#SHoto Todoroki

[rueclfer]

expecting you // shouto todoroki

a/n: based on a thought i had a couple weeks ago about shouto falling for one of touya's nurses <3 smau at the end bc i cannot resist hehe -> literally geeeekingggggg

shouto is quick to catch onto patterns as well as fall into them. it's one of those things that had been ingrained in him from a young age that he can't seem to shake off now as an adult.

"observe, figure them out, know their next move. c'mon shouto. get up."

he has the bus times memorized and recognizes the faces of the people waiting with him. he remembers and greets everyone working the midday shift at his favorite soba shop. he's apart of their routine as much as they are to him, so of course they'll already have his usual order ready as soon as he comes in. they always pack extra, but he knows better than to argue, so instead, he lets them send him off with a "see you next week" and a reminder to "make sure touya eats it all so he can get big and strong."

it's always a fifteen minute walk from the soba shop to the rehab facility, and he doesn't bother checking in at the front anymore. he nods a hello to the security guard and goes straight to touya's room.

this has been his weekly routine for the past five years.

shouto's eyes zero in on the glossy checkerboard pattern of the facility's floors.

white. blue. white. blue.

he knows it takes him about fifteen of each to get to touya's room at the end of the hall, but he counts in his head every time.

from outside of his door, he hears your exaggerated groan that if the door was open, he was sure it would've echoed down the hallway.

"no, you don't get it," you huff, "it's the favoritism. that's why sensei won't write me a recommendation letter."

"you're probably right. you are kinda annoying," touya responds.

it takes shouto a long time, a year at least, to hear anything but venom in his brother's voice. right now, he didn't have to see touya to know that he had a smirk on his face with that delivery.

you just had that effect on people.

as if on cue, your voice rang "shouto should be here by now," right as he clicks the door open.

"and there he is," you quip, "another minute and i would've called the cops."

"can't i ever be a little unpredictable?" shouto scoffs with a slight smile.

such a hypocrite.

he expected that eye roll. he knew you would shrug and cross your arms across your chest. it's comforting in a way, to know someone so intimately just from observation and fleeting conversations, because even though you're teasing him about his strict routine, you don't even realize how predictable you are.

while shouto sets the takeout on the counter to unpack its contents, you grab the arms of the chair and push yourself up onto your feet.

"alright, you guys have a good lunch. i'll stop by and say bye before i leave for the-"

touya groans and cuts you off, "you do this shit every week, stupid, sit down and eat with us."

"no, because if i sit here and eat with you guys, you're going to talk and talk and talk and not get any rest before group therapy."

touya deadpans.

"does it looks like i need a fucking nap before spending an hour listening to some losers vent about their lives?"

"yes?" you cock an eyebrow "aren't you pushing thirty? the elderly need their sleep don't they?"

"says the twenty something with no social life." touya bites back.

a dramatic gasp leaves your mouth.

"shou, listen to what your brother is saying to me." you jokingly whine.

"don't get me involved," he shoots you a playful side glance, "you're having lunch with us. for the sake of your social life."

"shut up." you mutter, the corners of your mouth quirking into a shy smile. he waits until you sit back down in your seat before holding out a bowl of soba for you to take.

"i have to argue with you about it, but when he offers, you don't say shit?" touya complains with a mouthful of soba.

"duh? why would i listen to your rude ass when shou's so sweet?"

shouto bites back a smile and takes a seat at the end of touya's bed, scooping a mouth full of noodles in his mouth, watching you do the same.

"y/n, did you even pack a lunch for yourself today?" shouto starts after finishing his bite, "or do you love having us beg for you to stay and eat?"

you're quiet for a moment, sucking in your cheek to suppress the sheepish grin and defeated chuckle that would eventually break through.

your eyes trail up from your bowl of soba to lock shouto's, hoping that the heat crawling up your neck hasn't blossomed across your cheeks.

he doesn't look away, but instead cocks an eyebrow with a sly smile. he already knows the answer.

-

shouto leaned against the doorframe waiting for you to complete the last of touya's update forms before clocking out for the day.

"someone's gonna take over for me and take you to therapy in a few, okay?" you say, scribbling in the last few notes.

"the cute one?" touya asks.

"mmmmm no, i don't think she's working today."

touya groans, "fuck my life."

"down bad." you announce, receiving an unsavory gesture from touya's prosthetic hand as you pretend to make a note of it on the clipboard.

you tuck the board under your arm, collecting the various papers and notebooks sprawled out on the counter before shoving them into your school bag.

