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lolaxbunnyy · 3 months

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IDK IF YOU STILL DO MY HERO ACADEMIA AS IM NEW- but I love your writing so

What about poly Bakugo, Deku, Todoroki x Fem!reader who’s nine months pregnant, due any day now. She’s about to go into labor but they’re not home due to a mission

Idk if I explained this well 💀

also I hope this is good enough I haven’t been on here in a while 😬 . Also I gave the baby a name and a gender if you want something else then you can feel free to change it. Also if anybody has anything they would like me to write please ask!

warnings: fem black reader, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of birth, nothing bad though just enjoy.

SHOTO, IZUKU, AND KATSUKI. The top three most amazing and well known pro heros who were well loved by their fans had a little secret. They had a pretty little wife who was carrying one of their babies. Katsuki decided that he was going to be the one to get her pregnant first, the other two had no problem with that. After months of trying and no show she was finally pregnant and all four of them were so happy to finally have their first kid.

It’s been 9 months already and their precious baby girl has yet to leave her place within her mamas tummy.

Y/N rubbed her swollen belly as she did her rotations on her exercise ball. Katsuki’s mom was here helping her out with the little things that she needed. Mitsuki loved her from the moment Katsuki introduced them and now that she’s going to have a little grandchild she was even more happy with her future daughter in law.

"Y/N honey. The boys are calling again."Mitsuki said as she walked in from the kitchen to the living room rolling her eyes. “This is the fourth time they’ve called in the last hour.” Mitsuki chuckled.

"They're so worried that you're going to pop before they get back." Y/N grabbed the phone from, Mitsuki’s hand and put it up to her ear.

“Hello?” “Hey, baby. You doing okay?” Y/N rolled her eyes even though he couldn’t see her. “Yes I’ve been okay since the last time you called.” She heard him chuckle. “Okay. You’re a little worked up. What happened? Sick of us calling?” Y/N giggled. “Nope, never. I can’t even miss or worry about you guys because you’re too busy calling all the time instead of focusing on your task that you three were sent to do.” Before Izuku could respond she heard the faint voice of someone talking to him. “Oi? Is that Curls?” Katsuki of course.

Y/N heard what sounded like the phone being snatched away from Izuku. “Oi, Curls! If you ever hand up in my face again we’re gonna have some problems when I get back home, you hear me?” Y/N chuckled. “Yes sir.” She heard the blonde kiss his teeth before handing the phone back to Izuku.

“Sorry, bout that. Anyways you’ve got some scolding to do to Katsuki anyways.” “Don’t you dare tell her about that!” She could tell Izuku rolled his eyes. “He was being careless today and almost lost his leg.” Katsuki grumbled. “ ‘Was not bein’ fuckin’ careless. ‘The hell was I s’posed to know he was gonna turn his leg in to a fuckin’ chain saw?!” Y/N pursed her lips. “Y’know if you two are done bickering we have matters to attend too.”

Shoto said out of nowhere. “That’s right. Well baby, look like we gotta go. We’ll see you next week, hopefully.” Katsuki butted in. “Yeah so tell the brat to avoid her eviction notices till then.” Y/N laughed. “I’m sure she heard you, Kat. I’ll see you boys next week. I love you.” “We love you more baby.” Then the phone clicked and the call was over.

Y/N sighed. She truly did miss them. Sure she enjoyed the company of her soon to be in laws, but she missed her boys. It was quiet and peaceful while they were away and she hated that. The bed was always cold and empty and she also hated that but it still smelled of them and she could at least appreciate that. So did the large shirt that she borrowed from Shoto’s side of the closet.

The boys had already been gone for two weeks and they’d be back home next week but it doesn’t feel like Blossom can wait any longer to be out in the world. Her eyes trailed over towards the belly cast that she had gotten done. The boys had decorated it all pretty and even drew a little family of four on it in Katsuki’s terrible excuse of a drawing. She’d never tell him that though because even if it was bad it’s still cute and still has meaning to it. She can still even feel their careful hands on her stomach.

Izuku’s hands are the most scarred and a little calloused but still firm and calming. Katsuki’s hands being the most calloused and somehow a bit sweaty from time to time. Sho’s hands were the softest but were always cold.

She missed the special treatment and massages they’d give her before they left. They were very caring and spoiling.

It’s been like this since they’ve found out that she was pregnant. They couldn’t be home for her, they had their moms take care of her. Then when they came home for the night, they’d be all over her because in their words, “you look so cute when you’re pregnant.”

She smiled softly at Mitsuki as she smelled the cooking of her favorite food. It’s getting later and later and there was a storm outside brewing. She didn’t want her poor boys caught outside in the rain.

"Y/N, Inko sent some more clothes for Blossom." Mitsuki smiled as she handed them to her. “Awe. We’re going to run out of space in her little closets.” Y/N held the shirt to her stomach. “Do you like it, B?” Y/N suddenly winced at a sharp pain in her stomach. “Okay, I’ll put it away.” But the pain kept coming. Mitsuki helped Y/N up carefully and at that very moment, her water broke.

Mitsuki immediately started to call phones. "Inko, Rei! It's happening! I need you here now! The babies coming!"

Mitsuki was rushing around the house to get the bags ready and extra clothes before helping her soon to be daughter in law towards the car.

Once they arrived after some time Mitsuki rushed in to get a nurse and she came back with a nurse who had a wheelchair ready and the both of them helped Y/N out of the car in to the chair and she was wheeled in and rushed towards the maternity floor. They put her in a room and went to go get things ready for her.

“Where the fuck are they going?!” Y/N whimpered out as one if her hands held her stomach while her other arm was draped across her face. Rei and Inko walked in. "They're going to get everything ready. More doctors and your epidural for your pain, Honey."Inko responded and Y/N hummed in pain.

“Did you call the boys?” Rei asked and Mitsuki nodded her head as she tried to get Y/N comfortable and situated. "Yes but they're not answering. I think they're too busy in what they're doing."

Rei let out a soft okay before looking at the clock on the wall. 12:03 AM it read. A nurse came back in and injected her with the medicine but it didn’t have time to do its job because right after the doctors came in and it was time for her baby girl to come out in to the world.

Everything went smoothly. (beside the three mothers having to stop Y/N from attacking the nurse. Twice. First time because if her giving her the epidural late and second because the bitch almost dropped her baby.) when Blossom was all cleaned up it was about. 2:19 when Y/N got to hold her baby and feed her.

She was so pretty. Her skin was a mix between Y/N and Katsuki and her hair was blonde and straight but Y/N was sure that her curls would come in soon. Last but not least her eyes her round and (e/c) just like her moms as she looked up at her through her blonde eyelashes. The three mothers huddled around Y/N to look at their granddaughter. "Awe. She's so pretty." Inko cooed softly. “I’ve got to get pictures.” Rei gushed and both her and Inko rushed to their purses to get their phone out while Mitsuki stayed by Y/N.

"Do you want me to get her so you can rest?" “Yes please, if you don’t mind.” Mitsuki took Blossom and soon after, Y/N was knocked out.

Izuku was the last person to get out of the bath for that morning. They’d been up since midnight going on a fake lead, practically wasting their time all night. Izuku grabbed what he thought was his phone but noticed that it was Katsuki’s. “Hey, Kachaan? You’ve got 10 missed calls from your mom.” Katsuki raised an eyebrow as he set down his freshly cooked spicy ramen.

