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ochazuku · 2 years
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Of marshmallow-roasting and competitive eating
When asked what do you do for a living?, a few unexpected answers pop up.
(Momo happily eats. Shoto happily eats vicariously.)
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“Your order, please.”
The black-haired girl in a high ponytail surveys the menu for a quarter of a minute. 
“Hello! Could I please have a 30-piece box with 10 sets of cheese fries, as well as 7 mashed potatoes, 5 coleslaws, 15 chocolate fudge mudpies, 11 butter biscuits, 3 strawberry white chocolate brownies, 12 milk chocolate walnut brownies, 5 dark chocolate brownies, 13 strawberry white chocolate blondies, 8 croquettes, and a Coke Zero, please.”
For a decision that took a quarter of a minute to make, that sure is…a real mouthful. But perhaps she’d already memorised her order before coming to the counter, though that also already would have been a real feat in itself.
(Is there a difference between strawberry white chocolate brownies and strawberry white chocolate blondies? Never even knew we had both on the menu, goes the little part in the back of Shoto’s brain, slightly amazed.)
“Oh right, I’d also like 20 apple pies, 5 banana pies, 6 fudge pies and 7 chocolate fudge pies, please.”
(Is there a difference between fudge pies and chocolate fudge pies? Never even knew we had both on the menu, goes the little part in the back of Shoto’s brain, a little more than slightly amazed.)
Turns out she’s right, because when Shoto keys the order into machine, there are, in fact, both fudge pies and chocolate fudge pies, as well as strawberry white chocolate brownies and strawberry white chocolate blondies. Inwardly, Shoto makes a serious resolution to brush up on his knowledge of all the food items existing on the menu at his workplace.
Still - that was a pretty tall order. Shoto reckons she’s probably buying back for a house party, or something.
"Okay, let me repeat your order. That’ll be 7 chocolate fudge pies…6 fudge pies, 5 banana pies…20 apple pies……”
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("The fuck, it’s been two and a quarter minutes and Shoto’s still fucking repeating the customer’s order, fucking seriously? How fucking humongous is this order", goes Bakugo in the back of the kitchen, a little more than a little more than slightly amazed.)
“…and a Coke Zero. Please let me know if I have missed out anything.”
“Nope, it's all correct, thank you very much!”
“Okay, for takeout, there will be an extra charge, so it will be an extra dollar for plastic bags and boxes…wait, the order is pretty large so your takeaway fee will amount to 5 dollars, hope that is okay with yo-”
“Oh, no worries, I'm not taking it out! I’ll be eating in the restaurant, thank you! I like to be environmentally friendly,” she beams, shining like the sun.
Shoto pauses, taking a while to take in the information. Maybe she isn't buying back for a house party after all, but buying for a party of friends, having some fried chicken together in the store. However...
He looks behind and around her. Isn’t she alone? From the counter earlier, he’d seen her enter from the entrance, all by herself. In fact, there aren't even any customers in the store except for her - restaurant is nearly dead empty, save for three other humans (Shoto, Bakugo and the store manager).
Or…were there, god forbid, some non-human customers present in the store, who will be her eating partners? (Shoto tries to suppress the shudder.)
"O-okay. That’ll be 7000 yen, please,” Shoto says, a little weakly.
("Oh my god, we just hit our monthly sales target", goes the manager in the back of the kitchen, a little more than a little more than extremely amazed.)
“Thank you!” The ponytailed girl pays, walks away with her first tray of food, and heads to an empty table. She sets it down, and takes around 5 rounds to finish carrying all the trays of food back to the table (now three tables, side by side).
She starts eating, and five minutes later, Shoto confirms (after staring at her the entire time), that there are no human and non-human interactions being conducted - she’s just eating alone, in the most normal way any human would.
The amount, though…not the most normal. 
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"Mind if I join you? My shift is over, so I'm having dinner."
The girl looks up. "Sure, would love for you to!" She beams, and Shoto catches some of her light, somehow feeling a little healed from the day's events.
"My name's Shoto. You?"
"Momo, nice to meet you, Shoto!" She beams again, and Shoto manages to get more healing done.
