#todoroki shoto fluff

[tired-teacher-blog]

Shouto didn't have to reveal his relationship status for his friends to figure out he was in one.

Their first clue was that little phone charm hanging from his device cutely, it was colorful in an almost childish way, opposing his style and personality but he showed it off proudly.

Another thing that peaked their interest was the mouthwatering bento box he started bringing to work with him instead of whatever horrid concoctions he used to make for himself, he cannot cook to save his life, so there must be someone else who's now taking care of that.

Besides all that, he actually started smiling more and his face was no longer expressionless as it used to be, especially when on the phone with a mysterious someone, speaking softly and ending the call with a quiet 'I love you' when he thought no one was listening.

However, they didn't need to ask about this special someone's identity for them to easily figure out it was you.

He wasn't as secretive as he thought he was, always betrayed by his lingering gaze on you, and the light shade of pink warming up his face as he loses his confidence while speaking to you, he even seemed unaware of constantly tracking your whereabouts.

So when you showed up one day, hand in hand with him, all smiles and eagerness to reveal the happy news, you were mind blown to receive an excited but unsurprised congratulation of:

_ "Yes! We knew it!"

[emmyrosee]

You left him for two minutes. All of two minutes.

On the rare days off that you and Shoto get to spend together, it’s almost always spent curled together on the couch or in the bed, watching him work out for fun before making him cheat on his diet, anything that lets the day drip by slower than any other day of the week.

You left him to pee. That’s it. Placing the bowl of sour candy down, you slip out from his lap, give him a kiss before moving down the hall like any standard, subconscious person would.

Two. Minutes.

“Shoto, what’re you doing?”

“You like the strawberry flavor the best.”

By the time you come out, he’s got a pile of pink candy, separated by the other colors except for purple, which is in its own little pile. “You don’t like the grape flavor.”

You quirk a brow and walk back over to him, watching as he continues to segregate the candies, “baby, I would’ve been more than happy to just pick around them, you didn’t have to do all of this.”

“But you don’t like them,” he repeats, looking up at you with those doe eyes that you love to get lost in. “You look down every time you reach for one. I thought I might help ease the burden slightly.”

Burden. Your first world problem of not liking sour grape skittles should be the farthest thing from a burden to him.

But to shoto, it’s not one, and it’ll never be one; little acts of services like these aren’t new, small details just to make hour by hour tasks and privilegies just that much easier.

It’s something he’s always done. Something he’s always going to do. Because he loves you.

With a smile, you slink back into his lap, your head nuzzling against his stomach while the tv drones on about whatever he put on while you were gone. You kiss the warmth of his tummy to feel the muscles constrict under the affection, and you bury your hand into the bowl of candy right after.

“Don’t be cheeky.”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” you hum. A hand rests on your head, thumb gently rubbing over the warmth of your crown as silence fills the room once again.

Popping a skittle into your mouth, your face quickly grimaces, and he hums in acknowledgement.“Eugh,” you grumble, and he looks down at you, silently asking you what happened.

And you want to lie. Truly! It’s better for everyone if you do, just tell him you bit your tongue and let him think nothing more.

But apparently, you don’t.

“Missed a grape one,” you tease.

“….”

“Sho?”

“Spit it into my hand.”

“Sho, no-“

[yoshhii]

SNOWBALL FIGHT— s. todoroki

the first snow of the season has fallen overnight. transforming the ua grounds into a winter wonderland. from the common room window, you could see a blanket of white covering the courtyard, the branches of the trees heavy with fresh snow. the air inside was cold, but it had nothing on the chilly breeze that drifted in whenever someone opened the door.

you were bundled up in a blanket on the couch, sipping hot cocoa as you watched the snowflakes continue to fall. it was peaceful, and you were just about to sink deeper into your little cocoon of warmth when you heard footsteps approaching.

"(y/n)."

you glanced up to see your friend shoto todoroki standing in front of you, his usual calm expression softening slightly as his eyes met yours. he was wearing his winter uniform jacket, but the scarf around his neck looked new, a bright red that matched the side of his hair.

"hey, shoto," you greeted with a smile. "you need anything?"

"i was just about to go outside for a walk in the snow," he said, his voice as quiet and composed as ever. "would you like to join me?"

you blinked in surprise. this was the first time you've seen todoroki do anything with someone, let alone be the one to ask. so the fact that he was asking you made your heart skip a beat. you quickly nodded, setting your mug down and grabbing your coat and scarf.

"i'd love to," you replied, trying to hide the blush spreading across your face.

once you were both bundled up, you stepped outside together. the crisp, cold air bit at your cheeks, but it wasn't unpleasant—it was the kind of cold that made everything feel fresh and alive. the snow crunched softly beneath your boots as you walked beside shoto, your breath visible in the frosty air. for a few minutes, neither of you said anything, just enjoying the quiet beauty of the snow-covered world around you. every now and then, you'd catch him glancing over at you, as if checking to make sure you weren't too cold.

"you really like the snow, don't you?" you asked, noticing the small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

the duo haired boy nodded, his gaze shifting to the sky. "it's... calming. there's something peaceful about it. the cold is familiar."

you nodded, understanding what he meant. his quirk made him naturally attuned to the cold, so it made sense that winter would be a comforting time for him. still, you couldn't help but feel a little concerned about how cold it was, especially since you were starting to lose feeling in your fingers. as if sensing your discomfort, todoroki stopped walking and turned to face you. "are you cold?"

"i'm fine," you said quickly, not wanting to ruin the moment. but shoto frowned slightly, clearly not convinced.

without saying a word, he gently reached for your hands, his touch was soft and gentle. you felt a sudden rush of warmth as his left hand—his fire side—enveloped yours, the heat immediately seeping through your gloves. it was soothing, and you couldn't stop the sigh of relief that escaped your lips.

"better?" he asked, his mismatched eyes watching you closely.

you nodded, feeling your cheeks heat up—not from the warmth, but from how close he was. "yeah, much better. thank you."

shoto's expression softened, and for a moment, there was a glint of something else in his eyes. he kept your hands in his for a few more seconds before letting go, but the warmth lingered even after he stepped back. "we can go inside if you'd like," he offered.

"no, it's okay," you said, smiling at him. "i'm really enjoying this. besides, it's not every day i get to experience winter with someone who can keep me warm like that."

a small smile tugged at his lips. there was something about the expression he made, almost as if he was shy. "i'm glad."

you continued walking, the snow falling gently around you. the quiet between you was comfortable, and even though neither of you spoke much, there was something special about the way shoto stayed close to you, making sure you didn't get too cold.

eventually, you reached a small clearing where the snow was untouched. shoto paused, looking around as if lost in thought. you followed his gaze, admiring the beauty of the scene. without warning, you bent down, scooping up a handful of snow and quickly forming it into a ball. before shoto could react, you tossed it at him, hitting him square in the chest. his eyes widened in surprise as the snow splattered across his coat.

