todoroki

ಌ genre: fluff

summary: how the mha boys react to your sleepy side

girls need love: summer walker

BAKUGOU

he loves it when your like this, tired slow movements and slurred words. So it was no surprise that when he saw you sluggishly entered his room his iconic smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Tired shortie?" You hummed, flopping on his soft bed. Was it always this soft? You thought, wiggling your way under his arm, wrapping it around your waist yourself. He smiled softly at the sight, watching you curl yourself up against him.

"i wan sum kimses." You mumbled into his neck, making the urge to kiss you all over even harder. Leaning down a little he pressed a kiss to your forehead then your nose, finally your lips. "Happy brat?" He asked his face deceiving his tone, which had a small smile on it. "Very." you say hooking your leg around his and your arm around his chest. "Damn koala." "You love it~"

TODOROKI

another a fan of your sleepy cuddles, only he does it too. He'll gently move whatever your doing out of the way mumble a slightly, "Sorry." Before resting his head on your lap. However when your both sleepy he'll just pick you up carry you to his bed and get in with you still in his arms. Finally laying you down beside him, with his head on your chest. "Can we stay like this sho?" You asked running your fingers through his soft locks, "Yea of course." He's not even thinking about he's rubbing his face into your boobs, he just loves the softness it brings him.

"Sweet dreams, I love you snowflake."

"I love you more sho."

𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎 I 𝐒.𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈

ಌ including: s. todoroki x fem!reader

ಌ genre: fluff

when he wears low hanging sweatpants now shoto has been told he looks good but he never really cared about his looks, but he knew you had once thought he looked 'pretty as a prince' So when he walked out of your shared bedroom, he smirked slightly seeing your flustered expression. "See something you like princess?"

always keeps eye contact with you when you talk sho always wants you to know that he's paying attention to you and that he's listening to whatever you half to say. So when your talking to him no matter what he's doing he makes sure to give you his undivided attention. So when you stumble on your words a bit he finds it cute and laughs at your embarrassment, "Take your time sweetheart."

runs his fingers though his hair when he's stressed its something he subconsciously does when he's frustrated or stressed, and seeing him with a slightly annoyed expression as he lets out a groan, never fails to make your heart race

uses sweet loving nicknames sho loves calling you sweet little petnames, mostly because seeing your cute expression every time makes him want to tease you more. He calls you names like: dear, love, baby, angel, dove and sweetheart. Although his favorite is princess & sweetheart.

always has his hand on your thigh, whether he's driving sitting down with you his hand never fails to rest on your thigh. He'll occasionally rub it with his thumb in circles sending chills down your spine, or give it a nice squeeze.

catching him staring at you randomly at times shoto has told you, you look cute when your focused. So when your typing away on your computer your eyes locked on the screen and hear a little chuckle from behind you, its just shoto admiring you from afar. "Don't mind me princess, I'm just taking in the view."

thinking about this since you posted about coming back to tumblr LMFKDJS. anyways, just a writing suggestion from another writer—

character where they tend to one of the boys’ injuries. can be whoever you wish, maybe y/n sees a news coverage of the chaotic fight prior to the hero coming home?

sorry if thats vague, i never requested anything before—

ofc! sometimes these headcannons really just get stuck in your head, huh T-T

anyway, i really think im gonna have a lot of fun with this imagine and i thinking about combining it with another request i got because i think i could make it into a really cute little ficlet!

this is the result of my brainfart, lemme know if you like it!

After a little consideration, i've decided to write Todoroki as bisexual and the reader as gender neutral. i will try my best not to put gendered pronouns in this work because i really think it adds something nice to the fic :)

Warning: stabbing, blood...

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Todoroki x Reader

You and Todoroki had been close friends since you both got reccommended into UA together, and you both got along nicely. You respected his boundaries and he respected yours. Over time, you started talking more, with the help of the much needed intervention from Izuku, the sweetheart.

Since Todoroki had become friends with Izuku, he'd started coming out of his shell much more, and you loved to watch him grow as a person. He had learnt to challenge himself and stay true to his beliefs to become a better hero, and it was Izuku that had taught him this, and made him look further than his spite and more towards his potential as a hero.

