#i just can see todoroki deadpanning to the camera ‘the first thing i noticed about inasa is that he is stacked

[wheredoesthegoodgo]

my friend convinced me to watch the ultimatum: queer love and now I can’t stop imagining a bkdk au. where izuku shows up with todoroki who gave an ultimatum because he proposed months ago and has patiently been waiting for izuku to decide so he can Cherish him. katsuki of course is there with kirishima who also thinks its time for them to get married, he like, wants kids and all that shit with his main man, which katsuki also technically wants but isn’t sure he deserves kirishima.

but now low and behold bkdk both show up to this weird ass reality thing and see each other after like ten years (which the producers totally knew and of course wanted to start drama).

and izuku’s just Shook(tm) and katsuki’s just high key stressed that fucking deku is here. kirishima was amused until he realizes this is the so-called nerd that was bakugo’s gay awakening tween childhood friend/victim and then he stays amused while also trying to be supportive like “maybe apologizing is what you need to make peace with yourself and feel ready for marriage”

and then after their ‘break-ups’ they end up on dates. obviously bakugo’s dates are with icy hot (who is perfectly pleasant but bakugo decides he hates him anyway) and deku. and with deku it starts off awkward and then turns into arguing w ust and then their last date together melts into a heavy apology where bakugo’s explaining “I realized I’d rather be reading all might comics with you than talking about girls or to girls and it was harder to accept than I realized” and “we knew each other for so long I figured you already knew and I was paranoid you were going to say something or do something and that you were looking down on me, pitying me because of it”

to which of course izuku’s like “no I was just kind of oblivious to my own feelings I’m sorry you felt that” and “I forgave you a long time ago but honestly not sure I ever felt there was something to forgive cause I could tell you were going through something”

and suddenly they both feels so much lighter but at the same time its HEAVY between them like What Could Have Been and there’s Something There

but the date wraps up and before ya know its its the time to choose who they are going to “marry” for a week.

Bakugo chooses Deku.

and he reasons fuck, no one knows him like this nerd even if it’s been a decade since they talked. if anyone is going to help him figure his shit out its going to be this man.

Izuku of course accepts. absolutely reverential about being chosen. after all he and todoroki talked it out and both agreed they were going to fully commit to this, so its totally okay he’s 100% invested in being kaachan’s husband for a week.

cut to bkdk having an absolutely xander/yoli of a lovefest week x1000. just meshing perfectly together, and after their first kiss all bets are off and they absolutely sleep together (bakugo definitely gets off on being better in bed than todoroki) (who is absolutely adequate izuku just has a higher libido and more kinks ok) (this definitely came up on their date together much to izuku’s mortification of saying so on camera and bakugo has been thinking about it since) and bakugo is like…all in. he loves kirishima but they’ve been growing apart and he’s all in with deku like fuck. meanwhile deka is also head over heels but having the occasional existential crisis about todoroki. who is perfect and deserves all the love.

and so bkdk end up married and grossly in love; todoroki decides nothing will piss off his dad more than getting engaged to a guy he hasn’t known for more than a week and ends up engaged inasa; kirishima either gets with kaminari or back with mina idk

Tl;dr bkdk love all around #lovewins

[reyna0w0]

You’re Here Again 5

✏ todoroki shoto © kohei horikoshi

✏ todoroki shoto x fem!reader

✏✏ Chapter 1 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 + 6

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(Y/N) walked to the same clearing, past the trees. Shoto was standing on the winged bridge, looking down at the koi. (Y/N) called out, “Hey!”

He turned around and gave her a small greeting nod. “Let’s go!”

(Y/N) led the way and also took charge of their conversation on the way. She kept it going whereas Shoto just responded with short answers. It didn’t bother (Y/N) since she could talk forever. It had been a while since she had someone to talk to, well, ever since Miku. 

“Here we are!” (Y/N) said, standing in front of a nice little studio with a banner outside saying “Vivid Snaps Studios”. (Y/N) pushed the door open and a little jingle sound alerted the man working in there. Shoto looked at the older man who looked similar to (Y/N)’s father but younger. “Oh! Nice to see you, (Y/N)-chan. What brings you here and this is?” (Y/N)’s uncle asked. 

“Hi, Uncle! He’s into photography and wants to learn a few tips from you,” (Y/N) explained.

“Nice to meet you, sir. My name is Todoroki Shoto,” He said with a bow.

If Shoto wanted to learn something from (Y/N)’s uncle, he had to be super respectful. Eagerly, he looked at the older man as he said, “Oh...I-uh...It’s great to see a young person being into photography. Um...I don’t know if I can teach much but you’re free to stick around and watch as I work. I’ll answer your questions if you have any.” 

“Thank you very much,” Shoto said with a bow. Truly honored to be able to see a professional at work. 

“I’ll leave you guys at it then,” (Y/N) said, turning to leave. 

“You’re not gonna stay?” Shoto asked.

“No, because I won’t understand the technical photography stuff,” (Y/N) said with a laugh.

Her laugh sounded like music to him. Her kind and loud demeanor made his usual world slightly different. He wished she’d stay but she had no reason to. Without him knowing, she became part of his daily life. It was a big change from his regular life; meeting her, that is. Even though he had only known her for a few days. But those few days were a bit brighter than usual. It was refreshing for nothing much was new in his life. He definitely had started growing fond of her. 

“Oh yeah, sorry. See you next time, I guess,” He replied, slightly down from her leaving.

Nevertheless, he earned an opportunity he wouldn’t normally be able to get so he shifted his focus to the professional photographer. 

(Y/N) skipped down the road, wondering how Shoto would do at her uncle’s place. He was a bit antisocial and didn’t express himself much. The odd-looking boy started to linger in her mind more often than before they talked. She made her way to the bridge, this time listening to music, sitting under the lovely blue sky, and rustling trees with a small breeze. (Y/N) breathed in deeply, closing her eyes and immersing herself in the somber music she adored. 

It reminded her of that somber girl that decided to depart from this world without warning. A tear slid down her face, again feeling the overwhelming guilt and frustration of not being able to do anything. No matter what anyone said, she knew she couldn’t forgive herself, she couldn’t forgive her for leaving but she wanted to. She didn't know how to leave this place that reminded her of Miku. She came here every day but for what? To apologize? To be forgiven? As tribute? She didn’t even know herself, yet she came here every day without fail. 

When she opened her eyes, Shoto was there taking pictures. (Y/N) didn't even notice him until now. “Weren’t you at uncle’s?” (Y/N) asked.