He went to his call log and clicked on his mom’s name in face time. "Hello?" His mom’s face showed in the camera. “You called 10 times?” He said unamused. Thinking that it was just her being worried and paranoid again. "Well, I needed to tell you something." Katsuki hummed. “Kay?” The camera flipped around and Katsuki saw blonde hair then the phone fell to the floor as his mom let out an agitated ‘damn it’ before picking it up and a sleeping baby was shown.

“Is that?” "Yep." Inko cut off her son. “That’s Blossom guys!” The boys mouths dropped. Their daughter was so pretty just like her mommy. After that face time call that day the boys had to call off the mission to get home to their girls immediately.

Y/N was released from the hospital two days before they could come home so when they made it back they instantly without a second thought came straight home and they finally got to see their daughter. Blossoms little hair started to curl up a little so she most definitely started to look like Y/N.

Katsuki was the first to hold her and she was so small Katsuki feared that he might break her. Izuku and Shoto walked towards Katsuki, standing on either side of him as they looked down at their daughter. “She most definitely looks like a Blossom.” Shoto spoke softly as the little baby curiously looked at the three men.

Their moms smiled at them. "Congrats boys!" Mitsuki had tears in her eyes as little sniffles came out. "Oh my goodness. I'm finally a grandma! I'm never gonna get over this!" She cried into Inko’s shoulder and Inko patted her back comfortingly. “I wanna hold her next.” Izuku held his arms out and Katsuki carefully handed Blossom to him. Once he was secure in his arms, Katsuki turned towards Y/N.

He smiled softly and he walked over towards her giving her a kiss on her cheek. He watched the others coo over the little blonde haired baby.

“Thank you so much, baby.” Three months later, the world knew about their two girls after Izuku had posted a video of Blossom giggling away at Katsuki and Shoto making silly faces at her while Y/N just watched in the background with a big smile on her face. That video was the most brought up topic in their latest interviews and they didn’t mind at all telling the world about their girls.

this story belongs to @lolaxbunnyy !!

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yesitsmewhataboutit · 2 years

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Good Morning

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

⭒☆━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━☆⭒

➤ You just really wanna suck his dick

»»——⍟——««A/n: this is based off a dream I just had

Warnings⚠️: smut, CNC if u squint really hard

︵‿Shout out to @kenzumekodma for proof reading🤧︵‿

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A smile spreads your lips as the man you've been thinking about all day finally comes into view. You're not supposed to be here. You barely even know how you got here. All you know is you want his cock in your mouth and his cum down your throat.

"Y/n? What’s up?" he asks, confused as you take his hand and pull him down the hallway. You don't answer, finding the closest closet and opening the door, pushing him inside.

You push him against the wall, immediately sinking to your knees and looking at him with a devilish smile. "What- what are you doing?" he stutters.

"Shh, just enjoy it, Shoto," you coo, pulling his pants and boxers down, taking his cock in your hand and mouth, sucking hard. Shoto's mouth falls open in a gasp, his hand flying to your hair, his hips already trying to buck into your mouth.

"Oh- oh my-" he gasps, feeling you take him down your tight throat, your tongue circling his sensitive tip. "Y/n- I- close," He can't last. Not with you swallowing him so fast, so deep, your head moving so quickly his legs want to buckle. "Please, please, make me cum. L-Like tha- that- yes, please," he begs, panting and gasping as he can feel the cum already wanting to shoot from his slit, sitting, waiting. He only needs a little more for the powerful orgasm to wash through him.

Your eyes open, and you feel hot. You move and stretch a little, getting your barrings from having just woken up. You hear breathing behind you and see an arm relaxed over your waist. You look over your shoulder and see Shoto peacefully asleep, and it all comes rushing back to you.

It was a dream... and oh yeah, you're married to him.

You can almost laugh at how your brain conjured up a dream of you and Shoto at school, all while managing to make you forget you're already with the Pro Hero. Yeah, you could almost laugh, almost.

One thing from the dream is true, though. And that's that you want Shoto's cock in your mouth, his cum down your throat, and to hear him beg and moan while you do it.

Conveniently, you can feel Shoto's morning wood pressed against your butt. You turn around, smiling as you push Shoto on his back, a little rougher than you had to, but that's only cause you want him to wake up, and he does. His eyes squint open, his brain still confused from the sudden jolt awake.

"Morning, Sho," you coo, getting up to straddle his waist. You smile at how his cock is hard, so hard it's stood fully against his pelvis, his tip sticking out from his boxers, leaking pre cum.

"M-morning," he rasps, blinking and still waking up.

You smirk and lean down, pulling down his boxers, letting his cock free, and immediately taking it into your mouth. Shoto's eyes roll back, his hands gripping the bedsheets hard as you swallow him whole.

"Y-y/n, I-I- gonna c-cum fast," Shoto stutters. You knew he wouldn't last, not having just woken up, and you're already taking him down, but that's what you wanted.

"So good... your throat- so warm." Shoto can barely get his sentence out, and you're bobbing your head faster, making him moan louder and buck his hips as you move your head. You swallow around him, making him tense and gasp more.

Shoto can feel his orgasm quickly approaching. He can't see you, but imaging his cock disappearing into your mouth has his eyes crossing under his eyelids.

With a shaky hand, he brings it up and to your hair, pushing your face down, forcing his cock down your throat as hot long strips of cum spurt from his cock. Shoto cums a lot, twitching and sitting up, and with a loud groan, he holds your head with both hands as he pulls you back slowly and thrusts back in your throat quickly, prolonging his orgasm and working out as much cum as he can.

He only stops when it gets overwhelming, his tip not being able to take more simulation. Shoto lets you up, watching you to be sure you're ok before relaxing into the bed and catching his breath.

You're fine, a happy smile on your face as you swallow his cum and watch him, completely outdone and tired now. You get a tissue and clean the spit that remained on his cock, earning a quiet whimper when you come into contact. Once you're down, you lay back down, head on your hand as you lay on your side and look at the boy next to you.

Shoto always got tired after he came, and when he cums really hard, even more so. So now, he can barely keep his eyes open despite just waking up. You get comfortable on your back, opening your arms and letting Shoto turn over into them, laying his head on your shoulder, tucked in your neck as he closed his eyes, feeling you play with his hair.

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strxwberrylemonxde · 2 years

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Hola! Can I please request Shoto Todoroki (and whoever else) with a Fem! S/O that sleepwalks and sleep talks? Lately I’ve been doing that and it scares my family so much and I wanted to know if Shoto would have a similar response. You should hopefully be comfortable doing this considering it’s a pretty family friendly request but if not just lmk. Bye Bestie Westie!

Fem!S/O Who Sleepwalks & Sleep Talks

Featuring: Deku, Bakugou, Todoroki Genre: Fluff, Crack, Comfort-ish Warning: None WC: 0.67k A/N - Holy shit guys, uhhh... its been a minute since I've been here 💀 Thank you for the request bestie! This was such an interesting concept to write about and its been a while since I've written anything on here so I hope it's not terrible! Apologies if my depictions of sleepwalking and sleep talking aren't that accurate 💕

Poor baby was so worried you’d accidentally hurt yourself

The first time he saw it happen, he woke up in the middle of the night absolutely parched for a glass of water

And there you were standing in the corner of the room

When I tell you his heart almost leaped out of his throat-

“Uhh, baby?”

