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satorkiees · 1 year

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12 weeks

synopsis : y/n and shoto are academic rivals. what will entail on their journey through ua?

cw : academic rivals to lovers, angsty in parts, fluff, kinda cliche lol. likely grammar errors. 6.8k words.

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“damn it!” you exclaimed, running your hands through your hair in frustration. your rival, shoto todoroki, who was fiddling with his pen, paid no mind to the test results.

he had become your rival accidentally though you were 90% sure it was a one sided affair. during your entry exam into U.A, you had helped him out of a tough spot with a robot and all you got in return was a begrudged thanks and a reminisce of gratitude. when the entry results came out, you were peeved. the guy (who you found out was shoto todoroki through your mother) scored higher than you even though he had DEFINITELY made an error. you swore to yourself from then on, that if this guy was in your class, it was fate for you to beat this guy.

now, it’s been months since you entered u.a and all of your test scores (specifically maths) had been good, outstanding even, but were never good enough to beat todoroki.

“don’t you think it’s getting a bit weird?” mina asked whilst tears were dramatically falling from your eyes.

“huh?” you replied.

“i mean as far as i know, you guys barely even talk so where did this huge grudge even come from?” she sighed, grabbing a crumpled tissue from her pocket. you took it gratefully and blew your nose.

however, shoto was painfully aware of your existence. when he had entered u.a, he never intended to dominate his class academically, his main focus was on honing his ice ability.

though, during his time at u.a, he had become more invested in his academics. your sheer drive and tenacity to strive to be the best was admirable. his prior conversations with you had always been brief and mainly consisted of you swearing that he’d ‘reap the day he underestimated you’ - whatever that meant. but he figured he liked you, your determination, your extroversion, your smile…anyways, he decided that it was time to actually get to know you.

the bell rang whilst students filed out of the classroom bustling to the cafeteria for lunch. quickly, you shoved the rest of the contents of your desk into your bag as all of your friends had betrayed you to get an early lunch - leaving you behind. shoto watched you curiously, moving his hand to rest his face when he accidentally knocked his water bottle off the table causing an abrupt noise.

you shrieked to put it politely. turning around to face shoto todoroki - your sworn enemy. narrowing your eyes at him, you helped him pick up his water bottle and went to back to putting your remaining belongings in your bag.

“thank you,” he stood up, placing himself in your field of sight, “ i appreciate it.” and he walked off.

you were stunned. shocked even. you didn’t know this guy even knew how to smile let alone have manners. a weird feeling erupted in your stomach, a feeling you chose to ignore.

from then on, you and todoroki were on friendly terms, he went out of his way to smile or wave at you, to greet you ‘good morning’ without fail. you were slightly off put from the change but ultimately decided it was a good one.

the gods were against you.

you had been paired with your sworn rival for the next 3 months. and with this feeling growing bigger every day, with his heterochromatic eyes and his nice smile… you had no idea what to do. it was your last period of the day, both you and todoroki were tasked to stay behind and clear up the extra equipment. the silence was deafening and you had absolutely no intention of breaking it.

“do you hate me?” shoto says abruptly, breaking the silence

“what?” you turn around to face him properly for the first time this period.

“though we aren’t close, i feel as though ever since we’ve been at u.a, you’ve disliked me. and.. and i’m not sure if i’ve done anything to offend you but if i have, i’m sorry.”

your eyes widened at his apology. “oh.”

his eyes were honest, sincere enough that all you could do was turn away. as you walked on, it was as though he was seeing right through you. honestly, you didn’t even think todoroki even knew who you were and it wasn't as if you hated him. far from it, if anything, he made you feel insecure in your own sense of self but you had never hated him.

“i don’t hate you, or anything like that. i- i’m sorry that i gave that impression.” your voice coming out less strongly than you had liked. “if anything, i think i envied you a bit,“ your ears burning up at your confession.

“you’re really smart and i just can’t seem to beat you.” with the rest of the equipment in your hands, you turned to face him again. his eyes were soft and his features slightly lifted. “so, i.. uh.. i consider you my rival, todoroki.” by the time you had finished, your whole face was flushed. the feeling was everywhere, it was a warm one, afraid todoroki would notice the sudden change in temperature. you turned on your heel leaving your rival with a faint smile imprinted on his lips.

two weeks had passed since then, and you would now consider todoroki a friend of sorts. the study sessions he held in the common room were helpful. you hung onto his every word, how his voice fluctuated slightly when trying to explain a difficult concept, or how he had pinned his hair back to stop his hair falling into his eyes. and the weird feeling had only grown bigger, enough to begin to consume you - you ignored it. it was normal to think about your rival like this, you reasoned. deciding you only started noticing these things so you could beat him in the future. that was all there was to it.

two weeks had passed since todoroki had asked if you hated him. and midoriya had helped him out by inviting you to the study sessions he held sometimes though he was certain you were more capable of teaching the content than he was. he noticed how your brows knitted together whilst trying to figure out a question or how your eyes lit up when you had finally figured it out. he was enthralled by you. and he had no idea why. when he had tried to ask his friends for help (namely midoriya), he was met with a pat on the back and a pitiful ‘good luck’.

four weeks had passed since you had picked up his water bottle. thoughts of him had begun to consume your whole being. his hair, his eyelashes, his honest eyes, his smell, his everything. his presence became overwhelming. as you were getting ready to take your last exam for the term, you could feel his gaze burning into the back of your head.

truthfully, for the past week or so, you had been ignoring him like the plague. you stopped coming to the study sessions, you stopped replying as quickly to his texts, you stopped looking at him completely. you had to do well on this exam. you were certain you could beat him this time and for yourself, you HAD to do well because if you didn’t have your academics what else did you have? the clock began, the sound of pencils scrawling across the paper, the heavy breathing of your peers, all of it was familiar to you, it was what you were good at. the clock ended, pencils down and the tense atmosphere melted away.

“the test was sooooooo harddddddd” mina whined, stretching. you laughed with your friend though your heart wasn’t really in it. mina’s eyes lit up “ we should go shopping to celebrate !!”

though you weren’t usually one to pass up on an offer like that, you hadn’t felt this drained for a long time. so you politely declined her offer and encouraged her to go ask ochaco or tsu instead, leaving you behind again. his eyes were still burning in the back of your head, you began to pack up your stuff quicker to avoid having a conversation with him.

“are you alright, l/n?” shoto asked, concern laced in his words, leaving his seat, to help you pack up.

“yeah? why wouldn’t i be okay?” you said dismissively. taking away the notebook he had picked up for you from his hands.

“you’ve seemed off these past couple of days.” he said sincerely, trying to meet your averting gaze.

“todoroki.” you said, looking directly into his eyes “ i’m fine so just let it be. i’m fine. if i needed your help. i would’ve asked for it.” you spat your words out, shoving the rest of your stationery in your bag and swiftly exiting the room. leaving todoroki confused as ever.

your conscience wouldn’t let you sleep that night, guilt devoured your whole being. he was just asking if you were okay and you blew up in his face? why would you do that? why would you say that? what if he never speaks to you again? what about he hates you now? your spiralling seemed to be never-ending until a notification interrupted your sniffling. the light made you squint, struggling to see who the notification was from.

todoroki : Hey, I know you said you were fine but I am worried about you. If you want

me to go away, block me but-

if you were sniffling before, you were heaving now. spiralling came to you naturally, and your heart had become so bruised that you ended up pushing away those who care about you. his message preview was enough for you to start crafting an apology. though tears still stained your face, the warm feeling had begun to push out the horrid feeling. you made a small bouquet of paper tulips and wrote a handwritten apology note. it was 11ish at night when you had finished, and you weren’t sure if shoto was even in his dorm but you knocked regardless. as soon as you knocked, your heart begun to pound inside of your chest and you began to spiral again. what about he wasn’t in? what if he WAS in? what about this was too much? what about-

the door opened, todoroki was greeted by you, holding a mini bouquet of paper tulips in one hand and a letter in the other. his heart must’ve skipped a few beats. your eyes were a bit red, he assumed from crying and your hair was a bit messy but he couldn’t help notice how beautiful you were.

“uh. hi.” you said awkwardly, causing todoroki to come back to reality. “i made this as an apology for earlier- i was. i was out of order for what i said and i’m sorry so yeah. now that i’m here i feel like it was a bit much-” mentally you were kicking yourself, since when did you ramble like this? however, your rambling was cut off by the todoroki pulling you in for a hug. that’s when it hit you. you were crushing on shoto todoroki. his arms clung onto your waist and yours around his neck, your bodies pressed up against each other. your bodies melting into one another with both of your temperatures rising by the second. as your head was pressed up against his chest, his heart sung loudly and irregularly, a similar tune to your own. though, you didn’t want to let go but pulled away so you could give him what you had made. tears were brimming your eyes already and before you burst out into tears you whispered a thank you. leaving todoroki behind again his request for you on the tip of his tongue.

5 weeks later and you’re back to your usual self. the only evidence of the night happening was your handmade flowers in a makeshift vase on shoto’s bedside table. on your desk, aizawa had placed your test scores from last week on your desk. as you picked up your test and held it close to your chest, shielding it from any peering eyes (denki.), you turned around to face todoroki with a look of determination etched into your features. luckily, todoroki hadn’t touched his test yet, or even looked at it, it seemed.

“ hello y/n.” he greeted.

“ i need to know what you got on your test scores.”

“ah, i see.” he copied your previous motion, becoming used to the ritual you guys had formed after test season, sliding the test scores towards him and holding the sheets close to him. carefully, he peered at the first one, “ i got 94 for english.” truthfully, your fingers had been crossed for any extra bit of any luck you could snag before seeing your results despite the tests already being marked. after a deep breath in and a quick prayer to the divine gods who had paired you with todoroki in hero training, you looked at your english paper.

“94. as well,” a tiny sigh of relief that it wasn’t worse than todoroki’s, you trudged on. “ for general sciences, i got 98-96-84…” chemistry had always been your worst science and you were surprised you had even gotten that high to begin with.

“ well done. i got,” todoroki peered at his paper again, hair falling into his eyes once more. an unexpected laugh escaped his lips, one quickly masked with a slight cough “ i got 99-79-90.” even todoroki had a weakness too, physics. ultimately, your total scores still added up to be the same so this was your tiebreaker - maths. beads of sweat began to formulate on your head, muscles tense, breathing heavy.

you peered down at your results…

“okay… i got 100? I GOT 100?? I GOT 100!” you squealed, erupting with excitement. maths wasn’t your weakest however, it’s the only subject you hadn’t 1) gotten a 100 in and 2) beaten todoroki in.

“congrats,” his eyes softened, a familiar warm feeling returned to him, one that he couldn't quite place. your smile was contagious, enough to bring a noticeable smile on his own face too. once he had peeked at his results, a clear, thick cloud of darkness appeared on his face. in contrast, he had barely even passed this exam, let alone done well enough to face you as a rival. gradually, during your reveal, you had moved closer to todoroki, enough to tap him on the shoulder and bring him back to reality.

“ soooo, what’d you get?” you asked inquisitively. shoto ignored the heat rushing to his face from the sudden contact from you.

“ 54.” shoto replied, much blunter than he had expected, “i barely passed that exam.” doing your best to hide the smug expression on your face, you asked him how he got that in the first place. as he skimmed through his paper, all you could do was look at his face. it was a new expression, frustration evident in his face with his hands running through his hair. even while he was frustrated, he was utterly beautiful. another chuckle erupted from his mouth, one that he covered up quickly with a cough. “i completely learnt this concept wrong so it messed up the foundation for all of these,” he said, showing you the paper. skimming through it, you were able to pick up on the errors he made, mostly silly mistakes and a misunderstanding of the content. still, you were so surprised you had beaten THE shoto todoroki.

“i guess you win this time,” he said, shuffling the papers to hand back to mr aizawa, who was now making his way around the room. “ but don’t get too complacent just because you beat me.” your competitive spirit, though never gone, was ignited once again.

5 weeks and 4 days and you’re inside todoroki’s room for the first time. he insisted you help him learn the maths he couldn’t get whilst you were strongly advising momo to be a much better help. determined, he convinced you to help him and here you were in front of his dorm once again.

shoto welcomed you in with a smile and showed you to your seat. the walls were mainly bare (other than one all might poster which you guessed was a gift from midoriya) and a sage green, that being the only pop of colour in the whole room. it was a tight space just like the rest of your dorms but he utilised the space well, with no unnecessary clutter. his blinds were open letting in the golden light from the sun’s peak which kissed his living space leaving a warm feel to the whole room. everything was tidy, notebooks, novels all stacked neatly upon one another. you weren’t incredibly surprised by the state of his room however your eyes widened slightly at the sight of your dishevelled flowers from a couple of weeks ago. they were slightly more crumpled than when you had first gifted them to him, however they still had their shape and were arranged nicely in a vase on his bedside table alongside a photo with who you assumed were his two siblings.

“you kept these?” you asked softly. he hummed in response whilst trying to set up the last of what you’d need for your upcoming study session.

“is it a problem?” he countered, picking up the final of the textbooks and placing them onto the desk. you shook your head in response, positioning yourself to the left side of todoroki.

“not at all. i was just surprised you kept them, that's all.”

“why wouldn’t i?”

“i mean,” you hesitated. “i kinda thought it was a bit much.” you laughed awkwardly, todoroki’s intense gaze encouraging you to keep going. you continued as you looked away, searching for the page number. “communication has never really been my thing so. i get a bit weird sometimes, especially during exams.” far past the page you needed, you kept flicking through it, “i know you never actually consented to being my rival or anything so i get it if you think i’m a bit weird for it. and that if you’d rather not be my friend or be part of the rival thing. it is a bit childish.” having reached the end of the textbook and the end of your willingness to open up anymore, the both of you sat in silence.

his brow furrowed and not sure what to do, he sat with you. flicking through the textbook you were fidgeting with before. he pressed his leg up against you and gave you an affirmative nod. “i’m not sure what to say but i do enjoy being your rival. you motivate me, l/n.” a melodic tune erupted in your chest, a sound that was becoming commonplace when near your said rival.

“alright! let’s get started!”

6 weeks and 2 days since you had picked up his water bottle and the u.a hero course was on their way to a field trip out in the country. the skies had cleared up, sun rays beaming and the semester over, high morale filled your class. there, you would train with the wild wild pussy cats and learn different techniques to hone your abilities. their focus on mountain rescue was sure to be helpful in increasing your quirk’s capabilities as well as your general knowledge of different terrains. you were excited to say the least, todoroki (who was your assigned partner for this trip also) had been hearing all about it from you and your friend ochaco. the bus ride was smooth sailing for the most part. as you gawked out the window admiring the blurs of emerald, royal blue and yellows, occasionally pointing out a pretty flower to your seat partner, todoroki. 2 hours passed in the blink of an eye and before you knew it, your class was filing out of the bus to be greeted by the beloved pro heroes.

something was amiss. with no camp insight, your peers quickly tried to run back onto the bus but were quickly met with the rumbling of the earth beneath them which catapulted them (and you) off of the cliff and down into the forest beneath you.

“if you’re lucky and get there by 12.30, you’ll get lunch!” yelled the blonde pro-hero gleefully as you and your classmates fell to your doom.

panic erupted between you and your friends, you clamoured together as you were met with earth-composed beasts. suddenly, everything clicked. your class fell into formation and you ploughed your way through the forest in record time.

record time being 5.20PM meaning everyone had missed lunch by a long shot. sweat drowsed your uniform that covered your aching muscles as heavy breathing filled the air. shoto helped you carry your suitcase to your shared room with mina, ochaco and the rest of the girls. the room was small but cozy, enough bunk beds for everyone and enough space to fit everyone’s stuff. you and shoto made your way to the dining room where everyone was already devouring their hard-earned food. the both of you slipped into easy conversation about hero-work and the future whilst enjoying the amazing food the heroes had prepared for your class. dinner came and went and after a long, warm shower, you felt rejuvenated and ready to tackle anything.

the next day was an early one. the alarm went off at 5.00am and it was a race against the clock to be out and done by 5.30am.

“has anyone seen my charger??” jirou called out, tsu trying her best to untangle the cords whilst she was straightening her hair.

“ i haven’t,” mina replied, applying her mascara on “does anyone have a spare p.e kit i could borrow?”

“i’m so exhausted,” momo said, trying to muffle the sounds and delve back into her peaceful dreamland.

last night was amazing. after the hot springs, you and the rest of the girls decided to stay up a little later, catching up with each other and discussing other summer plans. “soo, how about you and todoroki?” mina said, raising her eyebrows playfully. a chorus of ‘ooooo’s erupted from the rest of your girlfriends whilst you did your best to wave them off.

“there’s nothing going on between us.” you said, gaining a few ‘aww’s this time from the audience. “i like him but as far as i can tell, it’s one sided.”