You will be forever greatful to that little green ray of sunshine for providing the bicoloured boy support and frienship when you couldn't necessarily get close enough.

After this, Todoroki started becoming more outspoken and social. He wasn't exactly a social butterfly, but he was doing better, and this allowed your relationship room to grow and blossom. You had went to class together and paired up a lot of the time and even started studying together outside of school time. You considered yourself so lucky, because you really did think that Todoroki could be a truly wonderful person and hero one day if he wasn't already. You were glad to be friends with him, glad to be around him, even.

So when he started growing closer and closer to Izuku you understood why, and you weren't angry. You were still really close with him, one of his best friends, really. And you were happy with that. It was enough for you.

He had started talking to him more and hanging around him more, following him on missions, and every time he did it seemed like he'd had some grand personal development.

Is it really your fault that you were jealous?

It seemed Shouto had enjoyed Izuku's company far more than yours, and you had stayed feeling that way for years now. But, if they were happy, you were happy, because they're your friends before they're anything else to you. They were, and continue to be your best friends, so you would brush your feelings aside and put your friends first and foremost.

It hurt. It hurt a lot. So much in fact, that you had almost started distancing yourself from them completely. It's not like you blame Izuku at all, or Shouto, but you had begun to blame yourself. In your eyes, you were the problem.

You had continued this way until one day, you heard a knock on the door. Frantic and rushed, the sound echoed throughout your house, startling you from your place in the living room where you sat, watching a recording of a fight between Shouto and some nameless villain on the news station.

You almost jump out of your skin as you hear the noise and you quickly scuffle to the door to look through your spyglass, wondering who on earth that could possibly be.

To your surprise, you see red and white. The door is quickly opened at the speed of light, before Shouto could even raise his fist to knock again.

"Shouto?... Oh my god, what happened?"

You stare at him with your jaw dropped like a goldfish, saying the question before you realise that you already know, since you just saw him on the news not moments ago. He's ushered in quickly, and an arm is wrapped around the back of your neck and over your shoulders as he's hoisted up. The poor idiot is limping and clutching a bloody mess on his side.

He was stabbed.

Your heart drops to your stomach as you rush him onto your sofa, grabbing your first aid kit faster than he's ever seen you before, and he can't help but choke on his dry chuckle.

It's not too deep, thank god, but with the weapon removed already, he's still bleeding all over your couch. What the fuck are you supposed to do with furnature covered in suspicious looking stains? maybe if we pray you might be able to get them out, but enough of that. Focus on the matter at hand.

"Why the fuck are you here, of all places, you idiot?! Ever heard of an invitation? Or better yet, maybe a fucking hospital?!!"

You can't stop yourself from scolding him while you perform emergency first aid, giving him a stern look like a mother worried sick, and he feels his heart warm, smiling up at you like a dumbass despite your harsh language that he's more than accustomed to at this point. "If you die on my fucking sofa, i'm bringing you back to life just to kill you myself, you asshole."

He chokes on actual laughter this time, holding your hand once you're more or less done, knowing that he's not going to die this easy. He knows it. You know it. You both know it to be true. But still, you worry over him.

You blush bright red as you finally regain your bearings, realising how close the both of you are and how thick the tension in the air is.

"I came here... because I trust you... the hospital was-... I wouldn't have made it... 's too far. ...-'sides, 's noone else i'd rather have with me than you..."

The weight those words alone carry is enough to crush your spine, your breath hitching in your throat as you steel yourself and begin dressing his wounds, trying not to show just how confused and delighted and stupified you feel.

"... You're delusional... must've lost a lotta blood"

He quickly shuts down your dismissal, repeating his words and giving you no way of responding in a rational way.

"You've been avoiding Izuku and I for months now! Did we do something? What is wrong? How could I know how to fix things if you don't tell me what's wrong?!"-

-"Because I thought you were in love with Izuku! Okay?! I really thought you were both- both- in love with eachother! I didn't wanna get in the way- i'm sorry!" You interrupt him brashly and it's that moment when tears start to shed, rolling down smooth skin in small rivulets as you come down from such a stressful situation that you were completely unprepared for.