"(y/n)!" he exclaimed, with surprise and amusement.

you couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face, and before you knew it, another snowball was flying in your direction. you barely dodged it, yelping as you ducked behind a nearby tree.

what followed was a playful snowball fight that had both of you laughing, something rare from shoto but heartwarming nonetheless. his aim was almost too good, but you managed to get a few hits in yourself. eventually, you both called a truce, breathless and covered in snow, but grinning from ear to ear.

as you stood there, catching your breath, todoroki looked at you, his expression soft and warm despite the cold around you.

"i had a good time today," he said quietly, his voice sincere.

"me too," you replied, smiling. "we should do this again sometime."

he nodded, his gaze lingering on you for a moment before he spoke again. "next time, i'll make sure you don't get cold at all."

your heart fluttered at his words, and you couldn't help but smile wider. "i'll hold you to that."

[chateaaa]

songs i would relate to the love life of the mha characters

Midoriya Izuku - Slut "in a world full of boys hes a gentlemen"

He would be such a gentlemen:( since he was raised by his single mom, i feel like he was taught to always respect women, and because of that he became a gentleman. He would always carry your things, open the door for you, saving you a seat in a restaurant. He loves it when you rant to him because he alwaysss rants his days to you, he would also rant about all might. He lovesss it when you talk about makeup!! He listens attentively when you explain the different types of brushes used, and he would surprise you with makeup products you have been eyeing. He would be such a supportive bf with the things you love, always prioritizing your happiness 😭❤️

Bakugo Katsuki - An art gallery can never be as unique as you "So darling, darling don't be scared 'Cause even if I look everywhere, Your colors caught my eye and you're my favorite sight to see"

Bakugo falling inlove would literally mean he would protect you 24/7, he would be the type to love genuinely to the point that he would die than to see you around other men. The type to help you study after class, he would be the type to protect you and tell you to never be afraid when you're with him. He would get soo mushy when you call him your hero. He would stare at your e/c orbs for hours and never get tired of it. He would be so downbad when you do the eyecolor trend where the nailpolish will be the color of the s/o's eyes and you bet he would get super maddd when the polish gets chipped. He would be the type to love you aggressively, but boy when he fell inlove, he fell so hard.

Todoroki Shoto - Seasons "if i could be, by your side, ill give you all my life, my seasons"

Ok, we all know todoroki has family issues, if he were to have a s/o, his s/o would literally be the only person he would look, if he were to put in a room of girls, the first person he would find would be you. his future. He would sacrifice everything he has to just see you smile. He would do anything you want, he would be the type of boyfriend who would be head over heels for you. He would be soo lovesick. He would be soo down with you when you want to do cute tiktok trends with him. He would blush and be so flustered when you call out his name, "Shoto". He would melt literally if you spoiled him with kisses.

i would prob make part 2!!!! hehe i have mha brainrot HELp

[jesswritesthat]

Todoroki Shōto: Smile

Fandom: BNHA // MHA — [ Masterlist ]

Summary: ~1k, fluff, humour

• Todoroki is acting differently, and it all started after an ‘interview’ with Mount Lady.

Warnings: None

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It was a very suspicious change, a small difference you wouldn’t have noticed if you didn’t know Todoroki as well as you do.

The fire and ice hero had never had an issue when in your presence before, at least once passing the initial barrier of awkwardness when you’d first met. Todoroki wasn’t adapted to friendship or social interaction on a more casual level, and he was still learning now, but that didn’t explain the sudden change in behaviour.

Shōto wasn’t one to smile often, but recently he’d started to do so around you during heartwarming moments or after a witty comment. At least until he’d started covering them with his hand, burying his face in a jacket, or simply turning his head away from you. At first, you thought it was a coincidence but he didn’t display the same actions toward other classmates, at least not as often.

Unfortunely, Shōto was difficult to read in this situation as he hadn’t treated you any differently than before aside from concealing his smile, which meant you’d have to ask him directly if you wanted to understand.

It was an evening after class that you’d caught him in the dorms and asked to go for a walk around the grounds together. Once in the privacy of your own company, you brought up the concept when he’d once again diverted his gaze in your opposing direction when laughing.

“Hey Shōto, why are you always turning away from me when you smile?” You’d spoken casually, an airy tone used to lighten the subject but there was still a moment of contemplative silence before he spoke.

“I… I don’t want you to die.”

“I’d like to think you wouldn’t spontaneously set me aflame or freeze me to death.” A brief laugh escaped you, but he seemed happy.

“Never (Y/n). It was just something someone said, don’t worry about it.” Then he changed the subject, a sign he was embarrassed to elaborate at this current time.

———

The likelihood of getting further insight without directly prying Shōto was unlikely, and so you received enlightenment courtesy of an offhanded comment made to Izuku the following week.

“Has Shoto mentioned about not wanting you to die?”

“Hm? Not recently.” The green haired teen shook his head, but looked at you buzzing with curiosity.

“Ah. Then it’s just me he’s acting weird around, he refuses to smile.”

This comment allowed for Izuku to configure the situation for a second before sparking to life with renewed enthusiasm.

“I think I might know what you mean! He did an interview with Mount Lady but took it too literally I bet.” The young hero hurriedly explained the scenario that occurred during their Interview Training Lesson.

That’s when it all made sense, he’d mistaken Mount Ladys’ compliment on his attractiveness for the cause of a death toll. Amusing. Even more so to think you’d be one of his victims - you have to correct that right away.

“Shōto?” You’d knocked on his dorm, and naturally he’d opened the door to your right away with a degree of concern.

“(Y/n), are you okay?”

“Yes, I wanted to talk to you about the other day.”

He tilted his head slightly in curiosity but welcomed you in to his classic Japanese style room nonetheless.

“You don’t smile at me anymore, so I don’t drop dead.” It was spoken as a statement rather than like questioning his actions, as you knew it all too well.

“…It sounds ridiculous when you say it.” A hand awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck with a deadpan expression on his face when meeting your bemused features.

Once solidifying your composure, which took a minute as admittedly it was a challenge in itself to withhold your laughter for the sake of understanding his feelings.

“Two things.” You held up two digits whilst Shōto nodded sincerely, ready for you to continue.

“People are highly unlikely to die if you smile at them, Mount Lady was joking.”

“Yeah I figured. Based on both past experience and the fact Uraraka is still alive.” The icyhot user tiredly sighed, offering a small but guilty quirk of his lips.

“Which brings me to my second point, why were you so conscious of smiling around me? Especially since Ochaco got a smile out of you.” You crossed your arms now with a hint of mirth lacing your tone, rather intrigued by his potential explanation. However his voice remained confident and sincere, replying as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“Because you’re the one I care about most. As you are the last person I’d want to inadvertently kill, it makes sense to be so conscious of my actions toward you doesn’t it?”

Now you were left speechless, just like he was during the initial interview, only able to stare at him blankly.

“Shōto you… care about me most?”

“Did it not come across that way? I always try to be—“ His voice was genuinely worried he hadn’t given you the right impression, you could already see him thinking of ways to correct his mistake, which is why you cut him off with assurance.

