todoroki family brunch: fuyumi doing the catering like the older sister she is, natsuo suicide baiting their father 30min into this brunch, rei is on the balcony tanning, shoto has no idea what’s going on, and dabi feeds hawks a concoction of all alcoholic beverages that were on the table, just to see what happens with someone whose quirk probably makes them a lightweight, happy sunday.

Trust - Part 5

Shoto Todoroki x Reader 

+ Minors DNI 

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My lids felt heavy as I struggled to open my eyes to the bright room. The furniture in Hitoshi’s room becoming clear as my vision cleared, and I could take in all my surroundings. A very silent and stoic Mr Aizawa standing by the door, arms crossed, his face unreadable. I pulled the blankets up, becoming aware that I currently only had one of Hitoshi’s shirts on over my underwear. Something I was comfortable showing Hitoshi, but not so much the Erasure Hero.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, his voice deep and even though I knew he wasn’t accusing me of anything I still felt like I was in trouble. Guilt still seemed to be the only emotion I could manage.

“I feel fine. I didn’t have much to drink at all last night.” I answered, trying to laugh off his question.

“Even though I’m not thrilled about the underage drinking, I think you know that isn’t what I meant.”

I knew what he meant, my head dropping to my bare thighs where I fidgeted with the hem of the shirt. Memories of last night came flooding back and I couldn’t help but cringe at the feeling. The feeling of being overwhelmed with all those emotions, feeling things that I wasn’t meant to be feeling.

“I- um, I’ve got it under control now, I’m sorry about what happened last night. I should have um- I- It’s all my fault.” I barely got out before a tear ran down my face.

“Y/N. What happened wasn’t your fault, you and Sen are both almost adults and weren’t doing anything wrong. I think there was just too much alcohol and not enough communication which was the cause of the outburst. Don’t blame yourself for the actions of others.” Mr Aizawa said lowly, walking over and sitting on the desk chair across from me. Despite his gruff exterior, he was one of the most noble men you had ever met. Also, one of the best heroes.

“Um, did… Todoroki. Is he okay?” I asked, heat rising up my neck and making its way across my cheeks. My body betraying me and my intentions of trying to come across cool, calm and collected.

“He went to shower; he didn’t leave you at all last night. I’m sure it was quite cozy with all 3 of you in here last night.” Aizawa stated, standing, and making his way over to the door. He stayed? Why? What could Shoto Todoroki gain from laying on the ground like a dog and guarding me? Was he worried that I was going to have another meltdown and his ice would be able to help?

“Put on some pants, come downstairs. Everyone was worried about you, and they made breakfast.”

“I have to go finish some paperwork because Bakugo and Denki decided to defend you honour last night. Noble but stupid.”

My eyes widened; they really did that for me? I wanted to smile but thought it best to wait before the teacher was out of the room.

When the door clicked, I jumped up and found some spare clothes that I kept here. A pair of leggings that covered my bare thighs and a sweatshirt that added warmth to my cold body. I thought it best to have a quick look at my appearance before leaving the room and scaring any students. Knowing that sometimes my hair could be exceptionally large and in charge. Pleasantly surprised that someone, I would guess Hitoshi had taken off my makeup, and left a thick hair tie on the corner of the mirror, the tie perfect for restraining the small afro that had started to form on my head.

Before I could talk myself out of it, I left the room and headed to the direction of Todoroki’s dorm, wanting to thank him for all his help. My body moving before my mind could decide this might be the worst decision I had ever made.

                                                            *

The knock on the wooden door seemed to echo throughout the hall. The only noise in the empty hallway.

“It’s fine, just say thank you then leave.” I said to myself. Eyes closed and breathing in heavily. My anxiety through the roof. Caught between wanting to thank Todoroki for all his help but also never wanting to see him again because the last time I did, our faces were inches apart and I was hysterically crying. On the verge of an actual mental breakdown.

“Leave? You only just got here.” The voice shocking me out of my thoughts. My fidgeting hands stopping by my sides and going completely still. Maybe if I didn’t move, he wouldn’t notice me, and I could make a quick escape I thought to myself. My eyes still looking down at my feet, seeing Todoroki’s bare feet opposite mine.

“I hope you don’t think that if you stand still, I won’t see you.”

Feeling defeated, I looked up slowly. Taking in the sight before me. There was Shoto Todoroki, still dripping wet from the shower, towel hung low on his hips. Almost everything on full display. His whole body was toned and clearly built to be a Pro Hero. I didn’t think I had seen anything so sexy. The muscles of his body clearly from all the years of training.

“I- um. Thanks.” I choked out, trying to keep still, my eyes travelling up and down his body. Wanting to take it all in, knowing that I’d never be seeing this again.

“I told you I could see you naked.” I said quietly, recalling the conversation we had in my workshop. Wanting to relieve some tension. A hearty chuckle leaving his lips and reaching my ears.

“Do you want me to drop the towel? Technically I’m not fully naked yet.” He said back, voice flirty and lighthearted.  For a second you forgot the awkwardness you were feeling moments ago and laughed. His hand coming out and resting on your elbow.

“Are you okay?” He asked, the mood shifting again, becoming serious. His hands still firmly on me, warm to the touch. I hardly knew him, but he was comforting, his presence very quickly becoming one you didn’t know if you could live without.

He was charming, funny, smart and dedicated. All facts you had learned from him being in your workshop every afternoon for the past week. Both of you learning about each other, casually flirting and making jokes with each other. He had definitely come along was from the little first year who thought that if he smiled people would die.

“Thank you, seriously. I’m glad you were there.” I said honestly. Not sure what would have happened if he didn’t find me and help me get a hold of my quirk. The thought of feeling all those emotions for any longer making your stomach drop and fill with dread.

“You also didn’t have to stay with me last night, I know those cots aren’t too comfy.” I said, playing with a stray curl that had fallen out of the tie awkwardly. You felt bad for him really, you knew how small and not suited for someone so tall and broad they were.

“I wanted you in my room but Shinso took you off me. I didn’t want to let you go.” He admitted lowly, dropping his head and bringing it down next to my ear. His breath warm on the side of my face. My cheeks heating up, stepping back and out of his grip.

He looked sincere, his eyes honest as I looked into them, but I couldn’t fall for it. I wanted to believe him but deep down I knew how people really were. I knew that I couldn’t let anyone else in.

My friendship quota full, no matter how wet and handsome they currently looked standing before me.

“I’m going to wear you down Y/N.” He almost whispered, stepping out of his room to make up the space I made between us. His body pressed flushed against mine, the water from his torso wetting the material of my sweater. His hand came out and played with the bottom of the sweater, toying with the material between his fingers.

“Wear me down? Don’t say it like it’s so easy.” I admitted, looking up but not moving back. Our bodies, still pressed up against each other.

“I like a challenge.”

“I’m nothing like any of the villains you’ve face before.”

“I’m excited to find out just how different you are.” He said lowly, small smile on his face as his hand shifted under the sweater and rested on my waist, his other hand coming up and resting on my cheek. Holding me in place.

“I can feel it, this wall you have put up. From a past heart break or family drama, doesn’t matter. I’ll learn soon enough. Just know that I’m going to break it down and you are going to want to be with me just as badly as I want to be with you.” He stated so surely, his mouth inching closer to mine, his breath fanning my face. Stopping short of our lips touching, Todoroki shifting and kiss the corner of my mouth, right on the cheek.  

“We should go get some breakfast. Give me a minute.”

Without another word Todoroki turned and went back into his dorm, closing the door slightly to get changed. No, evidence on his face about what had just happened, or almost happened. Definitely the opposite of me who was beyond flustered, cheeks red and a little turned on.

                                                              *

The common room and kitchen looked different from when I saw it last. The couches were pushed back together, no empty bottles littered the floor and the space was completely bare of drunk teenagers unlike how it was when I left last night.

“Girl… so how are you feeling?” Mina asked, sitting next to me scooping food onto my plate.

“I have never been better; I feel so good about everything in my life right now. So balanced.” I said, looking over at her as she rolled her eyes.

“Sarcasm isn’t real humor extra. If you feel like shit you should just say it!” Bakugo said from the other side of me, nudging me with his arm. I had already thanked him for last night, feeling honored that he would stick up for me like that whereas Denki’s thanks would have to wait until he decided to emerge from his room.

“You have no reason to feel shit by the way. He is a fuck. He deserved the punch he got.”

“Not that I don’t agree with you, but I definitely think I should be held accountable for some of it. I mean he wouldn’t have acted like that if we weren’t sleeping together.” I stated, shrugging my shoulders and scooping food into my mouth.

“Just because you guys had sex doesn’t mean he can touch or talk to you like how he did. Once a dickhead always a dickhead.” Bakugo said back, sipping his tea.

You had to agree, the situation you were in last night had scared you. Watching Sen act like that startled you and reminded you that anyone was capable of anything under certain conditions. Before you could reply two large hands came down on your shoulders, squeezing lightly.

“Morning Y/N, sorry about last night. Sorry I couldn’t be there to help.” Kiri said sadly, concern clear in his tone.

“Where were you last night shitty hair?!” Bakugo yelled.

“I was with um Aiko… and Kameko and um whatever her twin sister’s name is.” Kiri said nonchalantly, scratching the back of his neck and sitting down in one of the spare seats at the table. I almost choked on my coffee, the fact that Eijiro Kirishima was casually talking about having a foursome over breakfast blowing my mind.

“Dude, you are my hero.” Mineta said, practically drooling as he looked at the red head.

“How do you even make that happen? What do you say?” Mineta asked.

“I do this thing called um respecting women and being a top guy. Something you clearly haven’t grasped.” Kiri said, slapping Mineta’s hand away that was held out for a high five. Bakugo chuckled to himself, turning back to his food as Mineta still probed Kiri for details. Which the latter absolutely didn’t divulge.

The mood felt nice. Comfortable. I was grateful to call these people my friends and know that we could talk and be like this together. As I looked around I didn’t miss Todoroki who kept his eyes firmly on me, which he seemed to be making a habit of and Momo, who had her eyes fixed on him

a love like the movies  — todoroki shoto

ೃ pairing: (new pro hero! shoto todoroki x female reader)

ೃ  warnings: none

ೃ genre: fluff overload

ೃ word count: 2,024 words

ೃ   𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮 (𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞! 𝐮𝐰𝐮) 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 (𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐜:)

ೃ 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. 𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫!! 

ೃ 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨: 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐱 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐲

ೃ Shoto spends his only day of rest and relaxation by watching iconic tv shows with you 

Being one of the top pro-heroes of Japan, Shoto Todoroki always had a tight schedule. May it be fighting off villains, attending interviews from local and international news, managing his father's hero agency, or seeing through the internship of some aspiring heroes, he barely has enough time to be with his family and loved ones. Today, Shoto has one and a half days off before he has to go off to this big mission in the South of Japan.... and what better way would the Top No. 3 Hero do than spend it than with you? "Hey (Y/N)." Shoto calls out to you, in his usual monotonous voice that you know and love, holding a bag of popcorn. "What's up?" You look up to him, whilst propping the pillows on the couch and the table for your TV show marathon. "I got a joke.." He says monotonously, to the point you couldn't even tell if he was even about to say a joke or not. "Is your name Ariel?" "Why?" You ask, playing along with his joke. "Because I think we mermaid for each other." He stifles a laugh, trying his best not to laugh out loud (at a joke he apparently made on his own) as he jumps onto the couch. "Oh my goddd Shoto-kun." You groan loudly, shaking your head. "Since when were you one to make dad jokes? This is slightly out of character for you in all honesty." You cross your arms, still trying to process the fact that your boyfriend. The ever so proud and handsome, Todoroki Shoto, literally just said a dad joke right in front of your face. As in directly to you. Who knew this day would come? "Kaminari said that you'd fall even more head over heels in love with me if I told you a dad joke" He deadpans, cuddling up next to you. "I missed you too much." He pecks your cheek and you couldn't help but giggle. It was a pleasant surprise when your Half Cold-Half Hot boyfriend was in your doorstep this morning. You initially thought that he would be spending his whole day resting, but he did promise that he would at least have a movie or TV marathon with you before he had to go off in a important mission. You just felt guilty that he had to spend it on his only day of rest and relaxation for the month, and then he's back to work. "These are the shows that Izuku recommended." You show him DVDs of Friends, The Office and How I met your Mother. "After all, you do want to watch some old popular sit-coms right?" "Aside from that, Izuku might have slipped and confessed to me that you said that you've been dying to watch some of these." He looks at you and tilts his head, grabbing one of the DVDS. "Well then, let's get to it." "I have a list of some of the most recommended episodes of each show right here." You bring out a piece of paper, hundreds of words scribbled onto it. The love of your life couldn't help but laugh at your eagerness and your interest at the shows that you two were going to be watching. "I'll go cook up some Cold Soba for the two of us. Are you sure you're fine with setting up the TV?" "Yes... I mean Of course!" You nod profusely. "It'd be a huge mess if I was the one who cooked our food instead." Shoto smiles at you and ruffles your hair as he stands up from the couch and heads to the kitchen. After fixing everything up, You put in the 5th Season DVD of The Office (as Izuku had recommended it had one of the best episodes in the series) and you press on the remote control for it to skip to the 13th episode titled Stress Relief. Shoto comes back earlier than expected with two bowls of Cold Soba on both of his hands. "So...what did I miss?" "Gee. That was fast." You get one of the bowls and chopsticks from him and start munching on the noodles. "Not that I'm complaining though. Amazing as always Pee Pee guy." You giggle. "You're really bringing that back huh?" He smirks at you and puts down his bowl of soba. You wonder why until he scoots over to you and slides his hands on your waist. Now, you knew exactly why. "Hey! Stop it! You might think I'm All Might's love child!" You laugh, teasing him again, even though you were already being tickled mercilessly. Shoto stops for a second to give you an enticing glare and then tickles you again, only harder this time. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) The episode had started playing as the intro of the Office appeared in the screen. Shoto stops tickling you as he didn't want to waste more time than he already has, and the two of you start watching You take a deep breath, trying to recover from your endorphin rush. "You have to watch the intro to this episode! It's hilarious!" You nudge Shoto, wanting him to pay more attention. The two of you start snickering when one of the main characters, Dwight, as a way to teach fire safety, sets a fire in an office trash can with a cigarette, saying "Today smoking will save lives." with a straight face. Chaos then ensues in the episode. During the subsequent panic, the office's only copy machine was destroyed, one of them smashes a window to call for help, and an improv of one of the characters, taking advantage of the havoc by raiding the snack machine. One of the female worker characters even had a cat hidden in her file cabinet, and she had tossed it into the air vent so that it could escape. You were already laughing your heart out, looking at Shoto to see if he was laughing the same way as you were too, only for your glance at him to time perfectly, as he lets out a burst of laughter; one that you rarely see from him. Your eyes lit up and you feel your heart burst from seeing your usually so stoic and stern boyfriend, show such an array of positive emotions. "Why is this funnier than it should be?" His cute laugh echoes throughout your apartment. "I have to go do this with Izuku and the others some time." You laugh along with him, "Make sure to call me up if ever you guys ever end up making one!" You watch a few more episodes until you hear rain pouring outside. You pause the episode that the two of you were watching for a minute, and then stood up to look outside the window. "This is so cool! It really sets the mood!" You jump up and down as you couldn't contain your excitement and rush to your room. Your boyfriend looks at you puzzled, as he didn't know what you were being so happy about, until you came back from your room with a long and big fuzzy blanket. "It's cuddle weather!" You sit back on the couch and nuzzle next to Shoto, putting the blanket on top of the two of you. You rest your head on his shoulder and continue watching. You ended up watching all the episodes of season five of The Office for the whole morning. You took a look at the time. It was already the afternoon and you had several more hours to spare, so you then pop in a DVD of the 3rd season of Friends. "Rachel and Ross' relationship is really getting on my nerves." Shoto pouts in disappointment. You chuckle lightly because of how cute he looked and because of how interested he was. "There's so much drama in this series. How come Izuku considers this as one of his favorite shows?" He shakes his head yet continues watching. "They were on a break." You nudge his arm, referencing one of Ross' most iconic lines. "You know what? Speaking of breaks, I'm going on a bathroom break." He stands up from the couch and goes straight to the bathroom. You giggle at his sudden interest in the show, since he is now able to have his own criticisms and opinions on it. He comes back with a huge grin on his face. You look up at him. "Hm? Anything wrong?" "Hey, how you doin? "He says in a thick Japanese accent as he winks at you, trying to copy Joey's iconic pick-up line from the show. "Oh my goddddd Sho-kun." You groan at his antics again. "I can't even give you a pass for that. That was a really bad joke." On the inside however, you wanted to die of embarrassment and of giddiness. His sudden spike of confidence and how hot he looked whilst reciting one of the most iconic tv show lines of all time. You just wanted to tackle him down and cuddle all night, just from him saying that line alone. You were that aroused. "If Joey can get a girl to fall for him through that line, then why can't I do it on you?" "Because- I'm not like one of those girls... I'm one of a kind." You wink back at him. "Okay now that was a bad joke." "Yea yea I know... Let's just get back to watching Friends." The last episode of the season ended with the beach house, and you turned to look at Shoto for his comments. "Chandler really was the star of the show in this season. So was Phoebe. You know, I'll bet you 500 Million Yen that Chandler and Monica will end up together after that last episode." You were surprised at Shoto's attention to detail on the body languages of the characters. How'd he predict that the two would end up in one of the later seasons of the show "Wait til' Season Four." You boop his nose, keeping the spoilers for another future Friends marathon. The next show on your list was How I met Your Mother, though the show was quite similar to Friends, it did have a lot of good elements that the latter didn't have. Although the two of you just ended up watching the last few episodes of How I Met Your Mother since both of you were able to watch the previous seasons prior to your marathon. In the middle of one of the last episodes, Shoto gets comfortable and lays down on the sofa. He leaves a little space for you to sit on, though you didn't complain since you were too invested in the show. The last episode ends, and the credits start to roll. It was already the middle of the night and you were quite sleepy. You stretch your arms and lay down on his chest, Shoto brings you closer for warmth and whispers, "You know, I can't wait to tell our future kids our love story and tell them, "'And that kids is how I met your mother." You giggle and smile at his comment and slowly close your eyes, you hear the faint sound of the TV turning off and the rain still pouring outside, as you drift off to dreamland. "Midoriya. I'll probably be a bit late for our call time tomorrow." Shoto speaks in a soft voice on his phone, as a way to try and not to wake you up. "I just got into a little situation. Nothing big." Your boyfriend smiles, playing with your hair and looking at you with all the love he has to offer in this world. "Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow." Shoto whispers loudly and then ends the call. He turns off his phone and plants a kiss on your forehead. He closes his eyes, a contented smile on his face, as he also drifts off to sleep whilst you sleeping soundly on his chest. That night, both of you could not imagine spending an even better day with each other, but being in each other's arms. ♡ The End.