After a pregnant pause, the air tense and still, you're shocked to feel a pair of lips on yours. Glassy, intense eyes open back up again to see Shouto's soft smile, the kiss gone just as quick as it came while a tingling feeling tickles at your lips. You've officially been stunned into silence and Shouto simply laughs again.

"Y-you mean you really... thought me and Midoriya were... together?"

Now it's his turn to blush in embarrassment, shaking his head and assuring you that nothing of the sort was going on, and in actuality he'd had a crush on you since the very start. He was actually spending so muvh time with poor Midoriya because he felt like he was learning, and wanted to learn how to talk to you more and treat you better.

A lot of things made sense after that. But you didn't bother dwelling on it, you were too busy slamming your face into Shouto's unsuspecting one, capturing him into a passionate kiss that leaves him flustered and frozen.

Boyfriend scenarios :) deku baku shoto

Once again, I'm very sorry this took as long as it did, I will have to admit that I completely forgot that I still hadn't finished the parts from the other characters!

@emmy420 this request was yours and I really hope you find it adequate <3

Also yes I did say I would be posting all day but I wasn't being lazy, it just took me forever to write ichigos and todos scenarios because I like to keep em quite long and I gotta plan what I write and stuff and see if it aligns with canon... Stuff like that, so I was writing literally all day but I was just working on two pieces :)

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Warning: Some NSFW content, snakes, needles, slight mentions of depressive episode...

Shouto Boyfriend Scenarios, Fem!Reader (SFW and NSFW)

-Part 1

He meets your pets

You have a snake. Now, when Shouto comes over to your house for the first time to come face to face with a California Kingsnake sat snug in its enclure he merely freezes, confused and concerned.

You hadn't said anything about a pet snake, had you possibly forgotten you had one?

"Ah, sorry about Crowbar. Kinda forgot to tell you about him."

Well, that answered his question...

There was something he was even more concerned about though.

"Why did you name him... Crowbar?"

You don't even look at him as you tell him the most concerning thing he's heard in his life, making him do a double take as he thinks about the crisp imagery that you've now planted in his head.

"If someone breaks in, I don't have a Crowbar, but I have him. I reckon he's heavy enough to have the same effect. He is getting a little fat..."

The hotpocket behind you merely blinks at you and moves on from this cursed conversation as fast as he can, trying not to think about what you just said, or the way that you babytalk your pet... Snake... In the background.

"...

So what subject are we studying today?"

"Aw, come on, Sho, don't be like that. Come say hi. He's very friendly, and he doesn't bite."

He doesn't hear the "often" that you mutter under your breath at the end of your sentence, but he doesn't need to. He simply gives the snake an unimpressed look and says hi, like you told him to. He did what you asked, so why do you still want to be mad at him.

"He's not that scary..."

Shouto simply sighs and hugs you around your waist, nodding his head. He's not really afraid of the little... Creature. It's just a little unnerving how it stares at him the way it does.

"Aw, I think he's got a crush on you..."

At this point he's back to being unimpressed as he pulls away from the hug, nonchalantly pulling the schoolbooks from his bag while ignoring you and your little muffled giggles.

He walks in on you changing

You change out of your uniform the second you get back to your room, expecting Shouto, who had come back with you, to be a little longer in the bathroom. You were wrong.

Which is exactly what lead you to this predicament.

Todoroki stands frozen at the door to your room as you slip a shirt on, the both of you still with shock before you snatch your shirt down, now fully in your pyjama clothes.

He had only seen your bra, which was new and pink, since you decided to treat yourself for no reason when you were out with YaoMomo, Tsu, Mina, and Ocha the other day. You were wearing the cute underwear set because even though noone would see it, it still boosted your confidence a little and made you feel pristine.

Noone would see it, you thought.

Well, fuck.