“well, you must be blind.” mina shrugged, pulling the covers over her head. “ i think it’s best we get some sleep.” she said, cutting you off before giving you time to process what she had meant with her comment..

after last night and a chaotic morning, you were once again drained and unprepared to face the morning of what you knew would be extensive quirk training. however, you powered through it till the end. after a quick shower and getting ready for dinner, you bumped into a familiar dual hair coloured boy.

“todoroki!” you called out, signalling for him to come next to you, having barely seen him all day due to your focus on quirk training. still as pretty as ever you thought to yourself as todoroki talked a bit about his new quirk regime. he was more animated since you had first began talking to him and now that you were off school - you didn’t see him as much as your rival but a good friend. shoto cleared you in all aspects when it came to ability so you found it helpful when talking to him about his quirk and how it could be applied to your own. you loved how he articulated his words and how he made complicated concepts seem simple. you loved the way he began to use his hands when passionate about certain things and how deeply thoughtful he was.

the pro heroes had left you and your peers to your own devices when cooking your own dinner today - katsu curry and it was a sight to behold. you were in charge of preparing the vegetables. however, your kryptonite was anything to do with the kitchen - you were absolutely awful. carefully, you inserted the knife slowly into the carrots whilst your kitchen partner, bakugo skillfully cut the vegetables in record time.

“woah bakugo, you’re so good with that knife, it’s weirdddd.” uraraka said in passing hoisting campfire wood in her arms.

“WHAT’D YOU SAY TO ME?” bakugo shouted whilst still cutting the rest of the vegetables to precision.

irked by bakugo’s excellence, you tried your best to mimic the speed of your cutting counterpart. and for the most part it was going well until you heard your name being called out by your crush. your focus had been lost, causing you to slice your finger causing it to ooze out blood, quickly you pulled your hand from the knife and began to shake as a feeble attempt to soothe the pain. you cried out in pain as you began to try and find the nearest first aid kit, shoto felt a pang of guilt through his chest as rushed over to help you.

truthfully, it wasn’t that big of a deal. you were a hero in training and this was definitely on the lower end of pain you had experienced under u.a’s care. it still hurt like crazy though. shoto was careful around you, more so than usual you thought. another side of him you hadn’t seen before. he ushered you the taps so you could prevent any form of infection happening whilst he rushed to get plasters from iida. the both of you were sat on a bench in a secluded area that was quite a bit away from the boisterous cheer of your classmates. where you were was quiet, secluded, intimate. an experience that you hadn’t been in before. todoroki’s sole focus was on your injury though you had insisted it was quite alright. he had urged otherwise which was how you landed in this predicament.

shoto’s hands entangled in yours. his heavy breathing and laser focus on getting the bandage placement just right. never had your feeling been so warm, it was burning you from the inside out, hotter than your desire to beat him, hotter than anything you had ever felt before. you sat up a little straighter causing shoto to unravel the bandage.

“sorry-” you both said at the same time. your eyes locked with one another and for a moment it felt as though you had fallen deep inside of his. you quickly pulled yourself out of it, looking away first.

the sound of the summer leaves swaying together whilst the birds sang an evening lullaby accompanied your shoujo-esque scene. “my sister taught me how to cook,” todoroki started, having not broken his unwavering gaze. “she’s amazing at what she does. she’s a teacher now too.” he said proudly, looking at the sunset. the warm hues of orange, pink and violet swirled together in the sky and both of you fell into a comfortable silence.

“todoroki, i want to tell you something but promise you won’t laugh.” his ears perked up as he turned to face you once again. a sudden wave of confidence overcame you and as you were about to respond, confess even, you heard a familiar voice.

“ STOP FLIRTING AND GET OVER HERE.” mina called out, loud enough everyone in a 500 mile radius could’ve heard. shoto closes the first aid kit, accidentally brushing his hand against yours again. if you weren’t already flushed, you had to be now. all of your prior confidence melting away from you by the second and that hot burning feeling, simmered down into something manageable. he wondered what you were going to tell him but inferred that you were back to your usual self. doing your best to ignore the familiar feeling growing in your chest, you started up a conversation - one that you both fall back into effortlessly.

as you arrive, you’re informed that all of you will be partaking in a haunted horror game around the woods. you’re paired off with both todoroki and bakugo due to the uneven numbers from the students off at extra classes. bakugo walked in front of you both muttering about not wanting to see ‘lovey dovey shit’ and that you both should ‘die or confess’ otherwise he’d puke. ignoring him, shoto’s eyes lit up as he told you a bit about his childhood and how ever since he was young, horror movies had been his favourite. when he asked if you were into horror, you simply shook your head in response as you hated it. the occasional blood curdling screams did not help your fears whatsoever. shoto held out his hand and you took it giving it a squeeze. bakugo came to a halt, causing the both of you to follow suit.

there was a head poking out the ground. there was a head poking out the ground. her eyes were hollow and deeply sunken to the back of her head. she was paler than snow and her hair was as black as charcoal. she was ghastly. you joined the other screams to create a harmonious choir of horror whilst putting off your other two teammates. apologising, the three of you kept moving so you could complete the route before bakugo’s bedtime which he insisted he didn’t have.

“i didn’t know you were actually scared of horror.” todoroki chuckled, amused by your earlier reaction.

“i did say, didn’t i?” you replied, embarrassed. “and besides, i can barely handle movie horror let alone seeing a girl’s head pop out of the ground.” frustrated, kicking at the ground. your reply only caused todoroki to let out a fit of laughter. an unexpected one at that. bakugo turned around and scowled at the both of you, becoming crankier the closer the time approached his bedtime. his laugh didn’t get any less attractive, the more times you heard. in fact, quite the opposite. the way his hands clutched his sides and his eyes crinkled, you were star struck. if cupid hadn’t already struck your heart, this was the final blow. you joined in with his laughter to the point both of you were hysterically laughing and trying to stifle it. the both of you had taken mental screenshots of the moment, carved one another’s laughs into your minds. however, everytime bakugo yelled at you to keep it down, it only restarted it. that’s when your familiar feeling grew, it became something bigger, something you no longer had any control over. the same burning feeling that overcame you on the bench earlier.

a creeping foul odour had begun to infiltrate the air. over the past couple of minutes, a deep mauve mist had clouded the air. catching on, your teammates also covered their lower faces to minimise the inhaling of the putrid gas. bakugo had made the call to keep going in the direction you were headed back to camp and both of you followed suit. the screams that had filled the air prior had stopped, an uncomfortable silence filled it instead.

something was amiss.

the silence was pierced by a mumbling sound, a constant one at that. as you the three of you approached the noise, a man with his limbs strapped tightly to his torso, drowsed in black turned to face you. the upper half of his face was covered, tightly sworn off though you could make your deep holes due to the tightness of dark fabric. with a dry throat, slowly you began to approach the man, on-guard for what was to come. both of your friends had joined you, edging towards the mysterious figure.

a rush of ice sped right past you creating a barrier of sorts. this man had teeth and many of them. some short and some long and thin. they were mangled. panic consumed you, unsure of what to do. your teammates were much more equipped for the fight but even bakugo was rendered useless due to his quirk and the forest environment.

but you were doing your best, to help out, to help your class, to help your country. however, maybe your best wasn’t enough or your best wasn’t appreciated by the gods as an agonising pain pierced through your lower abdomen, copious amounts of blood matching your pain.

“y/n!” todoroki yelled, his voice strained.

you did your best to muster up a response to which you were met with a sharp, piercing pain that rang throughout your whole body. as he saw your face contort with movements you were once able to do just an hour ago, he felt a deep pang in his chest. “todoroki,” your voice coming out no louder than a whisper. “ i need you.” your final words as you passed out.

the fight ended soon after you passed out. the next couple of hours were a blur for todoroki, the vanguard action squad had been beaten temporarily however your injury consumed him. he had been tasked to carry you back safely after cauterising your injury, apologising profusely whilst he sealed your bleed out.

peacefully, you laid in his arms, quiet and still. he thought about what he could’ve done time and time again to prevent the injury from ever happening. if he had only been more diligent, if he had helped out more, if he had just said something. all of these ruminating emotions were evident on his face all the way back to the hospital, he had reverted back to his quiet self, the most he spoke was about your injury to the doctor when he was checking you in. the doctors assured him that you would be okay, that it might take a while for you to wake up so it was best for him to go home. and so he did.

he went back to dorm life and waited.

he tried his best to integrate back into dorm life, it had been 7 weeks and 3 days since you had picked up his water bottle. it was one his dad had bought him as a gift - something about being the best in the business, the water bottle that could really enhance his quirk. something stupid and trivial. but you picked it up for him so he’d attached it to you. and your face and your smile and your intelligence and your grace and-

that was when it hit him. a cold afternoon after classes had been resumed the day before. that he didn’t want a life without you, a life where your rivalry wasn’t there, a life where he couldn’t make you laugh or smile. a life where you only existed in his memories. during the past week, he had been updated about your condition from your other classmates that went to visit. he couldn’t bring himself to see you, not when you weren’t awake. bakugo had given him an earful about it on many occasions since the rest of the class had all been back in dorms.

“has anyone else come to see me?” you asked, fiddling with one of the many “get well soon!” cards you had gotten from your friends and family.

“nope.” mina replied. “i told todoroki he should come and visit you but he got all weird about it. he’s been so quiet lately. you need to hurry up and get better so he becomes normal again.” she sighed. you warmed up at the sound of todoroki’s name. you ignored how mina caught on to your not-so-obvious way of asking if he had came to see you yet but were completely intrigued by your answer. truthfully, you thought todoroki had forgotten about you or better yet, thought you were a burden of some kind and refused to see you.

mina had given you the rundown of what she knew about what happened, though she didn’t know much as she had been stuck in the remedial course. “i just think it’s high time, you confessed y/n.” she squeezed your hand. “ i mean, god forbid but you could’ve died. and. i.. i just don’t want you having any regrets, you know? hero life is tough and it’ll only get tougher from here so live a little!”

later that evening, you had one final visitor. you were fast asleep, deep in your own subconscious and though the doctors had advised him to go home, he assured he wouldn’t take long.

shoto saw you again for the first time in a week or so, quiet and still like the last he saw you. most of the colour had returned to your face and you looked as beautiful as you did then as well as all the times you had before. he had white tulips in his left hand and a long note written in the other, he led the tulips on your bedside table which was overflowing with an assortment of gifts and cards. he sat quietly beside you with the sound of your light breathing and the slow, rhythmic tick of the clock to accompany him.

“i promise you that when you’re awake, the first thing i’ll do is tell you that i like you. your eyes, your smile, your everything.”

8 weeks.

today, you were being transferred from the main hospital to recovery girl’s room for the last bit of your recovery. the injury had affected specific areas of your quirk which needed professional care to not mess any potential growth in the future. after you had woken up from the last hospital, most of your stuff had already been packed up though tulips and a note (which definitely weren’t there before) met you when you woke up. you opened the letter to see a quick note scrawled onto it, “text me when you wake up, todoroki.”. a bit ominous, you thought but your curiosity was peaked.

before you had the chance to shoot a text to todoroki, you were ushered into the car back to u.a and now were in recovery girl’s room. hours later, you pulled out your phone and shot a quick text to him.

you : hey, just got your note!! i’m in recovery girl’s room now as i’m well enough now. i think i’ll be in classes soon too!! hope u haven’t gotten lazy, i’m gonna have an academic comeback with all the content i’ve missed 😜

ping! todoroki picked up his phone ditching his attempt to study maths on his own. he had been catastrophizing the whole morning, unsure of if the note and tulips were a bit much or if you had just decided to ignore his note, thankfully you hadn’t.

shoto : i’m “on the grind” as you call it lol. i’m coming in 10. stay awake please.

shoto threw on the nearest jumper he could find and made his way towards recovery girl’s room.

there were 3 light knocks at recovery girl’s door. 4 minutes had passed since he had sent you that text, your mind coming up with all types of scenarios - many that you thought were delusional. recovery girl was currently on her lunch break so you took the liberty of opening the door and lo and behold, shoto todoroki was stood before you. slightly dishevelled, his laces undone and slightly out of breath.

for a moment, you both took each other in. he pulled you into a hug. one similar to the previous hug you had shared, it felt as though it lasted forever and no time at all simultaneously. he pulled away first from the warm embrace with his hands placed firmly on your upper arms and for the first time in weeks looked at you with the same lovestruck eyes.

“i like you. and i missed you. and your smile and your face and you.” a breathlessness still present in his voice.

oh.

and if it wasn’t already crystal clear to you before, the current reality had been shattered and rebuilt for you once more from the gods above.

speechless. you looked at him with an ‘o’ expression plastered on your face. “ i missed you too.” you managed, pulling todoroki back into an embrace. “and i like you too.”

epilogue.

12 weeks after you had picked up his bottle and you were back into class and everything had smoothed into a new normal.

summer came and went, with fall on the horizon and the start of the second semester which meant a new finals season was upon class 1-a.

“no way you beat me?????” you groaned, running your hands through your hair. your maths test had a solid 92 on it but your boyfriend had managed a perfect 100.

“i guess i did.” a smug smile spreading across his face which prompted a pout to form on yours. “don’t be mad y/n.” he cooed.

“i’m not.” you said flatly, beginning to turn back to your seat. shoto stopped you in your tracks placing a light peck on your cheek. heat rushed up to your face causing yourself to cover your face.

“better luck next time.” shoto said with an evident smile clear across his face, a smile you would never get tired of seeing.

a/n : i'm so glad i've finished this oml. i feel like i could've added more buttttt i was getting tired of this fic tbh so it's shorter than i intended. hope you liked it. reblogs, notes and comments all appreciated. requests are open!!

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yesitsmewhataboutit · 4 months

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Bloodlust

Vampire!Shoto Todoroki x Reader

➤ You’re leaving for a week. You and Shoto come up with a plan on how he’ll survive while you’re gone, but things don’t always go as planned

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Warning⚠️: blood, needles, medical stuff (I’m aware I’m not a doctor idc if it’s inaccurate), cliffhanger ending depending on how well you know me

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Clothes, toiletries, shoes, snacks, and your carry-on. Yup, you're all packed. Only one last thing to do before you left for your flight.

Today, you're leaving for a week long trip for your job. You're leaving, and Todoroki's staying. As much as he would love to come with you, he has things to care of while you're gone. You're all packed, ready to head out the door, except for the last -most important- thing you have to do before you leave.

You leave your bags at the front door, opting to search for the boy in question. You find him sitting at the edge of your bed, scrolling through his laptop. "Sho, I'm ready to go, wanna start?"

He looks up, smiling at you and setting his laptop to the side, meeting you at the bedroom door in a few quick strides. "Yeah," he leans down giving you a quick kiss on the lips, "go ahead to the living room, I'll get the supplies."

You follow his instructions, sitting down and making yourself comfortable as you wait for him to get the items needed to draw your blood. Usually, Shoto feeds from you, but since he can't go with you, plus you're going to be gone for a week, you made the decision on him drawing blood from you to keep him fed while you're gone.

He comes into the living room, sets everything down on the table, and turns to you. He offers you his hand, a sign to give him your arm. When you do, he pauses. "You should probably lie down." You do, keeping your arm outstretched to him and relaxing on the couch. "Let me know if it hurts too much."

He goes the full nine yards, wrapping a tie around your arm, rubbing his finger over the spot he picked to make sure the blood is pumping. He does it all. He gives you one last look, needle in hand, before sticking you with it, watching your blood filter from your body, into the bag next to you.

"You sure that'll be enough?" you ask, noticing he only has two blood bags.

"Yes, Love. I'll need to pace myself while your gone," he says gently, bringing his hand up to rest on your cheek.

You smile, turning your head a bit to look at him. "I wish you were coming."

"I wish I was coming too. but it's ok, you'll be back in no time," he laughs slightly, "and I'll again get to drink from the sweet source." He leans over, playfully nudging his nose again your cheek, making you squirm and laugh for a moment before lays his hand on your stomach. "Don't move too much."

His tone says he doesn't want to waste any blood that might drip, but his eyes say he just doesn't want to accidentally hurt you, needle being in your arm and all, so you settle smiling at him and waiting to be done.

"Ok, one more, almost done," he says, pressing his thumb to stop the flow, changing the bag and securing it before hooking up a new one and letting it start filling again. "You're doing so well. Thank you for this." Shoto settles his hand into yours, rubbing his thumb in circles on your skin.

"Of course, anything for you, Sho. Just don't get caught with blood bags in the fridge and medical supplies in the bathroom while I'm gone," you joke, earning and laugh from him.

About halfway through the second bag, Shoto notices your eyes starting to flutter shut. You're fighting unconsciousness. Shoto scoots closer, his hand instinctively going to your shoulder. "Y/n? Hey, Love, do you need me to stop?" He barely waits for an answer before his hands are creeping down to unhook everything.

"No, no, I'm ok," you sigh weakly, "want- want you to finish."

Todoorki bites his lips, looking down at the three-quarters-filled bag. 'Ok, ok. Almost done, almost done, baby," he says quickly.

