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Leave Your Mark ⭑˚🧪⭑ 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑒

bnha x f!reader

reverse harem, isekai, my hero academia x fem!reader, slowburn

You didn’t accomplish anything in your previous life. Looking back on it, you feel nothing but regret, and you yearn for the chance to do things differently. As it turns out, your wish is answered, and you are reborn into your favorite fictional world. This time, you resolve to make a change, and you have the means to do it. You won’t be content with just sitting on the sidelines and letting life pass you by. You will live boldly and vibrantly, as if every moment is your last. No matter what it takes, you are going to leave your mark.

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Deceiving the Duke | 4 | Todoroki Shouto

pairing: Todoroki Shouto x Female Reader

length: 3.1k of 30k words | 4th of 9 chapters

summary: When Camie Utsushimi elopes on the eve of her society debut, scandal threatens to destroy the family’s prospects. It’s up to you, a maid, to impersonate Camie throughout the Season, long enough that her elder sister can make a match. The only trouble? Lord Shouto Todoroki is also intent on making a match—and that match, quite impossibly, appears to involve you.

tags/warnings: romance, regency au, class differences, hidden identity/identity porn, aged up characters, eventual smut

A few weeks on, you received a reply from Camie.

It was a great luck that the Utsushimis employed so few staff, which meant that you were the servant in charge of collecting the post. You imagined Mrs. Utsushimi would have seized on the letter as soon as she caught sight of it.

It was addressed in Camie’s horribly girlish hand, and it opened in the most typical of Camie phrasings.

Y/N, my sweet foolish friend–

Your plot is hilarious but doomed and you should end it sooner rather than later. Mumsy should have never asked you for this, it’s sure to ruin you and ruin her, even if Caroline makes a match.

I would have always taken care of her, and Inasa has promised the same. Of course you will come live with us on Inasa’s estate, too.

You’ll find a way to put a stop to things, won’t you?

She’d signed her name below with an aggressively elaborate flourish, so you knew how upsetting she truly found the news.

Guilt settled in your stomach like a leaden weight.

You shouldn’t have undertaken this plot, obviously. You’d said as much in your original missive to Camie. But now that the scheme was already well underway, you thought it had to be seen through. Otherwise, what had all this been for? The Utsushimi family would be embroiled in scandal with absolutely nothing to show for it. And you doubted Mrs. Utsushimi would be so generous with your promised wages, were you to renege on your commitments now.

Carefully folding Camie’s letter and stowing it under your mattress, you decided you’d just have to redouble your efforts. Perhaps you would start accepting dances with gentlemen just to talk Caroline up, and mention her kindly to Miss Uraraka and Lady Asui.

You wished you’d taken the chance to mention her to Lord Shouto, before you’d caused the scene at Lady Cathleen’s party. If he wasn’t actually courting Princess Yaoyorozu, that was, as rumor seemed to suggest.

With a new plan in mind, you started your morning chores, mending the hem of one of Mrs. Utsushimi’s gowns where she’d torn it, starching the linens, picking seams on the latest of Camie’s dresses you planned to wear. You helped the family with breakfast and saw them off to the milliner’s, after which you changed their bedding and washed the old sheets. You were just settling down to get more work done on one of Camie’s gowns when a knock came at the door.

When you pulled it open, you found Lord Shouto on the other side, peering into the dim of the hallway. His mouth parted in surprise to see you, those mismatched eyes going rounder at the corners. You immediately panicked, slamming the door shut on him.

Fuck! You’d been dressed in your maid attire, not expecting the family to receive a caller! Your only grace was that the hall was very dim this time of the morning–you hoped he hadn’t been able to make out your dress in the dark.

“Um!” you called through the door, your voice strangled. “Forgive me, my lord, I am not yet properly attired! I will be right back!”

You dashed up the stairs, grabbing the latest of Camie’s gowns, quickly unlacing your apron and shedding your clothes, then stuffing yourself into the dress. Your fingers scrabbled over all the ties and buttons, shaky with nerves. You were back down the stairs in under two minutes, panting, hoping Lord Shouto wasn’t working himself into a state at being so rudely received.

When you pulled the door open again, however, he was wearing a curious expression. Those eyes picked over you, seeming to note every detail, and you self-consciously tugged at the skirts of your dress. You did not even want to think of the state of your hair.

There was a bouquet of flowers in his hand, sweet purple lilacs decorated with bursts of white clover. You squinted at the flowers, remembering Caroline had told you each had a special meaning, if you knew how to interpret them.

They looked too pretty to be declarations of your idiocy, however, so you guessed they might not be for you.

“I—you must be here to see, um, Caroline?” you asked. “I’m afraid she’s out at the moment–she should be back in a few hours, however–if you want to leave your card…”

Lord Shouto shook his head, stepping forward. “I am here for you.”

Your heart tripped over itself with his proximity, and you backed up a step, leaning back to look into his face. “I–-you are?” you asked stupidly.

The tiniest hint of a smile twitched at the edge of his mouth. “I came to see that you were well, after Lady Cathleen’s.”

Your stomach churned guiltily. That was really too kind, especially considering that you’d done nothing but fling snacks at him, ramble nonsense at him, and then pretended to faint on him. To say nothing of the fact that you were pretending to be an entirely different person than the one you’d introduced yourself as. And here he was, in your doorway still, looking at you carefully, as though he meant to catch you were you to faint again.

Now that he was here, it would not be so easy to refuse him. You backed out of the doorway, gesturing him inside. “Please come in. I can serve tea in the sitting room.”

Lord Shouto inclined his head and followed you inside. You lead him to the parlor, glad you’d neatened it, wondering at your own nerve–a servant, entertaining a duke, in a sitting room that was not her own.

“The maid is, um, indisposed today,” you told him. “I’ll make the tea myself, please make yourself comfortable.”

You left him to his own devices, darting to the kitchen. You’d hoped to run into the cook but she was also apparently out, probably at market, so you threw the kettle on and spent several long minutes rummaging around for the nice tea–-the kind Mrs. Utsushimi only served when she wanted to impress. You figured a duke would definitely meet her criteria for people worth impressing.

When you returned, Lord Shouto had left his flowers laying over the settee. He was at the mantle over the fireplace, glancing through the Utsushimis’ portraits and displayed needlework. That curious look was back on his face when he turned back to you, and his eyes seemed to rove over every inch of your face.

He looked strange, in fact, as though he’d just been confronted with a startling discovery. You flushed under his scrutiny, hoping you hadn’t missed a stain on your dress or some large rip in the fabric.

You hurried to the corner and set the tea tray down on the sideboard. Your skin prickled tellingly as he drew near, and you quickly poured him a cup and ordered him into a chair to get him away from you. You did not understand why his presence made you feel so strange.

You dared to pour yourself a cup of tea, too, and perched on a chair opposite him, luxuriating in how good the tea was compared to your usual fare.

“I, um, appreciate you calling,” you said to him, watching him settle into his chair, and trying not to pay too much attention to the way his thighs filled out his breeches, or the way his shoulders seemed to take up the entire width of the chair back.

Lord Shouto sipped at his tea, humming low in his throat. “Have you recovered, Miss Utsushimi?”

You nodded quickly. “Yes. It was just, um, a passing thing. I am completely fine.”

He looked satisfied, smiling softly into his tea cup. “I am happy to hear it.”

You noticed his lashes left long shadows over the tops of his cheekbones as he drank, and you pinched your leg through your skirts when you realized how deeply undue that observation was.

You quickly cast about for something to take your mind off of the way Lord Shouto looked sitting across from you.

“The flowers are pretty,” you said, glancing over at them. The purple of the lilacs looked especially deep against the lighter fabric of the settee–you wondered what purple lilac was supposed to mean, and which of the Utsushimis they were for.

Lord Shouto had said he was calling on you, but he’d not said the same of the flowers. It would be the height of conceit to think that they were also for you, especially given how completely unhinged you’d been with him to date. A man did not bring flowers to a woman who pelted him with snack cakes.

“Are they–-Caroline’s?” you guessed.

Another threat of a smile pressed at Lord Shouto’s mouth. “You speak as though you’ve never received flowers before.”

That arrested you. What did he mean, you? They were for you? You couldn’t help the way your mouth dropped open.

“I–me?” you asked, dumbfounded. “I’ve never—are you certain?”

Lord Shouto’s eyebrows went up, and there was a note of something amused in his deep tone. “I should hope so.”

You left your cup on the table beside you, unable to help the way you were drawn to the flowers. Your first bouquet! And probably your only, considering your prospects and the expense. But they were so lovely, and they smelled so bright and green and fresh.

A weird giddiness came over you, and you tried to squash the feeling down.

“I–Thank you, Lord Shouto,” you said, unable to help the embarrassingly touched note in your voice. “They are beautiful.”

Lord Shouto looked a little bit smug, you thought, as you fingered some of the petals, feeling their silky smoothness on the pads of your fingers. You’d have to put them in water. And maybe hide them in your room, if you got the chance. You doubted Mrs. Utsushimi would be pleased to discover Lord Shouto had brought you flowers, considering you were supposed to be keeping a low profile.

Which you were apparently utterly failing at.

You turned back to Lord Shouto, placing your flowers on the seat next to you, unwilling to be parted from them. It was probably strange, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care quite enough to try to be normal about it all.

“They don’t mean something like learn Greek, do they?” you asked him suspiciously.

Lord Shouto laughed, out loud this time, low and easy, and the sound went straight to your head.

“They do not,” he said, but he did not elaborate on whether they did mean something. You made a note to try and look them up later.

You had the sudden, wild thought that a man bringing a woman flowers meant something more than you were currently accounting for. And it also dawned on you that you were a man and woman alone–-an impropriety by any of good society’s standards, regardless of the fact that your first meeting had been much like this as well.

“Caroline and Mrs. Utsushimi should be back soon,” you blurted out, as if to reassure him that you had no inappropriate designs on him.