Pregnant s/o hcs: Mirio, Bakugo, Todoroki, Midoriya, Iida, Tamaki

SFW, just super fluffy 

Mirio:

If you don’t think this man is tearing up when you tell him... uhhh you’d be wrong

He is crying over you and so happy, will kneel and just kiss your tummy 

And when you’re in bed that night going to sleep, every few minutes he will nuzzle in closer and whisper, “hey guess what? We’re gonna have a baby” 

Anytime he says he loves you now he says it to your tummy too 

“I love you Y/n, I love that you are mine and I love that you’re going to be the mother of my child” *bends down* “And I love you too baby” 

He will have a really hard time waiting until the second trimester to tell anyone but once he is able, everyone will know, and he’s going to have a party in your honor. 

He will treat you like a queen, back rubs and foot rubs...

I feel like when you first tell him you’re pregnant he will come home a few days later with a box... when you open it, it’s a maternity dress, and its actually really pretty, with lace and silk, and nice and stretchy... 

“I know you don’t need it now, but I saw it when I was out and thought it would look perfect on you...”

He will compliment you every second of every day, will trace your stretch marks and tell you they make you beautiful because it’s all part of you becoming a mother, it’s a natural tattoo, a reminder of how you’re growing a life inside you

He will want to throw a gender reveal party 

And no, it can’t be as simple as balloons popping out of a box, he’s gotta have something extravagant to celebrate like fireworks, monster trucks, or a paid actor dressed as a baby

You’re having his baby! This is a pinnacle moment in his life and he is not about to have some basic ass party

Mirio is definitely the kind of guy who thinks you can’t have sex because it could hurt the baby, you will have to make a very embarrassing call to your doctor about that... 

He is looking forward to owning dad sandals (who are we kidding he prolly already does)

Bakugo:

This man will shit himself, make sure he is sitting down

“Bakugo... I’m pregnant”

“Hah?” 

“I’m having a baby! You’re gonna be a dad”

He’s really happy and excited, he has no doubt you’ll be an amazing mom but he’s kinda worried about him being a dad... 

Am I fit to raise a kid? Will I be a good dad?

He will probably start working more and almost go on over drive... He will start coming home later, picking up earlier shifts... And when you ask him, “Katsuki, are you not happy about the baby?”  He will kinda break down and tell you “No of course I’m fucking happy about the baby, I just want the world to be safe for our kid... and I only have 8 months till then and-” He drops to his knees in front of you and he’s tearing up. You’ll get onto your knees too and just hug him, “Katsuki, you can’t fix the world before we have our baby,” you’ll look at him lovingly as he realizes how absurd he was being. “But we can prepare to be the best parents we can be...” “Prepare? We’re already gonna be the best parents.”

Okay, Bakugo hypes up the baby too, like...

“Katsuki, come here! The baby is kicking!” *he puts his hand on your tummy* “Baby’s so strong, just like us,” *grabs you and kisses you* “I knew we made a fucking perfect kid”

He will try kill anyone who oversteps the boundary with the bump (like touching the bump without asking)

“OI EXTRA, you wanna take your fucking hands off my woman and my kid or do  I have to do that for you...” 

Bakugo would be very unnecessarily competitive in birthing class

Will wake you up in the middle of the night at least once, he’s just laying on his back staring wide eyed at the ceiling... “What if I explode the baby?”

You’ll roll over and look at him annoyed, “you won't explode the baby,” 

He will settle again once you give him cuddles 

You cannot tell me that he would not be your biggest cheerleader when you’re actually giving birth, “PUSH, FUCKING PUSH DUMB ASS!” 

Todoroki: 

This man freaks out for a sec... cuz daddy issues. But he has a strong resolve so he will come out of it quickly and decide how to 

“Shoto, you aren’t anything like Endeavor, you’re going to be an amazing dad”

He will be extremely happy, but his excitement will be softer

Everyday after you tell him he says you’re glowing

He will want to cook you special things because it’s healthy for the baby, or so his mother told him

Speaking of his mother, she taught him how to knit when he went to visit her in the hospital so you’ll find him knitting little hats and bootie and jackets for the baby

He will nest just as much, if not more than you do

You’ll find him awake at 3AM trying to put together some bullshit ikea thing for the baby with the tiny allen wrench they give you for free. “Shoto, come back to bed... we can do that in the morning” “But the baby needs somewhere to sleep,” “Yes, and I’m not due for another two months”

Shoto is already so soft but I think he would be softer

Like when you fall asleep on the couch, he gets home and just cuddles up to you and asks your bump how it’s day was. He will talk to the bump until you wake up and then he just pepper your face with kisses.  

He is the only one of all these men who doesn’t shit himself and die when watching the birthing tape. I think he would be calm and say something like “a woman’s body is made to carry and deliver a child, there’s nothing to be frightened of.”

Midoriya: 

When you tell him, he’s gonna cry

He will want to call his mom right away  

Midoriya is the kinda guy to have a box of his things from when he was a kid stored away to give to his child (it’s all All Might merch but, ya know)

He definitely panics and worries if he is going to be a good father but he takes all that anxiety and just turns it into energy to care for you with

He is already signing you up for birthing classes 

This man would take you to all your doctors visits, acupuncture appointments, prenatal massages, and even a strange healing session done in the back room of a health good shop (don’t worry, he checked google reviews, 346 people, and 5 stars) (You weren't sure about it at first, but you felt very at peace afterwards, def worth the 5 star review)

He just really wants you to be happy and healthy

It would be understatement to say he treats you like a queen... he treats you like a goddess, and he tells you everyday how grateful he is that you’re his love and giving him a baby. Especially when you feel insecure about how your body is changing

He will want to make the nursery Hero themed... with an All Might wall decal... you’ll eventually opt for something a little less... exuberant like jungle animals or something. But the compromise is the All Might mobil that spins and says “I am here” while playing twinkle twinkle little star.

He will read to the bump, and sing to it because he wants the baby to know his voice

Will make a ‘goodnight’ song with you for the baby to sing to it every night 

Tenya: 

Tenya is so excited and immediately starts thinking of things he needs to do for you and baby

The day after he will come home with a bag from the store full of prenatal vitamins and herbal teas that are safe to drink 

“My love! I have brought you Evening Primrose supplements, it’s supposed to help with your delivery.” 

I think he has name ideas picked out already and is very excited to show them to you. They are all related to the Iida family.

He would ask his brother for advice and would be so excited to tell him when it’s time. 

Don’t even worry about pregnancy brain. Iida’s got you, he will help you remember everything you need to know and he will be patient with your cloudy thoughts. 

Iida is so matter of fact tho, I can see it coming off as insensitive, especially when you’re dealing with mood swings.

“Darling, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you it’s just that those chips make your stomach hurt and I was only trying to-” “YOU JUST DONT WANT ME TO BE HAPPYYYY!!!!!!” “My darling, I want all the happiness in the world for you, you are the mother of my child, I- please don’t cry” 

He really loves you a lot and he will learn to be a little gentler with you during this phase of the pregnancy

Braxton hicks contractions (the little fake contractions you get during the third trimester, closer to the due date) will send him into panic mode. 

But he is also so organized that he is R E A D Y 

You clutch your stomach and inhale sharply and sit down, he’s already running to get the hospital bag and getting the keys for the car. 

(The hospital bag includes, diapers, baby clothes, blankets, stress balls for you to squeeze during contractions and a birth mix which includes mostly Baroque composers but theres a few taylor swift and harry styles songs because he thinks it would be cool if the baby was born to Adore You, because Iida adores you and that baby so much)

Tamaki:

He is terrified

But ultimately knowing that he has a child on the way actually does wonders for his confidence because he wants his child to have a good example and he doesn’t want the child to inherit his crippling shyness

He really is there for you and much like Shoto, shows it in a soft way

Tamaki is so food oriented already that he is especially considerate of your cravings and would probably try them, no matter how weird they are

Pregnancy makes you super hungry but thats okay because Tamaki is a brilliant cook

Tamaki is also very sensitive to the knowledge that it will change after the baby is born and that he has you all to himself for just a little while longer

He is going to take you on special weekend trips, like a sleepy beach town to just relax and eat good food

He will also take you on extra dates because he just wants to soak up your time together as a couple

He is very aware of how much work you’re doing constantly to carry his child and he will want to spoil you 

“Y-you’re just so beautiful, a-and you chose me, and now you’re carrying my child...I just... I love you so much and thank you for letting me be yours b-because you make me so happy.” 

He will freak out when he sees the birthing tape

“I-I am so sorry, I can’t believe I’ve put you through this... you’re- you-  This is all my fault...” *panic panic panic*

But when you’re actually in labour he is very supportive, he will just apologize while you’re screaming in agony and wish there was something else he could do other than bring you ice chips...

Rockabye

Genre: Angst, Drama, Fluff

Warnings: Swearing, TW Child Abuse, TW Neglect, TW Alcoholism, TW Drug Use

Bakugo x F Reader x Shinsou Poly

Masterlist

The Return of Rei Todoroki| The Return 2| The Return 3

The Return 2

Y/N parked her car, unclicked her seat belt, and opened the door stepping out into the cool night air. Pulling her jacket around her, she pulled her phone out to text Katsuki; simply informing him of her location. Sliding her phone back in her pocket, she pushed the key fob walking towards the cafe, her car beeping locked behind her. Peering through the window, she scanned her eyes around the building until she noticed a familiar head of dark midnight hair huddle in the corner. Wrenching the door open, she stepped in.

Sliding her jacket off, Y/N slide into the booth across from Nemuri. The woman in front of her hadn’t even bothered to acknowledge her presence, and that was fine. She was fine with waiting until Nemuri was ready to talk. For the next hour, the two women sat in complete silence.

*A/N: This section will be written out in manuscript conversation form*

Nemuri:  Sighing softly, she spoke; “I think...I think I’m ready to talk about it.” she whispered, eyes trained on the table in front of her.

Y/N: “What exactly happened Nem?” she asked, tracing her fingers softly over Nemuri’s interlocked fingers.

Nemuri: “I had planned to leave work early, and surprise Enji. I left at noon; got my hair done...I even stopped at the store to buy his favorites to make him something nice for dinner...It had been a while since we had any one on one time.” she mumbled. Taking a sip of her coffee she continued on, “I knew he would be in the office, until at least 6. I called his secretary to confirm that he was in meetings and made my way over to his place.” her lips trembled now as the memories moved to the front of her eyelids. “When I got there, I was met with noises, which was odd; because I knew the maids were always gone by 1130 on thursdays...” she squeezed her fists tightly, knuckles turning white. “I made my way further into the house, only to hear a voice to the left of me...there was a woman draped across the couch...i-in nothing but Enji’s robe...the robe t-that I a-always...” 

Unable to finish her sentence, Nemuri’s body shook as she sobbed finally, letting the emotions spill over. Y/N slid out of her seat and over to her side pulling her into a hug. Stroking her hair she cooed softly, as she let Nemuri cry out her frustrations.

Y/N: “What happened next Nem?” she murmured softly. 

Nemuri: sniffling, she continued on, “She asked me who I was...and what I was doing in her husbands home. I told her that I was his girlfriend and that they had been divorced for years...She just...she laughed at me Y/N. She laughed in my face and told me, that I was a fool and that she and Enji had still been fucking around for years...years!” at this point, Nemuri’s sobbing had ceased, but her body still shook slightly. “I was so angry, becuase god could he really do something like that to me? After everything we’ve been through together?” she asked burying her face in Y/N’s hair. 

