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class1akids · 1 year

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Ep 122 - While everyone was standing around chit-chatting and watching Deku fight, medic!Shouto quietly saved Gran Torino and Aizawa in the corner...

(You can see a little bit how he uses his ice)

#i love medic!shouto a normal amount #bnha ep 122 #todoroki shouto #medic!shouto

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2toplibrary · 7 months

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Where to Turn To by chalk

(T, 1.4K, 1/1)

Katsuki wakes up in Shouto’s bed after a particularly nasty villain fight

#new arrivals #established relationship #first aid #future fic #pro heroes #medic!shouto #fic #fics

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bnha-more-like-bnh-gay · 1 year

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Conversations I’ve had as incorrect MHA quotes part 31:

Kaminari and Aizawa:

Sero and Shouto:

Sero:

Tw: violence

Toga:

Jirou:

Tw: mentions of murder

Izuku:

Tw: mentions of medication

Izuku or kaminari:

Aizawa and izuku, honestly:

Hawks:

Tw: talk of violence and regurgitation

Shouto:

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ao3feed-tododeku · 1 year

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We Need to Talk

We need to talk by soulmetalfairy

As Todoroki's release from the hospital draws near he needs to come up with a plan to tell his family about the horrible truth he discovered while being held by the League of Villains. Will his father listen to what he has to say, or continue on as if his brother was not in fact alive and a villain?

Words: 3352, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Shoto's Revelation

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Midoriya Izuku, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki, Dabi | Todoroki Touya

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya & Midoriya Izuku & Todoroki Shouto & Uraraka Ochako, Class 1-A & Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki & Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mentioned Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting, Todoroki Shouto is Bad at Feelings, Todoroki Shouto Needs a Hug, Todoroki Shouto-centric, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Protective Midoriya Izuku, Protective Uraraka Ochako, Protective Iida Tenya, Protective Bakugou Katsuki, Hospitals, Fear, Anxiety, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Nightmares

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46456030

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Izuku & Shouto #💙#💚#Shouto Todoroki #Izuku Midoriya #Enji Todoroki #♦#R:G #A:Soulmetalfairy #Medical AU #Abuse #Hurt Comfort

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ladysunamireads · 2 years

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The Murderous Rage of an Irate Teacher

The Murderous Rage of an Irate Teacher by GinnyRose

Shouta Aizawa had known not to trust the overgrown chicken masquerading as a human hero, he had known. But he had convinced himself to set aside all of his fears to allow the man to take one of his students. He had known another of his students was slipping down a dangerous path, but he had entrusted him to an adult he thought logical. He had suspected a third to belong to a very cold home, yet he had believed his father capable of keeping him safe.

Unfortunately, Shouta Aizawa had been absolutely dead wrong about almost everything; three students stuck in a disaster zone kind of wrong.

And he was about to take it out on anyone and everyone that got in his way before he could reach his students.

Words: 8927, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 14 of The Illogical, Impractical, Improbable Dream of Being a Quirkless, Omega Hero (And How Izuku Midoriya Did it Anyway)

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

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Iida Tenya, Tsuragamae Kenji

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Omega Midoriya Izuku, Alpha Todoroki Shouto, Alpha Iida Tenya, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Tired Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Aftermath of Violence, Hero Killer Stain Arc, Protective Takami Keigo | Hawks, Aizawa Curses Like a Sailor, Angry Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, cursing, Police, Hospitals, Sexism, sexism against omegas, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead-centric

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39096414

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Izuku #♠#Izuku Midoriya #Shouto Todoroki #Erasermic #BNHA #🐰#R:T #Quirkless AU #Dadzawa #Police AU #Medical AU #ABO AU #A:GinnyRose

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dynmghts · 4 months

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TRANSMISSION FROM @deibreak : “ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me. “ TRANSMISSION ENDED / SETTLING DUST , ACCEPTING .

❛ bold of you to call it fucking nice , icy hot . ❜

but katsuki still presses against shouto's wound with his left hand , eyes briefly turning away from the red staining his hero costume to seize saline water from one of his pockets / his teeth take off the top of the saline water's container without contaminating it . he moves his hand from the wound to press down on the other's shoulder instead , halting any kneejerk reaction , as he pours the container's contents on the exposed wound .

it's methodical , yes , approaching the situation with an insistent need to ensure the wound is treated the best it can be ... but his gaze is sharp , jaw tense and brows furrowed . his hands only still because they cannot afford to shake . he only acts with such composure because if he doesn't , he'll snap .