The second the bag is filled he wastes no time unhooking the needles and stopping everything, checking over your whole body, listening to heart rate, and letting you lay on the couch as he cleans everything. This is the first time you had done this, and everyone reacts to getting blood drawn differently, so it's not even a thought as Shoto offers to instead drive you to the airport, wanting you to rest in the car ride, of course, giving you and a small bowl of cereal and juice to eat before heading on the road.

"Thanks again. You know it means a lot," he says, pulling up to the airport drop-off area. You'd slept the whole ride, getting enough strength to make it through security, to the gate, and on your plane, where you'll probably sleep the whole ride.

"Of course, Sho. No regrets," you smile. "Be safe while I'm gone."

He laughs and frowns. "That's my line."

You smile. “Yeah, guess it is.” You lean to him, giving him one last kiss goodbye. “Love you.”

“Love you, too”

Your trip went well, and you're happy to be coming back. You missed Todoroki and your home. The first two days, things seemed fine, he'd text you and call when possible, keeping you updated, after though, things got quieter until it was just plain silence.

You chose not to let yourself worry, burying yourself in the work you had to do while you were gone and not thinking about it, knowing he's fine, he's strong, and he'll be home when you get back. Judging by the text you got from him before you boarded the flight home, you knew the last few days must have only been paranoia and circumstances:

See you soon, Y/n.

You pull up to your home and get out, getting your bags and walking to the front door. There's something running through your veins. Partially excitement to see Shoto again, but also something else. Fear? Dread? You weren't sure, but whatever it is, it still pushes you on as you unlock the door and open it.

If it wasn’t fear that you felt before, you definitely felt it now. The house was dark, only light coming through the blinds lit it enough for you to see. And it’s cold, any colder you’d be able to see your own breath. Things are scattered everywhere, almost like someone went into a fit of anger and started throwing things.

You leave your bags on the floor, forgotten about as you step forward, Shoto’s name on the tip of your tongue, but dying in your mouth before the first syllable even comes out, a flash and small burst of cold air going past you, and then you feel arms circle you from the side, pulling you into a cold body.

Your breath is caught in your throat as you feel Shoto’s breath on your neck. You try to speak, try to move, but he’s strong, keeping you pinned against him, even at the weird angle.

His hand grasps your neck, tightening around it and keeping you still as he leans in. You feel panic start to rise in your bloodstream. What could’ve happened? He said you left enough blood, everything should have been fine. But you know this, you know the signs, you caught a quick enough glimpse of Shoto’s blown pupils. The way his usual eye colors are gone, you feel his tight grip in every move he makes. The look on his face tells it all.

This is Shoto’s bloodlust.

He’s only been in bloodlust twice before around you, but both of those times it wasn’t necessarily geared toward hunger, but now, you’re not sure what’ll happen. But you still hold on to the thought that Todoroki knows you, he loves you, and he isn't going to kill you. He’d rather go through all his life again and have to redo every moment again before he drained you of all the blood you need to live. You trust him.

Todoroki squeezed his hand around your neck, making your pulse jump once again as he drags you to his mouth, also leaning down all at the same time and opening his mouth.

There’s no second thought, no hesitation or regard, only the pain of the bite. The feeling of his fangs digging into your skin, eager and draining your blood. It’s fast, so fast you can almost feel the blood rushes out of you, a big change compared to how he usually does it, slow and steady, letting you savor the tranquil feeling like you usually do.

You can feel his arms wrapped firmly around your body, and for a second, he pulls away, but only so he can turn you, making your chest flush against his as he digs his fangs into your skin again.

This time, it only lasts about ten seconds before you feel your vision to go. Your body feeling heavy, and suddenly so much more tired than seconds ago. Your eyes flutter shut, and your legs go out, consciousness slipping from your grasp.

Todoroki feels your body going limp, and he secures his arm around you, keeping you against him as he continues to feed. He carries you to the bedroom, his mouth still attached, and he lays you on the bed, his body fully over yours as your blood begins seeping from his mouth, and he continues to feed.

Shoto loves you, he protects you, you trust him. Shoto would never kill you.

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archonsabyss · 9 months

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╰─..✶. [ A Heroes Sacrifice ]

❒ pairing: (aged-up) prohero!shoto x reader

❒ genre: angst with comfort! hint of fluffy angst!

❒ warnings: none

❒ wc: 1.1k

❒ authors note: random, unexpected oneshot that came to mind while I was on tiktok watching the MHA edits that filled my fyp 🧡

There is no better feeling than the feeling of Shotos arms embracing you from the back and gently pulling you against his chest. There is something so endearing in the way his touch carries the utmost delicacy when handling you, the way his shoulders sag the second he enters home, unburdening himself all of his stress and worries and responsibilities as the savior to everyone else but himself.

He goes looking in search of you like a child who seeks their mothers comfort, and he finds you in the kitchen cooking or in the bedroom folding laundry or the living room lazing on the couch. This time he finds you standing rigid behind the couch with your hands digging into it's backrest as you watch the news. And he wonders if this is what you look like every day and night when he's out saving the world.

Shoto walks toward you with silent steps and you're heart is rest assured when you feel his arms fit perfectly around your waist like they were meant to hold you. A relieved sigh heavs from your chest and your bulging eyes droop.

Shoto rests his chin on the top of your head, sometimes your shoulder and often it's simply because he needs your company whilst other times he's tired and in need of your presence and touch to help him replenish his energy.

Shoto inhales deeply and captures a subtle whiff of your shampoo and body spray mixing and he adores the smell because it's yours. If he stays there long enough eventually he'd end up with the same smell lingering on him and that too, he adores even more.

"Hi" His lowered tone would greet impassively, but the love reflecting in his eyes as you angle your head to look at him speaks volumes. His gaze contradicts the minimal expression in his voice and you smile up at him adoringly, turning around until your front is pressed up against his and your arms are looping around his waist and your head finds its home on his chest, ears tuning in to the love song of his heart dedicated to you.

"I miss you" He'd confess in a small voice as he hides in the crook of your neck.

Your fingers run through his hair, nails skimming across his scalp soothingly. There's the smallest of smiles breaking out on his lips and you feel it against your neck. "I miss you too" Is how you reply, expectedly. If only words could ever express the raw unending emotions that constantly filled your heart when you find your lover returning home to you every day and every night. No matter the situation, no matter the condition, you waited for him anxiously, worried, and all.

Today was of those days when he'd left before you even awoke, and one of those nights when he returned rather late looking worse for wear. His hair was tousled in all directions with traces of gravel dust between the strands. A deep slash crossed his right side with his skin unscathed but left in its place his hero suit torn and displaying what hides beneath it.

He glistened in sweat and you could feel it off his exposed forearms and when your hands trailed down to the back of his neck and flattened against his nape, thumb caressing the sticky skin in circular motions.

You did a quick sweep of his appearance in search of any major injuries besides the cut on his left cheek beneath his eye and your gaze softened.

Shoto breathes out shakily as you hold his face, he looks straight into your eyes and your heart breaks a little more the longer he keeps contact.

"I'm tired"

His stuttering words send a heartbreaking tremble down your spine which arouses an overwhelming sensation of deep sadness and sorrow. Layered beneath his words are sincerity and pain and above all else, exhaustion. Shoto has said these two words countless many times before but neither one could ever compare to the way it sounded this time.

You embrace him again. You embrace him tighter. You hold him close and bring his head to your shoulder. Your hand keeps his head in place and you embrace him with love and comfort; all you're able to do to lessen his burdens.

"Whatever you want─" You whispered into his ear, "Whatever you want and you decide, I'm going to make sure it happens" In context to this, Shoto knew the depth of your words. That right now if he decided he wanted to break away from his responsibilities you'd stubbornly stand in front of him and protectively behind him, fighting until he gets what he wants. Because you knew of the sacrifices a hero made for the world and for everyone but themselves and those they loved. The tinted identity of a hero and the painted persona many have for one; a saint, unflawed and perfect yet called ignorant, self-absorbed, greedy, in over his head, liar with unrealistic goals, conceited, thinking only of their morals and values as true and right. But how far from the truth they were.

Losing your lover's presence to the world.

Risking your love to save the love of others.

Subjecting your love to fall devoid of life as the world and a hero's responsibility slowly took you away from each other.

You were only human after all.

He was only human after all.

"Let's get you cleaned up and into bed, my love" You cooed, swallowing the painful ache stabbing your throat and blinking away the tears. He was only human. A choice he made to help others, everyone besides himself.

The world will never take you from me.

The world never deserved you or your friends.

The world will never have you.

"Come on, pretty" You nudged him but he refused to pull away just yet.

"Please" His voice cracked and you slipped right back into worry and overwhelming sadness. Crying... You were crying.

"Please. Just a little longer" Shoto pleaded and you could never deny him so you stayed rooted in place and held him tighter.

"Don't let me go" His muffled cries bury into the crook of your neck. "Don't let me go"

And you hold onto him. You clutch the back of his torn and shredded uniform for dear life as the tears stroll down your cheeks. "Never"

"Don't let me go"

"Never, sweet boy" And you'd press constant assuring kisses to his forehead and his tear-stained cheeks, soothing him over until his tears are dried up and he's spent.

"Don't leave me"

"Never"

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charlemagne-the-devourer · 1 year

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Please don't go

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x reader

Summary : A small fight with shoto lead to something far bigger

Part 2 is now posted, there will the a few more posts for the series.

Part 3 is here

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Shoto has never been more terrified in his life. Looking at the silver ring in his hand, memories of the past few years drowns him in a ocean of emotions and it feels like he couldn't breathe.

With shaking hands, Shoto took out his phone and called your number. To his surprise, it immediately reached voice-mail. Feeling sick, Shoto helplessly sat down on the couch and think about everything got so wrong.

You guys had a fight last night, it was nothing special. Fights have became normal for you two these days. With the increasing amount of missions and stress from work, it has been difficult for the both of you. Being pro heros wasn't easy after all. But it had taken a toll on your relationship, you rearly even talk anymore.

You already left when he woke up that morning, waking up to a cold bed is basically part of the daily routine with the different shifts and sudden missions you have. Shoto left for work without noticing the small pice of note on the dining table.

Shoto was quite surprised when he came home to a empty house that night. The lights were off and there were no signs of you anywhere. Thats when he noticed the note you left on the table.

Shoto, your dinner is in the fridge. Remember to eat on time, and don't try to follow me.

You obviously wrote it in a hurry. And you left it on the table for him to find it, so you must be there the night before.

Shoto reheated the food and walked to eat in the living room. What he didn't expect was to see your ring on the console table. The ring he gave to you as a symbol of his love for you, and the promises you two sworn. You have always worn the ring wherever you go. In fact, he had never seen you without it.

Worried, Shoto went to your shared bedroom. And when he found out that most of your personal belongings were gone, panic began to sank in.

He had never felt fear as tense as this. This was noting compared when his father trained him, or when he faced the deadly villains. The terror was like a shadowy monster threatening to shallow him at any moment.

You didn't have any long term missions these few days and he wasn't informed of any emergency at your designated area. And you would have told him if you needed to go on trips oversea.

So when he couldn't reach you in your phone. The dread was indescribable. You wouldn't have left him, right?

Not wanting to believe the years you spent together was a waste. Shoto tired to call you again. Just as he was about to call your co workers. An enexpected phone call caught his attention.

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eris-snow · 3 months

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𝐀 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐲

Tags: shoto x gn!reader, angst

Having your memories given up was his choice. But just because he chose this path doesn’t mean that it was the path he wanted

Every time Shoto see you, it’s like he’s falling off the deep end again. Watching you from afar is always the most painful thing. Watching you forget everything he was and everything you had with him was worse than any wound on the battlefield.

And Shoto had fought many battles.

It would be fascinating, feeling this deep, sick ache fester if it didn’t hurt this fucking much.

He still watches you, even if you don’t know it.

He watches how your smile forms on your face, how your features lift as you laugh and how you look so much lighter than when you knew him.

Did he really pull you down that much? Will there come again when you face someone with that very same smile you tailored especially for him?

He doesn’t like thinking about those questions. It makes him spiral. He doesn’t like spiralling.

He’s sits on the same roof, admiring you from the same balcony window he used to come visit you through, with a trail of blood leaking from open wounds. He can’t remember ever using the front door once.

Sometimes, he’s almost come close to reintroducing himself to you again. He wants to. He really wants to. You were the first person he’s ever loved, and Shoto’s certain that you’d be the last.

After all, how do you love after killing it with your own bare hands?

Having your memories given up was his choice. It was to keep you safe after a particularly close shave with a villain. Your heart had stopped beating at one point, and you had taken a considerable blow to the head.

When you woke up, all your memories about him were erased.

It was for the best, he remembered thinking because as much as he loved you, as much as it hurt, it hurt even more knowing that you flatlined because of him.

That’s why when there was when the opportunity presented itself, Shoto flew out of your life the second you said “Who are you?”

Call him weak, call him a coward, but he’d rather you safe than you dead because of his greed.

But he can’t find a way to pull away completely from you. He’s tried overworking himself, consuming himself in his hero work, only to be reminded that his break spot is a billboard facing your school.

He’s tried dating others, but it’s never the same.

He wants to be a hero. He wanted it so much, and he’s finally got it when he hit the Top 3 in the Hero charts that year.

But there’s always a price to pay for what you want the most, because as he stares out at the people he’s sworn to protect some selfish part of him still wishes that you would remember just what you really meant to him, even after all this while.

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velvetxkissesx · 1 year

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everything

shouto todoroki x fem.reader

shouto todoroki has been your best friend since your first year at UA, you’ve watched him blossom and grow as a person not under his family’s shadow. so why is it that neither of you can just admit your feelings for the other?

season six spoilers. manga spoilers. not everything will be accurate to either as this is a fic thank you <3

warnings: angst. mentions of death. violence. shouto being a dunce when it comes to love. frustratingly stupid idiots who are in fact in love with one another. drinking. anxiety attacks. vomit. ptsd flashbacks. everyone is in fact traumatized. brief mentions of sex, no actual smut though. a wee bit of drinking and driving, but don’t do that. it’s awful and bad.

Those first few years after the war really affected and shaped everybody.

You remembered that first night, after the fighting was over and the sense of peace had returned. Every civilian was celebrating, and maybe you guys should have been too. After all you were just kids, you should all be happy that you kicked ass. None of you could do it though, instead, you all sat in the common room together. Everyone either bandaged, burned, or even just emotionally scarred. Aizawa sat in the room with you, and tried his best to find the right words to say.. He couldn’t though, he knew that everything you all just witnessed was something that couldn’t be washed away with a simple ‘you were heroes’ speech. Shouto was next to you on the floor, your shoulders touching. Neither of you had said anything, not since you first spotted him when the fighting was over.

“Where is Shouto?!” You were yelling at anyone you saw, any classmate. Kaminari was trying to hold you down, you were pretty banged up and the medics were certain you had a broken ankle.

None of that mattered to you though, because you didn’t know where he was. You saw Bakugo, and that was all you needed for your panic to start. The last you heard, Shouto was fighting Dabi, he was fighting his brother. You kept shoving past people, your ankle throbbing. Kaminari was calling after you, trying his best to get you to stop, to slow down. He even threatened to shock you a few times. They were empty threats of course, and he knew it was no use. Sero eventually joined Kaminari and kept threatening to tape you up. It wasn’t until there was ice bursting one of the medic tents open that they both realized they needed to just let you go.

Todoroki came out of the tent, at least three medics trying to stop him and pull him back saying that he was suffering from extreme exhaustion and that any intense activity could make him unstable. He just kept saying he needed to find her, throwing them off of him. Finally, after following the ice, you spotted him and he spotted you. Both of you stood still for a second, looking each other over to asses the damage done to the other. The voices and sounds around you muffled out as you stared up at the taller teen. His two-toned hair was disheveled, and an honest mess for once. There was something else though that was different, Shouto Todoroki’s eyes were filling with tears.

Without a care in the world about the fact your ankle was now sending searing pain up your entire leg, you took off in a hobbled run towards him. He did the same towards you, except he was much quicker and his strides were longer. When you two finally met in the middle you were being lifted off the ground as you sobbed into neck. Todoroki lost his balance but caught himself as he finally just sat on the ground with you wrapped around him. Anyone who knew Todoroki knew that this much affection, this much touching, went outside of any comfort zone he had. He didn’t care though, because he was holding you.

From the moment the fighting ended, the moment he saw how many heroes had fallen, all he could think about was getting to you. He was trying to find you when the medics finally caught him and tried to force him to relax. He was trying to be calm and rational, after all he knew his body and it was spent. Still though there was something that was keeping him going as he saw classmates being carried in on stretchers.. He needed to make sure that you were okay. So as you sat on the ground with him, and pried you away to look you over. He was gentle as he tried to assess the damage that had happened to you. Finally you winced when he touched your leg and his eyebrows furrowed. He stared at you intensely, like he was trying to read your mind as to what was wrong.

