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jello-chennie · 7 months

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✧ todoroki who is completely in love w his gf!

✧ genre/tw fluff ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ (nsfw at the end ⚠︎)

todoroki shouto who, once you get together, cant seem to hide a single bit of the love he holds in his heart for you

todoroki who absolutely bleeds affection for you

he grew up in what was, obviously, a very unaffectionate household, so once he gets a taste of pure, loving affection from someone, he cant seem to hold himself back

and tbh, he doesn't really catch onto very many social cues or norms, so it's not like he really cares to hold himself back

so pda is on the table, all the time

you could be sat at a table, in the middle of a conversation with your friends, and shouto will be passing by

he will proceed to lean over the back of your chair and press two or three loving kisses onto various parts of your face, and then one final one onto your lips, and will continue on his way without a single word uttered to you or your friends

bc realistically, how could he just pass you by and not kiss you?

shouto who always has to sit next to you, where ever the two of you are, and needs to have a hand on you at all times

will absentmindedly play with your hair if you can't give your full attention

is your hype man 100%

your opinions are his opinions

when you're telling him a story or complaining about something, you're always in the right in his eyes

even when you're clearly in the wrong, you're right

"yeah and she pissed me off so much that i literally just rear ended her car smh"

"no that's actually her fault, she should've been driving faster"

shouto spends a lot of time watching you, and taking in your features

he loves you sm and could spend all day looking at you

has repeatedly gotten himself into trouble bc he was looking at you, or distracted by the thought of you will doing something important on the job

he's a smart boy, and that transfers over into your relationship, bc he can memorize every little or big detail about yourself as soon as you tell him

probably keeps track of ur cycle in his head as soon as u mention having cramps (if ur afab)

if you have curly hair, he is adamant about having you teach him how you take care of your hair so he can do it for you

he really really really loves the intimacy of sitting you on a chair and tipping ur head back into the sink so he can wash your hair for you, and sneaking in lingering kisses throughout

later into the relationship, he finds himself mirroring your little habits and taking little bits of your personality

if you haven't been able to spend time together at all on a particular day, once he can finally steal you away, even just for a few moments in a semi private area (for your sake, bc you're always getting so flustered whenever he shows you a lot of affection, which he doesn't get at all why you're embarrassed), he will wrap his arms around you, and just hold you as tight as he can with his head tucked into your hair

says he's "recharging"

if you've both been busy for a while, and this is your first moment together in days, he will insists he needs to be "closer" to you to properly recharge

wants to feel your skin on his

wants be inside you (yes he would do it in semi public, he's a little desperate for you)

and you can't deny him, bc tbqh you need to recharge too

you're just as smitten w him as he is w you

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 3 months

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shoto’s been staring at you for a good 5 minutes now.

you’d figured he was zoning out about three minutes in but then you looked up from your homework at him and he smiled at you, that cute little loverboy smile he does that have your legs feeling like jelly and has your heart push against your chest like it wants to escape.

okay so he wasn’t zoning out. then what is it ? did you have something on your face ? was he waiting for you to say something ?

"is there something on my face ?" you blurt out, already wiping at your chin and around your mouth

he blinks, registering your question and his eyebrows furrow lightly “no, there isn’t.” he answers curtly. reaching his colder hand up to pull your hand away from your face. you’re so much more confused now that you fail to realize he held onto your hand for a moment longer than necessary.

“so then why are you staring at me ?”

he lightly tilts his head to side at that, looking at you questioningly “ why should i not be looking at you ? does it bother you ?”

“wh—no no !” you sputter, he’s flipped the tables on you now “ i was just wondering what was up because you’ve been staring for..a while now” you trail off, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. his eyes widen just a fraction and you think maybe you got it all wrong somehow and he was zoning out, but then he’s lowering his head in shame “i’m sorry, yn. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable with my staring..” he apologizes.

you’re frantic, shaking your head so hard you fear you’ll twist your neck and waving your hands hurriedly “ no, no, no ! it’s okay, sho ! you didn’t make me uncomfortable or anything !” you feel relieved when the tension on his face dissolves the slightest bit “ i was just curious, that’s all” you sigh, your arms fly back next to you because you feel like your sweating buckets and you really don’t want him seeing pit stains.

he hums like he’s thinking about something then suddenly a small smile breaks onto his face and you feel like you’ve been hit dead on by a semi truck. shoto todoroki’s ability to be so effortlessly pretty is and will forever be an enigma to you. “ i like looking at you” he starts “ whenever you do mundane things like studying, you always have this look on your face. i like it, i think it’s cute.”

okay, so turns he was out to kill you.

“ i-i do ?” he responds with a simple “mhm”. you feel like you’re sweating a lot more.

“oh.” is all you say. it’s all you can say because what the hell were you supposed to say ?!

shoto doesn’t look all that bothered by it, cool as usual, simply opting to keep staring at you. you fiddle with your fingers for a bit before you lift your head up to meet his unwavering stare “ i—uhm—thank you.” you whisper. he shakes his head “don’t thank me, you don’t have to. if you want me to stop, i can try to.”

he can try to. you feel like you’re losing your mind.

you’re way beyond flustered now. todoroki’s not a man of many words but when he does use them it throws you for a complete loop, you feel like you’re on a rollercoaster. “no that’s fine.” you answer meekly.

“you’re sure ?” you nod and he hums. “okay then, if you don’t mind.”

“it’s fine” you confirm, feeling your face heat up. “i like looking at you, too.”

you definitely like looking at the handsome smile that forms on his face from your words.

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jackkilmerlvr · 18 days

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your breaths came out soft and slowly, his tongue and lips caressing your neck as he cuffed your boob softly. kissing your chest, he slowly moved down your body, your hands fingering through his hair.

his lips felt hot and needy against your body as he played with the band of your small night shorts. your small fingers brushed around his nipples, feeling his bigger hands start to slide your night shorts off your waist. his breaths were fast and needy against your skin.

“I’ve missed you so much, baby. Now take these off.”

| bakugou, deku, denki, kirishima

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wttcsms · 7 months

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we play our fantasies out in real life ways ; shouto todoroki.

pairing shouto todoroki x f!reader word count 2.7k synopsis knocking up his sugar baby seems (and feels) like a dream come true for the future ceo and youngest son of japan’s richest conglomerate family. content contains sugar daddy!shouto, yandere themes, car sex, creampie, breeding kink, quirkless au, ceo!shouto, tiny daddy kink author’s notes this is a repost of an old fic but pls tell me we are still horny 4 shouto. also ignore the Tesla promo, i was feeling silly when i wrote this </3

He can have anything he wants, you know.

And of course you know this. Of course you do. It’s hard to ignore this fact whenever he’s the exact reason your closet is overflowing with more dresses than you know what to do with; why your dresser can barely stay shut due to the amount of lacy lingerie you’ve had to shove in them; why you’re a third year college student driving to campus with a brand new Mercedes that technically isn’t even supposed to be out on the market ‘til next month.

He can have anything he wants, and because you’re his, by extension, you have the power to make all your material wishes come true, too. All you have to do is ask him.

All you have to do is look up at him and give him those puppy dog eyes of yours and say, “please, daddy, can I cum?” and he’ll let you. You know he will, because stoic Shouto Todoroki, the future CEO and prized son of the Todoroki clan that happens to be one of the most famous conglomerate families in all of Japan, just can’t seem to say no to you. He signs off multi-billion yen deals as easily as one blinks and running multiple companies is just something he’s been born to do. It’s no easy feat to give commands to such a powerful man.

