#happy birthday todoroki kun!

[simpforchuchu]

Okayy xjösmzkdkd i tried something like this xmdkf idk why...

Pov: You are dating Tsukasa and Fujio is your best friend 🙂

Your Insta🌟

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Y/n Happy birthday my one and only! Love you so much ♥️

|| tsukasa I love you too babe ♥️

--》y/n 🥺♥️

|| fujio you forgot me :(

--》y/n no i did it on purpose

--》fujio :((((

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Y/n My precious boyfriend and his boyfriend

|| tsukasa y/n...

--》y/n :((

|| fujio i look handsome

--》y/n nobody cares

--》fujio you are just being jealous :)

--》y/n yeah i know :((

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Y/n When I asked him what he was reading, he said I wouldn't understand. At least he's not saying it's none of your business anymore.I guess he hates me less now 😊

|| todoroki i dont hate you

--》y/n REALLY ??

--》todoroki yeah unfortunately

--》y/n this is the best thing you've ever said to me 😭😭😭

--》todoroki stop before i change my mind

|| tsuji so did you find out what he was reading ?

--》y/n no

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Y/n bestie left a lot of selfies on my phone -again- the day we went fishing ... Todoroki-chan was with us too but he is not in that photo :((( anyways with @/yuken @/todoroki 😊

|| yuken i left them in case you miss me

--》y/n i wont

--》yuken :(

|| todoroki i wasnt

--》y/n yes you were.

|| tsukasa since when are you 3 besties ? And can you even fish ?

--》y/n im just watching

--》todoroki She is just annoying us

--》yuken stop being rude to my bestie

|| fujio i thought im your bestie ? 💔

--》y/n since when ?

--》fujio :((

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Y/n they literally rolled in the mud and punched each other. And now they're smiling and flirting...

|| fujio you are being jealous again

--》y/n dont talk to me

|| tsukasa i love you babe, only you. ♥️

--》y/n I LOVE YOU TOO 😭♥️

|| shibaman why you didn't stop them

--》y/n they were hot when they were fighting

--》shibaman not asking anything else

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Y/n Today me and my stupid bestie went to Suzuran and met these cool boys. Nice mask bro 🔥 @/mercy @/kamui

|| kamui thanks.

--》y/n ;)

|| mercy it was nice to meet you too y/n-san :)

--》y/n 😊

|| fujio you didnt even help me while we were fighting... YOU LITERALLY SUPPORTED THEM

--》y/n THEY WERE COOL DUDES BRO

--》fujio I AM YOUR BEST FRIEND

--》y/n SO WHAT ???

--》yasushi at least she didnt deny that you are friends bro @/fujio

|| tsukasa YOU TWO DID WHAT ?

--》y/n we made new friends babe ♥️

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Y/n the best leader ever 💕 and fujio @/sachio @/fujio

|| sachio thank you y/n-chan 😄💕

--》y/n 😍

|| fujio Why you hate me ????

--》y/n idk bro

--》fujio :(

--》tsukasa i guess this time you really hurt him :/

--》y/n WHAT NO

|| yasushi LMAOO

--》y/n DONT

|| yuken 😶😶😶

--》y/n DONT

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Y/n i bought him milkshake and hugged... i guess we are good now 🥺💕@/fujio

|| fujio I PAID

--》y/n IT DOESNT MATTER

--》fujio okay... so we are besties again 💕

--》y/n 😉💕

|| todoroki Why milkshake ?

--》y/n BECAUSE I NEEDED TO STOP HIS CRYING

--》fujio :(

--》todoroki unbelievable...

--》fujio 😀

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Y/n they look angry :(

|| fujio whyy

--》y/n IM LATE

--》tsuji 45 fckn minutes...

--》y/n I SAID IM SORRY

|| tsukasa Where are you going babe ?

--》shibaman we gonna dye y/n-chan's hair

--》y/n you idiot it was gonna be a suprise for tsukasa

--》tsuji not anymore...

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Y/n I met this dude today.He bought me new ice cream because he dropped mine :((( anyways thanks sameoka-kun 😊

|| shoji I just bought it for you to stop crying...

--》tsukasa DID YOU MAKE HER CRY ????

--》shoji i just didnt see her and she dropped her ice cream...

--》y/n it is okay sameoka-kun, you bought me new one you are good friend 😊

--》shoji we are not friends ??

--》y/n rudee

|| tsukasa Babe.stop.fckn.being.friends.with.everyone.pleaseee...

--》y/n :((

|| mercy we have ice cream in suzuran too y/n-chan

--》y/n THANK YOU MASHII-SAN IM COMIN

--》tsukasa y/N NO

--》fujio can i come too ?

--》magoroku no.

--》binzo no :p

--》fujio :((

#high and low #high&low #high and low fic #oya high #hnl #oyakoh #high and low the worst x #housen #oya high school #high and low the worst #fujio hanaoka #hanaoka fujio #takajo tsukasa #tsukasa takajo #todoroki yosuke #sachio ueda #yuken odajima x reader #odajima yuken #yuken odajima #high n low #high and low incorrect #hnltheworstx #hnltwx

[todoroki-waifu]

Todoroki x F! Reader

Warnings: Everyone is aged up appropriately! Mentions of alcohol and female reader.

Scenario: Drunk confessions.

Word Count: 773

Genre: Fluff

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"Happy birthday, Mina!" The entire class 1A was gathered at Hagakure's house, throwing a surprise party for the pink hero. It had been so long since everyone gathered together so it was nice seeing everyone at the same time. 

However, you were glad that you and Todoroki continued to see each other often even after graduating from UA. It was hard getting everyone to one location due to conflicting schedules. 

You always hung out with the half and half hero at least two or three times a week, especially on Fridays and weekends. You both would exchange texts frequently as well.

Todoroki wasn’t the only one you closely connected with after UA, but he was different. You had the biggest crush on your close friend. It was so hard to read him so you could never determine if he returned those feelings.  

Ah, if only you knew the truth.

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"You okay, Todoroki-kun?" The half and half hero directs his gaze towards his green haired friend.

"Ah, yes. Sorry, I was. . .distracted." He sips on his beverage, Midoriya looking towards where Todoroki was focused on. He sees you talking with Tsuyu, Uraraka, Aoyama, and Iida, most likely catching up with the four. He looks back at his friend after hearing him sigh quietly. Todoroki had his cup to his lips becoming distracted again by your laugh.

"You haven't told her yet, have you?" Midoriya asks, fully aware of his feelings for you.

"No, not yet. I'm not sure how to approach it nor am I sure of her feelings for me." Todoroki lowers his cup, his slightly sad gaze directed downwards.

"I-I'm sure she feels the same! You two are pretty close, huh? She's not really like that with anyone else. Besides, if she wasn't that comfortable with you, she would've said something."

"I suppose."

"But no pressure, Todoroki-kun! C'mon, let's just enjoy and see what everyone else is up to." Midoriya knew how madly in love both of you were with one another. 

He had been harboring this secret for quite some time and it has been killing him. He promised both of you to not say a word but it was so awkward being in the middle. He just wanted his two friends to be happy!

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A couple hours have passed by and you were enjoying everyone's company despite it being a little loud. But you didn't mind. It was filled with joy, laughter, and some good music.

You and Todoroki found yourselves in the kitchen, taking a celebratory shot with the birthday girl. Once she finishes her drink, she leaves to find Hagakure and Jirou.

"Oh boy, I'm gonna need a break." Todoroki hears you say and he glances over to you, seeing your face more flushed than usual. You had both your hands on your cheeks, feeling the heat radiating off your skin. He could also feel his own face increasing in temperature, but it was more due to how cute you looked rather than the alcohol.

Your adorable pout, the blush across your face, and the cute expressions you made in reaction to something made him weak. He diverted his thoughts back to your comment, not wanting to get caught staring.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, of course! I'm with Todoroki, Shouto, the best person in the whole, wide world and my biggest crush!"

"E-excuse me? Crush?"

"Mhm! I love Todoroki, Shouto! He's the sweetest, kindest, and most handsomest man I know. He's also really smart and an amazing hero. I love watching him fight, but I hate it at the same time because I get really sad when he gets hurt. But he's so cool when he goes whoosh with his right arm and them bop with his other. He's just so.. so perfect!" You giggled to yourself.

