are you hiding too? part two | shoto todoroki x reader
summery: part two of “are you hiding too?” read part one here: ✿✿✿
college au + nsfw
pairing: shoto todoroki x fem!reader
word count: >3,000
warnings: cussing, mention of drugs and alcohol, nsfw, oral, intercourse
a/n: oh my goodness, i can’t believe you guys wanted a part two!! and with smut?! lord have mercy, i can’t believe i’m giving y’all permission to be horny on main smh...oh well >:) i had a really great time writing this and if you guys dont like it i might actually cry...hehe enjoy!!
taglist: @mixfi @lilacskyura @brownmoonchild (comment or message me if you would like to be added)
After what seemed like ages of attempting to drag Mina and Ururaka to their shared dorm, you finally managed to put them into bed. You felt drained, the two of them were completely drunken toddlers. Except worse because they reeked of vomit and were far from cute.
You walked took the stairs to your own dorm, sneaking in quietly. Tsu was asleep in her room, and you did your best to not wake her up. Your phone chimed, signaling you had failed.
“Shit shit shit,” You whispered, quickly turning your phone on silent. You made your way into your room, closed the door behind you, and plopped onto your bed. You exhaled deeply, exhausted from your night before looking at who had texted you.
unknown number: hey, y/n its shoto :-)
You blinked and bit your lip, your cheeks heating up. You recalled the nights events. You had only just truly met Shoto, but the way he kissed you made it seem like you had known him for a lifetime. Before you could reply, you heard your name being shouted from your window. You hurried over to the window and peered your head out. On the sidewalk below stood the very drunk Denki Kaminari and a plastered Eijiro Kirishima.
“Oh y/n, y/n, let down your hair!!” Kirishima sang, his words slurring together.
“Nah man you gotta be like, HEY Y/N FLASH ME YOUR TITS!” Kaminari wailed, flinging his shirt in the air.
You rolled your eyes, “Go to bed boys.”
Their eyes widened seeing you look down at them. Kirishima cleared his throat.
“Shall I compare thee to a summers day-”
“CMON Y/N, LET US UP! WE’LL MAKE IT WORTH YOUR WHILE,” Kaminari sang, thrusting his hips out in the air suggestively.
You laughed and shut the window and closed your curtains. You hopped into the shower, washing off the smell of weed, alcohol, and Mina’s vomit. You got into your pajamas and crawled into bed. You remembered the text from Shoto and eagerly grabbed your phone, replying quickly.
you: hi shoto, did the party die down?
shoto: yes, thank goodness. did you get home safely?
you: yes :) thank u,, hows whiskers?
shoto: he left me for koda :-(
you: oh you poor thing!
shoto: i know what would make me feel better though...
you: hm? whats that
shoto: can we go on that date sooner? like, sunday?
you: sounds perfect :)
It was Friday going into Saturday. You almost wished he’d ask to see you tomorrow, but that must’ve seemed too eager. Another text came in as you looked back to the screen.
shoto: great :-) i’m beat so im gonna go catch some zzz, good night
you: good night shoto
You felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest. You barely knew him but everything just felt so normal.
Before you knew it your eyes fluttered shut and you were sound asleep.
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You were woken up, quite harshly by Mina and Ururaka screaming in your face. Mina shook your shoulders, your head wobbling around.
“Okay okay!” You groaned, pushing Mina off of you.
“IS IT TRUE?!” She shouted. You rubbed your eyes, irritated from the rude awakening.
“How the hell did you guys even get in here?”
“Tsu let us in,” Ururaka chimed in.
“Sorry!” Tsu yelled from out in the living room, causing you to sigh.
“Stop dodging the question!” MIna said, gripping your shoulders once again. You slapped her hands off.
“What question?” You glared.
“That you made out with THE Shoto Todoroki!”
You blinked.
“ARE YOU SERIOUS MINA YOU WOKE ME UP TO ASK ME THAT?! YOU WERE THERE!”
Ururaka squeaked at your sudden outburst, pulling Mina away.
“Thats what I told her! She couldn’t remember,” She said, Mina pouting.
“Just how drunk were you last night?” You question, Mina turning away in shame.
“Enough to forget that you made out with Shoto,” She grumbled.
You chuckled and got out of your bed stretching.
“Mmm, well, yeah. And we’re going out on Sunday.”
Their jaws dropped.
“SUNDAY?!”
You cringed at their shouting. Ururaka began spilling out a bunch of dating advice while Mina kept begging you to tell her all the details in case you got the opportunity to “give him the ol’ razzle dazzle” as she put it.
