#todoroki x fem!reader

[lolaxbunnyy]

IDK IF YOU STILL DO MY HERO ACADEMIA AS IM NEW- but I love your writing so

What about poly Bakugo, Deku, Todoroki x Fem!reader who’s nine months pregnant, due any day now. She’s about to go into labor but they’re not home due to a mission

Idk if I explained this well 💀

also I hope this is good enough I haven’t been on here in a while 😬 . Also I gave the baby a name and a gender if you want something else then you can feel free to change it. Also if anybody has anything they would like me to write please ask!

warnings: fem black reader, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of birth, nothing bad though just enjoy.

SHOTO, IZUKU, AND KATSUKI. The top three most amazing and well known pro heros who were well loved by their fans had a little secret. They had a pretty little wife who was carrying one of their babies. Katsuki decided that he was going to be the one to get her pregnant first, the other two had no problem with that. After months of trying and no show she was finally pregnant and all four of them were so happy to finally have their first kid.

It’s been 9 months already and their precious baby girl has yet to leave her place within her mamas tummy.

Y/N rubbed her swollen belly as she did her rotations on her exercise ball. Katsuki’s mom was here helping her out with the little things that she needed. Mitsuki loved her from the moment Katsuki introduced them and now that she’s going to have a little grandchild she was even more happy with her future daughter in law.

"Y/N honey. The boys are calling again."Mitsuki said as she walked in from the kitchen to the living room rolling her eyes. “This is the fourth time they’ve called in the last hour.” Mitsuki chuckled.

"They're so worried that you're going to pop before they get back." Y/N grabbed the phone from, Mitsuki’s hand and put it up to her ear.

“Hello?” “Hey, baby. You doing okay?” Y/N rolled her eyes even though he couldn’t see her. “Yes I’ve been okay since the last time you called.” She heard him chuckle. “Okay. You’re a little worked up. What happened? Sick of us calling?” Y/N giggled. “Nope, never. I can’t even miss or worry about you guys because you’re too busy calling all the time instead of focusing on your task that you three were sent to do.” Before Izuku could respond she heard the faint voice of someone talking to him. “Oi? Is that Curls?” Katsuki of course.

Y/N heard what sounded like the phone being snatched away from Izuku. “Oi, Curls! If you ever hand up in my face again we’re gonna have some problems when I get back home, you hear me?” Y/N chuckled. “Yes sir.” She heard the blonde kiss his teeth before handing the phone back to Izuku.

“Sorry, bout that. Anyways you’ve got some scolding to do to Katsuki anyways.” “Don’t you dare tell her about that!” She could tell Izuku rolled his eyes. “He was being careless today and almost lost his leg.” Katsuki grumbled. “ ‘Was not bein’ fuckin’ careless. ‘The hell was I s’posed to know he was gonna turn his leg in to a fuckin’ chain saw?!” Y/N pursed her lips. “Y’know if you two are done bickering we have matters to attend too.”

Shoto said out of nowhere. “That’s right. Well baby, look like we gotta go. We’ll see you next week, hopefully.” Katsuki butted in. “Yeah so tell the brat to avoid her eviction notices till then.” Y/N laughed. “I’m sure she heard you, Kat. I’ll see you boys next week. I love you.” “We love you more baby.” Then the phone clicked and the call was over.

Y/N sighed. She truly did miss them. Sure she enjoyed the company of her soon to be in laws, but she missed her boys. It was quiet and peaceful while they were away and she hated that. The bed was always cold and empty and she also hated that but it still smelled of them and she could at least appreciate that. So did the large shirt that she borrowed from Shoto’s side of the closet.

The boys had already been gone for two weeks and they’d be back home next week but it doesn’t feel like Blossom can wait any longer to be out in the world. Her eyes trailed over towards the belly cast that she had gotten done. The boys had decorated it all pretty and even drew a little family of four on it in Katsuki’s terrible excuse of a drawing. She’d never tell him that though because even if it was bad it’s still cute and still has meaning to it. She can still even feel their careful hands on her stomach.

Izuku’s hands are the most scarred and a little calloused but still firm and calming. Katsuki’s hands being the most calloused and somehow a bit sweaty from time to time. Sho’s hands were the softest but were always cold.

She missed the special treatment and massages they’d give her before they left. They were very caring and spoiling.

It’s been like this since they’ve found out that she was pregnant. They couldn’t be home for her, they had their moms take care of her. Then when they came home for the night, they’d be all over her because in their words, “you look so cute when you’re pregnant.”

She smiled softly at Mitsuki as she smelled the cooking of her favorite food. It’s getting later and later and there was a storm outside brewing. She didn’t want her poor boys caught outside in the rain.