He’s remembered the times you’ve mentioned your sleepwalking before, but he’s never actually witnessed it until now

At this point, he’s scared of what to do

He’s heard of the “never wake a sleepwalker” rule and he wasn’t about to break that

So instead, he’d tentatively sit closer to the foot of the bed and monitor you for a bit

He’ll watch to make sure you don’t fall or hurt yourself and then he’ll gently lead you back to bed

After laying you back down, he’ll stay up for a while and make sure you don’t get back up

In the morning he’ll tell you about it and take note of anything that might have triggered it

“Sweet girl, you scared me half to death last night”

First time he ever heard you sleep talk, this man thought you were talking shit to him 💀

He’ll be laying next to you like “the fuck did you just say to me” only to realize you’re still asleep

Not gonna lie, I think he finds your sleep-talking entertaining

Sometimes he’ll respond to your random comments just to see if you’ll react

And if you happen to say some lowkey cryptid things, he’s gonna wake you up just to put your ass back to bed 😭

First time he ever saw you sleepwalk, this man almost killed you thinking you were a villain or intruder

The loudness of his quirk was more than enough to wake you up, scaring both you and him shitless thinking you were both under attack

Katsuki hates to admit that he worries about you when you sleepwalk

He thinks you’ll hurt yourself and he won’t be there to help you

So some nights, he’ll stay up just to watch over you

And if he sees you starting to sleepwalk, he’ll guide you back to bed

“C’mon dumbass, back to bed we go”

I like to think that Katsuki would take the liberty of studying your sleepwalking and sleep-talking habits

Much like Deku, he observes what triggers it and how to care for you

Cus the last thing he wants is for his darlin’ to get hurt in the middle of the night

He deadass thought you were possessed first time he saw it happen

He woke up in the middle of the night once and saw you walking around the bedroom

And you were mumbling about the most obscure things

I’m serious when I say he was literal seconds away from calling the local priest or something bc he was scared shitless

For a while, he just sat there and kept his eye on you to make sure you didn’t start floating or contorting

You made him watch the Exorcist once and now he's scarred (no pun intended)

He will ask you about it in the morning bc he was still convinced you had a demon in you or something

When you explain to him about your tendencies to sleepwalk and talk, he was relieved you weren’t possessed

“I see. I thought a villain possessed you.”

After you tell him about it, he’ll ask if there's anything he could do to help

He doesn’t want you to accidentally get hurt or anything so sometimes he’ll stay up a little after you’ve fallen asleep to make sure you’re okay

Or if he catches you sleep talking, he’ll listen to you out of curiosity

He wants to know what goes in your head when you fall asleep lmfao

Overall, he’s going to do everything he can to make sure you're safe in your sleep

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dat-bruv-person · 2 years

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༊*·˚ can't sleep love

a/n: I see bnha fanart and am like wow why can't my ocs feature in this shit but don't worry one day I'll create my own manga and me and Horikoshi can collab 😤 🤧

gn!reader, black/poc!reader friendly :)

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Deku has you in his mind 24/7 and has successfully managed not to make a fool of himself since coming to terms with his feelings. Whenever he sees you, his hot af crush, he wipes the sweat off of his head and struts towards you to show you the new decorations he did around the page he made dedicated to you - ignore him tripping over his own feet. My guy is a show-off and hear me out, here is what he says. Hi [last name], good morning! So I was looking at you in training whilst you were fighting Kaachan, n-not like that of course, and made a few more notes on you and your quirkl! Look at the flowers I put around your name! That one's called a primrose~ ₊·*◟(⌯ˇ- ˇ⌯)◜‧*･ Boy shut your proud ass up-

Todoroki wants to be on your good side, and even before Deku could convince him that he was not his father and didn't have to do as he wanted, he knew you'd be a good ally and person to look out for. As a result of his friend's pep talk and having a new outlook on the concept of companionship, Shouto decided that befriending you was a good place to start; he asks if he's still your friend every 5 seconds. Good morning, [last name]. I've heard Asui call you [name], do I have permission to do the same? I feel like you mean a lot to me and therefore I should mean a lot to you too right? You may call me Shouto because you are my friend, so I should be able to call you [name]. We are still friends, right? I can hold your hand as Uraraka does with you, right? I can- I know that Aizawa-sensei has told us to be quiet but I feel my questions are more important at the moment. So? How about we go to lunch together and you can think about it on your way there- no we are not going with Yaoyarozu. It's just you and me as close friends. Think about parents going on a date, they don't want their children interfering.

Just Bakugou™️ Oi, loser, what do you think you're doing with Shitty Hair and Dunce Face? They won't teach you anything good, come lemme shove some quality knowledge into that head-empty brain of yours!

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homos-in-training · 2 years

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Incorrect MHA-35 (TodorokixReader)

Y/n: Snow got me feeling some kind of way

Todoroki: That's hypothermia

Y/n: Dang the doctor said it was the magic of christmas

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airybcbyy · 1 year

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A Place in this World

Shoto Todoroki x Fem! Reader

CW; Shoto pushing reader to figure out her future, reader is a free spirit, Shoto gets annoyed, talk of shoto being like his dad (it’s for the story i promise), fairly short, healthy relationship with bickering, based on taylor swift’s “a place in this world” obvi, let me know if i missed anything!

Synopsis; Being at UA usually meant you were going to become a pro hero, but you really weren’t sure what you wanted to do; which drives your goal driven boyfriend, shoto, up the wall.

Being at UA meant you had the best pipeline into being a pro hero, but you weren’t even sure if that was how you wanted to live. There were so many other career paths; a doctor, a teacher, a business owner. All of them seemed like something you were so much more interested in, but you still weren’t sure.

“You still haven’t decided to be a hero yet?”Shoto, your boyfriend of six months now, was a very goal oriented person and knew exactly what he wanted to do after graduation. Surpass his father as a hero. Maybe someone as carefree and fearless as you shouldn’t have even come into contact with a person like Shoto, but you know the old saying, “opposites attract” or whatever. And while,yes, you and Shoto attracted each other, there were also times where it seemed like you two were the same ends of a magnet, always trying to pull apart due to the force.

That force was your indecisiveness. Shoto, as much as he didn’t wish to admit it, was like his father in very little ways; ways that no one except people who were really close to him would see. The need to be a top hero, the need for his partner to also be a hero, those were what he gained from his father even though he didn’t wish to admit it. “Hmm…nope! Ya know, I could be a daycare worker! I do love kids.” If he didn’t know you better, Shoto could have assumed you were simply doing this to get on his nerves, but you weren’t. You were simply a girl trying to find a place in this world. A place where you wouldn’t be scrutinized over one wrong move, but also a place where you received and gave out affection. A place like that was hard to find, and you weren’t sure you’d ever come into contact with it.

“Y/N come on, what more do you need? You go to UA, you’re doing a work study, and everyone has seen your quirk from the sports festival! You’re thinking too hard about this. Just become a hero.” and here came the problem with dating a man who knew what he wanted out of life; the constant pressure to figure out what the hell you wanted to do.

“I don’t know. Seems like a lot of work. What about a pediatric nurse?” You had always loved kids and the medical field seemed like a simpler way of being a superhero, at least to you. “You’re going to change that idea tomorrow.” “Tomorrow's a mystery! You never know~” you gave the boy a small smile, you knew how annoyed he got with you, but luckily he stayed around.