He quickly backs out of the room with an unphazed expression once he recovers though, and shuts the door as he leaves, and what makes this even more embarrassing is that he's just gone back into the en suite bathroom, and you guess he's just waiting there.

What a pure, golden boy. Such a gentleman. You can't stop yourself from snickering, your cheeks puffed as you cover your mouth, trying not to laugh at the situation.

"You-... You can come out of the bathroom now, Sho... You're not banished."

Slowly, the door opens again, more light from the blurred bathroom window flooding into your room as you watch your boyfriend shyly come out, looking you over again as if to make sure that you're decent for real.

"I-... I'm sorry I walked in on you. I would never mean to make you uncomfortable, and I wouldn't do that kind of thing on purpose-"

You cut him off with an exasperated laugh and some over the top hand gestures, letting him know that everything is absolutely fine, and that you know he's not that kind of person. In fact, that's the reason you're laughing about it. You just feel so safe around him, and you're comfortable with him seeing you like that because you know that he's a genuinely good person. It's the very reason you love him after all.

He's so chivalrous and kind, despite the fact that you can be borderline annoying sometimes, and he would never treat you unfairly, or betray the trust that you two have built over the years that you've been friends.

"You're an absolute sweetheart. You know I love you right?"

He definitely knows, and you can tell by the soft smile on his face and the eased, relaxed look on his face as he talks to you.

You get a new piercing

It hurt when you went to get your septum, but it really wasn't that bad. You can recall math tests more painful than that.

Nevertheless, Shouto was there, sitting and watching the needle as it passed through the skin of your nose. He was nervous for you, and wanted to come as emotional support. Really, that translated into "I want to be there so you can emotionally support me as I watch you get this done"

You didn't mind, and he was brave during the appointment, so that's a plus for sure. What was less pleasant for you was the full inspection he did afterwards, when the two of you had gotten back to your house. He tilted your head and stared at your nose until you had to bat his hands away, laughing at his curiosity.

He was just so interested. Why do people do this? Do you have a secret metal quirk he doesn't know about? All sorts of conspiracies were fluttering around that coulourful head of his. He wanted to know why people do this, and why they found it attractive. Most of all he wanted to know why he found it attractive.

It was tender and painful and it hurt to move it. Not to mention the many times he would snicker because you'd accidentally punch yourself in the face and knock it. Changing the sheets? Punch in the face. Itchy nose? Punch in the face, miscalculated where your arm was going while reaching for something? Punch in the face.

He did try to help whenever he could though, and would make warm salt water for you every morning and night so that you could disinfect it. He would buy you wound spray, and cotton buds, and one day he came home with a whole new septum ring for you. He'd said that it reminded him of you and thought it would look cute on you, so he bought it for you, and then refused to let you thank him or pay him back or anything.

You couldn't help but feel your heart tug with every small gesture of love, and the way that he would look after you without you asking.

He sees you crying

The summer almost always bums you out. It's hot and miserable and everybody's going out without you and your motivation goes straight down the drain. You had mentioned this 'summer blues' to your boyfriend Sho, and he'd said that any time you feel like this, you were to call him.

He'd made sure you knew it was of no negative consequence to him, and would never bug, or annoy, or inconvenience him, because you were his first and most important priority. Even concerning hero work. Hes just human like that.

And you trust your boyfriend, and could really do with not spiraling down the dissociative, isolated rabbit hole that makes you want to delete your socials and drop off the map forever. The feeling that makes you want to run away from the real world and hide. At the time it feels nice. It's calming and lonely and you like it, but when you're out of that headspace, it just feels dangerous. It's anxiety inducing to think about.

So as soon as you start feeling like you want to hide away, when you stop replying to text messages and you start muting the group chats, leaving everyone on delivered and refusing to leave the house, you muster up the courage to call your boyfriend. You want your boyfriend. You want a hug.

He answers the call, having been studying in his room to pass the time after a training session, but immediately stands from where he was seated and abandons his work when he hears your shaky breath on the other side of the call, his eyebrows narrowed into a worried frown.