“I think my ankle is broken.” You whispered, finally noticing how close your face was to your best friend/long time crush’s face. He let out a distressed ‘tch’ sound before he looked up at the medics that were still standing around you both, he instructed them to take care of you first. They took you both back to a tent (one that wasn’t filled with ice) and started to treat you. Todoroki refused to leave your side after that moment.

After Aizawa finally did it in himself to give a speech about how he was damn proud that you were his students, nothing about how well you all fought, or what to do next. Just that he was proud of you all, you all knew it was his way of telling you he loved you guys. After awhile of sitting there, you all decided that you were going to just camp out. Sato offered to bake for everybody, Kaminari and Jirou suggested they played music for everyone, Momo even conjured up a projector screen to all watch movies on. Everyone went to their dorms, to collect any and every pillow or blanket you all owned. Todoroki followed you to your dorm, because you owned more blankets than anybody there really.

“I can carry more,” You suggested as you put another blanket in Shouto’s outstretched arms. There was a crash from down the hall, someone dropping something, and you lurched forward ready to fight all over again. Shouto dropped the blankets, and grabbed your now shaking hands, “I.. I..”

“I know,” He held your hands and stared down at them. The difference in temperature in both of his hands soothing you and bringing you back down to Earth, “Seems a little morbid to go and have a movie night as if we didn’t just fight a brutal war, huh?”

“G-glad you finally understand what doesn’t seem normal socially,” You teased, a small chuckle leaving his lips before he met your eyes again, “I was so scared that I was going to lose yo.. Lose anybody, the entire time I was fighting,”

He noticed that you almost said “you”, but he thought of it has just a misuse of words due to your current stress. That was when he finally realized that he was fighting for you. Especially when Dabi mentioned that Shouto had a weak spot, that weak spot was you. Dabi caught sight of it after his big reveal, when you were standing down below with Midoriya and staring in shock. When you rushed to his aid after Dabi originally tried to kill him. You were Shouto Todoroki’s weak point, because he.. He felt different for than he did for anyone else. He just didn’t know how to articulate that into words. He wanted to so badly, but he didn’t know what it was he wanted to say.

“Hey dudes, whoah, whoops, sorry,” Kirishima was at your door, and noticed Todoroki holding your hands. You both instantly pulled away from one another and looked at him, “We were wondering if you could bring down your beanbag chairs too?”

“Oh, yeah of course,” You smiled at him, “Mind helping us?

Kirishima helped you both collect the beanbag chairs, and the blankets. Both you and Shouto still awkward over the entire moment. Everyone in class found their spots on the floor, and again you were right next to Todoroki. You all watched kids movies that night, not wanting to watch the usual action movies that the boys would typically pick on these nights before. Aizawa and Eri had joined you all though, so Eri wasn’t complaining at all as she took turns sitting with everyone and hugging them all. Eventually, you all stopped fighting it and let yourselves find sleep. For two weeks, that’s how you would all sleep, together on the floor like that. That way if someone had a nightmare, there was always someone there to help them.

five years later.

Even after everything that happened with All for One, there were still villains that existed in the world. So most of you continued on to continue to becoming Pro-Heroes. There were a few that chose different routes, like you. You were still a hero, you were still a pro, but you were also one of many young advocates to reshape the Hero Commission and hero society. Hawks was the new leader of it, begrudgingly so, but you worked close underneath of him. Slowly but surely rebuilding the civilian trust in heroes. Midoriya was also at the forefront of this, demanding that things needed to be better. That some villains deserved that same outreaching hand. Seemingly enough, it was working. When a villain was caught, they were given the option of jail or a reform program and a mentor. Most chose the reform options. With the help of Shinsou, you both worked towards making sure that stigmatization of what “good” and “bad” quirks were, was brought down. Starting with UA, where you both made sure that the students were given the option of which courses they took.

Shouto had started working for his dad, which shocked plenty of you. His siblings especially. Endeavor was working towards retirement though, so soon enough the agency would be Shouto’s own. Rei Todoroki had been released from the hospital, and Shouto had helped her get a nice apartment set up. Shouto and his siblings would often go and have dinner with her at least three times a week, and eventually you started to go to at least once a week. Rei loved getting to meet the friends that helped her son see not all people were bad. Plus she also just thought you were the perfect match for her baby, but she wouldn’t say it out loud to either of you.. Mostly just to Fuyumi or Natsuo while she watched Shouto watch you.

This weeks dinner you were attending, was before you and Shouto were supposed to attend Mina’s birthday party. You both just brought clothes to get ready at Rei’s apartment after dinner, seeing as neither one of you usually dressed in party clothing to go to family dinner. It was particularly hot that week, and Mina’s birthday was at an outdoor venue, so you opted in for a baby pink sundress. As you were finishing up getting ready, Rei knocked on her bedroom door and stepped inside.

“Oh don’t you look gorgeous,” She smiled softly, you noticed that she was very soft spoken still, and that when Shouto used that voice you could see their resemblance even more, “Shouto is wearing a pink dress shirt, are you two meant to be matching?”

“Hm? Oh no, our friend is well.. She’s pink,” You laughed a little trying to find the way to describe it, “So every year she demands that we wear pink to match her,”

“Oh, I thought maybe you two finally breached that whole just friends gap,” Rei’s words instantly made a blush creep onto your face as you stumbled trying to find a way to deny it, “Honey, just because I was trapped in a loveless marriage, doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to tell when two people are in love,”

“No, no, Shouto just sees me as a friend, that’s all we’ve ever been really,” You smiled sadly, you had thought maybe after the war that things were changing between you two, and they did, but not in that way. Instead it seemed you had been buried even further into the friendzone.

“I’ve never seen someone look at somebody the way my son looks at you, and truthfully believed that they were merely friends,” Rei was folding up your discarded clothes for you, “Shouto, he struggles with emotions, we’ve talked about it and it’s something he still works on, if I had to guess he doesn’t know how to read you, so perhaps you should just lay it all out on the table for him?”

You blinked a few times, trying to process getting dating advice from the mother of the guy you were in love with, “I.. I have considered it, but I’m scared that it would, well that it would ruin everything,”

“I still think that you should try.” Rei held out your repacked bag for you, and walked with you back out to join the others. Fuyumi squealed when she saw you, and started gushing about how pretty you looked. You didn’t even notice Natsuo nudging his baby brother, who’s eyes were trained on you. The two of you said your goodbyes and you both walked down to Shouto’s car. At first the ride was silent, just the occasional small talk about dinner.

“My family really likes when you come around, you’re usually the reprieve before we have dinner with our father,” Shouto’s eyes were on the road still, and you glanced towards him.

“How are things? Between Endeavor and Rei?” You approached the topic gently, knowing it was still a sensitive subject for them all.

“They’re, amicable, he tries his best to make up for what he did to her but it’s..” He trailed off for a second, his hands clenching the steering wheel tighter, “It’s not an easy to forget situation so it’s hard, for everyone,”

“And.. Touya? How is he doing?” You two really never spoke about his brother. You knew that Eri had been able to reverse his own damage he had done to himself.. Physically at least. Mentally he was in the same kind of facility that Rei was in. She went to visit him often, and as of lately he invited Natsuo from what you understood. Touya was trying his best to put Dabi to rest, to set him aside and get better, but it was a hard thing to do. Any mention of Endeavor would send him into a spiral, and to him Shouto was still just an extension of their father.

“Better, he.. He asked if Fuyumi could come with them next week, and told our mom he was ready to see um pictures of me,” Shouto’s voice was strained as he forced himself to talk about it. You reached over and gently put a hand on his shoulder.

“We don’t have to talk about this now,” Your voice was gentle, and you watched his shoulders relax a little at your touch, “We do need to talk about how every magazine is going to have a picture of you in this shirt plastered on it though,”

Shouto cracked a small smile and glanced over at you, “They would be stupid to do so as if you don’t like you do in that dress,”

Your cheeks were red again and you smiled at him, “Was that a compliment?”

“Of course it was,” Shouto sounded offended that you even had to question it, finally the blunt side came out, “You look beautiful.”

Thanks to the flow of the overhead streetlights, you were almost certain you saw him blush too. When you arrived at the venue for Mina’s party, the paparazzi were already lined up outside near the valet. It wasn’t uncommon for there to be this much press at events that your class was at, after all you had all been semi-famous since you were fifteen. Shouto passed the keys off to the valet person and rushed to your door to help you out. You both started making your way inside as you were being bombarded with questions, the typical ones for the gossip columns. Once you were inside you were both led out to the deck where your friends were.

“Ah! You’re here!” Mina rushed forward and hugged you first, both of you squealing as you squeezed each other in a tight hug. Kyouka and Ochaco were not far behind to hug you when Mina finally split away to give Shouto a hug. Sero whisked Shouto away, and you were left with the girls to talk and catch up on a few things. Mostly them bombarding you about whether or not you and Shouto were finally anything to talk about.

“I don’t understand, you two have an apartment together, and there’s been no steamy make out session or anything?” Ochaco asked as she handed you the drink you had ordered from the bartender, “Have you considered maybe you need to make the first move?”

“I’ve tried dropping hints for years you guys,” You sighed, “Maybe he really just doesn’t feel the same,”

“Well I know someone who does,” Jirou shrugged and the three of you glanced at her, “Denki was telling me just the other night that Shinsou had a thing for you,”

“Hitoshi?” You tilted your head, “No, no we just work together,”

“According to my idiot, Shinsou is definitely into you, just doesn’t act it cause well you know everyone’s always assumed you were off limits,” Jirou explained, and you felt unbelievably nervous about it. Shinsou was attractive, there was some mild flirting when you worked together, but you had never seen it like that.

“Maybe you should take a little more interest in Shinsou then, I mean he is here tonight?” Mina suggested, “Oh you could totally see if Todoroki got jealous!”

“Mina, I don’t think it’s fair to either of them if she uses Shinsou to get Todoroki’s attention,” Ochaco pointed out and you nodded in agreement.

“Maybe I just need to man up and just talk to Shouto finally,” You stared over at him talking to Midoriya and some of the other boys, “I’m definitely going to need a few more drinks before I do.”

Mina had no hesitation in ordering shots for everybody in attendance, and soon enough all of the guests there were feeling a little more comfortable. The dance floor in the middle of the room was filling up with more people, you were with the girls and dancing, and probably drinking more than you should have. It wasn’t until you spotted Shouto at the bar that you finally broke away. You walked up and stood beside him as he waited for his drink, and unashamedly stared up at him taking in his features. It was incredibly annoying how as he got older, he just became that much more beautiful. He finally glanced down at you with a smile, and told the bartender to make you a drink too. Your heart fluttered a little that he knew what you would like.

“Are you having fun?” Shouto turned so his back was leaning against the bar, and he used his elbows for support. You had to stop yourself from staring at his arms, then his chest, and finally you went back to the eye contact he was still trying to hold.

“Yeah, it’s nice seeing all of us in one spot again,” You grabbed your drink that the bartender dropped off, “What about you?”

“I agree,” Shouto took a drink, “There’s a private lake that we can walk out to, do you want to come with me? Need a break,”

“Yeah, yeah of course,” You nodded and grabbed your drink. You tried your hardest to ignore the winks of your best friends as you walk down the steps with Shouto.

There were lanterns lighting the path out to the lake, and the slight breeze made the warm summer air cool down a lot more. Maybe it was the fact you were walking on Shouto’s ride side though. A pit of anxiety was in your stomach at how romantic the entire scene seemed to be, because what would be a better moment to confess to your best friend that you loved him? You both walked out on the dock, and sat down off the edge. Both of you took your shoes off and let your feet skim above the water. Shouto took a deep breath and looked up at the stars, you stared at him for a second before chugging the rest of your drink.

“The sky is always so much clearer outside of the city,” Shouto mumbled as he stared up at the stars, “They’re even clearer out here than they were at-”

“I think I’m in love with you,” You blurted out, and a heavy tension settled between you both. Shouto’s head stayed tilted towards the stars for a moment, like he was frozen in place, “Well, no, not I think, more like I am, I have been, for a really long time now, and I think that maybe you know this could well, it could be mutual?”

His head dropped down and he looked out at the water this time, still not looking at you. Shouto wasn’t saying anything, and for the first time that was really starting to freak you out. He was usually stoic, and hard to read for other people. Never for you though, you could read him like a book that you knew every word of. You kept your eyes on him, trying your hardest to just keep your cool.

“I get that you know that wasn’t the most calm way to go about that, especially blurting it out here and now, but Sho I want to be with you,” You reached your hand out to touch his arm, and for the first time in five years, he flinched away from you. Panic started to settle in as you started to conclude that he didn’t feel the same. He didn’t want you in that way.

“Oh, oh my gosh,” You stood up and grabbed your shoes, running your hand through your hair. Shouto finally seemed to snap out of it, and he stood up to look at you. The only hint of emotion was the confusion in his eyes, “Fuck that was so stupid of me, I know that it was, I shouldn’t have even said that, I mean I’ve been drinking, and you have been drinking and that was all just a mistake,”

“Are you leaving?” Shouto finally spoke, as he watched you put your sandals back on.

“Yeah, before I say anything else that’s stupid that I will regret tomorrow,”

“You regret saying it?” Shouto’s voice was monotone as he looked down at you. You tried to find any sign that you should say no, but from the looks of it he didn’t want that. He didn’t want you. It was as if you were sinking into a hole, a hole that meant no more Shouto. You needed to claw your way out of it.

“Yes,” You answered, hoping that was your ladder. Your ladder to get out of that hole, “Yes I do, I should get back, um, I’m sorry for all of that.”

You were practically running up the path before he could say another word. When you got closer to the deck, you made your way back to the bar and ordered a few more shots. After your third one the pain in your chest was dull, and you were starting to feel a little better. Shouto had made his way back on the deck, and seemed to be looking around. You wanted to duck and hide, but instead you found coverage elsewhere. In Shinsou.

“Hey,” You smiled at him after you rushed over to the table he was standing at with a few other people, “So, a certain purple birdy told me that you’ve been talking to a yellow bird about me?”

Shinsou choked on his drink a little, coughing before looked down at you, “Perhaps, I’ve been talking to some annoying yellow birds,”

“You should know that the yellow bird can not keep secrets to save his life,” Shinsou laughed before he leaned in a little more towards you.

“Maybe I didn’t want him to keep the secret?” He whispered, and you flushed a little red. Your head was somewhat spinning, maybe from the drinks, but you were going to convince yourself that it was because of Shinsou.

You were too far drunk to feel the immense guilt at using him for a distraction from Shouto. You were also too far drunk to notice Shouto standing back and watching as the two of you flirted. Sometime after Mina’s cake, you and Shinsou made a quiet and swift exit to his car. Then you made it to his apartment, where you briefly remembered drinking more with him when you got there. Those were all in fragments though, patches that needed to be filled.

When you woke up in his bed the next morning though, hungover and guilt ridden, you rushed to the bathroom to throw up. Shinsou came into his bathroom and grimaced at the sight of you, but tied your hair back for you anyways. You were coughing above the toilet, too scared to make eye contact with him.

“Oh fuck, did we..?” You mumbled, your head now pounding.

“No,” Shinsou reassured you, “You were way too drunk, and eventually started crying because you um.. Well you told me everything about Todoroki,”

You groaned and felt like you needed to throw up again, “Shit, I’m so so sorry Hitoshi, I wouldn’t blame you if you were pissed at me right now,”

“Pissed at you for what?�� Shinsou sat down on the floor next to the toilet, “When I told Kaminari about my attraction to you, we both agreed and knew who you had your eyes on, everyone’s known it for a really long time,”

You teared up and took the mouth wash he had out for you, and swished it around before spitting it in the toilet. You flushed down all of it and leaned back against the bathtub with Shinsou, “I can’t believe I screwed that all up,”

“Maybe it’s still salvageable, so why don’t we get you some breakfast and I can drive you home?” Shinsou suggested, “You have to face him sooner than later, so why not get it over with?”

“You promise you don’t hate me?” You muttered, and Shinsou wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you against his side.

“I promise, now c’mon, let’s go before you throw up in my bathroom again.”

After breakfast, Shinsou dropped you off at your apartment building. You found yourself hoping that the elevator would get stuck, or maybe even crash. Luck wasn’t on your side though, so instead you just made your way down the hall. You stood outside of your door for a second before finally realizing you had left your phone and keys in Shouto’s car the night before. After muttering a string of cuss words, you finally knocked on the door a few times. Trying to prepare yourself from the look on his face at your current state of holding your dress from last night in one hand, while wearing Shinsou’s shirt and basketball shorts. You tried to prepare yourself for any possible outcome.

What you weren’t expecting though was some perky girl to open the door, wearing one of Shotou’s shirts.