And yet, one look and a tiny whimper is all it takes to turn him into putty in your hands.

It’s always an out of body experience when you’re with Shouto. Being with him is like constantly being the main character of a movie. He rents out entire restaurants so the two of you can dine away from prying eyes. He sends you good morning and good night texts every single day. (One time you joked about him forcing his assistant to do it because there’s no way a busy man like him would ever have time to do something so insignificant; he didn’t like that you couldn’t seem to wrap your head around the concept of you being someone very important to him.) Shouto is incredibly good to you, incredibly good for you.

He’s incredibly good with a lot of things. Taking care of you, for one. Taking care of all his businesses, for another. And right now, he’s taking real good care of your cunt when he’s got three of his fingers knuckles deep in you.

The windows to his sleek, outrageously priced car are tinted so dark, even you struggle to see through the windshield. You always tell him it’s dangerous, but he reminds you that there are always reasons for the things he does. You wonder if getting tinted windows so he could fuck his college student sugar baby with some semblance of privacy is the reason.

And then all thinking on your end comes to a stop when he nips at the skin of your neck, biting down softly and getting you to let out a tiny whimper. It doesn’t hurt. You don’t think Shouto is even capable of hurting you; not because you’re some unbreakable being, but because you don’t think the calloused hands that have caressed every centimeter of your body is capable of harming you.

The two of you are currently parked in the lot right outside the building where his main office is located. In about ten minutes, the parking lot will be flooded with employees who have just clocked out and are getting ready to speed home. In about ten minutes, anyone could accidentally (or purposely) become a little voyeur to the activities going down in the future CEO’s luxury car.

Your back is pressed against his chest. More often than not, you find yourself naked while he’s practically still dressed, and it’s the same thing that’s happening right now. The buttons on his shirt are digging into your back, but you can’t find it in you to complain. Instead, you focus on gripping the wrist of the hand that’s in between your thighs. The sleeves of his button down shirt are rolled up, and if you take your tiny fingers just a bit higher, you can feel the veins running down his arm.

“Tell me what you want, baby.” The baritone of his voice is smooth, calm, collected — in control. Because you can make any request in the world, and Shouto will fulfill it for you, but that does not mean that you are the one who makes the final decisions. At the end of the day, everything you have, everything that is given to you, is because of him, because of the decisions he makes for you.

His eagerness to gift you the world thinly veils the true depth of your submission to him. A subconscious part of you is well aware of the power imbalance in this relationship, but if all has been well these past two years, then surely it’ll only be smooth sailing from here?

You lean back, leaning into his warmth, breathing deeply to inhale the scent of his spicy cologne that costs more than your textbooks (that he bought for you).

“D-daddy.” You moan out, trying to coax him deeper in your tight little cunt, as if his fingers aren’t already as deep as they can go, spreading out your hole to prep you for what he knows you truly crave.

“You’ve got to speak up, love. I can’t give you anything if you don’t tell me what to give you.” His breath is warm against your ear, and it’s so hot in the car. So, so hot. You wonder if it’s just you feeling the heat, though. Shouto seems as collected as ever, not the least bit uncomfortable at all.

“Mmm — w-want you.” You wriggle a bit in his lap, but his free hand grips your side and squeezes you with a firm, nonverbal command to stop moving. You do, immediately. Because that’s what you always do: follow his command.

“I know you do.” He coos, finally moving his fingers. It’s agonizingly slow, too slow. The car is silent save for your little pants and the obscene wet sounds that come as a result of his fingers thrusting in your wet cunt.

“Faster, daddy.” You whine out, looking up at him. The sun is setting, and despite the tint of the windows, the orange glow from the sun still shines against his smooth skin, casting his face into something that’s half sunset/half shadow. It’s a good look; a sharp contrast that matches his hair. Seeing your blatant admiration of him only spurs him to give in and go faster. He had planned on drawing this out for as long as he possibly could. He had originally wanted to coax you into as many orgasms ‘til you were nothing but a fucked out little mess, too worn out to pay attention or even care when he finishes your little session with you plugged up with his cum.

The lives of children born into the Todoroki family are more cursed than it is blessed, and Shouto had, a very long time ago, made a vow that he would never continue the bloodline. He would have no children, which would be easy because he planned on never having a lover.

And then he met you, started providing for you, realized how much he enjoyed providing, and realized even more that the only way to strengthen this transactional relationship is by forcing your hand. He likes to think that you would stay with him willingly, but there are some chances that he’s just not willing to take; there are some extremes that he’s all too entirely happy to go far to, though.

Your sweet moans mix in well with the lewd sounds of your pussy getting thoroughly fingerfucked. His fingers are so much longer than yours, can reach spots inside of you that you can’t quite reach yourself. He’s efficient with anything and everything he does, and you’re not surprised when he doesn’t slow his pace. The consistent strokes of his fingers, your lowered inhibitions when around Shouto, and the look on his face (equal parts concentration and adoration) all help in making you cum all over his hand.

“Good girl.” Shouto whispers, removing his fingers and holding his hand up. The sunlight beaming through makes his digits glisten even more, and you’re enraptured as you watch him bring his fingers to his lips to suck your essence off of them. Piercing heterochromatic eyes never leave yours as he sucks on them, and you have to turn away from embarrassment. How can he keep such a straight face when literally licking your cum off his fingers?

“Don’t turn away from me.” His hand — still wet — grips your chin and forces you to look at him again. “I don’t like it when you shy away from me.”

You nod meekly, and Shouto sighs.

“You shouldn’t be shy around me. I don’t like making you feel uncomfortable, you know that, don’t you?”

You nod again, a subtle, barely there move. He’s not impressed.

“Answer me properly.” There’s a hard edge to his tone, and you sit up a little straighter. Shouto would never lay a hand on you with the intent to physically harm you, but he’s not above roughing you up during sex. You’ve heard him get this way before, and the imprint of his fingertips and the purple hickeys littering your poor body took three days to fade properly.

“I’m sorry, daddy.” You say with a pout, trying to conjure up any sort of leniency he can spare. Judging by his facial expression and the wavering look in his eyes, he’s already softening up. You just have to make it up to him now to have his complete forgiveness.

Maneuvering in the limited space the driver’s seat gives is no easy task, but you manage to shift positions to where you’re straddling his lap, finally facing him properly. He’s leaned back, watching you with a hungry glint in his eyes that makes you feel like the most wanted girl in all of Japan. A surge of heat flows through your body, from the tips of your ears to your cheeks and all the way down to between your thighs. If you were in a different position, you could clench them together, try to rub your thighs in an attempt to ease the need for friction.

Your fingers make quick work of his belt and his zipper, pulling down on both the waistband of his slacks and his briefs to finally free his cock. He’s already hard, and you admire the way your hand can’t even wrap fully around him. The tip is flushed red, pearly beads of precum already present.

This is the part where you look up at him, almost as if you’re unsure about what to do. You don’t know what it does to him, to see you sitting on his lap with his cock looking outrageously large in your tiny hands. He can see your pretty pussy practically dripping all over his slacks. Now’s not the time for you to be playing the role of an innocent, unsure little girl, but then it hits him: you’re asking him for permission. He almost lets out a bark of laughter.

