#:;shoto.todoroki

[maaarshieee]

U know how todoroki is popular in ua?

What about chubby reader who has a crush on him, but thinks that she doesn’t have any change bc what she looks like?

I just think shoto wouldn’t even understand that some people care about how they look. He would just be like ”why wouldn’t i like you..?” SO CUTE😭

➢ Sʜᴏᴛᴏ Tᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ x F!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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There were so many words that he could describe you with on top of his head, so he doesn't understand why would you assume he won't like you.

➵ Sᴛᴜɴɴɪɴɢ

cw: self deprecation, traumatic references, social anxiety references ⚠ just so you know, readers, you're beautiful no matter what you look! this is straight from my own insecurities and experiences!

No matter how much you reason with yourself, you can't help but feel everyone is looking at you, judging your every movement, and whispering behind your back.

You know that's not true, after all, Class 1-A has one of the nicest students you've ever met. The girls were nothing but accepting, and even Kaminari was shamelessly hitting on you from time to time. But insecurities won't just fade away just because you had a sudden change of environment, the damage has been done and the wound has been open ever since you could remember.

Your 'friends' always made jokes about your appearance and weight, which you'd always brush off with a laugh. They're just joking, right? No need to overreact. The last time you did, you ruined the mood, so you learned to keep your mouth shut and suck it up. No boy has even thought of giving any sort of interest towards you and chose prettier, slimmer girls.

You felt so ashamed of your body that you can't even stand being outside for too long. The suffocating, heavy pressure in your chest makes it hard to breathe as you always try to walk home as fast as you could. You always had your head down, trying to hide your round cheeks with your hands, or with the hood of your jacket. You always had your arms crossed to hide your big chest or your stomach. Even then, you still feel eyes on you. It's sickening.

So why do you even think you had a chance with Shoto Todoroki?

The thought of it makes you want to laugh at yourself. You've had crushes before, but the difference between those crushes and Shoto? Well, maybe you're foolish enough to actually fall in love. You weren't sure if that was the case, but these feelings were much stronger than what you previously had with other boys.

It merely started as a distant admiration.

Silently staring at him in awe, adoring his heterochromia eyes, his scar, the shape of his face, his hair, his quirk, and much more. It was as simple as that, an infatuation with the cold, quiet, and mysterious boy. I mean, who wouldn't? Girls like you would probably be drooling at his handsomeness. It made you feel silly about how basic you are. You really hoped it was just infatuation because that would be easier to deal with.

Now, why would you fall in love with Shoto in the first place? Well, it all pretty much happened after the Sports Festival. The boy grew more sociable, thanks to Midoriya. He tries to talk, but he was still awfully closed off. So you weren't sure why you were an exception. The day when you decided to beat Midoriya on inviting Shoto to your shared table was when Shoto decided to become close to you. Why? You had no idea.

Besides Midoriya, he often talked to you, maybe even more than anyone else. You'd invite him outside once and a while, and he'd surprisingly agree, showing up rather than leaving you in the dust. Which really made your heart want to explode. He's the first crush you had that interacted with you, and your emotions were a huge mess. You watched him grow, slowly getting used to conversations and often helping him with things he doesn't understand. The poor boy has 0 social skills, and you're more than happy to help him.

Which led to you falling stupidly hard for him. How? Shoto, underneath his aloof personality, was very kind. He offered to help with your homework, and to study with him, even with his struggle with socializing, he was being such a gentleman subconsciously to you, and overall someone nice to be with. He listened to your rambles without complaints and learned how to help you with your anxious habits.

In a crowded area, he always puts a hand on your shoulder and leads you somewhere more secluded. When you're delving deep inside your dark thoughts, he won't hesitate to call your name and rub your back to comfort you. The first time he did all this made you even more panicked, and his efforts in trying to be nicer to you backfired badly. It honestly makes your stomach do flips whenever he does something like this, it driving you insane. When you asked him when did he even learn all this, he gave you a straightforward answer.

"I asked Midoriya."

Eh, why?

"Because I notice you act not like yourself sometimes, and it's always in specific places. Midoriya has known you for a while, so I asked him. He told me you get anxious."

You blinked, astonished. Heat rose from your neck and onto your cheeks, growing hotter the more he spoke. Is... Is that so?