"see you in a couple days. cross your fingers for this recommendation letter." you take one last scan around the room.

"offer still on the table if you want me to forge one for ya."

"how generous. i'll let you know when i get desperate." you laugh.

shouto holds the door open with his back, raising a hand to say his goodbyes.

"see you next week, touya. maybe this weekend with natsuo and the kids."

"see ya. walk y/n to their car alright? your daddy didn't raise an animal."

shouto rolls his eyes with a half-hearted chuckle, looking back one last time to nod a goodbye before the door closes behind you two.

"the cute one is in fact working today." you say with a proud smile once you've skipped further away from the room.

“oh?” shouto quickens his step to catch up beside you, “why lie then?”

“just setting him up to feel a lot of excitement later,” you shrug. “i think being a long-term patient and living the same days and routine over and over again can feel kinda gray and muddy, so it’s nice to be surprised every now and then don’t you think?”

rei’s face flashes in shouto’s mind for a moment and he thinks back on the first time he visited her in that old living facility. unlike her during that time, touya still has a gleam in his eyes- a faint spark despite all of these years.

“y/n.” shouto says after a moment of silence, pausing in the middle of the hallway.

“hm?”

you stop and turn back to see him bowed at a proper 90 degree angle with his hands flush against his sides.

your eyes widen, “shou? what are you-”

“thank you for taking care of my brother, thank you for being a friend to him...” he trails, “...and to me.”

shouto didn’t know when would be an appropriate time to straighten up. he stared down at the white and blue tiles at his feet as he silently prayed for the heat prickling the tip of his ears to dissipate before coming face to face with you again.

“you’re being silly,” you break the tension with a breathy chuckle.

shouto snaps back up, the apple of his cheeks flushed from the blood pooling to his face.

“i’m not. i need you to know that i’m grateful.”

“you don’t have to thank me, shou,” you continue your walk back to the nurse’s station with shouto following close behind “i hardly do anything- i’m not even a nurse, you know? not yet at least. i think it’s funny that i got hired on because of your stubborn ass brother, but even if i wasn’t tied to a payroll, i’d still be here. you guys are my friends too.”

you keep your pace quick- always one step in front of him with your head hung low. there wasn’t much you could do to mask your blush. your face was burning hot, and this hallway was only so long.

“well, if you’re not going to accept my thanks, then let me treat you to lunch.” he leans against the counter as you round the corner behind the desk.

“you treat me to lunch every week,” you laugh.

“it would just be you and me.”

your fingers pause over the keyboard as you’re typing in your employee code. you look up from the screen and meet his eyes with your smile faltered and mouth slightly gaped open. 

“just you and me?” you repeat.

he nonchalantly nodded his head as his hands were sweating through the front pockets of his pants. 

shouto had gone out one on one with classmates and friends before, and he was sure that an outing with you would be like any other dinner, but there was a twinge of anxiety sitting in his chest as he waited for your answer.

i think something’s wrong.

well thank god i’m surrounded by nurses…and you.

“i mean, if he wants, we can put in a day pass request for touya and invite the other siblings. i just thought…” shouto sheepishly scratches the back of his neck, not quite sure what it was that he thought. “...that we…i…”

a year ago when you were just a student looking for volunteer hours, touya gave you an in-depth run down of each family member “just for when you have the misfortune of meeting them. don’t fall in love, alright? mr. perfect has that effect on people.”

it wasn't until now, with shouto's flushed cheeks, chewed bottom lip, and avoidant eyes that you understood what his brother had meant.

you’ve never seen the todoroki’s golden child, as touya liked to describe him, stumble over his own words before. you watch him pause for a moment to search for the right words, panic settling in behind his gaze as his eyes flicker between his twitching fingers tapping against the counter and your own.

“you and me, then.” you confirm, breaking the silence as the corners of your mouth lift into a shy smile.

“yeah?” he says with a sigh of relief.

you reach over, pulling a pen out from its holder and lean over the computer. you click the pen and grab shouto’s hand before scribbling your number in the soft flesh of his palm.

xx - xxxx - xxxx -> y/n :P

“also, my classmate’s picking me up today for a study session, but to keep touya’s word, i’ll make you walk me to my car next week,” you wave shouto off with a wide grin as you begin to walk backwards towards the exit, “text me, okay?”

shouto glances down at the numbers adorning his palm, still feeling the point of the pen digging into his skin. he looks back up at you. his mouth is slightly gaped open, but nothing comes out. with the same palm, he holds it up, waving you goodbye until the automatic doors close behind you.

you turn around one last time to see shouto walking off in the opposite direction towards the other exit with his palm held out in front of him and his phone in the other, making sure to have your number saved before the ink smudges away.