❛ next time you run headfirst into danger like a fucking idiot , make sure i don't have to drag your ass to some random corner of the battlefield . ❜ he slips off his gloves quickly - his gauntlets are discarded to the side , for better access to treat the serious injury shouto's gained - before grabbing another lot of saline water and gauze from his pockets . [ getting the gauze on there should prevent bleeding , he thinks . ] ❛ then you can self-sacrifice all the fuck you want . ❜

his hands move with refined calmness , tempered frustration ; they soak the gauze he retrieved with the clean water before pressing it into the wound . when it doesn't slow enough for katsuki's liking , he applies another , using the last of the saline he had . he adds pressure to encourage it to stop . [ and in the midst of waiting , crimson captures a glance into heterochromia , sharp blue and warming grey / the panic sets in when he realises , he does not want to lose him , the way he looks at him . ]

but katsuki is not immune to the frustration that builds up in his throat , and he holds a threat of explosions to shouto's face with one hand , popping and sputtering with tiny sparks - all the while checking him over with the other . ❛ actually , don't you ever do anything that fucking stupid again , you hear me ?! ❜

#deibreak #medical /#blood /#injury /#💥 ⸍ ii. answers.#💥 ⸍ ii. in character.#💥 ⸍ iv. bond: deibreak.#💥 ⸍ iv. dyn: shouto todoroki & katsuki bakugou.#/ k.atsuki REALLY wanted to do this so i let him go ham

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earthtooz · 1 year

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mentions of injuries, post-mission description ig but FLUFF!

when todoroki shouto confesses to you, it's raw, desperate and his behaviour catches both of you by surprise. he pours his heart out to you, squeezes it dry into your hands, fully trusting you to catch every part of him that he is willing to give you.

because you have a connection that he would do anything to preserve. he would do anything to be by your side.

so when the building you were in collapses before you could make it out, todoroki feels his world crumble a little and no one could stop him from running towards the rubble. he can't hear the concerned calls of his name, he can't hear his brain's logic, he can't hear the screaming of the rescued citizens around him, he can't hear anything but the demands of his heart, pulling him towards the disaster, urging him to find you if it's the last thing he does.

he calls your name loudly enough that his voice begins to fail him, his throat beginning to feel scratchy from all the yelling and the dust from the debris but he won't stop shouting until he gets answers.

to his right, there's a small crumble and todoroki feels like he can finally breathe again when he sees you emerge from the rubble, holding a small child to your chest.

you're alive, you're breathing, you're okay.

"y/n!"

you look at him, and you smile as best as you can. he feels his chest jump even faster.

"shoto," you weakly call out as he closes the gap between you as quickly as his legs can take him. you look tired. he wants to take you in his arms where he can protect you and retreat into the most private, secluded corners of the world; where he can look after you.

"you're okay."

todoroki's voice fails to address how relieved he truly is.

"used my quirk just in time. we're okay aren't we, little guy?" you look at the small boy in your arms who was holding on to your neck for dear life. his face was full of snot and tears as he shouts out his 'thank you's and cries for his parents. you hand the boy to todoroki who takes him without thought. "here, can you take him to the medical staff?"

"what about you?"

"i'm okay. i just... need to sit down. there's no more people left in the building by the way, you can report that back for me," you mutter, squatting down with the help of a large boulder, collapsing on the uncomfortable debris.

todoroki doesn't want to leave your side, especially in this vulnerable state of yours, but he listens to you regardless, skating away on a solid ice path. it's not even been a minute later and he returns, melting the crystallised path behind him.

he stumbles off the ice and collapses in front of you, ignoring the pain of the rock digging into his left knee.

"are you okay?" he whispers. the air around you is quiet, timid, soft, vulnerable.

you nod feebly, "i'm so tired."

he extends his arms for a hug and you gladly fold into him as todoroki envelops you with his frame.