“Hey I made waffles! Get them while they’re hot!” Tsu yelled. The three of you looked at each other before running into the the kitchen, sitting down at the table, and proceeding to stuff your faces.
“So, Todoroki huh?” Tsu said, sitting down beside you. You blushed and nodded, cheeks full of waffle.
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You anxiously pressed your hands on your skirt. Shoto was supposedly 10 minutes away and you had no clue to where he was taking you. You stared at your self in the mirror. You donned your most confident inducing outfit, a mini skirt and lace trimmed top. You took a deep breath before reaching down to slip your sneakers on. There was a knock on the door and you shot right up. You ran to the door and inhaled deeply as you opened the door.
“Shoto- What are you doing here?”
Standing infront of you was Mina and Ururaka, pure excitement in their eyes.
“We came to see you get ready-”
“We wanted to make sure you wouldn’t make a fool of yourself,” Mina said cutting the brunette off.
You rolled your eyes and let them inside.
“He’s supposed to be here soon,” You said, the nerves bubbling up once again.
“You’ve got this y/n!” Ururaka cheered, giving you a tight squeeze. Mina made her way to the fridge, shuffling around and grabbing a day old breadstick from a pizza box. You tilted your head at her.
“What are you doing? Those are mine!”
“You can’t possibly think I’m going home when you’re going out with him. I need to be here for when you get back so you can tell me every juicy detail,” Mina scoffed, punctuating the sentence with the last few words.
You huffed and nodded, your eyes widening as a knock was heard at the door.
“OH MY GOD!” Ururaka mouthed, waving her hands in the air frantically.
“HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE’S HERE HE’S FUCKING HERE,” Mina mouthed, jumping up and down, the breadstick flopping between her teeth.
You opened the door, relieved to see the real Shoto standing there. You smiled up and him, praying he couldn’t see how nervous you were.
“Hey,” You said breathlessly. Shoto looked, stunning. You thought he looked beautiful in the dim yellow lighting of the room at the party, you were proven wrong. He wore slim trousers and a gray button up, open at his collarbones.
Shoto’s eyes seemed to replicate the same thoughts.
“H-hey,” He said, nerves edging his voice. He tried his best to not make it too obvious that his eyes were raking you up and down.
You closed the door, Mina and Ururaka giving you energized thumbs up.
“Sorry about that,” You blushed, walking at his side.”They were excited to see you take me out.”
“I don’t blame them, I’m excited to take you out too,” He smiled sweetly.
You punched his shoulder playfully, “Don’t be so cheesy.”
He chuckled, making his way to his car and opening the passenger door for you. You stepped inside, looking around. You inhaled, his car smelled just like him.
He sat down in the drivers seat and buckled himself in, you doing the same.
“So, you never told me where you’re taking me.”
“Oh?” He smirked. “I know.”
“I hope this isn’t a plot to murder me.”
“Oh no, nothing like that,” He laughed, turning on the ignition and beginning to drive.
You arrived at what you believed to be an art museum. He hopped out of the car and ran to open the door for you. You beamed up at him as he took your hand, walking inside.
“Reservation for Todoroki,” Shoto stated to the security guard. The guard nodded, opening the door and letting the two of you inside of the massive, and empty museum.
“Dean’s son huh?” You looked up at him, swinging your laced hands in between you.
“Its got its perks,” He chuckled. “Like renting out the art museum for just the two of us.”
You blushed and you walked around the corner to see a series of paintings. The two of you walked and talked and gushed over the art for what felt like hours.
You came to a stop in front of a painting. The image portrayed a gorgeous Japanese woman in a traditional kimono. You bent down to look at the title of the painting. Courtesan: after Eisen, Vincent van Gogh. You hummed and stood back up.
“She’s beautiful.”
“Yeah, she is.”
You turned to see Shoto looking at you, tenderness and endearment in his eyes. You blushed deeply.
“I thought I told you to quit it with the cheesy-ness.”
Shoto cupped your face, leaning in, his lips brushing against yours as he whispered, “Sorry.”
You drapped your arms over his shoulders, closing the gap and kissing him deeply. He set his hands on your hips, his lips moving with a loving softness that made you melt. He pulled you closer the kiss gaining momentum and getting rougher. He pulled away, slowly, teasing you by biting on your bottom lip. The two of your stared at each other, pink cheeks and eyes filled with lust. Shoto quickly grabbed your hand and began walking.
“This way.”
You followed behind him like a love struck puppy. You found yourself int he photography section of the museum. The space was illuminated by a red light, the photographs lining the walls. There were several benches in the middle of the space.