Y/N:  Next to her, Y/N’s mind was running through every possible scenario of how she was going to beat Rei’s ass. Still stroking Nemuri’s hair she asked softly, “What exactly did Enji tell you about Rei Nem?”

Nemuri: “ He didn’t go into much detail about her, jus that she wasn’t the best parent and they had stuck things out for the sake of the kids...at least until Sho turned 18.” she answered, dabbing her cheeks with the napkin in front of her. “Why? Is...Is there something I don’t know?” she asked.

Y/N:  “There’s a lot of things you don’t know Nem, and it’s probably best if I tell you, but let me get it all out before you ask your questions.” Y/N murmured moving back to her side of the booth...tapping her fingers against the table she spoke. “ I grew up in an orphanage, and as shitty as it was; I got lucky when I won the scholarship to attend school at Shoto’s school...I met Shoto when I beat these kids up for making fun of his scar...That scar was the result of Rei pouring hot water over him because he looked too much like his father.” she murmured eyes cast down towards the table. “I didn’t really know the extent of Rei’s abuse before I met Shoto, but after meeting him and his siblings; I could see the signs...Growing up in an orphanage full of kids who no one wanted, you knew what to look out for; and you knew you had to protect yourself...The Todoroki kids didn’t know those kind of life lessons.” 

Y/N: “The first time I stayed over, Shoto was a little worried, I’d never want to go back. At the time Enji, spent a lot of time at work...he didn’t know how to deal with what was going on at home; so Dabi was the one who took the brunt of the responsibility before I came along.” she said, waving her hand towards the waitress. Pointing at what she wanted to order she continued; “Everything had been fine when I got there, and I had gotten a long pretty well with the siblings...and then the door slammed open and a drunk Rei had come home...Shoto tried to apologize, but I had told him it was fine. I wanted to see what was happening, so I could better understand my new friend.” “She was so drunk, she didn’t even know I was there; but I watched as the good mood quickly disappeared. Natsuo had shrunken into a corner of the room, attempting to make himself practically invisible, and Dabi had made his way towards his mother ready to reign her in. Shoto stood in front of me, trying to hide me from her scrutunizing gaze, but her eyes were focused on Fuyumi.” 

Nemuri sat across from Y/N, her fists clenched as she listened to Y/N tell her about Rei. 

Y/N: “She poked at her slight rolls, and called her a pig. She tugged at her hair and told her it was a rats nest...she said awful things to her child with a voice full of absolute hatred.” she declared fist clenched and her knuckles white. “That was the first of many times I was bared witness to Rei Todoroki treating her kids like shit...I would come over and she would be drunk or strung out on whatever drug she had gotten her hands on that day...There wasn’t a lot I thought I could do, I didn’t want to lose my best friend or the siblings I had grown to love...When something bad happened, I just convinced Dabi that we should leave the house for the day. Enji would give us his credit card and we’d go and find something fun to do...One day when I was 11...I wasn’t able to come over, there was an adoption event at the orphanage and I didn’t have a choice but to go. I wish I had skipped it.” she mumbled. “Maybe if I had, then things would have been different...I went to school the next day, only to be met by the principle and Enji...there had been an accident at the house the night before and Dabi was in the hospital...I had been informed on the way there, that Rei had come home high on LSD and hallucinating. She thought Dabi was a burglar and had thrown the pan he was using to cook at him. He had been knocked unconscious when she knocked over cooking oil, resulting in the kitchen bursting into flames...Fuyumi and Natsuo had been at the library and Shoto was at anger management therapy...” 

Nemuri gripped Y/N’s hands tightly as tears started streaming down her cheeks. 

Y/N: “Rei...She ran out of the house in a panic, as the fire continued to spread throughout the house...she left her child behind...to die in that stupid fucking fire.” she whispered voice laced with hatred. “It was by some fucking miracle, that someone saw and called the fire department right away...Dabi ended up suffering severe burns all over his body; and was attached to a breathing tube for months...I don’t think I’d ever been as angry as I was when Rei showed up to his hospital room, sober and unassuming as to how her son ended up there.”...

Y/N: “It took Enji and three security officers to get me off of her. I couldn’t tell you how it happened, but I couldn’t see anything clearly but Dabi’s bandaged body and the woman responsible for it.”

Nemuri: “Jesus, Y/N... that’s so awful!” she whispered, hands over her mouth; shock adorning her features. 

Y/N: “Yeah well, not a lot could be done. As Enji’s wife she was entitled to half his shit...and her family had tons of money before the marriage...Enji only stayed on because the agreement said she’d get everything if he left her before the last child turned 18...she never even wanted kids...she just had them to trap Enji.” she murmured, taking a bite form the food set in front of her. “After the hospital, Rei made her dislike for me known strongly, but she didn’t abuse her kids anymore on the days I was around; which I tried really hard to do daily; but some things couldn’t be helped.” 

Nemuri: “So what happened after that?” 

Y/N: “For the next 7 years I looked after the Todoroki’s as best as I could. I convinced them to find things to do that would keep them out of the house, and I helped Enji learn how to talk to his kids...I suggested they attend family therapy without Rei...she was hardly ever home after a long discussion with Enji resulting in a tentative agreement that she would get whatever she wanted so long as she stayed away from them...and she had agreed. The older I got, the stronger I got and we had our run-ins from time to time. When I was 16 she found out Fuyumi was a lesbian and before she could go in on her for being an “abomination” I had her by the hair and out the door. I was bigger than I was at 11, so it hurt more...Rei made sure she and I were never in the same vicinity together so she could attempt to torture her children in peace; but I always found out.” “She would rat me out to the orphanage, but at that point they didn’t care what I did. I had my own job, I paid for my own things...I hardly even lived there anymore...” 

Nemuri: “They must have gotten the divorce right?” she asked fingers playing with the thread of her jacket sleeve, remembering how she had met Enji a few days after Shoto’s 19th birthday, 6 years before.

Y/N: She nodded her head, “Enji had the papers drawn up and ready to push through the day Shoto turned 18...Rei must have forgotten her agreement, because she was absolutely livid; but it didn’t matter...with the threat of legal action and physical violence she signed them and she’s been gone ever since.”

Nemuri: “Then what the fuck is she doing here now? Six years later?” she hissed, fists clenched, anger for the Todoroki’s and anger for Y/N present. “How could she do something like that to her kids? How could you take on that kind of burden Y/N?”

Y/N: “The Todoroki’s are the only family I have Nem...and I would do absolutely anything for them. Anything at all...Without hesitation I would do anything for them, and in that moment they needed me. They were also there for me...when I was 17 and pregnant and I needed them. She came back, because she must have heard that Enji had plans to make YOU the next Mrs. Todoroki and wanted to scare you off, but I’m not going to let that happen.” she murmured waving down the waitress. “I’m gonna pay this check, and we’re gonna take you home.”

Nemuri: “He was going to propose to me?” she asked. Y/N nodded as she put the money on the table. “Take me with you...If you’re going to Enji’s I want to be there...to see how you handle things.” she whispered. Nodding again, Y/N stood up. “Let’s go then, Shouta and Hizashi are already there; but I doubt  they’ve been much help in calming Enji down.” Y/N muttered, putting her jacket on and making her way out of the cafe.

-The Todoroki siblings had a pretty harsh life before Y/N. But as she said; they were family and she’d do anything for her family.

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Confessions

This is dedicated to a very special person, They’ve been here since I started and I wanted to show my appreciation for them. I hope you like! @twddybe4r 🤍

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"Why in the hell are we having this damn slumber party as if we're kids again?" Bakugo questioned while annoyed by the rather strange party that was suggested by Mina. You walked from the kitchen, holding the bowl of popcorn in your hand as Denki whined loudly from losing to Kirshima again. "Are you kidding me?! How do you do it?!" He screamed in frustration. 

It was a rather strange sight to see a collection of Pro-Hero's in a large basement. Shoto, Midoriya, Kaminari, Kirishima, Jiro (Who just left from a tour), Mina, Ochako, Momo, Hitoshi, and strange enough, Bakugo. It was a funny sight to see him walk in with his red friend by his side as always. It was a small get-together like old times ever since graduation. You were conflicted to see the explosive monster here. Before you two graduated, you and Bakugo were close, Kirishima and his relationship close. You two always trained together, when you would fight together it was like watching a perfect pair in the midst. You could handle his explosive matter while he began to mature a bit. When graduation came around, he gave the coldest shoulder possible and left you high and dry. 

You glanced at him before setting the large bowl on the mini-theater which was all inside one room.  Momo's parents gave her the large family home while they ventured off to their wildest dreams around the world, who would've thought the mansion was that big. The basement alone was the same size as a regular one-bedroom house. It contained a kitchenette with a stove, microwave, and two-door refrigerator. Everyone had their room with a bathroom inside. 

"This is starting to get boring!" Denki commented, whining as if he was five. Jiro looked at him confused before she shook her head, looking to Momo. "Do you have any board games or something?" She suggested as the Host started to think. "I usually have learning games from my childhood, I could make some cards." She thought as Denki shook his head. "Nah, I've got an idea! Let's play Seven minutes in heaven!" He announced as a few members groaned a bit. "What a dumbass idea!" Bakugo yelled annoyed as he rolled his eyes. 

"Come on! It'll be fun, You agree don't you, Lulu?" Denki asked, standing to his feet. He smiled, grabbing your hand as Kirishima's eyes widened a bit. "What about Truth or Dare?!" Izuku quickly suggested as well as regretting it. 

"Even better! Let's do it!" Denki responded as everyone prepared for the game. The adults sat in a circle in the middle of the warm plush carpet. You avoided eye contact with Bakugo while you sat between Momo and Izuku. The game started off great, laughter echoed within the basement as everyone confessed their issues and did the dares they had. "Okay, Okay, You guys can get off me having a crush on Gang Orca!" Mina said, embarrassed before she turned to you. "Alright then Lu, Truth or Dare?" She asked while you tried to calm yourself down. 

You smirked and looked at her, being the type to never back down from a challenge. "Dare." You answered as her eyes glowed a bit. "I dare you to text your crush." She said as you blew a raspberry. "I don't have one." You retorted. "Fine, Your high school crush." She said as your eyes widened. 

"I-I doubt he even has the same number." You spoke as Mina handed your phone to you. "Wouldn't hurt to try." She finished, holding your phone out to you. 

You reached out to grab your phone as the power suddenly snapped off as a large boom of thunder rumbled from upstairs. You silently thanked god before realizing you were surrounded by darkness. You quickly snapped your phone's flashlight on, seeing the confused students think of a plan to fix the issue. "Well, the generator's in the backyard, upstairs. Kirishima? Could you join me? I could use your help." Momo asked, walking towards the stairs that lead you upstairs.  "Yiu still gotta do the dare! You can't get away just like tha-" Mina's voice was silenced to the soft ringing noise of the gate's bell. "Pizza!" The microphone announced as Mina groaned. 

"Come on! Let's get this pizza and Soba!" She said, obviously annoyed knowing they ordered a bunch of things they were going to carry back to the house. The sounds of shoes leaving sent chills down your spine while you stayed completely still. You had a secret no one knew, the obvious darkness that ensues around you just sent chills down your spine. It was such a terrible problem but became worse due to a past that was nothing but darkness.

You held your phone in your hand as every waking minute felt like a century, your phone's battery was blinking, notifying that it was close to death. Considering the fact it was charging when you were dared and it was nearly dying then, this just made your fear increase. "Hey, Lean back." A voice intrusted, making you jump when you realized it was Bakugo. You leaned back, your back touching his back as his heartbeat beat with yours. "Are you okay? It was stupid of you to let your phone die, Dumbass." He said while you sighed. You forgot you confided to him your fear of the dark back when you two were close. "Why do you care?" You asked, feeling his heartbeat a bit faster. 

"Tch, I just remembered your fear of being in the dark, Who can forget something like that?" He said as he leaned his head back. "You forgot me though.." You spoke softly as the hurt you felt that day rushed back to your heart. You'd never admit that you were hurt by his random actions but you were. He was your best friend, You've convinced him to wear a facemask a few times, dragged him to the fair with the help of Mina, and many more memories. You admired how he'd risk it all for someone else's safety even if it was yours, he'd still risk it. 

"Why did you avoid me? I kept trying to talk to you and you shrugged me off as if I was never there." You questioned as a soft sigh slipped from his lips. "I was afraid to admit that I was in love with you." He confessed, blushing softly though you couldn't see it. Your eyes widened at his unexpected confession. You weren't expecting that at all. You opened your mouth as the power snapped back on, hearing the soft cheers of your friends who were happy to have the power bag and their food barely wet by the sudden storm. His back moved from yours and he was found on the couch when your friends walked downstairs. "Hey, Lu! I've got your favorite!" Kirishima tempted while holding your plate in his hands before you glanced at your phone. 

You quickly placed it on the charger and went to eat your meal with everyone. While everyone enjoyed the food, Mina suddenly remembered. "You didn't do my dare yet, Now you've got to call them!" She ordered as Jiro sighed. "Give it a rest, You're just getting her back for laughing at you. What if they don't answer the phone." She said while you walked to your phone. It was now on twenty percent when you pulled it free.  Your fingers dialed a number you knew for a while and placed the phone to your ear. Bakugo's phone suddenly started ringing right beside him which made the argument stop between Mina and Jiro. 

He snatched it up and answered unknowingly. "What?" he demanded suddenly, still not knowing what he answered to before you smiled. 

"I love you too."

The Girl that fell From the Sky

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Summary: You fell from the sky. Literally

Warnings::: Profanity, abusive mother, throwing of glass bottles, cigar burns

You closed the door to your moms beat down apartment. The scent of booze and smoke thick in the air. You quietly made your way to your room hoping that your mother was not in the living room. But to your dismay, there she was, hunched over with a cigarette in her hand.

“Y/n” She spoke. “Look at what you’ve done to me”

You rolled your eyes and tried to escape before she could continue. But with a grip to your arm, you were stopped.

“Let me go” you struggled.

“You’re the reason your father left me. 16 years later and your still here instead of him. I should’ve aborted you” The middle-aged woman spat.

“He left because your batshit crazy”you cried as you tried to loosen her grip on your arm.

She inhaled her cigarette and presses it against your arm. You hiss in response to the burn. You finally tug your arm away and quickly walked to your room. Ignoring the insults your mother spewed.

“Same shit” you huffed closing your room door “different day”.

You inhaled the aroma of vanilla that heavily scented your room. Your plugin air freshener doing the job it was intended to do. Which is to keep the smell of your mother out.

You made your way to your bed, which is covered in unfinished manga books. You absentmindedly picked up the closest one to you and start reading. You smiled at the illustration of All Might and Midoriya. Your smile dropped into a confused frown as the illustration started glowing a bright light.

You run your fingers against the glow, only to make the light shine brighter.

“What the hell?” You cursed. You watched as the light spread throughout the pieces of paper. Your sight blurred as the light shun brighter. And then everything went black.

You woke up to a bright light shining in your eyes. You rapidly blinked and held your hand up to shield yourself from its rays.

“Good” a voice spoke. “You’re awake”

You sat up on the bed you were in and rubbed at your eyes.

