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Plz plzzz smut 9 with iida. I need it. Also congratulations on the followers!! Lets sip some wine for many more followers to come!

a/n: THE FINAL PROMPT FOR MY FOLLOWER EVENT! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

Ya’ll know me well enough, I had to save the best for last. Thank you so much for following me and reading my stuff. It seriously means so much. So COME GET YOUR TENYA FOOD. (Special thanks to @thisisthehardestthing for the inspo, you’re a true friend and enabler.)

"Look at me." x tenya iida

cw: nsfw, smut (but like, the kind that makes you soft), some atypical penetration (quirk play?)

Tenya sat on the edge of the bathtub, his hero costume discarded after a long, hard day of patrolling. A fight with a villain had left his armor completely covered in dirt and ash, but that could be cleaned and polished later. He was more concerned with cleaning the soot and debris out of the engines in his calves before they got backed up and put him out of commission for a week. You leaned against the door, watching him working at his legs with a damp washcloth, the angle not impossible for him to reach, but certainly uncomfortable, especially with sore muscles from a hard-fought battle--one that saved a lot of lives, you might add.

You shook your head and joined him in the bathroom, kneeling down on the bath mat at his feet. Putting your fingers to his hands to stop him, you took the cloth and touched his thigh. “Let me help,” you said softly, and somewhat reluctantly, he let you. You had only been dating a few months, but you were spending almost every night at his place by this point. You’d seen him do this too many times on his own. He was a hero, in your eyes and everyone else’s. He deserved a break, someone to do the dirty work for him, and you were happy it was you.

Tenya straightened out his leg so you could reach underneath it, washcloth draped over your hand. Your fingers were much smaller than his; you’d be able to swipe around the rims of his exhaust pipes much easier than he could. As you took his ankle in your grasp, Tenya leaned back, his knuckles coming to rest on the ledge of the tub. You could see tension in his quad muscles, the veins tight as they disappeared under the fabric of the boxers he’d slipped into.

“Relax, babe,” you whispered, but instead of easing into your touch as you circled the rim of one exhaust pipe, Tenya threw his head back and sucked in a gulp of air. It was then that you understood. This was a lot bigger than just some routine cleaning ritual.

You ran the back of your hand slowly down his leg, soothing him as best you could. “It’s ok,” you said. “I got you.” Tenya took a deep breath, locking his eyes on yours before he nodded. Without breaking eye contact, you twisted the washcloth around your finger and, as slowly as you could, inserted your finger and circled around the inside of the cylinder, then the outside, wiping everything away until you could see the shining chrome again. Tenya bit his lip, a soft rumble in his throat, and you became aware of just how sensitive he was.

You tended to stay away from his engines during sex, partly because he was so much taller than you, you couldn’t usually reach them, but also because you didn’t want to seem obsessed with them. You never wanted him to think that you were only with him because of his profession or his quirk, and you hadn’t raised the topic of body worship just yet. You never knew how he’d feel about it. But with the way Tenya’s forehead started to sweat as you moved from one exhaust pipe to the next, you couldn’t believe that you’d been missing out on this for so long.

He didn’t have to say a word; Tenya knew that you could read him like a book. The way his knuckles turned white against the porcelain of the bathtub, the way he couldn’t hold his head upright as you plunged slowly in and out of the legs that his quirk gave him, the strangled moans he could no longer hold in. You knew already how turned on he was. There was just one question on his lips as you moved to his other leg. “How?”

You dipped your finger in once more, picking up the pace bit by bit. “Because I love you, Tenya. I know you better than anyone else in my life. I saw it all over your face.”

His chest heaved and he palmed the erection straining against the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. You sped up again, hopping from one cylinder to the next, twirling your finger around the inside and then the outside, up and down his calf.

“Please,” he begged as his hips lifted off the narrow ledge of the tub. Sweat dripped off his forehead, already a mess at just the touch of your hands against his thick calves. You nodded and pressed your finger deep into the final pipe, pushing past a level of intimacy you’d ever known.

With a growl, Tenya leaned back again, his chin tilted up severely as he tried to swallow his own lewd noises. Tenya pulled off his glasses and tossed them toward the sink, and you saw a single tear trickle out of the corner of each of his eyes before he pushed you down onto the floor, your back against the cool tiles, and straddled you.

His mouth connected to the heated flesh of your neck as you realized how much you needed him too. Desperately, he pushed down your shorts and panties so he could run his own fingers along your slit, wet almost as soon as he touched you. Your back arched up off the floor as you captured his shoulders in your hands, begging him to enter you. Overwhelmed, you felt tears burning in your eyes as you sobbed his name over and over. The rough pads of his fingers pressed into your heat and rubbed the soft, delicate spots inside that he knew you loved most.

You couldn’t keep your hips from shooting up at him, Tenya’s mouth covering your own as you moaned and whimpered into him. As the tension in your stomach twisted tighter, you squeezed his hand with your thighs. He ran his fingers up and down your core one more time as he pulled them out as searing kisses clouded your mind with lust.

Sensing your need, Tenya pulled his cock out of his boxers and teased, only for a second, at your dripping entrance, your eyes clenching closed and your head rolling to the side before he sheathed himself in a single motion. You couldn’t help but whimper as he rutted in and out of you, the stretch you felt a painful bliss that you wished would never end. Emotions overcoming you, it was your turn to be reduced to a crying mess at his ministrations. You held him by the forearms, your nails digging into his skin, until he made a final request.

“Look at me,” he demanded, panting in shallow breaths between each word.

You turned your head and met his eyes. The motion of his hips continued to roll over you, sending waves of pleasure through your body that you couldn’t even describe. Your entire lower body trembled as his thrusts slammed into you, harder by the second, his jaw tight and teeth gritted together. A few moments more and you reached your climax with a sharp scream, convulsing with the pleasure for only a moment before his rapid thrusts stuttered with his own release inside you.

The bathroom felt like it was at least a hundred degrees hotter than before as Tenya pulled out and collapsed on top of you. The mirror was fogged up as the both of you heaved for breath, sweaty bodies pressed together and only keeping the heat trapped between you. Tenya nestled his face against your neck, his hand reaching up to pet your hair as he whispered, “I love you. So much.” You’d hold him there against your chest as long as he wanted, you thought, completely in bliss at the feeling of knowing him, but also being known, so deeply that you couldn’t think of anything else. You’d hold him until your hearts beat as one, the bond unbreakable.

Squirting Headcanons

Someone mentioned that I hadn’t done any headcanons for a while so what better way to fix that than squirting? I hope you guys enjoy~

Warnings: 18+, squirting. 

Characters: Amajiki, Bakugou, Dabi, Kaibara, Kaminari, Kirishima, Shigaraki, Shindou, Takami/Hawks, Tokoyami. 

Headcanons under the cut cause it got kinda long~

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I want to learn how to draw anime for the sole purpose of putting ahegao faces in people's notebooks

Nishinoya x Reader x Tanaka

Or Tanaka x Reader x Nishinoya

Summary: A study session with the boys goes south after they caught up with your plan

Genre/Warnings: Smut, nsfw, spitroasting, ass play (female receiving), blowjob, slight edging, slight spanking, slight degradation, senpai kink, reader going commando, clothed sex Tanaka and Noya are 2nd years cuz they always will be in my heart

WC: 2,170

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Okay, okay, it’s fine. Everything is fine. It’s not like the two hottest guys in the volleyball club just asked you to a date. No they didn’t. They asked you to a study session. Completely innocent.

Well, it’s supposed to be. Technically, it is, just not in your mind. Your mind is chock-full of fantasies with these two. Separate and together. Which does not help your case. 

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You were a first year and earlier today, a couple of second years had asked to study with you. Noya and Tanaka were originally going to study with Ennoshita, and the others, but he decided that the test was too important and didn’t want the chaos that came with the pair. Noya and Tanaka then came to you, asking for your help.

“Why me?” you asked in disbelief, eyes focused on the two males in front of you and not at the other teens staring while walking by

Tears streaming comically down their face, they pressed their palms together, “Please! The third years have their own test and you’re the other smartest person we know!” Tanaka cried

You blushed at the compliment, nearly giving in. 