“so predictable.”

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shouto tag: @bitchyfestivalbouquet

[mindless-existence1]

Subby boys who are forced to dry hump your thigh when you don't give them anything else.

It hurt. It fucking hurts but his hips don't stop rutting down wards. The bulges in their thin boxers rubbing up and down your plush thighs in a desperate attempt to get pleasure.

You were busy, or just being mean for a punishment. No hands on him except an occasional firm grip on his thigh grinding him down harder.

The embarrassment was just as bad. You fully clothed, looking at him with a michevous going in your eyes. And him, rutting against your thigh like he's in heat, naked except his boxers.

He tried hiding his desperate moans at first but now he has no filter, letting them fall from his lips freely. His high pitched whine of pleasure filling the room.

It hurt but that doesn't stop the wet spot forming in his boxers. You know exactly when he comes, his hips stutter and thighs shake, he can't stop the pornagraphic moan he let's out at the feeling.

The cum that seeps through the thin material of his underwear lands on your pants. Guess he'll just have to make it up to you some how.

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Mha: Izuku, Denki, Sero, and Todoroki

Jjk: Gojo, Yuji, Megum, Yuta, and Choso

Other: Peter Parker, Sonic, Leo (rottmnt)

[l0v3gore]

Warmth in every word❦

S.Todoroki SMAU M.list

Warnings:- None!

Requested?:- ×nope×

Synopsis:- Just some random exchages between you and bf!shoto

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[kkanicas]

So is Shoto Todoroki an honorary girl or…?

the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating

[treef-greef]

he cant stop serving

[myheromarveldemia]

Todoroki’s First Date (TodoDeku Edition)

Fuyumi: Okay, that’s Shoto’s date at the door. Answer it while I go get Shoto. Don’t do anything embarrassing while I’m gone.

Touya (answering the door): Who the fuck are you?

Deku (holding a bouquet of roses): I’m Izuku Midoriya. I’m here to take Shoto out.

Touya (suspicious): How old are you?

Deku: Sixteen.

Touya: Motherfucker, you look 12. I’m gonna need to see some ID.

Deku: I—I didn’t think I’d need my hero license for this date.

Touya (folding arms and narrowing eyes): What are your plans with my brother, huh? You got drugs on you? You hiding reefer in them flowers? You trying to get my little brother high?

Deku (softly): I’m just here to take Shoto to the movies.

Touya: A likely story. Natsuo, come see this joker who wants to take Shoto out!

Natsuo (drunk, equally suspicious): What the fuck? How old are you?

Deku: Sixteen.

Natsuo: Oh, you 12 at the most.

Touya: At the most!

Natsuo: Can you fight? You got a strong Quirk? I bet you don’t!

Touya: Come on, man, you don’t have to—

Natsuo: No, no, I wanna know if he can fight! If he’s gonna take Shoto out, you know—someone might wanna start some trouble with them, if Broccoli Head here can’t fight, Shoto can’t go!

Touya: Fair enough. (stares daggers at Deku) Bring our brother back by 21:00PM. If he’s even a second late, I’m summoning my hottest flames and hunting your motherfucking ass down.

Natsuo (cracking his knuckles): And I’ll be with him. We both got the kind of Quirks that’ll make sure they’ll never be able to identify your body.

Fuyumi (with an equally unamused Shoto): I asked you to do one thing.

[chaoslibra]

♪ ༘⋆ drawn to you – t. todoroki smau

♪ ༘⋆ v. successful kidnapping vii. tbd

♪ ༘⋆ vi. cold soba m.list

♪ ༘⋆ backstage pass

⋆ shoto's nine years old, so the age different to dabi is about 13 years

⋆ dabi and shoto have been living alone since dabi was 17

⋆ y/n and shoto actually had a lot of fun, y/n is very good with kids in general

⋆ y/n was so confused in the beginning, because shoto was so quiet and expressionless, but relaxed once they played mario kart together. he genuinely started laughing about halfway through the second round (even though he had already figured out by then, that y/n was letting him win)

⋆ tomura may or may not have been on a date

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ignore the timestamps

[sableuhfin]

Some drawings i made for a comic talking about abuse with the todoroki plotline as exemple.