You looked up at Shoto, the red light highlighting how hungrily he looked down at you. He sat down on one of the benches, you following his lead.
Before you could say a word, his lips latched onto your neck, soft whimpers of shock leaving your mouth. You felt his lips curl into a smirk against your skin. You ran your fingers through his hair, tugging gently when he bit down on your collar bone.
“S-Shoto,” You huffed. You could sense yourself getting extremely wet, and the sudden idea of jumping him right in the museum wouldn’t leave your mind. He seemed to get the message, placing his on your inner thigh. He snaked his hand further up, his eyes widening feeling your soaked panties.
“I-I,” You stammered, afraid of what he would say. He said nothing actually and instead dropped to his knees in front of you. You blushed profusely, as he took the zipper of your skirt in his fingertips.
“Is this okay?” He looked up at you, waiting for your consent.
Is this okay? Oh god yes.
You nodded, too excited to see what he would do next to let the words come out of your mouth.
He proceeded to unzip your skirt, your thighs exposing themselves to him.
“You know,” He says softly, his nimble fingers, gently removing your soaked panties. “I’ve been wanting to do this since I saw you in philosophy freshman year.”
Before you could reply to his confession, he burred his head between your thighs, darting his tongue inside of your heat. You gasped, your spine shuddering at the sudden penetration. You gripped the bench tightly, Shoto humming happily against you. His tongue swirled inside you, his nose tickling your clit that was so needy for more. You reached your hand down, and proceeded to rub your sore clit. You whimpered and bucked your hips, Shoto pulling away. His eyes widened at the sight, causing the erection in his trousers to cause further friction against the fabric. He stood up, and unzipped his pants, pushed down his boxers, allowing his strong erection to stand at attention. You eyed his length hungrily. Not only was he big, but he was long.
You opened your mouth, a fake innocence glazing your eyes. Shoto blushed as you took his cock in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks as you began to suck.
“F-fuck,” He groaned, griping your hair. He tenderly ran his fingers through your locks, brushing the baby hairs that were pressed against your forehead with sweat out of the way. And all this time you were still touching yourself.
“God, you look so pretty when you touch yourself y/n,” Shoto spoke softly, his mind beginning to blank from how good you were sucking him. You shuddered and whimpered, your fingers quickening their pace. You were reaching your climax and Shota had noticed.
“No,” He said sternly, gripping your wrist and pulling your hand away from your aching heat.
Your face was filled with defeat and embarrassment.
“S-Shota please, I just want to cum,” you whimpered.
“You’ll cum y/n, but when I say so.”
He sat down on the bench, gripping your hips and turning you so you would face him. The lust in Shoto’s eyes seemed to have crept to the rest of his features. He held his length in front of your core, it was dripping in your saliva. He picked you up and placed you above his lap, your entrence hovering over his cock. Part of you was afraid you wouldn’t be able to take all of him. The other part of you really wanted to try.
“Ride me,” he commanded. You nodded without hesitation and kined yourself up with his lenght, slowly lowering yourself unto him. You shut your eyes tight as he entered your tight hole.
“Shit,” you whimpered, but you were on a mission to fit all of him inside you. Shoto groaned, his cock twitching inside your tight walls. Once you managed to take in his whole shaft, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding.
“Jesus Christ, you’re fucking huge,” You exhaled. You places your hands on his chest and kissed him hungrily, but not making any attempt to bounce or grind against him. You were cockwarming him, and Shoto adored you for it. But not for long.
“Fuck it y/n, I wan’t you to ride me already.” You giggled at his needy request and began to bounce yourself on him. Moans passed your lips effortlessly. Shoto was in a position that directly targeted your g-spot, and with every thrust upwards from his hips, you felt like you were on cloud-9.
Shoto watched you, completely enamored. You somehow managed to make riding him look so elegant. You glowed under the red lighting, and he was dying to see how your face would look under it during your orgasm. In one swift movement, he laid you on his back, your legs laying against his chest. You gasped in surprise. Shoto had gotten impatient and was dying to please you.
He gripped your legs firmly and began began thrusting-no-pounding into you. He huffed with every forceful thrust, grunting at the tightness of your walls. Your moans and wails were music to his ears. Your knuckles were white from gripping onto the bench.
“I-I’m close Shoto,” you moaned, the words shaking as they came out.