“Why not just ask from other 2nd years?” you tried

“You study advanced lessons so you’ll be fine. Just, please do it!” Noya pleaded

You soon noticed teachers peeking their heads out, trying to see what the ruckus is about. You hastily turned back to the teens crying out for help. You tried to stop them from crying so you wouldn’t get in trouble.

“Okay, okay! I’ll help!” you said, “Now shhh, we’re gonna get in trouble” you shushed them. 

“THANK YOU” they yelled, both tackling you in a bone crushing hug. Your face flushed, realizing what you got yourself into. You agreed to help two hot guys study. And now you were pressed to their chests in between them. If you really focused, you know you could feel the trace of their muscles that they got from playing volleyball all day.

Just before you could get a nosebleed they pulled away, saying their byes and speeding off to the second year building. You tried to get the warmth out of your cheeks, distracting yourself from the quick flashes of past fantasies in your vision. 

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As of right now, you were figuring out what to wear before heading out to Tanaka’s house. Your chin between your index finger and thumb you stared at the mirror, you boldly wore a white button up blouse and a short black skirt that could pass as your school uniform but wasn’t as you didn’t wanna risk anything happening to it. You don’t know what lead to this decision, but it was probably the thought of a certain something that could possibly happen that night. 

You looked at yourself, was it too bold? They probably didn’t even like you like that. You sighed, noticing the time, it was almost time to leave. You asked them beforehand how long it will take and they replied, ‘as long as it takes’ so you went ahead and told your parents you might be spending the night. 

You figured it would be all or nothing so you unbuttoned and took off your bra. You pulled off your panties and for extra boldness, lubed up and put in a buttplug your parents didn’t know you had because they never questioned your orders. The base of it had a shiny orange jewel on it, hopefully catching their attention. It was rarely ever used, but seeing as this was a special occasion, you slipped in on with little struggle.

It was messed up you knew it, the slight discomfort of the thing inside you reminded you, but if you think about it, it could be fun. At the same time, though, now you just have to hope you don’t get this skirt wet. 

You checked the time, “Ah, shit” you rushed out of the house

The walk there was chilly, so you were glad when you stepped into his warm home. You were greeted by a blushing Tanaka, him telling you that his sister wasn’t home and that it was only you three there to study. This statement just made you think dirty thoughts and that you tried so hard to dismiss.

You reached what you assumed to be a study room. There was a low table with pillows you could sit on and posters up on the wall that featured girls, one of which was in her bathing suit. Nishinoya was gathering his notes and his books on the table and greeted you without looking at you, focused on organizing what would soon turn messy. 

You put down your backpack full of books and sat down across him, Tanaka sitting beside you. It was when you brought out notebooks when Noya saw you. You pretended not to notice the way he stared at your bust and you were almost certain he could make out the trace of you nipples. 

Nishinoya and Tanaka gave each other a look of agreement not to mention anything to you for the time being, though being worried you might notice Nishinoya’s semi-hard. You then started to go over the material they had to study, pointing out topics from yours and their books. Every time you would look down the boys too the opportunity to glance at your chest and every time you would put your hands in your lap, your arms would slightly press them together.

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“Alrighty, Imma go to the bathroom” you said after covering a section of the book. Tanaka gave you instructions on where to fins the bathroom and you stood up to go there. You didn’t notice that the moment you stood up, Tanaka got a glimpse of the shiny jewel and your bare ass, he could’ve sworn his nose dripped with blood right then and there. 

While walking out of the room Nishinoya also looked up to see it more clearly, there was something in your ass! He flushed red at the revelation you not only had no underwear, but a toy in you as well.

The moment you closed the door, they looked at each other’s red faces. They both also had hard ons that they couldn’t cover up anymore. “Hey did you see that!?” Tanaka whisper-yelled

“Yeah she had a plug in her!” Nishinoya replied

“Yeah and she has no panties! I’m pretty sure she doesn’t have a bra”

Nishinoya playfully closed his eyes and shook his head, “Who would’ve thought our little kouhai was so naughty” he huffed

Tanaka soon copied the other’s stance, “I know right? Guess we have to teach her a lesson” he smirked

Soon enough you walked back to the room, only to find Tanaka sitting in your place. You didn’t mean to be rude but you didn’t think you would change seats on anything. “Uhm, Tanaka, I sit there”

“Yes, you do” Tanaka said, not glancing at Nishinoya who was looking up your skirt

You gave him a confused look, “Could you move, please?”

“Nah, just sit here, on my lap” he motioned for you to come over. Nishinoya started snickering as you nervously made your way to him. Would he feel the pug? Will he be able to tell that you don’t have panties on? 

You didn’t really have any choice other than to do as you’re told. You sat yourself on his lap, face red and flustered. Both boys smirked and Tanaka snaked his arms around your waist. You felt something hard poke against the plug, pushing it in the slightest bit. 

You yelped as Tanaka pulled you closer, applying more pressure as you tried not to moan. “Hm, what’s this, Noya? She’s got something in here. Y/N, will you let us see? What if it’s bad” he said in a fake, babying voice as his fingers found the hem of your skirt.

“Yeah, you are wearing shorts under there right? It should be fine” Noya scooted towards you 

“Exactly” Tanaka agreed

“Wait-” before you could continue, Tanaka had flipped your skirt up, exposing your bare womanhood.

Both boys couldn’t take their eyes off it and you were trying to cover yourself back up but Tanaka had held both of your hands in place. He dipped his finger in between your folds, collecting the wetness of your arousal. “Look, Noya, she likes it, guess theres nothing wrong here” 

Nishinoya nodded in agreement before going to fondle your breasts. You squirmed at the feeling. He groped you through your blouse, one hand with two fingers twistng your hardened nipple, and his hot, wet, mouth rolling the other nipple between his teeth. He hadn’t taken your blouse off and the feeling along with the roughness from the fabric, had you whimpering and moaning, “Ahh, Senpai”

They both stopped for a split second, your words going straight to their growing dicks. Nishinoya groaned at what he herd and pulling away, palming himself through his shorts before going in and connecting his lips with yours. He was able to swallow the moan you let out as Tanaka slipped a finger in you, curling and uncurling it. A second digit was pushed in, him reaching the spot that made you jerk forward, successfully grinding onto him. He continued to press that spot, drawing in more moans from you as Nishinoya had taken his hand to circle his fingers against you clit. 

You were mewling in delight, getting closer and closer to the edge. “I’m cumming-” but before you could get pushed over the edge, both their fingers had stopped moving, Tanaka pulling his out. 

You let out a needy whine, questioning why they would do that. They both shrugged and Tanaka lifted you up to pull down his shorts and boxers, letting his length spring free. You ground up on it, sliding your wetness onto his member while Noya unbuttoned and took off your bluse. He groaned,”What do you want, baby?” 

“Please, Senpai, I want you in me” you shamelessly begged, wanting your fantasy fulfilled. He complied, lifting you up to slide you onto his member. Your walls sucked him in, warm and wet as you gave the impression of this being your first time. You let out a whimper at the newfound stretch as he let you adjust. He didn’t want to hurt you so he didn’t start thrusting immediately, but it didn’t stop him from bucking his hips to rut into you. 

You gave him a sign, telling him it was okay to move. He gave you an experimental thrust, surprised at the loud moan you gave. He started moving you up and down, allowing you to ride him as you leaned back and moaned in bliss. Tanaka caught a glimpse of Nishinoya having to use his hands to get off of his best friend fucking a cute girl. He stopped momentarily and pushed you down, forcing your hands onto Nishinoya’s thighs. 

“Y/N, seems like you’re Senpai needs some help, would you be a good little kouhai and help him with it?” 

You nodded eagerly and got to work, using your hands to jerk him off as you licked the precum leaking out of the slit. He groaned and carded his hands through your hair as you took his tip in your mouth and pushed yourself down on him. You bobbed your head up in down while having Tanaka thrusting into you from behind. You moaned around him, sending shivers down his spine as he groaned at the feeling. 

He then decided he couldn’t take it anymore and his bucking hips came to thrust into your mouth. You moaned at the thought of him using you to pleasure himself, his thrusting at the same pace as Tanaka’s. You body was soon going back and forth, them not letting you feel empty whatsoever. 