"Is he now? Sounds like a good guy."

"He's the greatest! But you can't tell anyone, okay?" You held up a finger on the tip of your nose and lips, trying to enforce how important that your secret stays quiet.

"Of course not. Your secret's safe with me." He chuckles, attempting to control the smile that was trying to stretch across his entire face. He then sees you fanning yourself and immediately grabs a cold water bottle from the fridge. He opens it for you and advises you to take a sip.

Once you were hydrated and the drunken fog was fading, you realized that your thoughts had escaped from your lips. As soon as Todoroki sees a mix of horror and realization in your eyes, he quickly leans close to your ear.

"Don't worry, I heard Todoroki loves you, too.”

#mha x reader #bnh x reader #mha fluff #mha imagines #bnha x reader #bnha imagines #bnha fluff #bnha todoroki #mha todoroki #Todoroki x reader #Todoroki Shouto x reader #Todoroki Shoto x reader #Todoroki fluff #Shouto fluff #shoto fluff #Todoroki imagines #Shouto imagines #shoto imagines #Todoroki drabble #Shouto drabble #shoto drabble #mha drabble #bnh drabble #bnha drabble #Todoroki oneshot #Shouto oneshot #Shoto oneshot #mha reader insert #bnha reader insert #bnh reader insert

[2toplibrary]

we're better than alright by kieka

(E, 4.3K, 1/1)

There are many things that Shouto loves about his relationship with Katsuki, but sometimes he finds it hard to articulate them all.

🍰💥🎁🎂🥳🎈🎉

if we could weave rainbows by whimsic

(G, 0.5K, 1/1)

Todoroki's voice dies out as he watches small flecks of rainbow dance across Bakugou’s face as the chain swings slowly. They’re everywhere, the small rainbows—they’re tucking themselves into the lips of Bakugou’s smile, splattering across his cheekbones like freckles dipped in stardust.

He can’t take his eyes off of Bakugou.

“It’s just a suncatcher,” Bakugou explains, face flushing red.

“It makes rainbows,” Todoroki murmurs.

🍰💥🎁🎂🥳🎈🎉

you make me feel special by underfallingflowerpetals

(M, 1.5K, 1/1)

Shouto’s in his lap, squeezing around three of Katsuki’s fingers, warm breath tickling Katsuki’s neck, and Katsuki thinks oh, I love him.

Or: A quiet birthday celebration. And a little more.

🍰💥🎁🎂🥳🎈🎉

A Slice of Shortcake by selfindulgentkitten

(T, 1.7, 1/1)

Birthdays mean different things as the years go by.

🍰💥🎁🎂🥳🎈🎉

Birthday Wishes #29 by AnnieLucas

(G, 1 K, 1/1)

It is a family gathering to celebrate Shouto Todoroki Bakugo's 29th birthday! He deserves a happy day and Katsuki made sure he has one and even baked him a hella cake!

🍰💥🎁🎂🥳🎈🎉

A serving of the usual, please by blazingeyes

(G, 0.5K, 1/1)

“Todoroki-kun, what are you doing here?!”

“Looking for soba,” he informs her easily.

🍰💥🎁🎂🥳🎈🎉

Token by LostLoveLetters

(T, 4.7K, 1/1)

It’s tradition. Common decency. Basic fucking manners. Katsuki is doing the bare minimum by not showing up empty-handed.

It’s not his damn fault that the stupid birthday present looks like he is asking a certain idiot’s hand in marriage.

🍰💥🎁🎂🥳🎈🎉

I want us both to eat well by lelex

(G, 2K, 1/1)

It’s Shouto’s 24th birthday. He spends the beginning of it with Bakugou.

They share a late night snack on the roof.

*

Or, love is stored in the clementine.

#shouto centric fics #Todoroki shouto #todobaku #bakutodo #masterlist #birthdays #new arrivals #shouto birthday #Bakugou katsuki #todobaku fic recs

[lance-space-mommy]

The Face Of Concentration

After the sludge villain incident, All Might waited a second too long and missed Izuku. Izuku never got trained by his hero. Izuku never got into U.A. High. Izuku never became a hero. Shinso was in class 1-A, replacing the spot Izuku should’ve been. Mirio ended up obtaining the One for All quirk and as a result, died shortly after the war.

Katsuki had matured during his time at U.A. High and was riddled with guilt. He wasn’t proud of his past self and the mistakes he made. He knew he was responsible for Izuku giving up on his dream. He knew what he had done was unforgivable, but he wanted to apologize.

Little did Katsuki know, Izuku was a famous hero support gear inventor. He worked for the best of the best and was a hero's favorite.

One day Katsuki, Shoto, and Eijiro were out eating lunch. It was the one day all three were off and they wanted to enjoy having a nice meal in town.

Eijiro had recently returned back from his honeymoon with Mina so he was happy to spend some time with his pals. He wanted to brag about his time with his wife.

Katsuki and Shoto were still single. They hadn’t anticipated hero life would get in the way of having a love life. They knew it would get in the way due to the scheduling conflicts, but there was a list of issues that would arise. The extent of it could them off guard.

Izuku was strolling down the street. He had grabbed some lunch and bought Inko a birthday gift. Now he was on his way back to his studio to wrap up some hero costumes. He spotted the hero trio and got a little excited. Pulling out his phone, Izuku pulled up the contacts app and pulled up the phone number option.

Izuku approached the three with a pokerface. The three had been talking so it took a moment for Izuku’s presence to be noticed. Eijiro was the one to first see Izuku and brightly smiled.

“Oh! Hey Midoriya,” greeted the hero. Mina had been the one to introduce Eijiro to Midoriya.

Izuku turned his phone around to show Shoto his screen, remaining silent. His screen had the number pad on display. Katsuki was staring at Izuku in shock. Izuku was stunning.

Izuku was wearing a white button-up. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows to reveal his muscular arms. The top two buttons were left undone to reveal his fair, freckled skin. He was sporting a long skirt that rested at his ankles. The skirt was recognized as a very pricy piece from one of the most expensive clothing brands. His ears were littered with piercings. He also had a nose piercing. His skin glowed and his lips were a beautiful rosy pink. His eyes were still wide and beautiful, full of emotion despite his poker face. If it wasn’t for his natural beauty, the enchanting jewelry that glimmered in the sunlight would’ve made Katsuki evaporate.

Shoto slowly took the phone, his cheeks heating up and his eyes ever so slightly widening. “Are you asking me for my number?”

Midoriya responded with a single nod and pointed towards the phone.

Eijiro was loving this, covering his mouth to hide his huge smile. The Izuku Midoriya was asking the number two hero Shoto for his number. What an insane couple they’d make. He was so excited for his bro. Katsuki finally let reality settle in his stomach, Izuku was here for one thing and one thing only: Shoto Todoroki.

Shoto put in his number with a small smile. He was clearly flattered and flustered that someone so beautiful would approach him. He typed in his name quickly before handing the phone back to Izuku.

Izuku took the phone, took a good look at the contact information, and then looked directly at Shoto. “Thanks, Shoto-kun,” chirped Izuku, flashing a bashful smile after holding a poker face through the whole interaction.

“Kay, bye guys,” said Izuku sweetly, before pocketing his phone and adjusting his bags. Turning on his heel, Izuku walked off, flawlessly slipping on sunglasses. The three watched him leave, still in a state of disbelief at what they just saw.

Shoto glowed bright red, covering his face as he melted into his seat. Eijiro clapped his hands, laughing. “No way man! You have Midoriya chasing after you! Imagine being the one to give him the hots!”

Katsuki raised a brow, shaking his head. “Wait. Back up. How the hell do you know who he is?”

Eijiro paused momentarily before waving his hand. “Hold up! How do you not know about him? Midoriya is a well-established hero support gear engineer. Mina actually told me to start having my gear made by him. He’s super popular. All the top heroes go to him.”

Katsuki smiled a bit, happy to hear Midoriya didn’t completely give up on the hero world. “Well, that’s good to hear. I guess I should switch to him as well.”

“Totally! You’ll immediately notice a difference in the quality of your costume,” laughed Eijiro, loving how even Katsuki was infatuated with Izuku.

Shoto was still in disbelief. He couldn't comprehend he was approached, remaining happily quiet for a bit.

