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Okay okay hear me out. Time traveling children. Like Todoroki, Iida, Shinsou and Tamaki casually finding their daughters in their timeline. Like they look at the girls and are just dumbfounded cause "this girl looks like my love child with y/n". And god forbid if the kid slips a "daddy?!" at them. *they all have daughters and todo has twin daughters and you cant change my mind *

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Todoroki for sure has twin daughters! I absolutely love this request by the way!

Daddy?

𓆩⟡𓆪 Includes- shoto todoroki , tenya Iida , hitoshi shinsou , tamaki amajiki x reader. major fluff! surprised/flustered boys!

𓆩⟡𓆪 Warnings- gn! reader. bakugo cussing. slightly implied mature content. making out. kissing. cuddling.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Word Count- 13,565

Part II |

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The winter wind buzzed around the students as they lingered in anticipation of the next match. Class A & B were focused , each group strategizing amongst themselves to prepare for their turn to showcase their progress as heroes.

BANG!

Ground Gamma shook below their feet and the air crackled in the silence that followed the deafening explosion.

Eyes darted fiercely around their environment , students and teachers preparing for another attack on the school as they searched for the cause of the disturbance.

"HA! HAH! Very funny 'rage monster' , What? You can't wait for your match to start before you start blowing things up?" Monoma yelled slyly while he looked around looking for Bakugo.

A deep grunt brought everyone's attention towards the explosive blonde who was off in the distance , already getting a head start to find the villain.

"Are you stupid?! That wasn't my explosion, you 'copy/paste leech'!"

Everyone started to rush after Bakugo and into Ground Gamma prepared to fight off the unknown villain.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

They stopped in front of the slowly dissipating thick pink fog that hid whoever was inside. Aizawa's hair floated above his shoulders as he adjusted his eyes, trying to make out the small figure coming into sight.

Suddenly the fog disappeared, revealing.....

"What the Hell?!" Bakugo screamed trying to grasp the situation.

"Don't cuss there are children here!" Iida Immediately scolded in response.

"Obviously there are children here 'four eyes'! My question is, why?!" he angrily states, annoyed.

Shoto Todoroki:

Two five year old girls stood there clutching at each other's hands in fear as tears rolled down their round cheeks.

Surprised. At the sight of the girls, everyone's nerves calmed down as they tried to understand the situation. Shoto took another glance towards the twins that were now being comforted by All Might and Aizawa.

His heart pounded against his ribcage as he took in their appearance, which became more familiar to him the more traits he saw. The conversations and noise happening around him faded as he was frozen in shock at the sight.

The twins' hair was even split between two colors, one girl had white on her right side and y/h/c on the left and dark gray eyes. While the other girl had y/h/c on the right and crimson red on left and bright turquoise eyes. Their identical noses scrunched up cutely as they tried to calm down, just like yours. The smile that lit up their faces as All Might transformed into his hero form originally belonged to you, and the way they both excitedly squealed was a picture perfect copy of yours.

Izuku was just as quick at piecing together the traits.

"Todoroki, you don't have younger siblings do you?" he timidly asked.

Shoto was still too surprised to answer coherently. Instead he had shook his head 'no' before he glanced your way, Izuku's eyes following suit.

You and Ochaco had been gushing over the twins cuteness, you paused for a brief moment as you noticed his stare and waved happily.

"Those girls look exactly like what I imagine y/n & I's would." he whispered under his breath, Izuku being the only one who could hear.

Shoto still had his eyes trained on you, his mind reeling from the conclusion it had jumped to.

Ecstatic. There was a resounding silence that echoed as a joyful squeal filled the air. One of the girls had managed to see you among the students, and ran as they happily squealed. Your arms had opened as if on instinct, and the small girl jumped into your arms with her face now buried into your shoulder.

"Do you know these kids y/n?" Tsu questioned, her face eyebrows furrowed in thought.

You shook your head 'no' silently in surprise, while offering comforting pats along the small girl's back.

"Daddy!" The other girl screamed and ran straight to Shoto.

The girl in your arms stirred at the sound and looked for her sister, while your heart fluttered. Shoto's eyes were wide as they stared at the small girl now standing in front of him, her arms raised expectantly as she waited.

His cheeks burned with red heat, the train of thought completely stopped as his eyes glanced from the child to you. Even though he had assumptions, The title of "daddy." had caught him off guard and he was slow to recover.

"Daddy?" The girl whimpered, eyes watering.

The shrill of joy waved through him once more, a quick ripple of small flames released before dissipating. The tips of his ears and neck now matched his bright crimson face as he leaned down and picked the girl up in his arms.

"Shoto and y/n have kids!?!?" Kaminari bellowed loudly.

Chaos erupted as Shoto walked over to you with hasty steps, making sure to keep a steady grip on his daughter. Your eyes were wide as he stood next beside you , mentally trying to process now having two daughters out of thin air.

Your mind swirled for answers, but you couldn't help the deep blush that took over your face as Shoto's free hand held yours. The action made your heart flutter loudly in your ears. This isn't the first time you've held hands with your boyfriend, but in this moment you two didn't just look like a cute couple, but instead a family.

Aizawa managed to gain control over the rowdy students, instructing everyone to the dormitories.

"There's obviously no point in continuing classes today while we investigate. I need to inform the principal, Iida, make sure the class acts accordingly." He states firmly with tired eyes.

Confused. After comforting the girls at the dormitory, y/n was able to coax out bits and pieces of information from them. Your subtle questions being simple and easy for the five year olds to understand. His amazement at your ability to be calm and collected in this situation made him confused, he hadn't been able to utter a single word since his brain short-circuited with the simple title acquirement of 'daddy'.

"My name is Yume!" The twin with white and y/h/c hair happily introduced herself to the students.

"And my name is Hikari!" the girl with red and y/h/c joined along.

Everyone gushed over the twins, as they quickly made friends with your classmates. Shoto sat on the couch next to you, gently placed your hand on his own. Both sets of eyes watched on as Yume & Hikari danced along to a song with Mina.

"Yume said a kid at school manifested his quirk and they got sent here." you stated while you gave his hand a quick squeeze.

"Time travel is such a complex quirk for a five year old to have." His eyebrows furrowed at the thought.

Since it was another child who brought them here there was no way of knowing if and when they would return to the right timeline. Thoughts about how this could affect the future weighed down on his shoulders and he grimaced at the lack of information they possessed.

"I know it's sudden, but the most confused and worried out of all of us are those two. We should just try to make them feel safe as possible."

Your eyes locked with his in confidence and at the mere sight of it, a soft smile formed on his lips.

"Well of course, they are our daughters."

Shoto watched as a wide smile grew on your lips and a gentle laugh escaped you. His thoughts were still plagued with questions that desperately wanted answers, but he knew with you by his side everything would work itself out.

He was going to protect his daughters regardless of any threat.

Amazed. He watched you from afar, Izuku's rambles about how the time travel quirk could work brought him out of his thoughts as he tried to pay attention.

His eyes wandered back over to you, Yume and Hikari practically attached to each hip as you flawlessly moved around the kitchen. Amazement settled on his features, even when Hikari had gotten in your way or Yume had tried to open the stove on her own, you handled it effortlessly like a dance.

Glided around the Hikari to grab ingredients. Grabbed Yume's hand and twirled her in another direction. One asked to lick the cookie dough off the spoon, you swiftly complied with a laugh. The other gets impatient, you place a second cookie dough filled spoon in-front of her eyes as if you expected it. Tiny hands tried to reach for the newly baked cookies without you looking, you lightly tapped them away with your fingers and a smile.

How are you so amazing?

Shoto's thoughts were interrupted when a cookie lightly touched his lips. You stood before him, Yume held in your arms as you both smiled happily at him. Yume's hand held out a cookie to his face eagerly, he gave her a bright smile in return and took a big bite of the cookie.

"My Loves, tell him what you just told me." you laugh.

Yume and Hikari beamed. "Daddy gets the first one!"

He coughed viciously as he almost choked on the treat. The three of you had laughed at his response.

Panicked. He had barely caught the girls from falling off the coach, when Eri and them decided to use it as a makeshift trampoline. Their giggles continued as he safely placed them on the ground and tried to chastise them for their actions. When he saw the tiny feet slip and heads spiraling down, his mind raced and his body moved faster than he could think.

Adrenaline was still pumping as he tried to slow the fast beats of his heart. The panicked feeling faded and he returned to where he was sitting by Iida.

"Woah! Who knew you would be such a good father!" Mina exclaimed.

The comment stroked his pride as his eyes softened at the thought.

The giggles continued throughout the lounge area, the three girls happily playing any game that came to mind. Bakugo grunted in annoyance from his seat , glaring daggers into the back of Shoto's head.

Less than an hour had passed before the panic he buried away, rushed back into his heart at tenfold.

An intense game of 'your it' that some of his classmates joined in on, had ended when the twins ran face first into a wall. The girls had been running too fast and didn't have enough time to stop before the impact.

Shoto kneeled down, wiping the tears that rolled down their cheeks. He gently placed comforting pats on their heads as he examined the faces for injuries.

"Heh! Good job letting those idiots run into a wall! Looks like they took after y/n when it comes to being an airhead." Bakugo smirked with amusement.

The hands that were on the twin's cheeks stilled, his eyes went a shade darker in anger that he didn't show. The ice raced behind him at an alarming speed, Bakugo was captured in a thick sheet of ice. Silence filled the air as Shoto slowly stood and turned towards him, the cold glare ran shivers down Bakugo's spine more than the ice on his skin.

The girls took one look at Bakugo's slightly scared expression and their tears suddenly stopped as bubbly laughs filled the tense room.

Fulfilled. After two days passed since Yume & Hikari appeared, you had somehow convinced him into telling his father. Reluctant to do so even after agreeing, he sent one photo with no explanation.

The photo was one Izuku had taken the day before, the four of you were enjoying a picnic outside. Smiles on each of your faces as Shoto stared down lovingly at you, your eyes tilted up at him almost playfully. The girls smiled widely at the bubbles they had just created wands still clenched in their hands.

Immediately after he pressed send his phone erupted in calls from his father and texts that he chose to ignore, instead focusing on the girls picking flowers and handing them to you to make them flower crowns. His heart ached with love that only grew each moment he spent with his small little family.

"Did you talk to him already? That was fast." you questioned him as he returned to his seat next to you.

"There wasn't much to say."

"Suddenly revealing twin daughters 'wasn't much' to say?" your eyebrows furrowed cutely as you stared at him in disbelief.

He gently pressed a finger to your eyebrows , when you gasped.

"Shoto! you did not!" you hit his arm, breaking his thoughts.

"Hm?" he hummed.

"You did not just drop a baby bomb on your father without explaining it."

A sly smirk appeared on his face confirming your thoughts.

Aizawa interrupted the conversation with a sigh that made you gasp from the jump scare.

"Endeavor called to inform us he's on the way here. I was wondering about the urgency, but now it makes sense." he exclaims with a pointed glare at Shoto.

Depressed. That night after Endeavor had left, a faint pink mist started to form around the girls. You drew Shoto's attention to the growing mist as your hand clasped around his.

His heart sank at their figure's being overtaken as the mist turned to a thick fog. He could no longer see their features and he desperately wanted to reach out and yank them into his arms. Shoto's arm rose slightly, face etched in sadness when you stopped him.

"I didn't get to say goodbye." sorrow filled his eyes as the fog faded, the twins no longer hiding within it.

"The future you is greeting them right now."

Silence settled between you as you embraced him in a hug, tightly holding on to him in hopes you could ease the loss.

"I thought when they went home I would be relieved they had returned safely, but I already miss having them around."

He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.

Optimistic. The rest of that night was filled with needy cuddles in shoto's dorm. Sleep eventually took you both into a land filled with dreams of your future family and when the sun once again rose in the morning, Shoto felt more optimistic about his future than the previous night.

"Good Morning, how are you feeling?" you questioned, eyebrows furrowed in worry.

He smirked, placing a finger in between your eyebrows.

"Better."

"Yeah?" you were still worried about him.

"Yes. It isn't goodbye forever, as soon as you get pregnant I'll see them again." A sly smirk played on his lips at your shocked expression.

You slap him hard on the chest as he laughed. "We aren't rushing anything!"

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｡･:*˚:✧｡ Bonus Scene:

Endeavor was so shocked at the photo he received that tears burst from eyes. The sight shocked Hawks into landing beside him and awkwardly consoling the number one hero with a pat on the back.

"What's wrong?"

"Wrong?!" his tears stop. "Nothing's wrong, it's good news! I'm a grandfather!" He states shoving the photo into hawks' vision.

"HA HA! That's amazing!"

"Shoto won't answer me back though, I have a feeling he wouldn't let me meet them if I asked."

