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crushmeeren · 5 months

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🍰Todoroki/Fem Reader SFW & NSFW Headcannons

Everyone involved in this fic is aged up/18+; continue scrolling or block if you’re not into this

Warnings; cursing, making out, Shouto is a champ at eating pussy (he has a tongue ring in this), ass eating, vaginal fingering, small bit of spanking, Shouto is a little bit subby in this (his moans & some of the things he says), dirty talk, Shouto has a bit of a praise kink, Shouto holds your hands behind your back when you ride him😮‍💨

Authors Note; sorry if this is too long- I had to complete the headcannons for my favorite three MHA boys sooner rather than later. I love Shouto, he deserves all the good things and a lot of hugs.

Hope you all enjoy these headcannons as much as I enjoyed writing them!

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Shouto who comes off as cold, uninterested, maybe a bit of a dick, but who is actually so sweet & so loving, who is actually the kind of person that writes down facts about you so he doesn’t forget them (you found the list in his notes app—you definitely cried), who always buys extra of what he’s eating —so you can have some too (even if you said you weren’t hungry)

Shouto who doesn’t get social cues very well, who tilts his head when he’s confused, who wears a blank, spaced out expression on his face often, who lets you teach him how to read the room a bit easier, whose smile could actually melt ice with its warmth (Shouto makes the most facial expressions when he’s with you— you take that as a win)

Shouto who you met in high school, but weren’t really friends with— or dated until after you all graduated, who you crossed paths with while battling a villain, who you caught mid air when he was falling from the top of a building, on the verge of passing out (he says he swears he saw you with a halo, because he fell in love with an Angel that day)

Shouto who loves to drink strawberry milk, who has so many cartons cluttering the fridge in your home, who also brings you a glass when he’s drinking some, because he’s learned he can also show you he loves you by sharing what he likes with you (you think it’s so motherfucking cute when you are handed a glass of milk out of the blue)

Shouto who decides to be a bit rebellious after he gets out of high school, who wants to try new things, who decides to cut his hair shorter, who gets a nose ring, who pierces his ears (not to mention his tongue ring— you almost fainted when you noticed it the first time🥵) who goes with you when you get your own tattoos & piercings—he often wears jewelry that reminds him of you

Shouto who says his absolute favorite thing in the world is to snuggle up with you on the couch, when it’s raining, when the two of you are wrapped up in a fluffy blanket burrito, watching movies & napping (if it gets a little X rated, who can judge you😮‍💨)

Shouto who is a fucking dry texter, but who sends you pictures of things he knows you love while he’s out on patrol, especially pics of dogs that he encounters (he even ends up bringing one home for you), who gets so happy when you respond with pictures of things you know he enjoys—sort of making your own language with one another

Shouto who likes to wear more of a streetwear style when he’s not working (to your never ending delight), who likes to wear matching clothes with you (shoes, shirts, even matching colors, etc.), who even bought you both a pair of matching underwear (because it makes him feel like a part of you is with him—you did feel a bit smug, knowing you were technically sitting on his face all day)

Shouto who sucks ass at almost every video game, but who can annihilate anyone at Mario Kart, bitter because you don’t think you’ve ever beaten him, (although whenever you and your friends gather at your home, the highlight of the night is watching Bakugou lose to Sho over & over)

Shouto who has stayed close to Midoriya, considering the man as his brother by extension (you love the green haired man & see him often), who goes to the #1 hero for help planning you a surprise party by sending Midoriya a series of increasingly concerning emojis until he agrees (he was nervous he would mess it up—he didn’t)

Shouto who loves to eat peach gummy rings?? (not the only peach he likes to eat👀), who you have woken up to eating the candy at 2:00 am (you just take one and go back to sleep), who memorizes your favorite candy and leaves it for you to find everywhere— even your car (you love Shouto so goddamn much)

Shouto who has told you the story of how he got his burn mark, about his father, his brother and all the horrors of his past, who opened up to you—trusting you completely, wanting to share a side of himself others don’t see (you absolutely cried), who you trust in return—telling him everything about yourself & your own past

Shouto who has taken you to meet his family, meet his mother, who added you to the group chat with all his siblings (they are actually a lot of fun, even if Shouto only replies with one word answer or gifs), who tries to fit his face with more than one expression when he meets your parents (you tell him it doesn’t matter, because he’s perfect for you either way—that earns you another million watt smile)

Shouto who loves you wholly, deeply, completely, who is your soul mate, who is your best friend, who planted the seed of his love in your heart that has grown bigger than a California Redwood tree, who becomes your husband, who you love more than life itself—you’d start a war for this man (he’d do the same)

🍰Warning NSFW Below🍰

Shouto who enjoys kissing, who loves to lazily make out with you, who feels his cock start twitching in his briefs when the kiss starts to get heated & messy, lips slick as they glide together, who gets half hard when your tongue plays with his, whining gently when you tilt your head—flicking the tip of your soft tongue against his

Shouto who likes to lay you on your back in the bed, stripping you until your only in one of his large T-shirts, who likes to push it up your belly—slowly letting it get caught on your tits until he can watch them fall and bounce, who makes you keep the shirt up around your collarbone as his warm, wet mouth sucks on your nipples, pussy throbbing—no doubt wet as fuck now

Shouto who bites over the skin on your sternum, plush lips trailing down your belly until he gets to your pussy, who grips the bottoms of your thighs pressing them backwards to your chest, who gets onto his belly, looking up at you as he licks a stripe from your pussy lips up to your sweet bud, making sure he swirls the cold metal of his tongue ring on the heated flesh of your clit (immediately you’re gripping the sheets, whimpering fuck Sho! when warm tingles radiate down to your toes)

Shouto whose eyes flutter closed while he eats you out, who moans into your pussy—vibrations you can feel throughout your groin, who makes you squeal when he sucks your clit—tongue ring feeling electric with every swipe of his tongue, who eagerly says pussy tastes s’good Angel, can I eat your ass? pretty please baby? (you flip over immediately)

Shouto who gets you both completely naked, whose cock is standing straight out when you take a look at it, who gets your ass in the air, face shoved into the sheets, who rains his hand down on your ass cheek, pain flaring brightly up to your hip, who gives you no break—gripping the thick flesh of your ass and spreading you open, kitten licking at your asshole (you almost scream—once again the sensations increased ten fold by the contrast of his chilly tongue ring)

Shouto who shoves his middle two fingers in your pussy with no warning, tearing a gasp from your chest, who finger fucks you and sucks on your tight hole until your lower belly tightens, pussy clenching his fingers, cumming hard, who fingers you through your orgasm— stroking his cock as he whines to you Angel your pussy is so fucking tight, wanna fuck you so bad, please can I? (you say yes immediately)

Shouto who knows you’re a pillow princess, who loves it, but has actual hearts in his eyes, cheeks flushed a sweet pink when he’s able to convince you to ride him for a little bit—reverse cowgirl style, who props his back against the headboard with a couple pillows, who pulls your hands behind your back—holding your wrists together in one hand

Shouto who spreads your ass with his free hand, whimpering uncontrollably as he watches his cock disappear into your pussy as you bounce in his lap, whose dick throbs and who sucks in air sharply between clenched teeth when you moan f-fucking hell Sho, your cock is so good, so big, gonna make me cum as you throw your head back

Shouto who can only take it for so long before he pushes you off his cock, manhandling you onto your back whispering in your ear gonna fuck your sweet pussy now, okay Angel? as he grips his shaft, feeling how slippery you’ve gotten his cock, sliding his dick all the way in with one thrust—making you cry out and dig your nails into his shoulders

Shouto who bends you in half, knees hooked over his shoulders as he squishes you into a mating press, who fucks you hard, hips curling up into your sweet spot, making you feel each drag of his cock, cumming within the first five strokes—& then again and again and again, orgasms popping in you like water balloons, pleasure gushing all the way up to your brain

Shouto who chokes on his moans as your slick, warm pussy squeezes his cock over & over, voice low & needy when he whines into your ear Angel please, cum on my cock one more time, need it baby, pretty please-m’gonna cum soon

Shouto who does make you cum one more time, who makes you start to feel dizzy from cumming & the angle you’re pretzeled into, you’re able to focus just enough to speak in between moans, saying Sho, hah—oh fuck! Sho, you’re such a good boy, fuck me so well, love your cock Sho, love you baby boy—who cums instantly when he hears your sweet voice praising him, high pitched, needy sounds falling from his lips as he grinds his hips against your ass, cumming in warm, sticky ribbons

Shouto who makes you feel like you have noodles for limbs, breathing heavy as you both feel giddy with the post orgasm glow, who unravels you slowly, pulling out & letting you spread out like a starfish, who flops down on your side, who lets you collect your thoughts—lacing his fingers with yours as you both relax into the mattress

Shouto who eventually gets up to clean himself, who brings you a warm wash cloth and cleans you, who finds the shirt you were previously wearing and some clean panties after he gets dressed, who pulls you into a hug—telling you how much he loves you, planting kisses all over your face & you do the same—Shouto who goes to the kitchen & then brings you a glass of strawberry milk 💕

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ralburry · 8 months

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dabi hurts himself in confusion

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #dabi #mha dabi #touya todoroki #mha touya #shouto todoroki #mha shouto

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luvrkay · 10 months

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Shoto loves when you cockwarm him, he's literally addicted to it.

there's something about the feeling of your warm, wet walls engulfing his entire length that has him moaning into your shoulder blade as he tries to stop himself from fucking up into you.

