Reality Show: Pro Heroes Wives (Todoroki Shoto Edition)
There is a reality show where pro heroes' wives are on television and paid to be there. It is juicy gossip and pure drama. There are a few wives in this second season who were kept out of the spotlight which adds mystery and theories to be created about who they were married to.
The beginning of this reason already revealed which Pro Heroes Wives will be featured which is the reason why it has been a hot topic. There are some Pro Heroes who have kept their spouses out of their social media for numerous reasons. The Number 3 Pro Hero Shoto was one of them who kept the identity of their spouse under wraps. There were only a few people who knew about you being his spouse through private events such as parties
This week's episode was about the reveal of who was Pro Hero Shoto’s spouse causing fans to talk about the reveal. The mystery of who was able to capture the Heartthrob Hero. You had lost one of the challenges and had to give a clue of whom you were married to which was a reference at the very beginning of his journey of becoming a hero. He has now already changed that part of his costume to get rid of the name from children.
“My name is not five weenies.”
Within the house, people who didn’t already know the connection are having the hardest time making the connection. People who haven’t followed the Pro Hero Shoto from the beginning wouldn’t get the reference. Years have passed since that name was attached to his identity as a hero. It wasn’t something that could be searched through the internet, easily.
The culprit who ended up tweeting who it was referencing was a young child back then during the provisional exam for Pro Hero Shoto and Pro Hero Dynamite to get their licenses. The culprit is now working an apprenticeship at The Pro Hero Shoto agency. They had accidentally used their official account instead of their private account.
OfficalBing: “My name is not five weenies.” *attaches a very young-looking Shoto with his costume with circles around where the five weenies come from.* #ProHeroShotowife
The Pro Hero Chargebolt official account liked the tweet which is how it was blown up in a matter of hours. Fans search through the internet making connections to confirm it. There are a small number of pictures posted on social media of the two of you showing any sort of intimacy. The evidence of the five weenies was indeed Shoto that was dug up through the Pro Hero Chargebolt at the beginning of his account during his time at U.A High School. There was also a clip of an old interview with Shoto saying that same thing.
Overnight, the five weenies became a meme against the Pro Hero will, something he has tried to prevent from happening by changing that part of his costume.
Overall the Pro Hero confirms his fan's theories by posting a few pictures of the two of you kissing each other and a super old picture of his younger self kissing your cheek with a bewildered face. The two of you were huddled underneath a blanket on a couch with the sunset in the background.
At TikTok, The Pro Hero Pinky posts a collaboration of the two of you being cute in private events including clips of the pro hero having a smile while looking at you with so much adoration and love regardless of the setting.
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BNHA Headcanons: Pro-Hero AU! Todoroki Shoto x Reader
A/N: Posting this separately for @eudonyx so people don't get confused by the Christmas greetings in the ask (I am that slow for some things unfortunately). 😭
Featuring Shoto as a loving husband to Reader. (Gender Neutral, fluff)
If there's one thing Todoroki greatly appreciates, it's routine. But not the kind of routine you'd expect, such as mere morning habits. You see, his life as a pro-hero is quite erratic and unpredictable. You never know when disaster will hit. Or when a villain needs to be defeated. But among this chaos, there's one thing that always stands true, one aspect that never changes: at the end of the day, he comes home to you.
In fact, he'd go as far as to say you're his little corner of peace. The world may burn; as long as his (Y/N) is by his side, there's still hope to cling onto. It's just the way it's always been: You are his greatest source of comfort. And so, after a long, busy day, he cannot wait to open the door and see your welcoming smile and hear your soothing voice.
It's the little things in life that matter. This is the philosophy Todoroki adheres to. He has a fantastic reputation, and the masses adore him. He's frequently interviewed and invited to events. Yet, for him, nothing compares to an evening spent hanging out with you. No amount of fame can ever compare to the love and understanding he receives from his one and only spouse.
Such thoughts are naturally matched by gestures to prove it. Todoroki is an incredibly thoughtful husband. Mind you, he's not the type to impress you with gestures of grandeur. He's one of the top heroes and could easily arrange extravagant proposals if you so desired. He prefers, however, to show he cares in quieter ways. Randomly returning with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. Stopping by your favorite bakery to surprise you with sweets. Handing you tickets to an upcoming concert of your favorite singer (yes, he took the time off from the moment he heard about it).
He is also not one to parade you around, but he will be very firm about his relationship. From an awkward, easily flustered boy, to a tactful, confident man. It's not uncommon for Shouto to be approached by fans with flirtatious intents. In that case, he will smile and keep his distance, adjusting his suit with the same hand that bears his ring. "I hope you find someone who loves you as much as I love my spouse", he'll confess cheerfully. "I can understand your feelings, I am the same as you when it comes to (Y/N)", he'll relate empathetically.
Shouto strives for peace and justice, like any other hero, though he'd be lying if he said it's his main motivation. In reality, his driving force is you. He will do his best again today, so that he can return into your arms once everything is done.
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There's a knock on your door at 3:30PM on the dot.
It's a Sunday, and you're not expecting company, so you're more than a little confused at who could be coming calling.
Even more so when you open the door to sea of colour right before your eyes.