"Why not just take a trip to the school to visit?"

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Shoto frowned at the sight of his father in the lounge, an equally deep frown staring back at him.

He was ready for his father to get angry and become violent at any moment, the air felt thick with the tension in the room.

"Where's my grandkids?" Endeavor asked after a few beats of silence.

"What?" he was shocked as no anger was radiating from the man in front of him .

Yume & Hikari peeked at the scene from the hallway and ran happily into the room at the sight of their grandfather. You had tried to chase after them, but it was of no use. You sent an apologetic smile Shoto's way knowing your boyfriend wanted to assess his reactions before allowing the girls to meet him.

"Grandpa!" The girls screamed jumping into his arms, as he shockingly held onto them his heart filling warm at the sight of the two girls.

"You know who I am?"

"Duh! We see you all the time!" Hikari replied sassily.

"Yeah! The last time we saw you we told you how we were gonna be big sisters." Yume giggled

"What?!" you choked out, surprised.

"Future you said we are going to have a baby brother soon!"

Endeavor cried happily with the girls in his arms as you struggled to breathe at the sudden information.

"You cried just like this too!" Hikari laughed happily.

Tenya Iida:

A six year old girl stood before them silently taking in her new surroundings.

Puzzled. At the sight of the girl, his nerves have calmed as he tried to understand the situation as it unraveled around them. The fact a young girl had greeted them instead of a villainous attack caused everyone to relax too quickly, he was hesitant to drop his guard completely. The thought of a villain deceiving them played out too well in his head to ignore the possibility.

The teachers visibly relaxed at the sight of the girl, they whispered amongst themselves quickly planning to address the situation. Tenya took another glance towards the girl , tears rolled down her cheeks while being comforted by All Might and Aizawa.

His eyes widened in recognition, while the deafening sound of his pounding heart echoed into his eardrums. He took in the girl's appearance, which became more familiar to him the more traits he saw. Tenya's mind raced through a million miles per minute, his body became stiff beside Izuku whose mumbled voice drifted farther away in his mind.

The girl's hair stopped just above her shoulders, the dark blue hue almost looked black in the light. Her eyes shined from the moisture of the tears, the unmistakable y/e/c irises reflected the worry she felt in the moment. The worry subsided when All Might reassured the girl who cried in his arms that she was not in trouble, and they were there to help her. Her relieved smile brightened up the room around her, identical to you. Your ear shape caught his eye as she tucked a strand of hair behind it, and before he had caught the most important detail Izuku ripped him from his thoughts.

Izuku's firm grip held his shoulders as he shook him slightly. He received a perplexed stare in return before he sighed in relief and released his shoulders.

Just as the girl's appearance pulled Tenya, Izuku had also noticed the unmistakable features.

"Iida, do you have a younger relative ?" he timidly asked, gesturing over to the girl's calves.

Tenya's gaze drifted back to the girl, the small engines barely noticeable on your calves. A quirk that ran throughout his family line for generations wasn't known to be seen in someone who wasn't directly related to the engine family.

"If I do, they haven't been introduced to the rest of the family."

Izuku's eyebrows furrowed in thought as Tenya's eyes searched for yours.

You and Momo had been talking about the sudden appearance of the girl, and how she reminded you of Iida. You paused in the middle of your sentence for a brief moment as you noticed his stare and happily sent a loving smile his way.

"From what I noticed the child has both y/n & I's traits, almost as if she is our love child." He whispered towards Izuku, assured that no-one else could hear the sensitive topic.

He turned towards you once again, his mind reeling from the thought's of a miracle love child formed between the two of you.

Flustered. The thoughts continued to plague his mind, the idea of a child, your child made his palms grow sweaty and the feeling of electricity shot through his joints. He pushed the thoughts aside for the moment, not expecting his dark blue eyes to directly meet smaller y/e/c eyes from across the room. The girl's eyes widened, her quirk taking effect with excitement as she ran towards instantly.

"Daddy!" The girl exclaimed when she had jumped into his arms, small hands clenched on to his shoulders.

Silence filled the air for a few seconds before the thunderous chaos ensued from the classmates.

"Someone as strait-laced as him is a teen father?!"

"They do say looks are deceiving."

"She does look almost exactly like him!"

The conversations swarmed his ears as he tried to answer the abundance of questions that were thrown at him. His throat felt constricted, the shock of the girl claiming him as her father rendering him speechless. Warmth spread through his face and down his neck, a deep shade of crimson taking hold while his pulse quickened beyond measure. The thought that he could very well faint raced through his mind as he tightened the hold around his daughter.

"HEY! SONIC KNOCKOFF! YOU GONNA EXPLAIN THIS SHIT?!" Bakugo roared with annoyance, ready to continue the matches.

Before he could respond to the explosive blonde, the girl in his arms turned to glare at the boy.

"You said a bad word! Are you even a hero? Hero's shouldn't say bad words, be better!" She scolded him with a stern expression.

During the chaos that ensued, you had made your way to him quickly finding your spot at his side. A reassuring hand reached out to grab his, as you rubbed comforting circles into the tense muscles.

"Everyone! Quiet!" Aizawa yelled with anger, his hair raising off his shoulders and eyes glowing blood red.

The girl in his arms stiffened at the sound and looked at her father with fear, he wordlessly rubbed her back in comfort. The once rowdy students followed the teachers order as everyone became stiff and looked at the pro hero.

"Classes are dismissed for the day as we investigate, return to the dormitories. Also, just to be clear. If you don't act accordingly and behave there will be consequences, understand Bakugo?" He glanced at the blonde who was frustrated at the fact the matches were now postponed.

A scoff angrily left the boy as the students dispersed from Ground Gamma and returned to the dormitories. Mina had eagerly walked over to the new found family, happily introducing herself to the young girl who was now walking in-between the couple clasping one of each parent.

"Hey sweetie! My name is Mina, what's yours?"

"Toshimi Iida." She replied happily.

Displeased. After returning to the dormitory, the tension and chaos from the unexpected child had settled. You introduced each of the classmates to Toshimi as she coaxed out information from her subtly. Laughter pulled his attention to where Izuku's fainted figure was on the floor and Ochaco's glowing crimson face as her stuttering increased. From what he gathered, when you lead the girl over to them Toshimi had joyfully addressed them as aunt and uncle. He watched as you kneeled towards the child and easily explained that she shouldn't reveal too much of the future to them in way the six year old would understand.

"I'm sorry." The girl apologized to the embarrassed couple with her head bowed.

"It's alright! Honestly!" Ochaco assured her face was still glowing with heat.

Everyone continued to gush over the girl, as she quickly made friends with your classmates. Tenya sat deep in thought on the couch, you gently placed your hands on his shoulders and squeezed them reassuringly. The attention was captivated by Toshimi as she explained the events leading up to her arrival in the past.

"My daddy took me to visit his agency, but a bad guy showed up! Obviously daddy captured him!" She said with pride before continuing.

"I saw a marble fall from the villain when he got captured, so I picked it up and was going to bring it to my dad when it broke in my hands." Tears started to roll her cheeks as she remembered her father screaming and running towards her with an outstretched hand.

Y/n walked over to the girl and pulled her into a comforting hug, rocking slightly to help ease the tears.

"You are safe now, everything will be okay." you stated as your gaze traveled to your boyfriend, knowing the story had upset him as well.

A displeased frown formed on his lips, knitted eyebrows and stern eyes greeted you.

"I should have been faster and rescued her."

Your lips pouted at the confession, mind blanking on what to say in order to ease the frustration growing within him.

"That's something for the future Iida to worry about, don't you think? Instead you should just focus on her now, keep her happy and safe the way you would want her to be." Tokoyami calmly stated, back leaning against the wall where he stood.

Since it was a villain's quirk or tool that had brought her here there was no way of knowing how or when she would return to the future with the limited knowledge about the quirk. Obsessing over details wouldn't help nor change anything.

"Tokoyami... You're absolutely right."

Your eyes locked with him again as they now shined in confidence, the sight warmed your body and brought tears to your eyes.

"Y/n if you start crying then Toshimi will cry again too." He exclaimed, startled at your tears.

Tenya watched as you wiped your eyes and a heartfelt laugh escaped you. His thoughts were still plagued with self displeasure, but he shook them away knowing everything would be okay with you by his side.

He will just need to remember to train even harder when he has kids he noted to himself.

Amazed. He watched you from across the room, the discussion about the time travel quirk happening around him falling on deaf ears. Todoroki placed a hand on his shoulder to draw him from his thoughts for a moment.

"You okay?" He simply questioned.

"Of course."

His eyes wandered back over to you, Toshimi practically attached to your hip while you and some of your classmates sat comfortably watching the Disney movie. Amazement settled on his features, even though a child was sprung into your life you hadn't faltered in your love for the girl. You effortlessly care for her in a way that could only come natural to you.

Singing along with her to the songs that blasted through the tv speakers. Grabbing Toshimi's hand and twirling her around the room, once 'I've got a dream' started playing earning her a big smile. When the girl's tiny hand absentmindedly reached into an empty bowl of popcorn, you swiftly switched the bowl with a full one you prepared in advance. Your nimble hands braided her hair effortlessly when she asked upon seeing Rapunzel's braid, you laughed lightly at the girl's excitement upon seeing your hard work.

You are amazing.

Tenya's thoughts were interrupted when a tiny hand tugged at him. Toshimi stood before him, cheerful eyes gazed at him while tugging at the hand she held in hers. His smile beamed down at her as he gripped her hand lightly.

"Yes Toshimi?" he asked sweetly.

"Daddy, the important part is coming! Come watch it with us!" She beams.

His ears burned red with heat as his face quickly flushed at the request. His stunned eyes looked towards the coach where you sat, laughing silently as you watched him.

Tenya let his daughter lead him over to the coach where he sat beside you, the girl deciding to sit in his lap as you lean your head on his shoulder.

I could get used to this.

Overwhelmed. He had just chased her around outside in a game of tag, before finally catching the girl and pulling her into his arms. Her giggles echoed in the air as he twirled her in a circle before lowering her back down to the ground.

The girl tapped his leg, yelling a quick "you're it!" as she ran away from him once again. Her laughter reached his ears as he watched her run carefree around, swiveling around the trees.

"Woah! She has a lot of energy!" Izuku exclaimed breathlessly from behind him. Two hours of continuous running wore down his green haired friend.

The abundance of energy wasn't surprising to him, given she shared his engine quirk. He remembered how energetic he was at her age, often chasing his older brother Tensai around for hours. He pushed the thought away as he plunged into action again, not using his quirk in order for the girl to run happily as long as she wanted.

A few hours had passed and Tenya had only returned to the dormitory thirty minutes ago with his daughter in hand. However, the girl bounced on the balls of her feet before running around the building chasing down Kirishima and Tokoyami in a new game of tag.

He let out a tired sigh as he leaned back against the couch, his eyes closed from exhaustion. No matter how much energy he had as a kid, his daughter's endurance outmatched his by tenfold.

"She wore you out already?" you laughed, gentle hands reached out and fixed his tousled hair.

"The level of energy she possesses is overwhelming. Even when I was her age I would eventually get tired, but she just keeps going."

You sat beside him, a small smile formed on your lips at the thought of a young Tenya playing so much that he exhausted himself. A laugh escaped you , forcing his eyes open as he looked at you questioningly.

"I probably should have told you that when I was a kid I had so much energy I was practically bouncing off the walls. It might have stopped you from suggesting a game of tag." You laughed remembering how tired your parents often were in your younger years.

"It seems yours plus mine resulted in the world's most energetic future hero." He says happily, still reeling from the exhaustion that weighed on his body.

A crash from the floor above echoed to their ears, a grimace formed on both of your faces as you knew it had to involve your daughter. He stood quickly ignoring his already sore muscles as he made his way towards the sound.

"We should probably enlist Hagakure's help. if she places hide and seek with her it will eventually wear her out." You explained to him.

He looked at you as a laugh escaped him, before he reached over and pulled you into a hug. You had so simply come up with a solution that had left him feeling powerless. He couldn't have chosen a more perfect person to have a family with.

Thankful. After two days passed since Toshimi's appearance, the three of you were settled into a routine. He would wake her up and pass her along to you while he prepared breakfast. You would cook dinner while he entertained her with board games. You would tuck her into bed at night while he read her to sleep.

A sudden frown replaced the smile that graced her face a moment before. Tenya stiffened at the sight, quickly trying to piece together the cause for the sudden change.

"What's wrong princess?" he asked delicately, patting her head.

You shifted near the bed with your knees on the floor, laying a comforting hand over your daughters.

"I miss home, and my friends and Takashi."

"Takashi?" Tenya questioned.

"Big brother." She pouted.