“You’ve already taken it upon yourself to tear into my pants and make a grab for my cock. Surely you don’t expect me to beg to fuck your little hole now, do you?” He has a cold smile on his face as he brings you closer to him. “I thought this was my apology. Don’t tell me you’re going to make me do all the work?”

“O-of course not!” You look startled at the suggestion, eyes going big and round. He looks at you expectantly, as if telling you to do something.

It always burns when you first take him. It doesn’t matter how many times he makes you cums, doesn’t matter how long he spends stretching you out on his fingers. By now, your pussy should have memorized the feel of his dick, should have been moulded to fit him and only him. And while there’s a tiny flash of pain and discomfort for you (which Shouto hates), it’s hard not to be in love with the feel of just how tight you are.

The stinging pain is brief, though, and is easily replaced by one of satisfaction from being stuffed by the prettiest, fattest cock you’ve ever taken in your life.

You moan, rocking your hips back and forth. Maybe this was originally supposed to be an apology to him, but it feels more like you’re using him as your own personal toy, and Shouto really couldn’t care less. After all, if it brings you pleasure, it brings him pleasure.

“Are you enjoying yourself, baby? What would happen if I never met you, hmm? Are you willing to spread those pretty legs of yours for any man?” He says the last sentence with a tone sharper than usual. You shake your head as you continue to rut against him, chasing after your own high because you might not be a simpleminded slut for anyone, but you are nothing more than a cockslut when it comes to Shouto.

“Ah — fuck, fuck, fuck!” You moan out, falling against his chest, burying your face into the space between his shoulder and neck. “D-daddy, fuck!”

He holds you close to him as you cum, not even minding the mess you’ve made of his work pants. “Daddy’s got you.” He coos, his hand finding the back of your neck and squeezing you there, gently. “You must be tired now…”

You’re still too fucked out to really comprehend what’s exactly going on ‘til it’s happening, but even with your slow reaction times, you still manage to let out a slutty moan as you feel Shouto thrusting up into you. It must be uncomfortable, you think. This position doesn’t make it exactly easy for him to chase after his own pleasure, but then you remember that Shouto Todoroki doesn’t back down or break down when it comes to challenges.

He perseveres.

You’re like a rag doll, like a personal little fucktoy, made for him to use (and maybe even break) as he pleases. Every thrust is sharp and intense, and his teeth are clenched as he continues to use you, enjoying the warmth of your tight walls and admiring the ring of white that coats and clings to his dick every time he pulls out.

It doesn’t take him much longer to finally finish; he grabs you by your hips, raising you slightly before abruptly pushing you down on his cock, making sure that he’s nestled as deeply in you as he can be when he finally cums. He’s breathing a bit harder as he comes down, and then he’s grabbing you by your hair, making you stare at him.

His cheeks are flushed, there’s some slight sweat building up on his forehead, his shirt is wrinkled. He’s never looked better. You’ve never felt better.

Or, more accurately, never felt fuller.

“Shouto, did you c…” You can’t even finish the sentence. Did you cum inside? Not like you have to; you know the answer. Some of it is dripping out of you.

All he does is give you that small smile, the one that he rarely lets anyone see, and starts up the car.

If he doesn’t want to talk now, there’s no way you can get him to answer properly. You try to remove yourself from his lap and make your ungraceful, disgusting journey to the passenger seat, but Shouto places a firm hand on your waist, forcing you back down.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Shouto, you can’t possibly drive while I’m sitting here on your lap.”

“I bought a Tesla for a reason.”

Right. Because everything Shouto does has a reason for it.

You think about this on the drive back to his penthouse, a little bit of fear building up in your lower belly. Shouto does everything for a reason, and what’s the reason for any man cumming inside?

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doumadono · 2 months

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Hii douma! May I request Shoto just in love? Just him being in love for the very first time and the concept of love just so foreign to him? Have a great day/night!

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The cold spring air of U.A. High School's training grounds swept across Shoto Todoroki's face, his distinctive heterochromatic eyes glancing stoically at the horizon. As he approached the courtyard, the brisk wind tousled his dual-toned hair, and for the first time, a peculiar sensation stirred within him. It was an emotion he hadn't experienced before, a feeling that seemed to thaw the icy demeanor that usually defined him, yet he couldn't put a finger on what was it.

As the son of Endeavor, emotions had never been a territory he explored willingly. However, this day would mark a shift, an unexpected twist in the stoic narrative of Todoroki's life.

Shoto was no stranger to intense emotions. Anger, resentment, and the relentless pursuit of self-discovery had been his companions for as long as he could remember. But this was different – a foreign concept that had invaded the carefully constructed fortress around his heart.

As he walked past the cherry blossom trees, their delicate petals swirling in the air, his gaze landed on a figure standing by the fountain.

It was you, a fellow classmate whose presence had recently begun to captivate him. You were a presence in his life that had begun to defy categorization. You were just a person — a puzzle piece that didn't quite fit the mold he'd grown accustomed to. He admired you from afar, appreciating your strength and determination in both academics and combat.

It began innocently, Shoto noticed. A shared glance across the classroom, a casual comment during training, and the casual camaraderie of shared laughter. But as days unfolded, the puzzle piece shifted, creating a mosaic he hadn't anticipated. He was no stranger to intensity; after all, his own quirk bore the duality of fire and ice. Yet, this newfound sentiment was a flame of a different kind, uncharted and unsettling.

"Hey," he called out, his voice surprisingly steady despite the internal turmoil.

You turned towards him, a quizzical smile gracing your lips. "Todoroki, hey. Is everything okay?"

Shoto hesitated, his usual calm exterior cracking just a bit. "I… I wanted to talk."

Curiosity sparked in your eyes as you nodded, inviting him to continue.

"I've been thinking," Shoto began, his usually concise words replaced by a rare vulnerability. "About feelings. Emotions. And there's something I can't quite comprehend."

You listened intently, sensing the gravity of Shoto's words. "What is it?"

"I've always been driven by my goals, my desire to surpass my limits, and the need to prove my father wrong," he continued, "but lately, I find myself caught in a different struggle. It's like a flame inside me, burning with an intensity I can't control."

You tilted your head, intrigued. "Oh?"

Shoto nodded, his gaze meeting yours with an intensity that surprised even himself. "It's a distraction, an enigma that I can't unravel. It's like standing at the edge of a precipice, uncertain of the fall," he admitted, a rare flicker of uncertainty crossing his features.

Your lips curled into a gentle smile. "Love, Todoroki. It sounds like you're in love."

Todoroki's brows furrowed, the word foreign on his tongue. Love. A concept he'd analyzed in textbooks but never expected to encounter firsthand.

You smiled gently, understanding the conflict within him. "Love is complex, Shoto. It's not something you can control or quantify. It's a force that binds us together, that makes us vulnerable and strong at the same time."

Shoto absorbed your words, his internal battle slowly subsiding. "I don't know how to navigate this unfamiliar territory."

You reached out, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "It's okay not to have all the answers. Love is a journey, not a destination. Take your time, Todoroki."

"I think… I might be in love with you," he confessed, the admission hanging in the air like the delicate petals of cherry blossoms.

Your eyes widened, a subtle blush adorning your features. "Todoroki, that's…" you began, but he silenced you with a tender touch as he placed his hand to your rosy cheek.

"Let me finish," he whispered, his breath mingling with the soft evening breeze. "I might not fully understand it, but I know that being around you feels just right. I love spending my time with you, it doesn't matter if we just chat or study together."