"Uh," --you step back slightly, eyes scanning over scene before you. They're flowers, you quickly realize, in abundance, in virtually every colour you could ever imagine and more--"hello?"
"I don't,"--you hear Shouto grunt a little, shifting two of the bouquets in his arms so his face peeks out from between a bunch of white hydrangeas and an overflowing bundle of red roses,--"I don't know your favourite flower."
He looks concerned, his brow pinching and his lips pursed, like the thought troubles him.
You gape.
"Shouto, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on patrol?"
He shifts his arms again, and a bouquet of gerberas becomes visible in the crook of his elbow--sunny yellow against the dark blue of his jacket, thrown on overtop of his uniform though it doesn't do much to disguise it.
"I finished early. And I wanted to bring you flowers."
"You brought me a garden, Sho," you say, enthralled and alarmed all at once. You reach out and take three bouquets of blooms from his overflowing arms in an attempt to help, but somehow it doesn't seem to lighten his load at all--like the flowers have multiplied as quickly as you took some away.
You nod behind you, urging him to follow you into your apartment, which he does diligently.
"Well, I didn't know which ones were your favourites."
"So you said," you mutter, setting the three bundles of flowers you carried in atop your kitchen counter. Carefully, Shouto follows suit, placing his armload down slowly as to not damage the fragile stems and blossoms.
Your counter is piled high by the time the last bouquet has been deposited, the delicate scent of flowers slowly filling your apartment.
"This is... a lot," you breathe, as your eyes rake over the hoard. You peek at Shouto from the corner of your eye, and find him staring right at you, seemingly unconcerned with the veritable Eden he's emptied into your tiny kitchen.
"I upset you yesterday," he says slowly, like he's spent time planning out the words meticulously, "and I wanted to apologize. The internet said flowers are a good way to do so, but I don't know which ones are your favourite."
He'd missed dinner plans with your parents the night before. You'd spent the entire meal worried about where he might have been, what may have been keeping him, whether or not he was safe--only to find out he'd lost track of time filling in paperwork at his agency, and forgotten about the meal all together.
You pinch the bridge of your nose.
"Shouto, that doesn't mean you had to clear out the entire flower shop."
"But I wanted to make sure I got you your favourite. So that you knew I was sorry."
You sigh.
"You could have just said it, silly."
Shoto blinks, like he hadn't thought of that.
"Oh."
Shouto's great at what he does, what he knows: being a pro hero, saving people, doing what's right. But he's new to this, you realize. New to being a boyfriend. New to having to be mindful of another person's feelings. New to apologizing.
"I'm sorry."
All at once you feel like you might laugh and cry. He says it so sweetly. So sincerely. So earnestly.
He hasn't taken his eyes off you since the moment you let him though the door.
"I accept your apology, Sho," you say, stepping towards him and wrapping your arms around his waist. "I wasn't even that upset, there will be other dinners."
"I was worried," he murmurs into the top of your hair, his arms holding you tight against him. "I know it was important to you. I know that you worry."
You pull yourself away, though he only allows you far enough that you can lift your head to look at him. His cheeks are pink as you peek up towards his face.
"Well, it's not like I could stay mad when you show up at my door with my favourite flowers, could I?" you ask, a little smile playing at your lips.
He smiles too, bright and eager, pride swimming behind the mismatched hues of his eyes. "Which ones are they?"
"Peonies," you say, pressing yourself to him once more and burrowing your face against him. "The pink ones at the top of the pile."
Shouto hugs you tight. "I like those ones too."
"Yeah?" you ask, laughing into the blue material stretched across his chest.
"Yeah," he agrees, "I think I have more of them in the car, too."
Your head pops up in shock.
"There's more?"
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I feel so bad for Dabi.Imagine your dad loves you and is good to you,your little sister and your mom for the first few years of your life but then suddenly he starts becoming abusive to all of you because he cares more about power than his wife and kids and treats you and your siblings like you're nothing because you weren't born with the powers he wanted and it hurts you so much that combined with the rest of his mistreatment that you start hating your own baby brother because he's the only one he sort of cares about anymore(not really but you're only 9 so you can't understand that yet).
Then when you get older,you burn almost your whole body and nearly die because of it and when you wake up,you can't even cry about your pain anymore-physical AND emotional-and you find out nothing's changed at home so you get so angry that you stop caring about not hurting others and become a supervillain.And once you're an adult,you manage to find a new family who loves and cares about you just as much as your birth one but some fucking bootlicker decides to insert himself into it by pretending to be friends with you and them and he murders your best friend,who was also one of the first friend's you had period,and disregards all the horrific things your dad did because he thinks his feelings are more important than yours.
Not only that but so many people say you were always evil to take the blame off the latter and victim blame you and just as many say you were/are in love with the former,both based off nothing.Call me a 'Dabi apologist' all you want,i don't give two shits that an abuse survivor who could never get therapy is an asshole as a coping mechanism,he's earned it and i also don't care that he killed FICTIONAL people,because he's a literal villain and if you fiveheadasses can stan and thrist after the person that made him that way and ship him with the guy who killed someone he loved,i can love a character that's actually good
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