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lees-chaotic-brain · 7 months

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#6 crimson red for your event game plzzz

i didn't even think about this as a possibility and i'm kicking myself. when i saw this in my asks, i had to physically restrain myself from dropping all my drafts to work on it.

Nice to Meet You (Todoroki x Reader)

CW: Child abuse, physical abuse, injuries, bruising, slight spoilers for the anime, swearing, angst to fluff

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"Get up."

Endeavor sneered down at his son, kicking him in the stomach again.

"You must surpass All Might."

Across the city, flowers inked themselves across your stomach, revealing your soulmate trait.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"Shut the fuck up!"

Your mother hissed at you, dragging you by your arm down the stairs.

"Your siblings are trying to sleep."

Hysterical, you sobbed and thrashed trying to escape.

"Mommy I'm sorry please I'll be quiet please just let me go back to bed-"

"I don't believe you."

She threw you into the small basement closet and locked the door.

"I'll be back when you're ready to be quiet."

Blossoms curled across Todoroki's shoulder and arm.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"If I raise him now, it'll be bad-"

"Mommy?"

Todoroki asked, poking his head around the corner.

The kettle whistled.

Slowly turning, Rei Todoroki spotted her son, but all she could see was a bright turquoise eye.

Picking up the kettle, she slowly approached him.

"Mommy?"

He asked again, backing up, but not leaving.

He knew something was wrong, but despite the alarm bells ringing in his head he wanted to stay and help, because he loved her.

And he continued to love her even after the searing pain of the boiling water.

Even after she scarred him, he continued to love her, because if he didn't, he wouldn't have anyone to consider a parent.

For months a red flower remained inked over your left eye.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"Stay in your room until I come get you. How did I give birth to such an awful human being? How could you make your little brother cry. Stay here until I can stomach seeing you again."

Turning to leave, your mother was stopped when you flung your small body at her and clutched her leg.

"Mommy I'm so so sorry, I swear I'll be better! I didn't mean to make him cry! Please just give me another cha-"

You were cut off as your mother kicked you off her leg and stomped down on your chest before wordlessly turning and locking the door behind her.

You curled in on yourself, trying to remember how to breathe, your chest on fire.

A cluster of flowers in the shape of a slippered foot unfurled across Todoroki's sternum.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

For years and years, the only communication you had with your soulmate was flowers in the shape of bruises, the two of you sending them back and forth, back and forth.

Your soulmate trait made it so if either of you were injured, the other would have flowers inked across their body until the person who was injured healed.

The fates must have been in an ironic mood when they gave the two of you, two abused children living sad and loveless lives, that trait.

But at least it allowed you to recognize your soulmate immediately.

The first time you met Todoroki Shouto, you knew he was your soulmate. After all, the injury that caused his scar had been inked on your face for months, so of course you would recognize it.

After your first day at UA, you quietly asked if you could talk to him somewhere private.

Suspiciously he agreed, so the two of you walked to a park.

"I'm pretty sure you're my soulmate."

You blurted, wincing at how blunt you sounded.

He stared coldly at you.

"What makes you think that?"

You nervously explained your soulmate trait, and told him about the flower that had adorned your left eyes for several months when you were around six.

"Do you have a bruise on your right elbow?"

He asked impatiently.

"Right now-yes. Yeah I do."

He gave you a curt nod.

"Then we're probably soulmates. I have a flower on my right elbow right now."

You smiled at him shyly.

"Nice to meet you-"

He cut you off.

"I don't have time, or a need for a soulmate."

You stopped, not sure you heard him right.

"I don't need or want a soulmate. I have to work hard and surpass All Might. A relationship with you would just hold me back."

Tears crawled up your throat and burned the backs of your eyes.

"R-right! Of course! No I-I completely understand! I'll let you go on your way now. Sorry for wasting your time."

Turning you walked briskly away, not brave enough to look back or wait for a response.

Wiping your eyes on the sleeve of your blazer you took a deep breath.

It was okay. It made sense after all. He had seen all of the bruises and cuts and scrapes you worked so hard to hide from the public. Of course he wouldn't want you. It was obvious that your mother didn't, so why would he.

You were okay with this. You would have to be.

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

"I would like to apologize and try to be friends."

You stared blankly at the dual-toned boy standing in front of you.

"...What?"

You asked, confused.

"Why."

After Todoroki had returned from his internship in Hosu, he had asked to meet you in the park where you talked the first time.

At first you had hesitated, but he seemed sincere, so you eventually agreed.

"After the Sports Festival, and my encounter with Stain, I realized that I've been a little..."

"Cold? Harsh? Unfeeling?"

You offered, a little peeved.

He winced.

"Yes...All of the above."

Then he squared his shoulders and bowed.

"I sincerely apologize for being so insensitive. I need to work some things out in myself before I'm ready to even consider a romantic relationship, however I would like to become friends with you and get to know you better."

You take a moment to process what he just said.

Hope bubbles in you, beautiful and bright. Maybe there was a future in which you could learn what it felt like to be loved.

"Stand up."

You said softly, fidgeting with your hair.

He straightened, looking into your eyes.

Was that...nervousness you detected?

"I forgive you. And...I would like to get to know you as well. So why don't we start over?"

He exhales in relief.

"That sounds perfect."

You smiled at him and introduced yourself.

He smiled back.

"It's nice to meet you. My name is Todoroki Shoto."

─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───

Okay I really really really want to make a part two of this where they finally become a couple. Should I? Thanks for requesting this anon! I had a lot of fun writing it!

<3 Lee

#bhna #bhna x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #soulmate au #lee's brain writes #tw child abuse #tw injury

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akirawrites24 · 1 year

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Love will always exists

Villain!Todoroki x oc

Fandom: my hero academia

Warnings: gaslighting, kissing scene

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Perhaps it was just fate. Perhaps it was just meant to be. No one really knew. They did know: if that day only didn’t happen, things would have turned out very differently.

When was it the last time she heard of him anyway? 5 years? Or was it 7? She doesn’t remember. And she doesn’t want to either. She remembered everything. How the two of them would find comfort in each other, how they wouldn’t judge each other. How he confessed his love for her and vice versa.