“No no it did, I just thought— nevermind. Please don’t hide your smile from me anymore, I likely won’t die upon seeing it.”

This time, when a soft smile graced his lips when looking at you, he didn’t attempt to shy away of cover it with his hand. The gesture of course was reciprocated.

———

Izuku was the one to find you pondering the matter later on though, despite the situation already being resolved.

“I assume you figured it all out with Todoroki?”

“Oh yeah, he said something that caught me off guard though.” It was the dampening tone you’d used that lead Midoriya to take a seat beside you, kind and upbeat tone ringing true.

“Really? Want to talk about it?”

“Well, he said he was so conscious about smiling around me because I’m the one he cares about the most. I didn’t know what to say.”

“You don’t have to say anything, Todoroki is a person who’d give you time to consider. I am glad he finally confessed to you though.”

It was silent for a moment, your mind felt like a record short-circuiting and repeating his words with declining clarity, meanwhile Izuku seemed oblivious to the personal intel he’d accidentally divulged after misreading the events.

“…”

“…”

“Um… Izuku.” You took a deep, preparing breath. “He didn’t confess to me.”

You saw the sheer panic wash over him like a tidal wave, his freckled skin significantly paler which is when the frantic apologies set in.

“I’m so sorry (L/n)! I wasn’t supposed to tell you that, Todoroki is going to hate me! Forgive me for misinterpreting the situation - I’ll have to tell him I’ve ruined his—“

Quickly you waved your hands in surrender, a feeble attempt at calming him prior to justifying your lack of anxiety compared to his.

“No, it’s okay Izuku. There’s no need for any of that.”

“Huh?! But I—“ His voice was still raised slightly, searching you for any kind of reasoning.

“I like him too. Now it’s even, you know both of our feelings.” The soft smile you wore, and your honest words, reverted the boy back to his original state - once again his cheery self.

“You do? That is good news, but what do you intend to do with that information?”

“I’ll wait until he’s ready to tell me himself.” It was a gentle shrug that accompanied your reply, content to do so.

“I understand (L/n).” The bright boy smiled brightly, to which you gladly accepted and hummed in thought.

“Besides, I’m interested to see what a confession from Todoroki Shōto would be like.”

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[ Masterlist ]

[thatlotuscookie]

Hey, could you write a Todoroki x fem reader where she helps him through a panic attack after a bad nightmare? Thank you so much! Also, I love your popstar reader x Bakugo

✧･ﾟ: a/n : i wanted to give Todoroki some love in this one. Nightmares, panic attacks, and vulnerability aren’t easy for him, but I love how his connection with the reader helps him heal. also, i'm so glad you like that one:) hats off to anon that requested that, very creative!! anyway, thanks so much for the request. enjoy<3

✧ Title: ✧ The Place Where I Belong ✧ ✧ Characters: Todoroki Shoto x Fem!Reader ✧ Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff ✧ Rating: T ✧ Summary: Todoroki’s nightmares haunt him in the middle of the night, and only you can help him find peace. ✧ Content Warnings: Panic attack, mentions of childhood trauma, brief mention of Endeavor (father/abuse-related trauma). ✧ WC: 923 words // 5.1k chars

The night was unusually quiet, the kind of silence that hung in the air like a blanket, heavy and thick. It was a peaceful night—until it wasn’t.

You stirred in your sleep when you felt movement beside you. It wasn’t anything big at first, just a slight shift in the bed. But then, the quiet was broken by the sound of shaky breathing, uneven and shallow.

Your eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the darkness of the room, and when you turned to your side, your heart sank at the sight of Todoroki.

He was sitting up, his back against the headboard, his chest rising and falling rapidly as if he couldn’t catch his breath. His face was pale, and there was a distant, panicked look in his eyes that made your stomach twist in concern.

"Todoroki?" you whispered softly, sitting up beside him, your hand gently reaching for his arm. His skin felt cold—so much colder than usual, and his body was trembling beneath your touch.

He didn’t respond right away, his breaths coming out in short, uneven gasps. His hand gripped the blanket tightly, his knuckles white from the force of it.

"Todoroki," you called his name again, your voice more urgent this time as you shifted closer. "Hey, it’s okay. I’m here."

That seemed to pull him out of whatever nightmare had him in its grip. His mismatched eyes flickered over to you, but the panic in them hadn’t faded.

"I… I can’t…" he rasped, his voice breaking as his hand came up to press against his chest, as if trying to ground himself. "I… can’t breathe."

You could see the tears forming at the corners of his eyes, though he was doing everything in his power to hold them back. Todoroki hated showing his vulnerable side, hated admitting when things were too much for him. But you knew how deeply the trauma from his past still haunted him—especially in moments like this.

Without a word, you gently cupped his face in your hands, guiding his gaze to yours. “Look at me,” you whispered, your thumbs brushing softly against his cold skin. “It’s okay. You’re okay. I need you to breathe with me, okay?”

His eyes were wide, still clouded with fear, but he nodded slightly, struggling to focus on your voice.

"Take a deep breath," you instructed, keeping your voice as calm and soothing as possible. "In through your nose… nice and slow. Just focus on my voice."

He hesitated at first, his breath hitching as he tried to follow your lead, but you didn’t let go. You kept your hands on his face, your thumb tracing soothing patterns along his cheekbones as you guided him through each slow, deep breath.

"That’s it… you’re doing great," you whispered softly, your heart aching at the sight of him so shaken. "Now out through your mouth… slow and steady."

It took a few more tries, but eventually, his breathing began to even out. The trembling in his body lessened, and the wild panic in his eyes started to fade. His grip on the blanket loosened as he slowly came back to himself, his gaze never leaving yours.

Once his breathing had returned to a more normal rhythm, you gently pulled him into your arms, holding him close against your chest. His body was still tense, but he didn’t resist, allowing himself to lean into your warmth as if seeking comfort in your presence.

“I’m sorry,” Todoroki whispered after a long moment, his voice muffled against your shirt. “I didn’t mean to… wake you.”

You shook your head, your hand coming up to stroke his hair gently. “Don’t apologize. You don’t have to go through this alone.”

He hesitated, his arms wrapping around you tightly, as if he was afraid that letting go would somehow make everything worse. “It was the same nightmare,” he muttered softly, his voice laced with shame. “About… him.”

You didn’t need to ask to know who he meant. His father—Endeavor. The source of so much of his pain.

Your heart ached for him, knowing how deeply the trauma of his childhood still affected him, even after all these years. But you didn’t push him to talk about it. You just held him tighter, your fingers continuing to gently comb through his hair.

“You’re safe now,” you murmured against his temple, pressing a soft kiss to his head. “I’m here. I’ll always be here.”

Todoroki’s grip on you tightened for a moment before he let out a shaky sigh, his body finally relaxing fully in your embrace. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his warm breath tickling your skin as he breathed you in, grounding himself in the safety of your presence.