Shoto spent a lot of time with Izuku. Katsuki tagged along occasionally, trying to rebuild his broken relationship with Izuku. Izuku was apprehensive in the beginning, giving the blond a cold shoulder. Despite his shortness, Izuku accepted Katsuki’s request and would manufacture his costumes.

Eventually, Shoto and Izuku started dating. The two became a popular couple.

Shoto was a serious and mysterious hero, but genuinely a sweetheart. Izuku was smart and known for his sassy attitude, but was also a sweetheart. They were like putty in each other's hands, in love with being in love.

When they eventually did tie the knot, Eijiro revealed he had taken a video of Izuku asking Shoto for his number. Katsuki had displayed it during his speech at their wedding reception. Izuku was bright red, embarrassed that was how he acted.

Izuku hadn't realized Katsuki had been there. He felt a bit stupid for acting so indifferent. After all, that was the first time Katsuki had seen him in years. Still, even if he hadn’t become a hero, he had a wonderful husband and his childhood best friend. He couldn’t have been more grateful.

The end!

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[nanaosaki3940]

Touya Todoroki Fanfic

Today is his birthday! Happy Birthday, Touya-kun!! 🥰💖🥳🎂

If you want to read MHA fanfic where:

The Todoroki family drama is the main focus of the story.

Dabi/Touya is the main love interest.

Follows the Hero-Villain lovers trope.

OC/Reader is badass and OP.

Follows the main storyline of the manga and is up-to-date with it.

Then check out my MHA fic on -

And if you wanna read the snippets of the fanfic, then here are some links -

#dabi #touya todoroki #toya todoroki #shoto todoroki #shouto todoroki #dabi x female reader #dabi x y/n #dabi x oc #dabi x reader #touya x reader #touya fluff #touya todoroki x oc #touya todoroki x you #touya todoroki x reader #dabi fluff #dabi angst #touya x oc #touya x y/n #touya x you #touya todoroki fluff #touya todoroki x angst #bakugo katsuki #bakugou katsuki #shigaraki tomura #tenko shimura #toya todoroki x reader #toya todoroki x oc #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha dabi

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Unveiled feelings - BakuDeku

This is my contribution for Deku’s birthday, since I won’t get my Ao3 back until July 20th. I’m posting this here.

PROMPT: Apprehension

Rating:  Teen And Up Audiences (Because Bakugo says the “F” word once or twice idk)

Relationships: BakuDeku

Word Count: 5,9k

Tags: Jealousy, Post-Kamino Incident, Love confession.

Summary:  Class 1-A celebrates Tanabata. Bakugo feels jealous, Izuku is uncomfortable; both feelings clash against each other. Izuku's wish is to get along with Bakugo, however, he loses hope that this wish will come true.

As the Class 1-A chat group buzzed with excitement for the upcoming Tanabata festival outing, Bakugo's eyes narrowed as he read Izuku's message.

I'm going with Todoroki-kun 😊

A flash of annoyance crossed Bakugo's face. He quickly composed himself, refusing to let it show.

His fingers hovered over the screen, contemplating whether or not he should respond. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the thought of Izuku spending time with Todoroki or anyone else. They had become close friends, but Bakugo couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between them. And that thought irritated him, for some reason.

Just as he was about to dismiss their plans, an invitation from Kirishima appeared on the screen of his phone. Bakugo's frown softened slightly as he read the message. Kirishima was inviting him to join his group for the Tanabata celebration.

Bakugo hesitated for a moment, his pride at war with his desire to be close to Izuku. Finally, he complained to himself and wrote a reply, accepting Kirishima's invitation. He couldn't let Izuku think that he was upset by his plans with Todoroki. Bakugo was determined to show that he didn't care.

The day of departure arrived, and the students of Class 1-A gathered at the designated meeting place. Bakugo arrived early on purpose, wanting to be there before Izuku and Todoroki. He leaned against a nearby tree, pretending to be engrossed in his phone, while he stole glances up the path that led to the meeting place.

Finally, he saw Izuku and Todoroki walking towards them, deep in conversation. Bakugo's eyes narrowed and a wave of possessiveness washed over him. He didn't like seeing Izuku laugh and smile with someone else. He wanted those smiles reserved just for him.

As the group chatted and headed to the festival, Bakugo grew increasingly frustrated by Izuku's interactions with Todoroki. He couldn't understand why he felt so furious about it. But seeing Izuku's attention focused on someone else, it bothered him terribly.

Throughout the day, Bakugo found himself instinctively gravitating towards Izuku, wanting to be close to him. He joined in on the conversations, throwing in his own witty and snide remarks, determined to win back Izuku's attention. He wasn't going to let Todoroki steal the spotlight.

Little did Bakugo know, Izuku had noticed his subtle actions and the way his eyes lingered on him. He felt a mixture of confusion and curiosity, wondering if there was something else behind Bakugo's behavior. And somewhere deep down, Izuku couldn't deny the pang of happiness he felt knowing that Bakugo cared enough to be jealous.

As the evening sky darkened, lanterns were lit and wishes were written.

Bakugo looked at Izuku out of the corner of his eye, frowning. “What are you looking at?”

Izuku smiled. “It's nice to share this moment together.”

"What the hell are you talking about if you spent all day with the half-half? Did he get bored of your nerdy gibberish and that's why you come here to bother me?”

Bakugo took a corner to write his wish. Izuku sighed.

The two heroes-in-training began to write their wishes on the strips of paper. Bakugo wrote in his fast and energetic handwriting, while Izuku wrote with calm and concentration. Once they were done, they hung their wishes on the bamboo, watching them sway gently in the wind.

"What did you wish for, Kacchan?" Izuku asked curiously.

Bakugo crossed his arms, avoiding looking directly at him. "That's none of your business, Deku. Is personal.”

Izuku nodded in understanding and began to think about his own wish. He looked at Bakugo and then at the stars that were beginning to appear in the sky. “My wish is that we continue to grow together, Kacchan. As friends and as heroes.”

Bakugo glared at him, as if Izuku had just said the most offensive thing.

Izuku continued speaking.

“I think All Might is right, we should try to work as a team. We already proved that together we can be invincible, so if my wish comes true, well, I know that if one says the wish out loud, maybe not…”

Bakugo burst. "Do you want to know what my freaking wish is?! Shut that annoying nerdy mouth and get out of my life forever! You are the most irritating person I have ever met!”

Bakugo's harsh words hung in the air as Izuku absorbed the impact. Izuku, usually resilient and forgiving, felt a pang of pain deep within him, but decided to mask it with a stoic expression. He had always known that Bakugo had a way with insults, but this time he felt differently. This time, he hit too close to home.

"Okay," Izuku replied quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I won't bother you anymore"

His shoulders slumped slightly as he turned around, leaving Bakugo standing there, feeling a mixture of guilt and confusion.

As Izuku walked away, he fought back tears, trying to understand why Bakugo's words affected him so deeply. He was hoping to have an honest talk, to bridge the gap between them, but it seemed that Bakugo wasn't willing to face his own feelings. And at that moment, Izuku couldn't take the weight of Bakugo's constant insults anymore.

Determined to enjoy the rest of the festival, Izuku joined Todoroki and Uraraka, bringing a smile to his face. He joined their conversations, laughing and joking as best he could. But there was a lingering sadness behind his eyes, a pain caused by Bakugo's rejection.

Meanwhile, Kirishima, always perceptive of his friend's emotions, noticed Bakugo's discomfort. He gently pushed Bakugo away and tried to divert his attention.

"Hey man, look at that game over there! Let's try it!” Kirishima pointed to a shooting gallery, hoping it would distract Bakugo from his turbulent thoughts.

Bakugo looked away from Izuku and forced himself to focus on Kirishima's suggestion. He nodded, grateful for his friend's attempt to get him out of his own head. He followed Kirishima into the game, trying to push away the guilt that gnawed him.

As they participated in the shooting game, Bakugo's mind went back to Izuku. He couldn't help the feeling of regret that settled in his chest. His realization hit him like a ton of bricks: he didn't want to push Izuku away. He didn't want to be left alone while Izuku laughed and joined the others. Bakugo wanted to be the one to make Izuku smile, and he couldn't deny the growing pain in his heart.