"y'know the boy we rescued? i think he was braver than me in the moment, was telling me to keep fighting and all that-"

"save your voice, you can tell me about it later."

you sigh, nodding, "thanks for coming back."

"thank you for staying," he pauses, trying to find the right words, "i- i was terrified when i saw the building collapse. i do not think i can do this without you-"

"-well don't talk about me like i'm gone-"

"-no, you don't understand-" he ripples out a frantic, uneven breath, paired with a humourless chuckle. "i love you."

the air around you freezes. todoroki hugs you a little tighter as his shoulders begin to shake, tear drops landing on the neck of your tattered hero uniform.

the world around you feels too delicate in this moment and if your perception of reality was not rocked before by the collapse, it certainly was now in todoroki's careful hold. you feel it tilt a little more when he continues:

"i absolutely adore you, want to stay by your side for as long as you'll let me. please, do not go off running like that again, i beg of you."

a beat of silence passes by.

todoroki feels his world cave in, taking your unresponsiveness as a premature rejection.

then you utter the most ridiculous statement ever: "you tell me you love me when i'm looking like this?"

todoroki takes his head out of your neck and you see the tear streaks rolling down his beautiful face. he's so pretty it almost hurts, in fact, it hurts so much that you can taste a little blood in your mouth.

"seriously, out of all times to confess your undying love for me, you had to choose the moment that i'm all bruised and battered," you joke lightheartedly, unable to contain your smile, "i feel the same about you, shouto."

he's even prettier when he smiles, cradling the hand that you brought up to cup his face, "i think you owe me after the heart attack you gave me."

you laugh breathlessly, "will a date suffice?"

"a date will absolutely suffice."

#had this in the drafts for a long while - wanted to get it out #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #shouto x reader #bnha x reader #my hero academia x reader #mha x reader #my hero academia #todoroki shouto x reader #shoto fluff #shoto x reader fluff #shouto x reader fluff #shoto fic #shoto drabble #shouto fic #shouto drabble #todoroki shoto x reader

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prettyboykatsuki · 10 months

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not so little | t. shouto

✮ tags ; gn!reader, minor age-gap (4 years), sfw

✮ wc ; 1.3k

✮ a/n ; this is not the most original idea ever so sorry but i wanted to write my take on it

"Seriously," Touya leans on the door frame of Natsuo's room, self-satisfied smile on his face "You're crushing on...Shouto? Our Shou-chan?"

You cover your face with despair at your predicament. You can't believe you're actually telling either of them. It wasn't like you were planning too. In what universe would you even think to do that deliberately?

But Natsuo is frighteningly good at grilling you about things when you refuse to tell him. Ever since he found out about your crush, he made it his lifes mission to harass you about it. You were careful, damn it. You didn't even actually tell him, he used to his annoying deductive reasoning to figure it out. You tell Natsuo everything.

He knows about every weird medical problem you've ever had, every partner you've ever dated, and every weird fit of crying you've ever cried in your life. He's your confidant. Your best friend. So he knows there's only two sorts of crushes you couldn't tell him about.

If it was on an ex or if it was on one of his siblings. His first guess was Touya - but he figure you wouldn't be this embarrassed about that since you often wolf whistle at him when you're in the house.

Then he guessed Fuyumi, because you're still embarrassed by how pretty she is. When you said it wasn't her - he was briefly stumped before settling in a shocked silence.

"...Are you crushing on Shouto? Seriously?"

Your embarrassment told him he was right, and now you're sitting in his room and hoping the world will swallow you because you're crushing on your best friends little brother of all things.

In your defense, it wasn't always like this. You didn't see much of the youngest Todoroki at all growing up. He was in his dorms for most of highschool and Natsuo spent most of his early adulthood ducking his parents house entirely. You only met him properly when he turned twenty. They're only living together now for Touya.

You kind of wish they weren't - since it'd save you the trouble of being embarrassed twice. You've been seeing Shouto a lot recently, since you've been coming over to hang out with Natsuo.

Shouto is not the 16 year old boy you always made. He's 22 and he's got tall and lean muscle. He's polite but sweet and strangely - much funnier than you could've ever predicted. He's genuinely very kind but most of all - he's been very direct on telling you that he likes you.