"I don't really understand why, Midoriya said it was a private matter to you, but I still wanted to help you in any way possible, so I asked for his advice as well."

You couldn't sleep that night. So many questions ran through your mind, trying to find a reason why he would go that far for you. You didn't want to jump to conclusions, but maybe he likes you too...? You wanted to slap yourself at that thought, face up in flames as you rolled onto your stomach, face planted on your pillow as it muffled your screams whilst you kicked your legs on your bed.

It's impossible for him to like you, not when you look like this. Maybe he just wanted to be friends with you, and maybe you're one of the easiest ones to befriend with! Yeah, that's only the possible reason why he's been so kind to you.

One thing you're sure of though, is that you're head over heels for him. You were so sure of it, and the fact that you've never experienced such a thing terrifies you. Gently, you began to hit your head. "Stupid stupid..." You muttered, rubbing your nose as you sniffled. "Why now...? Why him..?"

Did Shoto do something wrong?

Ever since he admitted to asking Midoriya how to help you in ways he could, you've been spending less time with him and more keen on hanging out with the girls. He's not against it, he's happy that you're trying to connect with the girls in your class, but the fact that you haven't spoken to him the whole day, or avoided eye contact with him bothered him a lot.

Was it the wrong thing to say? He wondered, a frown tugging on his lips. It was difficult to focus on his classes the whole day as he tried to think of why you were distancing yourself from him. You didn't entirely ignore him though, much to his relief. You gave him a smile here and there, but it wavered and he could see you picking on your nails, as much as you tried to hide it. Anxious. You're anxious around him. He could see it in the way you act, respond to him, and in your eyes.

The whole class noticed it. Usually, the two of you were always together, chatting, studying, or snacking. It deeply worried them that something happened between the two friends.

He asked Midoriya, Iida, Ochako, and Asui, but all of them were unaware. Midoriya was a friend of yours since childhood, yet he doesn't know why you're only avoiding Shoto. One thing he was sure of is that it probably wasn't Shoto that was bothering you, perhaps it was something more personal.

It was the most logical reason, based on how much Midoriya knows you. He trusts him. Shoto couldn't think of anything that he could've done that would upset you, neither can Midoriya since whenever you have a problem, you'd talk about it.

He deeply respects your decision to keep your problems to yourself, since he does it as well, but why did you have to avoid him? It wasn't a great feeling at all. It was like his heart was being squeezed into smithereens.

As much as he wants to respect your privacy, he can't stand being avoided by you. To be treated like a stranger after all the fun memories you've shared, all the laughs, pointless conversations, worries, and pains... He can't let it all disappear just like that. Shoto won't allow you to sever the connection you've built with each other unless you tell him why.

"L/n,"

He called for you just as you were about to go your usual route back to your home. You stopped in your tracks furrowing your brows as you turned your head at the source of the sound. Your made felt dry when you realized who it was, letting out a small squeak. You turned your head, your back facing him, focusing on the road instead. "Y-yes?" You managed, swallowing the lump in your throat.

Shoto felt his hands shake, unsure whether to press on. It was clear you're very uncomfortable with what's happening right now, eager to go home. Shoto didn't like that at all, a heavy feeling settling on his shoulders as he felt his heart pounding in his chest. He wondered if the anxiety you felt was much worse.

He steeled himself, walking in front of you and forcing you to face him, and yet you simply just stared at your shoes, biting your lower lip. "Why are you avoiding me?" He asked, straightforward as always. You bit your bottom lip harder, the pain distracting you enough to ignore Shoto's question, kicking your feet on the ground.

Shoto gulped, his expression growing much more solemn, shoulders drooping. He could practically hear his heartbeat in his ears as he clenched his hands into fists. Maybe he did hurt you somehow.

"Did..." His voice cracked, averting his gaze from you. That caught your attention, glancing up at him. "Did I do something wrong...?" His eyes fell onto you once more, watching your dismissive expression morph into horror.

Wahhh! You didn't expect that at all! This is all my fault, if only I could've just played it cool! You internally berated yourself, waving your hands nervously in front of you, a habit you picked up from your green-haired friend. "W-what!? No!" You sputtered out, shaking your head. "You never did a-anything wrong to me!"