A heartbeat passed between you, the air charged with unspoken emotions. And then, in a moment both tender and profound, Shoto leaned in, placing a gentle kiss to your cheek. It was a sweet, hesitant kiss, a step into the uncharted territory of love.

As he looked at you, the world around seemed to fade, leaving only the two of you in the quiet embrace newfound feelings. Shoto's stoic facade melted away, revealing a vulnerability.

A quiet moment passed before you chuckled, breaking the tension. "Well, that's unexpected. I never thought I'd be the one to thaw Todoroki's icy heart."

A small, hesitant smile tugged at Todoroki's lips. Embracing the vulnerability he rarely allowed himself to show, Shoto took a deep breath. "Would you mind if I… explore this feeling with you?"

"I'd like that, Shoto," you replied, reaching your hand out to intertwine your fingers with his.

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starreo · 4 months

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multi-character drabble.

includes breeding indication, apathetic! character, and adult themes so, mdni.

he's so apathetic, one would think he's not interested in you at all. but you know better.

you see him adjusting his pants and looking away whenever you enter the room. you feel him sniff your perfume when you lean too close, his deep breath tickling your skin. you hear him gulp when you whisper a suggestive comment in his ear.

and tonight you finally break that indifferent shield of his. when his eyebrows furrow, he inhales sharply and he's whimpering against your ear, begging for more of you. when his cock throbs around your tight walls, telling you he's so close.

nagi seishiro, suna rintarou, todoroki shoto

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frickingnerd · 11 months

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meeting the todoroki's

pairing: shoto todoroki x gn!reader (+todoroki family)

summary: shoto takes you to a family dinner to make your relationship public, after months of dating in secret...

shoto and you had been dating for quite a while now, yet your relationship was a bit of an open secret. he didn't mind mentioning you to his friends and wasn't shy to tell them he was in a relationship with you, but his family hadn't heard a single word about you yet. they didn't even know you were a friend of shoto's, until you came home with him for dinner one weekend.

shoto didn't introduce you when he arrived at his house, purposefully refraining from putting a label on his relationship with you. he waited until everyone sat at the dinner table – natsu, fuyumi, enji and shoto and you – until he started to shift towards the topic you two had came here for today.

"so, y/n and i wanted to tell you all something…"

everyone's eyes were on shoto, hoping that what came next would be good news. god knows this family didn't need any more drama.

"we've been dating for a while now… i just didn't want to tell you all right away, but i'm ready now…"

shoto was being blunt as ever, holding nothing back. there was a quiet moment in which natsu and fuyumi exchanged glances, before fuyumi was the first one to speak up.

"i'm really happy for you, shoto. you deserve to be with someone nice and y/n has made a great impression so far! right, dad?"

fuyumi glared at her father, just wanting him to be nice for once and agree with them. enji was still chewing on his food slowly, glaring at you and shoto. it felt like forever until he swallowed and spoke up.

"right… though you could've mentioned something earlier, shoto! well, as long as a relationship won't distract you from your school work, then i suppose i don't mind…"

that must've been the nicest thing shoto had heard in a while from his father. he was quite glad he was holding back on you. or maybe he just hadn't found anything to criticize yet.

"are you going to tell mom about it too?"

natsu asked and shifting the topic a little.

"i plan to. i've already sent her a letter, but whenever they'll let me visit her, i'll bring y/n along!"

shoto hadn't been very excited about telling his father about your relationship, but he wanted his mother to get to know you! he just had to wait for a chance to get to meet her again…

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earthtooz · 1 year

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"y/n!"

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

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

"you're okay."

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

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

"what about you?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

a beat of silence passes by.

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

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

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

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

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

you laugh breathlessly, "will a date suffice?"

"a date will absolutely suffice."

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

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sugarlywhispers · 7 months

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t.shouto + sex with gf after a long time in hero mission

☆—a.n; apparently i'm in shouto mood lol😆, so this was written pretty quickly. i'm not really used to write for him, so sorry if it's not that good🙏🏻

Todoroki Shouto threw his head back, leaning it over the back of the sofa; a deep throaty moan came out of him when you deepthroated his cock, gasps making his chest move up and down in a battle of gaining air back to his lungs as the pleasure swirled through his whole body. His eyes closed tight and he hissed while you released him in a very slow motion, dragging your tongue around his length.

“Fuck,” he whispered, so lost in the pleasure you were giving him. You smiled when you reached the head, and stayed there licking it with devotion. His hands that until that moment were grabbing the sofa with white knuckles went straight to the back of your neck, bringing you up and making you straddle him.

His mouth attacked yours full force, one of his hands positioning himself at your entrance while the other hugged your waist. Your lower body was already naked, pants and panties lost somewhere in his living room; he also had his pants and boxer down his legs. You both still had your upper clothes on, the only difference was that you had one of his shirts on. That was what had started all of this in the first place. For him, seeing you in his clothes was one of his biggest turn ons, so he had asked you not to take the shirt off. It did something stir inside him every time he saw you in his clothes; call it possessiveness, obsession, love; Shouto didn't care. He just thought you were all his to taste and touch and look at and loose himself into every time or moment you would let him. And that simple fact made him go insane for you.

Your arms circled his broad shoulders and your fingers tangled in the duo coloured hair on the back of his head. His hands went inside your shirt, arms surrounding your waist and his fingers and nails scratched your skin a little bit while you sunk down on his length.

“Oh, babe,” you moaned, feeling him stretch you so deliciously; foreheads joined and your noses touching each other. His eyes were almost closed enjoying the feeling of your pussy engulfing him completely.

Home. He's home.

It had been so long since the last time you both could have at least a couple of hours for each other. This was the first night together after a long month of Hero mission that separated you both. So when he arrived home and saw you wearing one of his favorite t-shirts, he lost it. He couldn't avoid walking–almost running–towards you, picking you up, smashing your lips together and practically throwing both of you on the sofa in a heavy and needy make up session that you weren't complaining about at all.

Todoroki Shouto had only one thought in mind for both of you:

Fuck the sense out of each other.

“Did you miss me, babe?” You asked in an almost whisper, your sweet breath invading his face and making him delve into your spell, words making him tense and grab your waist with more force.

His thrusts were slow, but strong and firm, as if wanting that each time he went inside his size and girth were left imprinted deep.

His… All his.

Shouto's little grunts that he was trying to hold back collided with your face, making you smirk in realization of how doomed he was for you.

"I missed you…so much… You feel so good, babe." He whined. You knew that he loved it when you started to talk to him, to praise him during sex.

His actions were clear: he was close to cumming.

You pecked his cheek before whispering right into his ear, “Did you miss my pussy that much, babe?”

“Fuck, Y/N!” He moaned in a low voice that made you even wetter than you already were when you started to move in slow circles.

“Mmmh… You're about to cum, honey?” He nodded, his eyes closed so tight, trying to hold his orgasm, his breathing heavy and fast. You knew he wouldn't last longer. “You're doing so well, babe. Your cock feels amazing inside me… I love it. I love you.”

He moaned strongly this time, hiding his face in the space between your chin and your collarbone.

“Cum, babe. Cum inside me…”

That's all he needed. He grabbed your hips, making you stay still, and he came with a contained growl. You smiled, scratching his head with love.

After a few moments of him trying to control his breathing, he moved his head back just a bit so he could look directly at your eyes, his own completely drowned in pleasure after his orgasm.

“I love you, Y/N,” he smiled, happy and relaxed.

“And I love you…” You said pecking his nose, making him chuckle and hide his face against your neck again.