It wasn’t until his brother died. Not talking about Natsuo, but about Touya. Well, he would ho by the name ‘Dabi’ now. Instead of trying to kill him, Dabi went to see Shoto himself and reveal his true identity. No one really knows what he said to his brother, but it was good enough to set him on the path of the villain.

“T-Todoroki…”, the telekinesis hero, Sapphire Witch said. She never expected for him to ever show up ever again. Why did she stop in her tracks right then and there? She couldn’t believe what she saw.

The boy in front of her could only smile. It wasn’t an evil one, far from it even. He was just so happy he could see his love again, even if they were now complete opposites of one other.

“I'm happy to see you again, my love”, he said softly as he walked up to her. Tammin couldn’t even process what was going on right now. She was so busy with what happened these last few years and the hero work, she totally forgot about the changed man in front of her.

She hasn’t seen him ever since the war ended. Both have changed a lot, and not only by appearance.

“Why are you here… How did you get in here?”, she mumbled. She had this urge to hug him, even after all the evil that he has done.

“I wanted to see you. Wanting to know how you’re doing”, he said as he walked closer to the woman in front of him. She still looks so beautiful as he remembers.

“How I am? What about you? What went through your head when you decided to kill your father? What went through your head when you killed all those innocent people? What went through your head when you left all of us…”, the woman mumbled, being close to tears.

“You won’t understand it, my love. My father was an awful man. My siblings and I are the living proof of that. Thanks to Touya, I finally had the courage to end Endeavor myself. Know that he abused every single one of us, and he would’ve done it again too had his goal not been achieved”, Shoto said.

“I can understand that he was an asshole and deserved worse, I’m not denying that. But what about the bystanders? Why were they killed? They were just innocent people!”, Tammin said as her voice raised.

He sighed. “The thrill of killing, it’s… Addicting if that’s the right word. Knowing that you finally can control what you are doing in your life and what you want to do with it, it’s an amazing feeling”, he whispered as he pulled the girl closer to him, grabbing her hand.

‘Come on, why don’t you turn him in yet? He is one of the most wanted villains, and yet you are here doing nothing!’, Tammin thought. She just couldn’t attack the man she once fell in love with.

“You don’t think I’m a monster, right? You can understand why I did those things now, do you? Don’t turn me in. I’m still Shoto Todoroki, your highschool sweetheart, right?”, he said as he caressed her cheek.

‘What am I doing?…’, she thought. Moments like this are the reason why she can’t do anything. Love is always going to be her weakness.

“I…”, she started, but a pair of lips softly kissed hers. She didn't know what to do, so she softly kissed him back as well. The kiss still feels like the first time she kissed him. Full of love and sweetness. It was clear he had no evil intent for her.

He separated the kiss and smiled again, but it looked more like a smirk. “See? It’s still me”, he whispered, only for a phone to start ringing.

“If it is your work, don’t tell them that I was here okay? I have to go now. I will see you again soon, my love”, Shoto said before he left.

Tammin wiped the tears away as he saw him leave and picked up the phone.

“Yo dumbass! The agency likes to know if you have seen or heard something from icy-hot! They got some new news of where he would be!”, her best friend’s voice came from the phone.

“Wish I did Kitty”, Tammin said, making the man behind the phone frown and pissed at the nickname.

“Either it’s Dynamight, or Katsuki! Don’t ‘Kitty’ me!”, Katsuki Bakugou, also known as Pro Hero Dynamight said.

After a few seconds, they hung up. Tammin felt ashamed of herself, she is betraying every hero in existence. And she knows she will continue to do so.

Cause she knows, she will always love Shoto Todoroki.

#shoto todoroki #shoto x oc #my hero imagines #one shot #oc x canon #oc x todoroki #oc x shoto #todoroki #imagine #mha oc #mha #mha imagines #prohero au #villain #villain au

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catigula-cleocatra · 1 year

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So this has probably been said but.

You’re on Your Own, Kid + Dabi

I know, I know. But just hear me out. I’m aware the first couple verses come across as romantic- sort of like a high school unrequited crush, but I feel like we can also use it in terms of Touya and Endeavor, a child and an estranged parent, instead of a romantic tone. Obviously I’m picking and choosing from the lyrics but, still. I think about a lot of characters from a lot of fandoms when I hear this song and Dabi is definitely one of them. (And shinsou too but that’s another post honestly)

Summer went away Still, the yearning stays I play it cool with the best of them I wait patiently He's gonna notice me It's okay, we're the best of friends Anyway

OkAy so, will I ever get over the fact that touya is perhaps the only one who actually had endeavor’s love and then subsequently lost it? Who actually has memories of when endeavor could have been called a "good dad?" No. Never.

The experiences the todoroki children have are all different but still equally tragic. One’s pain does not lessen the other’s. Fyuumi had been neglected and has eldest daughter syndrome. She had to raise her brothers, practically on her own, and copes by desperately wanting that picture perfect family. Natsuo, also neglected, lost his favorite sibling and had to see the results of training on touya knowing nothing he could do would change it. He has to see it again with Shoto. Shoto was raised as a weapon, a tool, and was isolated. He lost his mother for a while in an excruciatingly painful way. Touya had his fathers love. They were best friends. Touya worshipped his father. The lines, "I wait patiently/he’s gonna notice me/it’s okay we’re the best of friends” hits so hard because he had endeavor's love, his pride, and then, because of his quirk-body incompatabilty, he lost it--he thinks he's lost it to shoto.

I think touya was his dads favorite but that’s not a good or positive thing. I think he’s a favorite in a way that I can’t explain. “You’ve died, you’re not changing, you will always remember me a certain way but I can love on and reframe the story here” kind of way. A “you were my masterpiece and my first born and my best friend and I adored you and then you you weren’t enough so you were a failure” way. A “you became a cross for me to crucify myself on, you made me a martyr” type of way. He was his favorite but that doesn’t mean touya had it easy or that his pains not valid.