Guilt ran through him, his thoughts from the other day rushing back into his mind. He inwardly cursed his future-self for not paying enough attention to her at that moment, for not being fast enough to rescue her.

You noticed the conflicted feelings wash over your boyfriend's face, as your eyes drifted back towards your daughter a pout still settled on her lips. You hummed in thought before finding the right words to comfort the little girl.

"Toshimi, who do you think the best hero is?" you hummed.

"Daddy!"

"Exactly! And the best hero is definitely going to bring you back home. There's no need to worry, okay? I promise everything will be just fine."

You pressed your lips to her temple for a goodnight kiss, your hand squeezed her gently to reassure her. When you had pulled back from your daughter you noticed that Tenya's face had relaxed at your words as well, and you happily leaned over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek.

The girl's eyes closed as she quickly drifted off to sleep, leaving her parents in the silence of the room. His gaze never left yours , wordlessly stunned by how you handled the situation better than he could have.

"You really believe in me that much?" his eyes softened as a small blush formed on his cheeks.

"Of course I do."

"I'm so thankful to have you with me y/n."

He leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your soft lips, making your heart beat faster and you breathe catch in your throat. The kiss was warm and loving, filled with every ounce of affection he held for you , showing just truly thankful he was to be by your side. He left you breathless and wanting more when he pulled away.

Satisfied. That night you camped on the floor of his room, letting your daughter keep the bed to herself. You were both settled in the sleeping bags, your eyelids grow heavy as you started to drift off to sleep. He watched your sleeping figure and felt himself relax at the sight.

Tenya finally let his tired eyes close as he drifted off into the darkness of the night, only to be awoken a few moments later to the dim light as a pink fog formed around his daughter. He sleepily watched as the fog expanded and thickened in density, the figure of the girl became harder to see and he could just barely make out the lines of a taller figure standing above the bed and holding the girl to his chest.

The image disappeared in a flash as the pink fog deepened and then receded quickly, an empty bed left in its place. He couldn't help but smile at the thought that his daughter was now safely back home and that she would wake up to her parents in the morning. The smile deepened when he thought about the figure that had appeared in the fog, knowing that it must have been his future-self.

His heart filled with joy as his eyes closed once again letting the darkness take over his mind as he drifted off to sleep, finally at peace.

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"Tenya! Tenya!"

"Wake up!"

"Tenya!"

You desperately shook his shoulder , anxiety laced in your voice as you called out to him in his dreams.

When you had awoken to the morning light shining on your face and not to his gentle deep morning voice like before , you were confused. Then the sight of an empty bed where your daughter had been caused your heart to sink, you quickly jumped out of your sleeping bag and looked around the room for her.

The search had been fruitless, and as you now kneeled by Tenya's sleeping figure forcing him awake with your worry. His eyebrows furrowed together as sleepy eyes opened to greet you.

"Y/N?" his deep morning voice still thick with sleep questioned.

"She's not in bed, we have to go find her!" your mind raced as thousands thoughts swirled around your head.

"What if she ran away because of how upset she was last night?"

"Y/N-"

"How did the door opening not wake us up? I'm a light sleeper!" you interrupted him.

His heavy laugh filled the air and brought you out of your anxiety filled rambles. You watched as he put his glasses back on and he blinked away the remaining feelings of sleep that was holding onto him.

"I hate to break it to you, but you are definitely not a light sleeper by any means y/n." He laughed happily to himself.

"Is that really important right now?" You huffed out with a pink dust forming on your cheeks.

"She's back home."

your eyes widened and eyebrows rose in a questioning shock, your mind processing the information as you tried to ask him questions but you couldn't get the words to form. He noticed your shocked expression and how your mind must have been reeling from the sudden transition.

"After you went to sleep last night, the fog reappeared and took her back home. She's safe and probably woken up by now thinking the last few days were nothing but a bad dream." He explained.

You sighed in relief as the two of you shared a loving hug, the morning light still shining through the small slit in the curtains framing both of your figures. He looked at you in awe, before placing a tender kiss on your forehead.

"I love you y/n."

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｡･:*˚:✧｡ Bonus Scene:

You walked towards Tenya's room noticing Toshimi's laugh echoing out into the hallway, the crack in the doorway allowed for you to peek through slightly.

Toshimi continued to giggle as she desperately tried to place the facemask on Tenya's face with her tiny hands. Tenya's glasses were off his face and his hair was pulled back by a fuzzy cat headband, a soft smile plastered on his face making the corners of his eyes crinkle. The pure affection that glowed in his eyes caused your body to still at the sight, the heat coursing through your body traveled to your fingertips engulfing them in a pink hue. You pushed away the oughts as you swung open the door , making your presence known.

He jerked his head in the direction of the noise, dark blue eyes meeting your y/e/c ones. Hair still pulled from his face, a slight shine covering his facial features from where your daughter had tried to attach the face mask. You eyed the products on the desk and in your daughter's hands as she excitingly picked what she was going to try next.

"I thought I was missing some selfcare products! so this is where they ran off to?!" You teased.

"I'm sorry! I just wanted to give daddy a makeover!" She giggled.

"Well in that case, can I help?"

"Yes!"

She all but dragged you over to her workstation in the form of Tenya's desk and started to place items in your hands as she explained what she was going to do next to the man in the seat. He listened intently to her words with soft eyes and a loving smile that made your heart flutter the more you looked upon it.

"Daddy, after the makeover you're going to be the most handsome hero." Toshimi boasted about her skills.

"I think daddy already is sweetie, but we can make him even more handsome."

Tenya tensed in his seat , the blistering heat radiating from his cheeks at the words. He shyly massaged the back of his neck with closed eyes as he tried to repress the growing blush. You two were going to send him into cardiac arrest one of these days.

Hitoshi Shinsou:

A five year old girl stood before them, tears rolling down her round cheeks as she cried.

Surprised. At the sight of the girls, everyone's nerves calmed down as they tried to understand the situation. Hitoshi took another glance towards the girl that was now being comforted by All Might and Aizawa.

His heart pounded against his ribcage as he took in their appearance, which has become more familiar to him the more traits he saw. The conversations and noise happening around him faded as he was frozen in shock at the sight.

The girls hair was a light indigo color, with bright y/e/c eyes the irises white just like his. Her nose scrunched up cutely as she to calmed down, just like yours. The smile that lit up her face as All Might transformed into his hero form originally belonged to you, and the way she excitedly squealed was a picture perfect copy of yours.

Izuku was just as quick at piecing together the traits.

"Shinsou, you don't have younger siblings do you?" he timidly asked.

Hitoshi was still too surprised to answer coherently. Instead he had shook his head 'no' before he glanced your way, Izuku's eyes following suit.

You and Ochaco had been gushing over the girl's cuteness, you paused for a brief moment as you noticed his stare and waved happily.

"Those girls look exactly like what I imagine y/n & I's would." He whispered under his breath, Izuku being the only one who could hear.

Hitoshi still had his eyes trained on you, his mind reeling from the conclusion it had jumped to.

Panicked. There was a resounding silence that echoed as a joyful squeal filled the air. The girl had managed to see you among the students, and ran as she happily squealed. Your arms had opened as if on instinct, and the small girl jumped into your arms with her face now buried into your shoulder.

"Do you know this girl y/n?" Tsu questioned, her face eyebrows furrowed in thought.

You shook your head 'no' silently in surprise, while offering comforting pats along the small girl's back.

"Daddy!" The girl screamed again, looking towards Hitoshi from her place on your shoulder.

The girl in your arms stirred as she struggled to get out of your grip, you slowly let her down towards the ground being careful that she wouldn't fall. Once her feet hit the ground she ran towards him with outstretched hands, excitement bubbled on her face as she took in the sight of him.

"Daddy?" The girl whimpered, eyes watering.

The shrill of panic waved through him once more, his hands becoming sweaty in his pockets from the heat his body was producing. The tips of his ears and neck now matched his bright crimson face as he leaned down and picked the girl up in his arms.

"Shinsou and y/n have a kid!?!?" Kaminari bellowed loudly.

Chaos erupted as Hitoshi walked over to you with hasty steps, making sure to keep a steady grip on his daughter. Your eyes were wide as he stood next beside you , mentally trying to process now having a daughter out of thin air.

Your mind swirled for answers, but you couldn't help the deep blush that took over your face as Hitoshi's free hand held yours. The action made your heart flutter loudly in your ears. This isn't the first time you've held hands with your boyfriend, but in this moment you two didn't just look like a cute couple, but instead a family.

Aizawa managed to gain control over the rowdy students, instructing everyone to the dormitories.

"There's obviously no point in continuing classes today while we investigate. I need to inform the principal, Iida, make sure the class acts accordingly." He states firmly with tired eyes.

Intrigued. Y/N had decided to go back with him to his dorm instead of the class 1-A dorm, deciding separating wouldn't be good for the girl now in your care. After comforting the girl at the dormitory, y/n was able to coax out bits and pieces of information from her. Your subtle questions being simple and easy for the five year old to understand. His amazement at your ability to be calm and collected in this situation made him Intrigued, he hadn't been able to utter a single word since his brain short-circuited with the simple title acquirement of 'daddy'.

"My name is Nozomi!" the girl happily introduced herself to the students.

"How cute!"

Everyone gushed over the girl, as she quickly made friends with his classmates. Hitoshi sat on the couch next to you, gently placed your hand on his own. Both sets of eyes watched on as Nozomi danced along the room playing with the classmates she met.

"Nozomi said a villain hit her with his quirk while she was watching us fight." you stated while you gave his hand a quick squeeze.

"Time travel is such a strong quirk, and to think a villain had it and used it on our daughter is worrying." His eyebrows furrowed at the thought.

Since it was a villain who brought her here there was no way of knowing if and when they would return to the right timeline, or what their goals were in doing this in the first place. Thoughts about how this could affect the future weighed down on his shoulders and he grimaced at the lack of information they possessed.

"I know it's sudden, but I think we could be good parents while she is here, don't you think so too?"

Your eyes locked with his in confidence and at the mere sight of it, a soft smile formed on his lips.

"Well of course, she is our daughter."

Hitoshi watched as a wide smile grew on your lips and a gentle laugh escaped you. His thoughts were still plagued with questions that desperately wanted answers, but he knew with you by his side everything would work itself out.

He wanted to enjoy every moment he spent with you and his daughter, while the three of you played house in his dorm.

Loved. He watched you from afar, his classmates rambling about how the time travel quirk could work brought him out of his thoughts as he tried to pay attention.

His eyes wandered back over to you, Nozomi practically attached to your hip as you flawlessly moved around the kitchen. Amazement settled on his features, even when Nozomi had gotten in your way or had tried to open the stove on her own, you handled it effortlessly like a dance.

Glided around the Nozomi to grab ingredients. Grabbed the girl's hand and twirled her in another direction. She asked to lick the cookie dough off the spoon, you swiftly complied with a laugh. Tiny hands tried to reach for the newly baked cookies without you looking, you lightly tapped them away with your fingers and a smile.

How are you so amazing?

Hitoshi's thoughts were interrupted when a cookie lightly touched his lips. You stood before him, Nozomi held in your arms as you both smiled happily at him. Nozomi's hand held out a cookie to his face eagerly, he gave her a bright smile in return and took a big bite of the cookie.

"My Love, tell him what you just told me." you laugh.

Nozomi beamed. "Daddy gets the first one!"

He coughed viciously as he almost choked on the treat. The two of you had laughed at his response.

Lonely. That night after Aizawa had left with Eri, a faint pink mist started to form around the girls. You drew Hitoshi's attention to the growing mist as your hand clasped around his.

His heart sank at their figure's being overtaken as the mist turned to a thick fog. He could no longer see their features and he desperately wanted to reach out and yank them into his arms. Hitoshi's arm rose slightly, face etched in sadness when you stopped him.

"I didn't get to say goodbye." Sorrow filled his eyes as the fog faded, the girl no longer hiding within it.

"The future you is greeting her right now."

Silence settled between you as you embraced him in a hug, tightly holding on to him in hopes you could ease the loss.

"I thought when they went home I would be relieved that she had returned safely, but I already miss having her around."

He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.

Eager. The rest of that night was filled with you cuddling your boyfriend in his dorm, comforting him despite the sudden arrival and loss of his daughter. His arms wrapped lazily around you in his sleep as the morning sun shined brightly through his balcony doors.

"Good Morning, how are you feeling?" you questioned, eyebrows furrowed in worry.

He smirked, placing a finger in between your eyebrows.

"Better."

"Yeah?" you were still worried about him.

"If you want to make me feel even better than I do right now, you can agree to having Nozomi right after we graduate high school."

"We'll think about that after you graduate into the hero program." You tease.

"With that kind of motivation how could I lose?" He laughed nuzzling into your neck.