“I don’t deserve you,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

You smiled softly, your heart swelling with love for him. “You deserve so much more than you think, Todoroki.”

For a long while, the two of you stayed like that, wrapped up in each other as the world outside faded into the background. Eventually, his breathing became slow and steady again, and you could feel the tension melting away from his body as sleep began to claim him once more.

But even as he drifted off, his arms remained securely around you, as if holding on to the one thing that made him feel safe in the midst of his darkest moments.

And you held him just as tightly, promising silently that you’d always be there for him—no matter what nightmares might come.

[darlink-xoxo]

MEMORIZED BY YOU!ੈ̊♡

in which, a boy thinks he's in need of medical attention

but he's really just in love..

GIF isnt mine

─ͥ─ͦ─ͮ─ͤ➼♥

just shoto being blissfully unaware of how whipped he is 💕

read pt2 here

Warnings: Oblivious Shoto, Shoto in Denial, Puppy Love 🫶.. spelling mistakes

❥ · ﾟ₊ he blinked when a hand waved itself in front of his face. glancing at his surroundings, shoto's brows lightly scrunched together as he tried to remember where he was. oh right, he was in the middle of eating lunch in the cafeteria. turning to look at who waved in his face, he was greeted by his friends looking at him with smug faces.

".. hello?"

"sorry to interrupt you todoroki, but you were spaced out for a few minutes now." izuku spoke with a small smile.

ochako leaned over towards tsu and whispered something, before both started giggling with fox grins. shoto blinked, confusion clear on his face, he looked towards tenya who cleared his throat.

the engine quirk user pointed behind him to a table over with a sly smile on his face. shoto's head tilted as he looked over, his breath seemed to leave him as his eyes landed on a particular someone..

their name was y/n, one of the top students of class 1b. his surroundings left his mind once more, his vision turned tunneled, and it narrowed in on them. just how much time had passed? he couldn't say.

it was like they managed to stop his world from spinning, they kept him grounded, while also making him throw away any rationality he might've had. he felt lightheaded, did he have heartburn? or was he drunk..

wait shoto doesnt even drink

you were happily chatting with your classmates kinoko and tokage. although, it was more like kinoko was listening, while you and the dark green haired girl chatted away. you both knew that kinoko was the shy type, so you didnt forget to include her in your conversations.

as you sipped your drink, you glanced to your side to see tokage whisper something to the mushroom quirk user. it was then that kinoko covered her mouth to hide her giggles, her shoulders shaking with laughter and tokage let out loud laughs.

you flashed them a confused smile as you asked them what was up. they did nothing but laugh harder, before eventually calming down and pointing forward at the next table a couple feet away in front of you guys.

you tilted your head as you turned to face the direction where they pointed at, before being stunned when you made eye contact with a certain ice and fire user. although he seemed to snap out of whatever spell he was under, his face held a similar look of shock as yours.

you quickly glanced around you in case he was looking at someone else instead, when you found no one else you sent a confused wave in his direction. smiling at him before going back to eating your lunch

shoto responded with a wave of his own, although still stuck in a daze, he felt the corners of his lips quirk up. did.. did his quirk suddenly activate? last he remembered y/n didnt have the ability to activate someone else's quirk.. so why did he feel so warm..?

izuku lightly laughed at his love dazed classmate. how could one of class 1a's top students, be so unaware of how spell bound he looked?

"hey.. midoriya.."

"oh! yeah todoroki?"

"am.. am i sick? i feel warm all over, and i think i'm experiencing a heart attack."

the green haired male blanked as shoto was finally able to turn away from his attention capturer, "midoriya.. am i dying??"

.. eh?

"i'm serious, my mind is going blank, i think i'm experiencing cardiac arrest. i couldn't even breathe, and i zone out every time i look at them. i cant even speak.. it's like i've been brainwashed."

"pff," izuku was fighting for his life to keep his laughter in, but ultimately he failed when he heard how the rest of the table burst with laughter. ochako and tsu clutched at each other as they wheezed with giggles, while tenya repeatedly slapped at the table.

"OH MY GOSH TODOROKI!! 'AM I DYING??' HAHSHAHH THAT'S HILARIOUS!"

"wh- but i mean it! i'm not even sure recovery girl will be able to help with my situation!"

"PFFF BWAHAHAHA!! RECOVERY GIRL DEFINITELY ISNT GONNA HELP THAHAHAHAT!!"

"guys i think i might be allergic to y/n 😨"

"NO WAY AHAHAHA!!!"

you looked over at 1a's table, your eyes narrowing in on a dual quirk user. you sighed happily, finding the escapade that you were watching from afar to be funny.

kinoko nudged tokage's shoulder, and both girls turned to look at you before lightly giggling behind their hands, taking a breath to recollect themselves, kinoko reached over and prepared to wave her hand in your face.

"sorry to interrupt you y/n, but you've been zoned out for a while now." they laughed.

[mytaiyakeylover]

so precious.

synopsis: you’re finally ready for your first kiss, but shoto can’t seem to get the hint.

pairing: shoto todoroki x gn!reader

warnings: none. just fluff, fluff, and even more fluff! well…maybe just one minor curse word.

word count: 1k

Heterochromia eyes blinked in confusion at the lonely piece of paper lying on the desk. The words 'Kiss Note' were written in cursive across the blank space. There wasn’t much else written on it, aside from one single sentence that said, ‘If you can guess how many times I’ve tried to kiss you this week, I’ll give you a big surprise<3’ —(Y/n).

Shoto furrowed his eyebrows as he read the words. An invisible question mark seemed to hang above his head. The boy scanned the nearly empty classroom, hoping to find your familiar figure. It was still early in the morning, and only a few members of the Bakusquad and some other students were present.

Your desk appeared empty, leaving him confused as you were usually one of the first to arrive at school. His gaze then returned to the note, the invisible question mark still very much present. He just couldn't seem to comprehend the message you had written. Have you been trying to kiss him? The aspiring hero struggled to recall any such moments.

A sudden gust of wind softly blew against the shell of his ear, accompanied by a quiet “Boo.” The dual-haired boy blinked at the familiar voice as a pair of arms sneaked around his waist. Your chin rested on his broad shoulder, and Shoto could see a small pout on your face.

“(Y/n)-chan,” the boy spoke, tilting his head slightly downward to get a better look at your expression. ”I'm sorry, but I can't remember any attempts you made to kiss me.” You huffed at that, arms unwrapping themselves from his waist as you crossed them over your chest. Cheeks puffed out frustratedly, making you look like an angry chipmunk.

“Does this mean that I won't be getting a surprise?” The expression on your boyfriend's face showcased nothing but utter cluelessness, making him resemble a confused puppy dog. You couldn't even bring yourself to be angry with him because of how adorable he looked in that exact moment. Though he had never been one for surprises, it still made him feel somewhat disappointed that he would not be receiving one from you now.