But the question remained: did he have the courage to face his own feelings? Did he have the strength to admit to himself, let alone Izuku, that there was more to their relationship than just rivalry? Bakugo's fists clenched as he wrestled with his own inner turmoil, the weight of his emotions overwhelming him.

He remembered his words and wondered why did he said something like that. He couldn't even think of wishing Izuku out of his life. Maybe years ago, yes but now... That thought hurt too much to want it.

Unbeknownst to Bakugo, Izuku glanced in his direction throughout the festival, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and resignation. He hoped that one day Bakugo would find the courage to confront his feelings and open up. But for now, Izuku had decided to protect his own heart and keep distance.

Izuku couldn't help but watch Kirishima and Bakugo interact, their easy camaraderie sparking a pang of jealousy inside him. He hid the pain with a forced smile, reminding himself that he couldn't let Bakugo's rejection get to him. Instead, he decided to counter Bakugo's indifference by laughing openly with Uraraka and Todoroki, hoping to allay his own feelings of jealousy.

Bakugo, however, was far from ignorant of Izuku's actions. He gritted his teeth, a snarl escaping his lips as he saw Izuku laughing with the others. His anger simmered beneath the surface, fanned by the sight of Izuku apparently enjoying the company of anyone but him. He continued to play the shooting game with a new intensity, his actions becoming more aggressive.

Just when the tension between them seemed to reach its peak, Iida, who had been observing the scene, walked over to the game. With the usual air of command, he invited Izuku and Bakugo to join.

"Why not have some friendly competition, gentlemen? It might lighten the atmosphere,” he suggested, his voice edged with concern.

Izuku felt a wave of shyness wash over him. He wasn't sure if he wanted to engage in a competitive game with Bakugo, especially given the undercurrent of animosity between them. But before he could decline, Bakugo's anger got the better of him. He turned to Izuku, his voice filled with contempt.

"What's wrong Deku? Too cowardly to face a challenge? Or are you just a hypocrite, pretending to be strong when you're nothing but a weakling?"

The harsh words hit Izuku like a physical blow, but his determination flared in response. His eyes narrowed, his voice firm as he accepted the challenge. "Okay Kacchan. Let's do this."

The atmosphere turned tense as the two rivals faced each other, their gazes locked in a battle of wills. Iida set up the game, creating a makeshift target for them to shoot at. As the first round began, their movements became fast and aggressive, and their competitive spirits drove their actions.

"Maybe spending too much time with the half-half made you more useless than you already are," Bakugo teased.

"That has nothing to do with this, and you don't stop putting Todoroki-kun in, is there something you want to say, Kacchan?" Izuku observed, receiving a rather aggressive shot in response. The cork they fired hit his arm and the impact was painful but wouldn't do any serious damage.

Suddenly, Bakugo was aiming at him.

"Why would I want to say anything to someone like you?"

With each shot, the tension in the air grew denser, but it was no longer just the game they were playing. It was a clash of emotions, a chance for them to throw the truth at each other, raw and painful as it might be.

“You always push me away, Kacchan!” Izuku's voice trembled slightly, but he refused to back down. "You never let me in. How can I be your friend when you constantly push me aside?"

Izuku had already left the game, only receiving cork shots and dodging them without difficulty.

Bakugo's eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and vulnerability. He loaded another round into his gun, his voice dripping with bitterness.

"Who said that I want to be your friend, you useless?! You think you're so perfect, Deku. Always playing the victim. Why you don't fight back? All you do is dodge me!”

Bakugo was thinking of Izuku's back a few moments ago while his smile was directed towards Uraraka, Todoroki and his other friends and his anger increased.

"Don't accept the challenge if all you're going to do is walk away!"

Words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken truths and pent-up frustrations.

"I'm not the one walking away!" Izuku's voice trembled, covering his face with his arms. "You're scared too. Afraid of being vulnerable, afraid of letting someone in. But you can't keep pushing everyone away forever!"

Bakugo's face contorted in anger, he dropped the weapon with a thud and lunged at Izuku to hit him. “I don't need anyone, especially you, Deku!” he spat out, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and pain. "I've come this far on my own. I don't need your pity or your help!"

It was then that, after the incident with the Villains League and his kidnapping, after having ruined All Might, everyone approached him with pity.

Izuku no longer looked at him the same way as before. He didn't want that either... he didn't know what exactly he wanted from Izuku.

The fight had escalated to a level where the friends of the rivals began to intervene without being able to stop them. The space that Iida prepared for the supposedly peaceful competition was set aside so there were no people in danger in the wild fight but it was shameful behavior for two heroes in training.

They didn't know how far it would escalate their fight but they didn't want to find out. Iida was going to get between the two but Kirishima stopped him.

"Bakugo won't do anything that causes major damage."

"That's no relief! They're fighting for no reason!" Iida argued.

"For now, this is their way of discussing. Midoriya won't make this a quirk fight and if he doesn't, neither will Bakugo" explained Tsuyu.

As the fight escalated, it became clear that their match had transcended the game. It had become a physical manifestation of their emotional turmoil, a battle fueled by their unspoken desires and frustrations. Izuku's thoughts swirled through his mind, a jumble of conflicting emotions, as the intense fervor of the moment consumed him.

"Even so..." Tsuyu continued.

Both Tsuyu and the others were fed up with the tension that those two had created and didn't want to continue making a fuss so Tsuyu used her tongue to tangle Izuku's foot and make him stumble just as he was about to hit Bakugo.

Caught up in the adrenaline, Izuku found himself on top of Bakugo, gripping the collar of his shirt tightly. He didn't wonder the reason why he stumbled.

Their eyes met, and for a fleeting moment, the world around them seemed to fade away. Izuku's heart was pounding in his chest, the intensity of their proximity causing a surge of forbidden thoughts.

"It's not pity, Kacchan..." Izuku gasped, "I never felt sorry for you."

In the midst of the chaos, he considered the idea of kissing Bakugo, to silence the tension between them with a moment of undeniable connection.

But just as quickly as the thought arose, Izuku's mind snapped back to reality.

He remembered Bakugo's harsh words, the insults that cut deep to his core. Bakugo had made it clear that Izuku was the one who bothered him the most. The weight of that realization fell on him, shattering the fragile fantasy he had briefly held.

Izuku released Bakugo, his grip loosening as he walked away, the fire in his eyes dimming. He released his rival, the silence between them stifling in its intensity. Realization of what they had just done washed over him, bringing with it a wave of regret and uncertainty.

"Sorry," Izuku murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of apology and sadness. "Sorry, everyone."

With a heavy heart, he turned away from his friends, from the festival that had once held so much promise. The weight of unresolved emotions and the pain of rejection felt like an unbearable burden.

His footsteps echoed against the emptying festival grounds as he pushed through the shadows. His mind was filled with confusion and doubt, questioning his decisions and wondering if there was a way forward from this tangled mess.

Izuku's departure left his friends in shock, their gazes following him until he was out of sight. The lingering tension in the air was palpable, a stark reminder of the consequences of his unresolved emotions. It was a bittersweet reminder that actions taken in the heat of the moment could have lasting repercussions.

The festival continued around them, but the once vibrant and joyous atmosphere was overshadowed by the weight of their shattered friendships. The remaining students of Class 1-A exchanged worried glances, unsure how to proceed or repair the crack that had formed.

Bakugo stood there, his eyes locked on the retreating figures of Todoroki, Uraraka, and Tsuyu as they chased after Izuku. Guilt washed over him, mixing with a sense of self-loathing and helplessness. He felt pathetic, knowing that his own actions had driven Izuku away.

Before he could think further about his feelings, Kirishima approached him, concern etched on his face. He grabbed Bakugo's arm gently and pulled him away from the scandalous scene, seeking a moment of privacy to talk.

"Hey Bakugo, what the hell just happened?"

Kirishima's voice held a mixture of concern and determination. He knew something eating away at his friend, and he wasn't about to let Bakugo push him away this time.

Bakugo initially resisted, his pride flaring. But Kirishima was persistent, understanding his friend's tendencies. He kept going, urging Bakugo to open up.

"I know something's been bothering you lately. You've been different, more nervous than usual,” Kirishima said, his voice soft but firm. "You can trust me, Bakugo. I'm your friend, right? Tell me."

Bakugo's defenses faltered under Kirishima's unwavering support. He sighed, shoulders slumping as he finally relented. "Fine, damn it," he complained. "I can't stand seeing Deku with someone else. It... it bothers me."