Shoto perked up at that, letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding in. He was so relieved. He felt the crushing weight on his shoulders had been lifted, and his heart finally calmed down. So it wasn't him that was bothering you? He grew more concerned for you, taking a step forward. "Then why are you avoiding me?"

You felt your face turn red, the sudden heat making sweat form on your forehead as your buried your face into your hands. No no no!! You didn't want to tell him so soon, what excuse are you able to give him? Anything that popped in your mind didn't make sense at all. You wanted to scream, the heat rising even more when you heard Shoto take another step towards you.

You stepped back, shaking your head vigorously as you struggled to speak to him. "I-it's not you- I'm the p-problem... I'm so s-sorry for avoiding you, T-Todoroki-kun!!" You bowed to him, sliding your hands off your face and clutching the fabric of your uniform instead. "It's nothing of your worries...."

"Y/n," Shoto called out your name once more, but his voice was more gentle than before. He got closer to you, hesitating, but ultimately decided to put a comforting hand on your shoulder. You flinched, but you thankfully didn't pull away. "You can tell me... I may not be the most reliable person, but as your friend, I want to help you." Those words left a bitter aftertaste in his mouth. It was the truth, he wanted to help you, yet being 'friends' seemed like an idea he disliked. Did he want something more?

You didn't know what came over you. Maybe your overflowing glass of emotions was at its point where it's bound to break and spill the water everywhere. You sniffled, tears gathering in your eyes as you mentally prepared yourself. You weren't going to confess anytime soon, you opted to just force yourself to forget about these bothersome feelings towards him, but fate wanted to toy with you a bit more.

You took in a deep breath, clutching the fabric of your uniform. "I like you..." You finally relented, hugging yourself and avoiding his gaze. Tears emerged in your eyes as you shakily breathed in and out. Shoto hesitated, unsure if that was all.

"I... Like you too?" He said, uncertain about what he should say. "I thought that should be a given since we're friends." You had to stop yourself from bursting out in laughter, lips quivering as your shoulders slightly shook. A tear slipped as you let out a small snort. Now, Shoto was at a loss on what to say.

"N-no, Shoto..." You gulped, sheepishly rubbing the back of your neck. Maybe you should've taught him how to recognize romantic feelings... "I like you... More than a friend..."

"...Best friend?" He tilted his head to the side. You wanted to explode there and then.

"N-no!" You yelled, beginning to feel exasperated. "More than that!" You hoped that he'd finally realize what you're talking about, hugging yourself tighter.

Shoto was silent for a moment, thinking. Realization hit him, remembering what you said about relationships. More than friends... That means... "Oh." That was all he said.

Your soul left your body. Unbelievable!! You're here, crying your heart out right in front of him, confessing your love to him and that's all he says!? You wanted to scream.

"If you like me, why were you avoiding me then?" He suddenly asked, brows furrowed in confusion. Your eye twitched at the fact he just skimmed at your confession, but it was to be expected... It was understandable for him to ask this question though. After all, if you like someone, you'd want to get closer, right?

"Because I know I don't have a chance..." You admitted, sighing deeply as you returned to hugging yourself, looking down. You just wanted to curl up into a ball and cry even more. "You won't like me when there are girls like Yaomomo..." She's prettier, slimmer, smarter, and richer than me! You dared not to add that...

Shoto went closer to you, now arms-length away. He took out his handkerchief from his pocket, wiping your tears away with delicate hands. Your breath hitched, heat rising back to your cheeks as you made eye contact once again.

"Why wouldn't I like you?" He said, staring at you with such fondness. You blinked at him, dumbfounded.

"H-huh?"

"Why wouldn't I like you?" He repeated, "You're absolutely stunning." You froze, staring back at him with wide eyes filled with disbelief. Eh? Your mouth felt dry. Eh? EH!? This can't be happening. This. Cannot. Be. Happening. Shoto, bless his heart, didn't sense your inner turmoil and instead, took your silence as a sign to continue.

"I mean... What's there not to like about you?" He admitted a faint color of pink dusted his cheeks, his turn to be flustered. "I thought you were pretty," Shoto added as he ran his fingertips down your tear-stained cheek, then gently cupped it. "And I still do. I'm glad that you... reciprocate these feelings..." Your heart stuttered at how gentle he's being with you, voice soft. He continued to wipe that continuously poured down your cheeks without complaints as he awaited your response.