"cmon sho, you were the one who wanted to do this, dont tell me you can't even last ten minutes" it's the way you tease him that has his dick twitching inside your walls.

"i know baby but you just feel s'good" he sucks lightly on the skin below your ear, smirking against your skin when he hears you moan.

"then fuck me"

shoto groans, debating on staying still and having you cockwarm him or fucking you until the sun starts to rise, hmm decisions...it doesnt take long for him to decide, the latter sounding like a much better option.

shoto lifts your leg, pulling out until nothing but the tip remained inside of you before he's slamming up, fucking into you at a quick pace. your hand grips his forearm, nails scratching into the warm skin on his left side. "fuck sho"

he eventually snakes his arm around you, thumb finding your clit and rubbing harsh circles on the sensitive nub as cum around his dick. shoto doesnt pull out, instead fucking your slick deeper into you until there's a white ring of cream forming around the base of his cock.

AN: I’m bored so I’m taking requests! Please don’t hesitate to send some in!

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angelshimaa · 6 months

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━━ [ 𝟏𝟎:𝟐𝟑 ] ;; 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎

✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluffy fluffy fluff, todoroki is just enamoured with reader <3

✧ a/n :: i just felt like writing a soft piece with shoto bc I GENUINELY BELIEVE he'd be such a soft bf <3

thinkin about todoroki shoto who just can't take his eyes off of you.

he's next to you, out on the balcony of your dorm as you both stargaze— your idea. yet, he doesn't seem to give a second thought to the stars that lay across the sky like freckles on skin.

he's so open about how he's gazing at you simply exist in silence. heterochromatic eyes trace every feature you have, watching how thin moonlight kisses the edges of your nose, your soft lips and your cheek.

"shoto, you're staring."

he's aware that he is, and your pointing it out doesn't make him look away at all. to him, it's a fly-away comment, nothing worth focusing his already busy attention to.

when you can no longer ignore the burn coming from his eyes on you, you turn to be met with shoto's beautiful face. anyone else would make the mistake of calling his expression neutral, but you've caught him looking at you long enough to notice the warmth in his eyes.

"what?" you ask.

he has a full view of your face now, and he takes a mental image as if he wasn't going to see the same face tomorrow, or the next day— or, if the universe was on his side for once— for the rest of his days to come.

"you're so beautiful."

it's barely above a whisper and it tugs at heartstrings he knows how to play by intuition alone. it's a fragile thing, his sentence— as fragile as his comprehension of your existence. he means it too; the adoration across his eyes tells you so.

your gaze drops as shoto renders you speechless, your heart beating faster as if trying to catch up to something.

"thank you, shoto."

filled with the desire to get close to him, you shuffle a little so that you're close enough to lay your head against him. your heart calms as he puts his arm around you and the contentment settles into your chest when you sigh.

as you both watch the stars, you take note of something— there's something about the way shoto loves you that is so very peaceful.

✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

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oritani · 9 months

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轟焦凍 ❄️🔥

#bnha #bnha fanart #shoto todoroki #bnha shoto #mha shoto #boku no hero fanart #todoroki shouto #mha todoroki #todoroki family #todoroki fanart #bnha art #mha #boku no hero art #boku no hero academia #my hero art #my hero academia #bnha shouto #mha shouto

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olyvv3 · 8 months

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Shoto ❄️🔥

#anime #fanart #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #manga #shoto todoroki #todoroki shouto #mha shouto #anime art #anime fanart #illustration #art #anime boy #sketch #digitalart #mha fanart #paint

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darlink-xoxo · 10 months

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CALL ME WIFEY!๑♡՞

in which, your boyfriend accidentally calls you something

it just seemed so natural to him..

GIF isn't mine

─ͥ─ͦ─ͮ─ͤ➼♥

reader's pronouns are never said, think of it however you'd like <3

Warnings: Fluff, Established relationship, Shoto being smitten, Nervoushoto, Puppy Love 🫶... and spelling mistakes

❥ · ﾟ₊ To celebrate finally having a day off from hero work, your boyfriend of 4 years had taken you out to dinner at a famous restaurant. So here you sat, in front of the love of your life, dressed in your formal attire and happily looking over the menu. when you looked up to ask your boyfriend what he'd be getting, you found him already gazing at you. his eyes glazed over with pure innocent love, his head resting on his hand as his focus zeroed in on you.

"shoto? honey you okay?"

your lover blinked a few times, perking up when he registered your attention on him, "pardon my love?"

"you were staring," you smiled teasingly at him, setting the menu down with a singsong voice.

his eyes widened, bashfulness creeping up his neck from being caught. the icyhot hero faked a cough behind his closed hand as he averted his gaze, "i cant help it.. not when you look so beautiful tonight my dear.."

you shyly smiled, turning away and holding up the menu to hide your embarrassed face, how dare he turn the teasing on you. and do it so unintentionally??? a finger hooked on top of the crease of the menu gained your attention, gently tugging it down, your boyfriend flashed you a soft smile.

"did you have something to ask me, dear?"

"wha? oh yeah! so i was wondering,,,"

and so the dinner continued, with him listening attentively to your rants and you giving him your full attention when he told you what happened just last week between pro heroes ground zero and deku. in the midst of eating your dessert, you're overthinking brain suddenly reminded you of how much this dinner was going to cost.

shoto must've seen your widening eyes because he gently placed his hand on yours and calmly asked what was on your mind.

you waved it off with your free hand, "it's nothing honey, just calculating how we'd split the bill."

his face morphed into something between hurt and confused, "split?" he asked with a tilt of his head.

"yeah nevermind, i'm able to pay for the entire thing anyway-"

the intertwining of your hands made you pause, the intensity of the stare he gave you caught you off guard, was it something you said?

"my darling," he raised your intertwined hand to his lips, pressing a loving kiss on your knuckles, "as my wife, you shouldn't feel obligated to pay the bill at all. i'll take care of these things love, dont worry."

your jaw dropped open, a silent gasp escaping as you felt a pound in your chest. a melting sort of warmth crept up your neck, threatening to make it up your face in record time.

shoto blinked at your reaction immediately backtracking in case he offended you, "i mean, if paying the bill means that much to you, then i'd never force you. i just wanted to make my point clear."

no words came out of your mouth. it felt like shoto's gentle squeeze on your hand was the only thing keeping you sane.

"what did you call me?" was the first thing that spilled from your lips.

your lover thought over his words for a second, "love?"

you gripped his hand tighter, "no before that." it was almost funny how desperate you were to hear him say it again.

he thought even harder, nearly drawing a blank, until the realization flashed across his face and suddenly he was averting his eyes from you again.

seeing the red hue on his cheeks was enough to make you melt, "shoto? what did you call me?"

he bit his lip and forced himself to make eye contact, nearly stuttering as he answered you with the most bashful tone you've ever heard from him, "i.. i may have called you.. my wife.."

your bright smile and the gentle caress of your thumb on his hand seemed to relax his tense shoulders, "y'know, i like it when you call me that." your voice was barely above a whisper, luckily your lover was already straining to hear your response.

he sputtered at your answer, "you do?"

you simply hummed in affirmation while going back to eating your dessert, hoping your calmness could hide how wild your internal thoughts were.

shoto stayed still for a while, happy to just stare at you while his left pocket suddenly felt impossibly heavy. shoto gently grazed his pocket with the hand that wasnt holding yours, already feeling the tiny box inside that held a platinum ring that he just couldn't wait to see placed on your left ring finger.

"that's.. that's good to hear.." he whispered.

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deathmetalmarshmallow · 4 months

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posting art I’ve been to scared to post before the year ends! part 5

can I pet that dog

#bnha art #todoroki fanart #mha fanart #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #dabi fanart #dabi #todoroki shouto #todoroki brothers #mha shouto #touya todoroki #league of villains #nomu #mha season 6 #mha art #soft rock art #bnha comic

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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♡︎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.

◃ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 ▹

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koishiro · 5 days

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Dating shouto todoroki <3

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wakeuplouie · 11 months

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shouto speedrunning orphanage like

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shiggybrainr0t · 2 months

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shouto wakes up trapped underneath a collapsed building, only to find himself also trapped in your embrace.

warnings: both Shouto and reader are hurt pretty badly </3, blood, immediate threat of death lol?, description of a broken leg, mention of vomiting but it doesn’t happen and isn’t explicitly stated, this is cheesy and unedited

border by @cafekitsune :)

dedicated to andie if they happen to see it because I thought of them while writing my very first Shouto fic 💘

Whenever Shouto awakes, it’s to a pounding headache, intense pain throbbing along the right side of his body, flickering lights, and something soft holding him tightly.