"What's wrong? I'll be there soon. Are you feeling lonely?"

You almost nod your head, straining your voice to whisper through the phone.

"Yea..."

He smiles and makes his way to your house, letting you know when he'll be there, and you hang up the phone to let him walk without distraction. It's only a twenty minute walk.

As soon as your half and half boy is with you, walking through the door, he makes his way to your room and smiles at you, greeting you and telling you how nice it is to see you in your little hermit cave, eliciting a little laugh out of you as a soft thumb wipes away the tears in your eyes.

He helps you run a bubble bath and makes some tea with you, letting you participate in helping him to keep you active and distracted, and the two of you find yourselves enjoying the quality time together.

You keep the door to the bathroom open slightly as you bathe, so Sho can't see you, but he can talk to you through the door every so often, which isn't that uncommon when the two of you have a lazy day together, and you let him use your Netflix and Disney plus since he doesn't necessarily get to lounge or relax as well in his home with Enji Todoroki.

You were glad to give him the break he needed from his family, and he was glad to be here with you and cheer you up. Words can't explain how pleased he felt when you told him how much better you'd felt.

You bleed on his bed

Enji is going to be furious if he finds out. Oh god. You're in trouble.

You wake up, feeling a familiar wetness between your legs and the deeply uncomfortable feeling of blood escaping your body in the slowest possible way. You stare at the stain you left behind, dreading the fact that you're going to have to tell Sho what you did.

Your cheeks glow bright red with shame as you clutch your belly, getting a painful cramp that has you moaning in pain.

This is what wakes your boyfriend up. Groggily, he blinks his eyes open until they're no longer blurred with sleep, taking in your panicked looking form as you sit upright on his bed, staring down at the mattress. At first he thinks you've had a nightmare, it's almost pitch black in the room and it takes a while for his eyes to adjust to the lack of light, but only then does he realise that you seem a little too panicked for just a nightmare.

Your eyes are wide and you tremble with panic and worry, hiding your face in your hands and wracking you brain for answers on what to do about this. Sure Sho might not be as upset about it, but Enji is going to see it sooner or later and you're gonna get some real heat for it. That's fucking humiliating.

Your thoughts are interrupted by another painful cramp, your ovaries causing havoc on the rest of your body right now. You can't help but whine softly, alerting the dual-coloured boy to your problem.

He sits up slowly, frightening you for a second because you were so lost in your own head and your thoughts that you didn't even notice the shift in the mattress or the rustling of the sheets.

"Babe?... Did you... Have some sort of nightmare?"

Oh god. His voice is raw and riddled with sleep and it only makes him sound adorable to you, causing your heart to melt where you crouch in his bed.

You've lifted your butt off of the mattress as to not stain it any more, and when Todoroki notices where your eyes are trained as soon as you move your hands away, he lets out an unbothered little "oh".

'"oh"'?? What is that supposed to mean? You repeat what he said in your head, wracking your brain for answers once again, wondering if it's an angry '"oh"' or just a confused one.

You don't have to worry for very long though, when you feel a hand on your lower back, and a soft little kiss on your cheek.

"Go and take a shower, I'll take care of it and we can go back to sleep. It's okay, it... happens".

The poor boy is a little confused at first, and maybe just a little panicked and traumatised at the sight of fresh blood coming out of your... vagina...? But he recovers quickly so as not to worry you, when he remembers everything that Fuyumi taught him. This is normal for you.

He grimaces, because how women can go through this sort of thing and not be mentally impacted and scarred for the rest of their lives is really beyond him. You must be very strong. Part of him wonders where all of this blood is coming from, too, since he reckons if he bled as much as you, he would be dead in about a minute and a half.

He shakes the thoughts away, wanting to pay attention to you and take care of you, because the sweet thing believes that you're deserving of it no matter what, and when he guides you to the bathroom with the softest towel you've ever felt and leaves his room to fetch some of his sister's pads, you feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

He gives you an entire pack and promises to buy more for you to put in his en suite despite your insistence that he doesn't need to, and he changes the sheets for you and gives you a comfy pair of his shorts and underwear to sleep in.