You knew he was straightforward, but this was all too much to handle. You wanted to melt into the tenderness and warmth of his hands, but you couldn't, your doubts eating you up. Is this boy blind!?

"A-are you sure?" You blurted out, your hand finding itself onto his', cradling his hand as you leaned against his touch, your voice shaky. "You're rather observant, Todoroki-kun... You know I don't look as good as other girls..." You gulped, one hand gripping your blazer so hard that your knuckles turned white. "I'm big, a-and just... Unappealing."

Your words went from one ear to another, more bothered at the fact you didn't use his given name. He let out a small huff, the hand cupping your cheek trailing down to your shoulders and onto your waist, pulling you into his arms. You let out a surprised yelp, not used to his sudden boldness.

"What are you talking about?" He queried, wrapping his arms around you, placing his chin on top of your head comfortably. "I like you just the way you are, Y/n." You hiccupped, hands shaking as he continued to speak, rubbing your back. "I don't understand you feel this way... But I'd love to listen to what you have to say, and I'll gladly help you... Whether on changing yourself, or accepting what you look like.

"Because I like you for you."

You choked out a sob, burying your face in his chest and wrapping your arms around his torso, finally hugging him back. Your cries were muffled against him, feeling guilty for wetting his uniform, but Shoto didn't seem to mind, as he continued to stroke your hair and comfort you. You felt so relieved, so elated that Shoto Todoroki likes you back. If you were dreaming, then you don't want to wake up anytime soon.

But it felt so real, so it had to be. You sniffled, muttering a muffled "I like you too," At him, making a small smile emerged from his lips. Insecurities were hard to deal with, he knew how you felt somehow, with the scar on his face. He may not understand why you talk about your body as if it was disgusting, but he won't deny your feelings about it. He will make sure you'll learn to love and accept yourself, he'll be there by your side. After all, he's learned to feel more accepting towards his scar, despite the bad memories it held.

With you, the burns the felt on his scar faded.

"I prefer you to call me Shoto, please..." He said, wiping away your tears again once you pulled away. You shot him a questioning gaze but nodded nevertheless. Shoto flushed once more, turning his head away from you. "I just... like how you say it..."

You let a giggle slip past your lips, feeling your cheeks heat up again. "Call me Y/n then..."

The next day was a little awkward. You were a nervous wreck and your face was always red to the point you had to be sent to the infirmary, while Shoto had this dreamy look on his face the whole day. The class had a suspicion about what happened yesterday, but nevertheless, they were happy you're interacting again.

How lucky you truly are.

✦ THIS IS SO CUTE AHDGSAHDA,, omg chubby reader~?? i so understand how that feels so,, may have projected in this HAHAAGDH,, i hope you like this anon~ if ever you feel insecure of your body, just know you’re absolutely stunning no matter what people say~! self love, people !! I hope this is okay anon, I may have gotten too far on uh, the trauma part... sorry for projecting ALSO WHOOPS FUCKED UP THE REQUEST BU NOT READING YOUR ASK

So uh, BNHA will remain themeless rn,, making KNY themes was a lot so let me take a break on that first 😭

Bestie you have no idea how much i wanted to abandon this after Tumblr did me dirty and whitescreened my ass for no reason leading to me losing like, 40% of the fic tht was EXTEREMELY important........

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[funny-gay-and-anime-shit]

I'm just starting out on posting and stuff. I also can't draw or anything but I'll just post things that I think are funny.😅

(Also please go follow my friend on tik tok @shoto.todoroki.123 )

[maaarshieee]

➢ Sʜᴏᴛᴏ Tᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ x Gɴ!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➢ 1,140 Wᴏʀᴅs

➢ Hᴜʀᴛ/ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ

➢ Mᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

He'd always think about why you love his scar so much, it was odd, but not unwelcome.

➵ Sᴄᴀʀs

Adoration.

That’s all Shoto could see in your eyes whenever you stare at his scar. 

He first thought you were disgusted by it. Of course you would be, he should’ve known that you, his lover, would also think his scar was unsightly. Shoto never felt so insecure about his face before. He never really cared much of what others thought of him.