Shoto turned to her and replied, “He had an urgent photo shoot so he told me to come back tomorrow.”

“Oh,” (Y/N) replied. 

(Y/N) scrolled through her phone and did something cheeky. ‘Click’. The sound of her phone camera. Shoto looked at her and (Y/N), turned her phone at him, said, “You always take pictures. What about getting a picture taken of? Not the best at taking photos but I think you look good. It’s pretty natural.”

Shoto stood there, deadpan expression as usual. Although, this time he was at a loss of words. Pretty random of (Y/N) to take a picture of him. Hearing no response from him, (Y/N) felt like she shouldn’t have done that so she said hastily, “I’ll delete it! Sorry!”

“No...It’s fine…” He finally replied. 

“You sure? It’s wrong of me to take one without your permission,” (Y/N) said, surprised by his reply.

“Yeah. We’re even. I took one without your permission too,” Shoto said. 

“Right. If you say so. I don’t mind though since you made me look so nice!” (Y/N) said, smiling.

Shoto let out a small smile. A rarity. (Y/N) caught that smile. ‘Wow! He can actually smile! He should smile more. I don’t think I should tell him that. May or may not have overstepped my boundaries already…’

Truth be told after Shoto sent (Y/N) the picture he took, he didn’t know what to do with the picture so it still was in his camera. (Y/N) did say not to delete it so he didn’t. She didn’t seem to mind anyway. He’d like to keep it with permission though and again, he asked something he normally wouldn’t have. After meeting (Y/N), things were starting to change slowly. 

“I still have that picture even though I sent it to you. Should I delete it?” Shoto asked. 

“Hmm?” 

“Ah, it’s fine. It’s part of your collection. The first photograph of a person you took! And it’s me! I’m honored!” (Y/N) replied cheerfully.

Shoto didn’t expect that reaction but glad he received permission to keep it. It was rather special since he had never taken a photograph of a person before ever since he got his camera and fell in love with photography. 

Feeling a bit more comfortable, (Y/N) asked, “What else do you like other than photography?”

“Soba,” Shoto replied with the most deadpan expression.

(Y/N) let out a laugh and said, “I meant like hobbies and stuff but that’s a valid answer. Anything else?”

Her laughing face made his cheeks warm. He thought for a bit for what else he liked and said, “I also like it when you play your guitar.” 

Red dusted (Y/N)’s cheeks as she replied softly, “Uh...thanks…”

“I’m not even that good.”

“It’s good.”

“If you say so. I’ll bring my guitar again next time!” (Y/N) said, smiling.

The two conversed a bit more than usual. Shoto even let (Y/N) take some pictures while he guided her with what he knew. Without them noticing, they had gotten more comfortable with one another’s presence. 

[unfortunatelyilikebnha]

Oh boy that post I reblogged about Todoroki and Iida understanding memes & pretending not to got me INSPIRED so here r some Izukrew groupchat/meme headcanons:

Everyone thinks the bakusquad chat is crazy and while they’re right, the izukrew chat is just as wild

They have probably planned acts of vigilanteism in here I mean what?

The chat has definitely made at least 164 different plans to kill End**v*r, just in case. They aren’t gonna actually use them they’re just a precaution & a way to vent (probably. End**v*r better watch what he does tho). Someone in the squad had a bad day? Make a plan to kill End**v*r, you’ll feel better. Todoroki doesn’t always contribute, & they always ask him before they make a new plan to make sure he’s still okay with it, but he appreciates the support & knowing that his friends love him and have his back

[Achey Breaky 🅱️ones]: Hey Todoroki, can we make a plan to kill your dad? [Elsa But Better]: ya sure go wild [Running in the 90s]: Can Uraraka float the bastard into the sun? Discuss. [You’ll Float Too]: ive never tried to make anything go that high but for todoroki definitely!! [Elsa But Better]: ...thank you” [Kermit With A Gun]: (flamingdumpster.jpg) it is He go wild Ochako

Uraraka talks in the chat the most, followed by Todoroki (if sending memes counts as talking), Midoriya, Iida, and finally Tsuyu who lurks a lot but doesn’t respond as often as the others

They have a “days since Midoriya last injured himself” counter that they update daily. The record was 15 days. The average is 3.

They change each other’s nicknames often. They have free reign as long as it’s not too mean, and chat rules say they have to keep whatever their name was changed to for at least a week. Sometimes they match names/ have a theme. Sometimes they bring their name changes over to the main chat too.

There is a designated “Iida Appreciation Day” when the chat is especially nice to and appreciative of Iida that happens in the chat every few weeks because they realize that they as a class are a Lot to deal with & even tho Iida is way more chill in the chat with his close friends than he can be in the main class chat they know he still feels responsible for them & does a lot for them. Iida does not know about Iida Appreciation Day (but when he finds out he is super touched & maybe cries a little bit)

Todoroki is king of the really weird, really abstract memes. The rest of the squad has no idea how he finds them & is kinda too afraid to ask

He also has a reaction image for everything and like,,, he just HAS them he doesn’t look them up, which the rest of the squad realizes cause he replies way too fast to have looked it up on the internet. They are in awe of his power

Besides the izukrew gc, only one person knows that Todoroki memes, and that’s Kaminari, because Todoroki likes to t-pose & do other meme things while Kaminari is looking at him & then as soon as anyone else is about to see what he’s doing he immediately stops. Kaminari is going crazy because nobody will believe him that stoic Todoroki, who has the greatest deadpan expression ever, memes. “Todoroki? Are you sure? Kaminari maybe you’re sick, he doesn’t know memes remember? We yelled ‘this b*tch empty’ in front of him yesterday and he just stared blankly at us.” “BUT MINA I SWEAR I SAW HIM DAB!” Ashido and Sero tried to catch him doing it but gave up after a while, stating that nobody is that good at hiding their meme knowledge. The rest of the izukrew knows obviously but feign confusion because 1) it’s funny and 2) Todoroki is genuinely having fun. When Todoroki eventually reveals to the rest of the class that he can meme, he apologizes for pranking a very vindicated Kaminari.