You don't think anyones ever pursued you like this in your life. Both of your last relationships ended amicably but neither of them had been this...direct with you ever. Shouto is very direct, actually. Direct in telling you which honorifics to use, and telling you how nice you look, and saying he misses you often. You've been dismissive. Even you're not so desperate as to openly pursue your friends little brother.

But again, he's not so little anymore. He's taller than you now, and he's got lean muscle. He always smells great. He is incredibly pretty in the fairy prince kind of way. This is by far the worst crush you've ever had to endure in your entire life. You've tried to forget.

But just last week he walked you home after patrols, speaking casually and kindly and good god - what is with the broad-shoulders? When did that even happen?

You want to die. You want to disappear into a black hole. You want to scream and cry. Why you're crushing on a boy 4 years younger than you? Why is Todoroki Shouto of all people make your heart flutter?

"Seriously... I mean I knew he was flirting with you pretty brazenly but," Natsuo looks like he's holding back a grimace. If you weren't holding back tears, you'd hit him "...Shouto? Like...really?"

"Didn't know our little angel was such a casanova. Crazy world we live in."

"Neither of you are helping." You say exasperated. Natsuo leans back on his palms, sighing a little. "Do you think I wanted this?"

"It's not the end of the world," Natsuo offers thoughtfully. You give him a meaningful glare from the corner of his bed but he doesn't budge "I mean..I guess if I got to pick who he dated, you're not at the very bottom of the list."

You kick his side. "That's so backhanded."

"He doesn't want to admit you two are a good match," Touya says thoughtfully, unwrapping candy from his pocket. A habit he picked up trying to quit smoking "He'll be lonely if you date Shouto."

"Shut up, Touya."

You ignore both of them for a minute trying to get your bearings.

"You think we're a good match...?"

Touya laughs hard "Is that all you heard? Poor Natsu, already being abandoned."

Natsuo shoots Touya a glare.

"Touyaaaa," You drag, reaching over to tug on the bottom of his shirt "Elaborate."

"And feed your delusions?" He says, clicking his teeth "Fine. Only because it's funny."

Natsuo hmphs, and you look at him apologetically. You two will have to talk about it later. Touya rolls the candy in his mouth, pulling his shirt up to scratch at his abdomen.

"Dunno. You're like... probably one of the only people who's not gonna treat him weird cause he's a good little hero. That brat... it's probably best for him to date someone normal and civilian-esque. Not like being a hero is the most important thing in the world to him."

You flush a little. This is really, really bad. Natsuo gives you a disapproving look. You look back at him a little softer.

"I won't date him if he's off limits." You offer. Touya coos at you both.

"Well aren't you darling."

Natsuo groans, laying flat on the floor.

"Ugh. It's not like I can just say no. It's enough of a miracle that Shouto is showing interest in anyone. And if he misses out on true love, even if it's," He gives you a sideways glance and shakes his head "Even if it's with you then I can't actually stop it."

"I'll reject him if you tell me too."

"What kind of older brother do you take me for?"

"Yeah, what kind of older brother do you take him for?" Touya mocks, laughing to himself "Aren't you just a saint, Natsu?"

"Touya, I'm gonna throw you out of my room."

"Ooh, someone's mad."

Before Natsuo as a chance to come back, the sound of the door opening from the living room downstairs floats up. Shouto calls out. You feel your heart almost fall out of your ass. Touya, delighted, is the first to reply.

"Shou-chan, we're upstairs."

You make a gesture of violence towards Touya who replies by pretending to jerk off then giving you the middle finger. You don't have time to collect yourself before Shouto is upstairs. He's back from patrols and he's a little sweaty. You feel heat creep-up up your neck.

"Touya-nii, do you still—oh," Shouto smiles soft as he realizes "It's you. I didn't realize you were here."

"I came in after class."

"Alone? You should've asked me to walk home with you."

You flush. Touyas' snickering is not helping you at all.

"Isn't that out of your way?"

"It's fine. I do stuff like that a lot," You're almost disappointed until he tacks on "But it's you so it's alright."

You look up at him wide-eyed. He gives you the ghost of a smile. God you're screwed. Before you can reply, Natsuo clears his throat.

"Go wash up. You stink." He chides. Shouto immediately goes back to being a little brother, nodding his head.