[blairxbear]

Hit with a Villain’s Sex Quirk & They NEED You NOW!

UA Part 1 / UA Part 2 / Pro Heroes / Villains

(All readers are aged up, UA students are now Pro Heroes)

They’re desperate, aching, and the only thing that can ease their suffering… is YOU

Featuring Aged Up: Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Ida, Denki Kaminari, Mirio Togata, Hanta Sero, Koji Koda, Mashirao Ojiro

Izuku Midoriya

Poor baby is a mess.

The second the quirk hits him, his knees buckle, breath shuddering as an intense wave of heat rushes through his body.

Face turns bright red as he realizes exactly what’s happening.

Tries to fight it. Tries to use his mental discipline to control himself, but the more he resists, the worse it gets.

His entire body is burning, throbbing, aching for you.

Finds you, trembling, pupils blown wide.

“P-Please, Y/N, I—I need you—I c-can’t—”

The moment you touch him, even slightly? He whimpers and loses control.

Begging. Absolutely begging.

“Please, I need— I need you—”

Shoto Todoroki

Instantly overwhelmed, but tries to keep his composure.

His ice side flares up instinctively, trying to counteract the intense heat pooling in his core.

Fingers twitch as he clenches his fists, shaking with need.

Voice is low, strained.

“Y/N… I need you. Right now.”

Doesn’t waste time. The moment he has you, his hands are gripping your waist, pulling you against him.

Burns hotter than ever before.

“You’re the only one who can fix this.”

His usual calm demeanor? Gone. He’s needy, desperate, possessive.

Tenya Iida

Panics. Completely panics.

The quirk hits him hard, making his entire body tense and throb with unbearable need.

Tries to rationalize it, but every second that passes makes him more desperate.

Glasses fog up from how hot he feels.

When he finally gets to you, he’s struggling to breathe properly.

“Y-Y/N… this is… most improper, b-but I— I c-can’t hold back—”

Sweating, panting, barely holding himself together.

When you pull him close, his entire body shudders.

Absolutely worships you, murmuring apologies even as he ravages you.

Denki Kaminari

Short-circuits immediately.

The second the quirk hits, he gasps, his knees nearly giving out.

Pupils blown wide, electricity crackling around him.

Absolutely shameless about it.

“Fck, babe, I—I need you, like, now. Like, RIGHT now.”*

Grabs onto you the moment he finds you, pressing his forehead to yours, breathing hard.

Can barely focus on anything except how much he NEEDS you.

Completely desperate, whimpering in frustration whenever you tease him.

“N-No teasing—please, I c-can’t—”

Mirio Togata

Grins at first, but the moment the heat floods his system, his cocky confidence vanishes.

His whole body trembles as he exhales shakily.

Eyes darken with pure, raw hunger.

When he sees you, he immediately pulls you against him, burying his face in your neck.

“Y/N, sunshine, I—I need you. Right now.”

Barely able to restrain himself.

His usual playfulness is completely gone.

Can’t stop touching you, whispering how much he needs you.

“You’re the only one who can help me, baby.”

Hanta Sero

Groans the second the quirk hits him.

Leans against the wall, head tilted back, struggling to breathe.

Body feels like it’s on fire, and the only thing on his mind is YOU.

When he finds you, his hands are on you immediately.

“Babe, I— I need you. Fck, I need you so bad.”*

Usually a tease, but right now? He’s all need.

Voice is rough, strained, full of desperation.

Presses you against the nearest surface, begging for relief.

Koji Koda

Poor baby is overwhelmed.

Goes completely red, hands trembling as he grips the nearest surface for support.

Can’t even form proper words at first—just breathy little gasps.

Finds you, looking utterly wrecked, eyes full of need.

“Y/N… please… I—I can’t handle this alone…”

The moment you touch him, he shudders so hard he almost collapses.

So gentle, even in his desperation.

“Please… I need you. So much.”

Mashirao Ojiro

Tenses up instantly.

Tail flicking wildly, his whole body buzzing with need.

Breathing heavily, his muscles flexing as he tries to fight the effects.

Fails miserably.

Grabs onto you the second he sees you, hands tight around your waist.

“I— I need you, baby. Right now.”

Doesn’t even care where you are.

Growls when you tease him, pressing his body harder against yours.

“No teasing, babe. Not now. Please.”