You, on the other hand, matter so much more than everybody else. He loves you with all his heart. So, it's obvious that he cares a lot of what you think of him. 

So, Shoto began to hide his face from you, avoiding your eyes as much as he could. He imagined how your face would look if you were looking at something distasteful. He’d have trouble breathing, in fear that you would look at him in such a way. He didn’t think he could handle it if that were ever to happen.

When you look at him, he’d lower his head, or turn away. It confused you. Was he being shy again? No, you could see the corners of his lips twitching. Was he holding back a frown? You began to notice his eyes would become glossy every time you’d try to look at him. 

“Shoto?” You softly called out for him, worrying evident in your features. He glanced at you, his heart stuttering when he saw your face. Did he do something wrong? The least he wanted to do was worry or anger in any way. A frown formed on your lips, taking a step closer to him. You tried to get a better view of his face, but he’d keep turning away. “Why won’t you look at me?” 

Silence. It made you both uncomfortable, but you patiently let him collect his thoughts.

He took a deep, shaky breath in, then slowly turned his head to you, allowing you to fully see his face. The sight made your heart shatter.

Tears were already forming in the corners of his eyes as he struggled to maintain eye contact with you. His brows furrowed and his bottom lip quivered. “Do... do you...” His voice was barely a whisper, you had to lean closer to him to hear.

He audibly gulped, his hands shaking slightly as he’s trying his hardest not to break down completely in front of you. “Do you wish... that I looked different?” 

The question surprised you. “W-what?” 

Shoto’s hand went up to his face, covering his left side. “D-do you think I look hideous...?” He’d ask again, tearing his eyes away from you. He was afraid that you’d say yes, but he couldn’t help but want to hear it from you. He’d rather be over with it than suffer more in silence when you’re looking at him like that.

“No! Why would I think you’re hideous?” You went to gently grab his wrist, slowly pulling it away from his face. Shoto’s expression immediately turned shocked, with a mix of confusion. You would have laughed if it were in a different situation. “I think you’re stunning, my dear.” You confessed, a tender smile gracing your lips.

Shoto stared at you in disbelief, lips apart as he tried to fully process what you said. Him? Stunning? He should be saying that to you. He felt his skin tingle when your hand made contact with his cheek, cupping it and gently caressing it. A small sob escaped his lips as he leaned on your touch, breathing heavily.

“Is it your scar?” You asked, leaning in closely to kiss the tears slowly trailing down his cheeks. “My dear, I love it. I think it makes you look unique.” He sucked in a breath as he silently cried, wrapping his arms loosely around your waist, closing his eyes. “I love you so so much, Shoto.” You muttered against his skin, the way you said his name made him shudder.

“That includes your scar. It never crossed my mind that it’s unsightly, all I know is that it’s part of you, and that I love your whole, entire being.” You reassured him, peppering his scar with gentle kisses. 

“Really...?” He trembled, holding you tightly, as if you’d disappear from his arms if he ever let you go. You placed a soft, loving kiss against his quivering lips, to which he immediately reciprocated. He absolutely craved your touch, pouring all his love into the kiss.

Your fingers traced the features of his scar, caressing it with such care made his heart soar.

He felt himself melt against you. Both a little breathless when you slowly pulled away. You whispered, “Yes. I think you’re wonderful, just the way you are.”

Shoto felt light, he was so relieved. All his worries were completely washed away, and he regretted that he ever thought of you in that way. Of course, you told him time and time again that you loved him. Why would you even be with him if you hated his scar in the first place? Now, he just felt embarrassed, but his heart fluttered with the way you gazed at him.

He finally understood now. That your eyes only held adoration towards him. Full of love and devotion. The way your eyes twinkle with curiosity and love, the way your lips would curve up into a smile he grew to cherish, and the way you touch his scar... He understood what it meant now.

“Shhh, it’s okay, cry it all out...” You cooed, letting him bury his face on your neck as he continued to let out silent cries. You wrapped your arms around him, one hand rubbing his back to comfort him, the other running through his hair. “You must’ve been so sad for keeping it in for a long time, hm?” He nodded, sniffling a little.

“M’sorry...” He mumbled, steadying his breathing so he could properly speak to you, “You were staring a lot... I thought...” He trailed off, hoping you get the gist of what he’s trying to say.