"Okay. Then," He looks at you directly. You're so screwed "I'll be right back."

You wait until Shouto is finally down the hall, listening for the bathroom door to thump shut before falling back into Natsuo's bed. Touya breaks out into a fit of laughter as Natsuo sulks in the corner.

But all of it feels like white noise when you compare it to the sound of your heartbeat, thudding hard in your chest.

#todoroki x reader #bnha x reader #todoroki fluff #bnha fluff #writing tag #this idea im sure has been done a million times but i just wanted to write my own version im sorrryfdjd

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the-travelling-witch · 1 month

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summary: i'm back on my "'i have more knowledge on x topic than all your advisers together, i just couldn’t progress through the ranks for one reason or another, so you should definitely make me your concubine, so i can gossip about your minister of finance’s stupid proposal while wearing expensive shit and fine dining and then we slowly fall in love' royal au" bs again, so have some rambles because there are a lot of possible constellations here

characters: shouto :: kenma :: inui/koko :: al-haitham/kaveh x gn! reader

general masterlist

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐎

You could practically feel the daggers being glared into your skull. This entire meeting so far, the prince’s closest adviser had narrowed his eyes at you, a gesture which you only returned with a coy smile.

Really, just because it wasn’t common for a royal concubine to attend a meeting concerning safety measures at the upcoming masquerade ball, there was no need for such hostility.

Then again, maybe the adviser was so foul-tempered because of the physical position you found yourself in. But it wasn’t your fault they hadn’t prepared another seat for you or that Shouto was notoriously unbothered with social etiquette. So, if the prince ordered his concubine to sit on his lap instead, who were you to argue?

You doubted he glared at you because he was aware you had been investigating him or that you knew he and his fellow spies were planning an assassination attempt on the royal whose arm was currently lazily curled around your waist.

Surely, “concubine” was not exactly the title you had had in mind when agreeing to work as an intelligence agent on the Todoroki court but considering the former crown prince Touya had basically gone up in smoke after an attempt on his life, placing yourself right next to the prince where an enemy wouldn’t expect might not be a bad idea.

Besides, since you had taken the prince up on his offer, you had been able to enjoy many luxuries you could previously not even dream of. Delicacies practically melted on your tongue, the material of your clothes was of a quality so fine it was like dressing in air and the library held rare books you normally couldn’t get your hands on just like that.

You also had to admit, pretending to be Shouto’s lover wasn’t exactly torture either. Not only was he as handsome as they come but he was also very well-mannered towards you even in private. The clumsy side only few got to see when he let his guard down was also quite adorable.

So, to say you were quite comfortable where you were and had no intention of giving up your spot any time soon was an understatement.

“Your Highness is it really necessary to bring,” the adviser paused momentarily as he gestured at you, “this person to a meeting such as this? How can we be sure they are not working for an opposing kingdom, relaying our security measures to the enemy?”

You caught yourself before a snort escaped you. Seriously, how was nobody onto this guy before you came around?

“I have no doubt about their loyalty to me and the kingdom,” Shouto said, tone even as always, yet his hand around your waist tightened. “Besides, their safety might be compromised just like mine, so this information should be shared with them as well.”

“That’s right,” you goated, a sharp grin on your lips as you reached backwards over your shoulder to run your fingers down Shouto‘s neck as you held eye contact with the adviser. “I’ve shown my devotion to the prince in ways you never could.”

Soon you’d watch the light drain from his eyes as you ended his miserable life but for now you’d find amusement in how they widened in indignation.

𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀

“Your Highness! I must ask you to stay in the medic’s quarters!” Said medic was fussing around you as you pulled the outer layer of your clothes back on. “I dressed the wound and used a minor healing spell but you need to rest! A-and your medicine—“

“I can rest in my quarters too,” you sighed, already halfway out of the door. “Someone will come pick up the treatment later.”

The medic was still stammering long after you already set out towards your room, trying not to put too much pressure on your side. You didn’t think it’d be that big of a deal but apparently the monster’s claws that had grazed your skin were laced in some sort of venom, the pain of which left you wheezing when you received another blow to the stomach.