And when you're both back in bed, cuddling and basking in eachothers' presence, he heats up his hand just barely and uses it to warm you up and hold your belly. He has no idea how much it means to you.

♡︎𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢♡︎

Day 6 of Kinktober 2022

Summary: Shouto has an interesting conversation at work and decides to experiment with you at home.

Props to my beta reader for today @emiriia - thank you so much for your help!

1,419 words.

Shouto walks slowly into the room as you engross yourself in the TV. His hair was dripping and steaming at the same, courtesy of his quirk, and you smile and adjust the duvet, lifting it up to make space for him. As you scan over his skin which glows under the light of the TV reflecting from the residual condensation of the shower, he stills.

He's only wearing a loose pair of black shorts and a random white shirt, looking just about ready to come to sleep but when you trail your gaze back up to look at him again, his eyes seem clouded. It looks like he's thinking really hard about something, or maybe he's just tired.

You coo at him, opening your arms to invite him in for a cuddle, ready to let him fall asleep tangled with you and the sheets like you do every night, stroking his hair that remains surprisingly soft.

What you don't know, is that he's been thinking about you all day. He had gotten in from work about a half an hour ago, and during his break he sat with Kirishima and Kaminari, who were also joined by Bakugou, Mina, and Izuku.

Somehow the conversation took a turn into more intimate subjects as Kaminari, ever the oversharer, started to talk about how he had eaten his girlfriend out. Bakugou had snorted and slapped him on the shoulder, giving him a condescending "you fuckin' wish"

While Denki busted ass trying to get everyone to believe him, Todoroki was busy asking what that meant.

"What do you mean, "what does that mean?"?"

Of course, the group had a good chuckle about his question because of course, out of all of them, Shou would be the most clueless about things like this.

Your boyfriend left that conversation a new man, completely shocked to his core that it was possible to do something like that, but the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to try it with you. They had went into unnecessary detail about what to do and how good it feels for the recipient, andbporr Todoroki was left to mull over the thought for the entire remainder of the day.

Would it really feel that good for you? Have you thought about doing this with him? Would he actually have the guts to try it?

Now, as he curls up in bed with you he can't stop himself from imagining you sitting on his face, and eventually he gets tired of stewing in uncertainty. He wants to make you feel good, but more selfishly, he wants to taste you. He wants to taste you, see what you feel like on his tongue.

"Baby? Would you let me eat you out?"

You almost choke on your spit. Where did this come from? You bet any money it was Kaminari or Sero. Neither of the two ever really seemed all that reserved when it came to boasting about their skills in bed. Every time you would roll your eyes so hard they were close to popping out and rolling down the street.

But your head fills with imagery, and you can't deny the butterflies that stir in your belly at the thought. If he wants to do it, there's no harm in letting him, right? Right.

"If you wanted to, then sure. I don't see why not. Why do you ask?"

"I want to..."

He turns his body to meet yours as you look at him in surprise, his pupils blown and his eyes darkened. The look sends shivers through your body and all this talk about something so intimate has your underwear getting wet.

"Wha-... What, like right now?..."

You're unsure and a little nervous, but you're definitely excited. This is new, but you've been intimate with your boyfriend before, so at the very least it's not completely new territory.

"Right now."

He gives you a little smirk that has you melting where you lay before he leans in for a passionate kiss, your soft lips against his and your tongues battling it out for control.

During your heated makeout session, Shou's hands glide down your figure and to your hips where the band of your underwear lays snug against your skin, and he slowly slides them down as far as he can reach, and with your help, they're off in seconds. A cute, baby blue tee is now all that covers your figure, being a little too big for you and falling just past your butt when it's not all wrinkled and ridden up to your chest.

He snakes two fingers to your cunt, dipping his fingers inside of you only slightly before teasing your clit, making your fingernails dig little crescent moons into the pale skin of his shoulder blades. In seconds he pulls his fingers away and you're lifted on top of him, and he's already guiding your hips to sit over his face.