(also the fact it can be argued that touya still had his dad's love even after shoto was born, and was his father's favorite--that touya was the one kid endeavor really loved, terribly shown as it was elevates the tragedy here because it does not excuse endeavor's actions--or lack of, in case of fyuumi and natsuo. they were his kids too, and just because he's making amends now does not wash away his role in dabi's spiral)

I didn't choose this town I dream of getting out There's just one who could make me stay

this just pains me because--there were people who couldn't make touya stay. natsuo couldn't. fyuumi couldn't. the "one who could make me stay" was endeavor. he could have, had he just watched touya, had he seen him-but he didn't. maybe he thought it would dissuade touya's goals, but whatever his intentions are, it doesn't matter. touya wanted his dad to see him. and he didn't.

Even worse? maybe they (the rest of the fam) could have been able to make him stay. If they had only listened to and validated him instead of pretending everything was alright.

From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes I waited ages to see you there I search the party of better bodies Just to learn that you never cared

just--"better bodies" being bodies more suited for their quirks. bodies that won't burn up under the intesity of their own flames because they were made for ice. "just to learn that you never cared"--touya thinking his body, his "failure" has been abandoned in favor of shoto's strong quirk. just to learn you never cared? touya coming back home after waking up from his coma, just to find that nothing has changed.

I see the great escape So long, Daisy May I picked the petals, he loves me not Something different bloomed Writing in my room I play my songs in the parking lot I'll run away

just--touya coming home and then leaving because nothing changed. "something different bloomed" just--he's been out, probably homeless, and then working jobs for giran, for a while now. and then a few years down the line he starts hearing about "false heroes" and stain. he hears about the lov. he sees a means to an end--he's dying, he knows this, he was never meant to live past a few months when he ran away after his coma, ujiko said so himself, but. the only think keeping him alive is spite and the will to avenge himself, to take down endeavor. he's dying, but he'll take endeavor down with him.

From sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes I gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this I hosted parties and starved my body Like I'd be saved by a perfect kiss

literally giving his blood and sweat--and his tears! because he's burned out his tear ducts, he cannot cry anymore, but you can tell. by the brightness of his flames, by his scars, that yes, he's still crying, still screaming, giving everything for this.

The jokes weren't funny, I took the money My friends from home don't know what to say I looked around in a blood-soaked gown And I saw something they can't take away

literally being the number two villain, shiggy's second, doing whatever he can, and then. the video. the reveal. no one knows what to say--a lot of people, they are horrified but not for him, they are horrified of him. endeavor supporters still exist, but he still has done something. he's shaken the public's belief--and maybe it won't be permanent, but he doesn't care. he's killed endeavor. now he just has to kill enji.

You're on your own, kid Yeah, you can face this You're on your own, kid You always have been

just- touya from sekoto peak to the coma of THREE (iirc) YEARS to seeing nothing changed back home to being homeless and doing jobs for giran to the league and caring for them but keeping them at a length in a way because he's not long for this world and he can't get sidetracked--and then losing twice and the league is falling apart and it's him, and endeavor, once more.

#bnha #dabi #todoroki touya #the league of villains #the lov #my hero academia #mha #todoroki enji #endeavor mha #todofam

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yourlocalgayfrogboy · 1 year

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Okay okay okay. I've been head canoning this for awhile. Really it's a crossover but who cares. Please read this if you enjoy both BNHA and DC. Enjoy and repost if you like this! But don't plajerise my work. If you want to use my work put where you found it and the author/artist. Thank you!

It was a 'regular' evening for the middle child of Bruce Wayne. If you could call it normal. Y/N was a successful businesswoman. She made her own company focusing on cars clothing and housing. She's an entrepreneur. A force to be reckoned with scaring her 4 brothers. Tiny yet very mighty. Watch out boys she'll be coming for you. In a sparkly red dress and five-inch red bottoms. Anyways Y/N is hosting her first fundraiser in Japan as that's where she is taking care of her mother and grandmother. She's invited UA, rich businessmen and women, her family, the top pros, and of course company's that support her.

I was making my rounds saying my thanks and greetings for coming to my first fundraiser. You see I was raising money for my mother's hospital she had to reside for 5 years. Now she's out and I want to do something to give back to the place that helped her get back on her feet. I had introduced myself to some people that I'd never met but I knew I needed to make a good first impression on them because they are so important in the business industry. I was walking and I saw one of the UA students Shoto Todoroki. I'd been dating him for a year. I've known him for a while as my grandmother worked at the mental institution his mother resided at. He was talking to who seemed to be the know number-one hero Endeavor and Natsuo and Fuyumi Todoroki. He was also talking to Deku who he would talk to me about. "Father you should at least consider donating this is a very important event to the host," Shoto said. Endeavor glared at the boy, "I'll use my money however I want and I won't use it for this silly little thing that is just a waste." The nerve of this guy time to work my charm. I slipped past the older siblings. "Hello, I'm the host and founder of this event. I just couldn't help but hear that you think this a 'silly little event' *chuckles* that's quite a gag. However, let me tell you, sir. This isn't silly nor little. I've already managed to raise over 5 million dollars. That's far more than anyone in this room could make in a single day. Unless your last name is Wayne then you probably do make that in a day, maybe even double that. That's not my point though. My point is that if you donate that I'll double that to any organization of your choice. My offer stands till the end of the night." I explained in full detail. It had to work. "You?" I smiled and nodded. "Who are you anyways, how could you double any amount I'd offer?" I smiled and chuckled. "Sir you just talked to the most prestigious person in this room. I'm Y/F/N Wayne. Bruce Wayne's daughter. I'm also CEO of the company Future World Designs." He looked down to my 4' 11" height and paled. "You?" I nodded again. "1,000,000 dollars to UA student alliance." I took out my hand waiting for a handshake. Shoto looked at me and smiled. A real smile. "Oh father before I go and converse with other people I want to introduce you to my girlfriend. Father this is Y/N my girlfriend. Her grandmother was the one to bring us together." I chuckled at the thought, "You gotta admit Sho, my grandmother is probably the most amazingly magical person to ever walk the earth. She's also very scary. Crossing her is like going to hell and being beat up by the devil. A dangerous game if i could have a say." He laughed his angelic laugh and smiled and nodded. "She dragged me to see my mom that one day. Never again am I ever going to underestimate her." I smiled at him and took his hand.

On the other side of the room.