Lord Shouto looked unbothered, watching you with those mismatched eyes over the rim of his tea cup. “It does not matter to me. I am not here to see either.”

There was something teasing in his tone that warmed you all the way to your toes, and you had to school your face so as not to betray how much that pleased you.

You tried to remind yourself that he meant nothing by it, and that this could be nothing, in the end. And now was as good a time as any to try and talk Caroline up, now that you had Lord Shouto in your clutches.

“Caroline is good company, it is a loss,” you said. “Have you met her?”

“In passing,” Lord Shouto said. “She’s never flung anything, so I’m afraid she did not make a significant impression on me.”

You laughed. “But a better one, I hope.”

Lord Shouto did not say so.

“You’ll remember how pretty she is, though,” you said insistently. “And she does read Ancient Greek, I think. She’s accomplished on the piano forte.”

“So her hobbies are not so secret as yours?” Lord Shouto asked.

You smiled. “She is rather more accomplished. I must hide my own in order to save myself the embarrassment.”

Lord Shouto leaned forward in interest. “You’ll tell me at least one? You are aware I am a trustworthy secret keeper.”

He looked so earnest, and his tone was so genuine, you couldn’t do anything but give him what he wanted. Much may it please him to learn.

“My chief hobby is reading–though obviously not in any ancient languages. I’m…quite fond of novels, actually.” You were mostly fond of them because Camie was fond of them, and they were the principal artifact she had been able to smuggle you. But you quite liked all the tales of adventure, cunning, and head-spinning romance. The only type of adventure you’d seen thus far was this hare-brained scheme of yours��and it would not end nearly so well as the stories in your novels did.

“I too, enjoy reading,” Lord Shouto obliged you. “Though not usually novels.”

You smiled. “I’ll recommend you some, though I can’t tell if you’d enjoy them. They’re a lot of nonsense.”

“I believe I told you,” Lord Shouto said, leaning forward to rest his elbows on those thighs. “I like nonsense.”

For some reason, your heart did a weird fluttering motion in your chest. Your cheeks heated, and you grasped your tea cup tighter, as if holding on for safety.

“Well, then,” you said. “I’m certain I can oblige you. I’ll send you a list, perhaps.”

Lord Shouto looked pleased, blinking long and slow like a cat in a sunbeam. “I’d quite like that.”

You took another sip of your tea to hide some of your face, trying to reign yourself in. You had not meant for this conversation to turn towards you–Caroline was the objective here. You wracked your brain for another segue back to her.

“I’ll ask Caroline to send along recommendations as well–though they won’t be novels,” you said. “Perhaps something in Greek may tempt you.”

Lord Shouto regarded you curiously. “Your recommendations do not stand on their own?”

You frowned at him defensively. “My recommendations are the finest,” you sniffed.

A tiny smile lifted the corner of his lips, like he’d caught you. “Then I need only accept yours.”

“But really–Caroline–” you started, but Lord Shouto cut you off.

“Miss…Utsushimi,” he said, pausing strangely over the name. “It is not Caroline’s opinions I seek. My attentions are yours, and yours alone.”

You froze, a spear of ice plunging into your heart. His attentions were yours? What could he mean–which attentions, exactly? That sounded quite terribly like an admission of interest–-romantic interest–-except that would be insanity itself.

He was so very noble, and so very handsome, and you were beginning to learn that he was so very kind. You were the most horrible match imaginable for him.

You’d have to make sure he understood it.

“Lord Shouto, you understand I do not mean to marry,” you said, testing the waters.

“You’ve intimated as much,” he replied, his tone low. “Though your reasons…remain a mystery.”

For some reason, his eyes cut back to the mantle, lingering strangely over the Utsushimi family’s portraits.

“I would be a poor choice,” you said. “You understand my shortcomings already.”

Lord Shouto’s features arranged themselves into a mask of polite incredulity. “You think all a man wants in a wife is her knowledge of ancient languages?”

A laugh burst out of you. “In part.”

A tiny smile threatened the corner of Lord Shouto’s mouth again. “I assure you there are other qualities one might desire.”

Yes, like needlework and piano forte and singing and such. Your talents lay elsewhere–and plenty undiscovered.

“I also understand that your hand is all but promised to Princess Momo,” you told him. You hoped he understood what you were implying–whatever attentions he had been referencing, he needn’t lavish them on you.

“Do you?” Lord Shouto said softly.

You nodded earnestly. Lord Shouto looked thoughtful but did not elaborate.

You wondered what he was really doing here, in the Utsushimis’ sitting room. If he meant for you to be a distraction, a shield against the other debutantes while he waited on the princess. Or if he was perhaps open to marriage.

You decided it could not hurt to continue to peddle your Caroline agenda. Whatever Lord Shouto’s reasons, you were not a suitable prospect for him. But if he was open to marriage, Caroline would be a good match.

“Still, I’d like you to meet Caroline,” you said. “I’ll introduce you at the Satos’ dinner next week.”

“If you like,” Lord Shouto said vaguely, but you could tell he had no interest in her. His eyes drifted back to the mantle, roving over the miles of needlework and colorful oils of the portraits.

You sighed, sensing the enormity of the task before you.

After that, Lord Shouto steered the conversation back into calmer waters, trying to ferret out more about you. You managed to turn a great deal of it back on him, learning more about his family. You were surprised to learn he was the baby of his family, as he’d inherited his father’s title.

He told you about his eldest brother, Touya, who’d disowned the family to join some antimonarchist group in the south, and his other brother Natsuo, who’d rejected the title to become a man of the cloth instead. He talked fondly of his mother and his older sister, Fuyumi, who he seemed to visit often.

You liked the way he spoke about the people in his life, with patience and intention—even Touya, who it was clear had bad blood with the rest of the family. You could have listened to him for hours, luxuriating in his low, soft tone, the occasional conspiratorial twitch of his mouth.

He really was unlike anything you’d expected from a duke.

Eventually the tea ran cold, and the real world called back to you both. You saw Lord Shouto to the door with both regrets and a resolution forming in the back of your mind.

Whatever his interest in you, you would redirect it to Caroline, and kill two birds with one stone–Caroline could make her match, and Lord Shouto would be made to see what a pretty, qualified wife could be like. You carefully ignored the large part of you that recoiled at the thought.

It did not matter what you wanted, and you wouldn’t let yourself think on it. Lord Shouto was good, and he should make a suitable match.

You would arrange it so Lord Shouto and Caroline got a happy ending, just like in your novels.

You would make absolutely sure of it.

[restwellsoon]

A Circle of Salt | Chapter 3 is uploaded to AO3!

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Pairing: Shouto Todoroki x F!Reader

Summary: With the end of the Great War and his father’s death, Prince Shouto must find his and his kingdom’s place in a rapidly changing world. As a result, the Todoroki Kingdom has finally opened its doors to its neighbors after centuries of isolation. You see this as an opportunity to not only advance in your career as a lowly government aid but to also take advantage of the tropical island as your new office space.

However, with the nobility working to maintain their status quo, there’s another reason why it may be difficult for you and Shouto to achieve your goals – the prince seems to have misunderstood what sort of partnership you seek with him.

Chapter preview

“I love this table,” Camie blurted out, unable to handle the awkwardness any longer. “We don’t really do round tables back home, but I can see these being totes on trend if we brought one back with us.” Even you couldn’t help but stare at Camie’s attempt at breaking the ice. You were surprised when Nezu added on to Camie’s ramble. “I couldn’t help but admire it too. Is there any significant meaning behind its design? Surely this must represent the sense of unity and connectedness that your society values.”  “Or perhaps it’s because they value the sun!” Izuku interjected excitedly. He’d been going through the Islands’ texts about their religious and cultural beliefs. “They view the royal family as descendents of the sun, so���!” Before Inasa could add in his interpretation, Rei gave them the true reason for the table’s shape. “It was the largest table we have, so that was why we chose it.”

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[thefictionconnoisseur]

My Hero Isekai

Author: Madmaiden

Platform: Ao3

Pairing(s): Midoriya Izuku x Reader, Kirishima Eijirou x reader, Shinsou Hitoshi x reader, Todoroki Shouto x reader, Bakugou Katsuki x reader, Kaminari Denki x reader, Yoarashi Inasa x reader, Monoma Neito x Reader, Todoroki Touya x Reader, Amajiki Tamaki x reader, Shigaraki Tomura x Reader

Status: Ongoing (Abandoned?)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Canon typical violence

Summary:

A non-traditional reader insert following the readers OC Overclock on her adventures after being sucked into her favorite anime.

A reverse harem style retelling of the series from the point of view of a fan who was reincarnated as a character from her fanfiction. Stays fairly Canon compliant until after the licensing exam.

Lots of ships, lots of love, lots of memes and good times as you traverse a new world and a new identity.

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[th0tfairy]

booby - booty boys but with the bnha please?

Gotchaaa

booby boys

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Shouto - Hawks - Kaminari - Shindou - Monoma - Awase - Tetsutetsu - Tsuburaba - Lemillion - Shiggy

booty boys

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Natsuo - Deku - Sero - Bakugou - Dabi - Kirishima - Shinsou - Amajiki - Hiryu - Kaibara - Inasa

[scarofthewind]

Picture Perfect (MHA Boys) *NSFW*

A/N: I have a lot of requests to do and yet I still like to write my own ideas! I will be answering requests all day today so be on the lookout! A side note: I don’t answer every request that comes in. Some I don’t understand or just don’t feel like writing and since mostly all of you are anon’s, I can’t reply back or ask you about it. Anyways, Hope you enjoy!