He was crazy about you and he didn't care what the world could say about it.

He was crazy in love.

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yukisshittyposts · 2 years

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Could you make a part two to the daddy issues with bakugou story? Like maybe deku or todoroki, or even kirishima take his place as a father figure and he has to deal with that? Like heavy angst on his part but hecka amount of fluff for the reader and daughter?

You asked and shall receive! :)

–> Part 1 to this imagine.

NOTE: I chose Todoroki for this request, hope that's alright.

Bakugou first sees you with him while he's on patrol. Kirishima is talking his ear off about something but his focus is on you and how you tuck a strand of your hair shyly behind your ear.

At first, he thinks it's a coincidence. You with... him. So, he doesn't think much of your meeting with Todoroki and soon enough, he forgets about it.

What makes him change his mind later, is the photos, taken by those nosy bastards and then, the multiple articles that flood his feed. They are everywhere. The articles, the photos of you and Todoroki eating dinner at some fancy restaurant, him giving you a bouquet of flowers and walking together in the park, him picking up your daughter from UA–

Wait... what?

Picking up your— his daughter, from UA?

What the fuck?!

Bakugou's wife tries to assure him that it's probably nothing and reminds him that he shouldn't care. And so what if his ex is dating again? He has a wife and a son who love him very much. He shouldn't care. He knows that. It's not like he doesn't love his wife or anything, but..

He does cares. He cares and he cares a lot because he regrets what he did to you sixteen years ago. He regrets leaving you. He was young, afraid and stupid and it's his fault that things are the way they are now. He acknowledges that. He'd hoped to talk things out with you and apologize but now with Todoroki...

It's not that he doesn't want you to be happy but now, how will he manage to apologize with Todoroki in the middle? How will he manage to make things right with you?

God knows how much he wants to make things right with your daughter but it's not like she allows him to. He tries and tries but to her, he's nothing but a stranger, a pest and everytime he calls to see how she's doing and she calls him "Bakugou-san", the pain doubles, especially when he first sees the photos of her and Todoroki spending time together.

Now that Todoroki's in the picture, will she start calling him dad instead?

He doesn't want to find out.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x y/n #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #todoroki x y/n #bnha imagines #mha imagines #bakugou imagines #bakugou drabble #bakugou angst #bnha bakugou katsuki #mha bakugou katsuki #anon mail <3

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cashmoneyyysstuff · 15 days

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you wonder how todoroki shoto is doing.

you remember him being the boy that sat a row away from you in class. he always kept to himself, never raising his hand to answer questions but always able to answer when he was called on. also, he was endeavor's son.

even if most of the parents at your private school where big shot's, apparently endeavor was in a league of his own. and so was his son, apparently.

nobody even dared talking to the todoroki son, and neither did you, but you liked looking at him. he's always so meticulous and calm as opposed to your rowdier louder classmate's. despite his quieter presence he always seemed to stand out to you. his bag is big enough to carry everything he needs without having to shove anything inside or leaving it half opened. he wipes his mouth with a tissue after he's done eating his lunch alone and his handwriting is pretty. his lashes are long and he's pretty.

you remember being partnered up with him for a class project once. he'd immediately cut to the chase and split the work for the both of you, clearly not humoring your attempts of starting conversation.

slowly though, you start getting him to stay behind to talk to you a little longer after the bell rings until he invites you to get your work done in the library, just to get your work done. until you ask him about his favorite colour and he doesn't know, so he asks you yours. and then you ask him about his favorite ice cream flavour, he says he doesn't have sweets a lot and he asks you yours. and you keep talking and he keeps listening and asking. you ask him if it doesn't bother him that you're talking so much but he says he doesn't mind.

you liked spending time at the library talking with shoto and you think he enjoyed listening to you. you liked riding your bike home with him while he walked next you, before he agreed to ride on it with you sometimes, but one time you both fell off and you hurt your knee, and he promised to never get on again if it meant you getting hurt while carrying you on his back. you remember him smelling really nice and you tightening your arms around his neck and nuzzling into him, and his grip on you tightening as well.

you liked holding his left hand when it got cold out even though he didn't like it much, but he'd do it for you. you liked it when you got to switch seats and sit next to him and you think he liked sitting next to you. you didn't see shouto smile often, but he did when he was with you and you liked that. and you think he liked that too.

you think so at least. you hope so, because when break was over he was gone.

you'd heard he got pulled out of school, some other people just said he'd switched, to go to a better cooler private school. you hated it when people said that because the shoto you knew wasn't like that. he knew people talked about him and he hated being associated with his father. he likes the caramel you sneak in for him at school and you like the way his eyes light up when he guesses the flavour of fruit candies you make him taste. the shoto you know that ties your shoes for you and shares his umbrella with you, the one who half heartedly stomps into wet puddles with you, the one with the pretty lashes and pretty smile and pretty handwriting isn't like that.

and you wished you could've asked him where he went, and why he went and took his warmth for snowy winter days with him, but you couldn't because he didn't have a phone and neither did you. you weren't old enough for one yet and you'd told him that as soon as you'd turn thirteen he'd be the first contact in your phone and he'd smiled.

you couldn't do that anymore. and you wonder how he's doing four years later.

you don't very much, but you think about him sometimes when his soft hair and pretty eyes cross your mind. he never cared for his looks much even after being voted the most handsome boy by the girls in class.

"i didn't know people thought i was..handsome." he ponders, scratching at the corner of his paper with his pencil. you kick your legs in the air where you're sitting next to him, you pout.

"why not ?"

"because..my scar.." he trails off, he keeps erasing at a spot he'd already wiped the pencil lead off of. you lean in so you get into his field of vision and he leans back a bit with widened eyes before leaning in towards you again, you're forwardness always took him by surprise.

"nuh-uhn, the others say it makes you look even more handsome !" you reassure and he blinks.

"do you think i'm handsome ?" he asks, tilting his head cutely. you splutter and feel your face heat up.

"e-everyone does.."

"do you ?" he leans closer.

you gulp, gripping your chair you turn your head away from his to the side and nod. you get the courage to peek up at him and you're surprised to see a smile pulling at his lips and a light tint of pink on his face.

"that's good." is all he says, but you feel so much warmth swarming through you, and you think he does, too.

so you wonder where he is and you wonder how he's doing. you wonder if he has any new friends or if his most handsome boy award got him a girlfriend. you wonder if he truly felt the same way you did way back then and if he liked holding your hand just as much is you did his because it was warm but also because it was his. and you wonder if he thinks about you.

except you don't have to wonder anymore. because on your first day at your new school, he walks into class. his eyes widen when he locks eyes with you and you recognize him, and you think he does too.

#..this came to me like a flash #it came like 'zing!' and wouldnt get outta my head #so here we are #:p <3 #shoto fluff #shoto x you #shoto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x you #todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki x reader #shouto x you #shouto drabble #shouto x reader

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softxsuki · 4 months

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Surprising Todoroki For His Birthday

Warnings: Kissing

Note: Happy Birthday to our Shoto! Just wrote a little something for you guys in honor of it being his birthday. Hope you enjoy :)

Holding the box firmly in your arms, careful not to drop it otherwise all your efforts would be for nought, you enter what used to be Endeavors agency, but is now your fiancé, Shoto’s agency. After years of trying to win his son over, Endeavor left his agency behind for Todoroki to handle as the previous number one hero finally went into retirement.