Tanaka had toyed with the bejeweled plug in you and pulled it out, replacing it with his thumb. You moaned loudly onto Nishinoya as the man behind you moved his thumb in and out. He gave a spank to your rounded ass, rubbing the reddening skin.

“You like this, don’t you? You like being your Senpais’ cocklut, huh?” he gave you another spank that had you tightening around him. He smacked your ass one last time, moving his hand down to put pressure on your puffy clit. 

You mewled as you felt your high coming. You sucked Nishinoya like a straw, tongue circling the tip as you felt him twitch in your mouth. Both men groaning and panting as they thrusted into you. 

You let out more moans, one after the other, signaling your need to release. Tanaka could feel you tighten around him, causing him to mumblr curses under his breath. 

“You gonna cum? Is our little Kouhai gonna cum around my cock?” he taunted and you let out a muffled ‘mhm’. He gave you another spank as you started to get dizzy with all the stimulation. “What to you think Noya? Should we let her cum?” he asked his friend

“Yeah, I’m just about to too” he replied, still thrusting up to your mouth

“Same here. Go, cum around me, you cockslut” he ordered and you couldn’t be happier to comply. You moaned at the feeling of finally being able to release and Nishinoya filling your mouth with his seed, keeping your head in place as he finished. Tanaka groaned at the feeling of your pussy and soon released inside you with a grunt. You swallowed what was in your mouth and opened it, showing Noya your empty cavern. Tanaka pulled out and watched your mixed juices flow down to your thigh. He sure came a lot. 

You were worn out and collapsed onto the floor. You felt someone, you assumed Tanaka, lift you up in his arms and carry you to his bedroom. Nishinoya followed suit and walked with Tanaka to make sure you were okay.

You slowly opened your eyes just enough to see them and asked, “Does this mean anything?”

The two males looked puzzled and thought about it, it seemed as though they didn’t know themselves. “It can mean something if you want it to. I want it to, if that helps” Nishinoya declared

“Same here, I’m pretty sure Kiyoko won’t notice us like our little Kouhai here” Tanaka agreed

“Oh okay.” you said, so were you dating both of them now?

“Oh wait dude, what about the test tomorrow?” NIshinoya asked as Tanaka set you down on his bed.

“I’m pretty worn out now so I’l just study the rest at lunch time tomorrow” Tanaka said as he and Nishinoya joined you in the bed

“Well if you two pass there’s gonna be a reward” you said sleepily before yawning and dozing off in the arms of the two second years. 

They both were determined to score perfectly the next day.

Proximity

(Bakugou x f!Reader)

Summary: Bakugou struggles to deal with a physically affectionate classmate Length: ~900 TW: Bakugou has the emotional intelligence of a sandbag A/N: I originally wrote this with an OC in mind, but I figured it’s generic enough to share. This is the first thing I’ve written in about a year, so plz be kind 🥺 Take care friends! 🥰❤️

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She was always touching him. 

He hated it.

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akaashi x fem reader smau

Akaashi was polite, yes, but even he had people that he didn’t really like. You were one of them. Not like you cared since you hated him too, but all of a sudden you were paired with him for a project. Now that’s when you care.

status: completed

taglist: closed

genre: e2l au, fluff, crack, a lil angst

introductions ↠ || im fucked ↠ || a deal? ↠ || thats adorable ↠ || always ↠ || i am a slut ↠ || i’d rather not ↠ || fuck the vbc ↠ || he a freak in da sheets ↠ || window seat ↠ || make her beg ↠ || bad luck ↠ || the mall ↠ || i hate him ↠ || fuck it ↠ || crazy in love ↠ || preach ↠ || takumi hiro ↠ || desperate ↠ || death note ↠ || potty mouth ↠ || happy birthday ↠ || sana’s push (end!)

kinda lame my pupils arent tiny pink hearts 

Can you do a mirio x reader oneshot where mirio is a single dad and he doesnt want to tell his s/o but the s/o find outs in someway and is supportive.

Summary: ^

Quirk: You can make bubbles when you make a circle from your hands. A layer of bubble solution forms and you can blow it into bubbles. You can control its size. If you create many then you have to moisturize your hands cuz they get dry

A/N: sorry sorry sorry for this being late I admit I slacked off for like two days

Warnings/Genre: Fluff, cursing, angst if you squint

WC: 2,396

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You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

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You weren’t a hero; your quirk had never been strong enough and you didn’t like the intense training, so you took up law in college. You eventually met Mirio while running late to school. In true hero fashion, he saved you from a guy you pulled you to an alleyway. What he didn’t expect is for you to punch the guy in the face as soon as he tried to unbutton you and disarm him by twisting his wrist and making him drop the knife. Mirio was amazed as he had to hold you back from kicking the guy’s head in when you pushed him to the ground.

When he asked how you learned to fight you told him that it was clear the guy’s an amateur. You chuckled saying how weak he was, it was probably one of his first times trying to assault someone. You liked his cheery attitude; he was happily talking to you as you fixed your clothes. Most of it was small talk, him complimenting your skills then asking where you were headed. It was at that time you realized you were late. You quickly sped off with the promise to see him again soon.

The next time you saw him was when someone else was in danger. Before you could jump in, he did and you were left tending to the scarred high-school student. You and he talked after the whole fiasco and jokingly called out the situation that brought you two together. You and he agreed to hang out outside of danger on his free time.

So you did, you went to the park with him and walked around. You talked about yourselves and you got to know him better. After that hangout, you went on others. He knew what you did, your hobbies and stuff you liked, and you knew his too. He was one of the most thoughtful people you’ve met, he constantly helped you through hard times like when you were stressed for finals. You never really noticed but he rarely asked for help. He put most of his attention to you and would brush off the fact he never bothered you about himself. You grew to like him, as a friend and maybe more.

Until one day, your view on him changed completely. You were on one of your hangouts and he got a call. He excused himself and stood to the side as you ordered takeout desserts for him. When he came back his face was contorted to show more of a gloomy expression. He was visibly down and when you got the desserts you brought him to a bench asked him to sit.

He came clean about everything, well, all but one thing. He told you he had a girlfriend he never mentioned and their relationship has been rough for years. It started becoming rocky a year before he met you and admitted to seeing you more that he saw his girlfriend as he was happier and more relaxed around you. You apologized profusely but he told you it wasn’t your fault. He then went on about how his girlfriend got mad at him spending too much time with you and being controlling and that he dumped him in the phone call he just had. What he didn’t tell you was that they had a child on accident and she left the child with him. This would add stress to his life and it was another factor for his breakdown.

During his rant you realized something, he deserved better, and you honestly wanted to be that for him. You came to term with your romantic feelings for him but as much as you wanted him to love you back, you didn’t want to just be some rebound.

After he calmed down he confessed that he loved you and you made him feel more wanted then his girlfriend did. He asked that you accept his feelings but you had to do a double-take. You said that you loved him too but thought that if a relationship would form, it should happen later. You told him you didn’t want to be a rebound and he agreed to wait until he was over his girlfriend to date you.

With that settled, thing went back to normal- well, almost. You noticed he always had something on his mind, always checking up on something every once and a while on his phone. You assumed it was just newfound responsibilities that his ex left with him and didn’t mind it. You did notice he was always redirecting the conversation when it came to going to his place. You never asked before to visit before as you didn’t know if you were close enough but now that he’s single and confessed to you thought it wouldn’t be a problem.

You and Mirio had been going out for almost half a year now and though it hadn’t been very long you felt as though he were the one for you. You trusted him enough to give him the keys to your apartment, but he had never stayed the night or made spontaneous visits. You never visited his apartment too; he never gave you a key and when you suggested to go to his place, he would make excuses. They were usually because ‘the place is a mess’ or ‘there are hero plans that are classified’.

Which brought you to today, it was spring and Mirio was out doing hero things. He promised to spend time with you tonight after a quick shower at his place but you had better plans. You bought a snacks and wanted to wait for him at his place for a spontaneous surprise. Even if you couldn’t get in, it was time to get closer to him and finally see where he lives. You planned to wait in front of his door if it was locked and just surprise him there.