Kirishima's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly covered them, nodding in understanding. “So are you jealous?” he asked, smirking.

Bakugo's face flushed red, a mix of embarrassment and frustration. "Yeah, damn it! So what?! Are you picking a fight?!"

Kirishima couldn't help but laugh at the shock. “Okay, okay. Calm down"

"I never thought I would feel like this. But seeing Deku laughing with the others, being around them... makes me feel like trash. And I took it out on him, on everyone."

Kirishima listened intently, his empathy radiating from his expression. "Bakugo, it's okay to be jealous. It means you care. But taking it out on Midoriya and everyone else isn't fair. You have to face those feelings and talk to Midoriya about it.

Bakugo's eyes shifted, his fists unclenched. “I don't even know what I want, Kirishima. I'm a mess,” he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Kirishima placed a comforting hand on Bakugo's shoulder. "You must be honest with yourself and with Midoriya. He deserves to know how you feel, even if it's complicated. It's the only way you'll find a solution.

A mix of frustration, guilt, and relief washed over Bakugo's features. He finally met Kirishima's gaze, his eyes filled with a new determination.

~°~ The room was cloaked in darkness, the faint glow of the moon filtering through the gaps in the curtains. Izuku lay on his bed, the weight of recent events bearing down on him. The echoes of the festival still reverberated in his mind, each moment a painful reminder of his shattered hopes.

He replayed the confrontation with Bakugo over and over in his mind, dissecting every word, every action. Raw emotions swirled inside him, leaving him lost and overwhelmed. His heart ached, weighed down by the weight of unrequited feelings and the sting of rejection, plus guilt over the mess he'd caused.

Tears welled up in his eyes, falling silently down his face as he fought the suffocating sadness.

Thoughts of what could have been, of the possibilities that seemed to be within his grasp, haunted Izuku's mind. He wondered if he had misread the signs, if he had deluded himself into believing there was something more between him and Bakugo. Uncertainty ate at his soul, leaving him feeling vulnerable and exposed.

The silence in the room was deafening, amplifying the turmoil within Izuku. He felt a sense of isolation, as if he was trapped within the confines of his own emotions.

The soft knock on the door interrupted Izuku's contemplation, causing him to raise his head in surprise. He yelled, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Uraraka," said the sweet voice from the other side. “Deku-kun, we are all worried about you. Please let me in."

Izuku hesitated, his instinct telling him to keep his emotions hidden. But Uraraka's lingering concern reached deep within him, and he opened the door, allowing his friend to enter.

Uraraka walked in, her eyes filled with concern and empathy. She offered a kind smile, sensing Izuku's inner turmoil. She refused to let his feigned calm fool her.

"I'm sorry for ruining the festival. I promise it won't happen again.”

"It's true that you gave us quite a scare, maybe later you can apologize to everyone properly, even so, you're not like this." Uraraka said softly, her voice full of true care. “We saw how you left the festival and we know that something is bothering you.”

Izuku's defenses weakened at Uraraka's sincerity. He sighed, realizing that he couldn't keep his feelings bottled up any longer. With a mixture of vulnerability and relief, he began to open up.

"It's Kacchan," Izuku admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “I… I… It bothers me… I want to be with him, I want to be able to talk normally with him but I can't. I don't know what to do. Then, Kirishima-kun…”

Uraraka's eyes widened, a flash of recognition crossing her face. She took a step closer to Izuku, her voice soft but resolute. “What's the matter with him?”

Izuku realized what he was about to say and covered his mouth. “Nothing! It’s nothing!” Izuku drowned out his voice in his hands.

"Deku-kun, we know that the way Bakugo and Kirishima-kun get along so well bothers you a bit." Uraraka smiled, and sighed. "You're too obvious."

“Too obvious?!” he yelled in shrill surprise. “I mean, I have nothing against Kirishima-kun and I'm happy that Kacchan has friends,” he muttered “I just want to be as cool as Kirishima-kun to be with someone like Kacchan.”

Uraraka opened her mouth and then closed it. This feeling that Izuku was expressing was all too familiar; she felt the same for Izuku, that admiration and that feeling of distance that she managed to silence. “I understand, I think I feel something similar.”

Confusion crossed Izuku's features as he processed Uraraka's confession. His mind reeled, trying to capture what she said.

Uraraka smiled, showing a vulnerable yet determined expression. “It's hard and it hurts, but keeping it in won't bring any resolution. You deserve to find clarity, as I did,” she said. “First, ask yourself if it is love or admiration.”

Izuku felt a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. "I... I... Uh..." he began to play with his fingers, "But what if Kacchan doesn't feel the same way?" Izuku asked, his voice laced with uncertainty.

Uraraka gently placed a hand on Izuku's shoulder, her eyes filled with compassion. "We won't know until you talk to him, Deku-kun. Repressing your feelings will not lead to any response. You deserve to find closure, and Bakugo has to give himself the chance to understand how you feel. Be honest, even if it's hard.”

Izuku took a deep breath, his heart heavy with a mix of emotions. Uraraka's vulnerability and understanding gave him the courage to face his own fears. He nodded, gratitude shining in his eyes.

"Thank you, Uraraka-san," Izuku said, his voice full of appreciation. “I appreciate your honesty and support. I'll try... I'll try to talk to Kacchan.”

~°~ The halls of the academy were silent and dimly lit, silence hanging in the air. It was in this silent atmosphere that Izuku and Bakugo came face to face as everyone went to sleep. The weight of their unresolved emotions is palpable between them. Izuku took a deep breath, his voice hesitant but determined.

“Can we talk?” Izuku's voice trembled slightly, a mix of hope and apprehension evident in his eyes.

Bakugo sneered, his pride still evident in his stance. “Talk? What is there to talk about, Deku? Do you think that a simple conversation can fix everything?”

Izuku's heart sank at Bakugo's dismissive response, but he refused to be pushed out. “Kacchan, please. We can't keep avoiding this. We need to address our feelings, confront the truth.”

Bakugo's frustration boiled over, his voice filling with exasperation. "That's your problem, Deku! Always so damn naive, thinking that everything can be solved with a sincere talk. Well, breaking news, life is not that simple!”

“Did we resolve something with the fight we had there?” Izuku didn't want to give up, but he was afraid that this discussion would escalate into something similar to what happened at the festival.

“And what do you want to solve with all this talk?”

Izuku pursed his lips. What could he say now?

"No, you're right. Life isn't that simple with you” Izuku muttered in frustration, looking to get out of the conversation he got himself into.

Bakugo took his arm. "Where do you think you're going? Are you running away like a coward again?”

“It's not that, Kacchan!” Izuku answered desperately ”It's just that I can't find a way for us to understand each other anymore. I want…”

To be at your side.

Izuku wanted to say that. He spoke it in his mind, in his heart, and his mouth yearned to say it.

But it was too much bravery that the One For All heir hero was not willing to have. So he faked a yawn and said, "I want to go to sleep. I'm very sleepy.”

"You bastard!" Bakugo yelled at him indignantly. Izuku had managed to get his attention but if Izuku didn't make the first move, Bakugo didn't know how he would make it.

“But I'm serious, when I'm tired I say a lot of nonsense, Kacchan” he laughed nervously “So let go of my arm and let me go to sleep, please?”

Bakugo tugged on his arm and looked into his eyes.

Izuku swallowed heavily. "Kacchan, let me go."

If Bakugo kept looking at him like that he would be doing something crazy.

The tension in the air grew. It was as if the weight of their unspoken desires, the tangled web of their connection, spilled out with each held breath from both.

"Did you cry?"

Izuku flushed red at Bakugo's sudden question. "N-No! Why would I do that?”

"Don't play the idiot, idiot. You cry so hard that it always shows in your ridiculous nerdy face.”

Bakugo was looking at him as if he were inspecting him. Izuku was no longer thinking about how embarrassing it was for him to know that he had been crying, but about how dangerous it was for his impulsive heart that Bakugo approached his face so nonchalantly.

"Kacchan... I didn't..." he tried to excuse himself but Bakugo kept getting closer, "Kacchan, please, let me go to sleep, Kacchan…”

"Now I'm the one who won't let you sleep?! You were the one who said we had to talk! And so far I haven't understood shit about…!”