Where were you? And what happened to the book?

“Can I please have your first and last name” the voice spoke again.

You turned to see where the voice was coming from. You were met with an old lady. Not just a normal old lady. THE Recovery Girl. You opened and closed your mouth like a fish out of water. You were speechless!

How could this be? Were you transported into their world? Are you dreaming?

“Um miss? Your name?” Recovery Girl asked again.

“Oh shit” you mumbled. “My apologies. I’m Y/N L/N”

The woman nodded her head and typed away on her computer. “Well Ms. L/N. There’s no record of you existing anywhere Japan.”

“Well you see” you started. “I’m not even sure how I got to Japan ma’am.”

“She came from a reality rip. Of course she’s not in the system” another voice spoke.

You turned to see Principal Nezu on an irritated looking Aizawa Sensei’s shoulders. Your eyes widened at the two and you were speechless for the second time today.

Wait. Did he just say reality rip?

“We must keep her here in case she manifested a quirk on her trip down.” The principal spoke again. He then turned to you and smiled. “I’m Principal Nezu. And this is Shouta Aizawa. He will be your sensei”

“I-I’m Y-Y-Y/N L/N” you struggled to get out. “I’m sorry did you say reality rip?”

“Yes. A rip was seen in the sky yesterday” the middle aged hero spoke “Then we saw you fall from it. It’s a good thing that Todoroki saw you and acted fast. Otherwise..”

“I’d be dead” you finished. “Well it’s an Honor to finally meet you Aizawa Sensei”

“What do you mean ‘Finally’?”

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“Class this is L/N Y/N. She will be staying with us for while as her quirk manifests.” Aizawa introduced. You stood at his side as you looked around the common area.

“Sensei, is this the girl that fell out of the sky” Yaoyorozu asked, raising her hand slightly.

The class looked at Todoroki as the man nodded his head.

“Dude. You saved her life” Denki exclaimed.

“That’s so manly” Kirishima whispered.

“Oi stop fangirling over icy hot” Bakugo yelled at his best friend.

“Silence” the teacher yelled while activating his quirk. “I think L/N has something to say”

It was your turn to be stared at by the famous class 1-A. You nervously smiled at the hero. “Well um... first, you can call me Y/N. Second, Thank you Todoroki-kun for saving me.”

The boy nodded in your direction as if telling you “you’re welcome”.

“Also” you started again. “I think I should tell you why I was falling out of the sky to begin with. I’m sure some of you were wondering.”

The class all mumbled in response. You looked at Aizawa Sensei, who only nodded his head for you to continue.

“I came from a reality rip. Meaning, I’m not from this time”

“So you’re a time traveler” Denki asked.

“No Kaminari. Not quiet. Where I’m from, there’s no quirks. They’re fictional” You stated. “Just like you all”

The class was both shocked and confused. They were flabbergasted. What did you mean they were fictional?

“Hey dumbass what do you mean that we’re fictional?” Bakugo screamed.

“Well dumbass” you mocked the blonde. “I mean that you are all characters in a manga I read. Well a manga I read before being teleported into it.”

“Wow. That’s so cool. And kind of disturbing” Midoriya stuttered.

“Since we’re ‘characters’ in your world” Shoji spoke “does that mean you know our backgrounds, favorite food, and all of that stuff?”

Your face flushed at the question. If you told them yes then you’d look like a stalker.

“Well um... kinda?” You winced. You groaned and squeezed your cheeks together out of habit. Your anxiety was reaching its peak and you felt like you were going to burst into tears at any moment.

“The book goes into detail about a lot of things I’m sure you guys don’t want anyone to know” you glanced at Midoriya and Bakugo. Both had a shocked expression on their face.

They know you knew about OFA.

“Fuck” you mumbled “ I’m sorry that makes me sound like a weirdo. I have no ill intentions to use the information I know against you guys in a negative way. I only know ABOUT you. I don’t necessarily KNOW you.”

The students faces were unreadable. Besides Midoriya who was shaking like a salt shaker in his spot on the couch.

“Well since your quirk is bound to manifest at some point.” Todoroki spoke for the first time today. “I can help you adjust to the new environment”

“Yea me too” Uraraka joined in with a smile.

“As will I” Iida chopped through the air.

One by one, the class vowed to help you adjust to your new life and you couldn’t be more happier. You looked up at Aizawa with teary eyes.

He put his hand on your head and said “you’ll fit in kid”

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After sleeping in a bed that wasn’t decades old, you woke up to the sound of knocking on your room door. You straighten the pajamas yaoyomomo lent you and your hair before opening the door.

“Goodmorning Aizawa Sensei. Is something wrong?” You asked sleepily.

“No. Here are your uniforms, bath necessities, and some extra clothes. Class begins in 30” He responded. He handed you your items and rolled away in his sleeping bag.

“Never gonna get tired of seeing that” you laughed to yourself. You made your way to the women’s shower to prepare your self for the day. The center of your forehead throbbed but you chose to ignore it.

“Goodmorning y/n-Chan” Mina squealed “you look so cute in your pajamas”

“Thank you Mina” you smiled.

You did your morning routine witch consisted of showering, brushing your teeth, and talking to the girls.

You smoothed the skirt to your uniform as you walked behind the group of girls...struggled with tying your tie. You’ve never worn one before so of course you didn’t know how to tie it! In the midst of throwing a tantrum, you bump into something hard. Before you could fall backwards, you felt arms wrap around your back stopping you from hitting the ground.

“I’m so sorry. I was trying to tie this damn tie. Are you alright?” You rambled. You look up at the stranger and was met with a dual colored stare.

“I can help you with that if you’d like” he suggested.

“Yes please” you sighed.

You watched as his large fingers worked at the tie. He held a focused expression as he finished tying the piece of fabric.

“Too tight?”

“No. Thank you Todoroki.” You smiled as the two of walked into home room together.

You spot your assigned desk, which was covered in cards and balloons, and made your way to it. You sat in between Midoriya and Mineta, who was unsurprisingly checking you out. You turned to face him with a faux smile. “You know it’s really ugly being a pervert. Everyone in my reality hates you”

The grape boy’s face fell. His eyes followed the buttons on your jacket and fell on your breast. You flicked the perverted boy’s forehead out of disgust. You faced foreword in your desk and listened to whatever Aizawa had to say.

“Today you’ll be sparring against eachother. Quirks are allowed. Y/N will be monitoring you and adding necessary comments” The hero instructed. “Go get changed and meet in gym gamma. You too Y/N”

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You stood in the middle of the gym with a clipboard in your hands. It was the latch match of class and it was the most anticipated one of the day.

Todoroki V. Bakugo.

“DIE HALF AND HALF” The blonde screamed.

You watched in horror as Todoroki’s right side slowly covered in frost.

“DAMN ICYHOT. USE YOUR LEFT SIDE DAMNIT”

“Bakugo” the poor boy huffed a puff of cold air from his lungs.

“I’m gonna call it” you told the middle aged man beside you.

“No. Let them fight”

“But his right side-”

“Just watch”

Todoroki trapped Bakugo in another sheet of ice, which the blonde blasted out of. Without hesitation, the young Todoroki set his left fist aflame and punched the angry teenager.

“Oh damn” you gasped.

“Todoroki wins. Now Y/n” Aizawa called looking down on you. “Spar with Todoroki”

Your eyes almost fell out of their sockets. He wants you to do what? You don’t even have a quirk! The teacher pried the clipboard out of your hand and nudged you towards the mat.

“No quirks obviously”

“nO qUiRkS oBvIouSlY” you mimicked as you walk towards the center of the mat. Todoroki looked at you with a shit eating smirk, which faded into a focused stare.

“Ready?” Aizawa yelled. “Start”

The boy charged at you with his fist cocked back. You dodged left and jabbed him in the chest. Todoroki stumbled back at the hit with his eyes widened. “You’re strong”

“Now you don’t have to go easy on me” you smirked.

The two of you exchanged a number of hits before the match was over. The match ended with Todoroki sending a kick to your side, which caused you to fall to the mat.

“Todoroki wins”

“Fucking shit” you huffed. Todoroki offered you a hand, which you graciously took.

“You’re a better sparring partner than Bakugo” the dual hair colored boy spoke.

“I heard that you bastard” the blonde yelled behind you. “You. I want to spar with you after school”

“Yes sir Mr. Boom boom man” you salute. He growled at the nickname and stormed off. You turned on your heel with your arms crossed and walked to the locker rooms.

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You sat in the common area while everybody else were either in their room or out training. Everyone except Todoroki, who was currently sitting in front of you with a bowl of cold soba, starring right at you.

“Can I help you Todo?” You asked looking up from the book you were reading.

“I find you fascinating. You fell from the sky and you’re adjusting well” He stated. Slurping on his noodles.

“This is a better life than my old one. So I’m satisfied” you shrugged.

Todoroki scrunched his eyebrows together. Confusion visible on his face. “What do you mean a better life?”

You sighed as you closed the hard covered book. “Well, my life before any of this happened was complete–excuse my language– shit”

The boy nodded his head as you spoke.

“My father left right after I was born. He’s the lucky one in this story” you joked. A small smile formed on Todoroki’s face. “He left because when I was born my mom got abusive. She drank and drank and took out all of her anger on us. Cigarette burns here and there. Beer bottles thrown, wine bottles on a good day. My whole life story is bull”

“Wow. And I thought my dad was a dick” He laughed. You chuckled at his joke. “I’m sure you already know...”

“Like I said before, I know about your story. You’ve never told me”. You made your way to his side of sofa as he placed the empty bowl on the table in front of you.

“Well it’s really no different from what you’ve probably read. The way he used to breed my mother like she was some show dog.” His face scrunched in disgust. “The way he drove her crazy. It’s really a shitshow. I barely see either of my siblings anymore due to the fact that the thought of them resenting me plagues my mind.”

You looked into eachother eyes as he spoke. The trauma and anger that his bicolored eyes held as he spoke tempted you to hug him right then and there. You arms hesitantly wrapped around his neck.

You felt his tense shoulders relax in your hold as his arms wrap around your waist. He buried his face in between your neck and your shoulder.

“It’s always that one parent who has to be a bitch. That’s why son’s of bitches are a thing” you joked, trying to lighten the mood. Todoroki’s shoulders jumped as he laughed at your corny joke.

You pulled away from the boy and smiled. The two of you wished eachother a goodnight and went your separate ways. On your way to your room you see Midoriya and Bakugo outside of your door, waiting.

“Um…hi guys?” You smiled nervously.

“So you know?” Deku hesitated. His hands visibly shook with anxiety.

“I guess I do. I won’t tell anyone. I know you’ll get in a whole lot of shit if I do”

“Like hell you won’t” Bakugo growled “I’ll blow your ass into oblivion”

“That’s a big word for a asshat like you. I just said I’m not going to tell anyone” you growled back playfully crossing your arms with a smirk. You turned back to the baby broccoli with a smile “Your secret is safe with me. Have a goodnight. Both of you”

You walked into your room and fell backwards onto your bed. You moaned at how good it felt to finally lay down and go to sleep.

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Todoroki was woken out of his sleep by light knocks on his door. He rubbed the sleep away from his eyes as he opened the door to reveal a h/c haired girl with an unreadable expression.

“Y/n? It’s 4 in the morning. Why are you-“ his question was cut off by you grabbing his hand and dragging his half asleep body towards your room.

“Ask questions after I show you” you said. Expression still unreadable. Once you entered your room and made sure the door was locked, you pushed the heterochromatic eyed boy down on your bed.

He looked at you with worry. We’re you hurt? Should he take you to see Aizawa? Or recovery girl? His thoughts went blank as he watched you closed your eyes as a third one opened in the middle of your forehead. He watched in awe as you created a void of darkness in the space between your two hands. Everything in your room began to float as the void got bigger. Even the bed Todoroki was sitting on. His eyes widened as you then ball your fists which caused everything to remain still while they were still afloat. You dropped everything back to their original placements by clapping your hands together with a toothy smile plastered on your face.

“Look Todoroki. I manifested a quirk.” You squealed happily. The boy smiled at how excited you were about your quirk. He’s only known you 2 days but he couldn’t stop thinking about the girl that fell out of the sky and her smile.

“That was really cool y/n” he clapped. You jumped into his arms causing the both of you to fall backwards on the bed. The position you two landed in had both of your faces beet red.

“Uh...sorry. I got a little too excited” you laughed nervously. You stood again brushing off you pajama bottoms with a smile.

“It’s fine. I’d be excited too if I’d just manifest my quirk” he chuckled. “What’s your hero name going to be?”

“I have no idea” you yawned. “We should probably go back to sleep”

“Goodnight Y/n”

“Goodnight Todoroki” You watched as he closed your door silently not wanting to wake up your classmates.

The teenage boy smiled hard on the other side of the door. His thoughts swarmed with vivid pictures of you as he walked back to his room. Maybe Midoriya was right. Maybe he did have a crush on the girl that fell from the sky.

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You skipped into the common area mentally preparing yourself for your “presentation”. It was Saturday evening meaning that almost everybody would be there.

“Hey y/n-chan. You look happier than usual” Denki chirped, causing everyone to look in your direction. They watched as you walked into the middle of the room with a toothy smile.

“I am. I want to show you guys something” Everybody watched as you closed your eyes. They didn’t expect a third one to open in the middle of your forehead. They all gasped as everything around them covered in black goo and began to float. Everybody except Todoroki. He was just as happy as you were.

Once you disabled your quirk everyone screamed in joy.

“WHEN DID IT MANIFEST!?” Mina asked

“WHAT DO YOU CALL IT?” Izuku chimed in.

“Guys give her some space” Todoroki sighed pushing through the crowd. “You’re going to be an awesome hero y/n”

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You held the bouquet of red and white roses tightly as Aizawa walked you down the aisle. All of your friends were fawning over how beautiful you looked. Even Bakugo was speechless.

When you reached the alter, you hugged Aizawa and whispered a faint “Thank you”. When you pulled away the man wiped a stray tear that had fallen on your cheek.

“Does Y/n have her family’s blessing to marry Shoto?” The officiant spoke.

“Yes. Yes she does” Aizawa smiled. He took his seat in the front row as the ceremony continued.

You wiped at the stray tears that fell from your eyes and smiled at your soon to be husband.

“The couple will now recite their written vows”

Shoto looked you deeply in your eyes and spoke. “Y/n ever since you fell from the sky 5 years ago you’ve always found your way into my thoughts. From the smile you sent me on your first day to the tears you shed when Aizawa adopted you I’ve always been star struck by your beauty. You fought by my side during all my battles. Mentally and physically. I’m no good at words but I mean it when I say I love you”

You didn’t even bother to wipe the tears that were flowing. You just smiled at the man before you. You tried to compose when it was your turn to recite your vows.

“Shoto” you said softly “it’s no secret that I’m not from here. But you and all of our friends made me feel at home. I cherish every last memory we have made. From our late night talks in each other’s rooms to teaching me how to make your cold soba. I can’t wait to make more.”

The both of you were teary eyed as you both slipped each other’s rings on your fingers.

“ I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now-“

Todoroki’s lips were on yours before the officiant had the chance to finish. Everybody cheered and threw flower petals your way.