“Oh? I’m sorry, can I help you?” She smiled, “Shouto’s not here right now, he left for patrol,”

You were too far into shock to even say anything. Instead you pushed past her and she followed after you claiming that you shouldn’t do that. You pointed to a picture of yourself, and the girls on the wall. The girl looked at it and then back out you before gasping.

“Oh! I know you! You’re Shouto’s best friend, I’ve read all about you on the news pages,” Her voice was so sickly sweet, “I didn’t realize you two lived together, he didn’t mention that he had a girlfriend last night,”

Your stomach churned at the thought of them together. Finally you looked around the apartment and noticed her dress tossed on the couch.

Before you knew it, the girl was now wearing Shouto’s shirt and your breakfast. She started screaming, and you rubbed your temples as you walked away to grab the cleaning the supplies from the bathroom closet. When you came out, Shouto’s now puke covered shirt was laying on the ground and the girl’s dress was gone. You started to scrub the spot on the floor where your vomit had landed, and then picked up the shirt and threw it in the washer.

After you were done cleaning up your mess, you were like a zombie as you went around and scrubbed any surface that she might’ve touched. That he might’ve touched her on. You stared at the couch, and contemplated making Kirishima come and remove it from the apartment for you. The longer you stared at the couch though, the harder it was to not let your emotions get the better of you. Not even thinking, you went into Shouto’s bedroom to use his bathroom. His shower was better than yours, so the two of you usually just shared it. On his usually made, unmade bed, was a note with a pink lipstick smooch at the bottom.

‘Thanks for last night, call me when you’re home xx’

You ran out of the room as fast as you could and made it to your own bathroom before you threw up for the final time that morning. You pulled yourself up off the ground just enough to turn on your shower. You stripped yourself of your clothes and climbed in, sitting on the floor of it as the tears finally started to slip out. A million thoughts and ideas started going through your head. Your head racing as your chest started to feel as though it was shrinking in on you. You were sobbing but you were convinced that you couldn’t breathe. All at once you felt like your entire world was falling apart, like you were broken into a million little pieces.

It wasn’t unfamiliar feeling, but there was always one person there who could at least put your pieces back together. Shouto could fit all of those pieces back together. Not in a “he fixes everything” way, no instead it was more like he would sit with you and help organize the pieces as you put yourself back together. Trying to convince yourself that you were still capable of doing it without him you pulled yourself up in the shower. You forced yourself to wash your hair, and your body. Sobs still slipped out every so often, but you were trying your best to force them back down.

Once you were finished in the shower you cursed the fact that you two didn’t really leave towels in your bathroom. So instead you just left a trail of water as you walked back into your room. Once you were dressed, you didn’t even bother to brush through your hair as you plopped down on your bed. You pulled the blankets right around you, and let yourself cry more until you finally could fall asleep.

Shouto was a mess. He had been a mess since last night, when you disappeared from the party. He saw Shinsou talking to Kaminari, so he could only assume that you didn’t leave with him. He asked everyone if they had saw you, but they all said no. After saying a quick goodbye to Mina, he went back for his car. His first destination of searching was the apartment, but when he opened the door he could tell that you weren’t there. Your shoes weren’t lazily kicked off by the door for him to fix and put back the right way. A string of cuss words left his mouth, and he started his search of the bars he knew you enjoyed going to.

There was no sign of you there either, just an incredibly too drunk girl that was clinging to him begging him to help her. So he did, he helped her and gave her a place to stay for the night where she could be safe. As soon as they were inside though, the girl stripped out of her dress and tried to pull him on the couch with her. After rejecting her more than he should’ve had to, she finally got the hint and started to cry. He offered for her to sleep in his bed, and gave her his shirt to sleep with so her bare chest would be covered. Even though he didn’t actually sleep, Shouto sat in your room with the door locked to keep away anymore potential unwanted advances.

That morning, he went into his room to gather his patrol clothes. He usually took Sundays off for himself, and because it was the one day you had off. He was going to patrol for you though, to try and see if he could find you anywhere because he was going out of his mind. The girl was still there, tangled up in his bed in nothing more than his shirt and her underwear. He awkwardly explained to her that he was leaving, but he would let her wake up more and she could see herself out.

He went to his agency, and then got ready to start his search for you. He even demanded some of the sidekicks helped him. Shouto was cursing himself for freezing up last night when you told him that you loved him. His entire plan for going out to the lake was to finally confess that he loved you. You beat him to it though, and you were so hasty in telling him you didn’t mean it that he didn’t know what to do. The two of you had both been drinking, so maybe it wasn’t the right moment for either of you to say anything. Before he could even ask you if you could talk about it the next day, just enjoy the party together, and maybe talk about it over breakfast.. You were saying it was a mistake, and you didn’t mean it. Then you were rushing off and avoiding any kind of contact with him.

After searching everywhere he could, he was finally starting to lose his cool. Shouto had seen you have your attacks, and you were the only person who was able to help him identify when he was having one himself. He didn’t even notice one coming on, until Midoriya was kneeling in front of him. He was trying to talk to him, and understand what was happening.

“She’s gone, she’s gone and I can’t find her, why can’t I find her? I s-should’ve stopped her.. I..” Shouto Todoroki knew you were his weak spot, you had been his weak spot since the moment you opened up to him. You were also his rock though, the only other person beside Midoriya who was completely and totally patient with his lack of knowledge when it came to relationships and people. Now he didn’t know where you were, and his brain could only assume the worst outcome or scenario.

“Shouto, I’m going to get you home okay?” Midoriya’s words cut through the clouds in his brain, “You and I will wait there for her, and I will get in touch with everybody else to see if they can find her.”

Shouto let his friend pull him up off the pavement, but was silent the entire way back to his agency. He was quick to change and grab his things, trying to avoid anybody else seeing him in the state he was in. Midoriya drove him home, and tried his best to get Shouto to calm down. In his head though, the worst possible outcomes were happening. Finally, Shinsou answered Midoriya’s calls.

Midoriya explained everything, and Shinsou sighed before saying, “She’s home, I dropped her off there myself.”

Shouto practically leaped out of the passenger seat at the last red light before your shared apartment. He was running as fast as he could, too impatient for the elevator he opted for sprinting up the stairs instead. His hands were shaking as he unlocked the apartment door, and he stepped inside to the smell of bleach overwhelming him… And your shoes and your dress from last dropped by the front door. Shouto fixed your shoes, and picked up your dress as he made his way down the hall to your room.

Shouto felt the entire world lift off his shoulders when he saw you curled up in your bed. Your soft snores filled his ears and he dropped your dress in your laundry basket before went and sat on your bed. Your hair was damp and in tangles. Your pillow was soaked. He wanted to wake you up and scold you, and tell you that you were going to catch a cold sleeping like that. Instead though, he opted for gently letting his fingers touch your face.

You shifted a little at the sudden cold touch on your face, and your eyes peeled open a bit to see Shouto sitting next you. For a minute, you didn’t remember anything that happened. All you saw was the man you loved, looking at you like you were the only thing that mattered in the world. Then the memories sunk in, of the previous night, and seeing that girl just hours prior. Your throat tightened up, and you shifted a little.

“You scared me,” Shouto sounded like he was scolding you, “When I couldn’t find you last night I thought something had happened to you,”

“I’m surprised you had time to worry,” Your words were so quiet, but they shocked him nonetheless.

“What do you mean?” Shouto’s eyebrows creased in the middle, “Did you stay with Shinsou? He said he dropped you off at home,”

“I did,” Your words were dry, and when you sat up Shouto finally noticed that you had been crying. Your eyes were red, and your lips looked like you had been nervously peeling the skin off of them. His heart sank a little, something had upset you and he wasn’t there to help.

“What happened?” Shouto whispered, and his hand reached out to grab yours. For the first time ever though, you pulled it away from him. Out of his grasp.

“Did you have fun after I left?” You hated that you sounded like a jealous lover. You were definitely jealous, but you weren’t a lover.

“No?” Shouto tilted his head, “No, I didn’t even notice you had left,”

“Yeah, I mean from the looks of this morning, your hands must’ve been pretty full,” You sounded angry, and Shouto was confused as to why.

Why were you upset with him for looking for you? Did you two have something planned?

“Well, I know I don’t usually work Sundays but I made an exception for today because-”

“Because you needed a way out of your one night stand? She left you a note by the way, with her number on it, maybe you should go bother her,” You snapped, and Shouto sat back a little. He was trying to read the situation, trying to read you. All he could pick out though, was that he was bothering you? Bothering you because he cares

“I didn’t realize that looking for you all night and all morning was bothering you?” He scoffed, “I mean you just disappeared last night, and I couldn’t find you anywhere so I,”

“Took home another girl instead? Since you would have the apartment to yourself?” You didn’t even let him finish the sentence, which just frustrated him even more.

“What? No,” Shouto stood up and looked at you, and you laughed. Actually laughed at him, before you stood up too.

“I mean hey it’s fine, she looked great, so I bet you had a good time,” You scoffed crossing your arms, “If you want to start doing that more often don’t let me stop you,”

“What are you even fucking talking about?!” Shouto finally snapped, the frustrating and confusion getting to him, “You think I had a good night?! I spent the entire night waiting for you to come back, then when you didn’t I spent my entire morning and afternoon trying my best to convince myself that you weren’t dead! Why are you mad about that?!”

You blinked a few times, “Because I came home to our fucking apartment after telling you I was in love with you, to find another girl walking around half naked!”

“Her being naked was a shock for me too! Imagine how I felt when I turned around and her dress was gone!”

“Judging by the state of your bed, and the note on it, you didn’t seem to mind it!” You were both confused, tired, and angry. Shouto was looking you over, like he was trying to assess you like you were some work problem. In usual fashion, you could see the pieces start to add up as his eyebrows unclenched. Shouto took a deep breath.

“I didn’t have sex with that girl, she was crying outside of the bar that I went to look for you at, and I offered to let her sleep in my bed,” Shouto explained the situation, and now it was your turn to feel stupid. You wanted to crawl back into your bed and hide from him like a scared little kid. You opted for just sitting down though, and he followed you in doing so.

There was a moment of silence as you tried to digest the embarrassment of how you just acted, “I don’t blame you, I supposed if I would have shown up at Shinsou’s and found you there I would’ve made the same conclusions about the two of you,”

“I stayed there, but nothing happened between the two of us,” You whispered, picking at your sheets slightly. There was another bit of silence before Shouto finally took a deep breath and turned himself completely towards you.

“I love you,” Your eyes snapped up to meet his, “I am in love with you, and have been since I was sixteen, I didn’t say anything about it because the person who started pushing me towards realizing it was Dabi, when he mentioned you being my weak spot,

I didn’t know what that meant at first, but I knew after he pointed that out I just wanted to be around you even more than I already was, I didn’t even realize what the feelings were that I was having towards you until Midoriya explained it to me, but then I was just too.. Too scared to even say anything about how I felt, because I had never felt that way before, so then instead I just kept you even closer to me, brought you around my family and watched the way you molded with them,

At dinner yesterday Natsuo finally convinced me that it was time for me to man up and tell you how I felt and I was going to at the lake, but you were talking so fast and I couldn’t even process what was happening until I couldn’t find you anymore and I started to get scared that I lost you,”

Shouto was looking right at you, not once breaking eye contact while he spoke every thought that was in his mind. You blinked a few times, and tried to force yourself to say something. Shouto fidgeted nervously.

“If you were telling the truth last night, and you didn’t mean what you said me then that’s okay and I won’t hold it against you, but if you did..”

You couldn’t find the words to say, so instead you sat up a little and glanced at his lips. He caught the subtle look, and as if it was second nature to him gathered what you were hinting at. What you wanted to do but you were simply too scared to. So instead, he placed a warm hand flat against your jaw and gently moved in closer. Both of you were hesitating, both of you watched the other for any kind of tell that maybe it shouldn’t happen. Shouto was surprisingly the first one to close the gap between you two, and pressed his lips softly against yours.

The kiss was gentle at first, his lips slotting against yours as if they were always meant to be there. His hand stayed on your jaw for a moment before finally sliding to the back of your tangled and damp hair, pulling you closer while always pulling himself closer to you. Both of your hands mimicked his, as you slid them to the base of his neck holding him in place. Shouto shivered a little, at the feeling of your nails gently scrapping the nape of his neck. His free hand snaked around your waist to pull you against him even more.

“Not close enough,” Shouto complained against your lips, and you let out that little laugh that loved more than anything. He went into kiss you again, but you tried to hold him back so you could tell him you felt the same way. So you could tell him you loved him too. He was a fighter though, and kept pressing his lips against yours.

“Sho,” You giggled again, and finally placed both of your hands on his face, “Let me talk,”

For the first time in knowing him, you saw Shouto Todoroki actually pout at the fact he wasn’t getting his way, “Hurry, need more of that..”

His words sent a shiver up your spine, and goosebumps formed on your arms, “I love you too, Shouto Todoroki, I always have, and I promise you I always will,”

His pouting lips tugged up into a small grin that made your heart melt, he pressed his forehead to yours before he whispered, “I have.. I have a lot to learn about this, about loving someone like this, so please.. Be patient with me?”

“I’ve been patient for five years waiting for you to even give a hint that I was more than a friend, I can be patient with you learning how to navigate me being your girlfriend,” Your thumb rubbed just below his scar, and his eyes opened up again to look at you, “I mean if you want me to be your girlfriend,”

“I want you to be my.. You are my everything,” Shouto breathed out, the words making you both feeling giddy inside, “Your minute is up though.”

Shouto pressed his lips against yours again, this time with a little more force. The two of you eventually were laying in your bed together, still letting the occasional lazy kiss turn into a make out session. Both of you just wrapped up in one another, as comfortable feeling settled between you both that you were together.. Finally.

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shotosjupiter · 2 years

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ONLY FRIENDS — S. TODOROKI

synopsis: shoto's always yearned for your love. with the entrance of tenya iida's presence in your life, it might just give shoto the push to finally confess to you.

word count: 3.3k

warnings: university! au, gn! reader, best friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, shoto and reader are both idiots, lots of intense pining, cliche as hell, cursing, a little ooc shoto?, and yeah i can't think of anything else lmk if i'm missing anything!

— playlist here.

SHOTO’S back absolutely ached. He had been hunched over the table in the library for the past two hours trying to process the organic chemistry that laid in front of him like hieroglyphics. Beside him, you were twirling your pen fervently, as you took in the equation in front of you. The exam for your organic chemistry class was only two days away and neither of you had managed to study enough to scrape a passing grade for the test.

His head hurt as he stared at the problem longer, hoping something would click in his head and he would know how to finally solve the problem. He opened his mouth to ask you to explain it to him (seeming as you seemed to know much more than him) when you nudged him hard in his side. Shoto let out an “Oof!” only for you to shush him in response and say, “Look! It’s Iida, he would know what to do, let’s go ask him.”

Shoto glanced up to see the robotic man himself settle down a few tables down where they were sat. Before him, with no surprise, were also textbooks of organic chemistry and tons of studying material. Shoto glances at your eagerness and shrugged, “You go, don’t feel like talking much right now.” He nodded in Iida’s direction and promptly went back to staring at the compounds on his notebook.

Shrugging, you go sit next to Iida and nudge him shyly, “Iida… could you help me study for organic chemistry? If it’s not too much of a bother of course!” You stammered, feeling nervous instantly as his sharp gaze settles on you.

He smiles kindly and nods, “Of course, Y/N! Classmates should help each other always, I’m glad to be of assistance. What do you need help with?” Iida leaned over, taking a glimpse of your neat notes. You flushed with the proximity of his presence — he was so close you could smell the cologne he was wearing (it smelled heavenly) and your shoulders were practically touching. You stared at his face only to find his staring right back at yours. “Y/N?”

“Oh! I… well, I kind of need help with the entire unit we’ve been learning?” You scratched the back of your neck in awkwardness, “It’s okay if you don’t want to help me; I know it’s a lot and-”

“No! I want to help you, I need to review this whole unit anyways so it’ll help me too!” Iida leaned back in his seat as he lent you a kind smile. You smiled back in response and thanked him in response.

A few tables across, Shoto watched the entire interaction with a cold stare. An odd feeling was settling in his chest as he watched the two of you interact. His heart twisted and turned in emotions as he watched you smile and laugh with Iida.

A book clattering to the floor snapped his attention back to the chemistry right in front of him. He scoffed to himself, some chemistry they have. He picked up the book and once more went back to staring at the carbon compounds and the paragraphs of explanations. He heard you giggle once more, and his head snapped up. Shoto gritted his teeth as he started to pack up his books back into his backpack and settled his headphones over his head in a desperate attempt to drown out the noise that caused his heart to flip.

He had one step out of the library door when he heard his name being called despite the music playing in his ears. You had a concerned look on your face, turned in your seat to look at Shoto. “Where are you going, Sho?” You asked.

Shoto felt his heart thaw at the nickname (his heart was going through some major movement lately) and smiled at you. “Just tired, Y/N, I’m gonna take a nap in my dorm, don’t worry about me. Text me when you’re done studying.”