"You sure are eating quite a lot. Not that it’s a bad thing. Just. Sort of really amazing.” Shoto glances slightly awkwardly at his own single bowl of soba in a kid-sized bento box which his mom had given him as a kid, which he’d been using for years, and can never bear to change. “Are you perhaps a competitive eater?"
"Yeah, kind of." Momo smiles sheepishly. "Apart from that, I make stuff. How about you? Apart from working here, what do you do for a living?"
Shoto pauses, thinking for a bit. "In the summer, I work at the kakigori stall at the beach to help make shaved ice desserts and roast dango on one side. All year round, I get called to the Winter Amusement Park to help with the snow-making, once every month. Occasionally, when elementary school students have camping sessions, I get called up to help roast the marshmallows. I have a small side business selling packs of ice. I also work freelance sometimes, helping people who don't know how to light fires, to start their barbecue sessions." A short, thoughtful pause before he continues. "And there was this one time when the stage play actress broke her arm and she couldn't perform as the snow princess, so they forced me to sing and dance to some song called let it snow or let it cold or let it bakugo or something. That one was really horrible." Shoto cringes into his soba, revolted at the memory. "The worst job I've had so far."
"Whoa,” Momo is almost speechless. “That’s too much.”
You’re one to speak, goes some part in the back of Shoto’s brain...not that Shoto thinks it’s a bad thing to eat so much, though. It's just. Sort of really amazing.
In fact, Shoto thinks it may in fact be a good thing, because the way she looks so downright elated when she is eating whatever she is, be it a piece of chicken drumstick or chicken thigh or chicken neck, be it an apple pie, or fudge pie, or chocolate fudge pie, or fries, or strawberry dark chocolate blondie (wait, that last one isn't on the menu, realises Shoto)...
...the way she looks so downright elated when she is eating whatever she is, it is...it is as if the sun is shining so hard that it may well be the last day of the universe and it wouldn't even care, that's what it is. It almost makes Shoto feel as if...feel as if he may well be photosynthesizing, that's how he feels. Whenever he so much as throws so much as a single glance at the girl and her happily-eating self, he feels as if he could go without food for fifteen days and he'd still be able to make it alive, like a plant surviving on beaming rays from the sun.
It is really rejuvenating, to say the least. (Shoto suddenly recalls to mind some kid at one of those marshmallow-roasting sessions, talking about some YouTuber called Yukinoshita or something, doing some sort of live eating show where they ate nothing but 30 packets of marshmallow or something, something called mukbang or something of the sort. Maybe this is a similar sort of thing, Shoto thinks.)
"Would you like one?" Momo beams, handing Shoto a strawberry white chocolate brownie. (Right, it was the white chocolate one that went with the strawberry, not the dark, remembers Shoto.)
"No thanks," Shoto smiles a little in return. "I'm happy just watching you eat."
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shoto-todorok-i · 8 months
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Is momo x shoto real?
No it's not Canon, though it has been said somewhere that apparently the creator of mha likes/supports the ship between the 2 characters.
But even if that is true I don't believe it will ever take place within the storyline, for quite a few reasons.
(read more for a few reasons)
It's been said that the series may be coming to an end (which I do think it is) so putting one of the main protagonists (Shoto) into a relationship at the end would seem pointless since it would feel like a new beginning that would have to be explored.
Even if the storyline were to continue, it would take a long time to see that relationship form (that's if they would even consider making the ship Canon).
As a character Shoto still has (/would have) way more defilement to go through before it would feel right to put him into a relationship instead of just throwing him into one at a time where it doesn't make any sense for the story.
Now about Momo, she as a character would have to find a way to become more of a focus point in the story to get with Shoto. As of what I know, there aren't many times of where she is seen compared to some of the other UA student side characters like Uraraka and Mina. Which is probably why when you look this character up on Pinterest or something, most of the pictures include Todoroki or one of the other characters with her instead of by herself.
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anathemaspeaks · 1 month
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dandelion wishes
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character(s): shoto todoroki synopsis: always the bridesmaid, never the bride - isn't that how the saying goes? my name is momo yaoyorozu, and in my case, it's true. word count: 1.3k warning(s): none a/n: not my best work, but here you go anon :) likes, follows, and reblogs are appreciated <3 this is all from momo's point of view.