What you didn’t expect was there to be a girl storming out of where you believed was his apartment. She was yelling at her phone about something and you couldn’t help but overhear, “…that child is running circles around me! Seriously, he would not take a rest! That troublesome quirk of his is something I refuse to deal with any longer. I quit! … No I won’t fucking wait for the other one to arrive, I bet she won’t even take a fucking step into that mess” She yelled and hung up. You couldn’t hear as Mirio was on the other line, pleading for her not to leave the child unattended until he could call for another babysitter. As soon as the girl hang up, he rushed home from his office, forcing his sidekick to take over watching the area.

The furious girl stormed passed you and stopped as she turned around and shoved keys to your chest, “Are you the other babysitter? Good fucking luck with that child.” She grumbled while getting into the elevator, leaving you shocked. What were you supposed to do? Leave a child to run around and ruin his parents’ apartment? You checked the number and was surprised when you recognized the number. It was Mirio’s. You remember him bringing his building and number up in two different conversations one time and you were pretty sure this was it.

You walked to the respective door, unlocking it and cautiously walking in. As soon as the door closed a child popped up from the floor. You jumped in surprise as they walked to you and eyed you suspiciously. The blue eyes and blonde hair looked strangely familiar. It then dawned upon you that this boy was a carbon copy of your boyfriend. Was this his child? Was he the reason you were never invited here? Is this why he acted how he did? The thoughts swirled though you mind but was cut off by a teasing voice.

“Are you another one of those mommy replacements my dad keeps forcing here? My mom sucked and left and every other one of you did too. I’ve never seen you before though so maybe you’re new. Guess I’ll just run you out now to make this easier” he huffed and swallowed in a breath before disappearing into the floor. You took a moment to process his words and figured out that his ex was the one who left the child. The boy looked around four or five and he had his quirk already, which he was surprisingly good at using.

He popped up from behind a couch and sat with his arms crossed. “What? Aren’t you gonna chase me?” He questioned. You realized you should contain the child before he could be any more trouble.

“I won’t” you said, crossing your own arms, “Don’t you fall down to the people below’s house when you do that?”

“Nah, I learned how to stop quick enough before I get there” he shrugged, “Now come get me before I break stuff you’ll get blamed for”

“You won’t” you said boldly

“Won’t I?” he threatened

“You won’t, because if you do, all the broken stuff and the stress of others will affect your dad. He pays for this stuff and the caretakers and you running them out just costs more money”

“All he ever does is make money, he doesn’t even spend time with me”

Poor kid, you thought and gave him a sympathetic expression. You sat beside him and pulled him to you as you wrapped an arm around him. “Did you ever tell him that?”

“Huh?”

“D’you ever tell him that you wanted to spend time with him?”

“No but he’s my dad, shouldn’t he already know?” he asked

“True, maybe I should talk to him about that” you said and rubbed his arm, he looked up at you

“You will?” he smiled

“Sure” you said and returned it. You moved away and put your index and thumb together to make a circle. “Wanna play a game?” you asked excitedly.

He nodded quickly with stars in his eyes, “For every five bubbles you pop, you get a cookie”

He agreed and got ready. You blew air through the hole you made and many small bubbles came out. He clapped them one by one, even standing up and reaching for the ones that flew up You stopped blowing and just watched him enjoying himself. He giggled and jumped around, popping bubbles left and right. He fell to the couch and laughed.

“How many’d you get?” you ask and he shrugged, “I wasn’t counting” he replied.

“Well then,” you pulled a box of cookies out of the plastic bag “you get all of them”

“Yay!” he said and grabbed the box. Sitting down, he opened it and pulled a cookie out, then took a big bite. You giggled at his cuteness and wiped some crumbs away with your thumb. He really looked like his dad. To think Mirio wouldn’t tell you about this. Then again, it was very hard to talk about this thing so you understood. You smiled to yourself at the thought of raising this little troublemaker with him. The thought of starting a family with him crossed your mind once or twice but seeing what could actually be warmed your heart. Sure he wasn’t your biological son, or your son for that matter but if he saw you like a mother figure, you could act like one for him. You would spend loads of time with this kid if you could.

“You know, you could be my new replacement mommy if you wanted. You’re way better than the other ones” he gasped, “Maybe you could be my real mommy!”

You choked on your spit. You started coughing as he tried to pat your back. He was mature for his age but his thoughts could seem premature as well

“Do you not want to be?” he looked at you with sad eyes.

Your eyes widened in worry, “No! No, no, no, no, of course I want to be!” you reassured him

“Then do it!” the smile came back to his face

“I would but, you should ask your dad first” you said.

Right on cue the door slammed open to reveal your boyfriend. He looked a mess, still in his hero outfit but he looked drained, like he had been running. His eyes met yours and he saw you sitting with his son. He gasped as you ran over to him. He panicked as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you around a corner to his dining area.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about him but if I had a chance with you I thought it would scare you away and I know it’s kind of a bad thing to do but I thought you would understand if I told you later in the relationship but if you don’t wanna be with me anymore I understand and-“

You cupped his face in your hands and gave him a loving kiss, “It’s okay. I’m not leaving you. I like him and I would happily raise him with you if you want that too” you said softly and smiled. He seemed to have calmed down as he held your hands. You pressed your lips to his once more and he held you close. It was as if you were assuring him that you won’t leave him for anything.

You pulled away and looked into his eyes. He sent you a smile that you swore you’ve seen just a few minutes prior. It came to you that his son had that very same smile and it made you more excited to go back and spend more time with him. Just then you heard his voice.

“Eww what are you two doing!?”

Hi guys! I hope you enjoy this fluff piece! Special thanks to @shoutodoki​ and @burnedbyshoto​ for allowing me to tag them in this piece! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I enjoy your works!

Pairing: Shoto x Reader

Warnings: Fluff ahead! (Some angst too…)

Word Count:  5.3k

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Key:

(Y/N) - Reader’s name

(L/N) - Reader’s last name

(s/t) - Skin tone

(h/l) - Hair length

(h/t) - Hair texture/type

(h/c) - Hair color

(e/c) - Eye color

(Y/H/N) - Reader’s Hero Name

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When Shoto Todoroki first began his education at U.A., he never thought that he would make any friends. His goal had been simply to become the best hero. There was absolutely no plan of making friends. And he definitely wasn’t looking to find love.

But apparently, fate had other things in mind. In his three years at U.A., he met so many people, made some close friends, but none closer than (Y/N) (L/N). The girl that kept him anchored to the ground when things got rough. When his father was involved in a tough battle on TV, (Y/N) had held him in a reassuring hug until the fight ended. When training led to injury, she was the first to help him to Recovery Girl. 

It hadn’t been an immediate friendship. She had started out their first year by making friends with Ochako Uraraka and Tsuyu Asui. He was so wrapped up in his goals that it took over a week before he finally noticed her. But then, one day in class, he got a paper cut. He had winced and out of the corner of his hetero-chromatic eyes, he watched as a bandage was slid onto the edge of his desk. He looked over at the (h/c) girl in confusion. She had been sitting right beside him and all she did was offer a soft smile before returning to taking notes.

After that, she would occasionally sit across from him at lunch. He was sitting alone at the time, curious as to why she would abandon her friends twice a week to start up small talk with him. But she was persistent and eventually, he had gotten used to her presence. 

“Why are you here,” he had finally asked aloud. 

“I want to be a hero, silly,” she had replied, confusion clear on her features.

“No, I mean why are you sitting here with me.”

“You looked lonely and I think you need a friend. It’s that simple,” she beamed.

After that, their lunch for that day fell into silence. He didn’t understand. 

At the Sports Festival, she put up a hell of a fight. Her quirk might not have been the strongest, but she fought hard to earn her place. With that, she had earned his respect.

After that, their conversations became more frequent. Then, it was him joining her at Uraraka and Midoriya’s table. No longer was she abandoning her friend group, because slowly but surely he became a part of it.

By second year, there were frequent movie nights, the girl showing him her favorite movies, a kind of enjoyment his father never would have allowed. They would sit on the edge of her bed sharing laughter and (though he would never admit it) occasional tears. She introduced him to kinds of joy that he never thought possible. 