Prompt: You send them a revealing photo/ their reactions Warnings: NSFW, R18+ Characters: Most of class 1A and then some extras. As I’ve said; for NSFW, the boys are all aged up to 18+

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Aoyama Yuga: He’s back at home for Christmas vacation when he receives the first sexual picture you’d ever sent him. He could feel his pants tighten slightly as he stared at the photo, loving the way the lingerie hugs your body and how much skin it showing. Excusing himself from the dinner table with a blush on his face, he makes his way to the bathroom where he proceeds to text you a long paragraph on what he would do to you in that moment. “You look so beautiful my love.” He couldn’t wait to see you again. 

Bakugo Katsuki: He’s in the middle of working out with his group of friends when he hears his phone buzz. As soon as he opens the text, he grabs all his things and makes up an excuse as to why he’s leaving. He’d call you on the way over to your place, “Don’t fucking touch yourself until I get there. Unless you want to be punished like last time.” His voice held an excitement that went straight to your core and you waited patiently for him to bust through the door. 

Iida Tenya: As soon as he looks at the message, he’s off to a private area. His business meeting went well except for the fact that his phone was buzzing like crazy and it was the very graphic and detailed pictures and messages you were sending him. His fingers typed back as fast as they could as his glasses fogged up from the heat exiting his body, “Please refrain from sending me these while I’m at work.” You smiled to yourself as you knew it got to him. He typed again, “But you do look very beautiful and I’ll be home in ten, please wait for me.” 

Kaminari Denki: For once he actually pauses the game he’s playing to answer your text and he’s glad he did. He nearly breaks his phone as a surge or electricity goes through him as his eyes look over your nude photo. Denki is typing when you text something and he pauses to see what it was. A video; you sent him a video with you moaning out his name so sweetly and your fingers touching yourself. He wouldn’t make it to your place with how hard he was so he face timed you, “You’re that wet for me already?”

Kirishima Eijiro: He was finishing some paperwork in his office room when you texted him from the bedroom. You can hear his phone go off and a loud bang, followed by a rustle of papers and his bounding footsteps as he runs to the bedroom. When he makes it to the doorway, he stops and takes in your figure with hungry eyes. He lifts his phone and chuckles, “You sure know how to distract me.” You just smile in response and he pounces.

Midoriya Izuku: All Might knew from the second his apprentice had looked at his phone and turned the darkest shade of red, what was happening. Deku looked to the man who waved him off for the day and watched as the boy ran away. Deku called you with a frantic voice, “I’m on my way, I’m going to take care of you I promise.” The image of your bare body was permanently burned in his eyelids. 

Ojiro Mashirao: It was a calm day until you had interrupted his reading time by sending him the filthiest picture and text. He practically threw his book across the room in surprise and he immediately face timed you. “Are you trying to kill me? Why couldn’t you have just said you wanted me?” He felt his cock harden between his legs as you explained just how much you needed him.

Sero Hanta: It had been five minutes since you’d sent the first picture. Sero nearly popped a tent in public as he was on watch for villains a couple of blocks away from your home. He couldn’t leave his station until someone told him he could but the urge was all too surreal. When his phone went off and he saw that it was a video, he didn’t even watch it but called you instead, “I am at work, do you mind? I know what you want and trust me, the minute I can leave here I’m heading over.”

Shoji Mezo: He had never seen something so beautiful in his life and within seconds was sporting a raging hard on while trying to finish his reports for the week. His eyes couldn’t look away from the image and he waited until you sent another one to pull his pants down and send some back along with a dirty text, “Is this what you want?” Oh yes, it certainly was what you wanted.  

Todoroki Shoto: He was stuck at a ‘family’ function and he had never wanted to see you so bad in his life. As though you’d read his mind, he received the dirtiest photo and text from you he’d ever seen. A deep blush formed on his face and he excused himself to the bathroom. Locking the door behind him, he called you and let his pants fall to the floor, your moans from the other end making his cock harden effortlessly. “That’s it baby, keep saying my name like that. God I want you so bad.” Let’s just say he finished quicker than he wanted to that day.

Tokoyami Fumikage: Every feather on his head ruffled when he opened the text in the middle of the grocery store. He didn’t even think twice as he left the buggy behind and went home as fast as he could. You laughed when you saw his expression as he flew through the door, “Dark Shadow was right, you’re dirtier than I thought.” Your eyes widened as the both of them came towards you. “Don’t ever show this to anyone else, understand?” Of course you both knew you wouldn’t but for a moment you thought you might’ve made a mistake by that nude as they gave you more than what you wanted.

Shinso Hitoshi: You teased him after he called you a couple of seconds after you sent him the photo that made him hornier than he thought possible. He left the breakroom and went outside to talk to you. “Keep it up and you’ll see what happens when I get home.” His voice sent shivers down your spine. “Oh, and (Y/N)?” His voice deepened and you felt yourself start to grow wetter by the second, “Don’t touch your slutty pussy until I say so, okay?” He heard you mumble a response and he chuckled, he really loved his quirk sometimes. 

Inasa Yoarashi: You pouted seeing that the messages had been read but Inasa hadn’t responded. It had been about ten minutes and you were worried he didn’t like them. Your body ached for his touches that you loved so much and you almost started to get yourself off when your phone went off and a message appeared on your screen followed by a picture of his fully hardened cock. “You miss my dick, Princess? Come get it.” You grabbed some clothes and your keys and left without a second to spare. 

[todoroki-waifu]

Todoroki x Reader x Inasa

Final: Open Warnings: Mentions of anxiety, gender neutral reader, and love triangle.

Scenario: You failed your provisional hero license exam and you've been extremely upset since then. Todoroki hates to see you like this and feels partly responsible, so Midoriya suggests that he take you out. However, there is someone else who wants to take responsibility as well. Word Count: 2,318 Genre: Slight angst, comedy, and fluff.