His fingertips are cold to the touch on one side, and comfortably hot on the other, and while you know that he can't help his cold side from reacting a little, you appreciate that he always tries to keep you warm. You shuffle up the bed, face beet red and your stomach in knots.

Though when he grabs your hips and drags you down to meet his face, every little insecurity of yours was flung out the window. You were a little worried because it's very hard not to worry about how you smell or how you taste despite it being natural, but apparently that must've been covered in whatever conversation he must've had because he really doesn't seem to care.

A shaky sigh leaves your lips as he starts to lick at your vulva, going straight for your clit and sucking on it as you tremble above him. His hands trail down to the top of your thighs to hold you down on him and your cunt throbs at the attention, twitching and clenching around his tongue when he pushes it inside of you. The bed creaks as you grind into his tongue, and even though he's apparently new to this, it feels so fucking nice.

It feels even better when he starts on your clit again, and your back arches involuntarily as gasped moans echo off the walls of your bedroom, rewarding him for his effort. He's not doing this just to please you, though he would definitely kick himself if you didn't like it, but he had started to open up to the idea of doing this for his own pleasure. He loves you, and he gets off on making you feel good, devoting himself to you in every way he can, and this is another way he can do just that.

The tent in his pants would assure you that he's certainly enjoying this if you could see it while you writhe on top of him, and he whines into your heat, the noise sending you close to orgasm.

When he feels you grind down a little more and your pussy clench around his tongue he knows you've reached your end, and he can't help himself from cumming in his underwear at the thought, his hips bucking into nothing. It was a little hard to breathe under you but he really didn't care at the time, though the little gasp for breath you hear when you pull your hips away is a little concerning.

The sight of his face is what stops you in your tracks though. You had only pulled away because you always get so sensitive after cumming, but his face, covered in your cum, had you gulping, along with the little hearts in his eyes.

"That-... That was good... I wanna do it again..."

Your eyes practically bulge as he speaks and you try to get up on shaky legs, your knees weak like jelly. He needs tissues and you're about to drown him in aftercare until he wipes his mouth and nose on his sleeve to scoop you up in his arms and carry you like a bride to the bathroom, chuckling at you.

"I-... Wait- did you cum?"

He nods his head as you panic, causing another blush to spread on your cheeks.

"You really liked it that much?"

"Of course. You liked it too, huh?"

He's the most adoring man you've ever met in your life, and warmth spreads through your chest as you feel an overwhelming sense of affection and love for him.

© 2022 not-your-fucking-kacchan

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✩࿐ the mixtape series: keshi edition (masterlist)

about. we turn to music during our most intimate moments, listen to three minutes of perfectly strung together words to best convey emotion. in this universe you turn to a playlist searching for love. OR. a collection of songs by the artist keshi following your relationships with six of your favourite bnha characters.

warnings. minors and ageless blogs do not interact. sfw, suggestive, fluff, angst, hurt-comfort, happy endings, toxic relationships/dynamics, fwb relationships break ups, engagements, alcohol mentions - each fic has its own warnings.

things to note. proud to introduce my new mini project that i’ve been working on while i was away! i wanted to try writing a mini series to practice my short form writing. i hope you enjoy!

track list. to be updated every saturday at 6pm - 10pm gmt. each contains its own set of warnings and ratings. reader discretion is advised - find the playlist here !

01. right here - katsuki bakugou (22:07)

about. “if you need me, i’ll be here.” - exes to lovers!au, ex!bakugou, hurt comfort + happy ending.

02. onoffonoff - eijirou kirishima (29:07)

about. “when we start, we never stop.” - toxic relationship!au, miscommunication, pro hero!kirishima suggestive, angst + open ending.

03. war with heaven - izuku midoriya (5:08)

about. “damn, i’m missin’ my baby.” - fwb!au, friends to lovers, long-distance relationship, pro hero!deku, suggestive, fluff + happy ending.

04. understand - shoto todoroki (12:08)

about. “maybe we could try it, if you let me.” - established relationship!au, engagements, lazy sundays, pro hero!todoroki, fluff-comfort + happy ending.