Shoto will admit, he did notice that you had been acting rather strange these past few days. For example, that brief moment when you had applied lip balm after commenting on how dry your lips were. He didn’t think much of that, but then you asked him if he wanted to try it out himself — which he did — and you ended up pouting for several hours straight, refusing to even look at him. Back then, he simply thought that you did not like to share your things with him and meant that he should go and buy one himself.

Truth be told, he still failed to understand how that could be related to your kissing attempts.

Then there was that time when you had introduced him to a strange game that was called the ‘Pocky Game’, where two people were supposed to eat one Pocky from each end, and the first person whose mouth comes off the Pocky or the player that gets to the middle first loses. He had found it pretty odd at the time as he didn’t understand what the main purpose of it was. Neither did you give any further explanation.

You didn't get to see who would win because Mina suddenly interrupted, dragging you away while claiming that you had something serious to discuss. Now, as he recalled that moment, he could faintly remember your shouts at the pink girl, whining about how she had just "ruined everything" while Ashido sounded like she was laughing at something extremely hilarious.

Lastly, he remembered yesterday evening when you had been watching a romantic movie together. The main leads were sharing a passionate kiss, and Shoto could still remember the way you sighed while saying, “I wish someone would kiss me like that.”

Was that what you were trying to do? Trying to get him to kiss you? Then why didn’t you just ask him? Shoto wouldn’t mind kissing you. That’s what couples do, right? He would be happy to fulfill your wishes.

“(Y/n)-chan, are you trying to say that you want me to kiss you?” His words were so blunt, you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks heating up. You thought you heard some snickers and noticed more of your classmates entering the classroom. Mina sent you a cheeky grin and a thumbs up.

“Sho-chan,” you mumbled, hiding your now red face behind your hands. “You’re too precious, I swear...”

The dual-haired boy took a hold of your hands gently before removing them from your face. A faint pink hue dusting his cheekbones as he began to lean in. His lips were soft against yours. Warm, sweet and tender. It was relatively short, but for you, it felt like an eternity.

Hearts beating erratically within your rib cages, a stark contrast to the slow and sensual movements you were displaying. A part of you would like to continue, to never stop, and Shoto seemed to share your sentiment. He was such a good kisser, a part of you wondered if this really was his first time. He was just being so careful, like he was afraid to hurt you — were he to make any sudden movements. Treating you as if you were as fragile as glass.

However, the sweet and tender moment was short lived as a loud growl could be heard coming from behind, urging the both of you to finally break apart — albeit hesitantly. Then your eyes fell on a certain angry pomeranian who was thrashing around, while Sero, and Kirishima were struggling to hold back. A giggle escaped your lips as your (e/c) eyes made contact with his crimson. Right eye twitching he spoke in a low, irritated tone, “Get a room you damn extras.”

[tsukiko26]

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[calicovobo]

Cat Chronicles 2

Summary: Todoroki’s first meeting. 

Word Count: 1201 

A/N: Welcome to part 2 of the mini Cat Chronicles series! Unfortunately I decided that I will not have a taglist (for now) so apologies to anyone who wanted to be tagged! Nonetheless, I hope everyone is doing well. <3

Part One

Todoroki never saw himself as an animal person. He was always too busy enhancing his powers, defying his father, and aiming for the top. He didn’t have any time to spare for mediocre tasks such as playing with dogs or petting the soft fur on cats. But sometimes he did wonder what it would be like to have a companion who stuck with him unconditionally by his side. 

‘That damn old man.’ Todoroki couldn’t take being in his house anymore when that bastard he calls a father was there. If he had to face the man who makes his life a living hell for another second, Todoroki would feel like he was going to actually lose it. Hearing his remarks over and over again of “You have to get stronger, Shoto,” “You must surpass All Might,” and his favorite “SHOTOOO” whenever he was in the presence of his son drove Todoroki to oblivion. And, with a glare and a small “tsk,” Todoroki left the building to cool down. 

He didn’t really have a definite destination he wanted to go to; he just knew that if he stayed in that house any longer, he was going to end up breaking something…or someone. Walking along in the evening skies, he decided to head to the convenience store in search of a nice cold bar of ice cream. Though he would’ve loved a cold bowl of soba noodles, he figured that since he was going to have dinner later, he might as well have a sweet treat in the meantime. 

Finally arriving at the convenience store, only about 20 minutes from his house, he went straight to the freezer aisle to pick out the popular ice cream brand he knows kids and adults alike enjoy. After paying and leaving the store, he opened up the rectangular, creamy popsicle and took a bite. 

‘Oh my gosh! Look at those lights! And those lights! And those! Wahh, they’re all so pretty’. You couldn’t help but be awestruck at the bright lights surrounding you on your ventures into different alleyways and building slots. Convenience store lights always shone the brightest, if only you could see them from the inside! Distracted by the lights, your focus was interrupted when you got a waft of a delectable, fresh scent coming straight from the direction of the store you admired. You were instantly entranced by the scent; it was like nothing you had ever smelled before being a stray accustomed to the streets. 

Toddling over while making sure to keep quiet, you made your way to the source of the captivating scent. ‘So cool, so cool! He’s so tall!’ As you finally got a glimpse of your target, you couldn’t help but admire his put-together stance and handsome features. You had a thing for attractive people after all. 

Todoroki was lost in thought; he wasn’t thinking about anything in particular, just staring off into the distance as the fluorescent lighting from the convenience store logo shone on him. He was trapped in his own world, occasionally taking a few bites out of his ice cream when he felt a little nudge by his foot. ‘Eh?’ Slightly startled, he looked down, and there you were, a small calico cat sniffing away at his ankle. He didn’t know what to do. He never had to interact with animals before, besides that one time when his first grade teacher brought in her bunny for the class to see, but even then, he didn’t take up the chance of petting the cute rabbit. The only thing that he could think of to tell you at the moment was, “I don’t have any food for you.” But, despite his words, you kept on exploring. 

‘It smells even better up close!’ You couldn’t get enough of his scent, wanting to rub yourself all over him in order to get it on yourself and carry it wherever you go. But you couldn’t help but notice his stiffness and how his arms stayed glued to his side. You’ve only ever encountered two types of people: the ones who are eager to give you pets and the ones who would rather have nothing to do with you. So, this was quite a predicament for you both. You, oh, so desperately wanted his hands to run across your fur in order to transfer some of his scent closer to your body, but how could you get him to pet you if he was just standing there? 

Stepping back, you looked up at him with a tilt to your head, “Hey, hey! Handsome man look over here!” Your meows caught Todoroki’s attention, and with the same tilt to his head, he questioned, “Huh? What do you want?” You took this chance to rub your body against his slightly spread legs. 

Todoroki was utterly bewildered. Just what did this cat want from him? He told them that he didn’t have any food to give, but that didn’t deter you. What else could he give you? And, as he watched you purr up against his legs, he finally squatted down with ice cream in hand and held out a singular finger towards you. 