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You sigh loudly to yourself, having just finished showering after your own training session. The results of the license exam weighed heavily on you. You kept thinking what you could have done to prevent failing or what if you had done something else? Would the outcome still be the same? You knew you were probably being too harsh on yourself, but you felt like you were being left behind. Maybe you didn't deserve the hero license. You nearly sacrificed Shindo to help Todoroki. You were also meddling in business that didn't involve you, yet you couldn't help but interfere when you saw the conflict. You were trying so hard to be positive, especially now that you were given a second chance. But it was difficult to quell the growing anxiety in you as the new test date was soon approaching. ------ Watching you distance yourself from everyone was killing Todoroki. He knew it was his fault that you didn't pass and he also almost hurt you. As much as he wanted to blame that wind user, Todoroki was aware of his own mistakes. He tried to apologize as soon as the results were out, but you were too upset to speak to anyone. After seeking advice from his green haired friend, he now stands before your door, trying to calm the chaos swirling within him. Todoroki knew you weren't the type to hold a grudge, but he felt like he got in the way of your aspiration. He decides to move after a few minutes and finds himself knocking on your dorm room. The son of Endeavor hears rustling behind the door and within a couple of seconds, you open the wooden barrier. "Todoroki-kun, everything okay?" You were surprised to see him. You felt that there was a silent understanding among your peers that you needed some space so you were surprised you had a visitor. Of course they checked up on you, but they still allowed you to have time for yourself.   "Yes. It's not an emergency, but I was wondering if you'd like to accompany me outside? I know you are busy, but I was hoping you'd spare some time for me. There is something I wish to say." You ponder on it for a quick second, knowing how much you've been avoiding your friends. You were also curious what was on Todoroki's mind and assumed that it had to do with the make-up exam. Was he feeling nervous also? Ah, what a bad friend you are. Instead of wallowing in your own pain, you should also be helping your friends in a similar situation as you are. "Of course. I'd love to. Anywhere in particular you'd like to go?" You smile slightly, thinking that the outside air would refresh your mind. You've had this routine of eating, sleeping, studying, and training. Nothing really fun in between as you were determined and focused on doing well on the make-up exam. "I was thinking we could go to that new cafe in town?" "That sounds nice. Let me grab my-" Suddenly your phone rings and you find the caller to be Mina. She tells you to come downstairs to the common area immediately because of a guest. Strange. You weren't expecting any company nor did you schedule anything for today. ------- You invited Todoroki to come with since you did agree to go with him to the new cafe so you figured you'd dismiss the visitor and stick to the original plan. You see Mina and the rest of the girls gathered together while a tall male was talking with Midoriya and Iida. You tilt your head a bit and recognize the 6 foot plus male to be Yoarashi, Inasa from Shiketsu High. "Inasa-kun?" "__(full name)! I apologize for showing up unannounced, but there is something I need to say.” He suddenly presents a large bouquet of flowers to you. You blink at the colorful arrangements, taking the flowery gift from him. Inasa then places one knee on the ground, making Hagakure, Momo, and Mina gasp and squeal. Even the guys were watching in anticipation. Todoroki froze, thinking that he was about to lose his crush before he had a chance to confess. Inasa kneels with his other free leg and immediately lowers himself to the floor. "I'm sorry! I am truly sorry! It is my fault that you weren't able to advance. My recklessness and selfishness stopped you from passing. Please allow me to make it up to you!" "A-ah, it's okay Inasa-kun. I don't think it's your fault at all. You don't have to bow or make it up to me." You immediately reply, walking closer to him to help him to his feet. "I can't accept that! It won't feel right if I don't." He continues to press his forehead against the ground. "Well, I would let you if you really feel that way, but.." You glance to your right. "I already made plans with Todoroki-kun." "Oh, I see.." Inasa quickly lifts his head off the floor, a tint of red coating his cheeks. He wasn't expecting that you would have prior engagements. Todoroki internally grins, feeling quite proud that you decided to choose him instead of going with Inasa. He was expecting the Shiketsu student to leave until a voice breaks the short pause. "Why not let him join you? I mean, Inasa did come out all the way here." Mina suggests with a mysterious glint in her eyes while you glanced at the male, feeling a little guilty of his travels. ------- Todoroki has never had a problem with anyone until now. Why did the girls invite that guy to the cafe which was supposed to be only you and him? The three of you were sitting at the outside tables of the cafe, sipping on your preferred drinks. "I'm glad it's not raining, but it is a little bit hot out." You commented and both boys were quick with their replies. "I can use my ice." "Shall I use my wind to fan you?" Todoroki and Inasa exchange glares as you laugh a bit. "No, thank you. I'll be fine. I just need to get used to it." You took out your phone and opened one of your apps, suggesting that the three of you take a photo. "Oh yay! My favorite filter is back. I love this one. It makes me look pretty." "You don't need that filter. You're pretty already." Without thinking about it, the sentence slipped out of Inasa's lips. You blushed at his unexpected response, Inasa's words also surprising Todoroki. "Th-thank you." You outstretched your arm as you steadied your phone, attempting to fit three heads on the screen. "There. Now we're all pretty!" You take a few more pictures before sharing them and focusing back on your beverages. ------- You wandered around the area after leaving the coffee shop, walking a little bit ahead of the guys while you observed your surroundings. Todoroki stares at you for a bit then peeked over at the Shiketsu student, finding the loud male also staring at you. Todoroki scoffs quietly, fixing his eyes back to you. He wanted to spend time with you, not with him. Suddenly, there was a group of people ahead, arguing loudly with each other. A small crowd formed around them, creating traffic in your path. You heard one of them shout and fired off his quirk, causing the others to retaliate. "Watch out!" You saw pieces of a nearby building falling and you used your quirk to avert the debris. You quickly rushed to one of the people involved with the altercation, Shouto and Inasa running after you. "Hah? Are you with them, too!?" The stranger replies harshly when you tell him to stop. Before he uses his powers to harm you, a wall of ice prevents him from doing so. Some of his buddies went to attack you, but were swept away by a gust of wind. "Thank you!" You tell Todoroki and Inasa then went further into the growing brawl. The three of you managed to prevent any civilians from getting harmed as well as breaking up the fight. Other nearby heroes and first responders arrive a few minutes after you apprehended the last troublemaker. Inasa was interviewed by the police first while you and Shouto were getting checked out by one of the EMT staff. Once cleared, you waited off to the side for Inasa's interview to be finished and for your turn to be next. "I want to apologize." Todoroki knew he should be apologizing in a more quiet and appropriate setting, but he finally had your attention. "Apologize? What for?" You didn't feel like he wronged you in any way. "For the license exam. I was careless and I put you in danger. I wasn't thinking rationally and acted without any regard to my consequences. As a result, I made you fail-" "You didn't make me fail nor do I don't blame you, I promise. I'm not mad at you and I never was. I was upset at myself which was why I distanced myself from everyone, but I'm ready to move forward and try again." It was hard for him to forgive himself for nearly hurting you, but your bright smile reassured him that it was okay to move forward with you. -------- The three of you were walking Inasa to the train station after getting a free dinner from one of the restaurant owners who you saved. You felt your heart surge with happiness at the compliments and gratitude from the other citizens who survived unharmed, but the thought of your retake exam was inviting the anxiety back. "__(y/n)?" "Huh? Oh, yeah?" You turn to the voice and hand that brought you out from your thoughts. "We were talking about the restaurant and what you thought about it, but you didn't answer." Inasa places his hand back to his side. "You've been quiet since we left. Is the food not agreeing with you?" Todoroki thought you maybe had an upset stomach. "No, I'm fine." You laughed a little at Todoroki's assumption. "I'm just nervous. Our retake exam is close and I hope I do well. Today, it felt so nice helping those people. I want to keep doing that. I don't care about being number one, I just want to be a hero who can protect everyone." An awkward silence settles among the three of you while you look down on the floor, feeling a little embarrassed and guilty for bringing the mood down. "Ah!" Inasa suddenly yells and points behind you, making you jump slightly. Todoroki steps a bit closer to you, readying his ice quirk for any approaching threat. "What? What happened?" You scan around the area but didn't find anything alarming. "Why did you ye-" Todoroki's breath is stopped short when he catches Inasa place a kiss on your cheek. You're just as stunned, staring up at him with wide __(e/c) eyes and your cheeks glowing a bright scarlet. He also couldn't believe what he just did! "I-I know you'll be a great hero! You got that passion! I saw how you responded during that brawl and you were amazing. I also need to work hard so I can be able to catch up with you. It's okay if you don't believe in yourself yet. I'll believe hard enough for you!" He grins with his face a visible red color. Once he heard that his train would be arriving soon, he bows slightly, wishing you good luck with training and that he would message you once he was home. "Th-thank you! Good luck to you also!" You wave to the tall male, watching him pass through the turnstile and enter his train just in time. "We should head home, too." You say to Todoroki, your face finally returning to its normal color. He agrees, both of you heading to a different train station where it would lead to your school. ------ "Thank you for today. I had so much fun. I really needed that." You smile once Todoroki has walked you to your room. "You're welcome. We can do that more often if you'd like." "Yeah! That'd be great! We can invite Inasa again or maybe the others." Todoroki mentally sighed at how adorably oblivious you were. "You know, Inasa isn't the only one who believes in you." He begins. "Since we started here at UA, I've seen how much you progressed. Yes, you've had some failures, but you never gave up and kept going. That is why I also have no doubt that you'll become who you want to be." "Thank you, Todoroki-kun. I really appreciate you guys giving me a confidence boost." Next time, you'll be cheering for them also. "Of course. How would you like to train together tomorrow? Maybe we can help each other prepare and give out some pointers?" "That'd be great! I'd like that a lot." You agree with his plan. "I'll come by your room tomorrow morning and we'll walk together to the training grounds." "Sounds good!" "Alright, I'll see you then. Have a good night." Before you could reply back, you saw him lean in close and lightly kiss your cheek. A sudden heat flashes across your face as you momentarily freeze and stare up at him with big, doe-like eyes. Todoroki chuckles lightly at your cute expression, his lips relaxing into a small smile as he heads back to his room. He wasn't going to let Inasa get ahead of him. Once you realize he was walking further away, you quickly shout back to him. "G-good night, Todoroki-kun!" As soon as he's out of sight, you enter your room, your face blooming again with red. You could feel the warmth on your palms as your hands held your cheeks. Just when you thought you didn't have anything else to worry about. 

[ihatebnha]

todoroki + inasa

You are the luckiest girl in the world.

You must be. You have to be. 

You hadn’t meant to catch two of them at once. You didn’t even think that one of them would want to stick around. Not with a civilian, at least, so below a Pro Hero’s class that it’s not even funny. 

And yet, as you have long come to accept, both men, born of money, power, status, of refined tastes and the ability to have anything they could ever want, chose you to smother with affection.

You were shy at first, dancing around Shoto Todoroki’s attempts at taking you out, constantly keeping a hand on you, making sure your dresses sat right and that your hair was pinned correctly… because at the same time, you were also seeing Inasa Yoarashi, who would often try to overshadow Todoroki’s affection and care with the demand that you take a break from being someone’s show pony to sit on his lap and smother his face with pink chapstick kisses, meeting your lips every so often to give you tongue whenever he thought your attention was... elsewhere. 

Both of them are needy for your affection, attention, anything… Desperate to love you the way that they wish they were, taken care of, unconcerned, such that they are now show-offs; the both of them always competing with each other for you to the point where you finally had to make the agreement you barely managed to work out between the three of you months ago.

They’d give you anything, everything you could ever want, if you only gave them your love. 

And in your stupor, overwhelmed by gifts and kisses and the devotion of two attractive boys who wanted nothing more than to make you the happiest girl in the world, you found yourself unable to decide, saying that you wanted them both. 

And since it was you, since it was love, they had agreed to share.  

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Inasa yoarashi has the biggest dick you’ve ever seen. Inasa Yoarashi is the biggest dick you’ve ever taken. 

And it’s currently shoved so far down your throat you’re sure you’ll be coughing up cum for a week. 

You watch as his heavy chest heaves from where you kneel below him, your pretty, hickey-covered tits on display as you gag on his cock, one of his big hands resting on the back of your head, helping to steady your up and down bobbing as you do your best to give him the best blowie he’s ever had in his life. 

His grin is wide, primal, eyes glazed over as he watches you take him, nose pressing into the knuckles of your hand as you attempt to stroke what your mouth cannot reach. 

You are gorgeous, small compared to him, as practically everyone is, and he is delighted, enraptured at the sigh of you below him...

However, he is not the only one looking at you with hungry, impatient eyes, as the moment is ruined by a soft voice and even softer eyes. 

“Move over,” says Todoroki, contrasting the loud lilt of Inasa’s own voice, a deep whine escaping his lips when you pull yourself off of his cock to flutter your eyelashes in Todoroki’s direction. You watch as he moves to take a spot at Inasa’s side, the hand that’s gripping the shaft of his aching cock telling you that he’s absolutely sick of waiting for his turn. 

Though his dick is smaller, it’s not by much, and you can’t help but reach out to replace his hand with your own, giving his length a few pumps at least to prepare him for your mouth. 

When you do start to take him, kissing his shaft before moving to suckle the tip, it’s not long before he’s hitting the back of your throat over and over, all the time you spent sucking off Inasa having prepared you for this moment.  

And Todoroki can’t help but sigh, using one of his hands to smooth back your hair gently as Inasa desperately rubs the tip of his cock across your cheek while you work him, his large hand having moved from the back of your head to get himself off in the absence of your mouth. 

“Baby,” he coos. “Look at me.” 

He is almost desperate, always in the way he begs for your attention, as if one day Todoroki will steal you away for himself and never let him see you again, despite the fact that he never wants to make you sad and you love Inasa, too. 

Though you’re still working Todoroki’s cock, you meet Inasa’s eyes, your crows feet wrinkling as you smile up at him in an attempt to soothe the aching pain of missing your mouth around his cock. 

Todoroki, though ever the patient soldier, isn’t fond of your attention being elsewhere, at least in a moment of intimacy such as this, and he can’t help but puff up his chest. 