"Y/N, Inko sent some more clothes for Blossom." Mitsuki smiled as she handed them to her. “Awe. We’re going to run out of space in her little closets.” Y/N held the shirt to her stomach. “Do you like it, B?” Y/N suddenly winced at a sharp pain in her stomach. “Okay, I’ll put it away.” But the pain kept coming. Mitsuki helped Y/N up carefully and at that very moment, her water broke.

Mitsuki immediately started to call phones. "Inko, Rei! It's happening! I need you here now! The babies coming!"

Mitsuki was rushing around the house to get the bags ready and extra clothes before helping her soon to be daughter in law towards the car.

Once they arrived after some time Mitsuki rushed in to get a nurse and she came back with a nurse who had a wheelchair ready and the both of them helped Y/N out of the car in to the chair and she was wheeled in and rushed towards the maternity floor. They put her in a room and went to go get things ready for her.

“Where the fuck are they going?!” Y/N whimpered out as one if her hands held her stomach while her other arm was draped across her face. Rei and Inko walked in. "They're going to get everything ready. More doctors and your epidural for your pain, Honey."Inko responded and Y/N hummed in pain.

“Did you call the boys?” Rei asked and Mitsuki nodded her head as she tried to get Y/N comfortable and situated. "Yes but they're not answering. I think they're too busy in what they're doing."

Rei let out a soft okay before looking at the clock on the wall. 12:03 AM it read. A nurse came back in and injected her with the medicine but it didn’t have time to do its job because right after the doctors came in and it was time for her baby girl to come out in to the world.

Everything went smoothly. (beside the three mothers having to stop Y/N from attacking the nurse. Twice. First time because if her giving her the epidural late and second because the bitch almost dropped her baby.) when Blossom was all cleaned up it was about. 2:19 when Y/N got to hold her baby and feed her.

She was so pretty. Her skin was a mix between Y/N and Katsuki and her hair was blonde and straight but Y/N was sure that her curls would come in soon. Last but not least her eyes her round and (e/c) just like her moms as she looked up at her through her blonde eyelashes. The three mothers huddled around Y/N to look at their granddaughter. "Awe. She's so pretty." Inko cooed softly. “I’ve got to get pictures.” Rei gushed and both her and Inko rushed to their purses to get their phone out while Mitsuki stayed by Y/N.

"Do you want me to get her so you can rest?" “Yes please, if you don’t mind.” Mitsuki took Blossom and soon after, Y/N was knocked out.

Izuku was the last person to get out of the bath for that morning. They’d been up since midnight going on a fake lead, practically wasting their time all night. Izuku grabbed what he thought was his phone but noticed that it was Katsuki’s. “Hey, Kachaan? You’ve got 10 missed calls from your mom.” Katsuki raised an eyebrow as he set down his freshly cooked spicy ramen.

He went to his call log and clicked on his mom’s name in face time. "Hello?" His mom’s face showed in the camera. “You called 10 times?” He said unamused. Thinking that it was just her being worried and paranoid again. "Well, I needed to tell you something." Katsuki hummed. “Kay?” The camera flipped around and Katsuki saw blonde hair then the phone fell to the floor as his mom let out an agitated ‘damn it’ before picking it up and a sleeping baby was shown.

“Is that?” "Yep." Inko cut off her son. “That’s Blossom guys!” The boys mouths dropped. Their daughter was so pretty just like her mommy. After that face time call that day the boys had to call off the mission to get home to their girls immediately.

Y/N was released from the hospital two days before they could come home so when they made it back they instantly without a second thought came straight home and they finally got to see their daughter. Blossoms little hair started to curl up a little so she most definitely started to look like Y/N.

Katsuki was the first to hold her and she was so small Katsuki feared that he might break her. Izuku and Shoto walked towards Katsuki, standing on either side of him as they looked down at their daughter. “She most definitely looks like a Blossom.” Shoto spoke softly as the little baby curiously looked at the three men.

Their moms smiled at them. "Congrats boys!" Mitsuki had tears in her eyes as little sniffles came out. "Oh my goodness. I'm finally a grandma! I'm never gonna get over this!" She cried into Inko’s shoulder and Inko patted her back comfortingly. “I wanna hold her next.” Izuku held his arms out and Katsuki carefully handed Blossom to him. Once he was secure in his arms, Katsuki turned towards Y/N.

He smiled softly and he walked over towards her giving her a kiss on her cheek. He watched the others coo over the little blonde haired baby.

“Thank you so much, baby.” Three months later, the world knew about their two girls after Izuku had posted a video of Blossom giggling away at Katsuki and Shoto making silly faces at her while Y/N just watched in the background with a big smile on her face. That video was the most brought up topic in their latest interviews and they didn’t mind at all telling the world about their girls.

this story belongs to @lolaxbunnyy !!