Some days, it was enough to just sit on opposite sides of the room in comfortable silence. She would be curled up on her bean bag chair, sketching, while he would sit on her bed, working his way through her personal library. Other days it was laughter and talking as she taught him how to cook. She would joke that it was ironic because, despite having a fire quirk, he was a bit clueless in the kitchen. 

She was a relaxing figure in his life, one of the kindest people he had ever met. Despite the fact that he could be rather cold and socially oblivious, she understood him. She was his best friend. But about halfway through their third year at U.A., something changed. It was a slow change, but it wasn’t necessarily a bad one. 

It started with a moment, just a moment, where he saw her sitting at the foot of the stairs outside of Heights Alliance, waiting for him to come back from shopping for the supplies for the dorm. She was reading a book, the sun shining on her (s/t) skin, the wind blowing through her (h/l), (h/t) (h/c) locks, her soft, (e/c) orbs focused on the page in front of her. He found himself stopping, admiring the way she bit her bottom lip and her eyebrows knitted together as she focused. For that one moment, he found his mind going blank. 

The only thought his mind could process was, ‘She’s beautiful.’

And as suddenly as it started, it drifted away the second she noticed his arrival and called his name.

After that, it was downhill from there. When she would grab his wrist to drag him to lunch like she did every day, his heart would race and his cheeks would warm. She was suddenly in his dreams, her radiant smile filling his thoughts. He found himself getting lost in thought every time their eyes would meet.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t wrap his head around why he felt this way. They had been friends long enough that he couldn’t think of why he was feeling this way. He tried to Google these feelings, but heart racing and sweaty palms only brought up the results of ‘cancer.’

He was pretty sure that he was not dying, yet he was still unsure of what was wrong. For weeks, these feelings had been taunting him, her smile invading his thoughts, his dreams, everything. At one point, he had a dream about her that made his quirk activate in his sleep. He wound up waking up in the middle of the night to the sprinklers going off, aggravating his classmates. While the rest were angry, she had been hell-bent on ensuring that he was okay. 

 It wasn’t until they were watching a movie with the rest of the class (even Bakugo) in the common area that he finally got a clue. She was squished between himself and Bakugo, when about halfway through the movie he felt a sudden weight on his left shoulder. He looked down to see her head resting on his shoulder, her breathing even as she slept peacefully. He smiled softly, resting his own head against hers.

“Awww,” he heard the soft coo of Uraraka, followed by soft whispers.

He attempted to drown out their voices when he heard Ashido whisper, “They’re so cute together. When are Todoroki and (L/N) gonna finally admit that they’re in loooove?”

His hetero-chromatic eyes shot open as Ashido’s words processed in his brain. The pinkette had never been very good at being quiet, but for once he was grateful. 

He thought, ‘Is that what this is?’ as his heart beat became nearly deafening in his ears. 

Shortly after the movie finished, Todoroki lifted (Y/N) into his arms, taking her to her dorm room. Her eyes fluttered as she slept peacefully in his arms. Once he got her to her dorm, he laid her on the bed, carefully covering her with a blanket. It took all of his self control to leave, rather than holding her in his arms through the night.

The next day was no better. Now that he knew what this feeling was, her very existence made him flustered, though he hid it quite well. He was constantly fighting to keep his eyes off of her. 

The more time that went by, the more Todoroki was terrified that it would get to the point that he would miss out on any chance he had with her. As a third year student, she had plenty of exposure as a hero in training. She already had several fan sites, seeing as she worked under the Pro Hero, Edgeshot. He wasn’t oblivious to her popularity and unlike himself, she was very good with her fans.

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It was a rare event to have Endeavor and Edgeshot’s agencies team up, yet Todoroki found himself fighting back to back with (Y/N) against a large group of thugs. Their mentors had delegated the two of them to the low level goons while the two of them raced ahead to take on the main boss, Terminator. While their opponents’ fighting was erratic, the two of them fought nearly completely synchronized. Within minutes, they were down to a few opponents. 

Once they were done with the low level thugs, the two of them were quick to join their mentors against the big boss. The man had a powerful quirk, and had four higher ranking members of his crew to play guard. It wasn’t an easy fight, but the second (Y/N) had taken down two of the higher ranking members, the boss had slightly nodded his head in her direction.

Nobody saw it coming, as a fifth underling had been hiding in the rafters, awaiting for when she was signaled for. As (Y/N) turned to help Todoroki, the fifth underling dropped down behind her, undetected until she slammed (Y/N) into a wall, knocking her unconscious as her head smacked against the scarlet brick wall. 

The vibrations of the impact drew the attention of Todoroki and the two Pro Heroes. Todoroki’s hetero-chromatic orbs widened, and before either of his opponents could register what was going on, he had them frozen solid from the neck down. 

He immediately turned his focus solely upon the woman that had caused (Y/N)’s injury. The woman had a quirk that allowed her to be as strong as five men, and she was fast on her own. The woman charged at Todoroki, but he was quick to use his ice to slip away, simultaneously knocking the woman off balance. As she slipped around on the ice, struggling to regain her footing, he used this time to his advantage, freezing her much like he had done with her cohorts. 

As soon as he was done with her, he turned his attention to Endeavor and Edgeshot, who were restraining the boss. 

“Shoto! Go check on (Y/H/N),” Edgeshot shouted.

Todoroki quickly moved to (Y/N)’s side, her body still as he checked her pulse. It was faint and he knew he couldn’t move her without the possibility of causing more damage. Blood was dripping from the back of her head, her body looked paler, and all he could do was stare in shock.

He could barely process a thing as the paramedics arrived, moving her onto a gurney. Edgeshot rode along in the ambulance while Todoroki and Endeavor stayed behind and answered questions for the police. 

Once they were cleared, Todoroki made his way to the hospital, immediately finding himself in the waiting room. 

“She’s in surgery. I’ll let you know as soon as I hear anything,” Edgeshot promised. 

“Thank you, sir.”

The two of them sat for hours, their eyes completely trained on the operating room door. There were no words between them. Simply (Y/N)’s mentor and best friend, each sitting with a heavy feeling in the air between them.

With each passing hour without word on her condition, Todoroki steadily grew more anxious. Eventually, he even found himself pacing and that’s when Edgeshot stepped in, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Shoto, she is going to be alright. She’s a tough kid. I know she’s your friend. You’re all she talks about when we get the chance to talk. You guys are close. You of all people should know that she’s tougher than this. She’ll get through it, kid.”

“I know. I just… I don’t know what I can do.”

“You can’t change it. All you can do is be there for her.”

It was then that the doctor walked up to them, pulling Edgeshot aside. Once he returned to Todoroki’s side, he was quick to fill Todoroki in.

“So, there was mild head injury, which is what knocked her unconscious. They put her in surgery because one of her ribs broke and they needed to set it properly before they could call in Recovery Girl to speed up the healing process. However she wasn’t able to heal her completely. She’s going to stay here under observation for the rest of the week.”

“When can we see her,” Todoroki asked.

“She’s still asleep. Between the surgery and Recovery Girl’s treatment, she’s exhausted. They said one of us could sit with her, so long as we don’t disturb her rest. I’ll let you sit with her first.”

Todoroki simply nodded before heading over to the nurse so he could be escorted to her room. Once he arrived at her room, he quietly pulled up a chair to her bedside.

Her eyelids fluttered as she slept and he found himself letting out a breath he hadn’t known he was holding. He laid his head on the edge of her bed, allowing himself to truly relax for the first time in hours. His eyelids grew heavy as he drifted off to sleep, having found solace by her side. 

Todoroki woke to the morning sunlight peeking through the window. His eyes opened and he found himself looking up at (Y/N)’s resting face. Her eyelids fluttered as she slept, still in the same state she had been when he had drifted off. 

Why the doctors hadn’t woken him was beyond him, but he certainly wasn’t going to complain. It almost felt wrong to be sitting there, watching her sleep. Yet that was the least of his concerns. He wondered if she had woken yet at any point.

“You’re awake,” he heard from a voice behind him. He turned to see Edgeshot leaning against the door frame. “She hasn’t woken up yet. But I told them to let you stay.” 

“Have the doctors said anything?”

“Apparently her heart monitor has been steady, no complications.”

“That’s good,” Todoroki replied, letting out a sigh of relief.

The two of them sat in silence for a few moments before a light groan broke through the air.