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｡･:*˚:✧｡ Bonus Scene:

He woke up to the feeling of an empty bed as he reached out his hand searching for his daughter and you. His tired eyes slowly opened, drifting lazily over the dark room looking for the missing figures only to meet with emptiness, his eyes darted toward the clock to see 1:52 reflected brightly on the digital screen.

He got out of bed and went looking for the bodies missing from his bed, tired feet carrying him towards the kitchen where he heard slight movement in the middle of the night.

His body stopped suddenly when he took in the image in front of him , you and Nozomi were dancing in your pajamas in the middle of the kitchen. The air pods split up between the two of you as you both trailed happily around in the stove's glow as it was the only light brightening up the kitchen ground. He watched amused, careful not to make a sound as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms with a smug expression taking over his face.

Your dancing continued for a few more moments before you suddenly turned his way, eyes instantly catching the figure standing in the darkness as shock washed over your face. Your sudden stop made your daughter stop as well as she looked in the direction your eyes were gazing towards before a blush crept onto her face at the sight of her father.

Hitoshi and you stared at each other in silence and disbelief for a few moments as you thought about what to say to your boyfriend when the oven timer beeps interrupting your thoughts.

"We got hungry and made late night brownies." You say shyly.

"Would you like some?"

"Only if you two promise the next time you decide to have a dance party In the kitchen you invite me to." He smirks happily as he makes his way closer to you.

Tamaki Amajiki:

A seven year old girl stood before them with confusion written on her face as she took in her surroundings.

Anxious. The unsettling feeling of anxiety racked over his body as he heard the principal's voice call his name along with yours on the speaker system, directing the two of you to head towards Ground Gamma. His hand shook as he walked next to you in the hallway, as far as he knew there were no exercises that they had been made aware of and were assisting in. So why are they suddenly calling just the two of you out there?

You clasped his hand in yours as you two walked side by side, a slight blush formed on his cheeks before quickly receding due to his anxious thoughts. You took in the sight of his knitted eyebrows and creased forehead as you glanced from the side, his anxiety gnawing on your emotions as you felt the need to reassure him.

"Takami, I don't think it's anything to worry about. Just remember I'm here for you okay?"

"Thank you Y/N, I'm sorry I get nervous so easily."

"Don't be, we are a couple and couples rely on each other when they need comfort so that's not something you need to say sorry for." you reassured him before you both continued on your way.

The cold winter air bristled your skin as you walked towards Ground Gamma. You sniffled as another sharp breeze wrapped around your body, Tamaki's hand releasing from yours suddenly as you shivered from the loss of heat. The thick U.A blazer was placed firmly on your shoulders, you blinked and glanced over to the boy at your side who now only stood in his short sleeve uniform shirt. He gave a shy half-smile before extending his hand out to you once more, which you took happily relishing in the warmth that radiated off his skin.

The appearance of the erasure hero came into view as they got closer to their destination. Briskly walking the last few steps to meet the teacher in front of them, Aizawa's stern tired eyes met theirs as they faintly heard the sounds of the year one students fighting against each other.

"Aizawa sensei, did you need our help with another exercise?" You questioned.

He stayed silent for a moment pondering on his answer before simply stating "No."

"Then sir , why are we here?"Tamaki asked with confusion written clearly on his face.

The teacher observed the two for a moment before releasing a long sigh and jutting his head in the direction behind him. His gaze was drawn to a young girl sitting in All Might's lap as she happily listened to him tell her stories. Her long indigo hair reached just below her waist, her delicate finger moving a few strands behind her elfish-like ears. The bright y/e/c eyes shined with amazement at something she just heard from the retired number one hero.

The similarities shook him to his core, she crinkled by the child's as she smiled were exactly the same as yours. The nose he had gotten so used to see on your face now rested on the girl in question, and her bubbly laughter made his stomach sink because the only person he ever heard with laughter as sweet and honeyed as that was from your lips.

"She appeared while we were setting up for the next round of class matches, after asking her some questions we were able to briefly understand what was going on." Aizawa started to explain to them.

"I don't understand-" You started.

"Is that girl-? Is she-? She looks like our future love child."Tamaki stutters out, interrupting you.

Your eyes widened at the statement glancing over at Aizawa to see him nod his head in confirmation of the claim. You looked over to the girl once more taking in her features as you start to notice the remarkable similarity she has to the two of you that you hadn't taken into account beforehand.

"She introduced herself as Meiko Amajiki, the daughter of Suneater and y/h/n. Would you like to meet her?"

Tamaki nervously shakes his head in reply as his hand reaches out for yours once more. You accept it graciously and your thumb rubs circles into the back of his hand to calm him and yourself as the three make their way to the child.

Flustered. The tension crackled in the air like electricity the closer he got to the girl happily playing in All Might's lap. His footsteps echoed into his ears as he walked on the pavement, panicked eyes plastered to his shoes not willing himself to look up as thoughts overwhelmed his mind. A love child from the future suddenly dropped into their lives, would he even be able to take care of her the same way his future-self would? Would she cry when she saw him ? He's never been that great at babysitting.

The singsong voice resounded caused him to tense as she called out and rejoiced in the excitement at seeing the younger form of her parents. Her wide sparkling eyes met his as she looked up from his feet in shock at the child running towards him, arms wide open ready to jump into his arms at any moment.

"Daddy!" The girl cheered as he tightly wrapped his arms around her when she jumped at his figure.

The dazzling smile she praised lit up his world like sunlight, he turned crimson in awe of the brightness that engulfed him from the girl in his arms. He never experienced something quite as beautiful and warm as the feeling of love he felt from his future daughter, it made him in freeze place not knowing what to do next in the situation.

"Daddy?" The girl questioned upon seeing his tensed reactions.

You took over the situation with ease. You directed the girl's attention towards you, noticing that Tamaki was lost in thought as the blistering crept to the points of his ears and down his neck. You waved your hand in greeting, a wide smile placed on your lips as you spoke.

"Hi Meiko! We are so excited to see you!"

"But daddy isn't talking.."

"Daddy is just so amazed at how beautiful you are that it shocked him for a moment sweetheart."

"Oh! Like when he sees you walk down the stairs on date night?!" The girl questioned happily as you choked on air.

"That's right!"

Her laughter filled your ears as Tamaki looked between you two in awe, eyes brimming with tears at the sudden family. The acquired role of a father being placed on his shoulders, his face still blistered from the heat rushing throughout his body not yet used to being addressed as daddy.

Tamaki wordlessly brushed his hand through the soft tresses of his daughter's hair, looping strands around his fingers as he played with it. Contemplating how such a beautiful child could be the by-product of anything he created in the world , but then remembering you was obviously the reason for why your daughter had grown into such a lovely child.

"Meiko, I'm really happy to meet you." He said softly , his eyes lowering in bliss.

Meiko bubbled with giggles as she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck and engulfed him in a tight hug. The conversation is still going on between you and Meiko as she released herself from the sudden hug and looked back to you with sparkling eyes , voice animated as she rambled about her new favorite tv show.

"Amajiki , we are going to let the two of you look after her while she's here. She'll be more comfortable around people she knows rather than strangers, while we continue looking into how to return her home." Aizawa explained with a tired expression.

"I'll take care of her!" Tamaki confidently confirmed shocking you beside him.

Tamaki's confidence suffered greatly on a day to day basis ,but when it mattered he was able to completely shut off the negative thoughts that plagued his mind and become the bright hero you have come accustomed to seeing on missions. A soft smile formed on your lips as you took onto the sight of your boyfriend holding your daughter in his arms with a stern look of resolve washed over his features.

"In that case, Meiko, are you ready to go to the dormitory with us?" You asked brightly.

"Yes Please!"

She worked her way out of Tamaki's strong hold on her as she jumped down from his arms , he looked distraught from the sudden loss of holding his daughter in his arms while his hands shook slightly.

Meiko reached out both her hands to grab onto each of her parents, adjusting herself in the middle of the couple as she prepared herself for the walk to the dormitory. When the couple didn't admittedly start walking to their destination, she gazed up with a questioning look at her parents. Tamaki's face returned to the crimson hue as the blush crept back on to his features at the girl's actions, the thought didn't escape him that they really looked like a family like this each holding one of her hands as they walked happily.

His happy family.

Fascinated. After returning to the dormitory, y/n was able to gather more information out of the girl. The subtle way of getting to know your future daughter without putting pressure on her amazed him as he watched from the sidelines. He took note of the things the girl mentioned she liked and what she disliked as they talked as well as the expressions she would make that reminded him so much of yours whenever he would see you get excited about a particular topic.

"Meiko, how did you end up getting here anyways?" Tamaki asked cautiously.

The bubbly girl stopped for a moment deep in thought over the question she was asked, her hands clapped together as she started to explain the story to the both of them.

"I was visiting the park with uncle Mirio, and when I was playing with a kid her quirk suddenly activated. The next thing I knew I was here and even got to meet All Might!" She giggled happily.

You gasped at the realization another child was the reason for her traveling to this time. Since it was a child who brought her here, there was no way of knowing if and when she would return to the right timeline. A moment of worry rushed through your features as you tried to conceal it from the child who made her way over to Tamaki to sit in his lap rather than in her own spot on the coach.

The third year classmates gushed at the overwhelming cuteness your daughter possessed as she waved at the students with a bright smile each time she caught eyes with a new person in the lounge. Tamaki's face lowered as flustered with his bangs from the immense stares being thrown his way at the attention his cute daughter was attracting.

"Uncle Mirio, that means me right?!" The eccentric blonde laughed, his blue eyes shining at the girl.

"Uncle!" The girl gleamed, jumping from her spot on Tamaki lap.

The pair happily jumped in excitement at meeting each other as he took Meiko in his arms and twirled her around the room happily introducing his niece to all of the classmates. Tamaki watched in wonder at the two forces of light that filled any room they walked into with joy. She looked so much like him but at the same time she acted nothing like him. The fact fascinated him as he continued to watch from afar from his seat beside you, clutching your hand in his ass he lowered his head to rest on your shoulder shielding his face from the curious onlookers.

"She's so bright, like you and Mirio combined." He mumbles under his breath barely audible to where only you could hear.

You stilled beneath him at the words wishing you could see the emotions on his face in order to gauge how he was feeling in the moment.

"Really? From what I see she shines more like you, a dazzling moonlight that lights up the dark nights."

You knew he would think you were just saying that in order to make him feel better, but as you looked at your daughter playing with Mirio from a distance the only thing you saw was the same bright light that Tamaki would have when ever he would be around his best friend.If Mirio was the the sun to Tamaki , then he was most defiantly the moon to you.

"Thank you." He hummed into your shoulder the vibrations sending chills down your spine.

"Do you really think she shines like me ?" He asks the thoughts eating at him once he thinks a bit to long on your words.

"Of course, the spitting image of you when you are fighting crime or happily laughing with Mirio."

"I want her to be more confident than I am."

"I don't think you have to worry about that." you laugh lightheartedly.

"I hope she stays that bright forever."

"She will."

Tamaki moves slightly to where he can look into your eyes, a deep blush formed on his cheeks as his eyes deepened with affection as he took in your features. It wasn't just his daughter that fascinated him, but you as well. The way your words always managed to settle his heart and ease his mind when he was panicked, the way your smile would cause his form even if he was having a bad day , or the way your laughter would cause his heart to quicken and his face to flush just from hearing it.

He timidly leaned into you as he placed a soft kiss to your lips, drinking in the way the felt against his. The sweet taste rewarded him as he licked his tongue over lips when you parted them in shock. An audible gasp drew his attention away from you to the room still full of his classmates as his body turned crimson his eyes darted to the floor in shame.

"Y/N I'm sorry, -" He started while stuttering out the words.

"That was amazing." You interrupted him hoping to raise his self esteem and assure him that you did not mind the sideshow of public affection.

He stiffly walked towards a wall placing his head against it while he tried to calm his blistering body from the thought that people had witnessed him kiss you so openly. His fingertips felt hot against his face as she covered his face with his hands, trying to block out the mental pictures of shock written on his classmates faces.

Enchanted. He watched you from afar, Mirio's laughter bringing him out of his thoughts briefly as he made eye contact with his blonde best friend once more. A soft smile overtaking his lips as he listened to the story was explaining to Neijire and him, before his gaze drifted ever so slightly back to you.

Meiko was sitting on your lap as you both drew pictures together happily, the crayons around and markers scattered around the table you were at. Every so often the child's tiny hands would stop moving and she would pick up the paper to show you waiting for praise on her latest work of art. Your sweet laughter enchanted him as you would pat her head in gently and look in awe at what the girl had shown you.