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it happened at my birthday party, a day after i turned 16.
kaminari managed to somehow smuggle booze into the house. still teenagers and drunk off the excitement more than the liquor, someone suggested we play 7 minutes in heaven. everyone cheered in agreement - except bakugou, of course. he opted to stay sober and make sure we don't have too much fun.
after a few uneventful rounds, it was finally my turn to spin the bottle. i wished it would land on shoto. this was my chance to tell him how i feel about him. maybe he'd say something back? well, a girl can dream...right?
my heart hammered in my chest as i gripped the bottle, spinning it on the polished wooden floor. every spin felt like an eternity until it finally landed with a decisive click. i traced the path of the neck, breath catching in my throat as i saw it pointed directly at todoroki. this was it. this was my chance.
we awkwardly shuffled towards the closet, the door creaking shut behind us, the dim light casting shadows on the wall. before i could calm my nerves and speak, todoroki blurted
"listen, about the spin…" his voice was uncharacteristically soft, almost hesitant.
"yeah?" i forced a nonchalant reply, inhaling to try and calm my nerves. he ran a hand through his dual-colored hair, a faint blush creeping up his neck.
"actually, there's someone i... well, someone i kind of like." a sheepish grin tugged at the corner of his lips. it felt like the wind got knocked out of my lungs. my eyes darted around the cramped space, landing on a crumpled magazine lying forgotten on the floor.
"oh, cool," i choked out, my voice barely above a whisper, "who is it?"
"y/n" he mumbled, a shy smile on his lips. the name rang in my ears, shattering my painted dreams of a chance with shoto. i forced a smile. maybe y/n wouldn't have walked out of this closet with a shattered heart hidden behind a forced smile.
of course it was her. her smile could light up a whole room, kindness radiating from her like sunshine. she was effortlessly beautiful. she was everything i couldn't be. pretty, funny, and kind - how could i ever compete with that? a pang of jealousy, sharp and unwanted, twisted in my gut.
my gaze flickered to shoto's shy smile, and the way his eyes seemed to light up just at the mere mention of her. a hollow ache settled in my chest, envy so deep it felt like a barbed wire wrapped around my heart.
shoto's turn. when the bottle stopped spinning, it landed on y/n. because of course it did.
they emerged from the closet looking like a tornado had hit them. clothes askew, hair a mess, and faces flushed with a kind of unspoken ecstasy that left little to guess.
the next day, they walked into class hand-in-hand. it was official.
today marks 2 years since that day.
over this period, they became the textbook definition of the perfect couple. they were disgustingly cute. sneaky, affectionate glances in the middle of lectures, whispered jokes that erupted in shared laughter, their hands seemingly glued together.
shoto ever-stoic todoroki, weak for y/n. he'd wrap his arm casually around her waist, brush stray hairs from her face with a lingering touch, and steal kisses during training breaks. it was a side of him no one had ever seen - a shoto who wore his heart on his sleeve. for her.
here i was, stuck watching their picture-perfect love story unfold, a constant reminder of the confession that will forever remain trapped on my tongue.
we were sprawled across mina's living room floor, empty pizza boxes scattered around like confetti, and a half-eaten bag of chips resting precariously on a mountain of rom-comes. the topic, just like a normal beginning to a girls' night, was boys.
"boys are the worst!" mina declared, prompting a chorus of agreement from everyone.
"mine just left his gym socks under the bed again. seriously, how hard is it to use a laundry basket?" uraraka chimed in.
just then, y/n came in from the kitchen with a bag of marshmallows and sat down next to us. well, she wouldn't be participating in the complaining.
"look who finally decided to grace us with her presence," i teased, nudging her playfully.
"so, how are things going with the ice king, anyways?" asked jirou.
she blushed a bit. "oh, the usual. he's amazing, and he's surprisingly..." she trailed off, a sly smile on her face.
"surprisingly...?" mina prompted.