“(Y/N),” Todoroki called softly, hoping to hear her sweet voice reply.

“I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus,” (Y/N)’s voice croaks out.

The second he heard her voice, Todoroki whipped around, his hetero-chromatic orbs meeting her (e/c) ones. 

He had never thought he would be that happy to hear someone’s voice, yet there he was. To his ears, her voice was that of an angel calling him to heaven. There was nothing short of amazement in his eyes as he looked at her as though her body was made of gold and her (e/c) orbs were made of the rarest gems. This woman was his everything. 

His thoughts were broken as her scratchy voice pierced the air once more. “Sh-Shoto… Is there any way I could get a glass of water?”

“Of course, give me just a moment,” he replied before turning to the sink in her room and quickly pouring her a glass, his hands shaking. 

“Good to see you’re awake, kid. I’ll let Todoroki here talk you through what happened. I’ll call your parents to let them know you’re awake,” Edgeshot replied before leaving the room. 

Todoroki watched as (Y/N) carefully drank her water and he waited for her to finish drinking before he began to speak. “So what’s the last thing you remember?”

Her voice was soft as she replied, “I remember we were going into the main compound building and we got caught up fighting some higher level goons. I beat the two I was dealing with and then… I turned to help you. But I don’t remember anything after that.”

“Well, that’s good. You aren’t missing much time. Basically, there was another high level goon up in the rafters. Detectives figured out that she was Terminator’s right hand. She’d been hiding there, waiting for a signal. Detectives figured out that she was Terminator’s right hand. He must have given her a signal because she jumped down and tossed you into a wall… Apparently you were knocked unconscious on impact.”

“Your injuries weren’t too bad. Recovery Girl came in and healed you after they did surgery to set your broken rib. They just want to keep you under observation until Friday night to make sure that you are okay.”

(Y/N) simply nodded before she spoke, “Are you okay, Shoto?”

“You’re the one in a hospital bed and you’re asking me if I’m okay,” Todoroki replied, confusion clear on his features. 

“Todoroki… You look like you haven’t slept.”

He sat down in the chair beside her bed, looking down at his hands as a blush grew on his cheeks. “I… I actually slept right here. I never left here last night.”

Todoroki glanced up as he felt a light pressure applied to his head. (Y/N) had softly placed her hand on his head, lightly ruffling his hair. Their eyes met for only a second before she pulled her hand away and they both darted their eyes to their laps. 

“Hey guys, I figured you’d be hungry, so I brought some breakfast… And… Why do you two look like tomatoes,” Edgeshot spoke as he entered the room once more. 

Neither of the teens dared to speak a word as the Pro Hero rolled his eyes. 

Todoroki thought that spending the week without (Y/N) being in class would be difficult. But if anything, her absence made concentrating easier. He was writing down notes non-stop, making sure to cover every lesson in as much detail as possible, even comparing notes with Midoriya and Yaoyorozu during lunch to ensure that he hadn’t missed anything. 

“Why do you need to take such detailed notes all of a sudden,” Midoriya asked that Monday after school. 

His friends all looked at him expectantly as he admitted, “I don’t want (Y/N) to fall behind. So I’m going back to the hospital after school to help her with what she’s missing during class.”

“Awwww, that’s really sweet,” Uraraka cooed. “Can I ask you something, Todoroki?”

“Sure.”

“Todoroki, do you… Do you like (Y/N)? Whatever your answer, it’ll stay between the three of us. I just had to ask seeing as this is the only time I can really ask you without risking her popping up.”

Todoroki looked at Midoriya and Uraraka for a single moment, taking a deep breath before shakily replying, “I… I guess.”

“Todoroki, it’s nothing to be ashamed of! She makes you happy!”

“You should tell her, Todoroki,” Midoriya advises.

“Yes,” Uraraka cheers. 

“Well, right now, I have to leave to get these notes to her,” he spoke as he looked at his watch. “I don’t want to miss the train.”

“Bye Todoroki,” Uraraka and Midoriya chorus.

He found himself practically racing to the hospital. When he finally got there, he was surprised to find her sitting on the edge of the bed, looking out the window. 

“Hey, (Y/N),” Todoroki spoke slowly, hoping to not startle her.

She turned around slowly, a grin on her face as she spoke, “Shoto! You came! I’m glad. I was worried you wouldn’t have time.”

Though he wouldn’t say it aloud, he knew if it meant seeing her, he would have blown off any assignment. “I told you I’d be here,” he retorted, as he sat down beside her.

“I know,” she replied as she wrapped her arms around him.

As soon as she pulled away from the hug, he pulled out the notes he had worked so hard on all day.

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After a particularly long training session on Friday afternoon, the only thing Todoroki wanted was a shower. He wasn’t to go visit (Y/N) that day because she was to be released and picked up by Edgeshot that evening. So he had spent his few free hours after school training hard with Midoriya, Bakugo, and Iida. 

But when the doors to Heights Alliance opened up, his eyes immediately fell on a figure with (h/c) locks surrounded by her friends. She was dressed in her favorite sweatpants and an All Might T-shirt, looking as stunning as ever. Her (e/c) eyes shined with joy as Uraraka filled her in on what she’s missed throughout the week.

“I missed being here so much,” (Y/N confessed, a pout on her lips. 

“Ribbit. We missed you too,” Asui croaked. “Hey, it’s Todoroki.”

(Y/N) looked up from her group of friends and gave him a beaming grin before greeting, “Hey Shoto! Surprise! I got out a couple of hours early! I told Edgeshot if I didn’t get out soon, I’d lose it! So he talked it over with the doctor and they let me out like an hour before classes let out!”

Todoroki couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at her antics. 

“Hey, I got tickets for a movie and I got permission for eight of us to go,” Yaoyorozu offered as she approached, a skip in her step.

“That’s great,” Todoroki commented. 

“So, I was thinking Todoroki, (Y/N), Uraraka, Midoriya, Tsu, Iida, Kyoka, and myself. We can go tomorrow night, assuming you’re all willing to go! Iida, Midoriya, and Kyoka have already agreed, so…”

“I’ll definitely go,” Uraraka chimed.

“I’d love to! Thanks, Momo,” (Y/N) added, nodding exuberantly.

“Sounds like fun,” Tsu croaks, a smile on her features.

Todoroki found the rest of them looking at him expectantly, waiting for his response. He finally nodded, a small smile on his features. 

The next night came quickly and he found himself in awe as Uraraka practically pushed a nearly shy (Y/N) out of the elevator. Her soft, (h/c) locks were pinned back out of her face, her big (e/c) eyes were framed with light makeup and her lips lightly glossed. Her frame was covered by a plain, light blue sundress, a pair of simple flats on her feet. 

Uraraka led (Y/N) to his side, practically skipping as she cheered out, “Todoroki! (Y/N) looks super cute, right?”

Todoroki’s eyes widened, not expecting the sudden question. He had literally just been stuck on thinking about how beautiful she looked, yet when it comes down to vocalizing, he finds himself at a loss.

“Ochako, leave him alone,” (Y/N) whispers, her eyes glued to her shoes.

Todoroki felt his heart drop at the sight of the crestfallen expression on her face. He felt as though he was choking on his words, despite a part of him wanting to scream from the rooftops, announcing her beauty to the world. Yet there he stood, his mouth opening and closing in a fish-like fashion, feeling like a fool.

Finally after what felt like hours, he managed to mutter out, “You… You look cute, (Y/N).”

Her head shot up, her (e/c) orbs wide with surprise, a flush on her cheeks, and a small smile on her face. 

Finally, Iida comes speeding in, “The movie starts in twenty-five minutes! We should leave immediately to ensure that we are not tardy! It would be unbecoming of esteemed U.A. students to be late!”

Soon enough, the group arrived at the theater, each of them having time to grab their drinks and popcorn. Yaoyorozu was the first to be seated, followed by Jiro, Midoriya, Uraraka, Iida, Tsu, (Y/N), and finally Todoroki at the end. 

The title screen seemed innocent enough until the blood started dripping from the words on the screen. It was a horror movie and with every jump-scare, Todoroki watched as (Y/N) jumped and shook more and more. Her hands were tightly clutching the sides of the seat, the white of her knuckles showing through. 