You were so effortlessly caring for a child that had been thrusted into your life. The parenting came to you easily as you played and took care of the girl in your arms, where he would still become flustered and have trouble speaking whenever the girl called him daddy or attracted too much attention his way from his classmates. You were enchanting to him, the way you were able to so care-freely smile with Meiko as if everything in the world was normal and she wasn't brought here out of the blue.

You are amazing.

Tamaki's thoughts were interrupted when a piece of paper constricted his view of you. Meiko stood before him, hands outstretched towards him holding a drawing she just completed. The bright smile still adorning her lips as her sparkling eyes met his, he took the art carefully in his hands to adjust his eyes to the paper. He saw the figures of a happy family of three outside a house, all smiling happily as he took note of their characteristics resembling the three of them. A soft smile was brought to his lips as he reached down to hug his daughter and bring her onto his lap.

"You are an amazing artist." He said gently, patting her head.

Meiko beamed. "I made that one special, just for you daddy!"

His heart hammered against his chest as he took in the bright smile the girl was rewarding him, faintly heating the laughter from Mirio and Neijire at his side from his reaction.

Determined. After two days had passed since Meiko appeared, he had realized how much the girl loved to have tea parties. Often dragging you and him to your imaginary set up in the lounge area, when you suggested the idea of having a real tea party to the girl she was ecstatic and therefore Tamaki was now walking with the girl at his side as he entered Fatgum's agency.

She carried the self decorated invitations she created in her hands as they walked hand in hand. Her bubbly smile caught the attention of his coworkers as they passed by, his gaze lowering to the ground as they walked further into the building.

Fatgum greeted them happily as they entered his office, slightly shocked by the child accompanying his protégée especially since she looked so similar to Tamaki.

"Hello Suneater, who is this cutie following you around today?"

"This is Meiko, y/n and I'd future love child that got sent back in time." Tamaki nervously explained , his hand rubbing the back of his neck.

The pro hero stiffened in his seat at the news, shock temporarily taking over his features before he pushed it away replacing it with a bright smile he directed towards the young girl in the room.

"Well hello there Meiko, what brings you here today?" he asks excitedly, eyeing the invitations in her hands.

"I'm inviting you to a tea party! There's invitations for daddy's friends Kiri and Tetsu to!" She bubbled before running up to him and placing the invitations in his hand.

"It's a bit last minute, the tea party is for later today . I was hoping you could bring them along with you after paroling." Tamaki apologized sheepishly.

"Oh woah! Of course I'll be there and I'll make sure to bring them along. How could we miss such a cute girl's tea party?" He stated, happily while ruffling the girl's hair with his hands.

He watched as Fatgum picked up his daughter and carried her around his building introducing her to the staff, happily rejoicing in the fact that Tamaki had a bright future ahead of him with a happy family waiting for him. He received endless praises for his daughter's cuteness as they gushed about her bubbly personality, his face turned crimson as he tried to fight the feeling of walking out of the building before his daughter was done playing with his mentor.

One thought played over in his head as he watched the girl beam as Fatgum lifted her up on his shoulder.

I want to make this the best tea party she's ever had.

Determination filled his bones as he pulled out his phone, searching for your contact number before sending you ideas to add to the preparations.

"Daddy, Fatgum said there's a cookie shop nearby. Can we stop there on the way home?" You sing out while looking up at him with wide eyes.

"Of course sweetheart, anything your heart desires." He said sweetly as he brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face and back behind her ear.

She started to drag him out of the building as he waved goodbye to Fatgum and his coworkers, they looked on at the sight with happiness at how much the girl was bringing Tamaki out of his shell.

"We should bring some for y/n too, I wonder what flavor they would like though." Tamaki thought out loud hands till being held by his daughter as they walked on the sidewalk.

"Oh! I know that one! It's mint chocolate chip, they told Aunt Neijire one time it's her favorite because your breath always smells like mint!" The girl happily confessed what she had overheard in the future.

Tamaki's body went numb as his body temperature rose at an alarming rate. The fingers that held onto the girls hand burned crimson as she looked up at him in curiosity, the pair stopped in the middle of the sidewalk as people passed by them. His face was covered by his bangs as he gazed down towards his shoes, eyes wide in shock at the confession he was never supposed to hear.

He mentally took a note to always keep an extra stock of mints in case he ever ran out.

Heartbroken. That Night as the two of you were cleaning up the party supplies while Meiko was happily running around the lounge with Mirio, a shocked gasp drew your attention from picking up trash to the pink mist forming around your daughter. You took Tamaki's hand in your as you lead him close to the girl watching her figure get swallowed by the growing fog.

His heart sank to his stomach as he watched the growing fog become thick to where he couldn't make out her features, anxiety grew in him as he wrestled with the idea of rushing into the fog and pulling her back out in order to spend a few more days with her. Tears fell down his cheeks as he curled an arm around your waist and placed his face in your shoulder, his heart breaking at the sight of his daughter leaving so suddenly bringing him to cry on your shoulder.

"I don't want her to leave" Sorrow laced his voice as it shook into your neck.

"Just think about how much future you have been missing her the last few days and how happy he will be seeing her again." You said softly rubbing his back to calm his tears.

The light from the pink fog dissipated as the fog faded and the indigo haired girl no longer stood before them.

Silence filled the room as Mirio looked at you with sadness , not knowing what to do in order to comfort his friend at this moment. You smile softly in return and grab Tamaki's hand leading him to your room for the night.

When you reached your room, you kept the lights off only allowing the curtains to open slightly to fill the room with dim moonlight as you pulled him to your bed. He refused to look you in the eye as he sat on the bed motionless, you hurriedly changed into pajamas in your closet not wanting to take too long in order to comfort your boyfriend who was reeling with the loss of his future daughter.

"Tamaki" You started to get shy as you sat on the bed next to him. "Cuddle with me tonight?"

His hands urgently reached for you, holding you tightly in his embrace and he let the tears fall freely down his cheeks once more. You caressed your fingers through his indigo strands as you let him feel his emotions openly within the comfort of your arms.

Confident. The rest of that night was filled with tears and needy cuddles , as he refused to let go of your figure, half afraid you would disappear as well he didn't keep a firm hold on you. His tears finally stopped as he fell into a deep peaceful sleep, while you brushed away the remaining wet tears that rolled down his eyes.

The sunlight filled the room through the opening in the curtain as your eyes adjusted to the morning light, blinking away the sleep that had taken over you.

You look down to Tamaki's face that was nestled on your chest as his arms were wrapped securely around you in a tight embrace. His face was peaceful as he continued to sleep through the morning hours. You gently brushed some hair out of his eyes and behind his ear as he flinched at the movement , eyes slowly opening to take in your figure beneath him highlighted by the sunlight of the room.

"Good morning Tamaki, how are you feeling?" You gently questioned while running your hands through his tousled sleep hair.

"My heart still feels empty knowing she's no longer here, but I had a dream about our family last night."

"Oh yeah, what happened in the dream?"

"We were happy, hugging her and playing with her as she ran around the backyard of our house. We had a dog that she would chase around and when she got tired of being out in the sun she would jump into my arms and have me carry her inside." " She said happily, sighing at the memory.

"That sounds like a beautiful dream."

Tamaki laid with his head still resting on your chest as he listened to your heartbeat racing beneath him as the thought about the last few days .

"I think I'm going to be a good father in the future." He says with confidence gaining in his voice.

"I know you are going to be a good father."

He takes in a breath before slowly exhaling and looking up to make eye contact with your eyes. "There were a few empty rooms in the house I dreamed of."

"were there?" you teased with a smirk forming on your lips.

"We should give her some siblings in the future."

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｡･:*˚:✧｡ Bonus Scene:

Meiko happily welcomed her guests into the cutely decorated area where her tea party was taking place. Knowing how excited she was to host this, Takami and you went all out on the decorations in order to assure your daughter's smiling face.

The miniature pink tea set, plates already set out around the table, linens neatly folded and pastries prepared in advance and set out aesthetically on a three tiered tray. The teapot filled with water, so the guests could actually sip their cups instead of pretending to, which had been an idea you slipped to Takami as you two were setting up.

Fatgum, Kirishima and Testutestu eagerly walked into the room, Fatgum being dragged by Meiko's tiny hands as she led him to the seat she declared as his. Nejire and Mirio strolled in happily behind the group, Eri being held in his arms as she looked around the table amazed.

"I've never been to a tea party before." Eri whispered hiding behind Mirio when he placed her down.

"That's okay! The only thing you need to do is have fun and make friends!" Meiko cheered, taking the girl's hand in hers and leading her over to the seat next to hers.

"See and and now your friends with me!" your daughter exclaimed with a bright smile.

Eri's timid expression was replaced by an equally bright smile as the girl's laughter filled the room.

The afternoon was filled with joy as the tea party carried on effortlessly. Tamaki was shyly fed sweets by Meiko every now and then which would cause his face to burn with heat, Mirio would laugh at the sight and prompt Eri to do the same. Fatgum would tell funny stories he acquired over the years , as Kirishima eagerly accepted the offering of refills.

Meiko's happiness lit up the room as if she was the sun herself, she eagerly nodded her head and laughed when Kirishima and Tetsutetsu offered to arm wrestle in order to show was the strongest. Takami watched from his seat beside you, the sight of his daughter so happily playing with all the people closest in his life made his heart throb in his chest.

"You okay Takami?" You questioned when you noticed his far off gaze.

"I'm better than okay. I'm the luckiest father in the world to have such a beautiful family to call my own."

You took in a sharp breath as you covered your face with your hands, hiding the evident blush that formed at the unexpected statement. The blistering heat warmed your hands as the blush rushed to your ears and neck the more you thought of his words.

"Y/N? What happened over there?" Kirishima questioned after he was declared winner of the wrestling match, bringing everyone's attention to you.

The blush instantly turned to a crimson color and you lowered your hands to see the gazes of everyone around the table.

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⋆ ★ A/N: This took me so much longer than I originally thought it would!

For my next requests that has multiple characters I'm probably going to shorten my writing in order to make it easier for me to fulfill meeting my requests in timely manner.

I did end up reusing the prompt I used for Shoto with Hitoshi just because I could no longer look at my screen anymore.

I'm also thinking of writing a part two with Bakugo , Kirishima , Monoma and Mirio. Let me know if you would like me to post that eventually.

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❝our son is a crybaby❞

✭ pairing : shoto todoroki x reader

✭ fandom : my hero academia x reader

✭ summary : now as a adult shoto has settled down with his crush from high school, gotten married and even started a family with her. Their son though as small as he may be, makes it very clear that he’s a mamas boy. Much like shoto was

✭ authors note : this is pure fluff, oh and please send in some hero academia requests, I would like to start filling up the masterlist with more stories

✭ my hero academia masterlist

The Todoroki household was bathed in the soft glow of morning light, casting a warm and tranquil atmosphere throughout the spacious rooms. Shoto Todoroki, the prodigious number three hero, moved with practiced ease, his mismatched eyes reflecting a calm demeanor that contrasted with his intense exterior. He had faced formidable villains and overcome challenges, but none had prepared him for the newest role he had embraced: that of a father.

(Y/N) Todoroki, his wife and partner, sat in a plush armchair near the window, cradling a small bundle in her arms. Kim Todoroki, their infant son, was a mirror image of his father, with tufts of hair as white as snow and eyes that held the promise of both ice and fire. His tiny fingers curled against (Y/N)'s chest, seeking comfort in her warmth.

Shoto approached (Y/N) with a soft smile, his heart swelling at the sight of his wife and son. "How's our little Kim today?"

(Y/N) looked up, her expression radiant with a mixture of exhaustion and adoration. "He's been quite the handful, but I wouldn't have it any other way."

As if on cue, Kim let out a small, discontented whimper. (Y/N) shifted him in her arms, gently patting his back in an attempt to soothe him. "Hush, my sweet boy. Mama's right here."

It was a testament to Kim's attachment that he seemed most content when he was in (Y/N)'s arms. From the moment he was born, he had displayed an uncanny preference for his mother's presence. Shoto couldn't help but marvel at the strong bond that had formed between them in such a short time.

"I'll take him for a little while," Shoto offered, extending his arms toward his son.

(Y/N) hesitated, her gaze filled with a mixture of affection and concern. "Are you sure? He tends to get fussy when he's away from me."

Shoto nodded, a determined glint in his eyes. "I'd like to give you a break, even if it's just for a little while."

(Y/N) carefully transferred Kim into Shoto's arms, watching closely as he settled their son against his chest. Kim's tiny hands grasped at Shoto's shirt, his large eyes studying his father's face with a mixture of curiosity and uncertainty.

Shoto's heart swelled with a mixture of pride and tenderness. Holding his son, he felt a surge of protectiveness that went beyond his hero training. He walked around the room, murmuring soft words of reassurance to Kim, his voice a steady and soothing presence.