“You’re distracting,” he complains, glaring at the ever-widening smirk that Inasa has on his face for stealing away your attention, before suddenly pulling out of your mouth with a pop. 

Confused and panting, you knit your eyebrows together, before the hand Todoroki laid on your head moves to cup your jaw, his thumb smoothing over your bottom lip. 

“Tongue out.” 

Immediately you obey, letting the wet muscle dip past the curve of your lips, and it’s almost instantly that Todoroki presses his hips closer to your face, using the opportunity to slap his cock against your tongue, watching as your eyes roll back and drool drips down your chin. 

“Pretty girl,” he coos sweetly, enjoying the warmth of your hands on his thighs while he savors the fleeting bits of your attention, aware of the way Inasa has started reaching out for your face again, as well. 

“Back to me,” he says, almost dragging you away from Todoroki, your vision now blurred from the whiplash that comes with pleasing both of them. 

With your tongue still out, you only hear the way he hawks before he’s leaning down and squishing your cheeks together. Letting a glob of spit drip from his mouth into yours, he watches as it bubbles in the back of your throat until he’s pressing his tongue against yours and letting your spit mix in an attempt to french you feverishly. 

Though one might say that they’re too much, their hands and lips too bruising, their cocks too big to constantly be stuffed down your throat, and that nobody needs to be spoiled with the amount of money and power they spoil you with, you can’t help but feel so loved. 

Especially when, after romantic escapades such as this one, Inasa always kisses the cum off your lips and Todoroki tucks you into bed. 

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“I like the pink one.”

Todoroki stands next to you in front of one of the luxury store’s well-polished shelves, watching as you worry your lip between your teeth, glancing back and forth between two designer bags. 

“Why don’t we just get both,” Inasa says from behind you, fiddling with the tiny smartphone in his hands, stretched out on the white plush of one of the room’s couches, his massive form taking up almost the entire thing. “One from each of us.” 

You nod, slowly, turning to glance between their faces, but Todoroki is quick to catch your attention and dip his face to yours in a kiss so as not to let you look at your other boy. 

When he departs, your cheeks warm and his eyes intense, he plucks the pink leather bag off the shelf and plops it in your arms, the decision almost final. 

However, you still can’t help the concerned look you sport. 

“Shoto, it’s just... you got me a new purse last week.” 

As if the air in the room is gone, everything is silenced at your words. 

Todoroki’s eyes slide to your face, but Inasa is even quicker to respond.  

“He did?!” 

Instantly, as if he’s not 6’2 and almost 250 pounds of pure muscle, he’s at your side, thrusting the other little bag in your arms to match Todoroki, who has since crossed his arms at the gesture. 

You can’t help but blush, once again squeezed between the both of them as they glower at each other, knowing that later, when all three of you are back at your apartment, a new purse in each of their arms, you are going to be sore tomorrow. 

[bnhaclaimedmysoul]

a guide to our v-day special~

since a lot of you might have not noticed our fics around lately, here’s an easy guide to reading all our v-day special work. we hope you enjoy it   ❤️  ❤️  ❤️ 

Prompt 1: “Here, can you hold this for me?” “Hold what?” shoves hand in face “This.” with Bakugou Katsuki 

Prompt 2: Glitter with Tokoyami Fumikage

Prompt 3: Flowers with Kirishima Eijirou

Prompt 4: Freckles with Kaminari Denki

Prompt 5: Love at first sight with Hitoshi Shinsou

Prompt 6: Secret admirer with Gang Orca

Prompt 7: Arcade Date with Kirishima Eijirou

Prompt 8: “Hey it’s snowing!” “Oh yeah it i-” snowmall smashes into face with Monoma Neito

Prompt 9: “Candy’s on sale let’s raid the store!” “Hell yeah!” with Sero Hanta 

Prompt 10: Notebooks with Todoroki Shouto

Prompt 11: Cookies with Togata Mirio

Prompt 12: “Oh look, ice cream!” “[Pet name] it’s winter -” with Bakugou Katsuki

Prompt 13: Forehead kisses with Inasa Yoarashi

Prompt 14: First date with Kyouka Jirou

Prompt 15: Forced date with Hitoshi Shinsou

Prompt 16: Old pictues with Iida Tenya

Prompt 17: “Nuh-uh. I’m kissing every one of those until you feel better.” with Fatgum

Prompt 18: Confessions with Bakugou Katsuki

Prompt 19: Promise Rings with Sero Hanta

Prompt 20: Paint with Iida Tenya

[mha-academia]

To the people that ship Todoroki with anyone,

Would he take the other’s last name to get rid of the Todoroki?

Or keep his last name to own it?

[ceroswrites]

“How they kiss; boys edition”

author’s note: this took me two weeks a month two MONTHS to write,,, i havent kissed someone in like?? 6 years so feel free to euthanize me at anything that makes you go ‘huh??’

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Denki Kaminari

His lips are finely shaped, however they fit perfectly with the contours of his face. They hold a tincture of a rosy pink shade, like most of his features. Whether it’s from the high voltage of electricity running throughout him like the electrical lines of a telephone pole or your ethereal presence gracing his eyes...is still up for debate.

He’s always ready to kiss you! He can’t help himself but to swoop in and steal a kiss from those pretty lips of yours! He’ll kiss you anywhere, anytime-just say the words and he’s yours!

Like a track on repeat, whenever his lips meet yours, he tilts his head, kindred to a puppy tilting it’s head, and releases a content sigh. Just touching you-even ever so slightly, even just one of your pinky fingers brushing agaisnt the skin of one of his-feels like home to him. The actions itself bring a sense of relief and completion to his very soul.

Sometimes, you can hear the surface of his skin humming when you press a kiss to his lips, like a loud charger hungrily sucking up power. When his hands intertwine with yours, you can feel the thrumming underneath the tips of your fingers, like the static clinging to an old television screen. You can see golden arcs of electricity dancing off of his flustered cheeks when you pull away, his pupils dark and blown.

But on the other hand, there’s been one too many a time, that you’ve leaned in to kiss him without warning and the static buildup on his skin was just too much to bare. There’s nothing like a mild electrocution from Denki, both of you yelling ‘ow’ and colliding heads while trying to get away from each other.

He’s also ruined more than a few good hairdos kissing you, the static electricity traveling from his lips onto yours. He laughs at your floating strands of hair when the two of you separate.

His sunshine eyes crinkle mischievously as he covers your cheeks with as many kisses as he possibly can, all while his fingers mercilessly tickle at your sides. He loves hearing you laugh, seeing your smile stretch from ear to ear and tears budding in the corner of your eyes while you try to escape from his wrathful hands.

His smell changes commonly to whatever the most popular brand of body spray or cologne currently is, Denki follows the trends and does what is deemed 'cool' without a second thought it seems. But, when he pulls you closer to meet his lips with yours, his faint natural scent is revealed to you, the faint and sharp burn of ozone.

Eijirou Kirishima

His lips are strongly sculpted, akin to a greecian statue brought to life. His facial features appear chiseled from one angle-high cheekbones that put even gods to shame and a jawline so sharp that it could be weaponized-but, from a different approach, he gives the impression of being so incredibly soft-warm carmine eyes gazing at you with more light and love than could ever be comprehended while the corners his lips raise ever so tenderly and forming into a sizable smile with his sharp fangs bared for all the world to see. Ah, the duality of man.

His lips-and face-are littered with scars and nicks of varying sizes from his teeth and the combat he’s seen. They’re not too entirely soft to kiss as his skin has grown harder from his Quirk overtime, but he makes up for it by kissing you with as much passion that he could possibly muster; which is a lot because Eijirou is passionate about you if nothing else.

He’s warm to the touch: his face, hands and lips are like a furnace that you can’t turn off. But, why would you want to turn it off? He’s a free space heater that can hug and kiss you?!

He always tries to ask for your permission as he leans in to kiss you, regardless of the situation or the amount of times you’ve exasperatedly repeated that he doesn’t really need to ask anymore. He insists he only asks because it’s the ‘manly thing’ to do!

Eiji is a sucker for cheek kisses, either it be receiving or giving doesn’t matter to him. He loves to throw his arms around you and embrace you as tight as physically possible while he stamps dozens upon dozens of kisses all across your face, mapping your features out with his lips. Inbetween the kisses, praise spills from his mouth like a waterfall-endless, noisy and forceful. He couldn’t stop himself if he wanted to-which he doesn’t. He loves you! He’s so happy that you’re his!

He’s the king of butterfly kisses. He lives for resting his forehead atop of yours, leaning his frame into you until there’s no space for even air to slip inbetween the both of you. His dark lashes fluttering along your skin while his ruby eyes stare deeply into yours, before leaning his head down ever so slighty to place a kind, tender peck on the tip of your nose.

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: Kirishima Eijirou is passionate. He doesn’t do anything half-hearted, especially when it comes to loving you. He loves you at 100, nothing more and nothing less. He can’t help but to let his eyes trail over to your frame and feel his heart clench as he becomes overwhelmed with an intense ardor, like kindling to a hungry flame.

He’s embarrassed by it, but sometimes he gets a little too wrapped in his affections for you-his hands trailing and grabbing at you while his lips ravenously devour yours-that his jagged teeth accidentally snag into your lips. He’s so sorry when it happens.

When he brings you in for a tight hug-his strong arms engulfing you and pulling you into his chest-you can catch the faint scent of something similar to petrichor, like a rock left out in arid air before the heavens rain upon it.

Hanta Sero

His lips are fairly average, nothing that immediately catches your eye at first, but you finally notice it once you get a good, lengthy glance at his face. He has a very nice cupids bow. It’s the perfect length and depth, a blessing from Aphrodite herself.

His lips-much like his skin-are incredibly supple and healthy, so soft to the touch that it nearly hurts to kiss him. The amount of effort he puts into himself is awe-inspiring, the way that lights catch on his lips, his cheeks, his whole being-almost like glass reflecting the sun and illuminating everything close.