Half stumbling, half falling into your room, you reckoned whatever spell the medic had cast hadn’t done much to rid your body of the poison, especially if you remembered how he had floundered once you first drudged into the infirmary. No wonder you had gone behind your parents’ backs to employ someone who actually understood his craft.

“Whoa what happened to you?” Kenma lifted his head from his magic-driven game board at the sound of the door opening. His sharp amber eyes studied you from head to toe, taking in the ripped clothes and collection of bruises and scratches. “You look like death chewed you up and spit you back out.”

“Thanks,” you retorted just as sarcastically, working to rid yourself of the rest of your armour, wincing when you strained the area around your ribs. “Must be the poison.”

“Poison?” Immediately, Kenma had perked up, already rounding the table, his game forgotten. “What poison? And where? And why didn’t you lead with that?”

Usually, the guy tried to make himself as small as possible, hoping to blend into the background. But whenever you dragged in yet another weird and wonderful ailment from out in the wild, your shy healer found himself in the habit of becoming a little bossy. Other royals might take offence if their concubines used that kind of tone but you had to admit you didn’t really mind.

“Well, it’s not like you gave me much of a chance to explain,” you laughed, pulling your shirt off and letting it pile up with the rest of your things, then wriggled your eyebrows at the blond. “So, where do you want me?”

“You are the worst, even when you’re dying,” Kenma rolled his eyes before a warm hand settled on your bare back and nudged you towards the bed. “For now, just lie down. And tell me exactly what the hell happened to you.”

Without any resistance, you settled down and watched as Kenma got to work. It was fascinating each time, even if you didn’t understand much of it and you were the one having to be treated. Whenever he focused on something, he adopted this no-nonsense expression, lips tightened into a line and eyebrows drawn together. You didn’t even want to start thinking about the way your skin tingled where his fingers touched you, well aware that the reason for it wasn’t the magic Kenma used.

“I told the doc someone would pick up my medicine later,” you spoke up once your healer had finished his work and both of you were just lingering within the same space.

As always when you told Kenma something he didn’t want to hear, he made one of the most expressive faces of disgust a human could muster.

“I’ll make sure to trip on the way,” he shrugged and you were aware he might actually do it too. “I didn’t spend all this time healing you just so that idiot can poison you again with whatever concoction he came up with this time.”

“Just what would I do without you?” Brushing a stray strand of hair out of his eyes, you didn’t miss how Kenma, the guy who used to flinch at people coming near him, leaned slightly into your touch.

𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈 / 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎

The golden light of the sinking sun illuminated the balcony as birds chirped their last songs of the day. In the midst of the flowers blooming across the railing and the castle walls, three people sat around a table filled with fruits, cheese and many other delicious foods, eating and laughing together.

“But to come back to your Minister of Finance’s proposal,” Koko, who seemingly hadn’t taken his eyes off the kingdom’s budget sheet, spoke up. Splitting off a few of the coins from the stack in front of him to visualise the share he was thinking about, he offered his insight. “I think we should use a cut of the newly allocated funds to strengthen the army’s equipment. The knights could do with new armour, especially considering the neighbouring kingdom has been less than friendly lately.”

“What new funds are we talking about?” You inquired, not having been privy to the meeting prior this day.

“The party we sent out recently was more successful than we expected them to be,” Inui clued you in with a small smile as he studied what Koko proposed.

“Ah, the expedition that was my idea and that I equipped with the right tools. In that case,” you said, a mischievous glint in your eyes, before you made the stack of coins levitate over your outstretched palm, “I think we should use it to build a magic tower. It would help more with defence than equipping the knights, considering what fun things I could do with one.”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Koko scolded, reaching over the table to snatch the coins back. “How should we justify the King’s concubine wishing for a magic tower?”

While you shrugged, Seishu took your hand and answered much gentler than the black haired man.

“I have to agree with Koko. Not because I doubt you could do a lot of great things with such a tower but because we already had a lot of trouble explaining why the lightning only struck the enemy’s side in the last battle,” he sighed, giving you an understanding look he knew had you giving in already. “The public doesn’t know we have a magic user on our side and word of construction would spread fast. Don’t forget why you went into hiding in the first place.”