Izuku couldn't stand it and drowned out Bakugo's screaming with the kiss that he was resisting. It didn't last long but Izuku took all he could taste in this opportune situation.

He already did. He dared.

Now he wanted to commit to memory the adorable Bakugo’s surprised face. He even made him let go of his arm.

But then, Izuku's pride stopped feeling like a victory. Bakugo moved away from Izuku.

Izuku's heart felt tight in his chest, he believed that he had finally screwed it over. Maybe Bakugo wasn’t only not interested in him but he wasn't interested in men either, maybe what little he had left of Bakugo was lost in that kiss.

He was so gross right now.

"K-Kacchan..."

“Don’t talk to me! Go away!”

Bakugo stopped looking at him, he looked agitated. Izuku had a choked voice but he did his best to get closer to Bakugo.

“Kacchan, I'm sorry. I’m so stupid!" He began to mumble nervously, "You don't have to feel obligated to anything! I should have gotten away from you like you wanted so much! But it's your fault because you keep taunting me and calling me out, you even just grabbed my arm to stop me and I thought you really cared that I was here! I warned you, Kacchan! I told you to let me go but you…!”

Amid Izuku's nervousness, Bakugo's voice faltered, his expression betraying a hint of vulnerability.

"Can you shut your damn mouth already?! I just don't want you near me, Deku! You drive me crazy! I want you to disappear!” he admitted, “And I can't deny it anymore. I... I feel something for you. And I can't stand it because I don't know what to do with it! So…! You wanted to talk?! Tell me what to do! What am I supposed to do now?!

Izuku's eyes widened, his heart lurching inside his chest. Confusion washed over him, his mind struggling to comprehend the sudden confession amid the chaos of his argument.

“What? Kacchan, I... I don't get it” Izuku stammered, his voice a mix of surprise and uncertainty.

Bakugo's pride flared again, the walls of him snapping back. “Forget it. It doesn't matter. It doesn't change anything,” he replied, his voice filled with a mix of defensiveness and doubt.

But Izuku couldn't just dismiss Bakugo's confession. The whirlwind of emotions inside him refused to calm down, his heart yearning for clarity in the midst of the confusion. He reached out, his hand trembling slightly, wanting to close the gap between them.

"No, Kacchan. It does matter," Izuku said firmly, determination shining in his eyes. “I need to understand. I need to know what this all means.”

The halls were silent, silence hanging in the air as the weight of his unspoken desire lingered between them. His plot lines blurred, replaced by a tentative vulnerability.

Bakugo hesitated, his gaze locking on Izuku's. Slowly, he lowered his defenses, his pride giving way to a moment of unfiltered truth.

“I don't know. These feelings... are new to me. But what I do know is that not seeing your stupid face…it hurts.” he sighed “I can't stand seeing you with anyone else, but I can't stand the idea of losing you either.”

Confusion still clouded Izuku's mind, but the sincerity in Bakugo's words struck a chord within him. It was a tide of passion, frustration, and a vulnerability he had rarely seen in his rival. His heart faltered, caught between the lingering pain and the new hope.

In the midst of his confusion, Izuku knew one thing for sure: they couldn't go back to the way things were. They had reached a tipping point, a juncture where they had to confront their emotions head-on and discover the true depth of their connection.

"I-I don't get it, Kacchan, but you said that you wanted me to stay away from you."

"Well, that was…”

Bakugo looked up at Izuku only to realize that the boy was already deep in his own thoughts, swimming in his sea of theories and muttering nonstop.

“I thought I had misunderstood the signals, on the one hand you kept looking at me and I thought I was bothering you or that perhaps you wanted to tell me something. You constantly approached me during the festival almost as if you wanted to get my attention. On the other hand, when I approached you, you sounded sincere in asking me to stay away and you seemed genuinely happy with Kirishima-kun.”

Izuku spoke of his unrequited feelings for him, his confusion over Bakugo's actions and how he had misread so many signs along the way. The weight of it all hung heavy in the air, leaving him feeling vulnerable and exposed.

But before Izuku could finish his rambling, Bakugo silenced him with an unexpected and bold gesture. He leaned in, capturing Izuku's lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

Time seemed to stop as their lips melted again, their unspoken desires finally finding release. The fervor of the kiss said a lot, their lips moved in perfect harmony, not like before. They were conveying the depth of their emotions better than words.

Izuku's eyes widened in surprise, his heart pounding in his chest. His mind scrambled to catch up with the sudden turn of events, his confusion giving way to a surge of overwhelming sensation. In that moment, everything fell into place and the complicated puzzle of their relationship began to make sense.

Suddenly, he felt that he could hold Bakugo's feelings with his own hands; he felt that he was the only one who could understand Bakugo.

As his kiss dragged on, the tension between them began to dissipate, replaced by a new understanding. It was as if the kiss contained a thousand unspoken apologies, a million revelations, and a shared recognition of the love that had simmered beneath the surface for so long.

When they finally pulled apart, breathless and wide-eyed, a sense of clarity washed over Izuku. He looked into Bakugo's eyes, now filled with a mixture of vulnerability and determination. It was as if Bakugo's kiss had swept away all of Izuku's doubts and fears, leaving only the truth.

"Kacchan…" Izuku whispered, his voice filled with a newfound certainty. "I never imagined... I didn't know... that you felt the same way."

Bakugo's lips curved into a tender smile, his eyes reflecting the depth of his emotions. "Deku, I've been a jerk, okay? I pushed you away because I couldn't collect my thoughts.”

“Kacchan…” Izuku stared at him “Hit me”

"What the hell is wrong with you now?!"

"This is too good to be true! It has to be another one of those dreams that keep me sleeping in late!”

"I'll seriously beat you up if you keep saying such creepy things, you fucking idiot!"

"Then it's not a dream. Oh! What a relief~”

"Are you kidding or what?!"

Izuku was actually relieved. He was so happy that he couldn't just believe it and accept it, maybe he would go a long time without finishing believing it.

"No, Kacchan, I would never make fun of you." Izuku hugged Bakugo's chest now that he knew he could do it.

Bakugo still couldn't process this being affectionate, but it felt good to have Izuku hug him like this.

Izuku felt good in his arms, like he fit right in.

"And now what shall we do?"

"What the hell am I supposed to know? Do you want something else?”

Bakugo knew what Izuku was asking, but what happened tomorrow didn't matter to him. If Izuku wanted to shout it from the four winds, he might die of embarrassment, but he would feel proud to be the one Izuku presumes to be his boyfriend. Especially in front of the half-half.

“We could start by writing an apology to everyone for the mess we made.”

Out of nowhere Izuku pulled out a piece of paper and a pen.

Bakugo stared at him in disbelief and then released him. "Luck writing that, nerd. I'm going to bed.”

"W-Wait, Kacchan!"

"I'm not going to write that apology! The only person I cared about forgiving me already did!”

Izuku pursed his lip, showing concern. "Are you talking about Kirishima-kun?"

"I'm not talking about him, idiot. I'm talking about you!”

Joy returned to Izuku's face. "Oh! Kacchan!” He stuck to him again, not letting Bakugo escape.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Are you going to let me sleep?”

"Yeah, but first write the apology."

“Fuck off!”

"Kacchan!"

Izuku was nearly throwing the paper and pen in Bakugo's face as Bakugo tried to shake him off.

"Kacchan! If you don't apologize now… you'll have to do it in person.”

“Over my dead body!”

“Then…!”

"Leave me alone, Deku!"

Nothing had changed, the weight of Bakugo's confession hanging in the air, a testament to the transformative power of their shared kiss. The confusion and uncertainty that had haunted them both seemed to fade away, replaced by a new connection and an undeniable truth.

#bkdkyear2023 #bkdk #bkdkfanfic #bakudeku #mha #deku midoriya #bnha izuku #bakugo katsuki #deku's birthday #but it's on tanabata

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[ugui (su)] Happy Birthday, Todoroki-kun – Boku no Hero Academia dj [ENG]

Sooooooo another group scanlated this without warning me. Yay! it's out!

It sucks for me since so much work is now in the trash tho.