"let's just say his quirk isn't the only thing that's hot and cold."
the room erupted in laughter and whoops for her. i forced a smile, feeling an all too familiar pang in my stomach.
the conversation continued, everyone chiming in with their recent stories about boys. including y/n. every detail felt like a knife to my heart. 'that should've been me' i thought. i pushed it away. i wouldn't let my jealousy get the best of me.
they all seemed so happy, while i was stuck on the sidelines, yearning to feel their joy. we all fell asleep in that room while watching movies and gossiping, a smile on everyone's faces. i still couldn't help but feel a little bitter.
now we all have finally graduated. we decided to still meet up every saturday for dinner, and this week, it was at todoroki's. the familiar buzz of anticipation and excitement filled the house as we all talked about our first week after graduating.
then, shoto and y/n walked in hand-in-hand.
"hi everyone!" greeted y/n, smile so bright she was contagious.
"sit wherever you're comfortable, dinner will be ready soon" announced shoto.
"but before that, there's something we have to tell you." she was practically shaking in eagerness.
todoroki cleared his throat, a faint blush creeping up his neck. "we, uh, well…" he fumbled for words, a rare sight for the usually composed half-and-half king. she squeezed his hand reassuringly.
"we got married!" she blurted out, a wide grin splitting her face.
the air crackled with shock. wide eyes, dropped jaws, and a silence followed the announcement.
"wait, married?!" kaminari finally found his voice, his eyes wide with surprise. "but you guys are only eighteen!"
todoroki chuckled, a sound rarely heard before y/n. "we know," he admitted, a hint of shyness lingering in his voice. "but we knew what we wanted, and well, here we are!"
and then, as if a dam had broken, the group erupted. mina squealed, launching herself at y/n in a bone-crushing hug. kirishima gave todoroki a hearty back slap, nearly knocking him over. uraraka, tears welling in her eyes, showered them both with congratulations.
"dumb brats, you're gonna regret this!" yelled bakugou. but i saw him turn away and wipe away a falling tear. both y/n and shoto engulfed him in a hug. he threatened to burn their arms off if they did it again.
congratulations continued, hugs going all around. the surprise announcement had cast a whole new light on their evening. it was a celebration not just of friendship and graduation, but of a love story that had blossomed within the very walls of U.A.
married. at eighteen. the words echoed in the hollow space where my confession had died. cheers rained down on them, a cruel confetti shower on my silent tears. my wish for him was as futile as willing a dandelion's wispy white petals not to fly away with the wind.
they were a love story written in stolen glances and secret touches, a masterpiece i could only watch unfold from the sidelines - a happy ever after that couldn't be mine.
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to the anon who requested this, i know you wanted it to be more angsty so i tried to make it as vengeful as i could, i hope you like it! <3 (i accidentally deleted the ask I'M SO SORRY)
please send in requests everyone 🫶
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jasontoddssuper · 10 months
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When a female character is in love with a male character who's a huge weirdo and thinks he's super cool and charming,that's code for her being autistic btw
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nanaosaki3940 · 17 days
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Watched MHA S7 Ep02 just now and I can't stop crying over Star's death. As a manga reader, her death didn't make me sad that much when I read the manga but after watching the anime I couldn't stop bawling my eyes out... 😭😭😭💔💔💔
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Touya is back, baby!! And we're seeing him again in the next episode!!
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And also with season 7 airing now, I wanna promote my ongoing MHA Touya X OC X Shoto fanfic "The Crimson Butterfly" from Quotev and Wattpad -
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deartouya · 2 years
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THEM AS PARENTS — BNHA.
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ღ. pairings: bakugou, deku, shouto, kiri, mina, momo, denki, hawks, dabi
ღ. warnings: afab!reader (implication of biological children with no 'mom or dad' title, but also... mina n momo are included so idk), mentions of food/eating.
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— BAKUGOU:
katsuki is the best, obviously. no but he makes sure he spends as much time at home as possible and packs their lunch every single day. also he does that thing when they're play-fighting he gives up really easily and boasts about them and their for the next hour. he keeps any and everything the give him, from the handmade mugs they make for father's day to every single drawing they make in school. he has a whole wall in his office that's covered in sloppy stick figures. the sweetest and well-mannered kid in the world, too. every time someone meets them their just so taken aback.