Groggily, he opens his eyes, wincing as the flickering light blinds him for a second. There’s a steady drip drip drip of water falling onto concrete though it’s too dark to make out much of his surroundings as the light flickers off again. The last thing he remembers is coming to an office building, where a villain with an unknown quirk was holding people hostage. A teary sounding gasp makes him look upwards weakly, only now noticing he is laying down.

He sees your face for the first time then. Eyes puffy and red from crying, with a trail of blood dripping from your hairline and down your nose, past your lips to where it becomes smeared as you wipe it away hurriedly.

“You’re awake!”

Your voice is soft, and slightly trembling as you gaze at him with wide, wavering eyes. They’re very pretty, he thinks dazedly. Framed by wet lashes, he also thinks he could look into them forever. Shouto moves to shift only to have his vision flash as pain erupts like molten lava traveling down his side.

“D-don’t try to move! A beam fell on you before you passed out. You were barely able to get out from under it.”

Feeling woozy, Shouto has to close his eyes for a moment to keep the pain from escaping through his mouth. There’s a sickening crack, and he realizes he’s cradled in your arms whenever you whimper and pull him closer, so that his head is resting against your chest and you’re basically hovering over him. He hears rubble begin to hit to ground, and sees you flinch as some small bits of gravel bounce off your head and fall beside him. Your eyes are clenched shut, and a fresh line of blood runs down your face and drips onto his own. No rubble ever hits him.

He’s confused. Why is a civilian, a hurt one at that, putting their life at risk for a pro hero? He’s supposed to be protecting you, yet here you are shielding him with your soft body. He must make a noise, because suddenly you’re looking down at him again, eyes wide with concern, bravely holding back tears now that he is awake.

Softly, you move one of the hands you had cradling his head to wipe at the blood that has dripped onto his cheek. Apologizing quietly, you begin talking again, the almost whispers coming out of your mouth seemingly echoing through the space.

“Your walkie talkie still worked thankfully, for a little while. Deku is here, and so is Red Riot and Uravity. They should have us out of here in no time, so don’t worry ok! Dynamight is also here, but that’s more worrying than anything honestly.”

Shouto can’t help but laugh at your candor, wincing as it makes the pain throbbing through his body flash intensely. You pull him even closer in your lap, now petting his bangs soothingly. Your fingers are soft on his sweaty skin, and he almost purrs whenever you begin to trace the lines of his face in a mesmerizing manner. He doesn’t remember the last time he was comforted like this when he was hurt. Usually it’s himself alone in his untouched apartment, picking up the pieces and taping them back together. He can never quite get them to fit right.

“Are you hurt badly?” His gravely voice seems to surprise you, and quickly you shake your head. He sees you regret it instantly, as you wince harshly afterwards.

“Just my head, and my leg. But not nearly as bad as you are.”

Another crack shoots through the space, and you look up worryingly at the unsteady beams ominously hanging about you. Shouto can see them looming when the light flickers on again. He can also see you. You look a little rough, he’s not going to lie. But at this moment, he doesn’t think he’s seen anyone more beautiful. His own personal angel, sent to comfort him and protect him when he’s been hurt so badly he can’t move.

You make quiet conversation after that, trying to ignore the drips and the cracks. He learns that you’re an ordinary boring office worker, your words not his, but you like your job and your coworkers so it’s not that bad. You learn that Deku has been his best friend since their first year at U.A., and that friendship is still just as strong. He learns that you don’t particularly care for cold soba whenever he brings it up, which makes him look at you in mock horror. It’s funny, seeing the normally stoic hero make such an exaggerated face that you can’t help but giggle.

The conversation dies down after a sickening pop! is heard and suddenly sunlight blinds you both. Looking up, you see shocking red hair and sharp teeth grinning at you and feel relief course through your body. Shouto feels your body relax against his, though you don’t let go. Red Riot reaches for you, but you shake your head again.

“Take Shouto, take Shouto.”

As he is lifted from your arms and into his friends, he sees you smile at him tearfully and give him a little wave. He can see you fully now, and can also see how your leg is bent at such an unnatural angle it had to be agonizing for you, but he never once heard you complain. The last thing he sees before you’re out of sight is Bakugo lifting you into his arms, with a surprising gentleness, saying something that has you nodding before you rest your head on his bare shoulder, relieved tears flooding from your eyes.

A couple days later, as Shouto is scrolling aimlessly through his phone in his hospital bed, he sees a headline that makes him stop.

PRO HERO SHOUTO KEEPS CIVILIAN SAFE WHILE TRAPPED UNDER COLLAPSED BUILDING!

Thinking of your eyes, which so bravely stared into his own, he can’t help but disagree with the article. It was you who kept him safe.

#mat’s writing #shouto #my hero academia #shouto todoroki #shouto x reader #bnha shouto #mha shouto #shouto x you #shouto x y/n #my hero academia headcanons #my hero acedamia #my hero academia fanfiction #mha fanfiction #mha x reader #mha angst #my hero imagines #my hero academy fanfiction #my hero x reader #shouto angst

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aashi-heartfilia · 28 days

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So you're telling me that the villain trio has the most BADASS solo volume covers in existence, while one member of the saviour squad doesn't even have one?

That's fu*king INSANE!!!

On a side note, Deku and Shouto also look like crap. It's about damn time they both get an upgrade. They went through a lot in the final arc.

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Bnha boys with their S / o who likes to post about their dates with them

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Warnings : none

Genre : fluff

Serie : 𝐁𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐍𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚

Pairings : Izuku × Y / n, Katsuki × Y / n, Shouto × Y / n

Y / n's : . . . GN!

Words count : 256

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Uhmm, weirded out at first.

Why do you want him to look at your camer-*snap* oh.

Well he'd be nervous when you go on your first date at a mall and started taking pictures.

Nevertheless, when he gets acostumed to this tradition of yours you'll catch him smiling more relaxed to the camera or even posing in funny ways. 😌

It doesn't matter what his fans say ( they're already exploding from cuteness of you two being a couple ) he knows the only word that matters it's yours.

Definitely hates having no privacy.

Does make sure you know it so it won't become really normal through your relation.

As the great, recognized and handsome hero he is known as, you publishing about a cute picnic date you're having isn't " fitable " to his images as he says. 😑

However I guess he does like it because you're somehow bragging about him and only him, that you got to spend time with him and everything so he would only allow you to take no more than one photo before confiscating your phone for the rest of the date...

It's a conflict, but not really because he doesn't want.

Somedays he's not photogenic, so it'll be a struggle to get a good photo, and then there are these days you get a godly image of him to presume in your social media.

It varies but you still have to figure out why or how. 🫠

He doesn't care about anyone's opinions except for the ones he loves, so yes, you can publish those.

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velvetxkissesx · 1 year

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everything

shouto todoroki x fem.reader

shouto todoroki has been your best friend since your first year at UA, you’ve watched him blossom and grow as a person not under his family’s shadow. so why is it that neither of you can just admit your feelings for the other?

season six spoilers. manga spoilers. not everything will be accurate to either as this is a fic thank you <3

warnings: angst. mentions of death. violence. shouto being a dunce when it comes to love. frustratingly stupid idiots who are in fact in love with one another. drinking. anxiety attacks. vomit. ptsd flashbacks. everyone is in fact traumatized. brief mentions of sex, no actual smut though. a wee bit of drinking and driving, but don’t do that. it’s awful and bad.

Those first few years after the war really affected and shaped everybody.

You remembered that first night, after the fighting was over and the sense of peace had returned. Every civilian was celebrating, and maybe you guys should have been too. After all you were just kids, you should all be happy that you kicked ass. None of you could do it though, instead, you all sat in the common room together. Everyone either bandaged, burned, or even just emotionally scarred. Aizawa sat in the room with you, and tried his best to find the right words to say.. He couldn’t though, he knew that everything you all just witnessed was something that couldn’t be washed away with a simple ‘you were heroes’ speech. Shouto was next to you on the floor, your shoulders touching. Neither of you had said anything, not since you first spotted him when the fighting was over.

“Where is Shouto?!” You were yelling at anyone you saw, any classmate. Kaminari was trying to hold you down, you were pretty banged up and the medics were certain you had a broken ankle.

None of that mattered to you though, because you didn’t know where he was. You saw Bakugo, and that was all you needed for your panic to start. The last you heard, Shouto was fighting Dabi, he was fighting his brother. You kept shoving past people, your ankle throbbing. Kaminari was calling after you, trying his best to get you to stop, to slow down. He even threatened to shock you a few times. They were empty threats of course, and he knew it was no use. Sero eventually joined Kaminari and kept threatening to tape you up. It wasn’t until there was ice bursting one of the medic tents open that they both realized they needed to just let you go.

Todoroki came out of the tent, at least three medics trying to stop him and pull him back saying that he was suffering from extreme exhaustion and that any intense activity could make him unstable. He just kept saying he needed to find her, throwing them off of him. Finally, after following the ice, you spotted him and he spotted you. Both of you stood still for a second, looking each other over to asses the damage done to the other. The voices and sounds around you muffled out as you stared up at the taller teen. His two-toned hair was disheveled, and an honest mess for once. There was something else though that was different, Shouto Todoroki’s eyes were filling with tears.