Despite his best efforts, Kim's initial curiosity quickly turned into discontent. His small face scrunched up, and his cries grew louder. Shoto's brows furrowed in concern, his instincts urging him to calm his son.

(Y/N) approached Shoto, her arms outstretched. "It's okay, Shoto. He's just used to being with me. Let me take him."

Relieved, Shoto handed Kim back to (Y/N), watching as their son's cries softened into small whimpers. In his mother's arms, Kim nestled against her, finding the comfort he sought. (Y/N) swayed gently, her soothing whispers filling the room.

Shoto stood by (Y/N)'s side, his hand resting on her back as they shared a quiet moment as a family. The challenges of parenthood were unlike any other, but the love that bound them was unwavering.

"Thank you," (Y/N) whispered, her voice a mixture of exhaustion and gratitude.

Shoto pressed a gentle kiss to (Y/N)'s forehead. "Thank you for giving me the chance to be a father. And for being an amazing mother to our son."

As the morning sunlight bathed them in its warm embrace, Shoto, (Y/N), and Kim stood united, a family bound by love, challenges, and the unbreakable bond they shared.

Days turned into weeks, and the Todoroki household settled into a rhythm that revolved around their newest addition, Kim. Despite his initial fussiness, Kim gradually grew accustomed to spending time with his father, Shoto. Underneath Shoto's composed exterior lay a man who was determined to forge a strong connection with his son.

One afternoon, as the sun streamed through the windows, (Y/N) sat on the living room couch with Kim nestled in her arms. Shoto watched from across the room, a thoughtful expression on his face. He had been practicing his fire manipulation in the backyard, hoping to find a way to engage with Kim in a way that suited both of their abilities.

"Shoto, is everything okay?" (Y/N) asked, her voice soft as she noticed his distant gaze.

Shoto approached them, a small smile playing on his lips. "I've been thinking... maybe there's a way I can bond with Kim in another way. Like taking advantage of my quirk."

(Y/N) looked intrigued. "What do you have in mind?"

Shoto's gaze shifted to the fireplace, where a few logs were stacked, waiting for the colder months. With a focused look, he extended his hand, releasing a controlled burst of fire. The flames danced and crackled, casting a warm glow that flickered across the room.

Kim's eyes widened in fascination, his small mouth forming an "o" of awe. His chubby hands reached out, as if trying to grasp the flames.

"He's captivated by the fire," (Y/N) observed with a smile. "Just like his father."

Shoto lowered himself onto the couch beside (Y/N), keeping a careful distance between Kim and the flames. He adjusted the intensity of the fire, creating a mesmerizing display that seemed to hold Kim's undivided attention.

"Maybe he'll inherit a fascination for fire," Shoto mused. "It's in his blood, after all."

(Y/N) chuckled softly. "As long as he doesn't start using his quirk before he's old enough to control it."

As they watched Kim's fascination with the fire, Shoto and (Y/N) shared a contented silence. Despite the challenges of parenting, there was a sense of unity in these moments that reassured them they were on the right path.

Later that evening, as Kim was nestled in his crib, Shoto turned to (Y/N) with a look of gratitude. "Thank you for giving me the opportunity to connect with Kim in my own way."

(Y/N) smiled warmly, reaching out to intertwine her fingers with his. "It's not just Kim who benefits from this, Shoto. We're building a strong foundation for our family."

Shoto's heart swelled with affection for his wife and son. In the quiet of their home, surrounded by the warmth of their love, he realized that every moment, every effort, was contributing to the growth of their family bonds.

As the night wrapped its gentle embrace around the Todoroki household, Shoto and (Y/N) found solace in the knowledge that their journey as parents was a continuous one, filled with shared experiences, challenges, and the unbreakable ties that bound them together.

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nightowlfandom · 1 year

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Villain! BNHA AU- Our Little Apprentice: Episode-Todoroki Pt1

CHECK OUT MY MASTERLIST HERE!!

X RATED PROMPT LIST| NON X RATED PROMPT LIST

Triggers- Fem! Reader, talks of cheating, violence,

Episode-PROLOGUE| Episode-Deku| Episode- Bakugou

Leggo!

Now playing- Episode: Todoroki

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O.R.C.H.I.D- Kink Unlocked : Temperature Play

(Flashback)

“Y/N please let’s talk about this!”

“Talk about what?!” you snapped. “The fact that I FOUND you with your tongue down some girl’s throat?” your voice wavered. “AND DO NOT TELL ME IT WAS FOR THE CAMERAS.” you held out a threatening finger. “How could you do this to me?”

“Y/N I would never! I didn’t! My agency thinks I should be with her to boost my reputation! They probably fabricated the whole thing with someone who looked like me!”

“What did you say in response?” you asked. “When they said it...what did you say?”

He was silent.

“So this is about your fucking agency.” you laughed harshly. “Forget old quirkless Y/N and her clumsy ass...do you think that excuses what you did?”

“Y/N this isn’t about you being quirkless- Maybe to them but-!”

“I don’t believe you...you were wearing the bracelet I gave you for your birthday that one year...the one you suddenly lost the minute you went mainstream...Remember?”

“Maybe the others are right...you’re probably just insecure but that doesn’t mean-.”

Your face faltered as those words left his lips. “Insecure?” You cut him off. “...M-me being hurt that I saw you or someone I thought willingly kissed someone else for publicity is me being insecure?” you dared to ask. “Me already having to deal with people telling you I’m a charity case...is that it?” you crossed your arms.

“That’s not what I said-”

“THAT’S HOW IT SOUNDS...I watched you kiss her like you kiss me...without so much as a hitch!”

“Y/N you’re emotional right now. Let’s please talk about this! How can I prove to you-”

(Flashback end)

“Y/N? Y/N!” Izuku waved his hand in your face, snapping you out of your daze. “Did you hear me?”

“Huh?” you raised an eyebrow. “Sorry, I didn’t. What did you say?”

“I said you did a good job on the heist.” he repeated himself. “In both regards.” he winked. You felt your face heat up. “How did everything go?”

You all had returned to the warehouse. You had been zoning in and out since everyone was talking about...shit- who cared.

“A few troublemakers but I made short work of them.” you replied. “They weren’t well armed at all.”

“Well thanks to your device, we were able to successfully extort that asshole and get what we wanted, what was it’s name again?” Tenya asked.

“O.R.C.H.I.D. Short for Operative Really Cool Hyper Intelligent Device....I was 16 when I thought of it don’t judge me. She’s the most powerful super computer in the world.”

“What made you build her?” asked Izuku.

“I was build as a homework helper for Y/N while she was still in school. Then she gave me hyper intel to allow me to interact as humans do...along with this totally fabulous style.” the silver haired avatar gloated.

“Aren’t you scared she’d turned against you?” Shoto asked, making you roll your eyes.

“Y/N is my creator...I’d never turn against her...you on the other hand. One command and you’re all dust.”

“She’s kidding.” you shook your head. “O.R.C.H.I.D, behave.”

“They all have muscles, they shouldn’t be scared.” your A.I rolled her eyes.

“Okay, you’re being muted.” you pressed a button that completely folded up your super computer back into a laptop sized disk.

“That still impresses me no matter how many times I see it.” Izuku shook his head.

“T-thanks.” you stared down at your fingers. “Not that I’m grateful to be here but, do I actually have a place to sleep or am I just gonna stay here with a blow up mattress.” you half joked.

“Oh we all have our own bedrooms. I’ll show you yours now if you want.”

“That’d be great.” you nervously smile.

“G’night Y/N~” Denki sang as you passed him. “Feel free to come to my room any time.”

“No one is gonna let me live this down are they?” you whispered to yourself.

You got your answer in the form of a smack to your ass, courtesy of Katsuki who hadn’t stopped smirking since all you to the warehouse. Of course. “Y/N is easily the best piece of ass I’ve ever had.” he boasted, not caring if you could hear.

“God the things I’d do to her-”

“You and me both dude.”

“I can’t wait to bed her over and-”

“Good night, Y/N.”

“Go die, Shoto.” you spat in response as you and Izuku left the board room.

“Dude what did you do to make her hate you so much?” Kirishima asked as you walked farther down the hall. You and Izuku stopped outside a door with your name written on it in black permanent marker.

“It’s not much, but-”

“It’s perfect.” you waved him off. It was twice as big as the shoebox bedroom you used to live in. “A paint job is all it needs.” you nodded.

“Great. Um...I’ll leave you to it then...Hey Y/N?”

“Yeah Izu-” he cut you off with a very quick peck on the lips.

“I’m really glad you’re here...really.” he grabbed your hand. “I really did miss my best friend.”

“I missed you too Izu.” your faced heated intensely like it did did when he gave you a heart-shaped cookie with your name on it for Valentines day once. “Just don’t make me regret this, okay?”

“I won’t. I promise.” he whispered. “...Night.”

“....Have nice dreams.” you called quietly as the door closed. “ORCHID, set up.”

“Setting up!”

You grabbed your handheld keyboard as you sat on the cute little twin bed they had picked out for you. “Why am I doing this?” you sighed. “I’ve always fought for the greater good.”

“...Well, and I’m sorry to say this...the greater good hasn’t treated you well since you were a child and I was only as big as a cellphone helping you with your homework. I know I’ve been against this...but maybe you should be making the world pay.”

“Weren’t you just reprimanding me for doing this like 12 hours ago? anyways...That’s what I’m afraid of. What if I have to fight the people I call my friends.”

“According to my data, no one in your graduating class has taken up hero work. All of them are imprisoned...or doing the devil’s work.”

‘Really?” you raised an eyebrow. “So it was only me and my naivety. I guess I thought since I finally got a quirk of my own, I owed it to God or whoever else was listening...cuz I thought it was a blessing.” you began undressing yourself from your day clothes.

“When you built me, you promised to use my data to help people. But you never said which side you’d fight on...you’re allowed to change your mind at any time...remember that. I just want you to be happy.” ��

You nodded as your AI companion assured you. You missed your friends and Izuku was right. Humanity sucked ass. “Okay then.” you pulled your shirt over your head. “Fine.”

“Y/N, someone’s outside your door.”

“Huh?” you looked up at your screen.

“Not outside anymore.” a new voice grabbed your attention

“DUDE WHAT THE FUCK!” you sent a power blast at Shoto who had barged in.

“Too slow.” he smirked, stopping it with an ice shield. “To think I can encapsulate your quirk in my palms...much like I’ve encapsulated your heart, Y/N.” he hummed as he shut the door.

“GET OUT!” you yelled, not caring if the whole damn compound could hear. You hid behind your discarded clothes. “WHY ARE YOU IN HERE!”

“I assumed you were hungry so I was told to bring you dinner.”

“And you couldn’t knock like a regular FUCKING PERSON!” you seethed. You ran behind the bed and bent down grabbing a bunch of random clothes out of your duffel. “Or leave it outside the damn door!”

“I’ve been acquainted with your body on more than one occasion Y/N.”

You grumpily put of a pair of pajama shorts and the first shirt you saw sticking out. “Fuck off.”

“You kept my shirt?”

“Huh?” you looked down. It was a plain black button-up that you instantly recognized to be his. You stole it from him when you slept over at his place one night. “Whatever-”

“Y/N...” Shoto began. “Can we talk?”

“About what?” you crossed your arms. “I have nothing to say to you!”

“I never cheated on you...”

“This again!” you seethed. “Shoto, I am NOT worried about that right now.” You noticed he was holding a plate. “Is that what I think it is?”

“Pizza rolls and mozzarella sticks...your favorite midnight snack as I remember.” he smiled as he set it on the table.

There was an uncomfortable silence between us, and you hated it.

“Remember when we first met?” he broke the silence.

“How could I forget...” you huffed.

Flashback

“Need help with that?”

Your body froze as the helping hand came out of nowhere. The book you had been trying to reach was put in your hand with ease.

“Um...thanks!” you smiled nervously. You had already heard rumors from some of the girls around, but at the same time they told you not to get your hopes up.

“I’ve never seen you around here, I can only assume you’re new?”

“Mhm? Y/N L/N..I’m that quirkless girl you may have heard about.”

“Oh, really? I didn’t hear th-”

“Don’t lie. Please, it will make it easier for us to get along.” you laughed stiffly.

“S-sorry, I just didn’t think you wanted to talk about it.” he smiled. “If it’s any consolation, I also heard you were quite beautiful...”

“From who?”

“My conscious.”

“What?” you went wide eyed.

“I ...I don’t know why I said that....” he froze. “I’m sorry.” he rasped.

“N-no, that’s okay.” you giggled. “Um....I liked it.”

(End Flashback)

...

“To think we’ve come so far since then.” he mused.

“Well, things change.”

“To think something as trivial as a mistaken kiss-”

“Is that what you call it, you were practically dry humping the girl.”