— MIDORIYA:
izuku is such a protective and proud parent. literally anything and everything your child does is an accomplishment. gets so fond whenever he notices a combination of each of you in them, whether in appearance or in tastes and behaviors, it just matters so much to him. he gets so giddy whenever they get excited about seeing him in a fight on tv. izuku spoils them so much, they become one of those kids who gets carried around until they're ten. but it doesn't matter because they're the easiest kid in the world, an angel from day one. he makes sure he's home for dinner ever night and when they start school he's always the one who drops them off.
— TODOROKI:
shouto is the most adoring parent ever, literally you and your kid mean the world to him. he's incredibly pliant with them, letting them put little braids in his hair or practice face painting with a content little smile. he gets so warm whenever your kid says they're proud of him after seeing a fight on tv, holds them while they ramble about 'how cool!' he is with a small smile. your kid becomes one of those whose so closed off and a little mean to everyone whose not you two, clings onto your legs and leans away from people with incredibly curt greetings for a three year old.
— KIRISHIMA:
eijirou always wanted kids and has always been amazing with them, handles everything so easily and smiley. he helps raise the most affectionate kid ever, always scooping you up into hugs when he gets home or helping build pillow forts just so you can all cuddle up together and watch movies. goes out of his way to ask them about their interests and learn about them, picking up a book on dinosaurs because they mentioned them once or spending a whole night watching nature documentaries because they got really into sting rays.
— MINA:
she's so earnest and excited. she's always been someone whose naturally good with children and them being your kids just makes it all the better. she treats your kid a little bit like a doll, just thinks they look so cute in everything and spends too much money buying tiny shirts and shoes, but she's also so good with any and all emotions, an easy confidant. carves so much time out of her schedule for her family, insists on little family date nights which range from movie nights in a pillow fort or dinner at a cute little cafe she found while patrolling.
— MOMO:
yaoyorozu is such a competent parent, honestly the best. she's, while a little unsure of herself at times, is so caring. plans out cute little family weekends and matching- non-tacky- outfits. lets them test out a bunch of complicated braids and hairstyles on her and wears them for the rest of the day, praising them whenever you compliment it.
— KAMINARI:
denki is excited and trying his absolute best. he's not naturally good with kids, most of the time just following whatever you do, but he's also the best at keeping them happy and his always the first to swoop them up if they start crying. he spends so much time cramped in little chairs at tea parties and helps them make an incredibly intricate invitation to the next one for you.
— HAWKS:
keigo is so good with kids and is very excited about the idea of your kids. he's the biggest skin-ship enthusiast, spends most of his time with his cheek pressed against theirs. spends most of his patrols badgering you for pictures or updates on what you're both doing throughout the day and whenever he's stuck doing paperwork insists on sitting on a video call with you. literally keeps every single gift every given to him, which is usually poorly made bead bracelets or shiny little rocks, and has a whole drawer full of them which looks strikingly similar to the drawer you have full of his gifts to you. makes it his personal mission to have the happiest kid in the world, which he succeeds in, and makes sure they're always smiling.
— DABI:
touya is naturally good with children, even if he actively tries not to be. so of course when it comes to your kids, he adores them. he's incredibly willing to do whatever they want him to do: crouches down for tea parties or lets them pin his bangs back with little coloured clips or paint his nails bright colours. he also feeds into their whims so often, lets them sleep in the bed with you nearly every night. he makes sure to keep up with their interests too, spending a whole day gluing glow in the dark stars to their ceiling or helping you paint a ocean mural on their wall. he loves them so much and does his best to foster an open and loving relationship between you all.
tagging : @izukus-gf ; @dukina ; @hirugummies ; @uwuthatshit ; @mxgenderbender ; @akaakeijii ; @violetdahlias ; @jogeto ; @myaaki ;
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sweetdropsart · 5 months
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punkeropercyjackson · 2 months
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My favorite m/f duo trope is 'Miss Transgender and the absolute freak of a man who're deeply obsessed with eachother and it's somehow healthy'.Dosen't matter if it's platonic or romantic,i eat that shit up like my Tía's homecooked gourmet meals
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backseatbnha · 2 months
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Imagine..
a Beauty and the Beast setting. You're a writer, and you enjoy publishing books in your local rundown library, owned by your friend Shinsou.