Without a care in the world about the fact your ankle was now sending searing pain up your entire leg, you took off in a hobbled run towards him. He did the same towards you, except he was much quicker and his strides were longer. When you two finally met in the middle you were being lifted off the ground as you sobbed into neck. Todoroki lost his balance but caught himself as he finally just sat on the ground with you wrapped around him. Anyone who knew Todoroki knew that this much affection, this much touching, went outside of any comfort zone he had. He didn’t care though, because he was holding you.

From the moment the fighting ended, the moment he saw how many heroes had fallen, all he could think about was getting to you. He was trying to find you when the medics finally caught him and tried to force him to relax. He was trying to be calm and rational, after all he knew his body and it was spent. Still though there was something that was keeping him going as he saw classmates being carried in on stretchers.. He needed to make sure that you were okay. So as you sat on the ground with him, and pried you away to look you over. He was gentle as he tried to assess the damage that had happened to you. Finally you winced when he touched your leg and his eyebrows furrowed. He stared at you intensely, like he was trying to read your mind as to what was wrong.

“I think my ankle is broken.” You whispered, finally noticing how close your face was to your best friend/long time crush’s face. He let out a distressed ‘tch’ sound before he looked up at the medics that were still standing around you both, he instructed them to take care of you first. They took you both back to a tent (one that wasn’t filled with ice) and started to treat you. Todoroki refused to leave your side after that moment.

After Aizawa finally did it in himself to give a speech about how he was damn proud that you were his students, nothing about how well you all fought, or what to do next. Just that he was proud of you all, you all knew it was his way of telling you he loved you guys. After awhile of sitting there, you all decided that you were going to just camp out. Sato offered to bake for everybody, Kaminari and Jirou suggested they played music for everyone, Momo even conjured up a projector screen to all watch movies on. Everyone went to their dorms, to collect any and every pillow or blanket you all owned. Todoroki followed you to your dorm, because you owned more blankets than anybody there really.

“I can carry more,” You suggested as you put another blanket in Shouto’s outstretched arms. There was a crash from down the hall, someone dropping something, and you lurched forward ready to fight all over again. Shouto dropped the blankets, and grabbed your now shaking hands, “I.. I..”

“I know,” He held your hands and stared down at them. The difference in temperature in both of his hands soothing you and bringing you back down to Earth, “Seems a little morbid to go and have a movie night as if we didn’t just fight a brutal war, huh?”

“G-glad you finally understand what doesn’t seem normal socially,” You teased, a small chuckle leaving his lips before he met your eyes again, “I was so scared that I was going to lose yo.. Lose anybody, the entire time I was fighting,”

He noticed that you almost said “you”, but he thought of it has just a misuse of words due to your current stress. That was when he finally realized that he was fighting for you. Especially when Dabi mentioned that Shouto had a weak spot, that weak spot was you. Dabi caught sight of it after his big reveal, when you were standing down below with Midoriya and staring in shock. When you rushed to his aid after Dabi originally tried to kill him. You were Shouto Todoroki’s weak point, because he.. He felt different for than he did for anyone else. He just didn’t know how to articulate that into words. He wanted to so badly, but he didn’t know what it was he wanted to say.

“Hey dudes, whoah, whoops, sorry,” Kirishima was at your door, and noticed Todoroki holding your hands. You both instantly pulled away from one another and looked at him, “We were wondering if you could bring down your beanbag chairs too?”

“Oh, yeah of course,” You smiled at him, “Mind helping us?

Kirishima helped you both collect the beanbag chairs, and the blankets. Both you and Shouto still awkward over the entire moment. Everyone in class found their spots on the floor, and again you were right next to Todoroki. You all watched kids movies that night, not wanting to watch the usual action movies that the boys would typically pick on these nights before. Aizawa and Eri had joined you all though, so Eri wasn’t complaining at all as she took turns sitting with everyone and hugging them all. Eventually, you all stopped fighting it and let yourselves find sleep. For two weeks, that’s how you would all sleep, together on the floor like that. That way if someone had a nightmare, there was always someone there to help them.

five years later.

Even after everything that happened with All for One, there were still villains that existed in the world. So most of you continued on to continue to becoming Pro-Heroes. There were a few that chose different routes, like you. You were still a hero, you were still a pro, but you were also one of many young advocates to reshape the Hero Commission and hero society. Hawks was the new leader of it, begrudgingly so, but you worked close underneath of him. Slowly but surely rebuilding the civilian trust in heroes. Midoriya was also at the forefront of this, demanding that things needed to be better. That some villains deserved that same outreaching hand. Seemingly enough, it was working. When a villain was caught, they were given the option of jail or a reform program and a mentor. Most chose the reform options. With the help of Shinsou, you both worked towards making sure that stigmatization of what “good” and “bad” quirks were, was brought down. Starting with UA, where you both made sure that the students were given the option of which courses they took.

Shouto had started working for his dad, which shocked plenty of you. His siblings especially. Endeavor was working towards retirement though, so soon enough the agency would be Shouto’s own. Rei Todoroki had been released from the hospital, and Shouto had helped her get a nice apartment set up. Shouto and his siblings would often go and have dinner with her at least three times a week, and eventually you started to go to at least once a week. Rei loved getting to meet the friends that helped her son see not all people were bad. Plus she also just thought you were the perfect match for her baby, but she wouldn’t say it out loud to either of you.. Mostly just to Fuyumi or Natsuo while she watched Shouto watch you.

This weeks dinner you were attending, was before you and Shouto were supposed to attend Mina’s birthday party. You both just brought clothes to get ready at Rei’s apartment after dinner, seeing as neither one of you usually dressed in party clothing to go to family dinner. It was particularly hot that week, and Mina’s birthday was at an outdoor venue, so you opted in for a baby pink sundress. As you were finishing up getting ready, Rei knocked on her bedroom door and stepped inside.

“Oh don’t you look gorgeous,” She smiled softly, you noticed that she was very soft spoken still, and that when Shouto used that voice you could see their resemblance even more, “Shouto is wearing a pink dress shirt, are you two meant to be matching?”

“Hm? Oh no, our friend is well.. She’s pink,” You laughed a little trying to find the way to describe it, “So every year she demands that we wear pink to match her,”

“Oh, I thought maybe you two finally breached that whole just friends gap,” Rei’s words instantly made a blush creep onto your face as you stumbled trying to find a way to deny it, “Honey, just because I was trapped in a loveless marriage, doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to tell when two people are in love,”

“No, no, Shouto just sees me as a friend, that’s all we’ve ever been really,” You smiled sadly, you had thought maybe after the war that things were changing between you two, and they did, but not in that way. Instead it seemed you had been buried even further into the friendzone.

“I’ve never seen someone look at somebody the way my son looks at you, and truthfully believed that they were merely friends,” Rei was folding up your discarded clothes for you, “Shouto, he struggles with emotions, we’ve talked about it and it’s something he still works on, if I had to guess he doesn’t know how to read you, so perhaps you should just lay it all out on the table for him?”

You blinked a few times, trying to process getting dating advice from the mother of the guy you were in love with, “I.. I have considered it, but I’m scared that it would, well that it would ruin everything,”

“I still think that you should try.” Rei held out your repacked bag for you, and walked with you back out to join the others. Fuyumi squealed when she saw you, and started gushing about how pretty you looked. You didn’t even notice Natsuo nudging his baby brother, who’s eyes were trained on you. The two of you said your goodbyes and you both walked down to Shouto’s car. At first the ride was silent, just the occasional small talk about dinner.

“My family really likes when you come around, you’re usually the reprieve before we have dinner with our father,” Shouto’s eyes were on the road still, and you glanced towards him.

“How are things? Between Endeavor and Rei?” You approached the topic gently, knowing it was still a sensitive subject for them all.

“They’re, amicable, he tries his best to make up for what he did to her but it’s..” He trailed off for a second, his hands clenching the steering wheel tighter, “It’s not an easy to forget situation so it’s hard, for everyone,”

“And.. Touya? How is he doing?” You two really never spoke about his brother. You knew that Eri had been able to reverse his own damage he had done to himself.. Physically at least. Mentally he was in the same kind of facility that Rei was in. She went to visit him often, and as of lately he invited Natsuo from what you understood. Touya was trying his best to put Dabi to rest, to set him aside and get better, but it was a hard thing to do. Any mention of Endeavor would send him into a spiral, and to him Shouto was still just an extension of their father.

“Better, he.. He asked if Fuyumi could come with them next week, and told our mom he was ready to see um pictures of me,” Shouto’s voice was strained as he forced himself to talk about it. You reached over and gently put a hand on his shoulder.

“We don’t have to talk about this now,” Your voice was gentle, and you watched his shoulders relax a little at your touch, “We do need to talk about how every magazine is going to have a picture of you in this shirt plastered on it though,”

Shouto cracked a small smile and glanced over at you, “They would be stupid to do so as if you don’t like you do in that dress,”

Your cheeks were red again and you smiled at him, “Was that a compliment?”

“Of course it was,” Shouto sounded offended that you even had to question it, finally the blunt side came out, “You look beautiful.”