05. summer - sero hanta (19:08)

about. “fuck around, feel my heartbeat.” - fwb!au, mutual pining, confessions, pro hero!sero, suggestive, fluff + happy ending.

06. beside you - denki kaminari (26:08)

about. “say i’m not your type but i know what’s on your mind.” - friends to lovers!au, reunions, rebounds, pro hero!denki, suggestive, fluff + happy ending.

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ROOKIE DAD MISTAKES — mistakes they make as a first-time dad.

𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅. nobody said parenting was easy and nobody ever warned them of these slips ups.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. bakugo katsuki x reader, kirishima eijiro x reader, shinso hitoshi x reader, todoroki shoto x reader, midoriya izuku x reader (SEPARATELY)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. no gender is specified (maybe a little in shinsou's and kirishima's), a lil angst in Kirishima's section, crack, fluff

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈,

STANDING IN FRONT OF THE "SPLASH ZONE:"

bakugo learns very rapidly that standing in the "splash zone" also speaks to baby girls and not just baby boys in a very unpleasant way.

he begins his traditional manner to set up for changing a diaper but with more acceleration than usual since he was already a tiny bit late for a meeting. While you offered to do it to let him free, he denied it. Messily, he loosened the diaper's seal around his little Katsumi's waist while rummaging for some fresher ones and wipes.

and just as he was doing relatively well, his baby looked at him with the most innocent look and peed on his white button-up and tie. It's safe to say he never got to that meeting.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈,

SPIT UP'S:

do you know how wives say that they wish their husbands could listen to them more? that's you. You've told repeatedly shinso not to bounce the baby promptly after she was finished feeding after your own experience, and of course, he never listened, so as a result of that, you decided you'd rather allow him to learn from his mistakes.

so right after nurturing his seven-month-old, shinso wipes her mouth first with her bib then released her from the confinements of her highchair. He sat her up in his arms and began to bounce her unconsciously while cleaning the art painted on her tray. When he finishes, he just glances at her broad e/c eyes —the matching hue as yours— and she stares up at him before puking on his shoulder.

𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎,

EXPECTANCY OF BECOMING A SUPER-DAD:

from the moment you told kirishima that you were pregnant, he committed himself to becoming the perfect dad but did not discern that that concept was mythical, especially when he specializes as a pro-hero where his time is reduced. Slowly, he begins to descend for not arriving in time when you went into labor because someone was stuck underneath a truck or not witnessing his son's first breath since gunshots ranged out by a convenient club.

so, when he finally arrives —about an hour later— he apologizes, to both of you and you tell him that there are just some things he can't control and that's not his fault. Still not convinced by your words, you allow him to hold kenchi and told him to look at him if he was disappointed. There was not an ounce of disappointment in his eyes but rather replaced with drowsiness from being placed in his father’s arms as his eyes narrowed then finally dropped close.

he sobbed.

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔,

LETTING YOUR BABY WATCH VIDEOS UNSUPERVISED:

midoriya realizes that it takes merely three minutes for his toddler to take 176 impoverished pictures of himself, delete important files, and text "hsbdyomenhs44%" to bakugo.

he decided why not a little screen time while he cooks dinner before you arrive home, so he puts on an All Might compilations in hopes his child would grow up to adore All Might as he'd. Positioning his toddler in his playpen, he places ingredients in the crockpot that takes about two hours to cook before he goes to check up on Daiki. Later approaching the playpen, he realizes that setting a two-year-old alone with his phone wasn't be the best idea after witnessing his son watching a music video consisting of guns and women's nodding asses.

(unrelated note, I was inspired by this funny tik tok 😭)

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎,

POKING A SLEEPING BABY:

todoroki frets over everything. Rather if his son is sneezing or giggling, he has the suspicion that everything is trying to strike his baby.

He spends his time hanging around the crib his entire maternity leave making sure his son is still living. Once, and only once, he felt like his son wasn't breathing, so in conclusion, he began to panic and poke around to check for movement. You both didn't get any sleep that night.