Hanta’s kisses are slow and sweet, like amber honey seeping from a bottle. He wants to take his time with you. He’s all yours and he’s not going anywhere so there’s no need to rush. Even a single quick peck on your lips feels like an eternity.

It’s a visual you’ve seen plenty of times; the palms of his warm hands cusping your face tenderly-almost like how one would hold something delicate, holding it with all the care and love in the world-his thumbpads tracing imaginary circles into your skin while his warm eyes gaze down at you with obvious, obligatory love in them before diving in to close the gap between you, a rush of breath on your lips and a faint draft of oranges as his lips meet yours.

He always smiles into his kisses, grinning like a chesire, his lips lazily shaping contra to the form of yours.

But he isn’t always so pacified around you, as much as he wants you to think he’s cool, his nerves can get the best of him and he can get real clumsy, real fast.

Once while riding an uncommon romantic vibe, he spontaneously wrapped his tape around your forearm to reel you into a kiss, but pulled you far faster than he anticipated, colliding your skulls together painfully. Now stuck together, caccooned in so much tape that neither of you can tell where it begins and ends, chests smooshed together and heaving with uncontrollable laughter. His forehead pressed to yours, strands of ebony hair tickling your skin before he swoops in to steal a kiss, the sounds of laughter between you silenced.

He carries the scent of tea tree and wisteria-his prefered essential oils-with the faint yet heavy musk of incense. With his arm thrown around your shoulders and hugging you closer to him, his scent gradually trickling into your nose, you can’t help but feel relaxed.

Izuku Midoriya

The shape of lips aren’t anything particularly extraordinary, if anything they’re just as plain as the rest of his face. However, his bottom lip has a slight adorable pout.

His lips are firm however, just barely shy of any semblance of the word soft. It’s indistinct from view, but more than noticeable when you press your lips to his-the sensation of a series of diminutive scars decorating them. His skin is wreathed with them, all varying sizing and depth, yet all telling a singular tale. You can feel them when your hand is interlaced with his, the ridges and dips prominent under your fingertips and palms. You never hesitate to lay your love upon them-kisses on his shoulders, his arms, his hands, all the way down to his knuckles-he’s flustered naturally but these are his favorite type of kisses.

He loves to lock his fingers with yours when you kiss, his calloused hands holding yours ever so tightly yet gently while his rough thumbpad trails along your knuckles with rapt attention.

Deku’s kisses are all so different.

Meek and mild pecks graced upon your cheeks while he mutters quiet praise under his breath-a mile a minute with no end in sight-his cheeks dusted with rose. Eventually, it becomes too much for him-you’re so cute, there’s no way you could be this cute!-and he pulls away with nervous laughter, trying to hide his face away from the radiance you emit like a miniature sun and only braving to sneak a glance when you return your affection by kissing any open sliver of face that you can reach.

Torturously drawn out kisses that were clearly calculated and very deliberate. Lips molding against yours with a controlled yet voracious appetite, like a dam just barely holding back a flood of desires, while his hands explore your body with a meticulous curiosity, repositioning his hands and himself to your muffled hums and squeaks like a virtuoso diligently practicing a piece until they can play it to perfection.

Sweet and tender kisses, the tip of his nose tickling yours as Izuku gazes at you with warm and open eyes, his love for you genuine and transparent. His solid arms wrapped around you tightly and protectively, like a bird wrapping its wings around its mate. It’s entirely impossible for him to explain just how dear you are to him, how your sheer existence brings the sun into his life. He doesn’t ever want to let go.

His scent is normal and plain-soft fragrant lavender and clean laundered fabric-it’s so very him.

However, when you catch him after a long strenuous day of hero work-a bruised and scarred arm looped around you and pulling you into a defined chest-you can catch the faint metallic of blood under the sweet heavy fragrance of jasmines. The only explanation you recieve is that it’s his Quirk.

Katsuki Bakugou

The shape of his lips are absolutely perfect, with arcs and curves to match that of a supermodel. They are a blessing from the gods themselves, built entirely in their flawless imagery. Now, if only he could stop using them to be so callously cruel to others.

His lips are soft and supple, a juxtaposition to how hard and rough Katsuki is. They arch into a nasty and foul scowl-without fail, it’s practically instinct for him-whenever you lean in for a kiss. His tongue is poised with barbed jabs and teases as he slips a hand underneath your chin, shepherding you closer to his lips. His body language and words are like that of a poisonous creature-colorful and loud, a warning sign to everyone to stay the fuck away(how unfortunate that you never seemed to get the memo).

Just know that Katsuki will never pull away from contact with you, no matter how volatile his tone is or how scrunched up his face is in one of his classic grimaces. Katsuki does not run or hide, he will always meet you head on and match your affection times a million. It may not seem like it as he’s far too good at concealing his emotions and if he had it his way-and he always has it his way-he would never take his lips off of yours.

However, his Quirk demands otherwise. The high amounts of nitroglycerin running through him is absolutely near-toxic in high doses. As much it pains him, he can only sparingly shower with you so many kisses before he sends you into shock. Literally.

His kisses have a sugary sweet aftertaste, like an expensive burnt caramel sauce from a boujee parisian pâtisserie. It is one of the most delectable saccharine flavors you have ever tasted and he is absolutely aware how much power he has over you. However his kisses may taste sweet, but they’re anything but.

Katsuki’s kisses are hungry. He is voracious and insatiable in claiming you, like a wildfire leaping at dry kindling. You are defenseless in his death grip-like prey trapped with no visible way out and, he, a predator closing in with a contemptuous glare-and honestly? Do you really have any intention to escape? Frenzied and heated hands pulling and clutching at your waist to bring you in closer-followed by a heavy exhale-then shoving underneath your shirt, desperate for skin to skin contact.

But, his kisses can also be like the end of a fire about to give out-just ever so warm and fleeting. A quick and meaningful kiss upon your temple, lingering for just a moment to whisper a hushed ‘I love you’ into your skin and suddenly-like red hot embers extinguishing into ashes-the moment is vanished.

As much as he loathes to admit it, Katsuki smells like rich and sweet ambrosial caramel-overwhelmingly smokey and thick-it follows him like a cloud and increases in its strength depending on how many explosions he’s let loose that day. He can pretend to be disgruntled as he likes, but he does enjoy how you cuddle him so tightly when he smells good.

Shouto Todoroki

He has a charmingly full pair of lips that are tinted such a pretty shade of pink that could put even a rose to shame. They compliment his face perfectly as he is made of more soft and sloping curves rather than sharp and rugged angles. They stay fixed in what seems like a permanent glower most of the time...unless he’s looking in your direction with gentle eyes, a small smile blooming on his face.

Speaking of his face, his scar isn’t simply centered around his eye. It dapples and flecks down the side of his face, like the pattern that the sun creates when it leaks down throughout the wavering treetops. He loves when you ghost your thumb along the edges of his each and every blemish, your tender touch makes him feel a new kind of loved he has never known before and would happily spend the rest of his life diligently studying to know.

In the beginning, any kiss initiated between the two of you was awkward and robotic-teeth clunking noisily against each other and painfully bumping noses into one another-and he would even go to lengths to dodge or avoid kisses. It’s easy to think that maybe he didn’t quite like you as much as you thought he did, but eventually he bluntly admits that he doesn’t like to kiss you because he can’t figure out what to do with the rest of his body.

It takes him an incredibly long amount of time and so much very, very, very mortifying practice for him to become even remotely comfortable with the act of kissing.

Even still, he doesn’t leave kisses on your lips particularly often-rather, he prefers to save those other special occasions. He has other ways to show you his affections however.

He reverently holds your hands as if he’s a simple humble mortal falling to worship to will of an ethereal higher power-it’s you, you’re the light of his life-gradually threading his fingers with yours as he memorizes every bone, vein, muscle, scar, bump and ridge on your palms like it’s a map to all the secrets in the universe. When his thorough inspection is finally finished after what seems like ages, he raises your fingertips to his lips and presses an intimate kiss to the individual pad of each finger. His calico eyes never wander from yours, you have his full attention, all of his love and adoration and he never wants you to forget that.

With a deep and airy chuckle, he brushes the strands of hair from your forehead and leans down to place a chaste kiss on your forehead, lips forming words of praise and reverence into your skin like a mantra.

Any skinship shared with you leaves him floating on cloud nine and he’s not sure he ever wants to come down. Just let him waft in your love all day, please.

He has two distinct smells under his expensive cologne; one is like sharp and frigid ice, the kind of cold that pierces your lungs whenever you take a breath and the other is deep and smokey like a blaze at a smoldering rest but ready to leap out unpredictably.

BONUS:

Inasa Yoarashi

His lips are large and well-defined-unsurprisingly identical to his mountainous frame-it’s clear to see that they match him perfectly. And they are very soft. You don’t stand a chance against them.

Inasa’s skin is harder than his lips, however-to adapt to the cold temperatures from the air he weilds-you can feel the rough skin on his hands when he cusps your cheeks as he arches down to eagerly place a kiss on your lips with a broad and glowing smile.

He was so excitable the first time he kissed you. So excited, in fact, that he missed your lips entirely and instead smashed his skull directly into yours with a force that most humans shouldn’t be able to survive. He’s still sorry for giving you that concussion.

He loves to sweep you up into passionate kisses, wrapping his big and strong arms around you and pulling you into his muscular body until your feet are dangling in the air. Inasa’s lips are smashed into yours and he’s smiling like a madman into the kiss as the wind is picking up from his elated mood, pulling at the both of you like a playful child.

He always laughs so boisterously when you part from a kiss.

He carries the scent of cold, crisp and fresh mountain air. It’s from the wind that he controls with his Quirk, it wraps around him like a blanket.

[bnha-scenerios-imagines]

May I request hcs with Inasa and Todo with s/o who was given up for adoption not long after their quirk manifested when they were young, and is also ill-treated in their new family because of that unwanted quirk?