“Oh... I just love looking at you, I’m sorry if I ever made you uncomfortable, Shoto.” You apologized, letting out a small sigh. Shoto felt his face flare up at that.

Did you really think he's worth staring at that much? The simple answer is yes, obviously. A little hard to believe for Shoto, though.

He shook his head, a finger playing with a strand of your hair. “I-it’s fine...” He stuttered, trying not to make his flustered state obvious. “I don’t m-mind it, nowI know what you truly think...”

You smiled at that, giving his temple a quick peck. “Good~ Because I love staring at your pretty face~” You teased, when you immediately picked up the warmth of his cheeks. You felt him grow stiff in your arms, making you laugh. 

You’d definitely start spoiling him more with your love.

✦ I woke up at 3 am, thinking about my Sanemi edition of this, so I thought “why not make one for shoto?”~ I think our beloved scarred boys deserve some lovin’~ I hope you enjoyed this because I definitely did! Have a good day/night~

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[maaarshieee]

What about shoto (or someone else if u want) reading fanfiction about reader (his facorite character) :3

➢ Sʜᴏᴛᴏ Tᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ x Gɴ!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

➢ Mᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ

Shoto reading about his favorite character, Y/n~!

cw: implied reader death but you’re fictional here so don’t @ me >:(

✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿

➢ Sʜᴏᴛᴏ

When he wasn’t training when he was younger, he often did things (he was allowed to do) to entertain himself, seeing that he can’t do much. That led to him reading wide varieties of books as he grew up, specifically mangas. Sure, he still enjoyed heroes and such, but reading mangas has a sort of peacefulness he craved. (As peaceful mangas can get 🙄)

To imagine himself in a world away from his father, a reality that was so much better than his’ as his imagination runs wild. To imagine himself as a hero wanted to be.

As a young boy, Shoto enjoyed fantasy the most, but started to enjoy simple fictional action mangas, about heroes and such. Well, not so fictional, but the characters and scenarios are. 

That’s what he’s going to be when he’s older right? Might as well read things about heroism to get an idea. 

I like to think Shoto picked up romance novels as well, so he has certain knowledge of romance, and is a bit of a hopeless romantic in the inside (buried deep within his, uh, trauma? It’d probably show more after hanging out in 1-A more). 

As well as Philosophy but was quick to turn it down. Not like it’s hard to comprehend, some of the views and opinions of some philosophers doesn’t appeal to him.

In the manga you’re in, you’re just a minor supporting character he never paid much extra thought. You helped the main characters and fought alongside with them. You had a decent character design and was pretty loved by a small fraction of the fandom.

It wasn’t until the main character was incapacitated temporarily when you were given the spotlight, your character arc. Shoto didn’t really expect you to be something more than a minor supporting character. 

You had qualities of a hero more than the main character, more than he’d like to admit. Aren’t the main characters supposed to be the most likeable and heroic ones?

You showed selflessness, bravery, empathy, compassion and great strength. In each panel you show up, you’d always have a smile on your face, reassuring your comrades and civilians. He could easily say you’re akin to All Might.

But what really caught his attention was how well written you are as a character. You have flaws despite having a strong front, and not afraid to be vulnerable to show how even mightiest of heroes has weaknesses. 

Your past shaped you for who you are now, and he found your past a little similar to his’, but that didn’t deter you on who you want to become now.

When your arc ended, the mc took back the spotlight, but Shoto’s favorite quickly became you. 

You’re a role model he looks up to, like All Might. You may be just fictional in a world filled with heroes, he has yet to see a hero who’s just as good as you. If you were real, he has no doubt you’d do as well as you did in the manga, maybe even a symbol like All Might and a top hero.

Unfortunately, since you’re just a minor supporting character, you were killed off by the mangaka. He was furious at first, but then he saw how yo died. Painful, but not without a fight. An honorable death, saving hundreds before your heart stopped breathing. Determined to save everyone, until you died.

With a huge smile on your face and didn’t fall when you did.

Yeah, he definitely cried at that. For Shoto, you managed to snuck your way into his heart and became his comfort character. Your silly jokes, appearances on each panel, and your smiles made him feel fuzzy on the inside.