Iida likes those memes that combine several memes. He sends reaction images that are just memes without text bc he knows his friends will understand exactly what he’s talking about

He’s also king of photoshop & totally uses those skills for evil - he’s rly good at putting Lucky Luciano into pictures, making his friends break into a cold sweat as he sends a picture to the chat that is seemingly the exact same as the one the last person sent. Since they’re so competitive they have an ongoing competition to see who can find him first (Iida keeps the score. Right now Tsuyu is winning, but the ranks change often)

He, like Todoroki, pretends not to know memes, but takes it a little further & pretends not to know teen slang either so he can misuse it in front of people & laugh at his classmates cringing (Iida: Seatbelts are important. As Ashido might say, they are “totes yeet, yo!” Ashido: //crying// IIDA NO! Iida: Does that not mean that it is very important? Ashido: //crying louder// NO!!!). Some classmates attempt to “teach” him but he “just does not get it”. Again the izukrew pretends not to know because it’s funny.

Uraraka is queen of wholesome memes. She has so many “I love my friends” memes & always has cute images ready to send in case anyone is sad or stressed. Everyone in the chat would die for her no questions asked (she will use this to her advantage one day probably).

She also really likes spongebob memes and uses them often. Her favorite is the one where spongebob is wearing those pink frilly glasses

While she is queen of wholesome memes, she’s not afraid to tease anyone & often sends smug/teasing reaction images. Nobody is safe, especially if they tease her first, & if there’s a competition in the chat she goes all in. When she wins anything it’s like “[You’ll Float Too]: (dignitylaugh.gif) whats this? it seems i have won our little competition...” (But then immediately after she sends her first victory message she’s like “lmao jk good game”)

Midoriya sends links to random ass YouTube videos to the chat at 3 am. Sometimes the videos aren’t even memes they’re all might documentaries or something he thought was interesting or thought one of his friends might think was interesting or videos someone made about how they trained their quirk that he thinks might help someone but sometimes they’re completely nonsensical. It’s like a roulette wheel every time someone clicks a link Midoriya sent. Sometimes the chat makes bets about the contents of the video before anyone opens it. Most of the time they’re all wrong.

He doesn’t rlly have a favorite style of meme, but he always has a million specific variations of whatever meme is popular at the time and all past popular memes. His phone camera is like a meme record. He’s rlly good at finding vine comps with good but not rlly well known vines.

He also infodumps in the chat sometimes bc they let him & he is really grateful that his friends are actually interested in what he has to say

Tsuyu sends memes that roast the sh*t out of everyone in the chat. When one of her friends is doing smth stupid she totally calls them out in the form of memes (she’s really good at finding those tiktoks that feel like they are roasting you specifically). She’s a comedic timing genius and knows just when to send things (& because she doesn’t use the chat as much that makes it even funnier). She also is, rather predictably, fond of frog memes

She also loves making those alignment chart type memes (& the ones with like the triangles or the four quadrants) & makes them for/about her friends & classmates often. She is scarily good at reading people and hits the nail on the head 99% of the time. Sometimes she sends them to the main class chat too and the rest of the class is like ?!?!?!?!?!?!

Because she’s a big sister, she often sends reminders to the chat to take care of bthemselves (Iida does this a lot too, but sometimes she has to remind him because he’s so caught up in caring about others he forgets to care about himself. Actually everyone in this chat is guilty of that including Tsuyu smh). Since the others make sure she takes care of herself in return, she’s really grateful for her friends

Bonus hcs:

Aoyama, once he is added to the chat, become the expert at sending selfies of himself looking directly at the camera while a member of the chat is distracted in the background, not seeing him. The chat makes it a game to try and spot Aoyama before he can get a picture, but Aoyama always wins. When asked how he can escape the detection of even those who are always on edge/have been trained to notice every little movement, he just smiles and says “it’s a secret~!”

Shinsou, who eventually replaces M*n*t* in 1A bc this is my city & grape boy is gross, does a thing called “insomniac hours” where he will send a random question to the chat at like 3 am & Midoriya, who is almost always awake then (or sometimes Todoroki Tsuyu or Uraraka if they’re up, and very very occasionally Iida), will give him a super detailed answer. Sometimes during the day the chat plays a version of this where Shinsou asks an obviously nonsensical question and the rest of the chat has to come up with long, nonsensical answers & then votes on the best ones. Many inside jokes were borne from this game.

[ichigopanhpff]

BNHA Fic: Blink! Ch. 20

We’ve reach chapter 20! Does anyone really read this thing though? lol

SPOILER ALERT: This is leading up to the Redemption Arc, so there’s a bit of spoiler to the main story here. This one is a much shorter chapter compared to the last one.

Read. Ch. 19 | Masterlist

With November coming to a close, winter was in full swing. There was always something about the cold in Japan that made Ren want to bury her body under a kotatsu and hibernate. She lethargically emerged from the her warm cocoon of her bed to get ready for class. The chill of the air made her shudder aloud and rubbed her arms furiously to stay warm. Putting on her designated “home hoodie,” she grabbed her belongings to wash up downstairs. Even after fully clothed, 1-A’s resident advisor found herself moving much slower than she liked. And her monthly visitor’s cramps did little to help. She saw Asui coming down with half-lidded eyes and yawned aloud.

“I’m sorry, ribbit,” the amphibian girl apologized and rubbed one of her eyes. “Winter is always hard for me.”

“You’re preaching to the choir, Tsuyu-chan,” Ren agreed and proceeded to boil water for some tea. “Would you like some? Maybe it’ll help wake you up.”

Asui slowly nodded and let out another yawn.

Leaning her head on the refrigerator door, the pink-haired girl found herself drifting asleep, only to be rudely woken up by Bakugou.

“If you’re gonna sleep, don’t do it somewhere where people need to grab stuff,” he exasperatingly refuted and pinched her cheek hard to get her to move.

The stinging from the pinch woke her up halfway as the electric kettle turned off automatically. Heaving a heavy sigh, she wobbled over to the other counter and made English Breakfast tea for herself and Asui. Adding a splash of milk and half a spoon of sugar, she stifled a yawn before sipping the hot beverage. She then handed the second cup to the napping frog girl, to which she thanked her for. Heaving a long sigh, she grabbed two pieces of toast and munched on it like a turtle.

Class went by in a blur and Ren managed to halfway wake up just as the day ended. The classroom door to 2-A suddenly slid open and revealed a very excited Ito with something in his hand.

“Everyone! The photos from the festival have been printed!” her classmate announced.

“About time!” one student chimed.

The class crowded over Ito as he opened the album and flipped through until they found the group shot of their class.

“Whoa! We look out of this world!” Tomoe exclaimed.

“I do have to say, the costume team did a wonderful job,” Seri commended. “My dress was so comfortable to move around.”

“And thanks for adding that last minute train to mine,” Ren sighed out. “It was much appreciated.”