You brightened up instantly at this sight. ‘It worked! It worked! I’m a mastermind!’ Extremely excited and proud of yourself for getting your invitation accepted by the handsome man with the best scent, you went straight up to his finger and practically collapsed on it with bliss. ‘Ahh, he smells so much better here.’ You could drown in his scent for days on end if you were allowed to; it was just that good! 

Todoroki didn’t know what he expected, but it was certainly not this. You seemed to be in utter euphoria with the way you melted under his fingers as he very gently stroked your fur. But it wasn’t only you who was having a relaxing time. Todoroki, amidst startled, started to genuinely enjoy giving you pets. He’s never experienced this feeling of softness and comfort before. And personally, he didn’t want it to stop either. 

He didn’t know how long he stayed there, just gently running his hands down the sides of your fur and up along your tail as you purred in bliss, but guessing by the sky, it must’ve been a short while. The ice cream has been fully eaten by now, with the popsicle stick thrown in a nearby trash can. Todoroki had been giving you his full undivided attention, ignoring the occasional ringtones coming from his phone and the sounds of the bell as people entered the convenience store behind him. The whole world was still going on but Todoroki felt like he was stuck in time with you here by his side. 

As the skies became darker, the scene of Todoroki crouched down with a trusting calico cat buzzing with pleasure in his hands became the most peaceful thing that happened that night. And despite Todoroki’s general cold demeanor, he found himself with a small smile as your affectionate personality got a hold of him. Maybe Todoroki wasn’t exactly an animal person but he guessed he could call himself a cat person after this, as long as all cats were like you.

[seravphs]

ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — TODOROKI SHOTO x FEM READER

You miss home, but isn’t it true that home can be a person? 

wc — 950

tags — fluff, reader is homesick, food

You squeeze the lemon over the sauce with increasing irritation. It only irks you more when you go to mix and the whisk slides out of your hands, slippery with juice. By the time you finally get all the ingredients incorporated, you’re fuming. 

Though, to be fair, you were mad before you even started the sauce. 

You dip a finger into your creation and watch it drip off. It’s the right consistency, but the taste is what’s most important, so you pop your finger into your mouth. 

Immediately, you wrinkle your nose. The flavor’s all wrong. None of it tastes like home. 

The kitchen door creaks.

Quiet feet pad past you to the cabinet. Shoto is halfway through filling up the mug he just obtained with water when he notices you and the mess. 

“Were you that hungry?” Shoto says wonderingly. His eyes flit from the open packet of crisps to the pile of wrappers littering the table, the leftovers of an unsatisfying feast. “I would’ve made you something.” 

It’s not a physical appetite you’re trying to curb. Your mind is what bothers you, not your stomach. Your tongue is lonely for familiar tastes. 

It was your choice to move across half the world, and you don’t regret it. You’ve made great memories here, many of them with Shoto. 

It just gets lonely sometimes.

Your friends and Shoto have never let you doubt that you’re loved, but there are things they can’t understand, no matter how hard they try. They do try, though.

Shoto calls your mother for nearly an hour every week. It used to be to get to know you and the place you came from better, but from the snippets you overhear now, it’s devolved to gossip and grocery shopping tips. 

She’s the reason he knows what you’re making as he peers over your shoulder and dips a spoon into it, so much more refined than you. Rich brat, you think, but there’s so much fondness in it. 

He makes a noncommittal hum as the flavor hits his tastebuds. You can’t tell if it means he likes or dislikes it, though he wouldn’t have a frame of reference for what its supposed to taste like anyways. 

“Isn’t it supposed to be more salty?”

Or not. 

Your mother really had rubbed off on him. It’s endearing, even through the haze of your frustration. You give him a wan smile and wipe your hands off on your apron. It’s late and you’re tired. There’s no point in trying another batch tonight. 

He looks adorable with his hair in clips you bought him. It makes you feel a bit better about your failure as you lean in to kiss a tiny spot of sauce off the corner of his mouth. He’s not always as perfectly well-mannered as he tries to be, not in the comfort of your home, and you love him for it. 

“I’ll try again tomorrow,” you tell him. “Let’s go to bed.” 

You don’t have to explain it for him to grasp what’s going on. He knows without words, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he helps you wash up and lets you tug him back to your shared mattress. 

If you can’t go home, Shoto resolves to be home for you. 

It’s harder to keep a secret than he thought it would be. He’s not used to hiding things from you, not when you’re the person it’s easiest for him to be completely relaxed around. His fear of being found out doesn’t stop until you go to work, completely unaware of what he has planned for tonight. 

You come home earlier than he expected you to. He scrambled to hide it at first, then realizes that even with all the new muscle he’s developed as a pro hero, he’s still not bulky enough to cover the entire table. Instead, he goes for a shaky “Surprise?” 

He doesn’t mean for it to come out as a question, but it does. 

You survey the kitchen, eyes wide. He tried the best he could, but some things aren’t quite right. He burned the main dish, and the dessert is just a little on the side of too sweet. But he tried. 

He hopes you’ll be able to tell. 

The way you’re examining his offering is making him nervous. The fear that you might not like it genuinely scares him, but he doesn’t expect you to burst into tears. 

“I miss it,” you cry. He rushes past the kitchen island to get to you, bruising his hip on the counter.

“I know,” he frets, his hands fluttering over you. They’re uncertain, wishing they knew where to touch you to make the pain stop. If he could, he’d take it all away. “Here, have a bite.” 

In desperation to stop your tears, he shoves a spoon in between your teeth, but he’s clumsy in his hurry. It’s too big of a bite, leaving you choking as you try to swallow. Now even more concerned, he rushes to bring you a glass of water. 

How did his gesture of love go so wrong when he meant so well? 

At some point, he realizes that the hysteric little gasps you’re making have changed from tears to laughter. You’re laughing - and it’s at him. 

He frowns. “I was trying to be nice, you know.” 

Even grumpy, when you open your arms for a hug, he draws closer, ever enticed by the promise of a cuddle. “You ridiculous man,” you say, unable to stop laughing. “I love you.” 

You kiss his forehead. 

“I love you.” 

You kiss the bridge of his nose. 

“I love you.” 

He stares at you, wary. “You’re not upset?” 

“You’re the love of my life,” you tell him honestly. “Now, please, can we eat the meal you put so much effort into?”

[tired-teacher-blog]

Shouto usually says the most random things and asks the most unexpected questions regardless of his surroundings.

It's in his nature and you have grown accustomed to it by now, so much so, that you are no longer surprised with anything leaving his mouth.

Well, almost..

_ "I'm a fish." he utters confidently and straight into your ear, while pulling you closer and pressing your back to his chest a bit harder as you two are lying on the couch, watching your favorite show.

His deadpan voice startles you, so you tilt your head back to look him in the eye, only to be met with his usual expressionless face as he kept staring at the TV ahead.

_ "You're a what now?" you let out a defeated sigh while shifting your body so you're now lying on your back, giving him your full attention and trying to figure out what's exactly on his mind this time.

However, a part of you is not at all surprised with his statement, in fact, you're starting to believe that if he's being serious and is somehow a fish reincarnated in a human form, then everything will finally start making sense.