“Y/n Todoroki” Shoto smiled at you.

“I love the sound of that”

Bakugo x Reader; Catch Ya Later

💥 Enjoy the series! one two three

💥 Bakugo paced down the hall, back and fourth. Only one thing was on his mind... you.

💥 Your beautiful face... the image of Aizawa carrying you away. Your body burning as Todoroki’s fireball sending you into the window. The sound of glass shattering... The last image of your face in his mind as he told you to run to get the bomb, before Shoto burned you. It had happened within seconds, and Bakugo had never gotten to say goodbye.

💥 “Bakugo!” Katsuki looked up from his desk to see Kirishima shaking him.”Bro! Get up! Nezu called us up to his office!” Bakugo got up from his desk, quickly walking down the hallway with Aizawa, Mina, Kirishima, and Todoroki until they got to Nezu’s office, All Might and Shinso from 1-B sitting on one of the chairs already.

💥 “Is Y/n okay Sensei?” Mina asked, rushing to sit next to All Might. “Who’s with her right now?” Todoroki asked, noticing that none of the teacher’s were with her. “Where the fuck is she?! She’s not in recovery girl’s office, I’ve checked!” Bakugo yelled as Nezu put his paws up, telling them to stop.

💥 “Do not worry, Y/n is in the finest hospital in this area. I have called you here to confront that you all have the exact same class schedules as Y/n. I can only ask that at least one of you carry her things for her.” Bakugo and Shinso immediately stood up. “I’ll do it!” They both yelled at the same time. 

💥 “Anyways, I’m going back to the hospital now, three of you can fit in my car.” Aizawa stopped the arguing as the three guys stood up. 

💥 “What? We want to see-”, “You’ll see her later!!” Bakugo shoved Mina and Kir back in their seats. “Alright, it’s decided. Shouta, please pull around your car and allow these fine gentlemen to go see their friend. Kirishima and Mina, you can go back to class. Thank you for your time.” Nezu smiled as everyone except All Might walked out.

💥 “Nezu, what is your plan with Young Y/n? Her power is dangerous like her aunt, and it’ll only grow stronger.” All Might asked concernedly, worried about you. 

💥 “She’s easily the strongest student there, no matter what Deku might have from you. I can only believe she’ll do great things, but again, I know that being a child model isn’t easy. I can only try and help make her life as normal as possible, until she becomes the world’s greatest hero.” Nezu smiled, easing All Might’s concerns.

...

💥 Aizawa, Shoto, Shinso, and Katsuki all drove in the car towards the hospital, sitting in pure silence. Aizawa had forced Bakugo to sit up front, making sure he didn’t rip the heads off the other two. “So can you tell me why someone from 1-B is here?” Bakugo looked in the mirror, staring Shinso in the eyes. “I’m one of Y/n’s best friends for your information. We had a movie night last night.” 

💥 Bakugo’s eyes widened in confusion as he turned around. “What the hell?! Y/n is staying in an Airbnb until she moves her furniture into her new dorm.” Bakugo explained as Shinso yelled. “God, you read that magazine about her?! What a creep. She’s not staying in an Airbnb, she’s staying with my dads and I.” Bakugo looked at Aizawa, his eyes even wider. He was so confused.

💥 “Y/n is staying with you and Present Mic?! Seriously?” He asked as Aizawa just nodded. “Yes, do you have an issue with that?” Aizawa asked as Bakugo grunted, slumping down in his seat. Aizawa couldn’t help but smile. He hoped that his son would date Y/n. When they got to the hospital, the boys couldn’t help but practically race each other to the front of the hospital and to her room. “Boys!” Aizawa’s voice boomed down the hallway, stopping them before going inside. 

💥 “Now, I need to warn you about something. First, she hasn’t eaten and she’s been given a lot of drugs so she’s loopy. Also, she’s going into surgery later, but she doesn’t know that so... don’t mention it. She’s absolutely terrified. Also, be prepared for her to look... bad. With the lost of blood, the glass cutting a main vain, and the third degree burns, it’s not’s pretty.”

💥 Aizawa opened the door, letting the boy’s eyes widen in shock. Y/n was connected to an oxygen mask, with bandages wrapped around her arms, legs, chest, and neck. She looked like an angel, dressed in white with her hair flowing and a bright light on her pretty face. “She practically flew into that window, so the glass shards cut her everywhere.” 

💥 The boys looked at Present Mic talking, holding Y/n’s hand as he looked at her worryingly. “You just missed her. She was in so much pain, they had to give her so much stuff to make her fall asleep.” Todoroki walked over to Y/n, running his hands through her hair. “I’m so sorry for causing you pain. I’ll never lay a finger on you until you forgive me.” He whispered to you as Bakugo walked up to him.

💥 “Forgive you?! You blasted her with a fireball and sent her flying into a window! You could have killed her if she would have fallen through the window! How can she forgive you for that?” Bakugo screaming, getting all up in Shoto’s face.

💥 “You hypocrite! Don’t blame me when you’re the one who told her to run for it! You would have rather stayed behind the protection of the wall and have her get the bomb, knowing I was nearby, then possibly going with her. No, you stayed there and hid like the coward you are!” Todoroki screamed, causing Y/n to begin to wake up.

💥 “I’m not near as guilty as you! She is in this hospital bed because of you! You’re a monster who hurts people!” Bakugo yelled, Aizawa beginning to hold Bakugo back from punching Todoroki. “How can you call yourself a hero when you can’t protect the girl you love?! You’re a coward who focuses on only yourself!”

💥 Present Mic finally stepped between the two, gesturing to Y/n, who was now awake. Of course, Shinso was the first to get to her though. “Shinny? What’s going on?” You asked, opening your eyes and trying to adjust to the bright light shining down on you. 

💥 “Nothing Y/n, everything is okay. Just some morons who don’t have decent respect. Go back to sleep.” He petted your hair as Bakugo and Todoroki walked around the bed, trying to get your attention.

💥 “Bakugo? Shoto? Come here.” You put out your hand, Bakugo being the first to grab it. “Y/n, how are you doing?” Shoto asked, looking at your beautiful face. Under drugs and horrible hospital lighting, you were still breath-takingly gorgeous.

💥 “You have no idea. Sure, the hospital thing isn’t great, but have you tried this weird air they give you to make you go to sleep? It’s the bessttttt.” You smiled, totally out of it as you looked around. “Hey guyssss. Can I talk to Bakugo? I need to tell him somethinggggg.”

💥 You whispered as Shinso gave Bakugo the death-stare. “I don’t know Y/n, he had a habit of getting you hurt. Are you sure?” Reluctantly, everyone left the room as you nodded, leaving you and Bakugo.

💥 “I didn’t have anything important to say, I just wanted to look at you.” Bakugo nervously sweated as you looked at his face, a small smile on your lips. “Did anyone tell you how pretty you are Katsuki? Man, I’d kiss you now if I wasn’t wearing a mask.” Bakugo was taken aback by your comment. “Really? Do you... like me?” Bakugo hesitantly asked as you smiled. 

💥 “Duh silly. You’re so cute, and when you’re not yelling your voice is really comforting. I’ve had time to think here, and I realize that we’d make a pretty good couple. You’re the beast to my beauty.” You winked, smiling big as he couldn’t help but grin like a nerd.

💥 “Good, now that I’ve gotten that off my chest, I’m tired.” Before Bakugo could say anything else, she slipped into sleep. “I love you Katsuki.” she whispered, before beginning to quietly snore. A blush rose to Katsuki’s cheeks and a smile rose to his lips as the guys walked back in.

💥 “What happened?” Todoroki asked, seeing that she was again asleep. “Oh nothing much, just her confessing her undying love for me.” The boys rolled their eyes as they walked to the couch next to her bed, sitting down to stare at her.

💥 Minutes passed until Aizawa brought them food, handing it to them. Shinso was passed out, and Todoroki and Bakugo were playing on their phones. “Here you go. Let’s wake up Y/n, she needs to eat this.” Aizawa handed his husband and the three kids each a fast food bag.

💥 “Agree. Y/n? Y/n? Wake up sweetie.” Present Mic lovingly shook her awake, until Bakugo felt tapping on his shoulder. It was Shoto, gesturing to the hallway. Bakugo reluctantly followed him outside of the room, closing it behind him.

💥 “Alright, I’m sick of it. I’m tired of seeing Y/n soften up to you because you act nice around her. You’re not fooling any of us. Now I’m going to ask you to stop going after her. She’s mine.” Todoroki exclaimed intimidatingly, his eyes glaring into Bakugos.

💥 “I’m not going down without a fight IcyBitch. She loves me.” Bakugo grunted, a small explosion coming from his hand. “Fine then. Tomorrow night, we fight, using our quirks. The first one to surrender loses.” Todoroki challenged him as Bakugo nodded.

💥 There was no way he was losing this.

💥 Suddenly, they both heard your screaming coming from the other room. Running back in, they saw you crying. “No, no! Please don’t make me! Please!” Bakugo walked over to you, trying to understand what was happening.

💥 “No, please. You know how terrified I am. What if I don’t come out?? Please!” Tears spilled down your face as Aizawa tried to comfort you. “Sweetie, you won’t be able to feel it. They use anesthetia when you have surgery.” But nothing was working. You were terrified of surgery.

💥 Two nurses walked into the room, turning a knob to the right. “This’ll put her back to sleep.” She whispered before walking back out. “Please don’t make me! I’m going to die. I’m going to” You stopped talking, falling back into sleep.

💥 Bakugo couldn’t help but shed a tear. He had never seen you cry or be scared, and it broke his heart.

💥 The next hour flew by quickly, everyone watching Y/n as she slept, Bakugo replaying the last moments in his head as the nurse finally kicked them out.

💥He could only hope that Y/n had meant what she had said.

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could you write something more about deku's traumatized darling falling under dabi's care?

It might be a little late, but I’ve been dying to a drabble for this since the moment it popped up in my inbox. That poor little Darling… at least Dabi would be a good Big Brother.

TW: Implied Abuse (Parental/Domestic), Mentions of Injury, Learned Helplessness, and Mentions of Kidnapping.

“Something wrong?”

Dabi watched passively as you stared at the bowl on the table in front of you, the take-out he’d ordered quickly growing cold when you failed to do anything more than sit still and wait. He knew how you felt when you were outside of your bedroom, how easily he could make you flinch and how you continued to ask him what he wanted you to wear that day, even after he’d made it clear you didn’t have to, that you’d never have to, as long as Dabi was alive and breathing. But, passing-up food was rare. Especially when he considered how desperately you’d eaten, when he first got you away from that monster.

You balled your hands into fists, digging your nails into your palms, a nervous habit Dabi had come to pick up on. He didn’t reach over to stop you, never moving from his spot on the other side of the couch, his eyes only dropping to your lap. You would stop on your own, if you knew he was watching you. “Izu… He didn’t let me eat on my own.” Your voice was blank, emotionless, yet strained, at the same time. Like you were forcing yourself to spit out the words. But, you continued without being prompted, your focus never wavering from the bowl in front of you. “He said he liked to feed me, so he knew I was eating enough. I was still hungry by the time he got bored, most of the time.”

Again, you seemed to curl into yourself, leaning into the cushions and crossing your arms. Dabi nodded solemnly, looking away as he spoke. “He would break your wrists if you didn’t let him, right?” Your attention snapped towards him, posture growing much tenser, but Dabi just shrugged, pretending not to notice the parts of your body you seemed so protective of. “I’ve seen him do it a couple of times during fights. Didn’t think much of it, but he always seemed too… practiced, if that makes sense.”

Lies. He’s never fought Deku, he’s never even watched someone fight Deku. But, he was smart enough not to point out how vulnerable you were, all the tells and ticks you were showing that any villain would die to take advantage of. Dabi was half-tempted, to tell the truth. You were an untapped source of information, a witness (albeit a begrudging one) to every one of Deku’s weak points, every long-lasting injury, every dark thought the boy’d ever had. And, even if you didn’t know anything useful, he could hand you over. Dabi could hold you over the Hero’s head until Deku either took you back by force or relented to whatever outrageous price Dabi felt like demanding.

He could, and it would be easy. You could hardly sleep by yourself, let alone fight him off in any sort of meaningful way.

But, then he noticed the way you chewed on your cheek, your breathing labored, like you had to talk yourself into putting in the effort. Just like Fuyumi had, whenever she came back from talking their father down. The slight contempt in your voice, that unbridled, repressed anger you’d been forced to keep down, swallowed and choked on, subsequently. He’d caught you watching newscasts of Deku’s interviews when you didn’t know anyone else was home, glaring at the screen while sobbing your eyes out, just like Shoto and Natsuo, forced to watch examples of Enji’s heroism, if only by their own self-loathing. How you shook and got so quiet when something set you off, how helplessness was as engrained into you as any base-instinct or reflex.

And he decided he wouldn’t, even if he could.

“My fingers, actually,” You corrected, leaning forward and hesitantly picking up the pair of chopsticks he’d left for you. You turned them over in your hands, mulling over the thought of actually using them, and soon, the bowl was in your lap, even if you weren’t eating, yet. “Shigaraki said he needed a new medic, right? There was this girl he used to call in to patch me up… I’ll write down her name for you, later. How’s the League doing, anyway?”

He smiled, but didn’t look towards you, only kicking his feet onto the low table and leaning back. Deku was someone else's problem, not his and certainly not yours, for the time being. Right now, he would make sure your biggest problem was re-learning how to cook, if only so someone in this apartment could be a capable adult.

“As annoying as ever, do you know what Toga did today?”

Part 2- Dekusquad

Part One- Bakusquad 

Prompt- In celebration of 4/20, these are some headcanons of getting stoned with different groups in class 1-A and throughout bnha. 

Includes: Izuku Midoria, Tenya Iida, Shoto Todoroki

TW: drug use, fluff, 18+, mild MILD angsty smut, blood mention

Note: all characters are aged up to 18+

Izuku Midoriya

• He was on patrol in the area and you two ran into each other

• He let you know he was getting off soon and asked if you wanted to go grab something to eat, since you had both been busy doing hero work that day

• You invited him to your apartment for dinner since it was just a few blocks away 

• The two of you decided you would cook something together just to have some fun

• He found a jar of green looking butter in your cabinet while he was looking for some spices 

• Y/n, what’s this?

• Your breath caught in your throat and you fought to keep your cool

• Oh, it’s a special infused butter use sometimes, but we don’t need it

• He inspected the jar, shrugged, and stuck it back where he found it, much to your relief 

• But when you went to the pantry to get some noodles, you didn’t see Midoriya grab the jar, a spoon, and drop a huge dollop of the butter in the sauce

• He wanted to see what was so special abt it 

• He shoved the jar back in place just as you came around the corner 

• He had a dumb little grin on his face the whole time you were finishing the pasta 

—————-

“Holy shit y/n, this pasta is incredible!” 

You blushed and swirled some noodles on your plate and watched the hungry hero devour everything on his plate. 

“You know, I don’t know why you didn’t want to use that butter, that stuff is amazing!” Midoriya was going back for seconds as the smile fell from your face. 

“...what do you mean? I didn’t put any in the sauce?” You shot him a quizzical look as he shoveled more food into his mouth. 