So needy, so rough, so desperate.

[dokjas-lostselfpreservation]

MHA BUT IT'S ACTOR AU WHERE EVERYTHING IS FINE AND THEY'RE ALL FRIENDS<333333

credit: @/juniperats on X

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

"You want to have sex. With me?" Shoto sounds uncertain, his usual flat tone is infused with a wavelength of emotion you've never heard before.

"Yeah." You say, leaning across the small sticky coffee shop table so you can scoop up his hand into your own. "I do."

"Um." Shoto glances down at your hand. "I don't know what to say."

You release his hand, deflated. "Oh...so are you not interested? I just figured we've been on like ten dates so I thought we could at least discuss it."

"It's not that I'm not interested..." He says slowly, rounding his mouth around the words. "I haven't had sex before. So I wouldn't know what I'm doing."

"Oh." You're surprised by this. Shoto has just turned thirty, and your big thirtieth birthday isn't far behind. You've both been pretty popular on the Pro hero scene for the better part of a decade. Shoto's dated plenty of pretty starlets and pro heroes before you - girls who love the spotlight and look glamorous on magazine covers. You've assumed that he had been intimate with more than a few of them. You're surprised to find that you're wrong. "You've never had sex before? What about...I don't know...oral sex? Or, um, have you had a hand job?"

He shakes his head no, then takes a deep sip from his mug of tea. You glance around you to make sure there aren't any eavesdroppers, but the shop is mercifully empty. The two of you are inconspicuously tucked into a corner beneath a collection of leafy pants.

"I've never really felt comfortable doing those kinds of things with anyone." He takes another gulp from his cup. "But I'd be open to trying it with you."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. I like you as more than a friend, I've known you for a long time, I'm comfortable with you and I'm attracted to you. The last time we kissed, I had an erection afterwards." Something you've always liked about Shoto is his blunt, no-nonsense approach to life. But this is...a lot of information to take in.

"Wow, Sho. I...I feel the same way. I mean - obviously I didn't have an erection after we made out last week, but I was definitely turned on." You say weakly, taking a sip of your own tea as you stare at him with wide eyes.

"So what do we do now?" Shoto reaches out and re-takes your hand. His palm is warm against your own. "I'm free the rest of the afternoon - should we go back to my apartment?" You're surprised by how eager he looks all of a sudden. There's been a shift in the energy - now that you've offered up sex and put it on the table, he seems to be buzzing about it.

Your brain is moving a thousand miles a minute. You take a deep breath and try to approach the situation as you would a work emergency. What would Pro-Hero Y/N do?

Hmm...she would start slow and take small steps forward. Get Shoto comfortable with the various aspects of sex and sexual response and attraction.

"Maybe we start slow. Take off each others clothes. Touch each other. Maybe some hand stuff."

"Hand stuff?" He looks at you blankly.

"I'm assuming you've never fingered someone?"

"No, I have not."

"Alright - so I'll show you what to do there. And I can give you a hand job. You can show me what you like when you touch yourself, and then I'll try to emulate it. With a twist, of course."

He nods excitedly - he's already standing up and shrugging on his coat. He tosses a twenty down on the table to pay for your drinks.

"Well we'd better get going then. I've clearly got a lot to learn." His tone is lower than usual, and before he buttons up his long coat you swear you can see his arousal through his sharp slacks. The image tingles in your brain, shooting electricity straight down to your pussy. Your brain wanders for a moment - wondering what Shoto looks like naked. How his Pro Hero muscles could ripple beneath your gentle touch. How big he might be.

"Okay!" You rise from your chair and he's already behind you, helping you into your jacket. The man wastes no time. His touch lingers on your lower back as you slide your arms into the long sleeves.

You leave the coffee shop, the door jingling behind you as the pair of you step out into the cool winter air. Shoto reaches for your hand, intertwining your fingers.

"I'm excited about this." He says, his voice honeyed and smooth. "I promise I'll do my best." The pledge makes your heart skip a beat and your pussy throb. If there's one thing to be said about Shoto Todoroki, it's that he keeps his promises. Also, he's meticulous and thorough in everything he does.

"Maybe we should call a cab." You say, feeling your panties dampen more with each step. "It'll be faster."

"Good idea." He looks down at you, eyes sharp and filled with an emotion you've never seen before. "I want to get you naked as soon as possible."