Thanks to the flow of the overhead streetlights, you were almost certain you saw him blush too. When you arrived at the venue for Mina’s party, the paparazzi were already lined up outside near the valet. It wasn’t uncommon for there to be this much press at events that your class was at, after all you had all been semi-famous since you were fifteen. Shouto passed the keys off to the valet person and rushed to your door to help you out. You both started making your way inside as you were being bombarded with questions, the typical ones for the gossip columns. Once you were inside you were both led out to the deck where your friends were.

“Ah! You’re here!” Mina rushed forward and hugged you first, both of you squealing as you squeezed each other in a tight hug. Kyouka and Ochaco were not far behind to hug you when Mina finally split away to give Shouto a hug. Sero whisked Shouto away, and you were left with the girls to talk and catch up on a few things. Mostly them bombarding you about whether or not you and Shouto were finally anything to talk about.

“I don’t understand, you two have an apartment together, and there’s been no steamy make out session or anything?” Ochaco asked as she handed you the drink you had ordered from the bartender, “Have you considered maybe you need to make the first move?”

“I’ve tried dropping hints for years you guys,” You sighed, “Maybe he really just doesn’t feel the same,”

“Well I know someone who does,” Jirou shrugged and the three of you glanced at her, “Denki was telling me just the other night that Shinsou had a thing for you,”

“Hitoshi?” You tilted your head, “No, no we just work together,”

“According to my idiot, Shinsou is definitely into you, just doesn’t act it cause well you know everyone’s always assumed you were off limits,” Jirou explained, and you felt unbelievably nervous about it. Shinsou was attractive, there was some mild flirting when you worked together, but you had never seen it like that.

“Maybe you should take a little more interest in Shinsou then, I mean he is here tonight?” Mina suggested, “Oh you could totally see if Todoroki got jealous!”

“Mina, I don’t think it’s fair to either of them if she uses Shinsou to get Todoroki’s attention,” Ochaco pointed out and you nodded in agreement.

“Maybe I just need to man up and just talk to Shouto finally,” You stared over at him talking to Midoriya and some of the other boys, “I’m definitely going to need a few more drinks before I do.”

Mina had no hesitation in ordering shots for everybody in attendance, and soon enough all of the guests there were feeling a little more comfortable. The dance floor in the middle of the room was filling up with more people, you were with the girls and dancing, and probably drinking more than you should have. It wasn’t until you spotted Shouto at the bar that you finally broke away. You walked up and stood beside him as he waited for his drink, and unashamedly stared up at him taking in his features. It was incredibly annoying how as he got older, he just became that much more beautiful. He finally glanced down at you with a smile, and told the bartender to make you a drink too. Your heart fluttered a little that he knew what you would like.

“Are you having fun?” Shouto turned so his back was leaning against the bar, and he used his elbows for support. You had to stop yourself from staring at his arms, then his chest, and finally you went back to the eye contact he was still trying to hold.

“Yeah, it’s nice seeing all of us in one spot again,” You grabbed your drink that the bartender dropped off, “What about you?”

“I agree,” Shouto took a drink, “There’s a private lake that we can walk out to, do you want to come with me? Need a break,”

“Yeah, yeah of course,” You nodded and grabbed your drink. You tried your hardest to ignore the winks of your best friends as you walk down the steps with Shouto.

There were lanterns lighting the path out to the lake, and the slight breeze made the warm summer air cool down a lot more. Maybe it was the fact you were walking on Shouto’s ride side though. A pit of anxiety was in your stomach at how romantic the entire scene seemed to be, because what would be a better moment to confess to your best friend that you loved him? You both walked out on the dock, and sat down off the edge. Both of you took your shoes off and let your feet skim above the water. Shouto took a deep breath and looked up at the stars, you stared at him for a second before chugging the rest of your drink.

“The sky is always so much clearer outside of the city,” Shouto mumbled as he stared up at the stars, “They’re even clearer out here than they were at-”

“I think I’m in love with you,” You blurted out, and a heavy tension settled between you both. Shouto’s head stayed tilted towards the stars for a moment, like he was frozen in place, “Well, no, not I think, more like I am, I have been, for a really long time now, and I think that maybe you know this could well, it could be mutual?”

His head dropped down and he looked out at the water this time, still not looking at you. Shouto wasn’t saying anything, and for the first time that was really starting to freak you out. He was usually stoic, and hard to read for other people. Never for you though, you could read him like a book that you knew every word of. You kept your eyes on him, trying your hardest to just keep your cool.

“I get that you know that wasn’t the most calm way to go about that, especially blurting it out here and now, but Sho I want to be with you,” You reached your hand out to touch his arm, and for the first time in five years, he flinched away from you. Panic started to settle in as you started to conclude that he didn’t feel the same. He didn’t want you in that way.

“Oh, oh my gosh,” You stood up and grabbed your shoes, running your hand through your hair. Shouto finally seemed to snap out of it, and he stood up to look at you. The only hint of emotion was the confusion in his eyes, “Fuck that was so stupid of me, I know that it was, I shouldn’t have even said that, I mean I’ve been drinking, and you have been drinking and that was all just a mistake,”

“Are you leaving?” Shouto finally spoke, as he watched you put your sandals back on.

“Yeah, before I say anything else that’s stupid that I will regret tomorrow,”

“You regret saying it?” Shouto’s voice was monotone as he looked down at you. You tried to find any sign that you should say no, but from the looks of it he didn’t want that. He didn’t want you. It was as if you were sinking into a hole, a hole that meant no more Shouto. You needed to claw your way out of it.

“Yes,” You answered, hoping that was your ladder. Your ladder to get out of that hole, “Yes I do, I should get back, um, I’m sorry for all of that.”

You were practically running up the path before he could say another word. When you got closer to the deck, you made your way back to the bar and ordered a few more shots. After your third one the pain in your chest was dull, and you were starting to feel a little better. Shouto had made his way back on the deck, and seemed to be looking around. You wanted to duck and hide, but instead you found coverage elsewhere. In Shinsou.

“Hey,” You smiled at him after you rushed over to the table he was standing at with a few other people, “So, a certain purple birdy told me that you’ve been talking to a yellow bird about me?”

Shinsou choked on his drink a little, coughing before looked down at you, “Perhaps, I’ve been talking to some annoying yellow birds,”

“You should know that the yellow bird can not keep secrets to save his life,” Shinsou laughed before he leaned in a little more towards you.

“Maybe I didn’t want him to keep the secret?” He whispered, and you flushed a little red. Your head was somewhat spinning, maybe from the drinks, but you were going to convince yourself that it was because of Shinsou.

You were too far drunk to feel the immense guilt at using him for a distraction from Shouto. You were also too far drunk to notice Shouto standing back and watching as the two of you flirted. Sometime after Mina’s cake, you and Shinsou made a quiet and swift exit to his car. Then you made it to his apartment, where you briefly remembered drinking more with him when you got there. Those were all in fragments though, patches that needed to be filled.

When you woke up in his bed the next morning though, hungover and guilt ridden, you rushed to the bathroom to throw up. Shinsou came into his bathroom and grimaced at the sight of you, but tied your hair back for you anyways. You were coughing above the toilet, too scared to make eye contact with him.

“Oh fuck, did we..?” You mumbled, your head now pounding.

“No,” Shinsou reassured you, “You were way too drunk, and eventually started crying because you um.. Well you told me everything about Todoroki,”

You groaned and felt like you needed to throw up again, “Shit, I’m so so sorry Hitoshi, I wouldn’t blame you if you were pissed at me right now,”

“Pissed at you for what?” Shinsou sat down on the floor next to the toilet, “When I told Kaminari about my attraction to you, we both agreed and knew who you had your eyes on, everyone’s known it for a really long time,”

You teared up and took the mouth wash he had out for you, and swished it around before spitting it in the toilet. You flushed down all of it and leaned back against the bathtub with Shinsou, “I can’t believe I screwed that all up,”

“Maybe it’s still salvageable, so why don’t we get you some breakfast and I can drive you home?” Shinsou suggested, “You have to face him sooner than later, so why not get it over with?”

“You promise you don’t hate me?” You muttered, and Shinsou wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you against his side.

“I promise, now c’mon, let’s go before you throw up in my bathroom again.”

After breakfast, Shinsou dropped you off at your apartment building. You found yourself hoping that the elevator would get stuck, or maybe even crash. Luck wasn’t on your side though, so instead you just made your way down the hall. You stood outside of your door for a second before finally realizing you had left your phone and keys in Shouto’s car the night before. After muttering a string of cuss words, you finally knocked on the door a few times. Trying to prepare yourself from the look on his face at your current state of holding your dress from last night in one hand, while wearing Shinsou’s shirt and basketball shorts. You tried to prepare yourself for any possible outcome.

What you weren’t expecting though was some perky girl to open the door, wearing one of Shotou’s shirts.

“Oh? I’m sorry, can I help you?” She smiled, “Shouto’s not here right now, he left for patrol,”

You were too far into shock to even say anything. Instead you pushed past her and she followed after you claiming that you shouldn’t do that. You pointed to a picture of yourself, and the girls on the wall. The girl looked at it and then back out you before gasping.