You nodded with a frown and watched as Shoto walked away with a wave, a hand in his pocket, and his backpack slung haphazardly over his shoulder.

Shoto collapsed onto his bed, a groan escaping his lips. He replays the scene from the library in his head over and over, overanalyzing every word and touch. He squeezes the matted teddy bear lying in his bed in frustration, this wasn’t fair.

Shoto believed he was cursed, truly. Now, he wasn’t one to complain about his life pities, but how does one get this much bad luck in one lifetime? His never-ending crush on you still crept onto his university life, which was deemed rather unfortunate to Shoto; not because you were some bad person, no, but rather you would just never see Shoto in a romantic light.

He had tried, don’t get him wrong, in his high school years he had tried his hardest to change your perspective of him into one that was romantic as subtly as possible — it hadn’t worked. Shoto had simply accepted that he would forever be your best friend. Nothing more, nothing less. But that didn’t mean that his feelings for you had taken any pause. Rather, they grew in such an intensity that when he looked at you he felt as if you were simply a creation of the heavens bestowed on the Earth as a gift.

You were- are his first and only love. However, all this didn’t hold much meaning other than it being the current cause of his inner turmoil. Shoto raised the volume of the music blaring through his headphones, wallowing within his self-pity when Yaoyorozu walks in through the door of his dorm room. “Todoroki can I have my notes ba- what’s the matter?”

Yaoyorozu was always one to fret over her friends and Shoto was no exception. It almost seemed like a raincloud was persisting its way onto Shoto’s pathway. He lay there in a starfish position, eyes closed shut and a look of angst across his face. He peeked one eye open to gaze at Yaoyorozu, and sighed.

Silently, he scooted a bit over on his bed to make space for Yaoyorozu to sit next to him as he murmured, “Y/N…Iida…I don’t know what’s wrong with me, Yaoyorozu. I just saw them being close with each other and something about it made me so annoyed and all this just sucks! I hate being in love so much.”

He stared ahead of him for a second, and then slapped his hands over his face, groaning. “I don’t know what to do! Yaoyorozu, what do I do?”

Yaoyorozu stared at the mess of a boy Shoto was, and couldn’t help but laugh internally. It was funny how stoic he seemed to anyone who didn’t know him, and yet before her was someone who was drowning in a heap of emotions he didn’t know what to do with.

“You already know what I’m going to say, I don’t know why you ask every time. You have to confess to them, didn’t I tell you? There’s no other way, your feelings aren’t just going to disappear y’know,”

Shoto opened his mouth to counter her point but she was already on his trail, predicting what he was going to say before it had even left his mouth, “Don’t tell me you can’t. You’re not going to get anywhere like this. Come back to me when you’ve confessed to them. Bring my notes back too while you’re at it.”

Yaoyorozu left as quick as she came, shutting the door to his dorm room quietly leaving Shoto to once again wallow in his thoughts. Should he confess? Or were you already past the stage of looking at him as a potential romantic endeavor? Would he always just be your best friend? Nothing more, nothing less?

Shoto waited by the steps of your dormitory, as the chill slowly seeped into his bones. You came out speeding towards him with your arms open as you enveloped him into a hug. Shoto could feel his heartbeat speed up as he felt your arms wrap around his ribcage and the warmth of your body aligning with his coldness. He slowly reciprocated your hug, gliding his hands to your back to hold you close to him.

You greeted him with the same cheerfulness you always presented to him, as the two of you released the grasp on each other and started walking to your ultimate destination.

Shoto has asked to hang out under the guise of needing company to get more studying supplies and you had agreed if only he bought you some coffee on the way. The real reason Shoto had asked to spend time with you? (Besides the fact that he craved your presence) The words Yaoyorozu had left with him seemed to finally leave a lasting impression on him, and it was all he could think of. Maybe this was his time to confess.

You continued talking about your history professor and his weird antics when you noticed Shoto seemingly zoning out, “Shoto? Sho, hey! Are you-”

“Could we sit down? There’s something I want to talk to you about.” He interjected quietly, his face flushed either from the cold or the upcoming conversation.

Sensing the serious mood, you nodded and led him towards the nearest bench you could find for the two of you. Once seated, you gestured at him to continue with what he wanted to say.

“I’ve been thinking a lot about us recently and there’s something really important I want to say concerning us. I think- no I know that I’m-”

A loud ding! sound came from your coat pocket, interrupting Shoto from his long-last admission. Sheepishly, you checked your phone to silence it only for a loud gasp to leave you. You stood quickly from your seat, as you switched your weight from foot to foot. “Sho, I’m really sorry but I promised Tenya that I would help him with his chemistry project and I completely forgot. I promise we’ll continue this conversation later, okay? I promise you.” You left with a quick hug and a wave and went running back in the direction of the dorms before Shoto could even process what has just happened.

The first thing that he processed was not the fact that he has just been abandoned by his best friend but rather the fact that you now referred to Iida as Tenya now. He was Tenya now, huh?

Shoto let out a breath as he pushed his head back against the bench, a hand over his temple to stop the upcoming headache from building. The anxiety in his chest from the prospect of confessing was still flowing throughout his body system, as he tried to take in what just happened. You just…ditched him? How was he meant to confess like this?

The wind blew harshly against his, blowing his bangs in his face as he thought of what Yaoyorozu would tell him now as advice. Try again. Try again and again until you finally confess and get the message across. It’s only fair to yourself.

And so that’s what Shoto decided to do. He would try again. He will try again. He will confess to you.

Except he didn’t. He didn’t confess to you.

He never got the chance to. Every time he invited you to a place, you had to flee to help Iida with something. Any time he managed to find a moment of opportunity with you, Iida managed to pop up somehow. Even now you barely had a slice of time in your calendar for him, your best friend.

Frankly, Shoto was sick of this Iida fellow. For fucks sake forget a confession, he just wanted his best friend back. He had barely seen you for the past two weeks, without the mention or escape of Iida coming up.

His heart thumped horribly with envy. He missed you. He just wanted to hear your voice again. There was a scrapful of texts the two of you had exchanged over the course of two weeks, and it was all Shoto could hold on to. Had you decided that you no longer wanted to be friends with him? That Shoto was not worth sparing even platonic feelings for? That…Iida was better than him?

He felt the sting of tears build up in the backs of his eyes and a small lump grow in his throat as his thoughts built larger and larger. He fiddled with the wire of his earbuds as he walked into the dorm building, shoulders drooped in despair.

Sensing the number of people who had their eyes on him he decided to speed up his pace, desperate to flee any prying eyes. He didn’t cry in front of people.

“Shoto! Shoto, hey-”

He heard you calling out his name, and he tripled his pace from before. This was the one time he didn’t want to encounter you. He couldn’t stand you seeing him crying like this. He couldn’t muster an explanation fast enough.

Slamming the door to his dorm as quickly as possible, Shoto slid down the door to the rough carpet. He hoped you thought he hadn’t heard you and that he wasn’t ignoring you. Hot tears slid down his cheeks as he breathed deep. Maybe avoiding you was the best option right now; not that you made it difficult, you didn’t seem to have much time for him anyways.

The cycle continued like that. Or maybe it had been switched around. At first, it had appeared as if you didn’t have time for him and now it seemed as if Shoto didn’t have time for you. Any possible sight or sound of you led to him fleeing the scene in the quickest fashion possible. He saw you try to reach out to him, calling out his name, knocking on his dorm room, leaving texts, but he left it all unanswered. It was better this way.

Your mere presence made his heart ache like no other. It was a lose-lose situation in his opinion - seeing you made his heart hiccup with hurt and took his breath away and yet not seeing you made his hurt intensify in a manner he couldn’t even begin to process. He ached for you, he missed you how the stars missed the moon after a long day.

He supposed maybe it was too much to ask the world that maybe you missed him just the same.

The atmosphere of the library was peaceful. There was heavy rain washing down the windows, and the sounds of pages being turned a few tables down. Then, just as suddenly, there was the sound of the library door being banged open as you came storming in, looking like a person on a mission.

Upon seeing your determined figure speeding its way towards him, Shoto started rushedly packing his things back in his bag, swung it over his shoulder, and started speed-walking to the exit.

He had almost made it, a foot out the door of the library when he felt a hand grasp the straps of his bag and pull him back. “Why have you been avoiding me?” you asked with a tight grip on his bag in fear that he might run away from you.

Shoto glanced back to see a furious expression across your face, and a few curious faces looking up at the two of you from the library tables. He grasped your hand quickly, dragging you out of the building and taking you to the front steps of the library with the rain still pouring in showers next to the pair of you.

“Listen-”

“Did I do something wrong?”

You both started talking at the same time and stopped. A moment passed as the two of you stared at each other, and then laughter escaped both of you. For a second, just a second, the tension had disappeared and Shoto swore he felt the lightness in his sternum.

He started speaking again as you gestured for him to continue, “I just… I needed space.”

Grimacing at his words, he opened his mouth to continue and then thought better of it. Any more, and he would let loose his confession and all the feelings he left buried within his heart.

A frown indented your face as you implored him to explain more, “Why didn’t you just tell me? Why did you avoid me only? Is there anything I can do?”

Shoto winced at the pure concern on your face. He watched as you continued talking, offering any way you could help him, if he needed anything from you, and then he heard his name.

“Iida said-”

“I don’t care.” He spat out. It was uncontrollable and a horrible feeling but he felt like the envy was consuming him whole. He didn’t care. He didn’t care about what Iida said. All he cared about was you.

“I beg your pardon?”

Shoto felt the sting in the back of his eyes again as he swallowed. Now or never. “I don’t care. I don’t care about him. I didn’t want space from you, all I wanted was to be next to you, but you didn’t seem to want me with you. You…you were always with Iida and I just couldn’t stand it. You look happy with him and I don’t want to be the one blocking that for you.”

He paused for a second, taking in your shocked expression, and forced himself to continue. Cautious hands wrapped around you, as he held your palms in his hands. “But I love you. I love you so much. You’re all I want and I’ve been trying to tell you that for weeks. I know you don’t feel the same but God, I’ve been dying to tell you this and-”

He gets cut off with the press of your lips against his. You pull the collar of his shirt and tug him towards you, your hands straying up to his neck. Shoto gasps against your lips as his hands tentatively wrap around your waist, pulling you flush against him till you were chest to chest. He felt your mouth hot against his as he held you close. You cup his face with your hands as you pull away from him as you look at him with adoration in your eyes and your breath ragged.

“You’re an idiot.” Is all that comes out of your mouth.

Shoto stares at you bewildered, eyes widened as he gapes at you. His hands were still wrapped around your waist and were tracing slow circles onto your back. “I’m sorry?” He says, still confused as to what just occurred.

“I love you, you idiot. I was stuck to Iida all this time because I was getting his help to make a plan to confess to you. Here you are talking about blocking my happiness, but you are my happiness. I want you and only you, Sho.”

The slow circles on your back stopped suddenly. Shoto stared at you, looking even more confused than before. “You… love me?” he asked quietly.

You nodded with a smile across your face. There was a moment of silence between the two of you with only the rain as the filled the gaps of things left unsaid. Then, just as quickly, Shoto knelt his face down towards you as he kissed you. Again and again. He left kisses across your cheeks, forehead, eyelids, nose, and the corners of your lips. With each kiss was the muttering of “I love you,” left across your skin.

He lifted a hand to hold your face, only tenderness living inside his body. “Say it again,” he prompted you.

“I love you, Shoto.”

With that, he kissed you. He kissed you with his whole heart’s desire pushed into one kiss. He would never let you go if it came to that, he thought. He would never let such happiness slip from his fingers. Never again.

As the two of you broke apart, Shoto felt you lift his hand up and leave a tender kiss upon his scarred knuckles. He finally felt content, a feeling he had been chasing for such a long time. He gazed at the rain pouring down by the steps and let out a laugh. Maybe he’d even thank Iida for his help. Maybe.

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sugolara · 1 year

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𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚

feat. shoto todoroki x fem! reader

cw: angst

˗ˏˋ+ ´ˎ- leaving y/n a series of voicemails, shoto doesn't know when to let you go.

❝all your empty words mean nothing.❞

+ empty words by bowery electric

katsuki's ver. || alt continuation: @constanciandrea

you have one new voicemail!

"i saw you today. for the first time since... then. i couldn't tear my eyes away from your body. you looked beautiful, like the first time i saw you. i wanted to hold you. hug you. kiss you. but i couldn't. you looked so at peace, laying in your coffin. were you at peace? i like to hope so. i miss you, y/n.

"i'm sorry i wasn't there to save you when you needed me. i'm sorry i was so late. i'm sorry i had to watch your body decay and explode. i'm sorry that you died to save a civilian and put yourself at risk. i'm sorry that we all had to watch your confused face as you slowly fell apart.

"do you think you can ever forgive me?"

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"there's this girl. she's new. she reminds me of you. she came from america to replace you. at least that's what i think. but, aizawa says that she's here because a pro hero had recommended her. i think it's their way of saying sorry for your lost classmate.

"my eyes can't help but linger at her. i catch myself looking at her when she's not staring. she looks a lot like you. but she has different hair. and her personality is the opposite of you. i don't like her.

"would you talk to me in my sleep tonight?"

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"i'm sorry i haven't called you. aizawa has been keeping us busy with training, and my father is keeping me busy. trying to make up for what he did, trying to make us a family after seeing touya dabi again.

"i know it's been two days, and i can hear your voice telling me it's not a bother, that it's okay. but it's not. i call you just to hear your voice again. i call you just so you can make my heart beat, make it jump in my chest. because i miss feeling it that way.

"do you miss that feeling as well?"

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"i snapped today. midoriya has talked to me after he found out that i'm still keeping contact with you. he says it's not healthy and that i should move on. but what does he know, he still has ururaka. he doesn't know anything.

"i let the words that fall out of bakugo's mouth fall out of mine. i shouldn't have told him those words. the class, and even aizawa, gave me a sympathy look. i hate that look. i hate that they look at me like i'm about to break at any moment.

"would you reassure me that it's okay to keep holding onto you?"

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"i don't know how many times i have to say i'm sorry, but, i'm sorry. it's been three days since i last talked to you. what makes me feel bad is, that i have no excuses.

"i guess... i'm slowly trying to let you go. but it's hard when all i can think about is you laying down next to me. laughing while you tell me stupid jokes that i don't get. i'm so hung up on you.

"do you get hung up on me to?"

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"they started taking down posters of you. but the hall is still filled with your name. everyone still talks about you. even bakugo. surprising, right? he said at your funeral, that you had so much potential. he was even afraid that you were gonna take the number one spot.

"it's funny, because if i had to look really hard, it was almost like he loved you. he stares at your desk sometimes even if he knows that the new girl sits there. i even caught him standing outside of your old dorm room.

"would you have loved him if you weren't with me?"

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"remember that new girl i mentioned, well as it turns out, she left me a note on my desk. no, it wasn't a love note if that's what you were thinking. i guess she saw the eyebags underneath my eyes and my messy hair. she asked me if i was okay.

"i couldn't ignore her. she sounded so much like you. and her eyes. her eyes looked like yours. she stared at me the same way you looked at me. there was a faint thump in my chest as she talked and smiled at me.

"do you think it's okay if i talk to someone else that isn't you?"

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you have one new voicemail!

"i know, i bet you can hear me sighing. it's been, two, or three weeks since i last called you. my heart aches as i think about it longer. but, if you wanted to know, everything is going back to normal. your name no longer lingers in the hallways.

"i think the class is started to forget about you. everyone... seems so cheerful. i think they moved on, accepting your death. but i'm scared. i don't want to forget about you. but the longer i talk to the new girl, i start to... forget.

"if you're wondering why i haven't called, it's because i've been hanging out with the group again, even the new girl. i found out that she has the same style that you do. she dresses like you do. she does everything the exact same way you do.

"would you think i'm unfaithful if i said i'm feeling things?"

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"she called me cute today. i felt my cheeks getting hot, i thought i had activated my quirk, but i didn't. it was cold today, and she forgot her sweater so i let her borrow mine. i liked how she snuggled up towards it, and smiled at me.

"y/n... i think i'm started to move one. and it pains me to say this, but, i think i am in love again. she makes me feel the same things you make me feel. she's beautiful. and if you were here, i'm sure you two would have gotten along.

"she never talks about you though. i assume she knows what happened and decides not to talk about you in order not to trigger me or anyone. i like it though. that she doesn't talk about you.

"do you still love me?"

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"hopefully, for the last time, i'm sorry. another week had gone by and i haven't talked to you. but, i took the new girl on a date. she told me that she liked me, and i... i kissed her. the whole class found out that we were dating. they were proud. i think proud that i had moved on.

''except, for bakugo. he snapped at me when he found out i had moved on. i thought it was because he was jealous of me or something, but no. he called me out, told me that i hadn't moved on. because if i did, then i wouldn't be here standing on your grave giving you these meaningless voicemails.