“You’re still sensitive ‘bout that?” Tomoe asked with a tone of surprise. “Dude, let it go. Flaunt it.”

“I absolutely refuse to,” the pink-haired girl deadpanned and blushed. “I don’t want it to be bodysuit-gate all over again.”

“Speaking of your costume, Takahiro,” Ito interjected with a sly smile. “Your photo was one of the top three most requested for reprints next to Hadou-senpai’s.”

She blinked stupidly.

“I’m sorry, what now?”

“This one.” He flipped to the page where her photo had the full page spread of a mid-action shot from when she jumped off of the swing. She let out a panicked scream.

“It seems the audience was quite entranced by your wisp character,” Hayasaka remarked, staring at the photo. “Maybe it was a blessing in disguise I injured my ankle and helped backstage instead.”

“Your quirk would’ve made the wisp freakin’ legendary!” she reasoned. “I did what I could while running on 3 hours of sleep and barely remembered half the shit I did!”

“So?”  Akiyama huffed. “ I was on energy drinks and was awake for nearly 36 hours making all the costume adjustments.”

“Well no matter,” Miyake disregarded. “What’s important is the festival was a huge success and we were able to pull off the performance thanks to your help, Takahiro.”

Heading back to 1-A, she found Aizawa with the Big Three and Eri-chan sitting on the couch. She overheard Aizawa saying U.A. was now in charge of her well-being. Before Ren was able to go over to say hi, Togata and Aizawa waved her, Uraraka, Midoriya, Asui and Kirishima out the door to talk.

“It seems like Eri-chan’s parents abandoned her,” their homeroom teacher revealed. “And her closest blood relative is the boss of the Hassaikai, who is currently in a coma. So she has no where to go.”

“You may have heard this from sensei, but her horn is the source of her quirk,” Togata chimed in and tapped the left part of his forehead.

“We heard it shrunk and everything was good though...” Kirishima replied.

“The horn seems to have grown a bit recently,” the third year blond revealed.

“So… we need to make sure “that” doesn’t happen again?” Ochaco asked, thinking back to what happened to Midoriya after Overhaul was taken down with Eri’s quirk.

“That’s why her transfer was U.A. rather than a foster home,” Aizawa summarized. “I’ll be watching over her in the teacher’s lounge to monitor her situation. Hopefully, we can find a way to work out her power.”

“Aizawa-sensei, it seems like you’re taking on a lot of work,” Asui said with a tone of worry.

“This is where, I, friend of Eri-chan and student-on-hiatus, come in!” Togata shouted happily with both hands on hips hero pose.

“We’ll be busy but you can visit her every once in a while,” Aizawa finalized to which those present agreed to.

“If Eri-chan’s mind and body are stable then maybe...” Amajiki clasped a hand on Togata’s shoulder. “The return of the fearless hero could be soon.”

“That’d be nice,” Togata replied with a dry laugh.

“Third years, this is sudden, but can I leave Eri with you for a bit? I have something do.”

“Of course!” Togata enthusiastically agreed.

The first years were asked to return to their dorms to receive some guests. Ren followed them back in and saw the Wild Wild Pussycats talking with the class. She remembered from the report Aizawa gave her they were there at the training camp when the villains attacked. The resident advisor politely greeted and introduced herself to the idol heroes, noticing a small boy bashfully standing with Midoriya.

Talks of their return to the spotlight and the JP Hero Billboard Chart came about; the list of heroes aggregated twice a year based on their level of contribution to society, approval ratings, popularity, etc.

The following night, everyone tuned into the official announcement of the top 10 heroes. As expected, Endeavor was in the number one spot, with Hawks moving up to second. The R.A. glanced over at the bi-hair coloured boy, unflinching and expressionless watching the ceremony. His back almost felt distant from everyone. She wanted to ask how he was feeling about all this, but didn’t want to pry into something that’s not her business.

The next day, everyone was doing their own thing in the dorms. The TV could be heard in the background as several 1-A students hung out in the common area; Ren was huddled on the corner of a couch knitting. Some of the guys were talking and joking around with a few of the girls.

Kirishima, however, was entranced and emotionally invested with how fast their R.A. was going through the yarn, trying to figure out how she was creating something tangible from a thread like magic. Stopping momentarily, she counted her stitches and clicked her tongue. Muttering under her breath, she immediately removed the needle and unraveled a row. The spiky redhead exclaimed loudly as she did it, catching her attention.

“Did something happen?” she looked up and blinked in surprise.

“Gah, you worked so hard at it and you’re taking it apart?!” Kirishima groaned out. “Just leave it!”

“It’ll be uneven if I did. Besides,” she looked down to smooth out the yarn thread before starting again. “One row is nothing. I can remake it in my sleep.”

“What are you making anyway?”

“Something for Eri-chan,” she answered mid-stitch and picked up the rhythm after figuring out where she went wrong. “Christmas is coming up and I figured I’d give this to her as a present.”

“Oh that’s right!” Ashido chimed in. “We should all do something as a class!”

“We can’t exactly go off campus to have a party,” Kaminari lamented and leaned back on the couch across. “Kacchan and Todoroki still have their provisional lessons too.”

“How about we throw a party here after those two take their licensing exam?” Ren suggested and looked up. “As for presents...”

“We can do a Secret Santa!” the pink-skinned girl excitedly proposed.

“Oh, that’s a great idea!” Hagakure agreed and clapped her hands together.

“Looks like we got a plan!” Uraraka eagerly said. “I’m getting excited!”

“Mina-chan, I’ll let you take care of the Secret Santa details then, budget and everything,” Ren directed.

“Roger!” The alien queen saluted with a wink and toothy grin before heading up to her room.

The TV suddenly turned to a breaking news screen, showing part of a city in ruins somewhere in Kyushu with the headline “Endeavor, Number One Hero, Fighting Engineered Nomu.” The camera then pans into a bloodied Endeavor laying on top of rubble. The once vibrant common room fell silent with shocked eyes on the screen. Midoriya grabbed the remote and turned up the volume to hear the newscast. Ren dropped her knitting needles and clasped her hands to her mouth.

Feeling a new presence, those sitting on the couch turned to see a shocked Todoroki staring at the TV. It was like time suddenly slowed down and all the noise faded away from the loud beating of his pulse in his ear. Ren could only look on at the boy with extreme worry.

“Todoroki!” Kirishima called, with Midoriya following right after.

“The scene here, is sadly reminiscent of the nightmare from three months ago...” the caster presented.