“Oh! I know you! You’re Shouto’s best friend, I’ve read all about you on the news pages,” Her voice was so sickly sweet, “I didn’t realize you two lived together, he didn’t mention that he had a girlfriend last night,”

Your stomach churned at the thought of them together. Finally you looked around the apartment and noticed her dress tossed on the couch.

Before you knew it, the girl was now wearing Shouto’s shirt and your breakfast. She started screaming, and you rubbed your temples as you walked away to grab the cleaning the supplies from the bathroom closet. When you came out, Shouto’s now puke covered shirt was laying on the ground and the girl’s dress was gone. You started to scrub the spot on the floor where your vomit had landed, and then picked up the shirt and threw it in the washer.

After you were done cleaning up your mess, you were like a zombie as you went around and scrubbed any surface that she might’ve touched. That he might’ve touched her on. You stared at the couch, and contemplated making Kirishima come and remove it from the apartment for you. The longer you stared at the couch though, the harder it was to not let your emotions get the better of you. Not even thinking, you went into Shouto’s bedroom to use his bathroom. His shower was better than yours, so the two of you usually just shared it. On his usually made, unmade bed, was a note with a pink lipstick smooch at the bottom.

‘Thanks for last night, call me when you’re home xx’

You ran out of the room as fast as you could and made it to your own bathroom before you threw up for the final time that morning. You pulled yourself up off the ground just enough to turn on your shower. You stripped yourself of your clothes and climbed in, sitting on the floor of it as the tears finally started to slip out. A million thoughts and ideas started going through your head. Your head racing as your chest started to feel as though it was shrinking in on you. You were sobbing but you were convinced that you couldn’t breathe. All at once you felt like your entire world was falling apart, like you were broken into a million little pieces.

It wasn’t unfamiliar feeling, but there was always one person there who could at least put your pieces back together. Shouto could fit all of those pieces back together. Not in a “he fixes everything” way, no instead it was more like he would sit with you and help organize the pieces as you put yourself back together. Trying to convince yourself that you were still capable of doing it without him you pulled yourself up in the shower. You forced yourself to wash your hair, and your body. Sobs still slipped out every so often, but you were trying your best to force them back down.

Once you were finished in the shower you cursed the fact that you two didn’t really leave towels in your bathroom. So instead you just left a trail of water as you walked back into your room. Once you were dressed, you didn’t even bother to brush through your hair as you plopped down on your bed. You pulled the blankets right around you, and let yourself cry more until you finally could fall asleep.

Shouto was a mess. He had been a mess since last night, when you disappeared from the party. He saw Shinsou talking to Kaminari, so he could only assume that you didn’t leave with him. He asked everyone if they had saw you, but they all said no. After saying a quick goodbye to Mina, he went back for his car. His first destination of searching was the apartment, but when he opened the door he could tell that you weren’t there. Your shoes weren’t lazily kicked off by the door for him to fix and put back the right way. A string of cuss words left his mouth, and he started his search of the bars he knew you enjoyed going to.

There was no sign of you there either, just an incredibly too drunk girl that was clinging to him begging him to help her. So he did, he helped her and gave her a place to stay for the night where she could be safe. As soon as they were inside though, the girl stripped out of her dress and tried to pull him on the couch with her. After rejecting her more than he should’ve had to, she finally got the hint and started to cry. He offered for her to sleep in his bed, and gave her his shirt to sleep with so her bare chest would be covered. Even though he didn’t actually sleep, Shouto sat in your room with the door locked to keep away anymore potential unwanted advances.

That morning, he went into his room to gather his patrol clothes. He usually took Sundays off for himself, and because it was the one day you had off. He was going to patrol for you though, to try and see if he could find you anywhere because he was going out of his mind. The girl was still there, tangled up in his bed in nothing more than his shirt and her underwear. He awkwardly explained to her that he was leaving, but he would let her wake up more and she could see herself out.

He went to his agency, and then got ready to start his search for you. He even demanded some of the sidekicks helped him. Shouto was cursing himself for freezing up last night when you told him that you loved him. His entire plan for going out to the lake was to finally confess that he loved you. You beat him to it though, and you were so hasty in telling him you didn’t mean it that he didn’t know what to do. The two of you had both been drinking, so maybe it wasn’t the right moment for either of you to say anything. Before he could even ask you if you could talk about it the next day, just enjoy the party together, and maybe talk about it over breakfast.. You were saying it was a mistake, and you didn’t mean it. Then you were rushing off and avoiding any kind of contact with him.

After searching everywhere he could, he was finally starting to lose his cool. Shouto had seen you have your attacks, and you were the only person who was able to help him identify when he was having one himself. He didn’t even notice one coming on, until Midoriya was kneeling in front of him. He was trying to talk to him, and understand what was happening.

“She’s gone, she’s gone and I can’t find her, why can’t I find her? I s-should’ve stopped her.. I..” Shouto Todoroki knew you were his weak spot, you had been his weak spot since the moment you opened up to him. You were also his rock though, the only other person beside Midoriya who was completely and totally patient with his lack of knowledge when it came to relationships and people. Now he didn’t know where you were, and his brain could only assume the worst outcome or scenario.

“Shouto, I’m going to get you home okay?” Midoriya’s words cut through the clouds in his brain, “You and I will wait there for her, and I will get in touch with everybody else to see if they can find her.”

Shouto let his friend pull him up off the pavement, but was silent the entire way back to his agency. He was quick to change and grab his things, trying to avoid anybody else seeing him in the state he was in. Midoriya drove him home, and tried his best to get Shouto to calm down. In his head though, the worst possible outcomes were happening. Finally, Shinsou answered Midoriya’s calls.

Midoriya explained everything, and Shinsou sighed before saying, “She’s home, I dropped her off there myself.”

Shouto practically leaped out of the passenger seat at the last red light before your shared apartment. He was running as fast as he could, too impatient for the elevator he opted for sprinting up the stairs instead. His hands were shaking as he unlocked the apartment door, and he stepped inside to the smell of bleach overwhelming him… And your shoes and your dress from last dropped by the front door. Shouto fixed your shoes, and picked up your dress as he made his way down the hall to your room.

Shouto felt the entire world lift off his shoulders when he saw you curled up in your bed. Your soft snores filled his ears and he dropped your dress in your laundry basket before went and sat on your bed. Your hair was damp and in tangles. Your pillow was soaked. He wanted to wake you up and scold you, and tell you that you were going to catch a cold sleeping like that. Instead though, he opted for gently letting his fingers touch your face.

You shifted a little at the sudden cold touch on your face, and your eyes peeled open a bit to see Shouto sitting next you. For a minute, you didn’t remember anything that happened. All you saw was the man you loved, looking at you like you were the only thing that mattered in the world. Then the memories sunk in, of the previous night, and seeing that girl just hours prior. Your throat tightened up, and you shifted a little.

“You scared me,” Shouto sounded like he was scolding you, “When I couldn’t find you last night I thought something had happened to you,”

“I’m surprised you had time to worry,” Your words were so quiet, but they shocked him nonetheless.

“What do you mean?” Shouto’s eyebrows creased in the middle, “Did you stay with Shinsou? He said he dropped you off at home,”

“I did,” Your words were dry, and when you sat up Shouto finally noticed that you had been crying. Your eyes were red, and your lips looked like you had been nervously peeling the skin off of them. His heart sank a little, something had upset you and he wasn’t there to help.

“What happened?” Shouto whispered, and his hand reached out to grab yours. For the first time ever though, you pulled it away from him. Out of his grasp.

“Did you have fun after I left?” You hated that you sounded like a jealous lover. You were definitely jealous, but you weren’t a lover.

“No?” Shouto tilted his head, “No, I didn’t even notice you had left,”

“Yeah, I mean from the looks of this morning, your hands must’ve been pretty full,” You sounded angry, and Shouto was confused as to why.

Why were you upset with him for looking for you? Did you two have something planned?

“Well, I know I don’t usually work Sundays but I made an exception for today because-”

“Because you needed a way out of your one night stand? She left you a note by the way, with her number on it, maybe you should go bother her,” You snapped, and Shouto sat back a little. He was trying to read the situation, trying to read you. All he could pick out though, was that he was bothering you? Bothering you because he cares

“I didn’t realize that looking for you all night and all morning was bothering you?” He scoffed, “I mean you just disappeared last night, and I couldn’t find you anywhere so I,”

“Took home another girl instead? Since you would have the apartment to yourself?” You didn’t even let him finish the sentence, which just frustrated him even more.

“What? No,” Shouto stood up and looked at you, and you laughed. Actually laughed at him, before you stood up too.

“I mean hey it’s fine, she looked great, so I bet you had a good time,” You scoffed crossing your arms, “If you want to start doing that more often don’t let me stop you,”

“What are you even fucking talking about?!” Shouto finally snapped, the frustrating and confusion getting to him, “You think I had a good night?! I spent the entire night waiting for you to come back, then when you didn’t I spent my entire morning and afternoon trying my best to convince myself that you weren’t dead! Why are you mad about that?!”