"and that i only dated the new girl because she looks like you. i think he's the only one who hasn't moved on. the class could tell. i had overhead kirishima telling him to stop calling you. to stop giving you your favorite flowers on your headstone. to stop looking at your photos. to stop looking at the confession he made that he was planning on giving you.

"to be honest, it didn't make me mad that he loved you. i think it ate him up more that it did to me. every time someone mentions you his head whips around, as if trying to look for you. he's still not over you."

"would you have accepted his confession?"

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"i saw your family the other day while i was walking the new girl home. i saw a sign that said 'rent' on your front yard. your house looks empty. they saw me, they smiled and wave as they got in their cars. and drove off, never returning.

"i hoped they moved on."

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"do you think you can ever forgive me? would you talk to me in my sleep tonight? do you miss that feeling as well? would you reassure me that it's okay to keep holding onto you? do you get hung up on me to? would you have loved him if you weren't with me? do you think it's okay if i talked to someone else that isn't you? would you think im unfaithful if i said i'm feeling things? do you still love?

"would you have accepted his confession?"

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"hey, i know. it's been two weeks. but i'm not calling to tell you about my day. as a matter of fact, i called you becasue, i have moved on. i'm letting you go and i hope you can let me go. i found love in you and i will always cherish that.

"i will always love you no matter what. but i no longer need to keep you here. i found love somewhere else. but no matter where you are, i hope that i get to see you someday and hold you one last time.

i love you, y/n. no matter where you are."

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i'm sorry, but the number you have dialed is no longer in service. please dial back again to make sure you have entered the right number. goodbye.

#shoto angst #shoto x y/n #shoto x you #shoto todoroki #mha shouto x reader #todoroki shouto #todoroki x reader #todoroki shōto #mha #mha bakugou #mha shoto #x reader #bnha shoto x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #bnha shoto todoroki #words are strange to me

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hopeyblogs · 2 years

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A forced marriage, certificate for a dedication of love

What are we? Husband and wife? A question that has always blurred out.

"Shoto, your father called a just a few moments ago, he said there will be a family dinner. Both of our families"

He nodded and left. How she wished he would just look once at her, just one word to get the satisfaction of hearing his voice. He feels nothing towards me..

8.30 p.m.

"Y/N! How much I missed you my dear daughter! Oh? Where's Shoto dear?"

"I missed you too mama. Shoto is running late because of some case files, he needed them done by tomorrow" True be told she knew where her 'husband' is...

"Oh! I see, right, come then! The whole family is waiting for the both of you!"

.......

8.50 p.m.

"Dear, It's been 20 minutes. Are you sure Shoto is coming?" Her father questioned.

"It's true, Shoto has always been punctual" Endeavour spoke up.

"Right, I'll give him a call, give me a moment please" She stood up and walked outside.

.......

She stood outside ringing her spouse. Voicemail. Two times. Voicemail. Three times. Decline.

A soft sigh she huffed, with a heavy heart she headed inside.

"Trouble at the office" Shoto voice spoke up behind her.

Seeing his disheveled state, with red lipstick marks, she muster up the courage and look him in the eye.

"Of course" she walked towards him and wiped his neck and lips.

"Just wiping you up. I don't want the family to misunderstand because I'm wearing nude lipstick" her soft voice speaks.

rin-

#bnha #mha imagines #shoto todoroki #x reader #anime #angst #shoto angst #bnha angst #cheated #mha au #wife #draft dump #wife reader

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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i really liked the izuku, shoto and tomura taking it too far in a fight drabble, can i ask for a part 2 with what happens after?

Part One

Notes: looking back on it I actually really loved writing that post too so sure! I ran out of time so I couldn't do Shiggy's!

Warnings: comfort fluff, post argument, mentions of a fight (part one has the actual fight)

Characters involved: Shoto Todoroki, Izuku Midoriya, Shigaraki Tomura

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Shoto Todoroki

After the traumatic incidents of his childhood, Shoto had always sworn to never cry over someone else again, to never let anyone walk over him as his father did and make him such a mess.

Yet that day, as his blurred gaze shifted to the clock on his bedside table, he found himself crying for someone else.

He didn't know any better.

You knew that, and perhaps, that was why you were so used to treading on eggshells and forgiving him for his actions. You would set your boundaries and tell him not to do such a thing again, but at the end of the day, both of you knew you would always forgive him.

You never blamed Shoto for the impact his childhood had on his behaviour, and in a way, that was what made the matter so much worse.

It was what had him finally doing what he should have done the moment you left and racing out his bedroom to reach the dorm's rooftop.

You were watching the sunset.

The sight was almost ethereal, one that had him wishing he had bothered to get his phone with him so that Shoto could capture the rare moment of having two impossibly beautiful things beside each other.

However, it was the feeling of being able to hold you in his arms again that had Shoto letting out a soft sigh as he all but melted just by giving you a back hug.

"I'm sorry."

"I know."

He was quick to turn you around at the reply, with his hand almost automatically moving to cup your damp cheek.

Shoto might have sworn to never be weak enough to cry because of someone again, but it was the sight of you shedding tears because of something he said that had his heart breaking in regret.

"I swear I won't do anything like that again. I'm sorry."

You smiled at that, reaching forward to finally reciprocate his embrace as you muttered a small apology of your own for engaging in the fight.

However, even if things seemed fine to the outside eye, Shoto couldn't help but feel his hold on you tighten as he made a mental promise to never be the reason for your distress again.

Izuku Midoriya

Izuku couldn't help but watch in horror as he saw you walk towards the door.

Move.

His brain yelled the word at him even as his body seemed glued to the same spot almost as if he was scared to approach you and make matters worse.

Move!

And this time he did, with the sound of the door knob turning making him finally rush forward until his hand was resting on top of yours.

"I didn't mean it! I swear I didn't mean it and I'm so sorry-"

"Izuku."

He shook his head at the call of his name, with his grip on your hand tightening in an attempt to make you hear him out.

"-No! You need to understand that I didn't- I would never want to hurt you like that baby I don't what came over me and I'm so, so sorry I could never-"

This time you cut him off by turning back towards him and softly wrapping an arm around his waist, causing him to trail off and reciprocate the gesture.

"We're okay. I'm hurt, sure, but we're still okay."

A small sigh left his form as Izuku allowed himself to relax in your hold. Things weren't alright, in fact, the two of you were far from being fine, but to Izuku, the fact that you were willing to stay was enough.

Because no matter how long it would take for the two of you to get back to normal again, Izuku would always find solace in the fact that you were willing to be by his side even in a moment of pain.

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satorkiees · 11 months

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love at first sight `` ~ ୨୧ ♡ ·

synopsis- prince todoroki is on the quest to find out about his mother's death when he meets you - a mermaid. what will come of it when you both really get to know who the other one actually is?

content: not proofread, the little mermaid au, prince!todoroki x mermaid!reader, gn reader

wc: 1.5k - part 2, part 3

for the todoroki family, being cut off from the wider kingdoms put them at a slight disadvantage in many ways - namely trade. however, whenever endeavour, shoto’s father yabbered on about it, all he could do was daydream about what was beyond their island, what was there to see beyond the walls of the shore.

for you, being underneath the sea was first nature for you, you knew nothing else of it. however, maybe due to you human mother, you had always had a fascination for the human world, for how they worked and lived. though, whenever you mentioned that thought to your father, your relationship became ever-strained. since your mother died at the hands of an unknown man on that island, your father had become cold and distant just like the rest of your 6 sisters. and though you knew humanity was to blame for the death of your mother, you couldn’t help but feel a strong calling towards the surface - towards a new life.

however, as the light shimmered through the clear blue waters, you swam gracefully throughout the sea determined to find more human ‘gizmos' for your ever growing collection in your cavern. your long iridescent tail propelled you throughout the waters, your sea-creature friends following behind you worried. with a mischievous look in your eye, you’d tease a passing school of fish by catching them off-guard before playfully darting away leaving the fish to continue on their journey. the water caressed your skin as you made your way towards another (more recent) shipwreck. carefully, you rummaged through the remains seeing fragments left behind from the humans up above: photos filled with love and adoration, letters that confessed their love for one another explaining concepts like ‘dancing’ which were so foreign to you. hours passed you in a flash and the clear blue waters turned navy but flashes of warm orange light flickered on the service.

enchanted, you made your way to the surface, a sense of never-ending wonder growing bigger inside you by the moment. an array of stimuli hit you at once: the loud booming of bright lights in the sky, exploding stars; fresh air hitting your face; sounds of boisterous men echoing loudly on the boundless expanse of sea. as you approached the festivities, you felt that for once in your life, you were so close to a dream that you had always wished for.

the men on shoto’s ship were loud, boisterous and he could hardly blame them - they were celebrating his birthday after all. january 10th. the weather was colder than usual and as dusk had rolled around, the only lights they had were the warmth of the lanterns strung on the ship. he tried his best to revel in the festivities of the ship however he had a nagging feeling. though his trip from the neighbouring kingdom was successful, he doubted his father would be impressed enough. his father’s assistant - keigo takami - warned him on multiple occasions he should stop living in this fantasy that he’s find something, someone, out here.

shoto was busy essentially brooding in the corner of the ship when takami ushered him to join in on his own festivities.

“it’s your birthday for god’s sake!” takami beginning to slur on his words due to his lack of self control. “ you need to give up on this fantasy of trying to find shit that isn’t there. you’re going to be a king.” though takami said it lightheartedly, built-up anger seethed in his chest. he knew something was out there - something or someone had saved his mother that night many years ago. that night, a beautiful melody rang out throughout his kingdom which echoed throughout his mother’s dying body. she had fallen off the ship but was brought to shore somehow. in his heart, he knew someone had brought her to them and though she never woke up, he was given the grace of never being left wondering about the whereabouts of his mother. through gritted teeth and an unwillingness to fight with keigo, he joined the festivities once again.

you watched all of this play out on the side of the ship, entranced by the events playing out. how they sang and danced and were smiling so bright, it competed with the explosions of stars in the sky. you watched eyes widened, particularly interested in the man they all seemed to be praising. though he tried to reject the contagious festivities in the air, not even he was immune to it, a small smile tugging his lips. he was beautiful you though, his hair was split - one side as white as the pearls in the sea and one side as red as the coral that was plentiful in your home. that prior dream burned inside of you, wanting to be one of them, you had to stop yourself from boarding the ship too. a cute animal had come to you, a black cat, one with the silkiest fur that was quickly taken away from you from a gentle calling from the dual-coloured hair man.

the festivities lasted for hours on end and as you were finally ready to go back to your home under the sea, a turbulent rumbling entered the atmosphere. all of a sudden, the calm waves became violent, hurling themselves against the boat, unbalancing the sailors on the ship. once a boisterous crowd became deathly serious. the sailors struggled to maintain their footing as the vessel tried its best to fend against the crashing waves. torrential rain hurled from the clouds tearing the lanterns from the strings causing an onslaught of fire to dominate the ship. paired with the winds that picked up with an eerie howl which helped the spread of the fire.

“abandon ship!” shoto demanded, his crew immediately following his orders. he searched frantically, making sure everyone was able to get off the ship. you did your best, underneath the water, guiding those towards the ship pushing away excess wood that had been ripped off the ship.

todoroki heard a distant meowing. one he knew well, he made his way towards his inky black cat, athena. quickly, he was able to save her from getting squashed by burning wood. as gently as he could, he hurled her towards his crew which were eagerly waiting for her (and him) to board. underneath, you gently guided athena towards the crew members wishing her a safe travel. the ship became more strained than ever, its timber groaning and creaking in protest, unable to withstand it anymore, it split in two, causing shoto to fall off the other side from the rest of his crew members.

overwhelming. water flooded all of his senses, it consumed him and he had no will to fight back against it. all he could wonder if this is how his mother felt all those years ago. alone and cold but at peace in a way. he lost consciousness, the thought of those who he loved easing him into a deep sleep.

adrenaline was present in every fibre of your body as you grabbed the dual hair coloured man and brought him to shore. you stayed with him till daylight (after making sure he would be okay till help arrived in the morning) admiring his features and how the rising sunset kissed them so gently. and as the sun rose, you sang your siren song to call the other sailors over to come and find him. a sense of disappointment washed over you as you were coming to the end of your song as the man interlaced his fingers with yours, becoming more conscious by the moment. though not fully awake, as he locked eyes with you, he felt as though his whole spirit had been restored and time had stopped completely so he could take you in. you were beautiful, stunning, the finest person he had ever seen. it felt like the atoms in the universe had conspired so they could be together, their souls respectively noticing something profound in one another.

though, he was too weak to convince you to stay, you hurried away, giving him a final squeeze and a quiet ‘good luck’. as soon as you left, time returned to its steady march continuing on as it did prior. and as he drifted back into a deep sleep, he could only see the way your kind eyes locked with his own.

a/n - requests are open!!!!! also i loved the new movie. i want prince eric rn

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yesitsmewhataboutit · 2 years

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Hiiiii, so don't know if this is where I can request.. :/, so if you don't want to take this request that's fine. But I saw your todoroki fic.. and I thought maybe you can do a fic of todoroki x reader where todoroki has a fear of thunderstorms.. cuz u know loud noises and all that. So reader comforts Todoroki. Just like a really fluffy fic :)

(Sorry if this was confusing, perfectly fine if you don't want to do this)

:))

Rain, Rain, Go Away

»»——⍟——««A/n: I was working on this and then lost the request and was super confused

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You knew the forecast is to rain today, but you didn't think much of it. It's not scheduled until way into the night, and you'd already be asleep. All you had to do was make sure you and Shoto's phones are charged just in case the power goes out.

Shoto comes home, you eat dinner and watch a movie, ending the night cuddling in bed as you both start slipping into unconsciousness. It only is lightly raining when Shoto turn's the tv off, settling down to spoon you and go to sleep.

Shoto doesn't mind the rain. The sounds of the heavy water hitting the bedroom window he finds the sound calming as he latches on to the sound in his mind, and it carries him to sleep. The problem; is the thunder. The first crack makes Shoto jump, startling him awake after only being asleep for about two hours.

He jumps, instantly jolting against your back as he sits up. Shoto looks around the room, then another crack of thunder sounds, and he jumps again, this time holding his breath and looking at the window, understanding that it must be a thunderstorm.

He brought his attention to you, looking down at you to make sure his movements didn't wake you. He didn't, and he lets out a slow sigh, relaxing back against you and squeezing his eyes shut, his arm tightening over you a bit and pulling you closer.

He takes a few slow breaths, trying to calm his nerves and get back asleep, but it's no use. The thunder isn't letting up, and suddenly the pater of the heavy rain isn't as calming as it was. All Shoto wants is to go to sleep, but he can't the rain and thunder keeping him awake, his nerves all over the place, and he can feel his eyes filling with tears.

After yet another crack of thunder, which frankly felt a little too close to your little shared home, Shoto hides his head in your neck, sad whimpers coming out of his throat.

"Y/n." He doesn't want to wake you, but he has no choice. "Y/n." His voice is quiet, calling for you, and any other time you probably wouldn't have heard him, but something deep in you switched like you knew he needed you, and you were awake right away.

"Shoto? Shoto, what's wrong?" you mumble and turn around to him, pulling him to hide in your neck.

"It's loud," he says, his voice cracking.

"Aww, baby," you coo to him, running your hands through his hair and taking note of the way he holds on tighter to you each time another crack of thunder sounds. Who knew a pro-hero could be so scared of something as simple as a loud noise?

You move slowly, reaching your hand into the table next to you to grab the headphones you knew you stashed there. You'd gotten them for Shoto during when you were getting work done on the house, and all the construction noise was a little too much for him. They weren't exactly noise canceling, but they're good enough.

You sit up and pull away from him for a second, giving him a gentle smile when he looks up at you with wide glossed-over eyes. You lean in, giving him a quick peck on his lips before leaning back again and sliding the headphones over his eyes.

You sit up fully, getting comfortable and motioning for him to move his head onto your lap, settling your hand in his hair when he does. You stay like that, massaging his head and watching as he lays there curled up against you, his eyes slowly closing. You can't help the ghost of a smile that forms on your lips.

This may not be the ideal situation, yet it's perfect.

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Ahem: @izukuisbaby

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thelittlewriter · 2 years

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Nightmares

Pairing : Shoto x Reader

Shoto wasn't the type to show affection. He was the "silent type", as you liked to call him. He wondered what it meant. He was rather talkative to you, at least more than with anybody else. He shared his story with you, his goals and some of his fears. Most of those he had hidden from you were about you. His job as a hero made him a little bit paranoid. You called that "protective", but he knew what it was. Seeing so many people hurt, in danger, or even dead, he couldn't help but to fear it might happen to you too. He wanted to think that he was strong enough to protect you, that you were never in danger to begin with, but he couldn't stop these thoughts when he was asleep. It was the exact same nightmare everytime.

You were in danger and he couldn't protect you.