Fanboy, of course he’d buy merch of you. Figurines, vinyl of your own theme song, clothing, keychains, you name it. His room is in a small clash of you and All Might.

No, he’s not like Izuku when it comes to merch. He’s more discreet, hiding them in his closet and boxes, where it’s safe from collecting dust. Some of them are out for display, but never really noticeable for anyone trying to take a peek of his room. 

When he thinks of you, he’s reminded of your determination, how you strive for the greater good. Similar to All Might, you’ve said something about your power being your own, despite your lineage. You almost had the same past, after all.

It made having his fire quirk more bearable, made him think if he should actually use it or not. You’re using your full potential, work and trained to give your all, so why couldn’t he?

There are times where Shoto would think “what would y/n do?” in certain situations. Of course he’s independent, but on some cases where he’s having trouble, and needed support, thinking about you would ease himself, then seek for his friend’s help.

I wouldn’t say that he’d read fanfiction, like x reader stuff? Because that’s ooc LMAO but he’d definitely read different adaptations of the manga. 

“Oh! Todoroki-kun, you read [manga] too!?” - Izuku

“Yes, my favorite character is Y/n.” - Shoto

“REALLY? They’re my favorite too!!” - Izuku

They bond over you and often talk about what could’ve changed if you were still alive.

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✦ Reminds me of a fic I read from a different fandom, so I think I know how to approach this ask! I changed it a little bit so I hope you don’t mind~ You didn’t specify which so uh, I turned it into hcs! I hope you liked this anon cuz idk how to feel all about this, and thanks for requesting!! 💖 Have a good day/night everyone~! I FORGOT ABOUT THIS IN MY DRAFTS IM SO SORYRGUASJDNKSA

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Date night with shoto. Watching stars together? I just love him so much😩

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Shoto wasn't really fond of spending time with you in very public spaces, so he thought he'd bring you to somewhere both of you could find peace together.

➵ Dᴀᴛᴇ Nɪɢʜᴛ

The night was cold. A gentle breeze that carried leaves and petals soared through the both of you, hair swaying with the wind. Shoto laid a picnic blanket on the soft grass while you held on to a basket filled with snacks right behind him.

The sun had already set, the stars beginning to emerge from the darkening sky, faint hues of oranges and reds lingered. The scent of slightly damp grass wafted into your nose, the smell of nature made you hum softly, watching your dearest boyfriend grab the basket from your hand.

He’s been preparing for this for a while now, you noted. You’d often see him looking far away, in a daze and deep thought. He’s said he’s been asking his sister for help in the kitchen. Why? He never told you, opting to keep it a secret. Asking his sister would be fruitless either, as she’d just giggle and smile at you. 

You now found out why though, he’s been practicing making treats for you, for this special night he had planned. Your heart swelled at his thoughtfulness, warmth spreading your cheeks as a grin formed on your lips. He’s so sweet, You inwardly chuckled, straightening your clothes as you took steps towards him.

Shoto shot you a gentle smile, his eyes softening at the bright expression that adorned your beautiful features that he oh, so loved. He had chosen a secret spot he found out a while back when he was wandering around the park. A small clearing between trees with a glimmering lake that reflected the sunlight stunningly, as if the water itself was sparkling against the light. Bushes of flowers surrounded the clearing, spanning from wild flowers, hydrangeas, iris, wisteria trees and lotuses on the lake. 

A breathtaking sight to behold, the faint smell of flowers mixed well with the damp grass. The water silently sloshed from the energetic swimming fishes, making hypnotizing ripples across the lake. While the little clearing Shoto discovered was absolutely majestic, nothing compares to you.

You stood under a wisteria tree, hand reaching up to the petals and taking in the scent of the flowers, fingers caressing the petals. Your eyes were filled with wonder, joy and admiration, he could see your smile accentuating your dimples that he deeply cherishes. You looked divine under the moonlight, glowing from the light that hits your frame. A butterfly fluttered towards you, making you gasp in awe and put your finger out, letting the butterfly land on your finger. 

Quickly, he took out his phone and captured this moment, deciding he’d make it his wallpaper later on. As much as he didn’t want to disrupt your peace, just admiring the beauty of the small clearing, while he would gawk at you, he called for you in a low, and gentle tone. 