"So Jason, chances of your sister not cutting my dick off if I flirt with her and apologize to her?" Jason looked at Roy and raised an eyebrow. "She won't cut your dick off-" "Okay good. I'm gonna make her mine again." Stupid Roy cut off Jason. He should've listened. Jason ran to his adopted father. "Yo B, we got a Code White." Bruce raised his eyebrow. "Is this a drill?" Jason shook his head in fear. "Okay. I've got a plan. I'll go over to her and intervene Roy. While you start singing the song." The song you ask? Simply, it's a song with a code to relay to some of the JL members that shit is about to go down. "Okay."

So you say you really miss me? (Aah)

Well, that makes me laugh

'Cause you miss the way I let you walk over me

Broke ever bone in my back

I was walking towards Y/N planning to intercept Roy. He was not going to start shit. I'm not letting the lowlife ruin my daughter's fundraiser.

So you wanna reminisce things? Huh (aah)

Well don't come around here with that

If we went through your phony excuses

I bet it won't change the past

My little girl won't get hurt by the one who pushed her off the edge.

Closed for the weekend

Don't you apologize

I know you don't mean it

I quit

Here's to the "no"s

To the "I think you should go"s

To the "leave her ass alone"s

To the "no boy can demand her body, her spirit, her love"

Oh-oh

Here's to the "no"s

To the "walk yourself on home"s

To the "keeping on her clothes"

To the "highs without the lows"

To the "no man can demand her body, her spirit, her love"

Oh-oh. I've had enough

She's not going to get hurt. I reached her and poked her shoulder making her turn around "Daddy! Your here!" I smiled and hugged her. "Of course I am. Anything for my little girl."

So you're claiming you're a martyr? What?

Like, she doesn't have a clue

Too bad she's smarter, be discreetly a started

We're staring right at the proof

"Uhh, daddy? Why's Jason singing I've had enough by Melanie KB?" Sweat dripped down. Shit, she knows. "Uhhh well Jason loves the song and he wants to sing it." "Fair enough. It's Jason we're talking about" wheew

Closes for forever (uh-huh)

I'm done with shutting up

I've learned a lot better

Listen

Here's to the "no"s

To the "I think you should go"s

(I think you should go)

To the "leave her ass alone"s

To the hanging up the phone"s

To the "no man can demand her body, her spirit, her love"

Oh-oh

Here's to the "no"s

Here's to the "walk yourself on home"s

To the "keeping on her clothes"

To the "highs without the lows"

To the "no man can demand her body, her spirt, her love, love, love"

"Wait Roys trying to get back to me? Isn't he? I'm going up there and finishing this. Shoto, can you escort me to the stage please plus it's coming to closing time as well." Shoto nodded his head and escorted me onto the stage. "Roy Harper are you listening to me? Well this aimed at you."

If you're so mature now

Then I think it's time you grow up

Admit you did it

We all know you did it

And yet you still gaslight me up

You are such a flame out

You only drive lefts in the bed

(Your only drive lefts in the bed)

I don't deserve this

And for your next girlfriend

You need to treat her with respect

Here's to my girls

Standing up for what they're worth

Yeah, you know who run the world

I am ready to be heard

No man can demand my body, my spirit, my love ( my body, my spirit, my love)

Oh-oh

And for the boys

Who don't care who they destroy

Told us "no" was not a choice

You cannot silence our voice

No man can demand our bodies, our spirit, our love

Oh-oh, we've had enough

Like and comment for part 2!

#bruce wayne x reader #enji todoroki x reader #batman x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #mha fanfiction #dc #Spotify

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aurabirds · 2 years

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[Failure]

>>BNHA / MHA Spoilers!<<

Drew this in reaction to Chapter 350! If Touya heard Enji call him an almost perfect creation, I get that he wasn‘t ecstatic about returning.

fun fact, the font used for this is called „I know a ghost“

#Teen touya is so precious #I want to raise the todoroki siblings myself #touya fanart #dabi #mha dabi #mha touya #todoroki touya #touya #touya todoroki #dabi fanart #touya headcanons #toya todoroki #todoroki family #endeavor #chapter 350 #aurabirds #Todoroki

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justauthoring · 3 years

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(the) depths of us [1/?]

summary: your entire life, you’ve never been enough. it’s all you’ve ever been told by the ones most important to you. you’re determined to prove you’re more than. pairing: bakugo katsuki x f!todoroki!reader, shoto todoroki x f!todoroki!reader (platonic) a/n: okay, okay. i finally did it. i finally posted the first part. it took basically a week to write this because i kept losing inspiration and doubting myself and everything in between but i think im finally happy with how it turned out. i have so much planned, so i really hope you all do enjoy this and continue to want more.

please just let me know! i want to hear what everyone thinks, what ideas you guys might have! any and all feedback is much much appreciated.

“You’re thinking of going to U.A.?”

Raising a brow at the clear, distinct surprise on your sisters face, you let out a small shrug. “I am going,” you correct, poking at your dinner with mild interest. “I already received my acceptance letter earlier this evening.”

Fuyumi’s eyes practically bulge; “why didn’t you tell me!”

“I--”

“--Tell you what?”

Eyes instantly brightening with excitement, distracted from your sister for a moment, you let out a grin at the sight of Natsu poking his head into the dining room. It’s been a while since you’d last seen your brother, and you practically leap to your feet without a seconds hesitation at the sight of him. “Natsu-nii! You made it!”

“Well, duh,” he grins down at you, all wide eyed and goofy looking just as he always is when it comes to you, his precious little sister. “So,” he continues after a small pause, “did you get in?”

“I did--!”

“--You told Natsu but not your only sister!”

Turning to Fuyumi, you pause, a bit of guilt festering in your chest. Avoiding her gaze, you fiddle with the tips of your fingers, biting your lip. “I wanted to surprise you,” you shrug, voice quiet. “Besides, I thought you’d tried to talk me out of it is all.”

Her face falls, and she slumps back down, “I... I just didn’t think you’d wanted to go there.”

Meeting Natsu’s gaze, before letting out a small puff of air and taking your seat in front of Fuyumi once more, you reach across the table to set your hand in her own. Her gaze flickers to your own, and upon meeting them, you send her a soft smile. “I didn’t, I guess,” you shrug, “at least, dad made me feel like I couldn’t. You guys know how it is...”