“Oh, now you’re being dramatic on purpose.” he glared.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t think the ‘unce unce’ music affected your brain too” you scoffed, crossing your arms. “Seriously, it’s like you don’t even remember!”

“Y/N...are we talking about the same instance?” he raised an eyebrow. “I am very lost right now.”

“Well you shouldn’t be! You’d think you’d remember your own birthday party!”

“Birthday party?...You’re not talking about the kiss?”

“Of course I’m not talking about the kiss! I’m talking about the club!”

For some odd reason he looked hella confused. “Y/N, what on Earth are you-”

“You don’t remember walking out of a club on your 18th birthday like 7 years ago? Before graduation?”

“Y/N, I have no idea what you’re talking about!”

“You are so unbelievable!” You seethed. “You don’t remember being at The King of Hearts Club in Tokyo.”

“Of course I do, it was my birthday, but Y/N...I left like 3 hours after I got there to go to your place!”

“Oh really, because I went there after Bakugou called my phone saying you were drunk as hell and needed to be picked up.” you scoffed.

Now YOU were confused. How did he not remember?! “I wonder-....”

“Wonder what?” he asked.

“ORCHID can access video feeds...if she can get the footage- or at least coordinates”

“Already on it!” your AI companion spoke. “Shoto Todoroki entered The King of Hearts club at 8PM and left at 11:15PM”

Now you were even more confused. “But I got there at arounf 11:30...I SAW him!...Show me the camera feed! The Red Room is where I saw him.”

“Showing camera footage of The Red Room of the King of Hearts club Jan. 11th, 7 years ago.”

You watched in complete shock. The screen showed someone who very much looked like Shoto from the back, but what really killed you was the fact that the person you thought was Shoto morphed into someone else. You saw yourself on camera stomping off 45 seconds before he morphed back into someone completely different.

“My files show that the person in question has a quirk that allows them to take on the form of another.” O.R.C.H.I.D spoke. “They were arrested 3 years ago for attempting to impersonate the U.S president and is currently in the Los Angeles State Prison.”

You didn’t know how to feel, what to do, but you knew one thing....

Shoto was telling the truth...

“Oh my god.” you covered your mouth with your hands.

“I never cheated on you Y/N...I swear on my life.”

“I...I blamed you...I said I never wanted to see you again.” you whimpered. “I said those awful things to you.”

You felt your soul start to ache.

“No- don’t do what I think you’re about to do.” he ushered up to you and held the sides of your face. “Don’t say what I think you’re about to say.”

“Shoto I spent the last 7 years of my life hating you-”

“And I sent the last 7 waiting for the day I could redeem myself.” he replied. “It’s not your fault, What you saw was your reality in that moment...whether you knew it or not. When you told me what you saw I knew something was wrong but I knew your trust in me was so fucked from the whole agency thing, that I couldn’t get you to believe me.”

You telling Izuku who also kicked his ass the next week wasn’t any help either....

“I- I...” you felt the tears sting your eyes.

“Shh, don’t cry...please don’t cry.” he began pecking your lips. “Shhhh.” He rested his forehead against yours, and you were full on crying now. He wrapped his arms around your, holding you close for the first time in years. He always wanted to do it, he just didn’t think it would be under this circumstance.

“I am so sorry.” you sobbed into his shoulder. “Shoto I-”

“Shh, it’s okay.” he laughed. “Please don’t cry...”

Shoto tightened his hold on you, but you couldn’t see him clenching his fists. Watching that footage sent a chill up his spine that could curdle blood. He spent years wondering what he did only to be framed...this wouldn’t go without a little visit to the states...but for a...courtesy visit...but first-

“Y/N...” he made you look at him. “Look at me.” he held your gaze. “Oh, I missed you so much baby~ Did you miss me?”

“Um....mhm.” you sheepishly nodded.

“Then...why don’t we celebrate a little...hm?”

“What do you mean by that?” you had completely forgotten your hunger at this point.

“Let me show you~”

... To be continued (Coming Soon)

I just wanted to say....um...thanks for being patient with me...um...I haven’t been okay...but I will be..I promise.

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ohokimdumb · 2 years

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Shoto Todoroki ( Smut ) 🔥❄🧊

Warnings⚠: masturbation, oral, swearing, praise kink.

Summary: Shoto catches you pleasuring yourself when he returns from his daily hero training. ♥ He decides to take disciplinary action.

Word count: 1,091

It was so quiet...

The silence made it easier to get your thoughts revved up. It had been so long since Shoto touched your body; caressed your soft skin. He had been so busy with his family and stressed over hero training; the thought of your pleasure had been slipping his mind. Even though he had been somewhat careless when it came to your needs, he still disapproved not being included when it came to your private activities.

What he didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him, right? You thought to yourself as you slid your fingers underneath your silk panties, prepared to need at the most sensitive parts of yourself. Your eyes slowly shut as you began to need at your clit; memories of past nights with Shoto filled your mind. The way he changed his body temperature from freezing cold to incredibly hot based on where his fingers were placed on your body. There was no need to use ice when Shoto was around; his fingers worked as a replacement.

A quiet whimper escaped your lips as you slightly quickened the pace your fingers were pawing at your delicate clit. It still felt...good, but it wasn’t the same when Shoto fondled you. The difference between consistencies of pleasure shouldn’t have been what worried you.

If Shoto caught me... You sighed as you tried to quicken your pace in fear of getting caught in the act.

It was better to be safe than sorry.

The door creaks open and you swing your body upright, a shocked expression covered your face as you see Shoto standing in the doorway. It felt like you couldn’t breathe as you studied his tense posture. It was quiet for a moment, then Shoto broke the silence with a deep sounding chuckle.

“Looks like you’re in a bit of a doozy here.” Shoto said as his dark-sided laughter faded. He locked the door behind him to make sure no one intruded.

You gulped as Shoto took slow steps towards the bed.

“How far did you get? Did you manage to cum on your own?” His hands were behind his back as he kept a walking towards the bed until he reached the edge of the mattress.

You shook your head, admitting the truth.

Shoto smirked as he grabbed your ankles, gently massaging them before he yanked you down close to him so you were half way off the bed, your bare legs wrapped around his waist.

“I should let you starve, but I’m fucking hungry for you.” Shoto growled as he pulled you upper body up to his chest; the smell of his cologne on its own dampened your panties.

You were confused...he had always punished you before.

“You’re not going to punish me?” You reach your hand up to cup Shoto’s cheek as the other slid under his shirt to feel his toned abs hiding underneath.

“No...” He sighed.

The expression on his face softened, but you still weren’t fully convinced.

“But, you’re going to do something for me baby.” Shoto whispered softly as his hand latched onto the back of your neck tightly. His other hand slid down his body until he reached the knot of his training pants. You followed his hand and saw his impressive bulge waiting to be played with.

“I want to hear you choke on my dick.” He growled and a wicked smile crawled onto his lips. You nibbled on your lip in anticipation. It wasn’t often he had you suck him off, but he always made sure you did a good job. You curled your fingers inside the band of his training pants and slowly pulled them down. His cock sprung out in front of your face; you immediately connected your plump lips with his tip and gave a gentle kiss.

Feeling brave you pushed his entire body back a couple steps. If he felt you trying to dominate him in any way, it was game over. But, he gave you a chance and you got down on your knees for a comfortable position to suck him off. Spreading a few kisses up and down has throbbing shaft, you prepped your throat, accumulating spit in your mouth.

Opening your mouth you’re only able to take half of him in without immediately gagging. He decided to let you have control in order for you to get used to his size in your warm, wet mouth. You twirled your tongue around his thick cock, sucking at the same time. You looked up and made eye contact with Shoto, he didn’t look the least bit impressed. He didn’t hold it against you though, you needed more practice.

He released the grip he had around the back of your neck and slowly ran his hand through your hair and began to forcefully push the back of your head forward. Shoto was forcing you to take in more of his length. He did say he wanted you to choke.

Tears slowly formed in your eyes as you tried to hold back your gag reflex, but he was so big. You began to bob your head back and forth while trying not to disappoint. Closing your eyes, tears released from your eye lids and ran down your cheeks. He tasted so salty as his pre-cum swirled around your mouth.

Eventually, he stopped forcing you to take him all and pulled out of your mouth. You gasped for air in an attempt to collect yourself. He wasn’t done with you yet.

“Catch your breath while you can, baby.” Shoto pinched your chin between his thumb and pointer finger, admiring the exhausted expression on your face. You smiled and nodded your head, letting him know you’re ready.

Shoto forcefully pushed his cock in your mouth, making sure every inch was shoved inside your mouth. He tilted his head back as the warmth inside your cheeks covered his length.

Shoto hummed as he began to thrust back and forth in your mouth. He fucked...and fucked...and you cherished every second of it. You could feel your mouth grow tired and sore. But, he was close. You moaned as his cock thrusted in and out.

“Fuck, I love doing whatever I want to you.” Shoto chuckles as he thrusted one more time before squirting his seed inside your mouth.

So salty...so delicious.

“Good girl.” He pulled out and helped you stand up so the two of you could clean each other in the shower.

Even though Shoto decided to be merciful that time around, didn’t mean you should push your boundaries.

#bnha smut #bnha #bnha headcanon #bnha headcanons #bnha imagine #bnha imagines #ohokimdumb #shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki smut #shoto todoroki imagine #shoto todoroki headcanons #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x you #shoto todoroki imagines

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90s-belladonna · 11 months

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Can I please request something for Todoroki based on Ariana Grande's Everytime? I loooove that boi and I love your fics but I noticed you don't have many stories for him

Back To You: Shoto Todoroki x Reader

i adore him! it's just hardly anyone requests him

word count: 1654

Seeing you like this wasn’t something new for the young hero. It happened every few months, it was the toxic cycle you had both fallen victim to. He would never admit it out loud but a sick part of him enjoyed it, it was his only way of knowing you still loved him despite everything. Once he didn’t hear from you for a whole year and he swore you were finally over him and that killed him inside. This time it was bordering on seven months since you’d gotten drunk and had him called to take care of you.

He couldn’t even blame you for the toxic pattern, he was well aware he was just as guilty for this. Yet he would drop everything if it meant seeing you, even in such a debilitating state. However, what he did feel was immense guilt. He was at fault for pushing you away, for never expressing himself correctly, for expecting you to put your life on hold for him, and most of all for expecting you to forgive him when he finally realized that he made the biggest mistake of his life by letting you go and not appreciating you enough.

it wasn’t like you were self-destructing all the time. You were trying to move on, you really were. And yet every time you found someone you liked there he was, ready to shoot you back down to reality. Ready to remind you who your heart belonged to. He constantly reminded you of the reality that no one would ever compare to him, there was a cruel cosmic energy pulling you two together. Every time there was a pro-hero event by some wicked twist of fate you two were sat next to each other. Sometimes you’d even run into each other while on nights out with friends, those were the worst because somehow by the end of the night, his hands would find their way to your hips and your hands would find themselves in his hair, and once they happened it wouldn’t take long for your lips to find each other and for you to end up in his bed.

Every time you thought you were finally free he’d drunkenly call, and like a moth to a flame you were drawn to him. On the off chance that you could resist his calls, it would be the voicemails he left you that would ultimately lure you back into his arms. Your heart ached every time he assured you he had changed and that things would be different but you couldn’t bare to believe him anymore. You had to protect the little dignity you had left when it came to the fire and ice hero. He hadn’t shown you he’d grown as a person, he was still the same Shoto that made you feel alone even when you were physically together. So this was easier, it was easier to give into your desires in a moment of weakness than to give into your dreams by believing him, ultimately risking your sanity. At least this way you knew to limit your expectations.

Part of you wondered what the point even was in trying to move. You knew damn well anytime a man would approach you with romantic intention there he was, shooting him down and pulling you away. He made so many promises and yet he could never say the words you longed to hear. How the hell could I ever give in to someone who’s too proud to admit he loves me? His aversion to the phrase is what clued you in that not much had changed, no matter what he promised. You knew it would be easier to live without him, but would that even be considered living?

“(name) asked you to call me?” The fire and ice hero asked the bartender. “uhh no… not this time sir, but they went way past their limit today and we didn’t know who else to call. It’s not a good look for a hero to be caught like this, the media would have a field day if they saw them so out of it. All of us and the owner have a soft spot for them, they’ve saved us countless times in a plethora of ways, so we didn’t want them to get spotted by anyone with ill intentions while in this state.” The shy man explained, embarrassed at the situation. He had been your confidant over the last five years, he was well aware of how shaky the situation between you and Shoto was. The heterochromatic boy just nodded in understanding. “I’ll take care of them. Thank you for calling me.” He spoke as he helped you up from the bar stool.