The town's man hunk, Bakugou, loves tormenting Shinsou. Everyone admires him for his strength, his intelligence, his beauty. He slays beasts that threaten the peace of your town. He's everything BUT nice. Truth be told, he likes you - he would never admit it, and instead resorts to picking on Shinsou.
One day, you notice that Shinsou's been gone for days now, and find out from rumors around the town that he's ventured out into the old, abandoned castle not too far away from town.
You set out to go look for him, and end up in trouble yourself. You're caught by Tokoyami Fumikage, the beast everyone had told you stories about when you were a kid.
You beg him to let Shinsou go, in return you would stay here forever. After much contemplation, Tokoyami agrees, and lets Shinsou go.
Over the next few weeks, you learn more about the bird-headed man. He's quite cold, but he's definitely got a soft side to him. Over time your bond grew. He takes care of you, and you take care of him.
You learn more about him through his friends - a bunch of talking furniture. A candelabra, whose name is Midoriya. A porcelain teacup, Eri. A tea pot, Ochaco. A vintage clock, Iida.
And more. Momo the fancy wardrobe. Todoroki the refrigerator.. the list goes on.
You learned from them that Tokoyami, and all of them, were bound to a curse. They were to never leave this castle until Tokoyami found true love. And they believe that you're the one.
So they all set you two up for a night of ballroom magic. You were prettied up nicely by Momo the wardrobe. She did the same for Tokoyami afterwards.
Then you both danced the night away, and for the first time in ten years, Tokoyami felt home in this castle he calls a prison.
One day, you see orange lights outside the kingdom. It wasn't the sunrise, it was a horde of townsfolk, raising torches. They've come to rescue you. You see Bakugou in charge at the front. His trusty sidekick, Kirishima, at his side to cheer him on.
Shinsou must have called them.. You hear them scream your name. They're looking for you. And they want Tokoyami's head on a pike.
Tokoyami faces Bakugou in a battle of swords, but alas, Bakugou always gets what he wants, even if it isn't fair, and shoots him right in the heart with his crossbow.
You scream in terror as you watch Tokoyami crumple up, arms over his chest. He glances at you one last time, before he falls to the ground.
While the town celebrated their victory, you scrambled over to Tokoyami's side. You needed to take him to a healer, but with all of this blood gushing out.. you think it's too late.
You sob, a loud scream rips from your throat as Tokoyami lays quiet in your arms. You hold him close, wishing you told him how you felt before all of this happened. You cry and cry for hours on end, praying for a miracle.
And like all fairytales do, something miraculous happened. The castle around you transformed.
Dirty vines turned into pretty flowers. Cracked floors turned into shiny marble floors. The broken walls repaired themselves. The whole castle transformed to look new, and elegant as it should have always been.
You see your furniture friends transform back into their human selves. They all embrace each other happily, in tears.
Your eyes land back on Tokoyami, and his red eyes are staring right back.
He smiles, and you engulf him in the tightest embrace. You cry tears of joy, and he hugs you back with just as much feeling.
You all celebrate for breaking the curse. Everyone's dancing, having a wonderful time. The happiest everyone's been in ten years.
Tokoyami, and all his friends, are eternally grateful, and promise to make you the happiest, just like you did for them.
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AKA me wishing someone will write a Beauty and the Beast AU of BNHA,,, a Tokoyami x Reader especially
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vizzy740 · 10 months
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Late Night TodoMomo
Momo didn’t usually go out to the commons rooms at night. After curfew, everyone was supposed to go to bed, and loitering around in the common rooms was an easy way to get in trouble.
That’s why Momo didn’t usually participate in such behavior, but once in a while, she wouldn’t have a good night’s rest, like when she was feeling bad about how she’d done on some hero training exercise or some other event, or like this night, where there was an exam in the following morning.