He started to fear leaving for work, leaving you alone. Then, he had started to fear going home, and find you hurt. Now, he was afraid of going to sleep. He couldn't protect you when he was asleep. And he had been dreaming of your death more and more often.

He didn't want to bother you with those fears. He couldn't tell you about them because they were about you.

But you still felt something was wrong. His breath was short when he was coming back home, as if he had run home. His dark circles were getting bigger and bigger, but he laid down in bed next to you every night. You wondered if he was overworking. You couldn't really stop him from going and saving people, but you made everything so he could be comfortable when he was with you.

That night, you fell asleep early and you didn't get to greet Shoto when he came home. You woke up in the middle of the night. He was asleep next to you, holding you tight. You weren't sleepy anymore, but you liked being in his arms.

After a few minutes, you decided to get up and drink water. You couldn't just stay still and wait, and you didn't want to wake him up either. You decided you would go there once you were a little more sleepy.

You didn't want to turn the light of the kitchen on, fearing it might wake your boyfriend up. You poured yourself a glass of water in the dark, only light up by the outzide lights.

- Y/N ?

You heard a loud scream. You recognized your boyfriend's voice.

- Shoto ? I'm here !

You heard a loud banging. He had knocked the door open.

- Y/N ? you heard him scream again.

Didn't he hear you the first time ? Or was he still asleep ?

You heard him run to the kitchen. He turned on the light. His eyes met yours and all you saw was fear. Intense fear.

- I'm here, you said slowly.

You could hear him breathe loudly, like it was hard to do so.

- I'm here, you repeated.

You walked to him. When you were right in front of him, you heard him say with difficulty :

- I thought you were gone.

And then, he fell right into your arms. You both fell on the ground. He wasn't moving, his eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful that you it looked like he wasn't panicked a minute ago. You realized it had been a while since you had seen him like this, and you wondered how long it has been since the last time he really slept. You didn't dare to move. You thought about his words.

Gone ? Did he think that you had left the house or that you were...

You shook your head. You had to talk about it with him in the morning. You could still remember the panic in his eyes, so different to how he usually looked. You had notice he had been more on edge lately, but you didn't know it was eating his soul that much.

His eyes suddenly flashed open.

- Y/N, he said with a much more relaxed voice.

You smiled at his tired face.

- You're OK, he only said.

You nodded.

- Of course, I am.

He got up, holding your hand.

- Let's go back to bed, he simply said.

You didn't object as he dragged you to your bedroom. When you were both in bed, you decided to ask :

- Do you wanna talk about it ?

He was still holding your hand. Like he couldn't let go.

- It's nothing, I just... have nightmares.

- Do you wanna talk about it ? you repeated.

- No, he quickly said.

There was a silence. You moved closer to him, to get in his arms. It was fine even if he didn't want to talk about it. You would still be there for him. He knew that, but maybe he forgot for a little moment.

- You die. Every single time.

You didn't say anything.

- Sometimes I wake up right away, and you're in my arms. When I don't, I'm forced to leave in a world where you're not with me anymore.

You heard him sniff.

- It's always my fault. I can't protect you.

Finally, you said :

- It's not real. You don't need to protect me.

- But what if I have to and I don't make it ?

- I don't know what you've seen but I know the world is scary and dangerous. It has always been and it probably always will be but no matter what, we'll face it together. I will always be by your side.

He nodded, even though you probably couldn't see it. He wished he had told you about his worries sooner, he wished he went to your warm and reassuring arms sooner.

He remembered all those night, when he woke up and waited to hear your soft breath. He would hear it every single day. He would see your sweet sleeping face every single morning, he would feel you when you hugged him when he got back from work.

He hugged you tighter. Tighter and tighter.

- Is everything ok ? you asked.

You sounded like you were suffocating, but still didn't want to let you go. He was still shaking from the shock of his nightmare.

- I... I just...

He couldn't even speak anymore. He had a big lump in his throat that stopped it from doing it.

- It's fine, I'm here.

The lump disappeared when he finally let out a sob. You caressed his cheek.

- I'll always be there.

You didn't stop comforting him until he fell asleep. You stayed awake all night, making sure he got a good night sleep.

Hello ! I got very busy but I'm writing again ! I actually wrote that about a month ago and I don't know why I didn't post it but I hope you liked it ! Have a great day !

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❤︎𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕠𝕪 𝕚𝕤 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖❤︎

Part 1 part 2

Toxic!Shoto Todoroki x femReader

Warning: Angst, jealousy, toxic relationship, toxic Shoto, kinda toxic reader, arguments, party, depression episodes, idgaf-ish reader(tried to make her like Jade West), shit gets real later next part

Notes: reader was made in the image of me who is British so for anyone confused by her then hopefully that explains it, ignore any mistakes plz, I'll hopefully make a playlist later on so I'll link it, definitely will have multiple parts and enjoy!

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"𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅"

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A plethora of texts swrom my phone, ding after ding causing my blood to boil more. It's barley 8am and all ready people are up and texting each other, couldn't be me. Regardless of my thought's I put down my masscera wand and pick my phone being greated by my lock screen, a picture of Shoto. I clicked on the notification noticeing that it was from Mina and Denki in our group chat. Having to re-read the messages due to not paying full attention I came to the conclusion that they were telling me about some new girl, or atleast someone new to them. Not adding to the conversation (like always) I put my phone down and finish my make up.

Time skip ~

The walk from my dorm room to the kitchen was short as it was on the second floor near the stair, pretty handy if you ask me. Izuku and Uraraka greater me with bright smiles on their faces and hot chocolate in their hands due to the decrease in the temperature, I wave back to them with a tired smile. My breakfast was short as I wasn't necessarily hungry and I had no one really to talk to, Mina was in her room, Denki was attempting to flirt with Jiro, Bakugo was in a one sided argument with Kirishima, Sero was outside having a fag (I'm British chill) and Shoto has been avoiding me.

My plans for today where short as I just need to get a couple essential thing like a new perfume and concealer from a drug store and it was Saturday so we didn't have any lessons so I just head straight back to my room to get my shoes, coat and bag after washing my dishes. I pick up my toat bag with my perse, lip balm and headphone already in it, pick some white and sage green sneakers and grabbed my phone from my desk, placing it in my bag. Leaving my dorm room I grabbed my black coat and grey hoodie to put on as it was freezing tits outside and locked up.

Walking down the hall I grabbed my Bluetooth headphone and connected them to my phone, avoiding obstacles in the way. I got to the front door and waved Denki and Jiro off as they were nearest, Jiro asked where I was going and I explain to her my schedule for the day. The walk out of campus was cold but refreshing, calm and soothing like I wasn't a student who attend the top hero school in the country where villains have attempted and succeed attack multiple times, just chilling with the clear cold sky and some good music.

Time skip~

'Leaving a shop after tackling social anxiety is a feeling ill never get use to' is a thoguth I often think about after a couple minutes of walking home. I have obtained the perfume, concealer and a couple more, I just couldn't help my self. The sky have dimmed a bit now but the air still felt fresh and new, music still bring joy into my life like no one ever could however a one song had got me thinking which is never good. 'maybe I over reacted' 'maybe hes was right' 'maybe I should trust him' 'maybe I was wrong'. I quickly whipped those thought from my head, 'I'm not in the wrong, I know how untrustful people can be, even if he's my boyfriend it's not just him I don't trust, it everyone else too'.

Without realising it I had made my way back to campus where I waved at people I knew as I passed them. Feeling a slightly tired due to the time of day (9:43) I knew when I got to the dorms I would have a nice long nap however that dream was cut short. As soon as I stepped into the dorms Sero came up to me: "how have you been y/n?" he had a cheery smile one his face and I knew. "What do you know that I don't?" the question startled him, but that was expected. "What do you mean-Oh wait you mean him-" "no I mean the cure for Cancer- Of Course I Mean Him!"

Sero took a couple steeps back giving me more room, hands raising above his head in defence "all I know is that he's mad at you, well he looked irritated but you could tell he was mad-" before Sero could finished I had already started my asent to Shoto's room. Loud stomps could be heard all over the dorm leaving people looking at me and then to Sero, who just gave a srug.

The stomps abruptly stop as I stared at my 'BeLOveD bOYfrIEnd' door. Closing my eyes and taking a couple breaths, I lifted my fist to the wood and let it linger. 4 seconds later my eyes abruptly open and my fist banged against the poor door, 'gosh this door has seen things'. From behind the door I could hear a rather loud sight and reluctant steps approach. The door screached open revealing the beautiful duo eyes that I had been craving to stear at again for the longest time. However my mind was swiftly snapped out of it haze over my boyfriend feature and directed back to what Sero had said.

"In what world do YOU have the right to be MAD!?" "Y/N I'm not doing this now-" "IF Not Now Then When?! Another 2 weeks? How about a month?" "listen you need to calm down-" "YOU HAVE NO RIGHT SAYING THAT TO ME!! or have you forgotten the way you SCREAMED at me for pointing out the obvious, for protecting you-" "You and I both know you weren't 'protecting' me, you where trying to control me" "I was NOT, to control someone they need to know how other people feel and most importantly ACT around them, YOU ARE TO OBLIVIOUS AND EMOTIONLESS TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THAT!!!"...

"You take that back" "what the truth" "You and I bother know I AM NOT emotionless, oblivious yes most of the time, but 𝒚𝒐𝒖 know that I am not emotionless" by now Shoto had gotten really close, his lips mear center meter away from my ear. I keeped a straight face and a confidence stance to show that he had not gotten to me, something that was regular in our arguments. Shoto on the other hand all ways seem cool and relax whenever we argued, unless I had gotten under his skin of course. But now was one of those times, he was so clam and relaxed, his hand moved up my arms, gently pressing into them to keep me statesinary. His head move downwards toward my neck, lips almost pressing against it, "𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒐𝒓 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏?"

FlashBack~

We had been invited to a house party, curtasy of some other rich kid at UA. I had dressed In a black silk dress with black heels, my make up was some winged smoked out liner and plan lips, my hair done in a classy half up half down bun. Shoto had some ripped jeans, unbottened shirt and a leather jacket. Together I would say we looked like a mafia couple, well that was what I hope atleast.

"dahm handsome, you gonna get arrested cause your gonna be killing all the lady's" I walk into Shoto's room, a cheerful smirk plastered onto my face. He was looking at himself in his full length mirror fixing his collar, I had approached behind staring at him through the reflection. Once i got next to him I placed my hand on his shoulder still staring at him. After a while I had noticed he was staring at me "What?". "nothing you-" He took a deep breaths and smirk "You just look great- Amazing even... beautiful..." he whispered the last bit, however I heard and a small smirk tugged at my features.

The party it self was nothing to point out instead of the end. Someone had decided to play seven minutes in heaven and my boyfriend was dragged in against his will. I was looking for Shoto as I wanted to go back to the dorms, the party was getting boring untilI found a group of people in a circle with a timer going off. I thought nothing of it until my boyfriend and some random girl were leaving a near by closet. I stopped abruptly staring blancley towards the closets even after they had left, not believeing my eyes.

It took a while for Shoto to realise my presence as he was talking to some of the girl's friends, well more like he was being harassed with questions. He got away from them and approach me who now staring at the floor near the closet. "hey hun, I was wondering if you wanted to go, it's getting pretty boring anyways". I couldn't replie, not after what i just saw so I grabbed his hand and led him out the house.

"wow babe what's wrong?" Shoto had stopped just as we got outside. I didn't want to start an argument right outside of the party so I tired to tug him forwards but he wouldn't budge. "Baby what wrong, tell me?" his tone was cold, asurtive but still concerned. "Not Here" I warned quickly but he didn't care, he never did. "Tell me what's wrong." I had been silent for a couple seconds, letting the anger boil longer until it exploded. "Why Where You In A Closet With That Girl!?" "Why does that matter?" "she could have done things to you and I wasn't there to protect you!" "One: what was she gonna do to me? And two: can I not protect my self?!" "OF COURSE YOU CAN PROTECT YOURSELF! it just.. you where playing seven minutes in heaven with another girl, why?" "I was draged into it-" "By Who?" "that... girl-" "SEE! This is what I was on about, you need protecting from other people, if I was there you wouldn't be dragged into shit like that!? And this-" I motionded with my hands"-wouldn't be happening!". "I can take perfectly good care of myself." "No You Can't! You literally just proved my point and now your defending yourself!!" by now a couple people had picked up on the fight and we're watching. "I only defend my self because you don't trust me!" "YA I CANT TRUST AND I DONT TRUST BECAUSE YOU GO OFF DOING SEVEN MINUTES IN HAVEN WITH SOME OTHER GIRL!!!" "WE WEREN'T DOING ANYTHING, WE JUST- we just talked" "About what? How badly you want to fuck her!? How you want to leave me to live A PERFECTLY HAPPY LIFE WITH HER!!?" "YOUR BEING RIDICULOUS!!" "HOW AM I BEING RIDICULOUS WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE TRYING TO DEFEND YOURSELF WHEN YOU'RE CLEARLY IN THE WRONG!!!!" and with that I stormed off, leaving Shoto breathing heavily.

End FlashBack~

"Sho, you can't just make me forget all this with slurred words and kisses" Shoto's hands had wandered down to my waist, slowly placing soft pecks on my neck "we seriously need to talk about it". "don't wanna.." was the only response I heard as my mind was blank. His hands started dragging me into his room as I came back to my sense and stopped myself. "Sho please we need to talk, I need to talk... please-" "can't you just stay with me today?" he started kissing up to my lips, slowly grazing over them. "I want to but not like this". "please baby..." his grip had softend allowing me to leave however he still begged, lips staying exactly where they where.

I closed my eyes and moved my head away slightly to give him a peck on the cheek "I can't". I started to walk away letting my hand softly graze his whilst trying to fight back my tears, too many thought and insecurity bubbled to the surface. Once i got to my room I put my things away and changed into some joggers and an oversized t-shirt. I curled up in my bed and whipped any stray tears away with the shirt, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕. It didn't smell of him anymore, in a sense I guess I felt like I lost him as the rest of the day and night was spent remanising on the past and crying.

Next day - Sunday ~

I was on the couch in the common area when it happened. I had the samething on from last night with the exception of a baggy hoodie, hair in a messy bun and phone in hand. A couple hours ago I had informed Mina in on everything that happened 'just so she knows the tea' where her words when she asked which cracked a small smile from me and now she out with Hagakure. I was scrolling through Pinterest when I heard someone, or two?, enter the room behind me. "seriously dude how can you still be dating her, all you guys do is argue?" "yeah and you guys don't even have sex anymore!" "a relationship isn't just about sex Kaminari" "I know that but your guy's 'relationship' is more like a constant scream fest" "chill Denki their relationship isn't 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 bad...well-" a fit of laughter left Denki's mouth whilst I just backed up into my hoodie "Dude honestly though you should just break up with her, your not getting anywhere" tears started flooding my eyes. "yeah and maybe you could get with someone else, oohhh what about Harumi, she's so nice and preetttyyyy♫︎~" and now tears where escaping. "hey isn't she the girl you said you met at that house party you went to?" I couldn't help the hiccup escaping my lips gaining the attention of the three men.

"Y/N" Shoto soft voice sounded panicked, I could hear he was approaching the couch I was sat on. "h-ey they were just joking I wouldn't leave you-" he was crouching in front of me, hand grasped softly around arm "I couldn't leave you..." i softly stared at him, tears pouring from my eyes like a waterfall. I couldn't respond, not with Sero and Denki there. Shoto picked this up and gentle glared at the two who began to move up stairs leaving me and Shoto alone in the common area, not the best place for this situation. "don't leave..." "huh?" I think Shoto was expecting me to be mad but I wasn't, I was just tired. "don't leave me, I can't take you giving me the cold shoulder so please don't leave me alone!" my voice raised due to the increase in tears. "baby i-" "Don't Leave Me Please!! I know I'm annoying and possessive and controlling but can't lose you, I Can't Lose You And I Can't Lose You To Someone Else So Please!!!" Shoto wrapped me in a tight hug, softly brushing my hair to comfort me "shh baby i'm not gonna leave you I promise..." he whispered softly. I rested my head on Shoto shoulder and closed my eyes losing myself to sleep while soft breaths left my mouth "let's get you to bed" Shoto picked me up bridle style and carried me to my room.

He gentle place me on my bed and tucked me in. He kissed me cheek as he was about to leave but I grabbed his wrist in time "Shoto please..". He needed nothing more as he started to climb in behind me, spooning me as he softly kissed the back of my neck "no ones gonna take me from you, ever and I'm never gonna leave you, I promise".

I woke up due to a shift behind me. Waking up a bit more I turned to see his side of the bed empty and a figure that must have been Shoto leave my room. Turning around to face the wall I snuggled further into my blankets to try and keep myself warm, what he said to me last night started to ring in my head almost mocking me for believing him. If no one's gonna take you from me then where are you going? If your never going to leave me then why do you always leave me? "Shoto please..."

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