You could only hope he stayed around long enough for you to find your place in this world.

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gatitties · 1 year

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Stars

─ Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader

─ Summary: looking at the stars is now a hobby for both of us.

─ Warnings: none

You put the jacket on your shoulders, the air outside was cold and the night sky made its way through the last golden rays of the sun, with calm steps you climbed the stairs of the building to the roof. You curved your lips up when you saw the beautiful view, it was relaxing to go up and contemplate the constellations after a long day training and studying, but above all to get away from all worries, just empty brain contemplating live art.

You were slightly startled by feeling the warm touch of another person on your shoulder, not feeling the silent person who positioned himself next to you.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

You smiled at him, somewhat surprised to see Todoroki there, who usually went to bed early, or you simply didn't think he would ever visit the roof of the dormitories at nightfall.

"It's nothing."

You played it down, contemplating the stars above the sky, resting your arms on the railing that separated your body from a drop several meters high, Shoto remained silent, following your gaze and turning his eyes from time to time towards your figure, as if he wanted to say something but he didn't even know what, he really didn't know what he was doing there either, but since he saw you constantly go up to the roof he was curious to know what you were doing up there for so long. You caught his gaze several times, causing a tingle in your body, with a small sigh you turned to face him.

"They are pretty, aren't they?"

"Huh?"

"The stars are really beautiful."

You smiled pointing at the starry sky that hung over both of you, once again admiring the mantle stained with bright points.

"Yes, they are."

He muttered following the direction in which you were pointing to the starry sky, although he had a slightly confused look, making you laugh slightly, you knew he had no idea what you were pointing to, apart from, obviously, the little suns with no apparent form.

"That's the Ursa Minor."

"The… Ursa Minor?"

He narrowed his eyes without being able to visualize the figure, as before, only seeing a lot of white dots without forming a concrete silhouette. You approached him, grabbing his arm, stretching it out, resting your head next to his to try to have the same vision, you pointed his finger towards the stars, joining the lines that formed that constellation.

"I see." he turned his face, being a few centimeters from yours, causing your face to feel hot, you smiled nervously, seeing his eyes full of pure curiosity "Can you teach me more?"

You nodded, relaxing your body, without breaking the distance, noticing how his warm skin made contact with yours while you pointed to the most constellations on the mantle, murmuring some mythological data about them while he listened with complete concentration.

It was routine to go up to the roof at night after that encounter.

#drabble #bnha shoto todoroki #bnha #mha #shoto x reader #reader insert #todoroki x fem!reader #sfw #i put fem reader but this could be gn reader xd #or male reader #fluff

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blueberrybubbleteah · 1 year

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Ok but hear me out: Todoroki Shoto x reader where this mtf is a hard dom and the reader have low self-esteem/body image issues 🥺😫

#shoto todoroki #mha todoroki #todoroki x reader #todoroki x fem!reader #todoroki smut #todoroki shoto x reader #mha shoto #mha smut #mha x reader

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aaakikoo · 1 year

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thinking of… || play along, t.shouto x f!reader

jealous boss Todoroki that wanders around the office, picks up the hottest chick he finds, in this case it was one of his secretaries, yaoyorozu momo.

he picks her up, and starts chatting her up, brings coffee to her desk, compliments her outfit, and holds up the door open for her. But he could not give less of a fuck about her. He is doing this to make you, his jealous girlfriend, well? Jealous obviously, it started as a little game between the two of you in high school where you would buy lunch for Midoriya or Kaminari to make your then-shy boyfriend jealous, and ended up in a completion once you both started working.

Todoroki had changed a lot since highschool, if you can remember correctly, he was shy, didn’t speak a lot, confident and very innocent. but god, he was packing even back then. Now, he’s a lot a lot more confident in himself, he is sassy sometimes and so attractive when he’s being mean to you.

Once the two of you reached your house, you locked the front door behind you, grabbed your annoying boyfriend by his tie and shoved him to the wall, “you’re fucking mine.” You hissed against his neck.

“Well? Prove it then, pretty girl.”

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yaimlight · 2 years

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Rating: 18+ minors do not engage

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader / Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader / Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shoto / Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader x Todoroki Shoto

You’re wrapped in rope, the red cotton standing out beautifully against your skin. It loops around your thighs and lower leg, keeping them pulled close before disappearing behind your back where your hands are tied securely to the small of your back. It keeps your legs up and open, exposing you to them and making it impossible for you to close her legs when it becomes too much. The rope loops around your arms, keeping them drawn in close before wrapping around your neck and down between your breasts, the ends tied back to the rope already wrapped around your thighs and keeping you exactly how they want you. They’re pulled tight, digging in and most likely on the wrong side of painful but you hadn’t complained once when Katsuki had strung you up, just moaning obscenely as he pulled them tighter and tighter.

They're all a little lost, consumed by what they're doing. Katsuki’s still between your legs, his hands curled around them and forcing them down toward your chest. He’s growling out filth as he erratically jerks his hips forward. He’s chasing his own high at this point after denying them both for longer than normal. His hands are smoking, his body glistening with sweat and chest heaving. He’s mesmerising like this, all rippling muscles and gleaming eyes, his blonde hair sticking to his forehead and lips pulled back into a snarl like he’s some kind of wild animal. Between his laboured breaths and low moans Katsuki tells you that your pathetic, that this is all your good for. He calls you a slut, a whore, a cum hungry fuck hole that should be grateful that he’s got his dick buried balls deep in your greedy little cunt. You only ever moan in answer, your words useless when your mouth is stuffed full of Shoto’s dick.

Most of your weight is resting on your shoulders and Shoto’s half leaning over your head to get as deep into your throat as he can. He’s got one hand buried in your hair, his grip tight as he forces you to keep your head back, his other hand gripping your jaw just as tightly. His fingers dig into the hinges of your jaw forcing your mouth wide open as he fucks down into your throat with reckless abandonment. There’s tears streaming down your cheeks, your lips red and puffy and looking sinfully good stretched around his dick. It’s a familiar sight but not one he will ever get bored off, not when it feels this good.

The hand gripping your jaw is cold, ice covering the appendage and already halfway up his arm. It spreads out across your jaw and up your check, dangerously close to your eye. You have to be close to getting frostbite, Katsuki's natural warmth and Shoto’s own fire quirk probably the only things keeping you from going into shock. He should be worried, especially as he feels ice covering the inside of your mouth and working its way down your throat. He should be scared that he’s going to cause permanent damage to your lungs or heart if he keeps this up but all you do is moan, sucking greedily on his dick as he shoves it down your throat once more before jerking back just a quickly. Shoto’s close to cumming though and the only thing on his mind is whether to cum down your throat or pull out and cum all over your face instead, leaving you there used and covered in his spend whilst Katsuki finds his own release.

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hinatastinygiant · 2 years

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Pairing: Todoroki Shoto x Fem!Reader

As a student who transferred into university in the middle of the year for classified reasons, Y/N struggles to fit the expectations that are set up for here- especially when she begins to break some of the rules that have been placed for her comfortable transfer…

Warnings: Violence, Language Warning! NSFW (18+)

I DO NOT OWN MY HERO ACADEMIA OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.

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lolaxbunnyy · 2 years

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Pairing: Prohero! Bakugou x black reader x Prohero! Deku x Prohero! Todoroki

Warnings: Cursing!