She’d found that the best way to calm herself down was walking down to the kitchen in the commons, brewing herself a cup of tea, and eating a small pastry left by Sato during his weekly baking sessions. She usually  reviewed the chemical compounds for different types of wood and paints during this time. She’d memorized them all when she’d first learned to read and write, in her quest to make her first real object with her quirk, a matryoshka doll.
Thankfully, the rest of the class hadn’t raided the fridge yet, and Sato’s pastries, –baked just last night, most likely as Sato’s own anti-stress ritual– were untouched.
She was savoring a small pastry. She thinks Sato called it a mini boston cream pie, and it did fit the description, but she couldn’t know for sure until she asked him tomorrow.
It was delicious, like all of Sato’s creations, not too rich and with just the right amount of sweetness and moisture.
 She was reading a chemical compound book (though really she already knew what was inside) and waiting for her tea kettle to whistle when she heard the elevator doors open.
Then out stepped Todoroki.
It was strange seeing him late at night. Even though they lived together in the dorms. She'd never seen him look so disheveled, though she supposed she wasn’t very close to him.
She’d never seen him in his nightclothes, but they weren’t anything interesting, just a plain loose pair of pants and a white button up shirt.
They were ruffled and wrinkled and clearly hadn’t been ironed in some time, though Momo supposed that such a thing didn’t matter, and Todoroki probably didn’t care if the pants of his sleeping wear looked crisp and straight or not.
His hair was also mussed, and the red and the white mixed together at his part, with flyaways all around.
He stumbled over to the kitchen counter to stand next to Momo, though he seemed ready to topple over at any second. He blinked, and seemed to gain a bit of clarity from his groggy state, “What’s that smell?” He asked.
“S-Sato’s desserts, he made them yesterday, mini boston cream pies I believe he said? I can get one if you would like,” Momo told him, feeling her face flush slightly as she rambled, “And I-I’m boiling some water for tea, would you like some? It has a mild sedative, since it’s for helping people to fall asleep, but I have other options I can take out too–”
“Yes, I would like that.” He interrupted.
“The cream pie or the tea?” Momo asked, smiling slightly.
“Both.” Todoroki stated bluntly. “And I want the sedative type of tea.”
“Did I disturb you?” Momo asked as she took out a cup, and another bag of the same tea.
“No. I didn’t even know you were down here.” Todoroki answered.
The kettle whistled, and Momo hurried to take it off the stove and turn the dial off. She poured the water into the cups, and handed one to Todoroki.
She was surprised for a second as he put his hand fully around the cup, before remembering his quirk. Then she hurried off to grab a second miniature pie from the fridge and handed it to Todoroki as well.
After she put it in his unoccupied hang, he watched it with his usual monotone stare before taking a bite of it, then the ends of his mouth raised slightly. Only those who really knew Todoroki well could tell it was actually a smile and not just some odd, different version of his usual emotionless expression.
She smiled, “I’m happy you like it.”
He turned to meet her eyes, and with his cheek similar to that  of a chipmunk, his cheeks slightly puffed out, Momo couldn’t help but give out a little giggle.
Todoroki was cute like that, when he did those little, easy things in life, when the untouchable feeling he gave off melted away, showing the boy underneath.
A boy that Momo liked.
She smiled at him as she let the thought swirl in her mind. By the time she returned back to reality, taking in the changes to her surroundings, she felt herself flush again.
Todoroki was less than a foot away from her, still staring into her eyes.
“T-Todoroki.” she stammered, too dazed to say anything but his name.
She glanced around, and saw her cup upon the counter beside her. She picked it up and glanced into it, upon seeing that the water was sufficiently colored by the tea bag, she decided that it had steeped for long enough, and removed it from the water, dropping it into the nearby kitchen garbage can without moving from their close position.
“I think the tea’s steeped long enough. Do you want me to put yours in the tea bag?”
Todoroki shook his head.
“The taste might get worse if you don’t.”
“I don’t care.” He replied, “I want the sedative to be at its most potent.”
“Okay…?” Momo answered hesitantly. She took a sip of her tea. It was nice, as it usually was.