Shoto nodded and proceeded to roll his hips, hitting further inside of you. You groaned, your eyes rolling back, and seeing your face like that caused him to moan too. You arched your back, reaching your climax and Shoto continued to pound his entire length inside of you. You cried out in pleasure and cummed heavily all over his length. Shoto’s suspisions were correct, you looked glorious during an orgasm. So glorious infact, the sight caused him to cum himself. He groaned in a raspy tone, hot ropes of cum filling you up. Shoto slowed down, allowing the both of you to ride out your highs. He pulled out, the mixture of your cum flowing onto your thigh and the bench. He swiftly grabbed your damp panties and slid them on you.
“You’re just going to have to keep that inside of you until we get home,” He said with a smirk. You blushed and pecked his lips. He helped you up and off of the bench, and the two of you proceeded to get dressed.
“Hey!” The two of you whipped your heads around to see the security guard.
“Is this where the two of you have been hiding? Your session is up.”
Shoto bowed infront of the guard.
“I am so sorry sir, here,” he pulled out his wallet, and handed the guard what appeared to be two $100. “We didn’t mean to take so long. Thank you and have a good night.”
You squeaked out a little thank you to the guard, before Shoto and you were running back to the parking lot, laughed and grinning at their adventure. Once again, Shoto opened the passenger door for you and proceeded to get in the driver’s seat.
“Are you okay with staying at my apartment tonight?”
You blushed and nodded.
“A sleepover with the dean’s son? How could I say no.”
He chuckled and drove away from the museum as you pulled out your phone. Three texts from Mina.
mina: how’s it going?? ;))
mina: its getting late wya
mina: oh my god are u dead
You rolled your eyes and replied.
you: i’m fine, staying at shoto’s house tonight <3
Not even a second later, Mina answered.
mina: OMG YOU SLY BITCH GET IT GIRL
You giggled and put your phone away. Shoto set his palm down in front of you. You took his hand and your fingers laced together. He smiled, focused on the road and rubbing circles on the back of your hand with his thumb.
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Matchup ^_^
Okay… So im hoping you’re still taking match-ups still, (if you’re not doing mash-ups, im sorry, you can ignore this.), and if you are may I ask for one?
Information: Female, 5’6-5’8 (Not sure exactly how tall I am.) I love to write, yet I don’t share much of it with others. I like to learn about different places, and would love to travel at some points. Conscious when it comes to meeting people, and have a hard time trusting people in general. I love the art of war, and while I wouldn’t want to be in one, watching one from (very) far away intrigues me. I also love to learn about different weapons, swords, throwing knives, guns, (I would love to learn how to use a sword and guns, know how to use throwing knives.) I do have very murderous thoughts, not gonna lie. I usually keep to the bitch face expression and death starring people. However if I do warm up to people I show them a softer and quieter side. I whisper a lot if im tired, or sometimes just do it randomly. Very insensitive towards feelings. Mine and others, I won’t notice anything related to emotions if you don’t tell me. And that’s about it.
Please and thank you!
P.s, For Ikemen Sengoku
Another P.s, Im sorry if you aren’t doing them or i did it wrong. also sorry if any part of this sounds insensitive.
Match up!
Hey there love I hope you didn’t have to wait too long for this @thedollarstoresatan ^0^ Thanx so much for the request and I hope you enjoy it!
So I match you with……………. Nobunaga
Lol not gonna lie I had some trouble deciding between Nobunaga, Sasuke, and Kenshin lol
When you first arrived in the past, you were met with a sword at your throat. Mother dearest didn’t like the idea of some random girl showing up and becoming their castle caretaker. This boy didn’t trust you at all, and your mistrust of him was painted over your face. Not gonna lie Hideyoshi backed down slightly when he saw the furious look in your eyes. If looks could kill, he would be dead. And with his sword at your throat and frustration levels rising you count help but imagine 100 different ways to kill Hideyoshi and dispose of the body. When you saw him back of you smiled a little at yourself, looks like he got the message. You now we’re staring at Nobunaga, who simply wore the most amused grin. You were definitely going to shake things up for them.
That night Nobunaga pulled a classic Nobu and invite you to his room to “warm his bed”. You obviously flat out refused him. So he instead opted to entertain himself by playing a game of go with you. You had never played but had really come to enjoy it. You had come to appreciate the war aspects without physically killing people. Nobunaga couldn’t help but smirk at the bright look you had in your eyes as you played. And honestly, your strategies were extremely good for a mere beginner. You almost had him beat with your first game. And that is when you let it slip that you loved the art of war. You explained that war and the strategies that go into it have always intrigued you. He was a little shocked to have met a woman who actually liked and understood the concept of war. The two of you spent the rest of the evening talking about his ambitions and playing go. He found it refreshing to have someone who could understand the difficult decisions he had to make. He loved the way your eyes lit up with curiosity when he would explain things relating to the art of war. Not only that but it always surprised him when you too could give him some insight to what you had learned about it.