Finally, as tears started to prick at her eyes, Todoroki couldn’t watch her like that anymore. He carefully placed one of his hands on her own, immediately gaining her attention as she jerked her head to face him. In that moment, her eyes widened and she threw herself into his arms, crying. At first he was surprised, but as soon as she clutched his shirt, he pulled her into his lap, lightly stroking her (h/c) locks as she shook in his arms. He rested his head atop her own and the hand that wasn’t stroking her hair began to rub slow, calming circles on her back until she fell asleep in his arms.

Once the movie was over, he found himself stirring (Y/N) from her sleep. As he led her sleepy form out of the theater, his arm sling around her protectively, she stayed groggily clung to his shirt. Even on the loud, crowded subway, she didn’t move out from under his arm. 

Once the group made their way to the dorms, they were met by the few members of their class that were still awake. Shoto looked down at her, to see her eyes still half open. 

Mina was the first to address the pair, “Awww she looks so tired!”

“I forgot to tell everyone that it was a horror movie. (Y/N) didn’t take it well,” Yaoyorozu admitted, nervously twiddling her thumbs. Turning to (Y/N) she pleads, “I really hope you’re not upset with me.”

“I’ll be fine. I just need some sleep,” (Y/N) sleepily mumbles, before attempting to take a step on her own. When the girl practically fell over, Todoroki was quick to catch her and resume their previous stance. 

“I’m going to take her up,” he muttered, carefully leading her towards the elevator. 

The rest of their class bode them good night as the two disappeared into the elevator, the (h/c) girl still nuzzled into Todoroki’s side. 

“Sh-Shoto,” her voice stuttered out, so faintly that he almost missed it. 

Luckily he hadn’t, because the second he looked down at her, his heart skipped a beat. She had the cutest expression on her face, her lips slightly parted, her tired eyes looking up at him through her lashes, and a faint pink to her cheeks.

He didn’t know what to expect as she hesitantly raised her hand to cup his face. He was too shocked to move, allowing her to lightly run her thumb over his cheek, just below his scar. Her other hand was still clutched to the back of his shirt, her cheeks darkening as their eyes refused to break contact. 

She was too close. He could smell her skin, he could see flecks in her (e/c) orbs, he could practically count her eyelashes. His heart was pounding in his ears, his body unable to move in fear of losing control of himself.

She was exhausted. He shouldn’t be letting this happen, he thought. But a small, selfish part of him wanted to stay like this forever. Her body pressed against him, their eyes locked on one another, and the soft touch of her hand on his face.

She was the first to break eye contact, a sad smile taking its place on her features as the elevator opened.

His eyes widened as she removed her hand from his face and they walked to her room in silence, as though nothing had happened. She unlocked the door and he walked her to her bed.

It was then that he got a good look at her face. The moonlight shone through her window, highlighting the silent tears that were streaming down her cheeks. 

“Why are you crying,” he whispered.

“I shouldn’t have done that… In the elevator… I’m sorry, Shoto,” she spoke softly, her sentence broken up by soft sobs. “I don’t want you to hate me… I… I just…”

Her voice broke into nothing but soft sobs. 

He took a seat on the edge of her bed, sitting beside her as he pulled her into his arms. 

“I… I could never hate you,” he whispered.

For the second time that night, he held her as she cried herself to sleep in his arms. 

He didn’t know what to do. He had never been good at expressing his emotions, but, damn, this was a new low for him. He didn’t know why she was sorry for what was just about the best moment of his life. He was just glad that it was a Saturday night, because at this rate he wasn’t sleeping. 

He wasn’t sure of anything. 

Was she sorry because he froze and she thought he didn’t like it?

Or was she sorry because she knew how he felt and she used that moment to decide that she didn’t feel the same?

But for right now, he was holding her in his arms and, even if this would be the last time it happened, it was enough for him. With his arms still wrapped tightly around her, he laid back, resting his head on the pillow behind them.

When Todoroki woke in the morning, he found himself looking down at (Y/N)’s sleeping form once more. Her eyes were red and puffy from her tears she had shed the night before but what surprised him most was that it appeared that at some point, she had gotten up and changed into pajamas, yet climbed back into bed beside him. 

As she laid there, snuggled into his chest, he brushed a lock of hair from her face. It was another one of those moments where all he desired was to freeze time. 

But as the light filtered through the window, her eyes scrunched together and she began to stir. 

Her eyes fluttered open, looking up at him almost immediately. She smiled softly for a moment, before her eyes widened.

“Shoto, what are you doing here,” she asked slowly, as though she wasn’t sure if she wanted the answer.

“You had a rough night last night. I got you safely to your room and you started crying. So I guess I fell asleep comforting you.”

“I was really hoping that the part that made me cry was a bad dream,” she whispered. “I’m sorry. You don’t have to stay, Shoto.”

“Why are you sorry,” he inquired, not moving from his spot.

“I… I tried to make a move on you? You didn’t like it,” she admitted, looking down at her hands.

“(Y/N), look at me please,” he requested.

When she peeked up at him through her eyelashes, he took her chin gently between his thumb and forefinger bringing her up to face him properly. His other hand gently brushed over her cheek, much like she had done to him the night before. 

“I tried to tell you last night. I could never hate you. I liked it… I was surprised. And you weren’t in the right condition for me to give in, even if I was sure that you’d meant it,” he admitted softly.

There was a moment of silence between them before she let out a giggle.

“I was so scared. I was terrified that you didn’t like me back,” she confessed. “I’m an idiot!”

“We were both scared,” he corrected, feeling his cheeks grow warmer. “I thought that when you got injured… I’d never get the chance to tell you.”

“Shoto,” she whispered as she placed her hand over the one that was still absentmindedly stroking the side of her face. “Please, just kiss me.”

His heart jumped into his throat as he carefully moved closer, half expecting to wake up, finding this to be yet another dream. Yet, she closed the small space between them for a soft, hesitant kiss. 

His heart was pounding, every cell of his body felt like it was on fire, yet his mind had never been so at ease. When they finally pulled apart, their faces were flushed, a small, dopey grin on each of their faces.

He leaned down to give her a chaste kiss before pulling her into his chest, muttering, “I’m not ready to get out of bed yet.”

With a small yawn, she nuzzled into his chest, pulling a blanket over the two of them as she replied with a light giggle, “You read my mind.”

Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Summary: You and Midoriya going on a date in which you fly together and Midoriya being considerate and super cute for your second date

Quirk: You have 3 pairs of wings. each are almost as big as Hawks’. More info in the fic. 

Genre/Warnings: Fluff, cursing

WC: 1,446

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From the moment you walked in the door, he knew he was entranced by you. The door opened, revealing no one as the class continued to stare at the empty doorstep. Then you came, you flew in with the middle pair of wings unraveled in it’s breathtaking glory. You were laughing the whole time, not caring for the stares of the class, “The door’s so cool!” you exclaimed. 

You heard how the door should be welcoming to any and all students with any quirk from your sister, who also dreamed of going to a school like this, and applying but not being able to make the cut. She did fully support you when you got in and rejoiced since you knew how much you wanted to be a hero even with the guilt that your sister wouldn’t be. She did find her true passion after all so it all worked out in the end.

But enough about her, this is about you. Your cheerful presence had interested everyone, bombarding you with questions after the quirk evaluation. You explained how your quirk worked and answered all their questions. They mostly included compliments on your speed and the size of your wings

Yet, though you’ve interacted with most of your class, you were surprised to have unintentionally avoided one, or rather, he avoided you. Normally he would never hesitate to ask someone about their quirk but something about you was... intimidating. He thought it was how powerful your quirk was but then again he was childhood friends with Bakugou. Then he realized, it was because he liked you. 

That can’t be right, he thought but it was your all around feel that was welcoming and you basically radiated comfort. You would answer back to anyone, weather you liked them or not, kindly. You even politely asked Mineta to stop touching you instead of just shoving him off like everyone else. You were really pretty too. You looked literally angelic, with your wings and all.

 That’s why when he finally talked to you, he was blown away with how you answered each of his questions without hesitation. A smile was present on your face the entire time and you were practically glowing, the warmth he felt from you calmed him of any nerves he had in the first place. 