You blinked a few times, “Because I came home to our fucking apartment after telling you I was in love with you, to find another girl walking around half naked!”

“Her being naked was a shock for me too! Imagine how I felt when I turned around and her dress was gone!”

“Judging by the state of your bed, and the note on it, you didn’t seem to mind it!” You were both confused, tired, and angry. Shouto was looking you over, like he was trying to assess you like you were some work problem. In usual fashion, you could see the pieces start to add up as his eyebrows unclenched. Shouto took a deep breath.

“I didn’t have sex with that girl, she was crying outside of the bar that I went to look for you at, and I offered to let her sleep in my bed,” Shouto explained the situation, and now it was your turn to feel stupid. You wanted to crawl back into your bed and hide from him like a scared little kid. You opted for just sitting down though, and he followed you in doing so.

There was a moment of silence as you tried to digest the embarrassment of how you just acted, “I don’t blame you, I supposed if I would have shown up at Shinsou’s and found you there I would’ve made the same conclusions about the two of you,”

“I stayed there, but nothing happened between the two of us,” You whispered, picking at your sheets slightly. There was another bit of silence before Shouto finally took a deep breath and turned himself completely towards you.

“I love you,” Your eyes snapped up to meet his, “I am in love with you, and have been since I was sixteen, I didn’t say anything about it because the person who started pushing me towards realizing it was Dabi, when he mentioned you being my weak spot,

I didn’t know what that meant at first, but I knew after he pointed that out I just wanted to be around you even more than I already was, I didn’t even realize what the feelings were that I was having towards you until Midoriya explained it to me, but then I was just too.. Too scared to even say anything about how I felt, because I had never felt that way before, so then instead I just kept you even closer to me, brought you around my family and watched the way you molded with them,

At dinner yesterday Natsuo finally convinced me that it was time for me to man up and tell you how I felt and I was going to at the lake, but you were talking so fast and I couldn’t even process what was happening until I couldn’t find you anymore and I started to get scared that I lost you,”

Shouto was looking right at you, not once breaking eye contact while he spoke every thought that was in his mind. You blinked a few times, and tried to force yourself to say something. Shouto fidgeted nervously.

“If you were telling the truth last night, and you didn’t mean what you said me then that’s okay and I won’t hold it against you, but if you did..”

You couldn’t find the words to say, so instead you sat up a little and glanced at his lips. He caught the subtle look, and as if it was second nature to him gathered what you were hinting at. What you wanted to do but you were simply too scared to. So instead, he placed a warm hand flat against your jaw and gently moved in closer. Both of you were hesitating, both of you watched the other for any kind of tell that maybe it shouldn’t happen. Shouto was surprisingly the first one to close the gap between you two, and pressed his lips softly against yours.

The kiss was gentle at first, his lips slotting against yours as if they were always meant to be there. His hand stayed on your jaw for a moment before finally sliding to the back of your tangled and damp hair, pulling you closer while always pulling himself closer to you. Both of your hands mimicked his, as you slid them to the base of his neck holding him in place. Shouto shivered a little, at the feeling of your nails gently scrapping the nape of his neck. His free hand snaked around your waist to pull you against him even more.

“Not close enough,” Shouto complained against your lips, and you let out that little laugh that loved more than anything. He went into kiss you again, but you tried to hold him back so you could tell him you felt the same way. So you could tell him you loved him too. He was a fighter though, and kept pressing his lips against yours.

“Sho,” You giggled again, and finally placed both of your hands on his face, “Let me talk,”

For the first time in knowing him, you saw Shouto Todoroki actually pout at the fact he wasn’t getting his way, “Hurry, need more of that..”

His words sent a shiver up your spine, and goosebumps formed on your arms, “I love you too, Shouto Todoroki, I always have, and I promise you I always will,”

His pouting lips tugged up into a small grin that made your heart melt, he pressed his forehead to yours before he whispered, “I have.. I have a lot to learn about this, about loving someone like this, so please.. Be patient with me?”

“I’ve been patient for five years waiting for you to even give a hint that I was more than a friend, I can be patient with you learning how to navigate me being your girlfriend,” Your thumb rubbed just below his scar, and his eyes opened up again to look at you, “I mean if you want me to be your girlfriend,”

“I want you to be my.. You are my everything,” Shouto breathed out, the words making you both feeling giddy inside, “Your minute is up though.”

Shouto pressed his lips against yours again, this time with a little more force. The two of you eventually were laying in your bed together, still letting the occasional lazy kiss turn into a make out session. Both of you just wrapped up in one another, as comfortable feeling settled between you both that you were together.. Finally.

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These Curses We Bear

Chapter 1 - If these Walls Could Talk

Pro-Hero!Shouto Todoroki x Psychic Medium Detective!Reader

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WARNING: dark themes, death, minor character death, descriptions of dead bodies(no excessive gore), paranormal activities, blood, violence, cursing, angst, angst WITH COMFORT(moreso in later chapters), mentions of trauma, mentions of illness, fem!reader, READER TALKS TO GHOSTS, ghost child in chapter 1, children in general, Reader being a dork, home break-in, slowish burn, pro hero au, aged up characters, strangers to friends to lovers, etc.

"Sorry, but I'm not an exorcist."

If you had one yen for every time you've said this exact phrase, you certainly wouldn't have found yourself with a weeping man begging on his knees in the middle of an ice cream shop.

But beggars can't be choosers.

"Please! So many people have gotten sick and we have no idea why! We've had the place inspected from top to bottom and they haven't found anything! We had to throw out all of our previous batches of ice cream! This is costing us so much and at this rate we will have to shut down! I didn't know what else to do!", the shop owner pleads, his hands clasped together with a tear-streaked face.

With a sigh, you pinched the bridge of your nose. It was already late by the time you received the call from the shop owner, Mr. Masuda. The conversation over the phone was frantic and garbled, enough so that you had rushed out of my apartment in your pajamas and gray peacoat. Rookie mistake. Seeing how you had nothing to lose, you may as well try.

"Fine. Alright. I'll try, but there's no promise that if there is a spirit or that it will want to talk. On top of that, I can't promise I'll be able to get them to cease activity. If that's the case, I do have the contacts of some people who may be able to help you."

"Oh thank you! Thank you! You are a lifesaver!"

Mr. Masuda bowed even lower as you sidestepped around him. You took in the shop's atmosphere. The place was brightly colored, various walls painted pastel blue, pink, and yellow. The tables and seats were covered in similarly-colored patterns; while the walls were decked out with signs, photos, art, and flourishing plastic plants. You thought it would have been a nice place to wind down after a day of running errands. Unfortunately for you, today was not that day.

"Now, where did you say the activity occurred most?"

Mr. Masuda rose from his bow and clambered to stand on his own two feet.

"The ice cream display! We've had customers feel nauseous or even faint due to a sudden difficulty in breathing."

You hummed in response and wandered over to the casing, your eyes flickered to and fro; searching for even a single speck of dust out of place. You quickly slip on a rubber glove from your bag, swipe a finger over the surface of the casing, and rub two fingers together, searching for any unusual substances.

Nothing. No grainy or oily texture from a foreign substance. Still, that doesn't rule out foul play from a neighboring business, competitor, or even just a particularly upset customer.

Some people are real fucking crazy…

"You clean and wipe down every surface at the end of the day, right?"

You strip off the glove, shoving it into your pajama pants pocket to dispose of later.

"Of course! I wouldn't dare leave the place filthy!", Mr. Masuda was obviously offended by your speculation.

"Alright! Okay! I'm just making sure. You'd be surprised with what some businesses cut corners on…", you crouched down to inspect the ground around and underneath the display case as you continued to ask questions.

"Do you know anyone who could possibly hold a grudge against you or profit from the shop closing?"

"Wh-what?! No! At least not that I know of. It's not like we are in a prime location and I haven't had any encounters that I can think of that would cause such a response.", Mr. Masuda wrung out hands at the thought of someone wanting to hurt him and his business. "Do you think someone may have cursed me?!"

You hummed in thought.

"Hmm perhaps… if it really is a spirit that is.", you rose from your place on the floor and turned to face the frantic shop owner, "You said an employee saw a ghostly form when she was locking up earlier tonight?"

"Yes! Miss Kimura! She's a very hard working girl and very kind too! She does well with the children who come in! It broke my heart hearing how terrified she was over the phone after she saw it."

"Did she describe it to you? Have you perhaps seen a similar figure yourself?"

"I haven't seen anything like she described, but she said she saw a pale white figure, small like a child. She said it looked like it was looking into the display case, standing where the incidents keep happening."

You dug your hand into your messenger bag, one you bring to on-site investigations, and pulled out a UV flashlight.

"Mind hitting the lights for me?"

"O-oh! Of course!", Mr. Masuda rushed over to the light switches near the shop entrance. As soon as the lights flickered out, you clicked on the flashlight and passed the shining purple light over the display case surface. Quickly, you find something interesting. Two small handprints make themselves known in the ultraviolet light.

"And you said you wash the display case every night?"

"Yes! We clean the place thoroughly after closing! Kimura said she only saw the figure when she was locking up.", he perked up a bit, prideful of his shop's cleanliness.