The camera zoomed in at the Nomu beginning to walk away, with Endeavor immediately getting back up and rushed the monster with his flames. The scene then cuts to civilians panicking and screaming as they’re trying to escape from the disaster.

“This is society without a symbol of peace!” the live voice over strongly stated.

The main entrance of the dorm bursted open, revealing Aizawa running to them.

“Todoroki...” he panted. “You already saw what’s going on?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me...” the red and white colored haired boy uttered out nervously.

“Stop saying that crap already!” A voice from the TV abruptly shouted, revealing an angry young boy on camera. “Open your eyes before you say that crap! Especially at a time like this! You still see those flames up, right?! Endeavor’s still alive and fighting! So don’t give up just cus the other guy’s gone!”

Panicked pedestrians were still pushing the boy, but he wasn’t giving up.

“He’s still out there risking it for all of us! Can’t you see?!”

The camera changed back to the aerial view they have of the fight. As the broadcast continued on, everyone watched on with bated breath, hoping for a good outcome for Todoroki’s sake. Endeavor’s flames discharged with intensity out of his body and at the Nomu. Hawks then came from behind to assist him with his feathers. By now, the newscaster had changed her tone.

“Dad...” Todoroki’s voice quivered out with strength. “I’m watching!”

All they could see on the screen was a blinding exploding supernova in the sky on the screen and in that instant, two falling figures dropped from the sky at an alarming rate. After the smoke cleared, the victor was clear.

There he was, Endeavor bloodied and beaten up holding a victorious pose with his right fist up in the air and a super crispy Nomu on the ground.

“It’s Endeavor! He’s standing tall in victory, no! Standing tall for his beginning!” the newscaster shouted in elation. The once panicking crowd then erupted into screams and cheers. The other students jumped off of their seats and ran to over to him. Any energy Todoroki had was completely zapped when he squatted down and breathed a sigh of relief and placed his hands together over his forehead. But that peace didn’t last long as the surrounding area was engulfed with blue flames.

“It’s him!” Aizawa stated. “What’s he thinking being out in the open like that?!”

“The League of Villains is here! It’s league member Dabi!” the newscaster announced. “He’s surrounded Endeavor and Hawks with a wall of flames!”

The three got into a confrontation and a fight started breaking out, but was soon broken up by Mirko’s powerful kick.

“You’re one of those League of Villains bastards ain’tcha?!” she proclaimed. “I’ll kick your ass till kingdom come!”

As fast as Dabi came, he disappeared with a black essence coming out of his mouth. And moment of silence filled the void, with only the TV caster announcing the fight was won. Heaving another soul-leaving sigh, Todoroki gathered the strength in his legs and slowly stood back up. Aizawa took him to the side to talk one-on-one. All Ren could do was look on like an outsider.

After a quick discussion, 1-A’s homeroom teacher gave special permission for him to go home for a few days. With the rest of the students retreating back to their respective rooms, Ren decided to stop by Tororoki’s to check on him. She stood in front of his room door and swallowed hard, her right hand freezing mid-air.

What kind of face would he show her?

Would he even want to talk?

Was she here as his friend, the R.A. or something else?

Gathering what courage she had, the door opened just as she was about to knock. She met his hetero-chromatic eyes expressing surprise. All she could do was stand there in stupor, unable to move.

“Ren-senpai...” he softly greeted. “Did you need something?”

“Huh? I, er, uh…” she stammered out at a higher pitch than she liked, feeling her cheeks get warm and looked down at her now fumbling hands. “I-I just wanted to see how you were d-doing and–”

She cleared her throat and calmed herself from her botched words.

“I came by to see how you were doing, that’s all,” she managed to get out and looked away.

Todoroki merely blinked at her slowly. It took him all of his willpower to not pull her into his room and embrace her. He wanted to feel her warmth to comfort him, but he had to hold back. Anyone could come out of their rooms at any moment and would misunderstand their relationship.

But… what was their relationship exactly?

He wanted to say more, but all he could default to was, “I’m fine. Aizawa-sensei’s letting me go home tomorrow to see my siblings and my dad.”

“Oh, right. I’ll… leave you to it then,” she said with a look of distance in her eyes.

Watching her small form walk away from his door, Todoroki felt that sensation bubbling up again. The tinge of pain in his chest she’ll disappear if he dared look away for one second. His hand instinctively grabbed a hold of her wrist, jolting her muscles and turned her head. He looked at her with loneliness reflecting off of his glassy gaze.

“Todo-kun?” she questioned.

Realizing what he’d done, he immediately released his hold.

“I-I’m sorry...” he whispered and grabbed his hair by the roots, looking away with shame. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

Ren slowly walked back and stood in front of him with a softened gaze.

“Just remember it’s okay to not be okay,” she gently spoke with an encouraging smile, making sure to keep a moderate distance from physical contact in case anyone saw. “You have people on your side to help.”

[thisisthe-way]

Proposal

Uraraka stared in awe around her at the large, traditional Japanese property, smoothing out the ruffles of her pink dress and clinging to Bakugou’s arm. She smiled over at him, fixing the collar of his dress shirt when it began to flap upward. “You look very handsome, Katsu.”

“Tch,” Bakugou snorted, but smirked down at her. The vile of pebbles he always wore was showing under the shirt, only the brown twine resting on his barely visible collarbone. Uraraka couldn’t complain that he never wore a tie with his dress shirts. She rather enjoyed him keeping the first few buttons open like that.

Luuuucky, she sometimes throught as she admired her well-built boyfriend’s hero body. She kissed his cheek. “And what about me?”

He glanced down at her again, and shrugged. “Passable,” he teased—and found himself flailing and yelling on the ceiling suddenly.

A head of white hair with little red flecks peeked our or the house’s largest room, and blinked behind glasses. “You must be more of otouto’s friends. He’s told me about the loud, angry boy before.” She stepped all the way out and smiled. “I’m Fuyumi. Come inside. The rest of you are already here.”

Inside, the rest of class 1A was standing around a refreshments table, eating and drinking, and Todoroki was pacing at the back of the room in front of a frail looking woman sitting in a chair.

Endeavor was on the other end of the room, talking bolsterouslty to the only other elders in the room. He and the frail woman were as far apart as the size of the room would allow.

Uraraka released her boyfriend from the ceiling and trailed inside, waving to Midoriya and Iida, talking to Jirou and Kaminari near the refreshments.

Todoroki noticed them, and touched the seated woman’s shoulder before approaching them, glaring, his gaze only half-hearted as he still seemed preoccupied. “Could you two have made a louder entrance?”