Todoroki continued to look at her. Momo wasn’t really used to this. She’d seen Todoroki look at her every once in a while, he stared at everyone really, if he took an interest in something, his eyes would just stay on it, either not knowing or not caring about being strange.
Usually it was fine, and it didn’t make Momo uncomfortable most of the time, it was more of a question of why.
Because the why changed everything.
Her face was hot. Todoroki had walked back up to her, and they were close again.
Then Todoroki touched her face, and–
It was cold.
She blinked, a bit surprised at how cold it felt.
“Is that good?”
“I– uh, yeah.” She answered, because it was nice, the cool feeling, it was a bit surprising, but overall it was soothing, it felt good on her left cheek. “I… thought you were going to do something else.”
“What else would I do?” Todoroki asked, his voice even as usual, even as he leaned close to her, their noses barely an inch away from each other. He kept his hand on his face.
“Kiss me.” 
“Do you want me to?” Todoroki asked. For Todoroki, the monotone of his voice sounded completely genuine.
“D-do you want to?” Momo asked, her voice trembling.
“I think so.”
“Then… do it.” Momo breathed out.
And he did.
(Catcity)
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stinmybubs · 18 days
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Short tales of “Jewelry Box.”
How the reader meets her husbands and wives in order!!
AN: i am not sure if I will continue the series anymore! So here are some short tales!
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T. Shouto the Prince of the Hellfire kingdom
The young prince, told he was to marry the princess of the imperial family.
The young prince wished to protest, but knew he couldn’t sue to his fathers cruel ways.
The young prince thought nothing of her, just as a simple price for his families power.
Until the night of the engagement ball. The princess herself hosting it, not even a day before she had become crown princess.
The prince was surprised by the now crown princesses beauty, she walked with her head high and always stood tall.
A familiar sense of loneliness in the girls eyes drew the prince to her.
He was surprised, she spoke with grace and sympathy. Catching his heart within seconds.
His father demanded the prince try harder to marry the young girl, now that is they were to marry he would be emperor.
He wished to marry her for love not for power.
The girl did not refuse him, allowing the boy to marry her. He felt happy, at peace.
But something told him she did not feel the same.
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Y. Momo, Daughter of the Grand Duchy.
The young maiden, disheartened by her young engagement. She was only 16. She wished not to marry and old man.
A position in the imperial family was offered, to be the lady in waiting of the young princess. She took the offer with great humility.
Grateful for a way out, she stood by the princesses side throughout the years.
Her heart skipped, her heart jumped, it soared everytime the princess spoke to the maiden.
How in love she was. Proud to stand by the princesses side, unconditionally and always.
Oh how heartbreaking it was watching the girl she loved spiral into a women she feared.
“She is not my Y/n.”
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M. Izuku “The Hero.”
The young traveler, leaving his home. Told of tales and battles he must fight.
Traveling through the great Empire, he stumbles into trouble which he gets captured and taken to the Empress.
Pleading and begging the beautiful Empress, he had a quest he must take. A journey to save the world.
This intrigued the Empress, she helped supplied the man, telling him she wishes to travel with him.
The hero was shocked at this request and didn’t refuse her company.
The journeys the two went on was glorious, he felt as if he was showing her the world.
How he longed to live in a small home with her, longed for her touch.
But something felt wrong, with every word she spoke to others.
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AN: That’s the first three! Hope you all enjoyed. The 2nd part is almost done for this series and the third part should be where we meet Izuku but idk if this series will be up anymore. I feel like the first parts were too scattered. Maybe continue it on Wattpad? Not sure
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class1akids · 2 years
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New MHA x Movic collab
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tdmmweek · 8 months
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TDMMWEEK2023 Day 1: Secret Dating | Wedding
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Same ship,different font /pos
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hazel543 · 1 year
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Just felt like posting them
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kuramassss · 14 days
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Hi! So, for those who asked for a fic of Mha, relax im gonna write, i just...got a little problem, since this is the first time i use the Ask from here, my dumb self didint know that when you awnser a ask they just dissapear from the message box, so if you want me to write a fic, i gently ask to you comment your request in that post, im so sorry to be this dumb ;- (BUT IM GONNA WRITE I SWEAR
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