"Well… either she missed a spot or these prints are fresh…", you flashed the light over the handprints again to show Mr. Musuda, who quickly looked shaken over the find.

"I… I'm sorry…"

A voice called out, sounding meek and guilty.

"Mama always said I shouldn't touch the glass, but the ice cream looks so good…"

You turned slightly towards the voice that came from right beside you. Your eyes landed on a ghostly figure of a young girl, looking no older than six years old and wearing a hospital gown. Her head hung in shame, clearly guilty of her actions. You slowly descended into a squat, careful not to scare the spirit girl.

"Hey…", you spoke softly as if she were a lost child looking for their parents ,"It's okay. We can clean up again. May I ask for your name?"

The girl looked spooked at the fact I acknowledged her at all. Her eyes went wide with surprise.

"M-mama said I shouldn't talk to strangers… but I don't think anyone else can hear or see me…"

"You're a smart girl to listen to your mama. She's right afterall. I understand if you're nervous, but I just want to ask you a few questions. Only if you're okay with that, of course, but I'd really like to try and help you."

The girl tugged at her gown nervously, looking down like she was contemplating whether you could be trusted or not.

"...Okay…", She whispered, "I'll answer your questions. My name is Chihoko Konuma."

"You have a very lovely name, Miss Konuma. My name is Y/N L/N, I'm a private detective," You turned to Mr. Masuda and gestured toward him,"and this nice man is Mr. Masuda. He's the owner of this shop."

"I know Mr. Masuda!", she perks up at the name

"Oh? How do you know him?"

"Me and Mama would come here every sunday! He's very nice! And Miss Kimura too!", and as quickly as it came her happy attitude disappeared.

"I… I scared Miss Kimura,didn't I? Can you tell her I'm sorry? I really didn't mean to."

"I'm sure she will be fine. It's okay. She just… didn't understand." You trailed off.

You inhaled and clasped your hands together, tucking them under your chin.

"Do you remember what happened before you found yourself here?"

"I… I was in the hospital. Mama said my lungs didn't work right, that the doctors were going to help me… It hurt. It hurt a lot. And Mama was crying. I was so tired. All I wanted was to see Mama happy again. I just wanted to go out like before. Then we could get ice cream like we always did."

You could feel your throat tighten at the sight of tears welling up in the girl's eyes, hands in her gown tighten even further.

"... Miss Detective… I'm not going to wake up, am I?"

Your heart dropped and you couldn't bring yourself to look her in the eye. This was the part you hated most. There were plenty of spirits who didn't understand what had happened to them. Many went on believing that they were still among the living, going about their day confined to a certain space or attached to a certain object. But, being the one to break the news never sat right with you.

"... No. I'm sorry, Chihoko." Your voice stayed steady and firm, yet gentle.

There was a heavy silence that settled. One that felt like it could drag you to the deepest depths of the ocean and never let up. From the corner of your eye you could tell even Mr. Masuda was affected by the intense wave of sadness in the room as he cupped his mouth to keep himself from choking up despite only catching half the conversation.

"...You said you wanted your Mama to be happy, right?" You started, forcing yourself to look at her again, "Well… I'm sure the thing that would make your Mama happiest… would be knowing that you were happy… that you don't hurt anymore…"

Chihoko looked up at you, ghostly tears fell from her eyes, but disappeared before they ever reached the ground. Her hands loosened their grip on her gown.

"... Chihoko, would you like some ice cream?"

She stayed silent, but nodded. You finally rose from your squat and held your hand out to Chihoko.

"C'mon, you can choose where we sit."

She nodded again and took your hand. You felt a cold and wispy feeling envelope your hand as she began to lead you to the table in front of the windows.

"Mr. Masuda, you can go ahead and turn the lights back on. We're going to have ice cream if you don't mind." You smiled at the man who looked absolutely baffled by the situation.

"O-oh… yes! Of course!" He flicked the lights on and rushed back behind the counter.

"Is… is this part of the process?" He paused for a moment, looking for some clarity from you.

"Uhhh yeah! Yes! Absolutely! The spirit demands an offering! And the offering must be ice cream!" You gave off a silly dramatic flare to your little speech and you heard a little giggle from the now seated ghost girl.

"Psst, what do you want?" You leaned over slightly.

"Hmm… birthday cake ice cream with two scoops…"

"The mighty spirit demands two scoops…"

"No! Wait! Three! Three scoops!"

"Wait! Three scoops of birthday cake ice cream!"

"I also want rainbow sprinkles! Oh! And a cherry on top!"

"And make that with rainbow sprinkles and a cherry on top! So does the mighty spirit Chihoko demand it! All hail the mighty spirit!" You flare out your peacoat dramatically in emphasis, "... and uhh throw one in for me too, please."

You heard giggles erupt from the girl as Mr. Masuda quickly began putting together the orders, looking even more puzzled than before. Once finished he rushes over with two cups. You took one of the cups from his hands and raised it high above your head.

"Dear mighty spirit! Please accept our offering!"

You sat the cup in front of Chihoko, leaning slightly, you said softer, "May you find peace and happiness."

Chihoko smiled brightly and kicked her feet in her seat, "Thank you, Miss Detective."

"Anytime, Kiddo."

As you sat in the seat across from her and propped your head with your hand, you noticed a daydreaming look in her eyes. As if she were somewhere else completely. Where the sun was shining, the flowers were in bloom, and the beautiful birdsong rang through the air. Soon enough the ghostly girl's visage had dispersed, the seat she once occupied was once agin empty.

That knot in your throat appeared again. You bit the inside of your cheek and took slow breaths. With a hefty sigh, you rose from your chair and turned to Mr. Masuda.

"So… so that's it? Is it coming back?" Mr. Masuda stuttered out, still very much confused.

"No. She most likely won't be coming back. If the events occur again, just call me up again and I'll take a look at it."

"Ah! That's good! Thank you so much, Detective! And uhhh about the payment-"

"Don't worry about it right now. It's late. I'll call you tomorrow and we can work something out. For now just worry about getting your business back in order." You take your ice cream cup in hand, "But I wouldn't mind taking this and a few more pints of ice cream home, if you don't mind…"

The plastic bag rustled as it swung into your leg with each stride. Mr. Masuda gladly agreed to give you some ice cream and sent you on your way with a promise of payment in the future.

The ice cream shop may not have been far from your apartment, but each step felt heavier than the last. The streets weren't empty, but it was certainly quiet enough for your thoughts to ring louder than the idle chatter of the people on the street.

You hated this feeling. The emotional exhaustion that came with interacting with spirits was sometimes too much to bear. All you wanted to do was have your tea and fall asleep while cuddling your cat. Maybe cry a little. Or cry a lot. Who knows?

The thought of home was enough to will the energy to make the trek back. You felt your feet quicken the moment you saw your tiny apartment building come into view.

Your hand blindly dug into your bag for your keys as you made your way up the strangely steep and uneven steps you have learned to navigate. The moment you pushed in the code and the door opened you heard whispers in your ears.

Yes. Your apartment building was also haunted.

Lucky you.

It was the reason you could afford a decent apartment for so cheap. You made a deal with the landlord to keep the spirits in check for a more affordable price on rent. Especially since the spirits were quite lively.

They weren't aggressive exactly, but more curious and sociable. They especially liked to give you all the apartment building gossip. You can't lie, it was pretty entertaining. Like your own personal reality tv show.

And this time they came to you with news of someone breaking into your apartment.

Oh goodie.

Your mood soured and you began to march up the stairs of the building. Of all nights some random asshole had to choose tonight. If someone was going to die tonight it certainly wasn't going to be you. You would be personally adding a new spirit to the apartment building's collection.

It wasn't until you had reached your door had you caught the feeling of a familiar aura. Your sour mood lifted into a mix of relief and confusion.

You unlocked the door and let it swing open.

"I know we are friends and all, Shinsou, but at least give me a heads up before you go breaking into my apartment."

You reached the end of the hall and flicked on the lights to reveal the pro hero, his indigo hair tucked away under a black, slicked back wig, dark brown eye contacts over his natural purple, and heavy make-up distorting his natural features. He sat on your couch with your cat curled up in his lap, who clearly didn't seem deterred by his drastically different appearance.

That little traitor.

"Long time no see, Miss Nancy Drew. As always you are no fun to surprise."

Despite the lax nature of his words, there was a seriousness in his voice and a hard look in his eye. An uneasiness settled in your stomach. You closed your door and slipped off your shoes

"Something happened."

It was less of a question and more of a statement. He nodded. It was then you sensed a second presence. One unfamiliar to you.

"So… who's your friend hiding in my bathroom?"

You didn't like this. You had never seen Shinsou look so hesitant. Guilty almost.

"Look. I need you to do me a favor…"

"First, I need you to tell me who the hell is in my fucking bathroom, Shinsou." Your voice had cut him off. Quick and angry you whispered. You were not in the mood to play these games.

Shinsou let out a frustrated and defeated sigh. Your cat jumped off his lap as he leaned forward to press his intertwined hands to his mouth.

"Shouto."

Huh?

"Number three pro hero, Shouto."

…

"WHAT?!"

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