Your feet carry you to the front desk which everyone immediately recognizes you and waves you through, bowing in respect, which you do the same, walking straight for the elevator to the floor you knew your soon-to-be husband's office was located.

Nerves fill the pit of your stomach as the elevator ascends. Would he like your surprise? What if he was busy? Even though you’ve been there for many of his previous birthdays, you kept it simple with a gift and maybe going out for dinner. This was your first birthday together as an engaged couple, what if this wasn’t enough?

You’re ripped from your thoughts as the elevator dings and opens on the floor his office was on. You take a deep breath and brush your worries away, allowing your feet to carry you down the familiar hallway to your fiancé's office.

Finally in front of his office door, you take another breath of courage before knocking firmly on the large wooden door. He had always told you to just enter, but this was the perfect opportunity to allow you to surprise him even more. There was no suspicion that you were behind his door as he called for you to enter, thinking it was one of the employees of his agency.

You smile to yourself, opening his door slowly and walking in. Thankfully his attention is still on the mountain of paperwork on his desk, so you clear your voice and try to change it a little so he won’t immediately know it was you.

“Mr. Shoto, there’s a package for you,” you say simply, your tone lowering a little so it wasn’t plainly obvious that it was you.

“You can leave it by th-” he looks up briefly to explain where to leave it, a bored look in his eyes, but he pauses once he sees you standing there, his eyes softening.

“Y/N,” his gentle voice says your name, making butterflies erupt in your stomach, you’d never get used to that. “What are you doing here?”

He stands from his desk and walks the small space between you until he’s right in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into his chest, the box in your hands not allowing him to pull you fully into him.

You shriek and pull back, scared that your creation inside was messed up, but the box was still intact, allowing your shoulders to relax.

“Sit,” you smile, placing the box on his desk.

He follows your command with a confused look on his face, but plops down in his chair regardless, his eyes still on you.

You hum to yourself before opening the box, displaying the cake you had spent all afternoon baking for your fiancé. The candles in your bag are pulled out and placed delicately on top of the cake before you raise a brow at Todoroki to light them, which he does.

Walking around his desk, you stand beside him and press a kiss to his lips.

“Happy Birthday, my love,” you whisper in his ear, your heart thumping in your chest.

He’s quiet for a moment, glancing from the cake to you, a look of shock on his face. No one had ever done something like this for him. His birthdays as a child were spent training with his father who kept him isolated from the rest of his family. In High school his friends would do their own little celebrations for him, and in the past, you’d always take him out to dinner and give him a gift. But something as simple as showing up to his place of work with a cake you had baked yourself was so domestic and intimate, he couldn’t control the way his heart started to race.

Warm hands wrap around your waist and pull you into his lap as his face nuzzles into the crook of your neck, hugging you tightly.

“Thank you,” he pulls back a little so he can see your face, the face of the woman he loved dearly, “It’s perfect.”

Cool lips meet your own for a brief moment of gratitude, before he rests his forehead on yours, noses brushed together. He was the happiest he had been in that moment, and nothing would ruin it for him. Even though he had forgotten momentarily that it was his birthday, being so busy running a whole hero agency, he felt truly happy for being born into the world so he could meet you.

He knew then and there, that you were his purpose, his everything. Love swelled in his heart in that moment, this was perfect, you were perfect.

“I love you,” you mumbles against your lips, pulling you into him once more.

“I love you too,” you laugh against him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

It was the perfect start to a birthday he’d never forget.

Posted: 1/11/2024

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yanluvr · 1 month

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what i don’t understand is why some yandere authors make shoto use his flame or ice quirk to hurt reader if they were to escape or disobey him. like, have we forgotten that this man was abused by a pro hero who traumatized his mom so severely that she went to a mental institution?? ain’t no way shoto would dare to hurt his darling the way his father hurt his mom, nonetheless use his quirk to punish them. SHOTO WOULD SPOIL HIS LOVE SENSELESS AND BE A PATIENT DUDE DAMMIT!!😡

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darkmajesty-xo · 1 year

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more pornstar au ! a romantic scene w. shotoroki 😩

18+ MDNI

shoto is a fan favorite. most girls love to fuck him because he makes each scene a true ✨experience ✨. with shoto it’s like the cameras aren’t even there because he makes you feel like you’re the only girl in the world.

he pulls you against his bare chest as he leans against the headboard, kissing your shoulders softly and kneading your breast. one hand trails from the column of your throat down the front of your body to rest above your womb.

“how would you like it if i put something right here ?” his whispers are soft against your ear, not even the microphones could pick it up. it makes you believe him . it makes you want it.

he pulls your ear between his teeth, sucking at the lobe while his blunt nails scratch the sensitive skin above your pantyline. his thumb skims underneath and he snaps the material making you mewl. he smiles against your skin, closing his eyes to sniff your hair while twisting your nipples.

“your hair smells nice” it’s an off handed compliment but the small praise has you rubbing against his thickness.

“please touch me, sho” you whine, all needy and small. it makes his cock twitch in his sweats.

“i am touching you, baby. don’t you feel me ?” his hips roll upwards, rewarding you with brief friction on your buzzing mound. he continues to kiss your neck and shoulders while his hands twist your nipples and rub along your pantyline.

frustration bubbles beneath your skin. the sensations are simultaneously under and overwhelming.

“more, sho.” you turn to kiss him, running your tongue against his soft lips before delving into his mouth. your hand tugs at his hair, earning a soft grunt from the man but his ministrations never stop. he continues to pinch and pull your nipples at a languid pace and delicately caress your stomach. “please , i want it” you whisper, resting your forehead against his.

“you have no idea how beautiful you sound” his spit soaked lips move against yours, the hand teasing your breast moves to cradle your cheek. “but I can’t read your mind, you have to tell me what you want. can you do that for me ?”

his hand slowly moves from your cheek to wrap around your throat but he doesn’t squeeze. he rests it there, like a collar. your lips meet again but this time he leads the kiss.

“please tell me, sweetheart. i just want to help” his tone is soft but commanding. his dominant aura constricts you, it makes it so easy to slip away into that fuzzy headspace.

“i want to cum. please help me cum shoto” you whine, spreading your legs lewdly and pulling his hand inside your panties.

shoto is happy. his long fingers delve into your wetness then circle your pulsating center.

“see, i knew you could do it. I’m so proud of you baby”. fleeting kisses are pressed against your shoulder just as the digits plunge into your wetness. “let’s get you fixed up , okay ?”

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thepaperpanda · 6 months

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Rock-Solid Wishes || Eijiro Kirishima x f!Reader

Summary: you and the rest of Class 1-A prepare a surprise party for Kirishima

Author: Bear & Cass

A/N: since our beloved Red Riot has a birthday today, we decided to write a little fluffy fic to celebrate the occasion 💗💗

Kirishima Eijiro woke up to the sound of his alarm clock blaring a cacophony of noise in his ear. It was another day, just like any other day, or so he thought. As he stretched and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.

Today was his birthday, a fact he hadn't mentioned to anyone in his class. After all, they were all heroes-in-training with plenty of their own concerns. And birthdays, well, they were just another day, right?

But as he sat up in bed, that nagging feeling persisted. He looked around his room, noticing the familiar posters of his favorite heroes on the walls, and it hit him: he felt alone. It wasn't the kind of loneliness that came from a lack of company; it was the absence of a connection, a feeling of being adrift.