Inasa

He doesn’t notice it when you two first meet. He just assumes your bruises and cuts are from training, since you always seemed to push yourself.

Really it takes quite some time before he notices the way you look more and more torn down.

It’s not until you break down, shaking from how tired you are that he finally sees that somethings wrong.

He can try and figure it out but he’s kind of oblivious so he thinks it more of you constantly pushing yourself and the pressures of school.

School is part of the problem, but not the main focus.

You tell him everything, his one hand wrapped around your back, holding you up. While his other hand grips your own.

He gets upset about hearing this,

“How dare they! Your quirk is wonderful (Name)! And the fact that you’re working to be a hero shows just how wonderful and kind you are! I will accept you with loving arms!”

He wraps you in a tight hug, whispering to you comforting words as you sink into his embrace, accepting the comfort he was offering you.

He tries to get you setup with a better living condition, which mostly includes him asking you to stay over at his place and you sneaking out so you can.

It’s not ideal, but your adoptive guardians don’t seem to notice, so it’s the best. And you prefer sleeping close to your boyfriend than in that home.

Todoroki

He’s kinda got a sixth sense for these kind of things so he figures out that your home life isn’t too great.

But he knows better than to force you to talk to you about it. He knows the kind of shame it brings. And it has to be something thats effecting you negatively since you tend to spend most of your days at school until the late evening

Then, when you’re forced to move into the dorms you ask to meet up at a park near his home.

It’s there that you spill everything, holding his hand tightly as you express your fears.

“They want to get rid of me, I know that, but I’m scared that they hate me enough to keep me from going to school-“

“They won’t. I won’t let them,”

He takes both of your hands in his as he speaks to you so clearly that it’s hard not to believe him,

“You have such a brilliant quirk that you’re working hard to control. To think that people are treating you in such an unfair way upsets me but it shows your strength. You’re not letting anyone get in your way of becoming a hero (Name). You’re so strong and bright. Your guardians can’t keep that away from you, not if they don’t want to fight with the entire class of 1A”

You laugh at that, finding comfort in the small joke he slipped in.

“Even mineta?”

“It disgusts me to think how excited he would be to stand with us, probably hoping you’d reward him somehow.”

You smile, bumping your head into his shoulder, his chin resting upon it as you bask in him embrace.

Your shoulders feel a lot lighter now..

[reading-hub]

GOOD BOYS OF MHA™ - First Kiss:

Ft. Midoriya, Tokoyami, Shouto, Inasa, & Shinsou

IZUKU MIDORIYA

It was few months into the relationship, shocker in all honesty.

Izuku was too much of a sweetheart to ever initiate the first move, ever!

He didn’t want to come off as a jerk and take advantage of you, so he just waited, and waited, and waited, and waited...

And waited till it was to the point where Denki or Mineta pointed it out and asked Midoriya if they even kissed yet.

To which Midoriya panicked and felt guilty as ever.

Midoriya confronted you, asking if he’s been a good enough for you.

The question itself bawked onto you. Why was he so worrisome about the status of your relationship suddenly? To which you assured him millions of times that he’s been the best. Going so far as to say he’s probably the best boyfriend of you’ve ever had.

He still didn’t buy it, mumbling to himself as to how he could make it up to you, but before he even realized, your hands placed onto both sides of his head, and kissed him.

Deku.exe has stopped working

Gaining composure, he vowed that he’d put your needs first before anything else. You sweetly kissed his freakled cheeks in response.

FUMIKAGE TOKOYAMI

This one was a bit of a stretch into the relationship.

You both were aware that you couldn’t do a lot things that most couples do. Tokoyami only felt a wave of guilt crash into him, knowing full well you could be much happier with someone who didn’t have a giant bird head.

Seeing him like this always broke your heart.

He just wanted the same experience as others do when in a relationship, and there was only so much you could do as his partner.

The first thing you did was hold onto him, like it would be the last, reassuring him that you love him, regardless of his looks.

All this sudden warmth and closeness made you daring.

Without thinking, you kissed the side of his face, thinking to be his cheek, almost near his beak.

The sudden action made Tokoyami stiff in response, wondering what came of you at that moment.

You giggled in embarrassment and cheekiness, “I guess that’s the closest thing to a kiss we’re going to get, huh?”

He hummed in reply, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

SHOUTO TODOROKI

It was at his dorm, the two of you were simply just hanging out, just enjoying each other’s company.

Shouto is a very private person, letting very few people in his inner space. But you know that he’s trying his best when working with other people, little by little.

You remember doubting yourself that Shouto could be with whoever wants, idolize by many as a heartthrob and future pro hero thanks to his quirk.

Meanwhile, you felt very plain compared to him.

All of these inner worries and frustrations within your head, you vented to Shouto about.

His heart sank hearing you say all these things about yourself, while he was totally unaware of what was going on.

He didn’t know what to say at that moment, he felt powerless to even try to tell you with words...

Next thing you know, you felt a something lift up your chin, eyes immediately on his.

Wondering what he was getting at, he kissed you. And in response, you melted into the arms of your boyfriend’s, it was almost like he healed up any doubts about yourself with just one kiss...

“Do you still think your not worth it to be my girlfriend?”

“No...”

INASA YOARASHI

It was a spur of the moment kind of thing.

Inasa was persistent on taking you to multiple places, as to him one date wasn’t enough. He was always wanting to making each date a memorable one.

You two went to an outdoor mall just a couple of blocks away from where you lived. Inasa being the gentleman he is, wanted to spoil you in anyway he could that day.

A little hungry? He’s already in line to order a pretzel for you before you even realize.

Feet hurting you from walking too much? He lifts you up bridel style at ease, assuring you that he can hold onto you no matter how long. Meanwhile you’re embarrassed by the amount of people at the mall staring at you two.

Later during the day, you see one of those claw machines with the stuffed animals inside.

Inasa sees your eyes wander at the machine, and knows what he must do to make his girlfriend happy.

He inserts one quarter in the tiny slot, his hand grasps onto the stick that controls the claw, careful not to make any bad moves

The claw loosely grasp any toy that was underneath it, Inasa-who was sweating bullets, tried to put all his focus on the task at hand

You froze, as you kept your eyes on the claw that was holding onto the stuffed toy by its head, praying that it doesn’t fall off.

Annnnnd....plop.

A wave of excitement and cheer rose on you and Inasa as you saw the stuff toy go through the hole to claim your prize

You yelped in surprise, as Inasa lifted you up in celebration. You all in giddiness said “Thank you, Inasa, I could just kiss you right now!”

Pause.

Out of nowhere, Inasa took you up on that offer as he held your head close to him and finally kissing you...

HITOSHI SHINSOU

You were nervous to ever initiate something as intimate as kiss, especially towards Shinsou.

Your boyfriend was a very hard person to read.

Would he liked to be kissed? Should you make the first move or him? This was overthinking was getting to you...

Shinsou saw how troubled you looked, and asked you privately what’s been going on with you

You were hesitant on telling him everything. But you were scared he would laugh at you, thinking all this worry was for a dumb kiss???

He’d definitely think less of you, wouldn’t he?

You were so caught up in your head, you didn’t realize Shinsou was leaning down, closer to you than ever.

The warmth of his lips brought you back to reality, eyes widened as you couldn’t believe how close your lips were touching each other!!!

He released, your whole body still in shock at what just happened.

“Feeling better?” The smirk on his lips just showed how proud he was to finally kissing you, and your reaction was definitely the cherry of top.

You nodded vigorously, still dumbfounded as ever, trying to pull yourself together.

[quirkfics]

todoroki x reader x inasa with prompt 'late' please and thank you so much

“It’s not my fault we were late,” Inasa grumps, still struggling with his heavy shoes. There’s a tell tale blush creeping up the back of his neck that says he’s not telling the truth though.

“Wasn’t it?” Shouto asks, deadpan. He completely ignores the betrayed look Inasa directs his way. “You were the one who pulled me into that broom closet.”

“But it wasn’t to- I didn’t mean-” Inasa turns his head until you’re in his sights, expression mournful. “Shouto was the one who started kissing me!” Inasa insists, as if you’re going to start arguing with him. 

“Inasa,” Shouto says, his tone a little too short. Most people would assume he was angry, but you’re fairly sure he’s just exasperated. This… Happens a little more often than they would like to admit. “Why else would you drag me into a broom closet?”  

Inasa doesn’t answer for a few moments, wrenching off his boots with excessive force, ears and neck a lovely shade of red. “I was trying to startle you,” he says. “And then I was going to kiss you,” he confesses, sighing. “Don’t people like when-”

“You two are impossible,” you tease, draping your arms over Inasa’s broad shoulders. “I don’t mind missing a reservation or two - but you know... I do feel left out.” Both Shouto and Inasa look stricken with the knowledge. “Calm down,” you say with a laugh, and then wheeze when a whirlwind pushes you off balance- though both Shouto and Inasa each grab a hand before you can fall. 

“Let us make it up to you,” Shouto insists, sharing a quick glance with Inasa. “We can still make the reservation, can’t we?” 

“If we fly,” Inasa says with a grin.

“That’s not what-”

“And maybe a broom closet after?” Shout asks, brow arched.

[bnha-thots]

How would Inasa and Todoroki handle a short, shy s/o? Poly relationship head cannons if you accept those, if not then I’m fine with separate

i love poly relationships omg thank you for requesting this

-Mod Shinslut

Inasa x Reader x Todoroki

- Inasa’s more outgoing, and tries to get you to go out more often, even if it’s for mundane things. He’s also very eccentric, so your outings are very random. “(Y/N), I heard there’s a new action movie, we gotta check it out!!!” “(Y/N), did you hear persimmons are on sale at the supermarket? Let’s buy a box of them!!” There’s never a boring date with Inasa. Todoroki, on the other hand is more chill; he’s a stay-at-home kind of guy. He really likes to read side-by-side with you on the couch, or even watch movies at home. Dates with both of them are very interesting. Either Inasa is cheering loudly at the theater, spilling popcorn on both you and a very annoyed Todoroki, or he’s talking over the movie you and Todoroki wanted to watch. Sometimes Todoroki gets annoyed and snaps at him, but his icy attitude flies over Inasa’s head, because he’s just glad that they get along enough to share an S/O aka you. It’s kind of endearing. 