Genre: Fluff

“Dammit Kachaan! You just fucked it up!” Izuku yelled at his boyfriend. Katsuki growled. “Shut the hell up dumbass! Can’t you see I’m trying…” Todoroki sweat dropped at the both of them. They were supposed to be figuring out a way to design wedding rings for the four of them, without their soon to be fiancé knowing. “Here doesn’t that look good? I know I’m an excellent artist.” Bakugou laid down a almost poorly drawn ring with big orange diamonds on it. Deku and Todoroki smiled nervously. “It does, Bakugou…in its own way of course.” Bakugou frowned. “Why don’t we just do it online guys? It would look better- I mean be better!” Bakugou clicked his tongue. “All you idiots had to say was it was bad.” He pouted and rolled his eyes. Todoroki smiled. “Awe~ don’t be mad baby~.” Bakugou’s cheeks flushed red. “I-I’m not mad! And don’t you think you’re a little to close…?” The peppermint haired man quirked a brow at his boyfriend.

“Really? Well I don’t think I’m close enough.” Todoroki got even closer to Bakugou’s face making him blush even darker. “Could you two just kiss already and get this over with?!” Deku yelled while rubbing his temples. “Sure but it’s only fair to kiss you as well.” Todoroki smiled before giving Bakugou a slow kiss on the lips. When he let go, the blonde was in a daze. He then got up and went to kiss Deku in his lips with the same slow kiss he gave Bakugou. “There now everyone is happy.” Todoroki smiled as his two dazed boys. Deku shook his head. “C’mon guys. We have to get this over with before Y/N gets home.” The other boys went on either of Deku’s sides and watched on the computer with him.

~Two days later~

“Y/N are you ready yet?” Todoroki asked while knocking on the door. As if on cue, the curly haired female opened the door and walked out in her tight black dress towards the dresser where her perfumes were. “Yes, baby. I’m ready.” She smiled at him. He kissed her lips then gently grabbed her hand and led her downstairs towards the front door. “Where are the other two?” “They’re already in the car.” She nodded and walked towards the car that was set in front of their house and got in. Bakugou was driving while Todoroki was in the drivers seat and Deku was in the back seat with her. He grabbed her hand and kissed it gently. “Hello beautiful.” He smiled at her as he pulled her into his lap since he chose to sit in the middle seat, and she kissed his lips softly. “Hello.” She was still so amazed how after all this time they managed to make her fit in this crazy relationship they had. At the end of third year the three of them got together but when they met her they made the decision to take her in as their own.

Of course she didn’t want to ruin what they had already started but they made room for her anyways and she couldn’t be more happier. Before the car had started Bakugou had gently grasped her neck and pulled her head back so she could kiss him as well. “I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who hasn’t gotten a kiss so far.” He mumbled against her lips. She smiled against his and kissed him once more. He let her go so he could start the car. They finally arrived at some fancy ass restaurant and her mouth dropped as she got out of the car, with Todoroki’s help of course since he is a gentleman. “This place looks very expensive.” Bakugou smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist. “It’s fine baby, you deserve the best anyways.” He kissed her neck making her smile. “Now let’s go.” Deku said while gently slapping her ass making her let out a squeak. “God I can’t wait till we get you out of that dress sweetheart.” Todoroki grinned at her.

“You boys are such horn dogs.” She sighed. The lady walked them over to their table and smiled as she handed them their menus. When they ordered and got their food they all ate while laughing, joking and reminiscing. She watched as her boys talked to each other and smiled. She knew that is they didn’t have her they wouldn’t be able to smile and be happy lol this. “Baby?” She snapped out of her thoughts when Bakugou waved a hand in her face. “You okay?” She nodded. “Never been better. I’m full though and starting to get a little tired.” The boys nodded and one of them called for the check. Once they paid for the food they all got back in the car and drove home. All of them taking their showers and Y/N going last.

When she got out she walked into their shared bedroom and yawned. She notice how the light was already off and turned around to turn it on. “Did you boys fall asleep without….me…” Her question dies down as she say them on one knee. Tears filled her eyes as she smiled at them. “Y/N you have made all three of us the happiest men alive, the moment we laid eyes on you we knew that we wanted to be with you forever so…will you marry us?” They all said the last part at the same time. “Yes…” She whispered quietly. Bakugou took the ring out of the box and gently placed it onto her ring finger. She looked at it. It was silver with red, white and green diamonds on it. They all stood up and she happily kissed them all.

“I love you boys so much…”

“We love you more baby.”

Yall I’m sorry If this was cringy

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yesitsmewhataboutit · 2 years

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Intimacy

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

➤ A chill morning with you and Shoto. However, you forget you’re having company. Spoiler alert: you guys like to cuddle naked

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Shoto's soft breaths pan over your skin. His chill fingers rest on your stomach, his face tucked in your neck. You don't know how long you'd been laying there after you woke, but you didn't dare move, wanting to soak up all the time of cuddling you had left.

At some point, you finally decide to turn around. Slow, turning in Shoto's hold and pressing more against his chest. You loved times like these. You could run your hands through his hair, down his chest, and just feel close to him.

Even after all the years, you've been together, lying with him never gets old. You adapted to stripping away all your clothes when you guys slept. It's perfect for both of you. Sensual, intimate, the skin-to-skin makes you both feel happy, connected.

"You know they'll be awake any second now, right?" Shoto's voice pulls you from your tranquil thoughts. You blink and look up at him. His tired eyes barely cracked open as he looked at you, a small smile trying to pull at his lips.

"Yeah, well, we can probably stretch for a few more minutes," you say.

You both knew the twins would be up soon, wanting breakfast as they always did, but if you could, you'd stay in bed with Shoto as long as possible.

Shoto tightens his arm around you, pressing your naked body closing, feeling content and at peace. You close your eyes again and shift up a bit so you can bury your face in his neck, feeling yourself slip back asleep.

Sure enough, though, within seconds, you hear the patter of two sets of little feet racing down the hallway and bursting into your room.

"Mommy! Daddy! Wake up!"

"Yuri, Yuki, what have we told you about coming into our room when the door's closed. You have to knock," Shoto gently scolds, discretely lifting the blankets a little higher over your body for security. With you and Shoto's cuddling habits, plus how close and comfortable you are, ever since the twins could walk and get around on their own, you guys told them if your door was closed, knock. You never knew what you two could be doing or what the situation was, and you didn't want them to see something they shouldn't.

"But grandma told us to wake you!" Yuki chirps happily, standing next to your bed.

Your eyes snap open, and you pull away slightly to sit up and turn around. "Wait, grandma-"

"Good morning!" your mother coo as she enters the room, tray table in hand.

Your eyes widen, your hand flying to secure the blanket over your chest as you completely sit up. "Mom! You- I-I forgot you were coming today. How'd you get in?" your surprise quickly switches to confusion.

"My lovely grandkids, of course," she says, happy, as she sets the tray on the edge of your bed. "I made breakfast."

"Mommy, are you naked?" Yuri asks, a confused look on his face as he stands directly next to you, able to see your bare back.

"Oh, I- I-"

"FREEZY!" Yuki shouts as she appears at the other side of your bed, activating her quirk, little icicles forming in her hands, and presses them to Shoto's back. Shoto hisses and jumps, his body pressing against yours as he scoots away from the little girl.