Classic Nobunaga took it upon himself to teach you everything he knew about war, even if that meant taking you with him to the battlefield. He would recommend strategy books for you to study to feed your thirst for knowledge. He would also let you help him write up important documents teaching you about all the ins and outs and behind the scenes happenings of actually planning a battle. Although you were having some trouble with reading and writing things in this time period, cause everything looked so squiggly and foreign. Nobunaga rudely just assumed you were illiterate, that was until you whipped out your journal. It looked a bit tattered and old, and only had a few more blank pages left. It started off as a bullet journal, but being trapped in the past had inspired you to start writing all sorts of little short stories. As Nobunaga started to read through it, he was amazed at some of the stories you had written. Although it was now his turn to struggle reading your futuristic handwriting. He taught you how to read and write, and in return, he demanded that you write him some stories and read them to him at night after your game of go. He loved listening to your stories, and he was amazed at how just listening to your writing would teleport him into a different world.
You were definitely the most amusing fireball. Nobunaga has never met a woman quite like you. You had once again saved his life and was offered a reward. Everyone looked at you with expecting eyes thinking you would ask for some jewelry, clothes, or something cute. But nope, instead, you wanted to learn how to use a weapon. You plainly stated that you wanted to learn how to use a gun, sword, and/or learn to throw throwing knives correctly. The blood practically drained out of Hideyoshi’s face. He looked at you with mama bear worry in his eyes profusely, trying to convince you to chose any other reward. The trouble-making trio all just laughed amusingly at the lucky little charm wanting to arm herself. Once the laughter died down Nobunaga spoke “Very well if my fireball wants to learn how to use a sword as a reward I shall grant it,” Mitsuhide also spoke up at this time “I do suppose the little mouse can join Ieyasu in my shooting lessons,” and that is how you started learning to use weapons. In the mornings, you and Nobunaga would train, and in the evening, Mitsuhide would teach you to shoot. By the end of the month, you were a pro in both and was now convincing Nobunaga to show you how to use throwing knives. He really enjoyed spending time with his fireball. You were a quick learner with a lot of grit and resilience. And you loved to see Nobunaga sweet side, after training, he would always take you up to his room to apply salve to all your cuts and bruises from training. Not to mention the fact that he would share his candy stash with you as a reward for a job well done
It is a well-known fact that Nobunaga loves going on adventures and traveling, his dream apart from conquering japan is to travel the world. He is one of the few people who believes that you won’t fall off the face of the earth if you sail the seas and that the earth is round, not flat. You tell him about all the places you’ve been to and have seen, and he is in awe. The two of you actually sneak out quite a lot to go on little adventures even if it is just to a nearby region for tea, feeling the wind in your hair and seeing different sights along the way makes it well worth the trip. Both of you also would often talk about future plans after japan has been unified. The both of you may or may not have made a pact to travel the world together when all the wars are over.
Honestly, Nobunaga loves your soft sweet side. That side is reserved for him only. You love how you don’t have to worry about having to notice specific emotions Nobunaga. He is very open and honest with you and will tell you exactly how he feels when he feels it. He knows that the best way to deal with a problem is facing it head-on without beating around the bush. The two of you have the most open, honest relationship with each other. Both of you are blunt and insensitive on the outside. However few know that when the two of you are alone, and together the cinnamon roll within comes put. Nobunaga loves it when you randomly whisper talk to him. He has also noticed you do this when you are tired. Whenever you speak to him like that, he pulls you straight to his room, sits down while pulling you down with him. He gently lets you rest your head on his thigh while he gently starts playing with your hair. “Rest now fireball, I’ll be right here to watch over you.” The two of you had long ago confessed your feeling for each other. And you really enjoyed sweet soft moments like this.
Nobunaga will do anything to see his little fireball happy. He loves to spar and talk battle and strategy with you. You bring new ideas and perspectives to the table which he really enjoys. The two of you can often be found off traveling and going on adventures. Much to mother dearests disapproval. You guys would just disappear for days leaving nothing but a note saying BRB. You guys definitely get an earful from Hideyoshi about these spontaneous adventures. When you are home, the two of you will just sit together on the balcony drinking some sake and spending the night in each other’s arms. Nobunaga will usually drop a few kisses on your forehead and cheek to remind you of his love and affection
Other potential matches………………….. Kenshin,
Thank you so much for the request, dear! I hope you enjoy and have a good day!^3^
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