[dayumli]

[carefreecoffee]

-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅Fluffbruary Day 27: Babysitting w/ Shouto Todoroki⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ

Word count: 867,Gender-neutral reader

Mina and Kirishima had asked you and your fiancé to help babysit for just one date night. And how could you say no? The baby was beautiful, having Mina’s yellow irises and strands of Kiri’s black hair. While you were busy feeding the two-month-old, Todoroki had been sitting on the couch, silently watching the two of you. Though, when the infant finished his meal with a soft, cute belch, you noticed Shoto’s expression change. 

His usual indifferent look was gone and replaced with a somewhat longing gaze. It was a weird expression to see on him but not unwelcome. 

You coo at the cute baby girl in your arms, looking at her wide eyes as she giggled up at you. “Sho isn't she the cutest?” 

“Yeah…” 

His expression changed once again; he looked slightly… envious of the baby? Now that was a concerning expression to see on him- you’ve never gotten to see such an array of emotions on his face at something so adorable. 

“Wanna hold her?” 

His eyes widen slightly at the question, looking like he was restraining himself from saying something. He just gave a small nod, looking away to the side as if he was embarrassed to show too much interest. You sat on the couch next to him, gently handing her to him. 

He held the infant carefully, almost as if he were afraid that he would break her. He found himself strangely captivated by her. Shoto stared at her for a moment, completely entranced by the tiny, fragile life in his arms. He had to admit, she was pretty cute. 

His eyes remained fixated on the baby, almost like he was trying to memorize every little detail. This was definitely not something that you had seen from him before, but my god was it the cutest thing in.the.world. 

After a few moments, he slowly started to rock the baby back and forth, holding her securely against his chest. He was being extremely careful not to accidentally hurt her, moving with a gentle, almost tender touch. He seemed to have forgotten about everything else around him, the only thing that existed in his world at that moment being the infant in his arms. 

You chuckle softly, nudging his shoulder “You’re good at this, Sho” 

He snapped out of his trance-like state, a slight flush appearing on his cheeks as he realized how long he had been staring at the baby. "I just… held her the right way. It's not that hard." Although he was trying to conceal it, you could sense a hint of pride in his voice. It was almost as if he was secretly pleased with how well he was doing with the baby. 

The baby squirmed in his arms a bit, letting out a soft coo and making grabby hands in the air. He instinctively cradled her closer, his expression softening even more as he tried to calm her down. He started to gently rub her back in a soothing motion, trying to lull her back to sleep. He seemed completely focused on the task, his movements becoming more fluid and natural with each passing moment. It was like all his usual stiffness was just gone at that moment. 

"Seems like someone's getting baby fever” 

He blushed even more, not expecting you to tease him like that so abruptly. "I'm not getting baby fever." He protested, even though at this point it was pretty damn obvious that he was. The way he held the baby was really giving him away. 

“Uh huh...” 

"I'm not. I'm just..." He trailed off, the words getting stuck in his throat. The baby made a soft noise, pulling his attention back to her. He was immediately distracted again, his expression becoming soft and his eyes focused solely on the infant in his arms. He carefully adjusted the baby in his arms, making sure that she was comfortable and secure. He was being incredibly gentle with her, almost reverently so. 

"She's... really cute." Shoto mumbled, his gaze still glued to the baby. It was getting harder and harder for him to deny the fact that he was succumbing to baby fever. 

He paused for a moment, clearly trying to find the right words to say. He was fidgeting slightly, an uncharacteristic behavior from him. "Have you... ever thought about having kids?" 

You sigh, chuckling softly, “Oh you have the worst case of baby fever, Sho baby” 

"I do not have baby fever..." He protested once more. But even he was starting to realize how badly he was affected by holding the baby. 

You rub his shoulder gently, looking at the baby in his arms in thought. “In the future, love” 

"In the future...?" He mumbled, the thought of having kids with you was something that he had never really considered before this moment. But now…he was starting to seriously think about it. 

“Mhm, but for now, we can visit this little cutie” 

He took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure, nodding in agreement. "Yeah... maybe in the future." He couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought. And in the meantime, he could just visit the cute baby.

[lunarloaches22]

I drew this at school today for a litte assignment and I may have gotten a bit carried away lol

I think I accomplished making a human drawing that looks actually somewhat good!! I am very unreasonably proud of myself rn lol

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If he knew how to come to a world where Bakugou refuses to wear a shirt, he would have come a lot sooner.

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[elsartzz]

saw the reference photo on Pinterest and really wanted to draw it as Shoto 🫶