They don’t say anything, but you can see it in their eyes.

“But then, I thought about it, and I realized I could do it if I really tried.”

And at the looks they send you, you falter.

“...Right?”

“O-Of course!” Fuyumi all but sputters as Natsu nods eagerly, a little too quick but it’s endearing enough for it to bring a soft smile to your face. And then, Fuyumi’s squeezing your hand tightly, pulling your focus back on her solely as she smiles gently; “you can do anything you set your mind to, Y/N/N.”

“Ah!!” Natsu suddenly calls, voice booming as he wraps a tight arm around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his side. “I can’t believe both of my younger siblings are going to go to the prestigious U.A.!”

You let out a small giggle, shaking your head.

“That reminds me,” Fuyumi pauses, pressing a finger to her lips in thought. “Does Shoto know?”

Your smile falters, a frown falling over your features as you glance down to your lap. “No,” you mumble, “I hardly see him, and when I do it’s really only pleasantries. I doubt we’ll be in the same class anyways,” you shrug, “he might not even notice I’m there.”

“He would be proud of you, Y/N, you know that.”

I do know that, you frown, doesn’t make it any less awkward.

Waving her off, you shake your head; “I’ll tell him eventually. Or, at least, he’ll find out eventually,” then, pausing, you frown. “Dad doesn’t know either, so just kind of... don’t say anything.”

Natsu and Fuyumi glance at each other, but otherwise nod.

You all knew how he’d react if he ever found out. He will eventually, that you know, but you’d like to put it off for as long as possible. You’d rather avoid his rage for getting in the way of his precious star-in-the-making, Shoto, for as long as humanely possible.

You know, in your heart, he at least, would’ve never be proud of you.

You’re the defect.

“You’re the pretty girl who saved my life in the exam!”

Blinking in surprise at the sudden voice, and the sudden shadow falling in front of you, having only taken one step into the classroom at that point. You’re both pleasantly surprised and somewhat taken aback at the sight of a familiar face. It was hard not to remember such bright red spiky hair, and not to mention his wonderfully expressive eyes.

His sharp teeth shining brightly in his smile were a give away too.

Letting out a soft, somewhat embarrassed smile, you rub at the back of your neck. “I hardly saved your life,” you let out a quiet laugh. “I’m sure the school took precautions against any severe--”

“You stopped that point zero enemy from falling on me,” he cuts in, grinning brightly as he holds his hand out towards him. “I’m Kirishima Eijirou, it’s nice to properly meet you.”

You weren’t expecting such a warm welcome. Honestly, you were expecting to kind of just stay in the shadows, avoid attention -- it’s something you’re pretty good at, considering most of the time the attention wasn’t on you anyways. And it was where you were most comfortable. Hidden, quiet and just watching; observing.

But you’d be lying if you said that this boys welcome wasn’t both incredibly kind and warming to the heart.

Maybe he naturally had that kind of effect on people.

“I’m Y/N,” you introduce, purposely avoiding your last name. You didn’t really like to mention that you were related to the number two hero whatsoever. Especially not here. “Just Y/N.”

He grins brightly, “I can’t believe we ended up in the same class. I’ve been wanting to properly thank you since then.”

He steps back, allowing you room to enter the class. Your cheeks flush lightly at his words, brushing a strand of your hair neatly behind your ear, moving to reply as your eyes move to flicker across the entire classroom. Your intention is to see who else in your class, really, but your attention is instantly stolen when you notice a familiar head of distinctive red and white hair.

You’d recognize that hair anywhere.

And his eyes are already on your own, meeting your surprised ones with his lips parted slightly. Honestly, from what little you’ve seen of your brother, he doesn’t often express his emotions (not that you blame him) and this is the most reaction you’ve seen out of him for as long as you can remember. The slight widening of his eyes, the parted lips.

He obviously hadn’t expected to see you here. Which, was fair, given that you hadn’t told him despite Fuyumi practically ordering you too. You barely spoke to Shoto anymore, so how were you supposed to bring that up?

“Oh, hey, Shoto. I know we barely know each other despite being twins, but just so you know, I’m also going to U.A. Not through recommendation like you, but I passed the exam. Though you should know. Okay, bye.”

Yeah, awkward.

What’re the odds that you’d end up in his class of all things though.

So much for telling him on your own.

Your lips part to speak, to say something, though you’re not really sure what, but then he’s turning his head, as if uninterested, and simply moving back to looking out the window.

It’s hard to ignore the pang of hurt that hits you.

“--Y/N... ouch, you’re so hot!”

You’re pulled from your thoughts at the feeling of a hand on your shoulder. Turning your head, you blink at Kirishima’s own concerned gaze on you, his gaze flickering from you to his slightly burning hand. You’d forgotten that you’d literally been in the middle of a conversation with him.

Flushing, you shake your head; “I’m sorry,” you call, touching his hand gently, “I get really warm when I’m upset.”

And at the look he sends you, you sigh. “I’m okay,” you adamantly shake your head, and though he looks like he wants to argue, he doesn’t. And you’re quick to change the topic of conversation. “And besides, you don’t have to thank me. You were pretty amazing too, if I remember correctly you came second for the exam, didn’t you?”

His face turns red; “y-yes but that’s only--”

“--Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends.”

The voice is quiet, but it’s enough of a shock to pull yours and Kirishima’s attention towards it. Your head turns, noticing three people gathered by the door to the classroom, and, in front of them, on the ground, is a man huddled up in a yellow sleeping bag. Looking entirely too... creepy.

“This is the hero course,” he continues, unperturbed by the gazes he receives. He moves to unzip some of his sleeping bag, pulling out a juice box and slurping from it before continuing, moving to a stand. “Okay, it took eight seconds before you were quiet,” he calls, stepping out of the sleeping bag. “Time is limited. You kids are not rational enough.”

“He looks really tired, doesn’t he?”

Pausing at Kirishima’s whispered words, you slowly nod. He does look extremely worn out.

“I’m your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Nice to meet you,” he introduces himself. “It’s kind of sudden, but put this on and go out onto the field.” You eye the blue, red and white outfit in his hands.

Slowly, you blink over at Kirishima, whose face mimics your own.

You’re confident enough in your skills not to come in dead last.