Slipping on his uniform, Kirishima made his way to the common area, still pondering what to do with his day. He'd never been one to seek attention or make a fuss about his own birthday.

"Good morning, Kirishima-kun!” You waved at him from the couch, while enjoying some fancy morning tea that Momo decided to make.

Kaminari approached Kirishima right after your little greeting. "Heey there, man! You are up a little later than usual. You good?"

Kirishima grinned at your greeting, "Morning, Y/N-chan!"

Turning to Kaminari, he chuckled, "Yeah, I guess I slept in a bit. Just needed some extra rest, you know?"

Mina, who was practically bouncing with energy, couldn't help herself, "Hey! How was your night? Did you dream of anything exciting?"

Midoriya chimed in, "Yeah, Kirishima, did you have any cool dreams?"

Kirishima blinked and chuckled, the warmth of his friends' greetings filling the room. "Well, I might have had a dream about climbing a giant, unbreakable mountain, but other than that, it was just a regular night. Thanks for asking, guys!"

Bakugo scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned against the counter. "Only he could dream about something that stupid."

"Giant, unbreakable wall. Sounds just like you, Kirishima. Here, something for a good morning," Momo said, handing him a cup of warm tea.

"Hey, what's with that uniform, man?," Denki asked, wrapping his arm around Kirishima's shoulders and tugging on his tie slightly. "Don't you know we have a day off today? No need to be all fancy today."

Kirishima chuckled at Bakugo's comment. "Well, it's a dream, right? No rules in dreamland."

Taking the cup of tea from Momo, he nodded gratefully, "Thanks, Yaoyorozu!"

He grinned when Denki pointed out his uniform, "Oh yeah? Why? Nevermind. My bad then! Guess I got caught up in the routine. Thanks, dude." Kirishima loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button, feeling more at ease.

Midoriya smiled, "It's nice to have a day off for a change, right, Kirishima? We can just relax and do whatever we want!"

Tokoyami, who had been quietly sipping his tea, added, "Indeed. It's a chance to recharge and be ourselves outside of our hero duties."

"Yes, we can take a break from tests and Aizawa-sensei being scary," you sighed before taking a sip of the delicious tea.

"From what Iida said, Aizawa-sensei was needed somewhere. Some kind of emergency, and since 1-A is the best class there is, Nezu decided to let us have a day off," Sero explained.

"OH! I know! We can go out somewhere! Just have some fun while we have the day off!" Uraraka said excitedly. "Deku, let's go, and we can take Kirishima with us!"

Kirishima grinned at the prospect of a day off from tests and Aizawa's stern supervision. "Yeah, a break from the hero grind sounds awesome."

He chuckled when Sero shared the reason for their day off, "Leave it to Nezu-senpai to come up with a plan like that."

When Uraraka suggested going out for some fun, Kirishima's eyes lit up, "That's a great idea, Uraraka! I'm in! Let's make the most of our day off!"

Mina leaned in, whispering to Uraraka, "Don't forget, we gotta make sure Kirishima has an extra great day today. I'm super curious about his reaction."

"Don't worry. Just let us know when we can bring him back," Uraraka whispered and then turned to Kirishima. "Eijiro, I bet you know about some interesting places we can visit today."

Kirishima nodded, thinking for a moment. "Well, there's this cool park nearby. It's got a really nice walking trail and some fun activities. We could go check that out, or if there's anywhere else you guys want to go, I'm up for it!"

He was eager to spend the day with his friends, especially if it involved having a good time and relaxing.

"Sounds fun! Let's go there, and then we'll see what we can do next. But you should change first, Kirishima," she suggested.

Denki patted his back. "She's right! It would be a shame to get your school uniform all dirty."

Kirishima grinned, appreciating the concern of his friends. "You're right. I'll change into something more suitable for a day of fun at the park. Thanks, guys!"

Kirishima quickly changed into a red T-shirt, black jeans, and a pair of comfortable sneakers. He returned with his usual enthusiastic grin and ready for a day of fun. "All set and ready to go!"

"We are ready too!" Ochaco waved at him while standing near the door with Izuku. "Oh, I am so excited! Let's go, let's go!"

"Have fun, Kirishima-kun! You two as well!" you said loudly.

Kirishima joined Uraraka and Midoriya by the door, and as they headed out, he couldn't help but feel the excitement in the air. "Yeah, let's go have a blast!"

At the park, they had a great time playing on the swings, going for a walk along the picturesque trail, and trying out the various park activities. The day was filled with laughter and fun, a well-deserved break from their hero training.

"Aaaaaaaaaand, they are out," you put your cup away and immediately got up from the sofa. "Mina? Sero? Denki? Do you have everything?" you asked.

The boys nodded eagerly. "Heck yeah, we do! I've never spent so much money on birthday decorations, but for my man Kirishima, it's worth it. I'll go grab them from my room," Denki summed up and ran to his room with Sero right behind him.

"Y/N?" Momo looked at you. "What about the cake? Sato can't join us, and he is the best when it comes to baking."

You only gave her a mischievous smile. "Oh, don't worry, I have plan B!"

Just moments later, you were standing next to Bakugo. "Ooooh, Kachan..."

Bakugo twitched and immediately growled. "Don't call me that! The hell do you want?"

"Well, we need a cake for Kiri, and you are one of the few people who actually know their way around the kitchen, so," you said as sweetly as you could.

"Nope," he shook his head.

Tokoyami looked at them from the couch, "Bakugo, are you saying you can't handle a simple cake? I'll even bet on it."

Mina continued decorating, creating a lively and colorful birthday atmosphere.

You gave him a smug smile, knowing full well this would work.

"I mean, even Izuku can bake a cake, but I guess it's too much for our Great Explosion Murder God, Dynamight."

"Shut up, bird face! And you two weirdo!" Bakugo snapped. "Fine! You want a cake for weird hair, then fine! I need basic stuff and lots of chocolate, and find me Icy-Hot. I'll need his quirk."

"You got it!" Nodding eagerly, you gave a thumbs-up to Tokoyami.

Tokoyami couldn't help but smile as he witnessed Bakugo grudgingly accept the challenge. He knew that Bakugo's pride would push him to prove he could bake a cake.

As he got up to go find Shoto, he was surprised to see Shoto entering the common room with a paper bag in hand. "Well, it seems like everyone's pitching in for Kirishima's birthday. Good timing, Todoroki."

Shoto nodded, his usual calm demeanor. "I heard you need a hand with preparations. I went to the store for paper hats. I thought it would add to the celebration."

"Bakugo needs you," Tokoyami gave Shoto a glance.

Shoto raised an eyebrow, his usual stoic expression revealing a hint of surprise. He hadn't expected Bakugo to ask for his help, but he simply nodded and walked casually toward the kitchen. He was willing to assist since it was for Kirishima's special day.

"I don't need him, but I need his damn quirk," Bakugo rolled his eyes, annoyed. "I'll need it for preparing chocolate."

You quickly ran to your room and brought back all the stuff Bakugo requested for the cake. "Oh, Shoto! Wonderful idea. Paper hats will be perfect. Thank you so much. I just hope Tsu and Iida will be back soon with snacks, and I also got this shooting confetti for everyone."

Shoto approached Bakugo with a somewhat puzzled expression, his head tilted slightly to one side. He wasn't entirely sure how to assist Bakugo in this baking endeavor, but he was eager to help. He quietly awaited instructions, resembling a curious puppy unsure of what to do next. "So?"