After that it was like clockwork, he approached you everyday and ate lunch with you, studied with you and always made sure you were in perfect condition. You appreciated all he did to make sure you were well and in turn you accidentally caught feelings. 

You learned to care for him as well and were the one to stop him from overworking. You two were literally a perfect couple and everyone saw both your crushes on each other. But alas, you two were dense as fuck.

You never second-guessed Midoriya’s flustered reactions due to his fidgety nature and he never second-guessed your kindness as anything but that. You two were content as friends, you made that pretty clear to your friends. Still, that didn’t stop them from mentioning his crush on you, to you and your crush on Midoriya, to him. 

That brought you two to eventually talking it out and agreeing to go on a date. “Like normal people” you joked. And there was no better time than this week. It had been plenty stressful and you both needed to de-stress. You hadn’t really planned where to go but you both just agreed to stop by anywhere you felt like, just needing to get out of the dorms.

It was afternoon when you decided to go and once you were out of the campus, with permission from Aizawa, you began to realize that you should’ve indeed planned where to go. Instead, you both stood outside the gate, shuffling awkwardly, waiting for the other to talk. 

“Uh-” “So-”

You both flinched at one another, Deku turning bright red as you giggled. You calmed down first, “You were saying?” you gestured for him to continue

“U-Um yeah. Where did you wanna go?”

“Well, we already ate lunch so how ‘bout we go to a cafe for dessert” you suggested

“No thanks I’m still pretty full” said, rubbing his stomach. His eyes soon widened at the fact he rejected your suggestion, “B-But we can still go! I can pay!” he said desperately, he didn’t want you to change your mind and not go out with him anymore

You laughed out loud, “No worries! We can just go somewhere else” You smiled and he blushed again. You were so pretty when you did that. “How about you, you have any suggestions?” you asked him

He really didn’t. He’s the type to prepare for something before it happens, so this impromptu date was not up his alley. He looks at the sidewalk behind you, trying to think up where to go, even contemplating pulling out his phone to search up where to go for a date. You sensed his uneasiness and spoke up, “I do have this special spot I go to if you can’t think of anywhere”

“Special spot?” He said curiously.

You nodded, “Yup! It’s not too far so we can walk there”

He nodded, “Sure let’s go”

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“Here we are” you said. The walk had been quiet mostly, aside from some small talk. He did ask about where you were going but you told him it was a surprise. You talked about other things of course, about tests and other academic topics mostly. 

Eventually you reached your old apartment complex, your parents still lived here and you visited during holidays. He eyed it, blushing at the realization he now knew where you lived, before the dorms of course, and maybe you would take him to your room or something. Only the thought of it made him combust into flames

“Let’s go” you pulled him into the building, greeting the receptionist and her telling you your parents were out for work. You told her it was fine since you weren’t going to your home anyway. This piqued his interest because where else would you be going?

You then gestured for him to follow as you went to the elevator. He stood there awkwardly as you pressed the button for the top most floor. The time it took going up wasn’t much, the elevator stopping from time to time revealing no one who was gonna step in.

When you finally reached the top your excitement had also increased. You excitedly grabbed him by the wrist, running thought the corridor, past some doors, taking a turn and finding the staircase. You dragged him up, tripping once but refusing his help and running up the stairs, “Here it is” you said, opening the door to the roof.

You both stepped out and you immediately inhaled the familiar scent of dusty cement, taking you back to your childhood where your parents told you not to go off the edge. You did anyway, it was fun. Midoriya watched as you ran to the railing, looking down at the houses and restaurants below you. “I used to go here all the time after hard days. Its relaxing to just soar through the air since no one bothered me. Even if I got in trouble sometimes” You said.

He loved how serene you looked up here, the way you took in and released the clean air, how you enjoyed the fact it smelled different up there. There was no one around, just you two and the city breeze. 

The wind picked up and blew against your feathers. Your eyes lit up and you looked the Modoriya, “You wanna fly with me?” you offered

He stopped and stuttered, “E-Eh? How does that work? I can’t really stay on your back as that can constrict your flying but I don’t think you can fly with me on your stomach either, maybe holding onto my wrists would work? But I don’t want to trouble you with my weight, not like you can’t take it or anything but-”

“Izuku! Relax!” You halted his muttering, “Here” You wrapped your arms around his torso, “We’ll fly like this”

“HUH!?” He had never been this close to a girl before, you had your freaking arms around him. It was bliss, sure, but still so embarrassing. You two aren’t even going out officially yet and sure you guys are on a first name basis but was this still allowed? Maybe you were like this with others, you are really close with the rest of the class.

“You ready?” You asked.

He gulped and nodded. He heard the flapping of your wings, one, two pairs working to get you both off the ground, third pair occasionally flapping to pull some weight. He felt his feet lift off the ground and he shut his eyes. 

Once you both were on air you yelled at him to open his eyes. He already felt the wind whipping past him, much like when he runs at Full Cowl, and he decided to listen to you. His eyes slowly opened, and he got a glimpse of what he missed. 

You both flew over buildings, you laughing at the need to release air from the thrilling feeling of nostalgia. He too joined in and found himself yelling about how fun and cool this was! You then put your third pair to use and flapped it faster, going quicker through the wind. 

“W-What are you doi-WAAAH” he let out a scream when you did a loop in the air. You were giggling and he was still shaking, “You okay?” You asked through sweet laughter and he shakily nodded

He was too silent compared to just a little bit ago so you decided to head back. Finishing the circle you went in, you placed him back on his feet as he ran to grab the railing. You were profusely apologizing to him for taking him on a flying session, He didn’t take it though, explaining how he loved most of it, never scared to be dropped as he fully trusted in you.

This of course left you blushing even after the date. He trusted you that much? I mean, you did too but you didn’t think he’d feel the same way as quick. He suggested going on another date similar to this one. Soon, he said, and you couldn’t wait.

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It was a week later when he asked you out again. You were surprised when he said you were going to the same place you went last week. You agreed despite not knowing why he would want to go back and followed him there.

On the walk there you almost asked why but decided to find out later, on the count of his adorable face gleaming in excitement. You smiled and followed behind, trying to catch up with his quick steps there.

Once you arrived at the top of the building again, you noticed him relax as much as you, before lighting up in excitement. “Let’s fly!” he suggested, grabbing a hold of you hands and nearing you to the edge

“Woah woah, slow down! I don’t know what’s gotten into you but you seem more excited today, may I ask why?” You said, holding him back with a light tug

He chuckled as pink tinted his cheeks. Scratching the back of his neck he said, “I had a surprise for you that I was gonna show once we were in the air. I asked Uraraka to use her quirk on me so I weigh as much as my clothes now! S-So it’s easier for you to fly with me around!” 

You swear your heart melted like a stick of butter, “Aww Izuku you are so adorable” You said and pinched his cheeks, before going to kiss one. He was a mumbling mess before you held hid hands once again, flapping your middle pair of wings, you lifted yourself off the ground, taking Midoriya up with you soon after. 

You wrapped your arms around his torso to balance him, making sure the wind doesn’t push him back. You pressed him to your chest, pecking his neck before going off the edge and flying over the streets and buildings. You began to soar the the sky, going at a more relaxed speed than last week’s. 

He felt more relaxed too, now being able to breathe the calming air you talked about. He wondered what you looked like right now. Before he could think, the words left his mouth, “Can you turn me around, I wanna look at you” 

And also before he could say anything to take it back, you turned him around with ease, his chest pressing against yours. “I didn’t think you would actually do it” he mumbled

“Why not, I wanted to look at you too” You said the him, your eyes flashed down to his lips and looked back to where you were flying. That did not go unnoticed by him with how close he was and his eyes went to your lips. They looked soft, he wanted to feel them against this. Did you want that too? He saw somewhere that looking at someones lips meant you wanted to kiss them. 

Slowly, he brought his head up and his lips gently met yours. His eyes were closed but he could feel the slight falter of your flying. He then felt you go upright instead of the tilt you had when you moved around. You kissed back with more fervor, causing him to press harder. His arms went around your neck and your arms held him tighter around his torso.

Soon enough you both pulled away and with a giggle, the only thing you could say to his red face was, “That’s a pretty cool way to have a first kiss”