You’ve spent enough of your life doubting your own skills, and expecting to always lose in the face of others. And you’d made a vow to yourself when you decided to enter U.A. that you wouldn’t let your lack of confidence get in the way of what you aspired to do.

Your powers might not be what expected of a child of the number two hero Endeavor, nonetheless when paired with a ice quirk like your mother. You might be a defect in the eyes of your own father. Maybe sometimes in the eyes of your own siblings. But your powers were enough, more than enough, and you didn’t come here just to get a little scared at the first test of your strength.

Still, this is the first time Shoto’s seen your powers since you were both four years old and they manifested for the first time.

He might not even remember.

And, despite everything, in comparison to his powers, yours were... nothing special.

Standing next to both a pink haired and pink skinned girl, you can’t help but, almost unconsciously, glance behind yourself to where your brother stands. He’s barely paying you any mind, which in of itself isn’t that surprising. He’s not even really watching what’s happening, and instead is probably thinking of himself, of what he’s going to do.

You may not know your brother very well anymore, be connected to him in any possible way, but you take inspiration in knowing how he’ll probably use his quirk. After all, you’d watched him use it enough times as a little girl to know.

Taking a deep breath in, you ignore your own nerves, the many pairs of eyes closely watching you, and instead focus on yourself. However, you’d be lying if the smile and thumbs up that you notice Kirishima sending your way doesn’t do anything to help build your confidence.

“On your mark... get set...”

The marker goes off, and instantly you send what should be ice out through your hands and feet. But just at the point of contact, the heat in your body melts it to nothing but water. It’s a defect, true, but you’ve mastered your power and learned to turn it into something that you can use.

And in this moment, the melted ice that escapes your feet helps you slide along the dirt path in no more than five seconds.

Mina finishing just a little after you.

“Woah! A water quirk!”

You blink, Mina running up to you with a bright smile and twinkling eyes. “That was so cool how you used it,” she continues to gush, not giving you the time to say anything in response. “I would’ve used my quirk like that, but... I was scared of melting the ground...” And to demonstrate, she produces acid from her fingers, a steam enveloping seconds after.

Your eyes widen. “Woah,” you cry out, grabbing her hand and pulling it close to get a better look, “acid!”

She lets out a laugh, just as the marker for the next contestants rings off. Distantly, you notice a blond boy soaring through the hair with explosions protruding from his hands, and a green-haired boy running quite a few steps behind him.

“I’m Ashido Mina,” she greets, extending her hand towards you, teeth shining. “And thank you,” with a light flush, she rubs the back of her neck.

“Y/N,” you smile at her, “but you can call me Y/N/N if you’d like.”

She laughs with a nod, shaking your hand vigorously and warmth blooms in your chest at how friendly everyone’s been so far. You’ve always been so awkward and shy when it comes to introducing yourself, which was part of the reason why you’d expected to just keep to yourself when coming to U.A..

But, you don’t really mind maybe making some friends. Especially given you’ve never really had any.

As Mina falls next to you, and Aizawa moves to explain the next test, you nod to yourself when you are able to do what you feared you wouldn’t be able to. You’ve spent many months training your quirk, learning how to use it, albeit on your own, and that had made you afraid. Sure, you’d been accepted into U.A. and that has to mean something...

but how would you do when actually there? When faced with what was expected of you.

It may have only been the first test, but you were proud of yourself nonetheless.

The test continues on that way. You don’t excel in any that brings all the attention on you, but you don’t fall last every time. And it was certainly an interesting experience enough to see everyone’s quirk.

When the fourth final test comes, the ball throw, the green-haired boy from before, that you’d learned was named Midoriya, is the last to step up. He’s yet to show his quirk, which you know has not only you but quite a lot of your classmates curious on what it could possibly be.

Only, when he’s about to throw and you’re sure he’s about to use his quirk, as you see these glowy veins appear across his entire skin, it disappears just as quick and he only throws about forty-six meters.

Your teacher, who turns to be an underground hero called Eraserhead, which you’re sure you’ve heard here and there, ends up cancelling Midoriya’s quirk -- using his quirk. Explaining that he won’t be able to use his quirk if all that ever happens is he ends up hurting himself and breaking his arms, treating him harshly as he all but spits the words.

He tells him that he can’t become a hero.

You find it harsh. Cruel. Taken too far. And maybe it’s the part of you that remembers how many times you’ve been told in your life you’ll never become the hero you want to be.

“You’re just a defect.”

“Not worth my time.”

“You’ll never be a hero worth caring about.”

So, when Midoriya shocks the class by forcing all of his power into just his finger, somehow breaking his body in a controlled way, and rivaling the distance of none other than the blonde boy, Bakugo, you can’t help but feel a surge of inspiration in response.

Maybe even a little pride despite barely knowing him.

To have those words said directly to his face and still be able to come out on top is nothing short of amazing in your eyes.

“Okay, I’ll quickly tell you the results.”

Biting your lip, you sway on your feet slightly. You’re positive you didn’t come last, but... you can’t help but wonder where you did fall.

“The total is simply the marks you got from each test,” Aizawa explains, “It’s a waste of time to explain verbally, so I’ll show you the results all at once.” Pressing a button on his tablet, a screen appears before your eyes, your own instantly scanning for your name.

You elect to ignore the fact that your last name is on display for everyone to see, positive everyone will be more focused on their own score, and let out a slight breath of relief when you realized you’d came about in the middle. Ten isn’t bad you think. It’s not overly high that all the attention will be on you, but, it’s not horrible that there isn’t room for improvement.

It’s one of the best scores you’ve ever seen.

Moving your attention to the top three, you’re not surprised to see Shoto up there, nor the name Momo. From your brief introduction of her, that high of a score, being first nonetheless, makes perfect sense to you. However, you are surprised to see the name Bakugo so high up.

You’d noticed that he’d done well in most, if not all of the tests, but you guessed you just hadn’t paid that much attention. At least, until now.

Your eyes flicker to your left, blinking at the sight of him right beside you. Lips parting, you blink, only then realizing he’s turned his attention back on you at the feeling of someone staring at him. You move to smile, but his eyes narrow and a nasty growl leaves his lips as he scoffs at you, turning his attention back ahead.