“Yeah, but I did when you went to get noodles, and it’s so great! It makes the sauce a lot silkier and—hey!” He jumped as you lurched forward and nabbed his plate, taking it and dumping it into the trash in one swift motion. You kept your back towards him, took a deep breath, and turned to face Izuku. 

“Deku… that was cannabis infused butter. If you cook it into something and then eat it, it will get you high.” 

The smile fell from his face immediately. He looked at the pasta, at you, and then at the floor. 

“Deku, I’m so sor—“ 

“I HAVE TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL IF I GET HIGH I WILL DIE.” His huge green eyes flew up to yours and you could see the panic in them. You quickly flanked to his side, cooing him with reassurances. 

“Hey, whoa. No, no hospital, you definitely don’t need to go to the hospital.” You ducked underneath his arm and leaned his weight onto you, guiding him up from the floor and onto the couch. “Listen. You’re going to be okay, but here in the next hour or so, you’re going to start to feel a little funny. But you’ll be okay, and I promise, it won’t last forever.” 

He leaned back into the couch, but his body was still stiff. He was still panicking. You tossed a blanket over his lap, stuck a pillow behind his head, and took a seat next to him. 

“I’m sorry, I added it to the sauce, I didn’t know…” You took his hand and patted it reassuringly. 

“Don’t. It’s okay, we just gotta get through tonight. What will help you relax?” A blush came over his cheeks, making his freckles pop. 

“When I was a kid, my mom would play All Might videos to calm me down… I haven’t watched them in a few years, so it might be worth a shot?” You could tell he was embarrassed to admit this, but you were judgement free. You grabbed your tv remote and pulled up YouTube, then selected a playlist of All Might videos that was about 5 hours long in total. 

“This okay?” You glanced over at him and his eyes were wide, staring at the screen. He nodded softly and you let out a sigh of relief. 

The night went pretty smoothly after that: the two of you watched All Might videos together and reminisced about your later years at UA. You could only tell he was stoned by his hooded eyes and the fact that his usual 100-word-a-minute speech had slowed to a conversational pace. Midoriya eventually fell asleep on your couch and did all the dishes the next morning before you woke up as an apology for accidentally drugging the food. 

Tenya Iida 

• You had grown up with Tenya, but you were the bane of his existence 

• Bc you were a troublemaker 

• And Iida despised troublemakers 

• When you two were little, it was harmless enough, like stealing snack or telling fibs to adults 

• But now you two were grown adults and you still managed to get under his skin

• You still teased him about being a rule follower and it drove him bonkers 

• A group of friends had invited you to go to the opening event to some club and you were down but Iida took some convincing 

• You didn’t think he was going to come, but he showed up before you could order your second round of drinks

• The two of you ignored each other for most of the night 

• But you two could sense the other presence and it became too much 

• You slipped out the side door for something to take the edge off

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The door slammed open beside you and your spliff nearly fell out of your mouth. 

“Jesus what the fuck is your problem du—,” your sentence was cut off as you looked up and saw Iida hovering above you. Shit. 

You tugged the piece from your lips and palmed it, flashing a toothy grin up at him. “Heeeeeyyyyy Tenya...what’re you doing out here?” 

“I saw that you were going outside unaccompanied and it’s night out, so I came out to make sure you are safe.” You scoffed. “I did not think I would catch you out here doing drugs!” He yanked your hand and pushed into the fleshy part of your wrist, making your fingers fly open and the spliff fall to the ground. 

“Shit Tenya will you shut up? It’s not a big deal, it’s just a spliff. I just want to relax tonight, is that a crime?” You bent down to pick it up but Iida beats you to it, plucking it between two fingers and staring at you angrily. 

“Yes, actually y/n, this is a crime because this is drugs and you do not need...this!” 

“Oh, so are you gonna throw it away and go tattle on me like when we were kids? God, grow up! Sometimes it’s fun to break rules and do stuff that people tell you not to. You should try it sometime, it might loosen your fuckin’ asshole and make you relax a little bit! This little thing in your hand isn’t going to kill anyone, not even me. So would you just fucking chill and let me smoke my spliff? Please?” You looked up at him, pleading, when you realize his face wasn’t steely like it almost always was. His expression was as if you had just smacked him across the face. 

“Tenya… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean all that—“ 

“Give me your lighter.” 

He cut you off and you looked to him in shock. “I’m sorry, what?” 

He glared down at you and advanced until he had you pinned to the wall. “Give. Me. Your. Lighter.” You let out an audible gulp as you fished in your pockets and pulled it out, setting it in his hand without breaking eye contact. You felt him wrap his fingers over it and you slip your hand from his grip. He towers over you and he’s so close...you can feel the heat both his body and engines were radiating. 

“You think I need to relax? That I need to chill?” You held your breath as he lowered his face until it’s inches from yours. 

Then, he did the unthinkable. 

He popped the spliff into his mouth, lit the end, and took a deep drag. He held it for a moment, then blew the entire stream right into your face. You should have been mad, but… it was kinda hot. Iida took another drag, but this time he blew it behind himself, not into your face. You finally realized that you had done it. You had gotten in his head, and now he was breaking the rules. You hadn’t thought that this would be the rule he would break, but it was a welcome surprise. 

“Oh, so you’re just going to come out here, scare the shit out of me, and then smoke all my weed?” You snatched the spliff from his lips before he could register your words and popped it into your own mouth, taking a deep drag. You held it for a moment before going up on your tip-toes and wrapping your arms around Iida’s neck, pulling his mouth to yours. “Breathe in,” you whispered before putting his lips on yours. You blew your hit into his mouth and he sucked it in. Your lips lingered on his for a moment before you pulled back, blushing. He exhaled the remaining smoke, and you saw him do something you haven’t seen him do in years. He smiled. 

You returned the smile and rolled back to flat feet. You could see the blush across Iida’s cheeks and you fought the urge to run your fingers across them. You were unsure if the flush was from the smoking or from what just transpired between the two of you, but you didn’t care. 

“See? Sometimes it’s fun to break the rules.” You poked him in the chest and took another drag from the marijuana cigarette. Iida nodded in agreement, but then shook his head. 

“Yeah, but this rule was a gross one to break. I don’t know how you smoke that shit.” He turned and hocked a loogie to the ground as you laughed. When he had recovered, you offered him another hit. He was hesitant, but he took it and took another hit before tossing it on the ground and stepping on it. 

“Dude!” you shouted, gesturing to the now ruined nub on the ground. “There was still some good stuff in there!” 

“I understand, but you don’t need that anymore.” He took your face in his hands, holding your cheeks firmly so he could look you in the eye. “And I don’t ever want to catch you smoking again; cigarettes or otherwise.” You didn’t mind him being rough with you, but you couldn’t fight the urge to antagonize him. 

“Or what, Ingeniuum,” you spat at him and his grip slid to your jaw, grasping it tighter. 

“Or we are going to have a problem.” 

The two of you stayed like that for a moment, frozen in time. Then, the weed kicked in. His hands melted from your face, down your neck, over your collarbones, down your back until they stopped around your waist, pulling you into him. The feeling was strange, but not unwelcome. You brought yourself close to him, wrapping your arms around his neck again. 

“Dance with me, and I won’t snitch,” he lulled into your ear. 

“Deal.” 

You grabbed one of his hands from your waist and pulled him back into the building. The two of you spent the rest of the night on the dancefloor, intermingled in each other’s arms, thriving off the feeling of the other’s touch. Your friends took notice, and chuckled to themselves. 

They knew it was only a matter of time before the two of you hooked up. 

Shoto Todoroki

• He knew you were a stoner 

• At least, he knew you smoked weed sometimes

• You both worked for the same agency under his father, Endeavor

• Shoto was was a pro-hero training to take over for his father, but you were just a secretary in the office

• Or rather, more of an errand girl

• Todoroki had caught you smoking behind the building on numerous occasions, and he knew that you weren’t smoking cigarettes

• They reeked of something he had only smelled once before when he was on a mission in Amsterdam and a farm had accidentally caught fire due to his quirk

• The smoke of your “cigarettes” smelled just like that day, and while he never told anyone, he was intrigued to say the least 

• You had just arrived home after a long day of work and were in the middle of unpacking groceries when you heard a SNAP and your front door flew open, scaring the life out of you 

• Shoto stood at the door with a torn shirt, dirty pants and was covered with small cuts and bruises

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“Sho--uh, Mr. Todoroki? Are you okay?” When you had recovered from the initial shock of him busting down your door, you approached him and took in his current state. You knew he was doing field work with his father this evening; it seems like they may have gotten into a scuffle with some petty villains. “What are you doing here?”

You knew of him--who didn’t?-- and had a few short conversations with the hero in passing, but you didn’t seem to be on an ‘I know where you live’ basis with him. You’d run errands for him before, sure, but you weren’t, like his personal secretary or anything. 

“Sorry about the door.” His low voice pulled your gaze to his and you could see the fire in his eyes. He was angry, pissed, even, but he was still being polite.

“Don’t worry about the door, are you okay?” Your fingers fluttered above a few deeper cuts along his right forearm, but you dared not touch them. You silently ushered him into the house and sat him down on the couch before running into your bathroom for the first aid kit. You rejoined him on the couch and set the small box on his lap. He moved it to the table and turned to face you. Your breath caught in your throat. 

“Y/n, I came here to ask you for a favor.” A small blush rose up his neck and you drew your eyebrows together. 

“What is it Mr. Todoroki?” 

“Please, you can call me Shoto.” You nodded. “I, uh. I don’t really know how to ask you for this…” He trailed off and his eyebrows drew together, like he was thinking extremely hard about how to form his words. Your stomach dropped. 

“You’re not going to ask me to like...sleep with you, right? That’s not why you’re here.” You guffawed and his eyes grew wide. 

“No, what? No! I’m here because I know you smoke weed and I’ve had a terrible day working with my father so I was here because I wanted to see if I could try some!” The words poured out of his mouth before he could think about what he was saying. Your mouth dropped open and all the color drained from his face. “Oh, I’m sorry I was being presumptuous I--” 

You held up your hand, cutting him off. “You’re here… because you want me to smoke you out?” 

“No...I’m here because I want to smoke weed with you.” 

“To--Shoto it’s the same thing. How did you even know I smoke weed?” 

“I can smell it when you take your smoke breaks behind the building. I know what it smells like, and you’re the only person who smokes back there.” 

You stare at him for him for a moment, taking him in fully. He held your gaze unabashedly. He wasn’t joking, that really was why he was here. “So say I do smoke weed. Why do you want to smoke?” 

Shoto shrugs. “Mostly because I want to know what it’s like.” He paused. “And to piss off my dad.”

You snorted. “Okay understandable. And why should I share the weed that I might have with someone who’s basically a stranger to me?”  

“I didn’t think it would hurt to ask.” 

Valid point. You really didn’t mind smoking with him, this was just an odd way to go about the whole situation. 

“Fair. And you won’t tell anyone about the pot I may or may not have?” You crossed your arms and Shoto nods, bringing a finger to his lips and zipping them shut. You rarely ever heard him speak, so you had no reason to believe he would blab about anything. “Alright, but this better not be like a drug bust or something.” He shook his head. 

“I promise, it’s not. You have my word.” 

“Okay, wait here. And while you do, please clean yourself up. You’re bleeding on my couch.” Shoto looked at you and smiled. It took you by surprise. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile before, you thought as you turned and went to your bedroom to gather your supplies. A grinder, a small baggie, and a lighter come from a drawer, and on your way back to the living room, you stopped in the kitchen to grab your bong from the freezer. When you went to start filling it with water, you felt someone staring at you. You turned to see Shoto watching you with intent. 

“Is there a problem?” You asked before continuing with your task. 

“Why do you keep that vase in the freezer?” 

Oh wow, he really was clueless. “This is what we’re going to smoke out of. And it’s in the freezer because hits better when it’s cold. If I had some ice cubes, it would be perfect.” You scooped everything up from the counter and joined Shoto on the couch. He had wrapped up the cuts on his arm and added a bandage to a mark on his face. And in his hands, he had some ice chips. 

“Like this? Would this help?” He offered them to you and you smiled. He must have used his quirk to make those when you weren’t looking. You nodded and motioned for him to put them in the top of the piece.

 After a brief explanation of how to use it, you handed the bong to Shoto. You offered him a lighter, but he held his hand up, refusing it. He put his mouth on the top of the piece, like you had just shown him. He put his thumb and forefinger together and produced a small flame, holding it to the bowl and lighting the edge of the green. So that’s why he didn’t want the lighter. 

You watched the smoke gather in the top and motioned for Shoto to breathe in. He did, and you pulled the stem out, allowing him to clear the piece. “Hold it…” He nodded and held until his face turned red and you told him to breathe out. He coughed a few times, but other than that he took it rather well. Reinserting the stem, you took the piece from him and grabbed your lighter. Before you could bring it to the bowl, Shoto’s hand was on yours. 

“Allow me.” Again, he put his thumb and forefinger together and held it to the edge of the piece. You took the hit and passed the piece back to Shoto. The two of you fell into a routine of sorts until the bowl was cashed. You set it on the table and looked at him. 

“Can I just say this is weird? This is weird, right?” You were stoned to bits and had no filter between your thoughts and your words. For the second time, Shoto smiled. It was a nice smile, and you remember thinking that he should do it more often. Before you could stop yourself, you said it aloud. “You have a nice smile. You should smile more.” You slapped your hands over your mouth. “I’m sorry--” 

“No, you’re right, I should smile more. You’re not the first person to tell me this,” he says, cutting you off. “I just...I don’t know, my brain’s all fuzzy right now.” He was stoned. Even if he hadn’t just said that, you could see it in his hooded, red eyes and slouched posture. 

“Don’t worry about it.” A silence fell between the two of you. “Are you hungry? I just went grocery shopping, I could make you some soba or something?” His face lit up. 

“I love soba...how did you know that?” 

“How did you know where I live?” You shot back at him. He shrugged. 

“...I would love some soba.” 

That’s all you needed to hear. In a flash you were in the kitchen, cooking for the two of you. Shoto sat quietly on the couch and watched you prepare the food, and while you noticed, you never said anything. His watching was not predatory by any means, just...curious. When you finished you brought the two bowls to the couch and offered one to Shoto. The two of you spent the rest of the evening talking and going rip for rip on your bong. You could have never imagined it, not even in your wildest dreams, but that night, you found a friend in Shoto Todoroki.

Thank you guys for all the love on Part 1, here’s part 2! I have two more parts in the works under this prompt (maybe three? I haven’t decided yet lol). My requests are currently open, so if you have an idea you’d like to see me interpret, let me know! 💕

A villain

Ch.9 (2015 words)

Look at me putting out a 2000 word chapter how excellent. Same warnings, Shoto gets introduced.

Tags: @rachi-roo-bnha @magical-girl-04 @imacowboy3

Hawks being verbal again had it’s positives and negatives for Dabi, for starters he could complain again, but hearing his songbird sing again made up for all. Toga didn't feel much of a difference, they still spent most of the time they hung out in silence even before Hawks going nonverbal the two had never felt the need to talk. It was sort of like they could talk without talking. Hawks felt better than he had in months closer to a year now actually which was sad for Hawks to think about, but he had to push that out of his head he had someone to kill or rather someone to bring comfort to, and they were two very different people. 