Bakugo scoffed and snatched the bag from your hands. "Just follow my lead, Icy-Hot."

You jumped in your place, clapping your hands. Everything was slowly settling in its place like a puzzle! Everyone was eager to make this day special for Kiri.

While the cake was slowly prepared and decorations found their rightful places, you went to Jiro, who promised to prepare a CD for the birthday party.

Shoto continued to work with Bakugo, carefully heating the bowl of chocolate, ensuring it reached the right consistency. He occasionally scooped a bit to taste, emitting a contented hum as he did.

Jiro had finished preparing the CD and had set up the audio equipment in the common room. Everything was coming together nicely for Kirishima's birthday celebration. "I hope he'll like the music," said the girl.

"I bet he will! I picked his favorite bands!" You assured, clapping your hands.

The only sound you could hear in the common room was everyone's chatter as they prepared the surprises. There was also the sound of Bakugo yelling in the kitchen, but it's not like it could surprise anyone.

Everything was coming together as you had planned, and you were so grateful for your friends.

Mina, with the assistance of Tokoyami and Denki, had finished setting up the decorations.

Iida arrived with snacks, further contributing to the festive atmosphere.

Meantime, Kirishima eventually realized he hadn't eaten yet and his stomach rumbled. He turned to his friends. "Hey, how about we return to the dorm? I'm hungry..." The boy asked.

Midoriya nodded, sitting on a swing. "Sure!"

Ochaco checked her phone, seeing information from you and Mina that the party is ready. She poked Izuku and nodded her head, letting him know they could go back.

Back at the dorm, you made sure everything was as it should be. The only thing that made you worried was the cake since it looked like a rock and it was hard.

"Don't worry, dumbass! It's a good cake, it just has a thick layer of chocolate, so it looks like a rock. There's regular sponge cake with cream under it," Bakugo said.

"Wooooow! Look at that! Bakubro is really good in the kitchen! Not only with cooking!" Denki gasped, looking over your shoulder. All you could do is agree with him.

"Everyone! Lights out! Hide and get your confetti cannons, they are almost here!" Iida yelled.

You looked at Denki and quickly went to hide.

Bakugo wasn't really interested, so he just crouched down behind the counter.

Sero turned off the light, and everyone went quiet.

Kirishima, Uraraka, and Midoriya returned to the dorm, and Kirishima couldn't help but feel surprised by the quiet and darkness. Something wasn't clearly okay. "Where is everyone?" Kirishima whispered. "What if something happened when we were gone?!"

Midoriya put his hand on Kirishima's shoulder. "I think it's just the issue with electricity."

"Yes... I will go check," claimed Uraraka.

Quietly, they joined the others, receiving their own confetti cannons and party hats.

You counted to three, and then the lights went on. Everyone jumped out of their hiding spots and yelled, "Happy birthday, Eijiro!" while firing their cannons, bringing a colorful shower upon Kirishima.

Mina was one of the first to reach Kirishima, jumping at him and hugging him tightly, her excitement contagious. "All the best, birthday boy!"

Todoroki unleashed a mix of icy and fiery sparks beside shooting from his confetti cannon, creating a spectacular display.

Tokoyami's Dark Shadow picked Kirishima up, and the entire room erupted in cheers and applause. "Long live the Red Riot!"

Kirishima's eyes lit up with surprise and happiness as he took in the wonderful birthday surprise prepared by his friends. "Oh God, guys!!"

"C'mon! Don't tell us that you thought we forgot," Denki laughed. "How could we forget the birthday of our best buddy!"

You nodded. "Happy Birthday, Eijiro!" you yelled, jumping happily.

"C'mon, put him down. It's cake time," Bakugo said, placing the cake on the table. "You'll need this," he added, handing Kirishima a little wooden hammer.

Kirishima beamed with excitement and gratitude, truly touched by the heartfelt surprise from his friends. "You guys are the best! I had no idea you were planning all this."

He accepted the little wooden hammer from Bakugo, ready to take on the cake. "Thanks, Katsuki! Let's do this!" Kirishima's enthusiasm was infectious, and he raised the wooden hammer, preparing to strike the unique cake.

Everyone watched, excited to see the cake on the inside when the main door suddenly opened, grabbing everyone's attention.

Aizawa walked in, holding Eri by the hand. "Oh, don't mind me. I just brought one more guest who wanted to wish Kirishima a happy birthday. Go on, just like I told you," Shota encouraged.

Eri nodded and walked up to Kirishima. "Happy Birthday, Eijiro! I hope all your wishes will come true!" the girl said.

All the girls melted seeing Eri being a sweetheart, and some of the boys did too!

Kirishima couldn't hold back his emotions as he hugged Eri tightly. "Thank you so much, Eri-chan! That's really sweet of you. I'm so happy you came!"

Dark Shadow started the CD player and some lively music could be heard, and the party continued with laughter, fun, and a heartwarming sense of togetherness.

After sharing the cake and even more wishes, everyone brought Kirishima a gift. Even Eri got him something small. The biggest surprise was that Bakugo actually had a gift for him. The only person who didn't give him a gift was you.

You caught Kirishima and gave him a tight hug. "Happy Birthday, Kiri! I hope you're enjoying yourself! It's your special day!"

Kirishima held you close, feeling truly grateful for the friends he had. "I'm having an amazing day, Y/N. Thanks to all of you, it's the best birthday ever."

"Oh, don't thank me! I couldn't have pulled it off without our wonderful friends!" You giggled, squeezing him as hard as you could. "I'm so happy you like it, Kiri!"

Kirishima sat in his dorm room, feeling content and exhausted after the wonderful surprise party thrown by his friends. He reflected on the day and couldn't help but smile. It had been a birthday to remember, filled with love and laughter. Now, he was ready to rest and recharge for the days to come.

You knocked on the door, waiting for permission to enter.

Kirishima called out from inside, "Come in!"

"Well, hello there, birthday boy," you said, entering the room and closing the door behind yourself. "How do you feel after the great birthday party?"

Kirishima gave you a warm smile. "I feel amazing, honestly. It was the best birthday ever. Thanks to all our friends and, of course, to you for planning it all. I couldn't have asked for a better day."

You walked to him and hugged him tightly. "I was worried you would be upset with us pretending it's just a regular day. You have no idea how happy I am that you enjoyed it so much."

Kirishima returned the hug, holding you close. "Mad? Nah, I thought it was awesome! You all really got me there. And, honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm lucky to have friends like ours, and to have you in my life. It was perfect."

"My Kiri," you smiled and kissed his temple. "Oh! Right! Wait." After a moment, you presented him with a box. "I wanted to give it to you when we are alone."

Kirishima looked at the box, his curiosity piqued. He took it from you and carefully opened it, revealing the contents.

It was a cute, handmade keychain of Crimson Riot. "Happy Birthday again, Eijiro," you said quietly.

Kirishima examined the keychain with a bright smile. "This is amazing! Thank you so much. It's perfect, just like you." He leaned in and gave you a gentle kiss, expressing his gratitude and affection, rubbing his nose against yours later.

You giggled, rubbing your noses together. "I bet you're tired. How about some evening cuddles? Just to cap off this fine day?"

Kirishima nodded, agreeing to the idea of ending his special day with some sweet cuddles. The two of you snuggled up together, finding comfort and warmth in each other's presence, and slowly drifted off to sleep. It truly had been a fantastic birthday, and Eijiro couldn't have asked for a better way to end it.

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