_ "A fish.. I'm a fish." he says it again with the same indifferent tone and unreadable face, only now, his mismatched irises are staring down at you.

_ "Shouto honey I love you, but if you don't start explaining right now, I'm going to scream." and you are really starting to believe that maybe he is speaking literally.

_ "I'm a fish and you're my water, so if you ever leave I'll just die, much like a fish out of water." he blurts out all at once, still staring down at you with the same look on his face.

You suddenly let out a soft giggle and turn on your other side so you're now facing him, extending a hand to cup his cheek, and brushing your thumb gently along the scar reaching under his eye.

You are amazed by his analogy, and you have many questions to ask, but only one is forming in your brain right now, "why didn't you just say that you love me? Wouldn't that be simpler?"

_ "Because it's not as simple as that, it's a lot more, you are my home, just like water is to a fish, and I wanted to convey it properly." a hint of a smile is finally showing on his lips, and a blinding sparkle is appearing in his eyes.

Home..

Your heart squeezes almost painfully in your chest, and your eyes start to water at his words, you do realize the significance of that word to him because he wasn't raised in a typical and loving household, nor could he ever understand the meaning of it, so being called his home, the place where he belongs, puts you in a rollercoaster of emotions that almost overwhelms you, but in a wonderful way..

_ "I love you Shouto.. and I'll be your home.. Just as you are mine."

He might say the most random things and ask the most unexpected questions regardless of his surroundings, but he's as easily able to make your heart race and face light up.

Your very own sweet fish...

[inkykeiji]

can you do #16 pasttime with sd!nat shouto please? 💙

prompt: past time series: sugar daddy natsuo warnings: use of the word daddy, touya being touya briefly mentioned, ASPD mention words: 1k

The sun is just beginning its descent below the horizon by the time you arrive, smearing the sky with strokes of pink and orange. The dense scent of burnt rubber infuses the air, and your nose wrinkles cutely as you exit Shouto’s Aston Martin. He laughs, giving your hand a gentle squeeze as he leads you toward the entrance, gravel popping beneath the rubber of your sneakers.

Jaku Go-Karts. 

It’s a dingy little place now, rundown and ruined by the passage of time, but Shouto loves it all the same. 

The concrete is cracked, stained with crisscrossing skid marks from rubber burnt. The thick tractor tires that line the racetrack are worn and fraying; scars they bear from constant abuse. That shitty little snack-shack, pitched off to the side of the speedway as though thrown in as an afterthought, is still the same; all white chipping paint and stale funnel cakes, with the old arcade having shrunk to a mere three units, all unheard of, screens washed out and flickering. 

Even after twenty odd years, the track hasn’t changed a bit, and Shouto knows every twist, every curve, every fork, the route seared into the tissues of his brain with such accuracy that he’s sure he could drive the whole course with his eyes blindfolded. 

“This was one of our favourite past times, when we were kids,” he tells you as he rests his wrists on the chainlink fence, notes of melancholy in his tone.

“Really?”

“Yeah. It was one of the few things we all loved doing, together.”

“Even Touya?”

“Even Touya,” Shouto nods, pausing for a moment as a memory flashes through his mind, then exhaling a snort through a sardonic little smirk. “Granted, I’m sure Touya enjoyed this mostly because he got to repeatedly run me off the track.”

“Why am I not surprised,” you respond dryly. 

The image of three Todoroki boys materializes in your head; Touya already the smallest, his younger brothers towering over him, but still the ringleader nevertheless, marching onto the track with their souped up go-karts—Touya’s plastered with crude stickers, peeling and veiny; Natsuo’s all clean lines and glistening paint; Shouto’s full of dents and dings, paint scraped in sharp strokes, revealing the silver metal beneath. 

It must’ve been nice, even if only for a moment; a short instance where they all got along, despite a few bumps and patches, co-existing in some semblance of semi-peaceful, enjoying a singular activity, together. 

“It was a rare, acceptable method to torture me.” 

And although Shouto’s voice is wry, there’s a small smile on his face, eyes glazed with nostalgia-tinged memories—hazy, soft, coated in sugar.  

“Once, my kart even caught on fire. Natsuo pulled me from it before any real damage was done,” his gaze shifts downward, blunt nails picking at his cuticles, huffing out a mangled imitation of a chuckle. “Touya was so angry he didn’t talk to him for days. Said he ruined a perfect instance of ‘poetic justice’. Said it was divine intervention, and he should’ve just let it play out.”

“That’s terrible,” you breathe.

“That’s Touya,” Shouto shrugs with a weary acceptance. 

“So he’s always been a sociopath, then.”

That gets Shouto to laugh, sweet smile dispelling most of the despondence from his face, gaze flicking to yours through the corner of his eye. “Technically, he couldn’t have been diagnosed with ASPD just yet. He was only about fifteen or so. But yeah, he’s always been messed up.” 

Questions itch on your tongue, and you fold it in on itself, pressing it to the roof of your mouth in an attempt to smother them. 

Why was it only him? Daddy and Shouto and Fuyumi have their issues, sure, but doesn’t everyone? Maybe their personality flaws are a bit more severe than the average person’s, but that can be brushed off and explained by the fact that they were raised by a billionaire, can’t it? They all grew up under the same roof, so why is Touya so much worse? 

Your tongue flattens, then curls over your teeth, sucking for a moment before slowly scraping against the edges. It’s none of your business, and it shouldn’t matter anyway. 

“Enough about Touya,” you demand with a wave of your hand. “We came here to race, didn’t we?” 

Laughing again, Shouto shakes his head, fondness settling in his eyes. “Yeah, sweetheart, we came to race.”

“I’m gonna leave you in the dust!”

“Bold statement to make to a seasoned pro,” he quips. 

In the end, you do leave Shouto in the dust, but only because he allows you to, slowing down around wide corners and crashing into sharp turns on purpose as you whiz past him. Nevertheless, it’s still fun, your cheeks sore from incessant smiling and your throat raw from grating laughs and screams, and he still treats you to ice cream, just like he promised he would if you beat him—Don’t tell your Daddy, okay? He’d flip if he knew you were having sweets before dinner—the tips of your fingers encrusted with glittering sugar from the sugar cones, mouths stained blue and pink from the artificial dyes. 

You’re practically falling asleep in his arms by the time he gets you back to Natsuo, who coos and quickly takes you from his little brother, his most precious possession being returned to him. 

And after you’ve been washed and brushed and put to bed, Natsuo sits down with Shouto, sweating crystal glasses filled with whiskey and ice in their palms, and asks him why he did it. 

“Why I did what? You asked me to take her out, give her a good time, and I did. As I always do.”

Natsuo fixes him with a look, features flat and unimpressed. “You know that’s not what I’m asking. Why did you bring her there, of all places?” 

Swirling amber in his hand, Shouto shrugs, staring at his glass and clinking ice against the sides. 