“Yeah yeah, I understand, no magic tower. But, how about,” you leant back in your chair, tossing a coin you had hidden up your sleeve before Koko could retrieve it, “one or the other magic tome? Nobody would even notice. Just say it’s for a new necklace or whatever else concubines usually get.”

“Are you suggesting we commit fraud?” Koko levelled his accusatory gaze at you.

“I don’t know, am I?” You innocently asked, batting your eyelashes at him. “It would be for the good of the people, after all.”

“How is you getting a new toy good for the people?”

“I could make the grains grow faster or whatever the people usually pray for,” you shrugged. “I’m at least granting their wishes.”

“I thought you were interested in necromancy recently,” Seishu laughed knowingly. “I’m no expert in the field but how is that helping with making the crops grow?”

“I’m sure a walking dead body or two would scare off the crows,” you said as seriously as you could. “It might also scare off thieves, now that I think about it.”

Koko just looked at you, horrified, while Seishu laughed at your nonchalance. When the former regained his senses, he reprimanded you again.

“We are not using tax money, so you can experiment with the undead and unleash them on the public!”

“Eh, it was worth a try,” you relented before popping another grape in your mouth.

𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌 / 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

You were well aware of the whispers that filled the halls of the castle when you weren’t present.

Kaveh was probably a more conventional concubine to take, considering his innate kindness and striking beauty. Clearly, when he waltzed into the room beside you, it was like the sun was rising before everyone’s eyes. Yeah, he was probably an expected choice.

Al-Haitham, on the other hand…

It wasn’t exactly his physique which raised people’s questions. Moreso it was his gruff temper and apparent boredom with most topics, burying his nose in a book and brushing people off with less than a single word at times, that made your staff shake their heads at your appointment.

Not that it mattered much what other people thought.

What did matter, however, was that your country’s infrastructure had improved significantly since you made your peculiar choice of companions. After most critical meetings concerning upcoming construction, your subordinates believed your return to your chambers meant you just had to relieve some pent-up stress. Yet, those “steamy” nights were spent hunched over maps and graphs of your nation, pointing out the flaws in your advisers’ proposals and redoing blueprints of planned buildings.

Perhaps nobody else in the castle was aware of it, but Al- Haitham and Kaveh were a genius strategist and brilliant architect respectively, responsible for the projects the public praised you most for. And that had been the nature of your relationship in the beginning. They patched out your advisers’ proposals and you made sure they were compensated accordingly, unconventional as the methods may be.

Though, you supposed, after working together for a while, the titles you had given them may not be so wrong anymore. Long nights spent agonising over the ideal location for a new project had turned into quiet evenings lounging around your quarters, enjoying fine wine and lingering touches. Having the two around had become a great sense of comfort to you and running into them between meetings and stacks of paperworks waiting for you made a spark of fondness flutter in your chest.

However, running into both of them at the same time also meant the unlikely pair were probably bickering. This time, you could actually hear them before you rounded the corner.

“I’m telling you, if we use this type of wood-”

“It would rot under the environmental influences faster than you could complete construction.”

“Why, you…!”

Pinching the bridge of your nose, you exhaled ready to calm down the situation somehow. Then, you came face to face with them and had an entirely new idea on how to mediate. Haitham had his arms crossed as he regarded the blond with an unimpressed expression, the pose accentuating the way his biceps and triceps flexed. With Kaveh turned away from you, you had a clear view of his back, as always exposed by the flowy robes he wore.

Sure, they might not be the most usual concubines you could’ve chosen, but that didn’t matter.

“Strategy meeting in my quarters, now. Royal orders.”

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Backfire

Backfire by sunfoxfic

Shouto wakes up in the middle of the night after the raid on the Paranormal Liberation Army. He should sleep, but after all the events of the day, he can't.

Words: 2293, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Todoroki Shouto

Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor & Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: Character Study, Angst, Post-Episode: s06e13 Final Performance, Hospitals, Injury Recovery, Canon Compliant, at least as far as i am aware because i have not finished s6 much less touched the manga, My First Work in This Fandom, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, look it's just a character study. idk what else to say

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48765379

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Shouto #♦#Shouto Todoroki #Dabi #Touya Todoroki #Enji Todoroki #❄️🔥#🏮#R:T #A:Sunfoxfic #Medical AU #Abuse #Angst

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