“Gomen, Todoroki-kun,” Uraraka replied, touching Bakugou’s shoulder gently. “He’s an asshole.” Her smile only brightened.

“You say that too easily now,” Bakugou mumbled down at her. She grinned, sweetly.

Todoroki frowned and glanced over at his father and the other two elder Quirk users. “Momo’s parents. My old man is getting too friendly.” He scoffed. “He’s pretty happy I decided to marry the only other person from my class who got in on recommendation.” He laughed bitterly. “He actually thinks I’m doing this because of our Quirks. Delusional bastard.”

Uraraka glanced over st Endeavor. “I thought things were better between you two? That’s what Yaomomo said.” She felt Bakugou’s arm tighten on her waist, and she touched his wrist, discreetly. It was no secret to 1A anymore the way Endeavor had raised Todoroki. Their class tended to be a little warier around the flame hero now, number two or not.

“Sort of. He’s not that different. No one changes that quickly,” Todoroki replied, glancing down and shaking his head. He looked over at the seated woman. “At least Okaasan could be here for this. Did Momo text you, Uraraka-san?”

“Mm. She just got off. She thinks it’s just dinner between the four of us. Your secret is safe.” Uraraka smiled at him. “You ready for this?”

“Absolutely not,” Todoroki mumbled, and glanced up at his siblings who were bringing their mother a drink and a plate of food. “But it helps to have everyone here.” He fiddled with something in the pocket of his slacks.

Bakugou snorted. “Shut the fuck up. How can you pretend to be good at everything like you do if you’re afraid of something that’s actually supposed to be fuckin’ good? Screw what your old man says—you love her, right? So unfreeze your shriveled balls, man the hell up and do it.”

Todoroki chuckled and raised his white eyebrow at Bakugou. “Thanks for the pep talk, Bakugou. I feel so much better now.” He slid his eyes to Uraraka. “He’s a keeper.”

Sensing the sarcasm, Uraraka grinned. “Eh, passable.” She raised her eyebrows up at Bakugou, wondering if he’d catch the joke. He did, glaring playfully down at her.

“She’s coming!” Jirou called, her earphone jack plugged into the wall—she could hear Yaoyorozu coming up the path of the Todoroki residence.

“Shit,” Todoroki breathed and Bakugou smirked widely at how nervous he was all of a sudden.

“Does anyone have a camera? Stoic Half-half is shaking!” Bakugou growled in glee. “Someone take a picture!”

“....you really are an asshole,” Uraraka said to her boyfriend, her expression deadpan.

A moment later, the door slid open, Yaoyorozu having heard some of the commotion and she blinked when all eyes turned on her. “Oh. Uh. Okay....hey, everyone.”

Todoroki swallowed heavily and approached her. “Aisuru, there’s someone I want you to meet.” He placed his left hand gently on her waist, despite her having returned home and changed into regular clothes after work, and sent a small shock of heat through her body to warm her from the cold night air she’s walked through. He led her over to the seated woman, and smiled, gently. “Okaasan.”

Todoroki Rei glanced up at them, and smiled gently. “So, you’re Yaoyorozu Momo? Shoto never stops talking about you when he comes to visit me. He never stops smiling—more than I’ve ever seen him smile, even.”

“Okaasan...” Todoroki mumbled, blushing lightly.

Yaoyorozu giggled with her own blush, hiding her smile and embarrassment behind her hand. “Oh, Todoroki-san, arigatou. Shoto is very kind to me—he builds me up when I’m doubting myself. He’s a good man.”

Rei looked at her son with a small, distant smile. “He is. I wish I could’ve seen him become one.”

Todoroki shot a sharp look over his shoulder at Endeavor when he tried to approach behind Yaoyorozu’s parents. “She’s visiting from the hospital just for tonight,” he murmured, returning his attention to his girlfriend.

“Tonight? Why, Shoto?” Yaoyorozu asked with a curious frown. “What’s special about tonight?” She smiled at her parents and waved when they were close enough, and then turned her eyes again to Todoroki. “Why is everyone here?”

Todoroki swallowed and pulled her to the center of the room. “Momo, Aisuru, boku no kokoro,” he murmured, affectionately.

“Seriously, where the hell is a camera when we need one?!” Bakugou barked, gleefully, at seeing Todoroki in such a vulnerable state.

A sharp brown eye snapped toward him. “Damareyarou,” Todoroki commanded, his tone low, even and extremely irritated, emphasizing the words with a slam of his foot down, causing a line of ice to crawl over the floor and up Bakugou’s body until his mouth was frozen over.

Bakugou struggled, growled and yelled against the ice, snapping and popping small explosions against it until he was free. “TEME!!”

“KATSUKI,” Uraraka snapped, and Bakugou immediately stopped, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting angrily, steaming coming up off of his head.

There was a snorted laugh from someone in the room, and Bakugou’s eyes flared, and he started to lunge toward the noise, but was caught and held by Tsu’s tongue.

Uraraka looked at her friend and smiled. “Arigatou, Tsu-chan.” She looked back at Todoroki. “Go on. Sorry.”

Yaoyorozu was laughing a little at the familiar antics of her former classmates and she tilted her head at Todoroki. “What is going on with you? Bakugou-san is right; you’re acting strangely.”

She took half a step back in shock when a small velvet box was suddenly held between them, her eyes widening. “Sh-Shoto...?”

“You know what it means. I don’t have to say it. But I will if you want me to. I’d do anything you asked of me, honestly. I’ve never loved any one thing as much as I love you, Momo.” His eyes were sincere. “And the idea of loving something that much terrifies me.”

He turned a sharp glare at his father. “You may be strong, with an impressive Quirk,” and then his gaze was soft again, and only hers, “but I would love you even if you were Quirkless. So? What’s your answer?”

Yaoyorozu felt the sting of tears in the corners of her eyes, and took the box, opening it to reveal a silver ring with a diamond and ruby inlayed in separate settings.

“It’s my mother’s ring. My father had it made as a...tasteless symbol for what he was trying to do,” Todoroki murmured, softly. “But if you wear it, it’ll actually mean something. That’s what Okaasan told me when she gave it to me to give to you.”

The tears fell without warning, and she looked back up at her boyfriend, her lips pressed together tightly to keep from squeaking or sobbing. She swallowed, and swallowed again, and then nodded as little Russian nesting dolls started to fall out of her sleeves and skirt.

“N-nesting dolls?” Todoroki asked, eyes widening.