- They’re both very protective over you. Doubly so because you’re short. Because you’re dating two elite up-and-coming pro-heroes, no one’s laying a finger on you, without turning into a human popsicle and/or getting blown away by a gale wind. 

- The relationship probably started because Inasa took an interest in you first. He’s pretty… honest about his feelings, and after a couple dates, it wasn’t long before you met his “friend,” Todoroki (who seemed to consider the term “friend” a loose one, if anything). After realizing the two of you also got along particularly well, Inasa was the one to bring up the idea of a polyamorous relationship, innocent bean as he was. It took a lot of convincing and compromising, but the three of you have an interesting and varied dynamic: the vivacity and hype of Inasa combined with the cool and aloofness of Todoroki makes for a very interesting relationship. There’s never a boring day.

- Inasa loves to give hugs, especially because you’re small. He’s the type to wrap you in his arms and swing you around, sometimes with your other lover in tow because oops didn’t see you there Todoroki! Todoroki is more reserved with physical affection, but he does enjoy being close to you with cute, gentle hugs. He really likes small, affectionate actions like rubbing noses together or forehead kisses too. Whereas Inasa is more um, loud with his affection. 

- There’s a little rivalry between them. Inasa turns it into one. He’s always competing with Todoroki to see who’s a better, more attentive boyfriend. Whether it’s getting you a better anniversary present, or winning you the biggest plushie at the aracade. But he also unconsciously hogs all your attention because his presence is just bigger. Todoroki gets a little miffed he’s not jealous, but makes up for it with smaller, more meaningful actions. Like, he’ll bring you a flower that reminds him of you. Inasa, in retaliation, will bring you a whole freaking bouquet of the same flowers. 

- Inasa’s always putting stuff on the highest shelves by accident. He doesn’t realize it’s hard for you or Todoroki to reach it. He also tends to leave his cape in random places, which has led to you tripping over it at times, and an angry lecture from Todoroki. Todoroki is definitely more conscious and considerate of his roommates, and is a tidy person who leaves things within arm’s reach for you. 

- Inasa thinks it’s hilarious if you wear his shirts, because they’re so big on you, they drape loosely over your tiny frame. Todoroki’s shirts fit better, but they’re still pretty loose. Inasa gets jealous if he sees you wearing Todoroki’s shirts all the time though, so that whenever you’re too lazy to find your own pajamas, his shirts are just coincidentally laid out for you. 

- Both of them are likely to forget anniversaries and important dates, to be honest. Inasa because he’s kind of an airhead, so even if he’s constantly making mental notes of your anniversary, he ends up losing track of what day it is, whereas Todoroki is usually so busy and focused on one task he forgets things like dates. But once both of them realize it’s your anniversary, they have a brief moment of panic. They both recognize the significance of dates, and will probably brainstorm on how to make each milestone in your relationship special. It’s one of the few moments where they cooperate. 

- You’re almost never cold. You’ve got one big, beefy boy and one space heater to cuddle with at night. You usually end up latching onto Todoroki’s left side, though, because Inasa tends to hog the blankets and leave the two of you freezing at night. When Inasa wakes up from Todoroki kicking him though, he makes sure to wrap you in his arms and warm you up.  

- Todoroki likes to nap on you on his days off. He gets annoyed if Inasa wakes him up with his loud, booming voice. Honestly, you may have to schedule some “quiet time” when you’re all together, because both you and Todoroki enjoy some peace and quiet from time to time. Inasa’s only really quiet when he’s asleep though and even then his snores sound like a chainsaw so you usually end up with two very sleepy boys snuggling into your sides. 

[scarofthewind]

“I Love You” (MHA Boys)

A/N: Here is a wonderful break from the horror genre I usually write. Enjoy!

Prompt: The first time they say they love you

Characters: Some of class 1A and some extras!

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Aoyama Yuga: As silly as it may sound, the moment he laid eyes on you he knew you were made for him. After months of him trying to win your heart over, you finally caved and began dating. It wasn’t until you were at the mall trying clothes on for a school dance that he confessed. In the middle of the food court, surrounded by many people, he shouted his undying love for you. “My (Y/N)! My sweet, delicate flower; the light of my life, I love you.” Aoyama was a flashy guy, therefore, he had to be flashy when it came to this, even if it meant you being embarrassed. 

Bakugo Katsuki: You’d been right beside him just a second ago and now you were being held hostage; pressed against the blade of a villain who stood behind you. You gave your lover a look that told him to leave but you knew he wouldn’t, not until he had you safe in his arms. Calling his name, his eyes found yours and his heart sank. “I love you.” He whispered so quietly, the villain asked him to speak up. “Don’t hurt her!” Bakugo barked back. Thankfully, in the end, you found his arms safe and sound and returned those three words he never thought he’d hear. 

Iida Tenya: Despite his uptight personality in the classroom, Iida’s personality shifted when he was alone with you. The moment he knew he loved you was when he woke up with you in his arms. You were pulled tight against his large frame, sleeping soundly in the morning light. His eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room before he kissed your forehead softly, watching your eyes flutter open. You looked up at him and he smiled, pressing his lips to yours for a split second, “I love you.” 

Kaminari Denki: In every drunk statement, there lies the truth. Denki was far from sober and it looked as though half of his buddies were all drunk as well. The karaoke night was something the boys all did every month to catch up on life after UA. Tonight, they had invited some of the girls and Denki’s long time love; you. All it took was for you to move some hair from his eyes while he not-so-noticeably stared at you, and the words tumbled from his lips. “I’ve always loved you, y’know.” It took you by surprise but he was startled when you blushed and said it back. 

Kirishima Eijiro: A villain attack had happened so fast, no one was prepared. Kirishima did his best to keep you at his side but at one point you both got separated. When he managed to find you again, he stopped running towards you and his heart sped up. With wide eyes, he watched you body slam one of the villains into the ground, using your quirk to knock them unconscious. “I love you.” He said suddenly, surprising himself and you. Turning to face him, you flashed him a smile and said it back. 

Sero Hanta: The arcade lights were beautiful against your skin as you waited in line for laser tag. Sero did his best to brag about how good he was at this but you simply ignored him. Having dated for a while, Sero thought he knew everything about you; but nothing could prepare him for the ass-beating he got when you won the game. You had tackled him from behind, shooting at his vest and smiling down at him. He stared up at you with absolute love and pride in his eyes and heart, “I love you so much.” He grinned, watching you blush before quietly saying it back. “But I will win in the rematch.” He still lost.

Shoji Mezo: It was during the holidays when he realized that he loved you. He took you out one night to the middle of town to watch the tree be lit up. The soft smile on your lips as you drank your hot chocolate made his chest tighten. Shoji didn’t even realize the lights had been turned on until you looked up at him. The gleam in your eyes and the way you smiled at him made his heart ache with so much adoration. “I love you.” He said bashfully, watching your eyes widen in surprise before taking his hand in yours and saying those three little words back. 

Todoroki Shoto: The boy was so nervous he thought he’d dig a hole and put himself in it. It was the first time you were meeting his mother and the boy felt sick to his stomach at the thought of her hating you. However, all of those thoughts vanished when he came back from the restroom and saw the two of you laughing. His heart calmed and a small smile graced his lips knowing that you two got along really well. “I love her.” He told his mom, watching your eyes widen slightly before you smiled and responded. His mother one hundred percent approves. 

Tokoyami Fumikage: Nothing but the sound of rain could be heard from inside the empty library. You volunteered there and often saw the hero, thus growing a relationship that went from friendly to romantic. It was a gloomy day that prevented everyone from stopping by to return or check out books; except Tokoyami. You sat together in the gothic literature section, his voice carrying out the sentences of the book you were both looking at when all of a sudden he stopped. “(Y/N), if I may, I need to tell you something.” He about gave you a heart attack but he continued, “I do believe that I have fallen in love with you.” 

Shinso Hitoshi: He didn’t really want to go to another party that Denki had thrown, but you practically dragged him along anyway. Thankfully, the party consisted of about twenty people and it was pretty laid back, much to his liking. Shinso was busy staring into his cup that most defiantly did not have alcohol in it, when you came up to him. Denki was the king of beer pong, until you showed up and beat him, five times in a row. Shinso couldn’t help but chuckle watching Denki grow irritated that his streak was broken and the purple haired male walked up to you and kissed your head whispering in your ear, “Have I ever told you how much I love you?” 

Inasa Yoarashi: The restaurant was too fancy for your liking but you were glad that you got to see Inasa and have a nice, relaxing dinner. You noticed that he had been very quiet during the meal and when you asked him about it, he caved. He took your hands in his from across the table and said your name in a way that you thought he was about to break up with you. “I’ve been waiting for the right time to tell you this; I love you.” He said with a blush on his face. You let out a sigh of relief and smiled at him, returning the phrase. The rest of the dinner was loud on his part, his nerves finally leaving and his usual self returning. 

Mirio Togata: You sat by his side, tending to his wounds and not saying a word. You didn’t know what you could say to him that would make him feel better; he’d lost everything. Nighteye, his quirk; you could feel the depressed aura that was floating around him and it hurt you to see him like this. When the festival rolled around, Eri stuck to his like glue and you were happy to see his smiling face again, knowing that he sill carried hope. At one point, he grabbed your hand and faced you, “Thank you for staying with me through all this and not giving up on me. I really do love you, (Y/N).” You blushed at his words and let him kiss you.