Here's the link

#scanlation

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TODOROKI BIRTHDAY POST

despite his piece of shit father being who he is, Shoto actually has a happy relationship with his Birthday

people would always try to get into the Todoroki household on this day so Endeavor would never be home

perfect timing for Rei and the kids to have a little celebration every year :)

Shoto however never got the pleasure of having friends at a birthday party so when 1-A throws him a surprise party he is genuinely confused

"I thought only family was supposed to celebrate your birthday?"

"Um, no Todoroki-kun it's usually celebrated with friends too!"

"...Oh"

chaos ensues when they realize he has never had an ACTUAL party

so they make it a goal to always go all out during his birthday week :)

#mha #bnha #hcs :d #shouto todoroki #todoroki #shoto todoroki #todoroki shoto #happy birthday to my beloved comfort character

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@withsorrowandregret asked:

early morning rain  ,    heedless    &.    turbulent  ,    scurried down the windows  .    the perpetual music of water drops upon glass soothed his nerves  ,    if only a little  .    not enough to liberate him from the need to march the corridor up and down  ,    awaiting the awakening of his friend  .    the fraction of a second midoriya heard the door open  ,    he must have nearly tackled the birthday boy the the ground in a fusion of enthusiasm    &.    nerves  .    scarred digits offered a small package  ,    neatly wrapped in sapphire    &.    ruby shades  ,    for celebration  ;    a self - made good luck charm stacked on tickets for an amusement park  .

❝    happy birthday  ,    todoroki - kun  !    ❞

His alarm signed the beginning of a new day, a day Shoto hadn't been looking forward to, not more than any other. He'd intentionally ignore the texts on his phone, still in a morning haze where he couldn't deal with the wishes of his family ( the only people he expected to remember what day it was, if caring to text him this early ). He realized he was mistaken though, when he found someone standing at his door. Having woken up at the sound of heavy rain, and meeting his most dear friend first thing in the morning, was more than he could have ever asked to brighten up his day, but it seemed as if more awaited him.

If only Midoriya knew his place in Shoto's heart. His hero, bright and as if standing on a pedestal, beyond his reach. But suddenly, he was there, right in front of him, not as Deku but simply as his friend, an image he wouldn't forget as long as he lived, for this was a day different than most. Not a reminder of his loneliness, like his past birthdays used to be, but the reminder of his inner growth, and the connections he had made in the last year. Becoming someone he didn't despise, and who could be taught what was like to be loved again. All because of HIM.

“ You remembered? ” were the first words to slip his mouth, surprise evident in his eyes as he stared at the green-haired and the offered gift. As if the sour past memories of this day no longer had a place in his heart, as if replaced by the sentiment of this moment, Shoto smiled at the other. A wide smile free of any reservations, of any dark thoughts to cloud his heart and mind. “ Thank you, Midoriya. ” How sweet were the words, a different taste than usual. Carefully he'd attempt to unwrap the present, a bit uncertain if that was the tradition, revealing what his friend had made for him and the tickets. He took the charm in his hand, holding it tight to his fist as if it was his most precious possession. “ I'll always have this with me. ” He cast another glance of gratitude, and next to his attention were the tickets. “ Would you mind going with me? ” He never had gone to a place like this, and only if it was with Midoriya, it'd be really worth it. “ It's a place you should go with friends, right? ”

#( he's so stiff and awkward i just . . . ) #( love em so much ) #( your writing is always just the best ) #( thank you for this wonderful ask ) #withsorrowandregret #— ask | if you rely on words alone — they better be powerful enough to reach them #— ic | look properly at who you want to become! #— main | no matter how hard the world pushes against me — within me there’s something stronger (something better) pushing right back #— (tag tba) birthday. #— midoriya izuku | what's a soulmate? well a soulmate is like a best friend but more. it's someone who you carry with you forever #— izuku & shoto | it's the person who knew you and accepted you and believed in you before anyone else did or when no one else would #— withsorrowandregret | look at the stars — look how they shine for you and everything you do #— izuku & shoto (withsorrowandregret) | for you i'd bleed myself dry — don't you know i love you so?

[ofxicexandxfire]

@oncforallxbroccoli​ said: "Todoroki-kun, happy birthday!" Izuku grinned from ear to ear at the other, before holding out a gift bag containing a custom made soba bowl with Todoroki's initials on it. As well as adding, "it's a gift from both me and Kacchan, and I'm sure Kacchan would be fine with making some soba for a birthday meal." //my Katsuki muse is glaring hard at him right now for dragging him into this

Shouto blinked when Midoriya held out the gift bag towards him. “...Thank you, Midoriya,” he murmured before taking beginning to open it up. A soft smile crossed his face when he saw the soba bowl. “The bowl is really pretty...” 

He then raised an eyebrow when Bakugou was mentioned. Unable to help himself, he tilted his head. “He would? But I thought he said that we weren’t friends?”

#oncforallxbroccoli #of course he's gonna point that out #Shouto's bday #Shouto replies

[simpforchuchu]

POV : You are dating Tsuji and Shibaman is the third wheel

Your Insta 🌟

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Y/n He loves me back. @/tsuji ❤️

|| tsuji ❤️

|| shibaman GIRL… FINALLY.

--》y/n shut up 😭

--》shibaman I’m happy for you two 💕

--》y/n THANK YOU 😭😭💕

|| fujio That was definitely unexpected

--》y/n I know 😌

--》shibaman You were trying to confess to him since middle school…

--》y/n SHUT UP

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Y/n 😍😍😍

|| shibaman Where did you even find that thing ?

--》odajima I saw them in the festival yesterday

--》y/n yep

--》odajima Nice pic btw 👍

--》todoroki They are cute together

--》odajima You know who else would look cute together?

--》todoroki not us

--》y/n poor odajima 💔

|| shibaman I want one too

--》 tsuji I will buy one for you bro 😉

--》y/n 😒😒

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Y/n My beautiful boyfriend 🥺🥺❤️❤️

|| tsuji You are the beautiful one babe ❤️

--》y/n sHUT UP 😭😭

--》shibaman 🤢🤢

--》y/n don’t be jealous

|| tsukasa Even his face looks calmer after dating you…

--》y/n we are trying to stay away from trouble bro 🫡

--》tsuji just her

--》y/n nO

--》todoroki don’t make me talk

--》tsuji 🫡🤐

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Y/n 🐰🦈 @/tsuji ❤️

|| yasushi i have to admit this is cute

--》y/n I knooow ;)

|| nakagoshi Who took this pic senpai ?

--》y/n the third wheel @/shibaman

--》shibaman I hate you, yk this right?

--》y/n 💅🏻💅🏻

--》tsuji ❤️

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Y/n Shiba appreciation post 🥰💕 Love you bro 🥰💕

|| tsuji come here @/shibaman 💕

--》shibaman Unfortunately I love you too😒💕

--》y/n 🥺💕

|| todoroki sometimes i feel sorry for him

--》shibaman They buy me milkshake 🙂

--》y/n Yeah it is a win-win situation 🫡

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Y/n Why this dude always looks angry ?😠

|| todoroki when did you even take this pic ?

--》y/n You were so focused on punching that thing ✍🏻

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Y/n I miss his long hair 🥺❤️

|| tsuji yeah me too💔

--》shibaman We need to dye his hair again

--》y/n nO

|| todoroki is this pic from… ?

--》y/n yes, from your birthday

--》todoroki share yourself too

--》y/n no I’m not that pretty

--》tsuji don’t ever say this again.

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Y/n I just said be cool not angry… 💕 @/tsuji @/shibaman @/todoroki

|| shibaman we are cool ?

--》y/n no you’re not 😒

|| tsuji actually we look cool

--》y/n yes babe ❤️

--》shibaman 😠😠

--》y/n 🥰🥰

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Y/n He’s already tired… old man @/shibaman

|| shibaman yOU WERE THE ONE WHO SAID LETS STOP ??

--》y/n liar 😒😒😒

--》todoroki you are like kids sometimes…

--》fujio where are you going?

--》y/n It’s surprise 🤐

|| tsuji WHY ARE YOU TWO GOING WITHOUT ME ?

--》y/n 😙😙🤫🤫

--》tsuji what’s that even supposed to be mean ??