It's something she picked up on doing ever since she found her quirk. She'd surprise Todoroki and press her cold hands to his body randomly. Usually, his legs, maybe even his butt since that's all she could reach, but since he was laid down on his side, she could get to his bare skin, immediately taking advantage of the opportunity.

"Where did she even learn to do that?" Shoto groans and turns over, burying his face into his pillow as he tries to warm his back.

"Mom, can you please take them and wait outside while we get ready?" you plead, wanting a few moments for you and Shoto to collect yourselves. "And Yuki, Yuri, I told you both not to open the door for anyone. Do not do that again, even if you think you know who it is," you give the five-year-old boy next to you a stern look.

Your mother nods and starts to turn back to the door. "Come on, kid. Why don't we let your parents start eating and get dressed, and I'll take you to the park."

Yuki has always been the twin you have to watch out for the most since she's so outgoing and energetic. So once again, you don't notice as she pulls the chair that's next to the bed from Shoto's desk, settling it next to the bed and climbing on it, then jumping on you two, effectively startling you both.

As a reflex, you put your hands out to catch and stable her in your lap, but that also makes the blanket fall from your chest, plus ruffling the covers and moving them off Shoto as well. “But I wanna stay here,” she says when she lands.

Yuri gasps, "Mommy is naked!" his little face scrunching up as he points.

"Daddy is too!!" Yuki shouts as she looks at Shoto.

"Ewwwwww." They both say in unison.

Shoto is quick to try to cover himself up as you do the same, trying to shimmy the blanket back between you and the little girl on your lap. “Alright, alright, come on, let’s give them some privacy and you can join them for lunch later,” your mom tries again. This time it works, the kids sigh and begin to exit your room. “Next time maybe they’ll be ready for the surprise company,” your mom says, giving you a teasing look.

“Mom!”

“What? Not my fault you two do it like rabbits,” she teases.

“Do wha-“ Yuri starts.

“We weren’t-“ you say at the same time.

“Byeeeee!” your mom interrupts as she closes the door.

You and Shoto sigh, relaxing back into the bed and taking a moment. “Those kids,” you sigh.

“That mother,” Shoto snickers.

“Our family,” you look over at him, both of you erupting in laughter.

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i-need-an-adult-help · 2 years

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Todoroki x fem!Reader

Angsty college AU

Y/N has lived a life where she always preferred the sadder ending over one with unrealistic love and happiness. Everyday, she’d trudge her way to the old, sage armchair under the light of the broken window and read there. Alone. But maybe not as alone as she thought.

She has to go soon. Might as well make her time worth while.

Hurt very little comfort, angst, reader death, fluff if you squint and are also very blind, that’s basically it :D

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Y/N walked along the student-filled halls, gentle chatter wafting through the air. Footsteps paced around her, each person that passed by with a gleeful smile on their lips.

A heavy sigh lifted itself from her throat, arms carefully tightening around the red and black book within her grasp, securing the words of knowledge written on its white-lined pages. A black bag was slung over her right shoulder as she walked, not caring each time she stumbled or tripped, eyes only glued to the tiled floor.

Reading was how she disassociated herself from the world, pretending that the charming royalty and cheery people were all of whom she had known herself. Tales of true love and happy endings were only fairytale.

She knew that.

And that's where the disassociation stopped.

The library of the university was often a place she visited in her spare time. Away from classes and the problems of the world, Y/N often found herself nestled within the safety of shelves—of books, and of articles written by authors and scholars who once roamed these halls.

A small nook was where she normally sat, a worn, sage-coloured armchair with scratches and crevices interwoven within the surface laying under a broken window. Stark-old floorboards cried whenever somebody walked near her, dusty cobwebs and rusty nails adhered to the wall beside.

Suffice to all that, she still found the area rather comforting to spend her time in; it felt like home.

Her hand flipped the page.

'Mine has been a life of much shame,' she read. 'I can't even guess myself what it must be to live the life of a human be—" her train of thought was cut off.

"Excuse me, but what book do you have there?"

Y/N flicked a jaded eye from the ink on the page, back still remaining hunched as she leaned over the book, [h/c] hair partially blocking her view of the boy in front of her.

"'No Longer Human' - Osamu Dazai," she spoke, tilting the book's cover to his eye's view, watching him read the title to reaffirm her words.

The boy nodded briefly, “Thought so.”

She went back to ignoring him.

Y/N put the book carefully back on her knee, rereading through the paragraph she had already skimmed over before he bothered her.

A moment of silence passed through them, leaves 'tatting' at the broken window as she continued to read, eyes tracing along one line and moving to the next.

'I can't even guess myself wha—"

He spoke.

"Is it any good?" he asked her, seeming persistent to bug her into talking.

She sighed once again, eyes closing before she nodded her head and went back to reading, planning on ignoring any further advance he made.

Y/N has read this book a million times. Sure. She knows the tale better than the back of her hand. She loves this story; it's . . . realistic. The tale of a man experiencing life and grief as it is—ending the tale on more of a despairing note than anything other.

The boy who had come still had not left. Maybe her sense of time was off. Had it only been a few seconds? She doubted he would stand there any longer than necessary.

The book she held faintly 'clapped' shut, her eyes quickly reverting to his face as he emptily looked out the window.

"Why are you still here?" Y/N asked him, hands folded atop the book, "Nowhere else to be?"

He shrugged his shoulders, still seeming to trace something out the window with his gaze. "I see you reading that book a lot. I wanted to know why you liked it so much."

Now that she had had a good look at his face, he did seem rather familiar. White and red hair lay upon his head, grey and brown irises glowing in the mellow sunlight as he looked blankly away. She couldn’t place where she knew him.

Y/N cocked a brow at his question, a small grin finding its way to her [s/c] lips. "Why I like it so much?"

The boy nodded, folding his arms over his chest. "My mother said it was her father's favourite book; apparently, I'm a lot like him. I thought I'd give it a try."

"And you want to know if it's your sort of genre?"

He nodded once more, finally looking away from the window and into her gaze, cheeks vaguely a-flush. "If you wouldn't mind telling me something about it."

Y/N rested her elbow on her knee—face on her palm, thought overcoming her features as she yawned into her hand.

"The reason why I like it is because it's realistic," she said to him, coming down from her yawn, "from the problems, to the characters, from the characters, to the ending."

Her face cringed at an upcoming thought. "Fairytales aren't my favourite things," she paused, rethinking her words, "...true love doesn't just fall from the sky; things don't often have happy endings."

"He ends it on a melancholy note, reflecting on the differences he could have made, the actions he regrets, and all the misery he could have saved himself from."

"That's realistic."

The boy took on a look of bewilderment as he tilted his head. "Realism, huh?" A moment of thought passed through his face before he asked a question once again.

"Why aren't happy endings realistic to you?"

Y/N shrugged, not really listening to the question he had proposed as she rested her head on the clothed skin of her shoulder.

She had a perfectly good response, of course, but why bother burdening him with something he never asked to know?

It’s nothing important, anyway.

"Hey . . . may I borrow that book?" he queried, "once you're done with it, of course."

Y/N’s eyes looked down to the book as she lifted it slightly to her eyes. “Borrow it?” she spoke aloud, redrawing the cover with her gaze. She looked up at him with a grin on her face.

“Sure. Why not?”