“Th-the first time you believed in me—I cant help creating them sometimes when y-you’re overtly kind to me,” she whimpered, wiping at her eyes.

“I’ve never seen you—“ He began, and she shook her head to interrupt him.

“You haven’t seen the back closet in my house!!” She cried, implying she would escape their to discharge her Quirk, and then return. Despite the sweet moment, he has to wonder how many were actually in the closet as of now—they had been dating for almost two years.

He chuckled, his own nerves suddenly dissipating, and he pulled her into a tender kiss as their classmates cheered, before sliding the engagement ring on her finger and kissing her again.

After all was said and done, the rest of the guests and family began to eat and drink and toast, and Kirishima approaches Bakugou and Uraraka with a grin.

“So how many of those little doll things do you think she’ll make on their wedding night?” He asked, quietly with a grin, tilting his glass toward them.

“Probably best not to think about it,” Bakugou grumbled, an arm sllung around Uraraka, all three sipping their drinks and watching Todoroki and Yaoyorozu mingle.

Hard not to think about it, now.

The trio snickered, and Uraraka looked up at Bakugou.

“Are we next?” She whispered with wiggling eyebrows.

“Hn.” He grinned widely. “Guess we’ll see.”

Indeed.

[todobaku-shoukat]

The Heir that was Switched at Birth (13/13)

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18906280/chapters/46208470

From the pitstop, the crew took a bus to the opening of a forest. From here on, they had to walk through the forest down a little man-made path for about an hour to reach Oka Village. Bakugou had thought that the walk would be draining because of all the noise and talking by Shiroi and the other celebrities. However, after stepping into the forest, Bakugou feels only relief.

 Noticing Bakugou’s change in emotion, Todoroki smiles. “Like what you see?”

 Bakugou rolls his eyes at that. No matter how innocent it seems, he knows that Todoroki is doing this on purpose, the tone reminding him of other times in bed. Nonetheless, he replies to the question with a nod.

 “As expected, you’re a giant cat. Maybe a mountain lion.” Todoroki suggests. Upon further analysis in his head, Todoroki nods approvingly at his own suggestion. “Same blond hair, loves nature and sunlight, can be solitary and fierce at times… Basically, a cute but ferocious little mountain lion.”

 Bakugou’s heart skips a beat for a moment, wondering if there is a possibility that Todoroki has recalled his memories from their real world. Back in the real world, Todoroki had also called him a mountain lion when he learnt of Bakugou’s love for mountain climbing. Lips tugging into a smile, Bakugou expectantly gives the same reply he had back then, “Yeah well, maybe I should rip your legs off.”

 However, instead of the innocent and confused reply of “Do you not like being called a mountain lion?”, Todoroki suggestively asks, “Which leg?”

 Disappointment passes through Bakugou, but only briefly as the implication of Todoroki’s words register. Really? Is this guy really doing this right here in the wild with cameras in their faces?

 “The one you don’t need,” Bakugou replies, eyes going down to Todoroki’s pants to indicate just which leg he was talking about.

 “Ah well… I may not need it, but my fiancé does.” Todoroki replies with a smirk. It takes all of Bakugou’s might not to punch that smirk off Todoroki’s face, and he wonders why he is always losing to Todoroki when he is the one with memories. Or maybe that’s why. Because Todoroki has probably forgotten what is shame.

 Nonetheless, Bakugou looks at Todoroki sorrowfully and resentfully as if he is a two-timing jerk and says, “Ah. You have a fiancé? Who is this person you’re engaged to?”

 Bakugou expects that this, at least, will leave Todoroki speechless since they’re not going to publicise their relationship in front of a rolling camera. However, again, he expects too much of Todoroki who answers, “A cute little tsundere.”

 If the camera isn’t rolling, Bakugou would have literally killed Todoroki. He is not cute, not little, and definitely not a tsundere! Flustered and angry, Bakugou rolls his eyes and walks faster. Immediately, Shiroi steps forward to walk next to Todoroki.

 “What were you and Katsuki talking about?” Shiroi asks curiously and innocently despite having heard the entire conversation and is burning furiously inside.

 “About my fiancé,” Todoroki replies proudly with a smirk.

 The reply is so shameless, it took Shiroi all his strength to keep the innocent smile on his face. Shiroi can understand why Bakugou decided to walk faster and leave Todoroki “vulnerable” to himself now. There is absolutely no way to have any small talk with Todoroki. Honestly, Shiroi should have already known. The only thing you can ever have a conversation with Todoroki about is either work or Bakugou. Sometimes, Shiroi wonders why he has to go around looking to be snubbed by trying to seduce Todoroki. Every time he does, he only receives a mouthful of PDA and a heart full of anger. But there is this voice in his head, a feeling down in his chest, that Todoroki is meant to love him. He feels like he cannot stand it if Todoroki doesn’t like him because it feels like everything is wrong, going off the path it is supposed to follow. Every time he sees Todoroki and Bakugou interacting so lovingly, he gets even more anxious and uneasy. And so, Shiroi feels like he has to shameless try to seduce an attached man. Because if he doesn’t, he feels like he will start losing everything he has and is supposed to have, starting from Todoroki.

 Shiroi feels tired. Nobody likes chasing after someone who looks at you like you’re less than dirt. It enrages him that Todoroki, who used to look at him as if he hung the stars and the moon, turning to look at someone else instead. Especially when that someone else is Bakugou Katsuki. Shiroi had spent years with Sugaru as Bakugou’s substitute, so he feels even more humiliated by the change in Todoroki’s attitude. It is unfair, how Bakugou has everything. No. Shiroi thinks to himself. It should all be his, not Bakugou’s. Bakugou should not exist. If only he disappears, everything will be right again. Everything will be his.

 Suddenly, Shiroi feels complete calmness. That’s right, he thinks. He only has to erase Bakugou from this world, and then, everything will be alright. And now is the perfect moment. They are by a cliff and Bakugou is walking alone in front of him. If he pretends to trip and fall and “accidentally” push Bakugou off the cliff, he can erase Bakugou for good.

 But what Shiroi does not consider is how much force to use. In order to ensure that he uses enough force to push Bakugou off the cliff, Shiroi used all his might, only to fall off the cliff as well.