“So when are we gonna kill him.” Hawks asked one morning while he and Dabi were eating cereal and waking up, it was closer to noon but in their eyes it was morning. 

“Well now that you're a semi functioning person again we can always just go do it tonight.” Dabi knew that was a low comment but he was still slightly upset about everything that had happened, he knew it wasn't Hawks’ fault but he was still upset for some reason he couldn't understand why he was and that pissed him off. 

Hawks felt like that comment was a bit of a low blow but he was fine with that, “cool” was all Hawks said as he went back to eating, he was slightly pissed that he would have no role in his torturers death other than as a look out, but he also felt like Dabi deserved to be the one to do it.

“Maybe you can chop him up a bit before I finish the job.” Dabi felt Hawks deserved more than to be just a look out, the man had broken Hawks’ head even more than before, Hawks needed to conquer some demons just like Dabi, one of the demons was named Endeavor.

Neither Hawks or Dabi showed that they were anxious, but both of their heads were a mess. Dabi was reliving his childhood while they walked through the house and Hawks was reliving all 4 torturous months he’d spent somewhere in this house. Finally they made it to the flame heroes room, they could hear him snoring from all the way down the hall. 

“Loud ass bitch.” Dabi muttered to himself thinking about all the times he and his little brother would go hang out once they heard his snores, he still thought about his brother and sister often, never his youngest brother. Dabi had always resented Shoto for being born, he knew Shoto hadn't asked to be favorite from birth but he still hated his youngest brother.

Hawks couldn't help but chuckle at Dabi’s comment, he found it amusing that even in a situation like this where he was about to kill his dad he could be funny and not even on purpose, it was just a simple comment not meant for anyone to hear. Hawks just couldn't help but laugh at Dabi. He just made Hawks happy.

“This one.” Dabi said quietly, stopping and pointing at one of the many doors in the long hallway, seriously how big a house did they need, Hawks knew it was only ever at most housing four people. Yeah Hawks and Shoto had gotten kind of close in his time in the large apartment recovering and he knew every God awful thing that had gone on and still went on in this house, there had been a question in the back of his head lurking ever since they'd come up with the plan, what would happen to Shoto?

Dabi opened the door, slowly as to not make it creak right as Shoto rounded the nearest corner. He didn't know what to do, why was Dabi in his house, why was Hawks here as well? He understood what was going on. He strode over to the two men. “I want to help.”

Neither Hawks or Dabi could comprehend what was happening, wasn't this kid in the hero course? Hawks asked himself, Dabi on the other hand wasn't surprised in the slightest, he figured something like this would happen. Dabi knew his little brother deserved some vengeance but if they were going to let him help that meant rescheduling and tweaking the plan.

Dabi regrettably spoke without thinking. “Fine but we can’t do this tonight then.” 

He regretted that the second he said it, he still resented his youngest brother but he knew all three of them standing in this halfway deserved some form of revenge, but how would they get it? Dabi asked himself he knew it would be sloppy and risky to have all three of them for a single kill plus this would be Shoto’s first kill as a big brother Dabi was slightly disappointed sure he hated the kid but it was still his brother and he didn't want his brother to turn out like him.

“Fine let’s go to the apartment then.” Hawks meant the apartment he had stayed in while he was recovering but they all ended up in Dabi and Hawks’ little apartment with Toga because for some reason the little mosquito was already there when they got there. She had probably been waiting for Hawks so they could talk about that boy again.

As soon as they walked into the apartment Dabi went to the fridge and grabbed ingredients, Hawks had noticed the stress cooking a while ago but wouldn't be saying anything about it because that's usually when the best food would be served

Shoto surveyed his surroundings, he knew where he was and what bar he was above he wasn't stupid. He noticed how clean and small the place was, he noticed the feathers and what looked like ashes which made sense given Dabi’s quirk, he also noticed ash trays strewn about none full but none empty.

Shoto had to say it “so this is where you went, was worried he’d gotten you again till your feathers were found at murder scenes.” Shotos voice was robot like, Hawks only felt a bit of sympathy not enough though.

“What can I say, heroing and staying in that apartment wasn't really working out for me kid” Hawks said looking over at Dabi who was chopping onions and no doubt battling in his head thinking of a new plan, he wondered if Shoto had put it together yet and if he hadn't how long would it take.

Shoto remained silent, what was there to talk about that wasn't awkward he’d never been good at speaking to people. Hawks on the other hand didn't seem to care about Shoto being there and just went to sit on the couch to talk with his little mosquito of a friend and lit a cigarette. He didn't like smoking weed around Toga, he felt like that was just wrong considering how young she was.

“When will you stop smoking those things kfc?” Toga asked him taking one from the pack he had left out, of course she was being sarcastic and Hawks knew that but he enjoyed the camaraderie and he wanted to see how Shoto would react. He was curious and bored what else was there to do. 

“I’ll stop when I die kiddo and trust me that won’t be anytime soon.” Hawks smiled, tried and failed to light her cigarette with the little pink lighter he kept on the side table by the couch while he said that. Shoto was so confused. What was this banter? Was it a game? Regardless he walked over and lit the cigarette for her taking one for himself he had too much going on in his head and Iida had taken his pack on Friday when he caught him smoking on the walk home.

“Damn no please.” Hawks said still smiling he was just joking but Shoto didn't really get that.

“Hell yeah no please I’m still pissed at you.” Shoto said more to himself than Hawks knowing Hawks really wouldn't care he took a drag still frustrated Hawks had left Shoto thought he’d died or been dragged back to that awful basement or somewhere else to be tortured. Knowing what he did now he felt conflicted about how he felt toward Hawks, he felt they had become friends but now who knows maybe he was wrong.

Dabi was focused on cooking but also somewhere in his head he had to work out all the kinks in the new plan he’d come up with while they had been on the way back there was a reason he’d stayed silent the whole way.

“God fucking damn it how many times to I have to tell you little fucks not to smoke while I’m cooking, that applies to you too ice boy.” The food always tasted weird when there was smoke in the air while he was cooking and he would be damned if his food tasted like shit because of them.

Toga and Hawks put their smokes out instantly they knew how Dabi got when he was cooking, “sorry babe” Hawks said quietly like a child who had just been scolded which he kind of was. Toga had nothing to say and just kept talking about the same boy she’d been talking about for weeks.

Shoto took another drag looking at Dabi just to be rebellious then put it out. “So you finally got over Izu?” Shoto asked Toga, Hawks knew why he was asking, despite what Shoto thought he was often painfully easy to read. Toga could read him as well.

“Yeah lover boy I guess you could say I did.” Hawks couldn't help but snort at Toga’s comment he found it funny she could read the now blushing boy as well.

“I- is it that obvious?” Wow this kid really was not like Toga thought he’d be.

“Can we keep him Dabi?” Toga asked rather loudly, stretching out the last syllable of Dabi’s name.

“Yeah c’mon babe let’s keep the kid then Toga can finally make a friend her age.” Hawks said with just as much if not more enthusiasm than Toga, he wanted Toga to have a friend but he also wanted to see how Dabi would react considering that was his little brother after all.

“We can keep the candy cane jesus fuck, why are you two like this who the hell dropped you?” Dabi yelled, throwing his hands up in frustration, accidentally dropping the knife he’d been futzing with the whole time.

“So I get no say in this, don’t get me wrong you folks seem lovely but I’m not sure I wanna stay here. Also why candy cane?” Shoto asked no one in particular. 

“No you don’t get a say in it because I don’t fucking trust you candy cane. It’s the hair.” Dabi deadpanned at the last statement he made, he knew his little brother was awkward and socially clueless but holy shit he didn't expect it to be that bad, then again what could he expect Shoto had been isolated most of his life.

Hawks couldn't help but laugh at Dabi’s last statement especially the lack of tone and emotion when he said it, for some reason Hawks was always laughing at Dabi it was a part of their dynamic, Hawks was the only person that could laugh at Dabi without dying and Toga had always found that really cute.

“Fair enough it is logical not to trust me yet, and I will choose to ignore the comments you’ve made about my hair.” All of them busted out laughing at Shoto’s matter of fact tone, as Toga and Hawks rushed over and dished up some food Shoto decided he would as well what was the worst they could do tell him no.

The dinner went well, they cracked jokes most at Shoto’s expense but it was still nice. Shoto wondered if this was a family though albeit a fucked up one it had the dynamics he’d read about. Maybe this was his new family.

Heat

for the record, I do think that Shoto would have to be... rather overwhelmed to knot his s/o. he tends to over think things like that but if your begging for it and he can smell the desperation rolling off of you he just has to give in.

AlphaTodoroki x Omega! reader

PART ONE (you don’t technically need to read this beforehand but it if you like Alpha Todoroki stuff why not right?)

word count: 2, 200 (about)

warnings: smut, knotting, dirty talk, curseing  

summary: all you want is your Alpha’s knot, is that so much to ask?

Shoto Todoroki was your alpha, at least in theory. He scented things for you, he always got jealous when other alphas gave you lustful glances. There was no bound mark but you had only been dating for a few months. He had met your parents, you'd met his. So what was the catch? What stopped you from calling him your alpha whole heatedly? He hadn't helped you through your heat yet. Well you had gotten through quite a few heats by thinking about him but now you could call him over and he would actually be there to help you.

The Omega in you was paranoid that he would say no, but your Omega was always paranoid during your heats. God, now you were paranoid about the paranoia. You knew deep down it was an irrational fear but there was still part of you just asking him to scent something for you and go on with your heat alone. You chewed your bottom lip nervously while you arranged pillows and blankets into your nest. Any minute now your heat would hit you. Your skin was sticky with sweat, your hands were shaking. There were other signs of your incoming heat, the slick pooling between your thighs for one.

There was a knock at your front door that made you jump. You crept to the door and looked through the peephole. It was Shoto and he had a bag of takeout your cracked the door and stuck your head out. “Shoto I wasn't expecting you,” you tried to sound calm but it was hard when you caught his scent. Sandalwood and spearmint.

“I know,” he said bashfully “but I know your heat is coming up and I wanted to surprise you,” he raised the bag of takeout up for you too see.

“Shoto can you give me a second? I need to uh, um Clean” you tried, he frowned at you.

“(y/n) you know I don't care if your apartment is a mess-” you weren't thinking about your apartment. You were thinking about the slick pouring out of your core. And there was no way he could see you in just a skimpy tank top and panties, Your first heat should be romantic and planned out maybe with you buying some special underwear not rushed and sloppy.

“Shoto I'm indecent-and this close to my heat- I would jump you Shoto,” you warned. In fact, you weren't internally sure that you wouldn't maul him even if he left now. Shoto only nodded.

“I didn't know it had gotten that bad... let me in (Y/n) so I can take care of you.” he took a step towards the door, his scent was heavier now more, protective.

“are you sure? I mean this is a big step and-and I,” you trailed off when his scent hit you again.

“let me take care of you Omega,” his voice was low and demanding. The omega in you took full control forcing you to step back and open the door. Your skin felt hot, your knees were weak. He led you to the couch setting the food on your coffee table. “sit down and open your mouth,” Shoto commanded. You followed his order obediently. You hadn't expected things to heated so quickly, but you weren't complaining. Your eyes fluttered close in anticipation. You could just imagine the clink of Shoto undoing his belt, the rustle of fabric as his pants slid down his toned legs.  Your mouth began to water.

Shoto started at you, frozen. You looked absolutely stunning eyes closed eagerly waiting for whatever he would give you. How simple it would be to push his fingers in your mouth, letting you wet them before he pushed them inside of you. Or maybe his tongue, he imagined how easily you would submit to the kiss. His cock throbbed at the thought of what else he could push past your lips. He sucked air in through his teeth. Shoto had always prided himself on his self-restraint, but this was difficult, a needy omega in front of him. And the smell of your arousal all around him. He forced himself to pushed the chopsticks into your mouth. Your lips wrapped greedily around the food. Your eyes flew open with a look of confusion.

“ish his a dumfing?” you asked around the food.

“yes, knowing you, you haven't eaten all day,” he accused. You blushed, giving Shoto all the confirmation he needed. You swallowed your food before you spoke again.

“you know when you said you were going to 'take care of me' this isn't what I had in mind,” you huffed. Shoto twitched. He very badly wanted to take care of you in that way, especially with you looking the way you did.

“Please, Alpha I need you. If you don't fill me up right now I might die,” you whined sitting in his lap. It was incredibly difficult for him to restrain himself your scent was overpowering. He wanted nothing more than too pin you to the couch and fuck you senseless. But he needed to take care of you.

“you need to eat well if you want to carry my pups.” he purred seductively. He had never seen you so flustered. “I'll make you a deal, if you eat, then-” Shoto cut himself off to toy with the hem of your panties before letting it snap back against your skin. “I'll eat you,” he prom missed. Shoto expected you to start stuffing your face instantly, but instead, you crossed your arms

“only if you promise to actually have sex with me too,” you added. Shoto prided himself on his self-restraint. Holding himself back from knotting you were always his biggest challenge. During his ruts; it was all could think about. Hell sometimes he would smell you and the thought would be there. How nice it would be to fill you up completely like that. He let out a shaky breath.

“if that's what you want,” he hissed. you grabbed the container and started shoveling food in your mouth.

“hey slow down you'll make yourself sick,” he chuckled. He watched you stuffing your face. It was only a few minutes before  Shoto couldn't help himself any longer.  He slid off the couch and nuzzled his way between your thighs.

You choked when you felt Shoto's tongue flat against your core.

“ignore me, baby, keep on eating,” he teased. You locked your eyes with his multicolored ones.

If Shoto died eating you out, then he would die a happy man. There was just something so imminent about the act. He loved watching you writhe in pleasure, he loved the taste of you, but most of all Shoto loved how you tried to control his mouth by pulling his hair. He lived for the sharp, and spastic tugs to his scalp. Shoto closed his eyes trying to focus on the sounds you made. He was being selfish, he knew that, but once he had gotten his mouth on you he couldn't stop himself.

Your heat always made you sensitive. Shoto's tongue made quick work of you.  “apologies love, I really did mean to let you Finnish eating. I'm afraid your scent was too much for me.” Shoto apologized whipping your slick off of his face.

“Please, Shoto I need you inside of me. I can't take this any longer.” you whimpered, spreading your legs wide for him. He hesitated for a moment, no doubt debating whether he should force you to keep eating or not. The next instant he was on top of you ripping your tank top off of your body in one swift motion.

“you're too attractive, I don't know how I ever restrain myself around you.” Shoto nipped at your scent gland flooding his scenes with pure undiluted you.  The smell of arousal rolled off of you driving Shoto's inner alpha up a wall. He wanted to claim you badly, to knot you and fill you up with his pups. The thought of any other Alpha hovering over you like this, or even looking at you made Shoto feel like throwing up.