And that's how they met.

In the nook of a university library by the old armchair with crevices and scratches—within the dust and the cobwebs that decorated it . . . he asked her for a favour.

A regular thing, it may seem, but she never caught his name; she never even asked.

Every day or so for nearly two years, the boy would come in and see her in the same armchair, reading a book under the light of the broken window.

He always asked her what she was reading, she always gave him curt replies, trying to lose his interest in the matter . . . looking back, she never wanted him to leave.

They repeatedly traded books, leaving them on the chair for each other to find, little post-it notes with snarky or witty remarks written on the paper when neither were around.

When they both found themselves in the nook, they often sat together in a comfortable silence, books in their hands and eyes reading over the words. Conversations were occasionally exchanged, dreams and aspirations being discussed by one another.

They grew close—despite neither having asked for a name. A kindred spirit, maybe? The natural connection between two broken souls was a possibility.

He didn't know . . . neither did she.

His nickname for her was 'Ms. Realistic'. She would've chosen something other, but it'll do. She didn't despise it, or anything. Y/N had one for him too, after all.

Over the year, they grew closer as strangers and something more. As friends.

Y/N grew more and more tired, not being able to remain awake in a constant focus, yet not being able to fall asleep. Her muscles spasmed; she felt hot when it was cold; her mother wasn't there, she heard her anyway...

it'd been like this for a while.

She’d known what was going on for almost three years, now. She just refused to speak up.

The page flipped in her fingers, falling to the other side of her book as she continued to trace along the lines. The light from the window shone in, illuminating the white pages as she quietly read in her place.

Pale curtains fluttered into the room with the crack in the lonely window, uplifting the small piles of dust laying scattered in the room.

The words were blurrier than normal. Who knows if she's reading what's really on the page?

"Ms...

....L/N?"

The girl looked up from her page, meeting the eyes of her doctor who stood by the doorway. "Yes?" she responded, the book still open in her palms.

Y/N had changed over the past few years; bags becoming more prominent under her eyes and harder for her to carry. Her hair was often a mess and her face was worn and tired-looking.

The boy sometimes asked of her appearance, she brushed him off with a simple shrug and a wave of her hand . . . not that he ever bought that she was fine.

The doctor tilted her head, eyes swirling with pity and grief as she dramatically sighed. Y/N was sure she'd seen it before; regifted pity was all she was receiving.

The doctor wandered further into the room, sitting on a chair beside the patient's bed. "Most patients . . . unfortunately don't live through FFI, as there is no wa—"

Y/N sighed, already expecting the news. She clapped her book shut, cutting the other woman off.

"How long do I have left?"

The doctor let out a small breath of air. "You've been living with it for so long; a few weeks, I'd say. If you'd like, we could call your family to begin—"

"I don't have any family."

Y/N paused, biting her lip in annoyance as more pity became noticeable in her doctor's eyes. "Am I still able to leave the hospital?" she asked, subtle yet desperate hope falling into her voice.

The other woman nodded. "As long as an escort is present."

Y/N huffed. "It's not like I can fall asleep..." she grumbled, facing the small window in the wall.

"We can't be here for too long," the man spoke, hand resting on her shoulder as they looked up at the old building. "You need to get back to the hospital for your checkups—"

The girl shrugged his shoulder off. "I'm dying—soon, at that. What's the point?" she asked, feet slowly bringing her to the library doors.

As they entered the library, the familiar quiet and gentle warmth filled her fatigued mind with a fuzzy chill, the feeling of home finally returning from when she had left. She'd missed this. Everything about it.

Not listening to the complaints of the escort behind her, she slowly ambled through the walls of old books, the smell overwhelming her senses.

The sound of a pages turning alerted her, the floorboards she recognised squeaking under her shoe-covered feet as she took steps towards her nook.

'No longer human'

He wasn’t there.

The book she had leant the boy sat on the chair, the red, a bright contrast to the musty green of the old armchair. A note sat on the book, white paper stuck to the cover.

Her tired face formed a faint smile at the sight, slowly halting in her tracks to admire what sat.

He had left the book for her to find, knowing she would eventually return to her nook in the corner by the dust and the cobwebs and the old nails in the wall.

It was only diminutive happiness she had experienced—short and merely a speck in the ever-moving world. The boy wouldn't miss her; he didn't even know her name.

Why was she here?

The smile on Y/N's face slowly faded at the thought, pace quickening as she ran over to grab the note off the book, tearing it from the cover.

'I haven't seen you in a while, Ms. Realistic. Thought I might give you this back for when you return.

Also, you were right, the sombre ending was far more realistic than a fairytale love. Happiness doesn't prevail, does it?

I never really believed it did, to be frank. In the end, I just wanted to speak with you—learn about you, I guess. You intrigued me.

I suppose I didn't really do that, did I? I still call you 'Ms. Realistic', after all.

I won't be returning for a couple weeks, though; I'm visiting my mother in hospital a couple towns out of here (did I mention she was doing better?).

See you later. I have a book you might like :)

- Two-toned.'

She stared down at the note in her hands, facial muscles remaining inexpressive at the well-thought out message.

‘See you later.’

‘Later.’

Drip.

Drop.

Drip.

One by one, tears fell from her eyes, slipping down her cheeks and curling on the tip of her lips, mouth sitting partially agaped.

The piece of paper started to dampen with her leaking tears, the sheet quivering in her fingers as she reread and reread the blurry words that had been stained by her tears.

Her muscles strained as she tried to stop herself from ripping it to shreds, as she tried to stop herself from screaming at herself for all she’d done.

An epiphany had befallen on her, striking her mind white with the lack of thought; she refused to think—to acknowledge it.

Y/N’s lips quivered as the note sat within her trembling fingers, hot water dripping down her cheeks, running to her chin and falling to the ink on the paper. She could only attempt to blink away the tears as she stared blankly at the white sheet.

Her legs trembled before buckling under her weight, a feeling of faintness coming to her mind, weakness taking over her body.

Abruptly, a choked sob tore from her throat, creating a ripple in the library's silence with her sickening cries of sadness.

After all the time she’d spent with him,

After every pain and struggle she’d shared with him—him doing the same in return,

After everything…

She’d never know who he was; he’d only ever remain a stranger passing by.

She would never know his name—the name of the boy who saved her life when she was stuck in an awful loop of despairing loneliness...

knowing she was to die.

Y/N could never see him again; she could never relay her problems or wishes to him ever again; she could never tell him of her wish to stay.

Who could they have become to each other if she had had longer on this earth? If in another universe she had had the chance to live longer, what could have become of that passing stranger?

The words began to imbue on the page, swirling in and around on the white paper—the sheet pulling apart and piecing together as she attempted to blink away the tears.

Maybe it was another delusion of hers, telling her the mistakes she had made and the actions she would regret.

Telling her how she could have saved herself from the misery of loss—loosing something she never had.

She could no longer tell the difference between the real and fake.

And what was the point in trying?

"Ms. L/N? We need to be heading off soon. Are you ready to . . . leave?" The man stopped at the sight of her.

Her face was rifled with raw emotion, tears spilling from the corners of her eyes as she hugged her arms to her chest.

Her mouth was open, it hung there like it was unable to close, horrid cries of anguish tearing from her throat.

"T-the last I'll ever see of him is a book," she cried, doubling over her own body in an attempt to conceal her dignity, her choked-out sobs still breaking her words. "A b-bloody book!"