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Y/n I waited too long for you. But I’m happy that l’m finally with you. Happiest birthday to my other half ❤️ @/tsuji

|| tsuji I love you ❤️

--》y/n ❤️

|| todoroki so you were going to buy cake…

--》shibaman she literally said “If you don’t come with me I ruin all your jackets…” SHE IS SCARY

--》y/n Shut up 🥰

|| odajima happy birthday tsuji-kun

--》tsuji thanks man

|| fujio happy birthday bro

--》tsukasa happy birthday Tsuji

--》tsuji thanks guys 🙏🏻

#high and low #high&low #high and low fic #hnl #high and low the worst #high and low the worst x #oya high #oyakoh #oya high school #tsuji&shibaman #tsuji x reader #tsuji and shibaman #tsuji #tsuji & shibaman

[withsorrowandregret-archive]

“ Happy birthday, Midoriya. ” Shoto had been standing outside the green-haired's dorm room for a while now, waiting for him to come out. He didn't want to wake him up, especially on a day like this, so he stood there until the door finally opened. A year had passed for Midoriya, and another circle was starting. A new beginning, where they were friends, and chased their dreams together. “ This is for you, ” he softly said, holding a wrapped gift, a bow keeping it together with a yellow tulip. The gift was a notebook with a hard cover, its color a deep green. There were golden stars on the cover, and inside, in calligraphic letters, it was written: ‘ For your thoughts that are stars, and for the constellations you'll make. ’

𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐘 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐓 𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐓��𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑  .    he believed he had just suffered a heart attack in that same second  ,   his clarity had still been drunk on sleep  .   rapid heartbeat loudly triumphed his hearing  ,   but quickly faded to the background when birthday congratulations were offered  .   ❝   todoroki-kun  —   ❞   digits folded carefully around the neatly wrapped gift before any more words were spoken  .   the yellow flower proudly decorated the simple paper  ,   and in doing so it drew his attention easily  —   a pop of golden with notable similarities to the sun  ;   both radiant and warm  ,  yet offering its grace in solitary confinement  .   a true devotion to its meaning   (   one lost on the boy   )   as well as a perfect description of its receiver  ,   who now busied himself with unwrapping his gift  .   smooth to touch  ,   with fine coves where the starts were engraved in the shade that matched his eyes  .   the scent that had risen from the fresh pages of the notebook was one of his favorites  :    a faint mixture of oak and maple  ,   with a hint of vanilla  .

❝   you didn’t have to . . .    ❞   he stammered  ,   rubbing the back of his neck in awkward manner  .   how had he gotten here  ,   surrounded by caring friends and endowed with such meaningful words  ?   it made his heart feel heavy  .   back straightened  and a smile wiped the inept expression of his face  .   ❝   thank you  .   ❞ 

#knightinsourarmor #☽ ——「мι∂σяιуα ιzυкυ」 / ❛ the deeper the darkness the more dazzling the light shines #(( aaaawh it made me so sad to write the middle part ))

[archived-lightbaund]

withsorrowandregret asked ( once upon a time ago ):

early morning rain  ,    heedless    &.    turbulent  ,    scurried down the windows  .    the perpetual music of water drops upon glass soothed his nerves  ,    if only a little  .    not enough to liberate him from the need to march the corridor up and down  ,    awaiting the awakening of his friend  .    the fraction of a second midoriya heard the door open  ,    he must have nearly tackled the birthday boy the the ground in a fusion of enthusiasm    &.    nerves  .    scarred digits offered a small package  ,    neatly wrapped in sapphire    &.    ruby shades  ,    for celebration  ;    a self - made good luck charm stacked on tickets for an amusement park  .

❝    happy birthday  ,    todoroki - kun  !    ❞

His alarm signed the beginning of a new day, a day Shoto hadn't been looking forward to, not more than any other. He'd intentionally ignore the texts on his phone, still in a morning haze where he couldn't deal with the wishes of his family ( the only people he expected to remember what day it was, if caring to text him this early ). He realized he was mistaken though, when he found someone standing at his door. Having woken up at the sound of heavy rain, and meeting his most dear friend first thing in the morning, was more than he could have ever asked to brighten up his day, but it seemed as if more awaited him.

If only Midoriya knew his place in Shoto's heart. His hero, bright and as if standing on a pedestal, beyond his reach. But suddenly, he was there, right in front of him, not as Deku but simply as his friend, an image he wouldn't forget as long as he lived, for this was a day different than most. Not a reminder of his loneliness, like his past birthdays used to be, but the reminder of his inner growth, and the connections he had made in the last year. Becoming someone he didn't despise, and who could be taught what was like to be loved again. All because of HIM.

“ You remembered? ” were the first words to slip his mouth, surprise evident in his eyes as he stared at the green-haired and the offered gift. As if the sour past memories of this day no longer had a place in his heart, as if replaced by the sentiment of this moment, Shoto smiled at the other. A wide smile free of any reservations, of any dark thoughts to cloud his heart and mind. “ Thank you, Midoriya. ” How sweet were the words, a different taste than usual. Carefully he'd attempt to unwrap the present, a bit uncertain if that was the tradition, revealing what his friend had made for him and the tickets. He took the charm in his hand, holding it tight to his fist as if it was his most precious possession. “ I'll always have this with me. ” He cast another glance of gratitude, and next to his attention were the tickets. “ Would you mind going with me? ” He never had gone to a place like this, and only if it was with Midoriya, it'd be really worth it. “ It's a place you should go with friends, right? ”

#withsorrowandregret #—× repost. #—× birthday. #— ask | if you rely on words alone — they better be powerful enough to reach them #— ic | look properly at who you want to become! #— main | no matter how hard the world pushes against me — within me there’s something stronger (something better) pushing right back #— midoriya izuku | what's a soulmate? well a soulmate is like a best friend but more. it's someone who you carry with you forever #— izuku & shoto | it's the person who knew you and accepted you and believed in you before anyone else did or when no one else would #— withsorrowandregret | look at the stars — look how they shine for you and everything you do #— izuku & shoto (withsorrowandregret) | for you i'd bleed myself dry — don't you know i love you so? #—× withsorrowandregret | 008 #— queue | time spent healing is not wasted time

[musemilitia]

Shouto's Birthday 2k23 || @kibouhero asked:

Izuku rushed up to Todoroki with a bright smile on his face. "Happy birthday, Todoroki-kun!" He handed his friend a wrapped box. Inside was a new soba dish set. The dishes were patterned after cats and had Todoroki's initials engraved on the side of the dipping cup.

Hearing Midoriya's voice, Shouto looked over at his friend and upon seeing the other's smile -- the dual quirked user couldn't help but feel relaxed. When the box was handed to him, Shouto blinked a moment before accepting it from Midoriya as he started, "Midoriya..." as he unwrapped, and opened, the box to see the soba dish set.

"You really didn't have to get me anything," He was just thankful for the other's friendship after all. "But thank you!"

#kibouhero #{ ic; (shouto) } #{ answered; shouto } #{ shouto's birthday 2k23; } #sir... do you know how gay you sound here?!

[multianime]

@roguesenses​ sent a Unprompted ask:  The small box held two mochis inside, one red, the other white. “Happy birthday, Todoroki-kun.” The red was strawberry-flavored and the white had mung bean filling. Both were very good, which was how the dessert shop lady was able to convince Izuku to get them after a sample. (Always accepting)

He’s almost surprised whenever he hears the other male tell him happy birthday. Birthdays weren’t something that he really celebrated for, even though his siblings did still attempt to throw him a small dinner party with them every year. That his only real tradition with his birthday. He smiles at Midoriya as he looks down at the small box. He opens the box to see the dessert inside, they did look very good. Shoto looks back at Midoriya again. “Thank you Midiorya. You didn’t have to get me anything though. But would you like to try one too?”

#roguesenses #thank you for this :D #he's just happy someone remembered his birthday!

[ghoulsmuses]

“Happy birthday, Todoroki-kun!” Look, a gift. Izuku brought Shouto a tiny pot of bonsai, which he thought would look good in his Japanese-themed room. No gift wrapping, because Izuku figured the plant would need to breathe. “Thank you for being a great friend.”

a gift?

shoto's eyes light up just a bit as he's greeted by the bonsai. he takes the gift from his friend and looks it over. he has the perfect spot in his dorm room for his new friend and he already knows it'll look great. "you didn't have to get me anything." he says softly, a small smile taking over his face as he looks from his friend to the tree for a moment.

"i've got just the spot in my room for this and i think it'll really liven up my room a bit. thank you, midoriya."

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