Okay, then, rude.

Turning your attention back to the scores, you remember Aizawa’s threat, and look to see who came last.

21. Izuku Midoriya

Instantly, you frown, turning to the boy, lips parting to say something, wanting to, but not knowing what.

“By the way, I was lying about the expulsion.”

What?

A creepy smile curls onto Aizawa’s face. “It was a rational deception to draw out the upper limits of your quirks.”

An eruption of “what?!” echoes, and Momo merely frowns; “of course that was a lie. It should’ve been obvious if you just thought it through.”

See? Number one makes sense.

“That was a little bit scary, huh?” The electricity boy, Denki, calls, letting out a small laugh.

Kirishima instantly flexes his arm, shaking his head; “I’ll take on the challenge any time.”

If you remembered correctly, he came in eighth.

“Nice job, Kirishima,” you call, moving to stand beside him with a small smile. “Eighth is amazing.”

He flushes; “thanks.”

“With that,” Aizawa calls, putting the attention back on him, “we’re done here. There are handouts with the curriculum and such in the classroom so when you get back, look over them.”

“Oi, Y/N!!”

Blinking at the familiar voice, a smile curls onto your lips at the sight of Kirishima, followed by Denki -- who you haven’t gotten much of chance to speak to. Of course, it was only the first day.

“Hello Kirishima,” you bow at him, coming to a step, before turning to Denki, “Kaminari.”

They wave off your pleasantries, and fall in step with you. “We’d thought we’d walk you home,” Kirishima grins.

“Consider it our first date,” Denki winks at you, smirking proudly.

You laugh, “with Kirishima?”

He flushes, and both you and Kirishima let out a laugh.

“You guys don’t have to, though,” you call after the laughter fades, “seriously. We just met, and I usually walk home alone--”

“Todoroki-san doesn’t walk with you?”

You blink at the red-head, shoulders slumping. “You noticed then?”

“You introduced yourself with just your name,” he shrugs, “so when I saw it there I couldn’t help it.”

“He’s my twin,” you explain, biting your lip.

Kirishima blinks at you, owl-eyed.

“Oi, oi,” Denki calls, bright eyed and blissfully unaware; “doesn’t that mean your Endeavor’s daughter?”

Trying to hide the feeling that runs through you, but unable to stop the frown that mares your lips, you glance down at your feet. “I just don’t really like to mention it, is all. It’s not really a secret, truly,” you turn to Kirishima, already knowing what he was going to ask. And then turning to Kaminari, you smile gently; “and yes, Endeavor is my father but I’m not really close to him. Him or Shoto, honestly.”

“Why?” Denki asks bluntly.

Thumping him on the back of the head, Kirishima frowns; “dumbass, don’t just dig into her personal life like that.”

Letting out a small laugh at their antics, despite only knowing each other for a day, you wonder how you got yourself wrapped up in both boys’ attention so easily. With a shake of your head, you set your hand on Kirishima’s shoulder, smiling; “it’s all right, Kirishima.” Then, turning to Denki, you shrug; “it’s always been like that. It’s really not that big of a deal.”

There’s a pause, and you grin, holding up your pointer finger; “besides, before he went off to college, my brother Natsu-nii used to always walk me to and from school.”

Both boys ease slightly at the warm smile that curls onto your lips.

“Well,” Kirishima calls out, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, “it’s bound to be an interesting year nonetheless. There’s a lot of interesting quirks in our class.”

“Oh!” You grin, “which reminds me, Kaminari!” He blinks at you in surprise at your bright eyes on his own. “Your electricity is so cool! And, Kirishima! Your hardening quirk was just as amazing as I remember it being from the exam.”

Both boys flush, as your blissfully unaware, smiling all the same.

“Your water quirk is pretty cool too, Y/N.” Denki mumbles, slightly embarrassed.

Hardly anyone compliments his quirk, especially because of the limit it has. It felt nice to be praised, especially by such a pretty girl like you nonetheless.

Holding your hand before yourself, you create a small burst of water in your hand, frowning. “It’s just water,” you shrug, “not that special.”

You hardly think they’d find your quirk so wonderful if they knew it’s defect.

“Hey,” Kirishima argues, grinning at you; “that water saved my life in the exam!”

“I-I told you,” you shake your head adamantly, “I didn’t save your life.”

Kirishima just crosses his arms over his chest; “you definitely did.” And his voice is so sure, you find it hard to argue against.

“W-Well, what about Bakugo’s,” you hastily change the subject. The first name coming to mind being his, as you remember his explosions. “His quirk was pretty cool, I think. Unique too.”

Both of them shrug; “he’s a little... stingy, isn’t he though?”

“Says electricity-boy,” you snort. Though, you don’t necessarily disagree.

“Hey!” Denki calls out, flustered. “Don’t call me that. Call me... call me, Kaminari-kun.” He pauses, clearly proud of himself. “Yeah, Kaminari-kun, okay?” And his eyes practically implore you.

“Dude!” Kirishima huffs, “stop flirting with her!”

“What!”

“You know what!”

Letting out a laugh, you shake your head.

Yeah, it was bound to be an interesting year like Kirishima said. But you were already looking forward to it.

Part two?

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lovclyboncs · 3 years

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Everything I Wanted 2/2 (F!Reader x Todoroki)

soulmate Au! Where your soulmate tattoo appears on your wrist after you touch your soulmate for the first time.

F!reader x Todoroki

F!Reader x Bakugou (brotp)

Plot: the reader is Todoroki’s soulmate. Todoroki rejected reader because he thought he was in love with Momo and didn’t want to let fate dictate his life. Now the two of them have a conversation that was long over due.

Part one

Before getting on with the story I want to give a huge thanks to everyone who reblogged and liked part one, it means the world to me that there is people out there who enjoyed my writing, and a big thank you to @dillybuggg and to @power-house-fan12 for encouraging me to write another part sending so much love to you guys!!! 💗💗💗

“Someday?”

“Someday.”

"Todoroki-san, I met my soulmate."

"oh."

" I think we should come clean to our classmates, i really want to see where this goes"

Todoroki couldn’t blame her. They were foolish to think their puppy love could stand strong against fate.