The note wasn't real.

It was just an illusion of her broken mind.

Todoroki placed his hand on the door, pushing open the heavy wooden surface to enter into the book haven. It'd been four weeks since he'd seen Ms. Realistic sitting in her armchair, not a note or a book to alert him of her presence.

He wandered through the walls of bookcases, hand tracing over the dusty, leather covers, pulling some out to admire the pictures that decorated the old material.

The floorboards began to creak as he made his way closer to the nook, hoping that the mystery girl had left a new recommendation . . . or anything.

He'd grown fond of her, despite only calling her a half-hearted nickname. The way she smiled as he tried to argue with her pessimistic view on life, the way she giggled uncharacteristically while reading his wit-filled retorts on the sticky bits of paper.

Maybe he should ask for her name—tell her his.

As the chair came into view, all he saw was a blue post-it note atop of a red and black-covered book resting under the light of the broken window.

'Keep it. Please.

- Y/N'

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Love or Games?

Shoto Todoroki x female!reader

Word Count:1.4k

Warnings:none

Summary: In the face of the danger of the sports festival, you and shoto finally realize what you feel for each other...

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It was the sports festival. Of course, why not?! It had to happen here. Shoto and I would meet in battle, that was certain now.

I watched spellbound as Izuku yelled at Shoto to attack him full force, with his flamescand that's exactly what he did until Izuku lay on the floor, his bones broken.

"Oh Shoto," I muttered, looking down at him. He had burned half his tracksuit and was looking at Izuku, confused and breathing heavily.

he lifted his head and looked up at the spectators until his eyes got stuck on Me.

I nodded and jumped up. I ran down the stairs to the arena entrance.

,, Shoto?!", I yelled when I reached my destination, only to be shoved against the wall by an irascible Endeavor.

I rubbed my back and watched him storm off.

"Y/N!?", Shoto shouted and I immediately turned to him.

"Shoto!", I ran to him, a worried expression on my face, "Is everything ok?"

I put my hands on his shoulders questioningly and looked him up and down, but Shoto seemed alright.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh Shoto," I pulled him into a hug and I felt him pull me tightly against himself, burying his head in my shoulder.

I gently stroked his hair: "Everything will be fine"

"I swore to myself, Y/N," he murmured, looking up at me, "I swore I would never use my father's fire."

"Shoto", I put a hand on his cheek and forced the boy to look at me, "Like Izuku said: It's your power too, isn't it? Don't let your father dictate what you have to do. you will go your own way and this power..." I gently stroked his left shoulder, "Make it your own!"

He looked at me with big eyes. He had never opened like this to me before, although we were best friends and had both received scholarships, Shoto was rather quiet and distant.

"No one's ever said anything like that to me before" he mumbled, looking at me.

"Shoto..." I gathered my courage and leaned forward. Tentatively I kissed his cheek and then stepped back, "To a good fight"

I turned around and disappeared around the next corner, leaving a frozen and above all confused Shoto behind.

It was time, now we would compete against each other. Shoto and I faced each other in the arena.

"Good luck," Shoto murmured, looking at me promisingly.

Midnight raised her whip and gave the signal to start.

"Here we go, Shoto Todoroki and Y/N L/N finally meet each 6in this duel. This will be a promising fight, not only because their two Quirks are evenly matched. No no, as we found out, they are also best friends and have known each other for years! This will be a battle of giants!!"

Shoto immediately attacked me with a huge wall of ice, but I used my specialty of summoning and controlling water. So I blocked the ice wall and pushed them back.

Shoto dodged and ran towards me from the left. He jumped about five meters in front of me and formed an ice avalanche behind him.

I reacted quickly and dodged to the right, but still created a protective wall of water in front of me, in which the ice fragments got stuck. The ice melted and dissolved in the water.

now was my turn to attack.

I raised my arms and meter-high waves formed next to me, just waiting for my command to dash towards Shoto.

"Now it's getting tense, will the two friends be considerate of each other or will they attack each other relentlessly!? "

I looked Shoto in the eye, he looked at the masses of water for a few seconds and then spread to the blockade. His gaze met mine and for a second I could see all the raw emotion in his eyes.

the love for his mother that had gotten him this far after everything she had done to him.

The fear he felt of becoming like his father and the hatred he felt for him.

And then I saw it, the hope.

the hope of becoming a superhero, one of the greatest of all and I remembered why Shoto was here. Why he really wanted to win.

He wanted to prove it to his father.

Shoto wanted to prove that he wasn't his father. Shoto was just himself.

and then I realized what I had to do to help my best friend. To help him be himself, even if it meant...

I lowered my arms, the waves died down.

Shoto looked at me confused, but I just smiled and started walking backwards.

,, Y/N, what are you doing!?", Shoto shouted, but I kept walking.

,, But, what is going on now!? Y/N has retreated. It seems like she wants to disqualify herself and leave the field. Apparently she wants to let her friend win. Honorable motives, but what will the heroes think of them?! "

One more step and...

"Y/N is out of bounds, Shoto wins!!", Midnight exclaimed.

I left the field with a grin and ran to the exit.

But suddenly someone grabbed my arm and pulled me back. Shoto looked at me confused: "Why did you do that?!"

,, Shoto, you can win here. You know, it could help you with anything you ever wanted. You can be an incredible superhero without your dad!"

He looked at me speechless. suddenly he came closer to me and this time Shoto was the one who kissed my cheek.

"Oh oh, what's that!? Young love!?"

We part, startled, when the arena screens suddenly showed Shoto kissing my cheek.

I felt the heat rising in my cheeks and I grabbed Shoto's arm: "Come on, you have to prepare for the final fight"

I sat in the stands again, but this time I had to watch Shoto and Katsuki engage in a fierce battle.

I could hardly look. Katsuki challenged him more and more, he was using his entire strength.

But when Katsuki finally hollowed out the fatal final blow and Shoto suddenly extinguished his fire, my heart stopped for a moment.

When the smoke had disappeared and the aera was clear again, I saw Shoto lying the pile of debris from his ice cream, I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to the exit and towards the stairs.

"Y/N, wait, you can't just-" Ochaco yelled, but I was already gone and on my way to the arena entrance.

As soon as I reached it, I squeezed past Midnight, who was trying to restrain Katsuki, and ran to Shoto.

I pulled his unconscious body from the rubble and carefully laid his head on my lap.

,, Shoto? ", I gently ran my fingers through his hair, "Shoto, please wake up!?"

He started blinking and slowly Shoto started to wake up.

He sat up and looked at me.

"Y/N, I-I'm-" he began, but I cut him off.

"Shut up," I murmured, cupping his face in my hands before pressing my lips to his. He immediately replied, wrapping his arms around me.

I could hear the audience applauding, but I didn't care. Shoto was alive and well.

slowly we parted, but Shoto didn't leave my side for one second.

I gently grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet with me. He immediately put his arm around me.

,, Shoto? "I mumbled as we left the arena to applause and cheers.

"Yes?" he smiled.

"Don't do that again"

"I can't promise anything," he grinned.

I just rolled my eyes and pulled him back to me by the collar of his jacket.

"I've wanted to do that for so long," Shoto whispered and I could feel his icy breath on my skin.

"Me too," I replied before he pulled me towards him and placed his lips on mine again.

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