He leaned in and kissed you softly. Too softly. You needed more form him. Your core ached to be filled up by him “please Alpha it hurts,” you mumbled against his lips before pushing your tongue into his mouth. Shoto ground his hips against yours. He needed to be inside of you right now, he needed to knot you.  He knew knotting you was a big step, but he didn't know if you wanted it as badly as he did so, once more he would have to restrain himself.  The second he entered you, he knew it was going to be difficult.

You were a mess in instant. The Omega inside of you was overjoyed, feeling him insert himself so effortlessly was enough to give you a second orgasm. Mercifully Shoto didn't tease you. His pace was fast and so intense it shook the couch he had pinned you to. His mouth wandered down your collarbone until his wandering lips found your breasts.  His tongue circled your nipple drawing a gasp from you. Shoto hummed as he continued his assault on your body sending shivers up your body.

“Shoto, Alpha, please I need more,” you whimpered

“what do you need?” he grunted,

“I need your knot Alpha,”  you sobbed. At that moment there was nothing you wanted more from him. Instead of knotting you he did the opposite, he froze mid-thrust. You cried out at the lack of stimulation but Shoto was too wrapped up in his own thoughts to notice.

He didn't think he had heard you right, no he just. He just wanted to hear it so is crazy lust haze mind imagined that.

“Please Shoto I need your knot so badly I'll do anything,” you begged, raking your nails over his back. That was enough to snap him back to reality and to snap the last shred of restraint he had.

“cum for me like a good Omega and maybe I'll knot you,” he purred resuming his thrusts. You were quick to follow his instructions, losing yourself in the pleasure of the moment. Then you felt it, the slight sting you felt when he first thrust into you was nothing to the white-hot pain that came with his knot. In spite of the pain, you had never been so happy, you felt whole. It felt like everything in your life was leading up to this exact moment. Maybe that was a little demeaning to feel as if you were just born to be knotted but at that moment you didn't care.

Shoto was on cloud nine, riding a high he didn't even know existed until now. There was no way he could have restrained himself from pumping you full of his cum after he had forced his knot into you. Shoto was a mess, he couldn't form words he could barely hold himself up. He didn't know why he had stopped himself from knotting you for as long as he did this was fucking amazing. Problems only started when he tried to move. Normally he would have gotten a washcloth to clean you up with and some water if he had really tired you out.

Instinctively he moved to get off of you. You cried out in pain, it was too tight a fit for any motion. Shoto cried out as well, for a different reason, you were wrapped around him like a vice. His cock twitched inside of your walls. No no no he needed to relax. Shoto breathed your scent in, enjoying the calming effect it had on him. Carefully he flipped the two of you over so you were lying on his chest.

“your leg is twitching,” Shoto commented smoothing your hair, you hadn't noticed it before but he was right, your left leg was shaking uncontrollably.  

“huh, maybe it's fine? I mean I've never been knotted before maybe this is supposed to happen?” even to yourself you sounded unconvincing. You focused on making your leg stay still and eventually the shaking stopped. Normally you enjoyed laying in Shoto’s arms but now you were starting to grow stiff stuck in this position.

“I should have waited until we gotten to my nest for you to knot me,” you whined trying to get comfortable without moving your hips.

Shoto thought about the implications of that, being in your nest. He knew from his sister that Nests were an intensely personal thing for omegas his cock gave another interested twitch.

“there's always next time though, my heats can get kinda intense, don't think that I'm satisfied yet,” you purred. Shoto's scent instantly changed to a more aroused one.

“I'll be here for the whole thing darling don't you worry,” Shoto chuckled lightly nussling your neck 

The first chapter of Why Does Fire Burn? now on Tumblr

There are spelling and grammar mistakes but enjoy anyway.

 “Shoto wake your ass up,” Dabi yelled at his little brother, banging on the door.

    “Screw off,” Shoto muttered back, hiding his face in his pillow. The morning was too evil to wake for. Then there was a quieter, much more gentle knock.

    “Come on, Shoto,” Fuyumi said, opening the door and walking in, “You have the entrance exam today. You don’t want to be late.”

    He groaned but got up when Fuyumi ran a hand through his hair. Shoto got dressed in his school uniform after his sister left and then came out for breakfast.

    Fuyumi was making eggs, bacon, and rice, and Dabi was scrolling through his phone at the table. Shouto sat down next to him, and without looking, his older brother messed up his hair in a playful manner.

    “Stop it,” he says, hitting at his hand. Dabi smirks and puts his phone down. Fuyumi, bless her soul, placed our plates in front of them, and they began eating.

    “Natsu’s coming home tonight for dinner,” their sister said halfway through.

    “Cool,” the youngest said with his mouth full of food.

    “What do you guys want for dinner?” she asked.

    “Soba,” Shoto said.

    “Was that even a question?” Dabi asked. 

    Soon it’s time for Shoto to go. Dabi and Fuyumi were watching as Shoto put his shoes and jacket on.

    “You’re going to do great,” Fuyumi reassured, straightening her brother's jacket, “And if not, it’s okay. We’ll find something else. Don’t worry.”

    “I’m not worried,” he said.

    “She was talking to herself,” Dabi said. Fuyumi then smacked his shoulder.

    “Come to the shop after the exam,” Dabi said.

    “Got it,” Shoto said before opening the door, “Bye,” he said, stepping out of our apartment. Shoto sucked in a breath and said, “Let's do this.”

    XXX

Shoto Yukitomo was 15 years old when he went to take the UA entrance exam. He had almost blinding snow-white hair that was long but didn’t go past his neck. He had mismatched heterochromia eyes. One stark gray, and other burning turquoise. Over his left eye was a large burn scar. His papers said that his Quirk was named Cryokinesis. It allowed him to control the ice he made.

    Yukitomo did well in the exam. Using his ice to freeze robots before they could strike him. In the end, he had close to 78 points. But then the ground began to shake and rumble. And then there was the faux villain worth 0 points. He made a massive ice wall. Stopping the thing in its path.

    XXX

After the exam was over, Shoto headed to Dabi’s shop. Dabi ran a tattoo parlor called Cremation Ink. It was a pretty good size and had a nice setup. Music was always playing, and the place was warm and bright. It smelled like ink, burnt wood, and coffee. Dabi seemed to really love running the place, but the business could be slow sometimes. Dabi had to work a part-time job at the record store down the street just to make sure that he could run this place and keep the apartment the siblings lived in. Sure Fuyumi worked too, but, a preschool teacher doesn’t make all that much.

    Shoto walked in and heard the sound so the old American bands Dabi liked to play. Along with that was a buzzing noise that came from a tattoo gun. Shoto walked in further and saw that my brother was in the middle of work.

    Knowing it to be a while before they’d go, Shoto moved over to the large leather couch back at the front of the shop and pulled out his book and read. An hour and a half later, the two come in the front of the store. The customer was a guy with a bright blue mohawk with the sides of his head shaved. The tattoo he had gotten was of a blue dragon running down his arm.

    “You sure you like it?” Dabi asked as they reached the door.

    “Man, I freaking love it,” the guys said, “It’s sick as fuck.”

    “I’m glad,” Dabi said, “So, you’re good with me putting it on my site, social media pages, right?”

    “Yeah, man, go nuts.”

    “Alright, come back soon,” Dabi said, holding the door open for the other guy.

    “Will do Dabi,” the guy said before leaving.

    “How was your day?” Shoto asked, not looking up.

    “Fine, yours?”

    “Fine,” he said, “You talking to that guy you met last month?”

    “Don’t,” his brother warned, walking towards the back.

    “What?”

    “Shoto, I am serious.”

    “Is that hard for you?”

    “Do you want to die brat?” he asked, “Because I can make that happen.”

    “You wouldn’t hurt me. Fuyumi won’t let you,” Shoto said, eyes still glued to the pages.

    It’s another half an hour before the brothers lock up and head home. On their way back to the small apartment, Dabi asked,” So how was it?”

    “Fine, I guess,” the white-haired boy said. 

The two brothers couldn’t look more different as they walked down the street. Dabi was a good couple inches taller even though he has been on the short side most of the time. Shoto was tall, too, but not his brother’s height. Shoto had snow-white hair, and Dabi had jet black. Both of them had pale skin, but Dabi’s arms and torso were covered in ink. Images of flames, snowflakes and monsters, flowers, and other symbols. His ears and nose were pierced in several places.

When they got home, they found that their other two siblings were back. Fuyumi was working on dinner, and Natsuo was in the living room, TV blaring. Shoto plopped down next to his older brother, and Natsuo ruffled his hair.

“Hey, Sho, how the exam?” he asked.

“Good, I think.”

“I’m going to go look over some calls,” Dabi said, shrugging his jacket off. 

“Then you go and shower,” Fuyumi said, “You too, Shoto.”

Shouto just sat, leaning against his other brother as they watched the news. For a split second, the was flash of the number two hero on the screen, but before anything on the TV could be said, the channel was changed to a volleyball game that was on.

“Who the hell used all my shampoo?” Shoto asked, coming out of the bathroom, shaking the empty bottle.

“Shouto,” Fuyumi said, “You use too much of it.”

“No, I don’t,” he said.

“Yes, you do. And so does Natsu.”

“Leave me out of this,” the older boy said.

“Did you use it?” Shoto asked.

“ I will not confirm or deny anything.”

Shoto threw the empty bottle at his brother, but Natsuo caught it. Shoto growled.

Later Dabi came out of the shower, and they ate dinner. The four siblings talked about their day. Dabi spoke about people who went into the shop. Fuyumi shared stories about her class. Natsuo talked about his professors and classes. And Shoto talked about his entrance exam.

“They made you fight robots?” Natsu asked.

“Yep.”

“Huh, well that something.”

“Speaking of school,” Dabi said, “Have you picked a major?”

“Well, I was thinking maybe physical therapy,” Natsuo said, “You know so I can help people.”

“I think that’s a wonderful idea,” Fuyumi said, smiling.

As they got more into the meal, Shoto’s brows knitted together for a moment. “What am I going to do if I don’t get into UA?” his tone wasn’t one of despair or dread. It was one born out of pure curiosity.

All three of his siblings looked at him for a moment and thought. What would Shoto do?

“You become a hoodlum like your brother,” Natsu tested. Dabi hit him up the back of the head.

“Ow!”

“Don’t worry, Shoto,” Fuyumi said, resting her hand on top of her brothers, “If UA doesn’t work, we could find another hero school. Or we can find something else for you to do if you want. We just want you to be happy.”

“Thanks,” Shoto said.

         If you were to look at Yukitomo siblings, you would see that they were closer than anything. That they were loyal and relied on each other. The neighbors thought they were all delightful children. They truly didn’t deserve what happened to them. It was horrible luck for such sweet children. To have their father horribly, painfully killed in a home invasion, which left poor Shoto scared, and their mother insane. Poor Dabi had been tasked with keeping all of his siblings safe at such a young age. All four of them worked so hard to stay together. Truly lovely children, with terrible luck.

After dinner, the four cleaned up dinner and sat in the living room and watched action movies.

XXX 

Later that night, while the younger two of the siblings were asleep, Fuyumi and Dabi stayed up talking.

“I’m get worried,” Fuyumi said, pacing the kitchen floor, “We’re running out of money. I’ve been looking over the bills and checks, and we only have enough for maybe the first third of the year. And we can’t just have Shoto and Natsuo go out and get jobs with them both going to school,” she ran a hand threw her long white hair.

Dabi didn’t want to say it out loud, but he was getting worried too. She was right. Money was growing thin, and their brothers couldn’t get jobs like they did. Natsuo would be in college, and Shoto was going to going to a hero school of all things. He wasn’t going to put the stress of getting a job on them.

“Yumi,” he said after a minute, his voice sounding more confident than he felt, “Don’t worry. I have a bunch of appointments scheduled over these next few months. It will be more than enough.”

“But will it?” She asked, worried, “Dabi, you know how hard it is to support all of us. You know sometimes, a fully booked month is hardly enough.”

“Relax,” he told her, “I have a plan if things start getting bumpy.”

“What?!” she cried a little too loud. She had stopped pacing, “Join a gang and sell drugs? Rob a bank? Sell off all of our things?”

“No,” he said, trying not to get upset with her worry. She was much more open with emotion in times of stress when it was just them.

“Then what?” she asked, “And if you say Taijo, I swear to the gods-”

“I promise it’s not Taijo,” he whispered, “And keep your voice down, you’ll wake Natsu and Sho.”

“What is it then?” she asked, more softly, her hands shaking.

“We draw some cash from our funds,” Dabi said plainly.

“Touya!” Fuyumi cried before she was hushed. Dabi cringed at the sound of the name. It was strange and bitter after so long. Even though it was the dead of night there was no one else, but them were up, Dabi looked around. Checking to make sure no one heard. After a minute, he let out a sigh, and his shoulders dropped.

Dabi looked at his sister, and placed his hands on her shoulders carefully, “Yumi, listen to me. I know it’s risky, but we’ve gotten away with it before. No one knows they’re there, and no one will know that the money’s gone. And it is just a little bit. Just a little bit of cash, that’s ours anyway. We’ll wait for a few more months. And if the business at the shop keeps doing well, then we won’t. Please, Yumi, trust me on this.”

Fuyumi looked down at the ground. She was shaking a little bit, and tears were welling up in her eyes. She didn’t want to look at her brother. Her older brother, who always made sure she was safe and okay. Who would hold her when she cried. Who took on all the problems Fuyumi couldn't figure out on her own. She felt weak next to him. Dabi pulled her in for a hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck and nodded.

“Okay,” she sobbed, “but only in a few months. Promise me.”

“Okay,” he said, rocking her, “I promise.”

“I’m sorry,” she cried, “I’m sorry I’m not stronger-”

“Fuyumi, you’re stronger than any of us,” Dabi said, in a gentle voice, “You do things that I never could. You handle all our finances, you cook and take care of us when we’re sick, you help Shoto and Natsuo with homework when the world knows I couldn’t have. You are so strong, Fuyumi. I never want you to think otherwise.”

She nodded. For the longest time, Dabi just stood there holding his little sister. It was moments like this; they both remembered how much they need each other to get through things. How they had to work together to make sure their little brothers could have it better than they did.

 “It’s okay,” Dabi promised, “It’ll be okay, Yumi. Only five more years of the hard stuff. Five more years,” he whispered, kissing her forehead.

Five more years. Then they could finally make a move and not worry about as much about losing each other.

XXX

(Two Weeks Later)

Two weeks later, the four Yukitomo siblings were in the kitchen. Fuyumi was grading some papers, and Dabi and Natsuo were talking about work and school. Shoto was looking through the mail. There were six pieces of it. Three of them were bills. One was a postcard from one of Fuyumi’s friends. The other was a magazine. Finally, there was a letter to Shoto. From UA.

Shoto slowly opened it without saying anything. Then a small dice dropped out. Then a holographic image popped out of All Might. The other siblings turn their heads, and their jaws dropped.

They all sat and listen to the results. In the end, tears ran down the siblings' faces, and there was the tightest group hug of their lives. They all smiled and laughed for a good long while. Once all the crying and laughing stopped, and they all let go of each other, Shoto said, “I’m going to UA.”

“Yeah, kiddo,” Dabi said, hugging him, “You are.”

Shoto was going to UA, and he was going to be a hero. A hero who helps people, like his siblings, helped him, and he was going to a better hero than he ever was.