 What the actual fuck? Bakugou thinks as he falls from the cliff. Is he going to die here? Would the mission immediately fail? Will they both immediately switch worlds or will Todoroki stay here? Can Todoroki stay here and attempt to complete the mission? However, Bakugou’s hopes for Todoroki to be able to continue staying in this world to succeed in this mission fails as he sees Todoroki jump of the cliff after him, face serious and determined. What an idiot, Bakugou cusses in his mind. What did Todoroki think he can accomplish by jumping off the cliff after him? Although Bakugou knows he isn’t really going to die, he really does not want to experience dying here. He remembers the looks of pain the other victims of The Writer had when they described their experiences of dying.

 But when the back of Bakugou’s head hits the surface, he is immediately relieved. It seems like maybe he won’t die since its water and he can swim. But his relief doesn’t last long as he hits a rock hidden under the water and immediately blacks out.

 --

 When Bakugou regains consciousness, he feels a tight grip around his hands. Slowly opening his eyes, he sees familiar white and red hair that is uncharacteristically messy. Sensing that he’s awake, the bicoloured head of hair moves as Todoroki lifts his head to meet Bakugou’s eyes.

 “You’re awake!” Todoroki states the obvious. “Does it hurt anywhere? Are you okay? Does your head still hurt? Do… Do you still remember me?”

 Bakugou narrows his eyes, not knowing which question to answer first.

 “It’s okay if you don’t remember me or our past together!” Todoroki says before Bakugou can respond.

 It’s actually you who don’t remember our past, Bakugou thinks sourly.

 “We can make new memories together!” Todoroki says seriously. “Let me re-introduce myself. I am Todoroki Shouto, head of the Todoroki corporation. Aged 33. And we’re engaged. We were going to get married when you got into an accident. Once you get better, we will continue with our plans to get married!”

 Wow. Bakugou thinks. Why is he not surprised that Todoroki will take the opportunity to pretend that they’re engaged? “You haven’t even properly proposed, and I definitely haven’t agreed, you half-and-half bastard!”

 “You remember?” Todoroki replies, surprised.

 “Why do you look so disappointed? What. You want me to have amnesia so you can go off and find someone else?” Bakugou glares as Todoroki pretends to look innocent.

 “Of course not! Kitten, you know you’re my one and only. But you really don’t have amnesia?” Bakugou responds to this question with a deadpan stare. “Eh? That’s strange. This isn’t like how the story goes…”

 “What story?” Bakugou asks warily, unsure if he wants to know the answer.

 “This Korean drama I was watching. The female lead also fell off a cliff and then lost her memories…” Todoroki replies.

 The only thought that goes through Bakugou’s mind is “Why?”, “How?”, “When?” and “Who the fuck introduced Todoroki to all these dumbass shit?”

 “Damn. And here I thought we could finally get married…” Todoroki mutters under his breath. Bakugou hears this and starts to reflect. Todoroki didn’t know that they won’t really die but he still took the risk and jumped off after him. If Todoroki really wants to get married, it’s not like they can’t…

 “Fine,” Bakugou finally says.

 “Fine? What do you mean? Do you mean…” Todoroki’s eyes brighten as he looks at Bakugou with hope and passion so strong it gets Bakugou flustered.

 “If you cannot understand than forget it!” Bakugou barks.

 “I understand! We’ll get married when you get discharged!” Todoroki shouts happily, face breaking out in a rare but wide smile. Bakugou responds with an equally wide smile. Slowly, their heads start leaning together and just as they are about to kiss, the door is thrown wide open.

 “Katsuki! My poor baby! I’ve always known you were my son! I carried you in my body for 9 months! How can I possibly not recognise my own son!” Bakugou’s mother cries as she rushes to the hospital bed, pushing Todoroki away so that she can give her son a hug.

 Confused, Bakugou looks at Todoroki questioningly.

 Then, Bakugou finds out what has happened since he fell off the cliff. Turns out, both he and Shiroi had hit their heads when they fell. Fortunately for Todoroki, since he jumped off on his own, he had more control of the way he fell, allowing him to dive in arms first instead of head first. Hence, he injured his arm but is mostly fine. On the other hand, both Bakugou and Shiroi lost quite a lot of blood and needed a blood transfusion.

 That’s when they found out that Shiroi cannot be the Bakugou parents’ son. Both Bakugou parents have blood type A, so there is no way for them to have a child with blood type B. The Bakugou parents had insisted on doing another genetic test, and found out that Shiroi is indeed not their son. After finding out that they had been cheated, they had been furious. Since Sugaru is their close friend’s son, they couldn’t really do anything. Instead, they turned their anger to Shiroi, using their connections to try to charge the latter for attempted murder. Of course, Todoroki also uses his connections, so Shiroi is unable to escape imprisonment.

 --

 Very quickly, the media catches wind of the news and then, the public finds out that Bakugou Katsuki is not only the real heir to the Bakugou corporation, he is also the fiancé of the wealthiest man in the country. All the other celebrities who previously kept quiet or took the opportunity to step on Bakugou’s reputation for their own benefit quickly changed their stances, coming out to praise Bakugou and his work ethic. Whether or not the public truly believe that Bakugou’s scandals were slander, Bakugou’s public image is quickly washed clean because nobody wanted to offend someone with such position and power. Instead of gossiping about Bakugou’s scandals, they had better things to talk about, such as the “Wedding of the Century” and Shiroi’s deception. In fact, Shiroi captured much of the public’s hate, the public thinking that they have been deceived.

 As for the Bakugou family, after putting Shiroi in jail, they quickly decided to put the appalling situation behind and instead focus on planning Todoroki and Bakugou’s wedding. Todoroki wanted the wedding to be as soon as possible, while the Bakugou parents felt that they should choose an auspicious date and wait a bit so that they can better plan the wedding. They wanted to make up to their son for the pain he suffered due to Shiroi through a grand wedding. While Bakugou is also more inclined to a quick and simple wedding, he decides to go with his parents. Especially when the Bakugou mother looks at him expectantly, Bakugou is unable to reject her. Later on, Todoroki is also convinced. After all, the term “Wedding of the Century” is very appealing.

 And although Bakugou will not admit it, he looks forward to the wedding. But unfortunately, it was not meant to be. Because he forgot an important point: that they will move to the next world when the mission is completed and the protagonist has completely no way of returning the plot.

 On the night before their wedding, Shiroi dies. The prison is not an easy place to survive, especially when you are weak and fragile like Shiroi, surrounded by real criminals who have planned to commit murder. With the protagonist dead, the plot is completely changed. And so, when Bakugou wakes, he is back in the dark space.

 “Welcome back to the Rest Stop,” a voice echoes in Bakugou’s head. “You have done well, little heroes. I look forward to your next mission. I hope you like palace dramas because it is next.”