“I thought it’d be nice, you know, to make new memories there. We loved it so much when we were kids and I—I didn’t want to lose that. I won’t lose that.” He looks up, mismatched eyes shining in the dim light of Natsuo’s study. “It’s time we start reclaiming some things.” 

[ad0rkk]

[the-chronicles-of-a-bookworm]

NEED NO LIGHT TO SEE YOU SHINE

my late submission for @haithamuse 's "The Lover's Journey" Collab. todoroki shoto x fem! reader warnings: none, tooth rotting fluff. literally so much fluff, petnames (babygirl, sweetheart, baby, etc.), kissing, not proofread

"come on, babygirl. stop trying to peek. I swear it's nothing bad."

"I know it's not bad shou," you pouted, "I'm just really excited"

It was your's and todoroki's 3rd anniversary, and you couldn't help but peek over your blindfold that todoroki put on you to see where you guys were and if you would recognize the road or neighbourhood. todoroki said that you guys were going somewhere and that he had a surprise planned for you. He was really vague and shy about it too, which just intrigued you more. 

"I know you're excited, baby." todoroki chuckled, "though it won't be too long. we're here."

"we are? where are we?" you asked, excitement getting the better of you. "come on shou, tell me!" you said, elongating the -ou.

todoroki simply stepped out of the car, and you could hear his footsteps, and you noticed that he was walking on leaves. you must be at some park. todoroki opened your door for you, interrupting your train of thought. he reached behind your head to untie your blindfold. you blinked a few times to see that it was, as you thought, a park. the satisfying sound of autumn leaves crunching under your boots, and the slight breeze was all just right. you almost wondered if he had someone controlling the weather for him. or if he was keeping you a little warm himself.

then, your gaze shifted over to the piano that was conveniently placed under the shade of the tree. you could see a few leaves that fell on top of the piano, but it just increased the beauty of it all, almost seeming like the piano was one of nature itself. 

you felt todoroki moving closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder and placing a chaste kiss on your cheek, and then your jawline. before leaning slightly to peck your lips. 

"how is it baby? do you like it?" todoroki asked.

"y-you play?" you asked, stuttering slightly, never quite used to all the affection todoroki gave you. who would have thought that todoroki was this affectionate? his friends would never believe you if you told them that he randomly asks for headpats or loves to curl up in your lap. his siblings would tease you if you told them how much he loved hugging you from behind and placing kisses on your neck. 

"I play, yes. i'm sorry i never told you. my father never quite liked me playing the piano. he thought hero training was all that was worthwhile. i remember learning piano vigorously just to spite my father. but now, i want to play for you."

you thought about todoroki's dad. if you were completely honest, you hated his father. considering everything todoroki told you about him, he was never a good father. 

"no it's fine, shou. are you going to play for me?" you asked, tilting your head to look at todoroki. 

"yeah, babygirl. yeah, i'm gonna play for you." todoroki breathed, before letting go of your waist and taking your hand to lead you to the piano. both of you sat down, and todoroki put his hands on the keys and looked over at you to give you a small smile. 

and to your absolute surprise, he started humming a song along with the music. he didn't sing, no, he hummed the song. the song? golden hour. 

you couldn't help but let out a few tears at that. it was a song both of you loved listening to. it was played on repeat when you were alone, thinking about each other. you knew it was cringe and completely cliche. but you thought, this is love. love is supposed to be a little cliche. it's supposed to be cringe. it's supposed to melt your hearts into puddles. love is your favorite song on repeat as you think about your partner. love is coming back home to see your lover doing the most mundane tasks and falling in love with them all over again. 

as the song came to an end, with the last notes played, todoroki looked over at you, and you noticed that todoroki's eyes were filled too, with a soft smile on his face as well. you couldn't control yourself when you jumped up to attack your boyfriend's face with kisses. anywhere you could place them. soon you were sobbing. ugly crying, if you were being honest. todoroki sat there and bathed in all the affection you were giving him. then, suddenly you started hitting shouto on the chest as you rested your forehead near his collarbone. 

"i hate you, shou. you're not supposed to do romantic shit like that and make me cry. i'm sure i look ugly now." you said, hiccuping in between your words. 

"i love you too, babygirl. but you're never ugly, y/n. you're my pretty girl, aren't you? my pretty girl is never ugly." he said. leaning down to put two of his fingers under your chin, to make you look at him. he wiped away your tears with the sleeve of his sweater, and only then did you actually notice that you both were matching. both of you were wearing sage green sweaters and black jeans, though todoroki had his sweater on top of a plain white shirt. you had your choker and earrings on, while todoroki has his chain necklace as well. 

"shou, we're matching." you said in awe. your boyfriend really thought of everything. 

"yeah baby. remember me asking you for a pic of what you were gonna wear today?

"i love you, shou. i love you so much." you whispered before leaning up to kiss him. a real kiss. todoroki leaned down to capture your lips in his. soon, you had to break apart, chests slightly heaving, wishing humans never needed oxygen.

"happy anniversary, baby. i love you too, so much." and when he said that to you, you could feel your breath hitching. cursing oxygen and human anatomy, you leaned in again for another kiss. sealing your life with his. 

tagging @vespersposts <3

[chateaaa]

Head over heels - Shoto Todoroki

pairing: Todoroki Shoto x fem! reader (Todoroki Shoto BF headcannons)

warnings: fluff!!

- Todoroki Shoto who is head over heels for his girlfriend

- 99% of his bag is literally filled with goodies for you. Oh you need a napkin? he brings some in his bag. a extra ponytail? he always wears one around his arm incase you need it. gum? he got you.

- Todoroki Shoto who would cool you using his quirk if the weather is hot, and would heat you up if the weather is cool

- Todoroki Shoto who would buy you literally anything you want using the card of his dad

- Todoroki Shoto who would tutor you after class if theres any subject you're not good at

- Todoroki Shoto who absolutely loves your cooking

- Todoroki Shoto who loves it when you kiss him especially his scar!! he would be very shy at first but would be so mushy and soft when you kiss his scar because he feels insecure with it

- If you and shoto are classmates he would always protect you in a villain attack, making you his first priority

- Todoroki Shoto as a boyfriend means he always, always tells stories of you to his mom! and his sister Fuyumi absolutely adores you! you're practically part of the family !!

- Todoroki Shoto, your typical clueless type of boyfriend, before the relationship, he would 100% be the type who would spend so much time researching about what is the bubbling feeling he has in his chest when he sees you he thinks he's sick

- Todoroki Shoto who would proudly confess first

- Todoroki Shoto who at the start of the relationship would be very nervous

- Todoroki Shoto the type of boyfriend who is thinking of marrying you after graduating in UA

- Todoroki Shoto who would literally punch his father if he ever disapproves your relationship (no pun intended)

- Todoroki Shoto who would gladly take a gunshot for you, even if you were the one to pull the trigger, that shows how much he loves you

- Todoroki Shoto who would have self doubts with himself, s2 Todoroki! would probably push you away saying how he didn't need you but he would soon realize his feelings for you <3