The car ride back to his place was hauntingly quiet, but you did seem to be sobering up thanks to the water bottle he’d given you. “I hate you.” You murmured as you began to make yourself aware of your surroundings and who it was that you were with. “I know.” was all he had to say. What else could he say? He was well aware of the resentment you had for him, but he was just happy you still felt anything at all for him.

“You need to eat. It’ll help you sober up.” He informed you as he helped you change out of your evening clothes. “not hungry.” was all you could manage to respond as you grabbed onto his shoulders to help with your balance. The boy couldn’t help but sigh at the contact. He rested his forehead against yours, he felt defeated. All it took was your hands on his shoulders for the twisted reality of the situation to sink in. “what do you want to do then?” He asked you, his eyes now closed. “If you’re trying to bed me it’s not happening pretty boy.” You let out with a teasing giggle. Your upbeat reaction seemed to calm something in him, causing him to smile. “of course not, you’re drunk. I would never.” he responded before placing a kiss on your forehead.

“shoto.” you whispered, your eyes finally fluttering open to take in his beauty. “my love.” he spoke in a raspy tone. Just two words, yet that was enough to have you weak at the knees. You were sure that he knew the power he held over you, one look from him and you were ready to fall like a teenager. It made no sense, you met him the year you debuted as a hero, an adult, but he could reduce you back into an idiot in love. “I want to cuddle… with you.” you finally admitted, if this was the only way you could have him then why not give in for the night. Might as well cut the bullshit and be selfish. “let’s go to bed then.” he spoke as he carried you and laid you on his bed. you watched as he laid a blanket over you and changed into his pajamas before finally coming to lay next to you.

“Why do we always end up like this?” He wondered out loud as his fingers massaged your scalp to get you to relax. “The universe keeps bringing me back to you every time, it’s ridiculous.” You answered as you felt your eyelids start to relax. “Stop fighting it then. Just be mine again.” He pleaded, only for you to scoff. “I don’t think my heart could take the torture Sho. Whatever this is… it’s easier.” was all you said before snuggling closer to him and falling asleep. Shoto couldn’t help but watch the way your chest rose and fell with every breath you took. He sighed once more as he thought about your words, the entire situation made his heart sting. He felt so empty without you, so incomplete and alone.

He pressed his lips to your forehead before reaching for the drawer in his nightstand. The little purple box he pulled out haunted him, it was the object of all his fears and the manifestation of all his mistakes. “I love you. I’m sorry I can’t tell you when you’re awake, but I’m terrified too. I don’t think I could take the rejection. Do I even deserve to love you after everything I’ve put you through?” He wondered out loud. The entire situation was a mess. He just wanted you, he couldn’t help but wish for a way to go back in time and fix everything. He wished that he’d been smarter back then. Maybe then you’d be in your shared home together, and you’d be wearing the engagement ring he bought for you. Everything would be so much different had he just been brave and honest with you.

He was tired, but he also knew he was to blame. Maybe if he’d been more open to embracing his emotions, if he hadn’t canceled dates to do paperwork that could’ve waited because he was eager to prove himself as a hero, if he had just told you the truth then neither of you would be stuck in this situation. Yet part of him knew it was better to have you like this, hating him, than to never hear from you again. If you ever managed to move on, that’s what would truly kill him. Shoto knew he’d keep chasing you, he didn’t care how long it took. Anything was worth it just to call you his again. He would build up the courage to tell you how he felt when you were awake, and he would spend every day of his life making up for the way he hurt you. He didn’t care how many more times he had to pick you up from the bar because you drank too much, as long as you called for him then he’d be there. He was yours.

☆ Master List

☆ Oneshots

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jhopezwrld · 11 months

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my hero academia masterlist

IZUKU MIDORIYA

nothing yet...

KATSUKI BAKUGO

(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?

SHOTO TODOROKI

nothing yet...

EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?

DENKI KAMINARI

nothing yet...

TENYA IIDA

nothing yet...

OCHACO URARAKA

nothing yet...

SHOTA AIZAWA

(hc) which mha boys would spit in your mouth?

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trashbin-nie · 1 year

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Why I Dislike Rei Todoroki.

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Ever since my last post I've been debating on whether or not to give my in depth opinion on Rei Todoroki and why I don't particularly like her, and I decided that I wanted to get it out there and hear others opinions!

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Alrighty! Anime Hot Takes. Though some of them may not be "hot," this one is. Many people have hard opinions on this, and I'm going to preface this one with this:

This is NOT saying that any parent is perfect. This is NOT saying that other MHA parents are without flaw! I have bones to pick with all of them (except Inko, she's a goddess), but the ones I have the most negative views on are, of course, Rei and Enji Todoroki. Agree or disagree with me. This is just my opinion, and in my opinion, Rei Todoroki is not a good mother, and Shoto should not have forgiven her.

I understand that what preceded the actual event of Shoto being burned led to the over bubbling of emotions, and as a result, Shoto was the unfortunate, undeserving victim in the Todoroki household in its entirety. That's not to say the others aren't victims and that Touya's demise is anything less than horrible, but Shoto ended up taking the brunt of the damage.

I understand that what happened was influenced directly by Enji's actions, and his misguided horrible handling of his adult life, and his inability to process his own emotions without anger and violence.

However, regardless of how horrible her husband is/was to her, it does not justify causing irreversible damage both mentally and physically to a child. Especially not the one that is already being abused by the other parent. I know it is her own experience with abuse that led to this moment of her mental break, or her slight mental break rather, but Shoto was a five/six year old boy being forced into intensive and abusive quirk training.

I know she couldn't handle facing her abuser, which I understand to an extent because her husband (abuser) was the number 2 hero at the time, and I probably wouldn't go up and throw burning water at him either, but putting that blame on a child is cruel. I don't care how much of Enji she saw in him. He was an innocent child, he did nothing and she threw scalding hot water on his face because she was having a hard time, and as a mother of four children she should have been capable enough to know when she needed help and to step away.

I know how hard that is to do when you're alone and have no adults to turn to. I know the feeling of hopelessness that you feel when you have no family or friends to call when you need help, but I still was able to get myself help, and she, at the time, was older than I am not by much, but enough to where I know that she knew she needed help, professional or otherwise.

Do I agree with Enji sending her away? No, not particularly. Would I have done the same? I can't really say. I definitely would've gotten her help, and I know she needed away from that house, maybe not her children, necessarily, but she needed away from Enji, and honestly it might've been for the best. Don't get me wrong, Enji is a massive POS for EVERYTHING he did. He gets zero passes here. I hate him for a multitude of reasons, but that is not what we are here discussing.

Even if I don't focus on the 'incident' with Shoto, she still ended up neglecting her other children. Touya just needed someone to stop and get him help to just look at him and show him love, and she stood by, afraid of her own son refusing to help him. Natsuo, basically the forgotten middle child who hates his father, yet fears for his safety, and he needed his mom when his older brother 'died'. Fuyumi has a very askew view on what a family is and just wants everyone to be happy even at the expense of herself. She worries all the time even as a child she had to grow up so fast because Rei was so busy with Shoto. Which was Enji's fault 100% for keeping him separated from the others because of the mistakes he made with Touya, but still while Shoto was in 'training' she could've done more with the others, but she was shutting down ever since Shoto was born, and again not entirely her fault, but that does NOT mean she gets a pass.

Rei admitted that Shoto had every right to hate her for what she did because she knew it was her fault and that what she did to him was 100% wrong. She partially blames herself for Touya becoming 'Dabi' because she knew she could've done more if she only stood her ground more firmly and forced Enji to be a 'real' father, snd face his children.

She's doing all she can to make up for her wrongs because she knows she didn't do right by any one of her children. She didn't protect them. She didn't raise them. She didn't teach them that she'll always be there whenever they're having a hard time.

She is no angel.

She and Enji are NOT good parents. They are BOTH atoning for their sins, and while Rei is doing a, seemingly, better job than Enji, they are both trying to make up for how they wronged their children.

Again, this is not to say all MHA parents are amazing and perfect. They aren't.

Except Inko Midoriya. She is perfect in every way. If you disagree, I'll see you in the parking lot because your opinion is wrong and you aren't welcome here, and neither is Inko slander.

I can't stand Enji or Rei Todoroki. They're both terrible parents, and the shit they put their children through, in my eyes, is unforgivable. However, I'm glad they are putting in the effort and if Natsu, Fuyumi, and Shoto all end up happy and okay, I think I'll be able to look past Rei's faults a bit more, but still abuse is abuse no matter how you look at it. For whatever reason.

And yes I do blame Enji's behavior/actions for all of Rei's actions, but I'm also mature enough to understand that her actions, regardless of cause, were her own decisions in the end, and they are choices she has to live with and I'm allowed to not like her for those reasons.

Please sound off in the comments! I love hearing other people's opinions on characters! Even if it's just "you're wrong," but if you love Rei, please, please, please tell me why you do. Maybe it'll give me and others another perspective on her character as a whole, and please be respectful of others' opinions.

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angelltheninth · 7 days

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Crushing on an Oblivious Shoto Todoroki

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, classmates to lovers, pining, crushes, eating together, going on dates, love confession, kisses

A/N: Almost time for the next season, I'm so excited man!

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki means you're signing yourself up for endless pining and your classmates cheering you on

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki who doesn't notice you flirting during practice because he figures you're being nice and cheering him on, which he returns but no love confession

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki who looks at you weird when you blush around him, the poor guy things it's the fire side of his Quirk

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki means taking him out on dates before he even realizes he's on a date with you, having thought if it as a friendly outing

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki isn't all pining since he does get protective over you the more time you spend together

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki who always offers you a bite of his food when you're eating together, not seeing how flustered you get when he does so

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki means you get a lot of texts from him late at night but they're not the flirty kind unless you start being flirty first

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki who doesn't see the many times your classmates have left you two alone in hopes something would happen between you two

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki and kissing him on the cheek as a greeting, seeing his cheeks blush pink more often

Crushing on an oblivious Shoto Todoroki until you confess to him and watch him go from confusion to embarrassment to full realization

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha headcanons #bnha hcs #mha headcanons #mha hcs #shoto todoroki x reader #todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #shoto fluff #shoto hcs #shoto headcanons #mha imagines #shoto todoroki

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emmyrosee · 8 months

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You left him for two minutes. All of two minutes.

On the rare days off that you and Shoto get to spend together, it’s almost always spent curled together on the couch or in the bed, watching him work out for fun before making him cheat on his diet, anything that lets the day drip by slower than any other day of the week.

You left him to pee. That’s it. Placing the bowl of sour candy down, you slip out from his lap, give him a kiss before moving down the hall like any standard, subconscious person would.

Two. Minutes.

“Shoto, what’re you doing?”

“You like the strawberry flavor the best.”

By the time you come out, he’s got a pile of pink candy, separated by the other colors except for purple, which is in its own little pile. “You don’t like the grape flavor.”

You quirk a brow and walk back over to him, watching as he continues to segregate the candies, “baby, I would’ve been more than happy to just pick around them, you didn’t have to do all of this.”

“But you don’t like them,” he repeats, looking up at you with those doe eyes that you love to get lost in. “You look down every time you reach for one. I thought I might help ease the burden slightly.”

Burden. Your first world problem of not liking sour grape skittles should be the farthest thing from a burden to him.

But to shoto, it’s not one, and it’ll never be one; little acts of services like these aren’t new, small details just to make hour by hour tasks and privilegies just that much easier.

It’s something he’s always done. Something he’s always going to do. Because he loves you.

With a smile, you slink back into his lap, your head nuzzling against his stomach while the tv drones on about whatever he put on while you were gone. You kiss the warmth of his tummy to feel the muscles constrict under the affection, and you bury your hand into the bowl of candy right after.

“Don’t be cheeky.”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” you hum. A hand rests on your head, thumb gently rubbing over the warmth of your crown as silence fills the room once again.

Popping a skittle into your mouth, your face quickly grimaces, and he hums in acknowledgement.“Eugh,” you grumble, and he looks down at you, silently asking you what happened.

And you want to lie. Truly! It’s better for everyone if you do, just tell him you bit your tongue and let him think nothing more.

But apparently, you don’t.

“Missed a grape one,” you tease.

“….”

“Sho?”

“Spit it into my hand.”

“Sho, no-“

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dreamland03 · 1 year

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Okay but shoto on a mission to find your G-spot.

He has your leg up and pinned down. He’s so close to your face and he's whispering in your ear, asking if his fingers feel good. Once he finds your G-spot, he keeps hitting the spot over and over again to the point where you can't even think clearly.

...yeah

#dream is thinking 🫧#my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #bnha fanfiction #black reader #bnha shoto todoroki #mha #shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki imagines #todoroki shoto #todoroki smut #mha x reader #bakugo katsuki #izuku mydoria #smut #x reader

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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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