If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t have heard him, from how quiet he is, but you, you’re always so attentive and observant of him, even if you seem distracted or occupied with something else, you’d always turn your head to him, waiting to hear on what he has to say with a big, patient smile on your face.

“Y/n,” As expected, you whipped your head towards him, even if his voice was barely above a whisper. You tilted your head, a lopsided smile on your lips, not caring if the butterfly fluttered away from you, nor noticed a petal of wisteria fell onto your hair. “Let’s eat before it gets too late.” He said, beckoning you to come to him.

You eagerly nodded as you strode towards him, the smile he adored so much never left your face, then sat next to him. Your hands automatically found themselves clinging against Shoto’s arm, to which he didn’t mind, he loved you being so close to him, after all. 

“What’s the occasion, Shoto?” You asked, a finger pressed against your chin as you furrowed your brows in a thought, pouting. He could see the slight panic in your eyes, shoulders rigid. He smiled at you, his hand reaching up to your head and tucking in a strand of your hair behind your ear, then caressed your cheek. The sudden act of affection made your cheeks flush against his touch, widening his smile in amusement.

That made you pout even more, huffing at him. “Don’t tell me I forgot something? Is it our anniversary?” You queried, horror taking over your features. This time, Shoto let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head, easing your worries. 

“No no,” He reassured you, pressing a tender kiss against your cheek. “Just wanted to spend time with you... I’m not a huge fan of dating where there’s a lot of people...” Shoto used his free hand to open the picnic basket, taking out a small container of your favorite snack. Your eyes widened and you immediately began to drool, making Shoto chuckle again, “I wanted to make this extra special, since you’re the type to go to fun places for dates...”

Your sparkling eyes snapped towards him, pulling your hands from him and cupped his cheeks, giving his nose a light peck. He blinked, not expecting you to do as such, so he put down the container before he’d dropped it, his cheeks flaring up in a pretty shade of red. You giggled at this, cooing at his adorableness. You could feel your right hand warming up more than your left, an amused grin making its way to your lips.

“You’re so romantic, Shoto~” You teased, pressing another kiss onto his face, this time, on the corner of his lips, making him frown slightly, but his face burned even more. “So thoughtful! You made these all for me, right?” You glanced at the treats inside the basket, a giddy, fuzzy feeling crashed in waves throughout your whole body.

A quiet ‘yes’ was his reply, making you giggle once more, “And you found a spot for us too, huh?” He nodded, placing his slightly trembling hands on top of yours, relishing at your touch. Your features softened, heart soaring at everything he’s done for you, so you pulled him in, closing in the distance between you and kissed him lovingly on the lips. 

You felt his lips quiver against yours for a short moment, before tilting his head and deepening the kiss, his hand snaking to the back of your head and pushing you against him even more. You smiled against the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck as his other hand gripped firmly on your waist. So greedy, You inwardly chuckled, your fingertips leaving feather light touches against his scar. 

Finally, you pulled away, panting lightly as both of you catched your breaths. “You have no idea how much I appreciate this,” You murmured against his skin, peppering his gorgeous face with kisses. His eyes remained widened at each kiss, his face growing redder and redder, making you a little worried. “I love you so much, Shoto~” You cooed, watching him sigh contentedly. His eyes said it all. 

I love you too. Your heart skipped a beat.

Leaving another peck on his forehead, admiring the dazed and lovestruck expression on his face as he continued to hold you, stubbornly refusing to let you go, you let out a small sigh filled with mirth. “Hey, you said we should eat!” You scolded him, but it was without malice, instead, full of adoration. “It’s gonna get late, you know?”

Shoto just buried his head at the crook of your neck, taking in your scent and sighing against your skin, making the hairs at the back of your neck stand, your body shivering. You weakly glared at him, lightly slapping his arm. “My apologies, you’re just irresistible.” He bluntly admitted. 

Your face turned red at that, choking back a gasp.

✦ I think Shoto’s one to appreciate the silence and peace with his s/o and his s/o alone~ Away from everyone else, away from chaos and only their love that blooms each passing day~ Waaaahhh Shoto’s just >~< I actually have a similar prompt with Katsuki, but I haven’t posted it yet!! Anyways, thanks for requesting~ Have a nice day/night~!

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