Todoroki and Momo had been walking on eggshells around each other during their first year at UA. They were attracted to each other even though they weren’t each other’s destined partner. Trust them they checked, they had been so hopeful only for it to crumble when their left wrists were still void of black Ink even after they had their first kiss.

They had been laying low with their blossoming relationship until the fateful day Shoto and (y/n) first touched.

Shoto didn’t know what to think of (l/n). She didn’t stand out as a person or a hero in training, so when they were paired up on a project there seemed to be a never ending silence between them, with his lack of social skills and her lack of- well everything they didn’t even know where to begin. After a couple of awkward questions about what they wanted to do, they were able to get started, and he thought then that (l/n) wasn’t so bad, but when he dropped his pencil and they both reached for it, that’s when it all went south. He remembers the stinging feeling he felt on his wrist and couldn’t help flinching at the uncomfortable sensation.

He didn’t need to look at his wrists to know what had happened and he didn’t need to think twice before grabbing his things and giving a quiet excuse for his sudden need to be very far away from (l/n).

It wasn’t until he was locked away safely in his room that he dared look at his wrist, and there it was in bold black ink, in a surprisingly illegible yet legible font, how does someone achieve that? ‘(Y/n) (l/n)’.

He’s not quite sure how long he stared at it, but he knows that by the time he was able to organize his thoughts there were birds chirping out side welcoming the new day.

He had rejected her.

She had been okay with it.

He didn’t tell Momo who his soulmate was, but he did tell her that he didn’t want to continue hiding their relationship. What was stopping them from sharing their happiness with the rest of the class? Momo believed they would be looked down on for not waiting on their soulmates. It wasn’t common for people to date anyone who wasn’t their soulmate, it was even more uncommon to reject a soulmate, but look at him, he did it and he was perfectly fine- they were perfectly fine.

Momo was the one who came up with the idea to draw on their soulmate tattoos, unaware of the fact that there already was a name on Todoroki’s wrist, unaware of the pain she was causing to that other half.

Coming clean to their classmates had gone surprisingly well, and Todoroki wasn’t sure how he felt about that, about that fact that (y/n) didn’t yell or question him on the why.

Why had he lied?

Why had he covered her up like she was something not worth looking at?

Why did he rub his relationship in her face?

Why not give them a chance if he was gonna chase something temporary?

Instead she had looked him in the eyes and gifted him a soft smile.

After everyone had scattered around the common area after their announcement, Todoroki decided to sit outside and take a breather.

He couldn’t help but sigh.

Thinking back to the day he and (y/n) first touched, he wished he hadn’t been such a coward.

He wished he had given her a chance to speak, because looking back now he realized that he did all the talking, he called all the shots not giving her a say in the matter.

She followed his wishes and yet he can’t help but want to be selfish and take it all back.

He had been wrong to think she had been lacking anything because she was everything. She was perfect to him, for him.

He couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him.

Fate had told him she was his, a gift from the universe to cherish and like a spoiled brat he threw it away, ruined it. ‘Seems to run in the family’, he thought bitterly.

(Y/n) (L/n) was everything he wanted and he didn’t deserve her.

The worst part was that the person who helped him realize that was the hotheaded blonde of 1-A (now 2-A).

He was the one who brought out the best in (y/n) or maybe the only one who had bothered to listen, who had bothered to truly see her.

Todoroki couldn’t help but resent him for it yet he was grateful, because without Bakugou pushing her to open up, he would have never realized that he had shut the door on something beautiful without opening it.

“Why are you out here? Curfew is in 20 minutes” he heard her soft voice.

He didn’t reply and he felt her sit beside him on the stairs.

And there was silence.

What could he possibly say now?

Im sorry? That seemed too shallow

“It’s okay you know?” She began.

He finally listened.

“I’ll be honest, it had hurt- you had hurt me when you shut me out without giving me a chance to prove myself worthy of being on your wrist. I questioned if it had been something I did, something I didn’t do, or if it had been my appearance that had caused you to utter those words. Bakugou told me that it shouldn’t be something I beat myself over, that if it had been me that you would have told me, but you didn’t. You just told me that your heart belonged to another”

She stopped and finally looked at him, and he at her.

“ Im sorry things between you two didn’t work out how you wanted them to-” she had began, but he didn’t let her finish.

“Don’t. It’s not your fault, it’s mine. I thought I knew what I wanted and if I’m being honest I think I just wanted to be able to choose at least one thing for myself.” He said without thinking, it was time he stopped hiding from the truth, the selfish truth he hid under his not so pure love for Momo.

“Ever since I was born I have been nothing but a tool for my father. The just right child with the just right quirk. I wasn’t allowed to spend time with my siblings, I wasn’t allowed to play, I wasn’t allowed to make my own decision. It was always my father, and then I found out I wasn’t able to choose who I wanted to be with because apparently fate did that, so I would question what it is that I got to decide for myself

because if fate and my father made the decisions then what was I left with? What part of my life was actually mines for the taking?” He looked at the ground unable to continue meeting her eyes.

“So even if it’s not enough I do apologize, (y/n), for thinking so selfishly that I didn’t take into consideration the fact that you didn’t choose me either and that I didn’t try to make it easier for the both of us” he said clenching his fist to keep some sort of anchor on his mess of emotions.

Todoroki felt a small hand (or at least smaller that his own) lay on top of his own.

“Maybe we’ve both been going about this the wrong way? So what if we have each other’s name on our wrist? that doesn’t mean we should get married next week” (y/n) said in an attempt to lighten his load, to let him know that he didn’t need to beat himself over it just like she didn’t need to.

“ let’s just start as friends and see how things go and then maybe someday who knows” she shrugged her shoulders casually and flashed him a smile.

Todoroki looked at her and she at him.

He relaxed his hand that was underneath her and let himself hold her hand.

“Someday?” He asked

“Someday” she grinned.

(Y/n) cleared her throat and held her hand out for a handshake making him raise an eyebrow

“Hi my name is (y/n) (l/n) let’s be friends”

“I’m Shoto Todoroki, and I would like that very much”

“ I’m Aizawa, the teacher and you two need to get to bed”

“Yes sir!”

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seiijohhh · 3 years

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(the) depths of us [1/?]

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