[aaakikoo]

SOMETHING PRECIOUS

summary → when you think that you nothing in your life other than to get married to the prince your parents set you up with, someone else comes along your way.

paring → bodyguard! b.katsuki x princess f!reader

an → sorry this took so long, and this is so shitty omggg! Been busy lately :)

warnings → cursing, killing attempt, uncomfortable situations etc, tell me if I missed any! VERY CORNY AND NOT READ PROOF, idk what was happening here icl.

series m.list - this is part 3

“Hurry y/n.” Your mother said as she dragged you from your room down to the dining room. Where prince Todoroki and has parents along with your father, the king sat.

“Good morning y/n, my beautiful daughter.” Your father said as he welcomed you in with your mother. You both took a seat on each of his sides.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Prince Todoroki said as he took your hand and kissed the top of it. After that moment you didn’t want to sit with him anymore.

“G-good morning.”

You sat there next to the man you hated the most as the everyone else discussed while you remained silent, not that anyone will take your ideas or thoughts seriously.

After that meeting you went back to your room, changed to a smaller more comfier dress and took a stroll down your garden to water your plants.

After you had finished you went back to your quarters to be met with a familiar face.

“Good afternoon, princess.” Bakugou said as he opened the door for you.

“Drop the formalities and get in.” He didn’t have a choice, you pulled him anyways.

“Can I help you, princess?”

“I told you to drop the formalities.” You said and room fell quiet.

“What do you need then, y/n?” He said as he took off his suit jacket and hanged it on one of your pink Victorian chairs.

“Do you remember what I said the other night?” You were shying away, Bakugou knew exactly what you were talking about.

“Yes I do.” He replied with crossed arms.

“Have you..considered or even thought about what I said..”

he sighed deeply. “Not very much. Because there is no point, you’re a princess, waiting to get married to another prince who is soon to be a king. While I am just your bodyguard that can be replaced any moment. Why would I ever consider something that will never happen?”

His words hit you very hard as you looked deeply into his eyes and said.

“It could happen. If I run away.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, y/n. I am here to do my job, not to make you my wife.”

“But I-I don’t love prince Todoroki. I don’t want his wife or have anything to do with him.” You were crying at that point. Bakugou hugged you very tight.

“I know that you’ve never asked for any of this, and I know this unfair. But the world isn’t fair. I know you appreciate me, and I appreciate you too, but we can never be together.” He said as he stroked your hair.

“Can we at least be friends?” You asked.

“It’s fine with me.”

You and Bakugou sat in your carriage on your way downtown to go shopping, just because you felt like it.

He had carried all of your bags and put them at the back of your carriage.

“I need a break from home so badly, it’s always nice to be here.” You said as Bakugou smiled at your enthusiasm.

As he was about to say something you heard a loud bang and him screaming your name at the top of his lungs.

As you both fell down to the ground, him on top of you.

You couldn’t process what happened as he already started running after someone. You ran quickly to your carriage and sat yourself inside, waiting for Bakugou.

Many minutes had passed and you didn’t know what was going on.

As you had decided to order the carriage driver to leave, he then came with a stranger between his two arms, wearing all black, wrapped with an old rope.

“Y/n, get home. I’ll be there soon.” Bakugou said as he was panting.

“No get in.” You fought back.

“Y/N LEAVE! ILL BE THERE SOON.”

You knew not to say anything back as you sadly nodded and made your way home.

As you got home you ran straight to your parents office where they were sat there looking very stressed out till you entered the room. Your mom ran over to you and hugged you.

“My y/n, what happened? we got calls from your bodyguard and from the police!”

“Mother! We were heading back from the city and I think someone tried to shoot me, but Bakugou chased after him and told me to get home.”

As your father was about to speak your personal maid knocked on the open door,

“Sorry to disturb, but there is alot going on downstairs.”

You and your family headed downstairs to see your bodyguard standing and panting heavily, and police officers and patrollers standing by the entrance.

“CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN WHAT HAS HAPPENED HERE?”

Your father yelled in frustration.

“Your majesty let me explain. As far as I am concerned, princess y/n was on her way back from a trip to the city when all of the sudden she gets attacked by this man right here.”

One of the police officers pulls the man from behind.

“Mr. Bakugou right here whom happened to be her bodyguard defended her and chased him down till he caught him and wrapped him with old ropes that he had found on the streets. We took both of them in to our department for investigations, and after along time we find out that someone had paid this man to attack the princess in different ways” The officer finishes and bows his head to the king out of respect.

“Can that explain the attack that happened while we were at the neighboring kingdom?” You asked and Bakugou was very quick to answer.

“Yes. But we need to figure out how he and perhaps other know when you are at home and when you aren’t, and how exactly did he get so close to the prince Todorokis estate.”

Your father had chatted with the police he told them to have more police officers patrolling in the cities, and keep their heads up at all times.

[bokutosbabe]

A Place in this World

Shoto Todoroki x Fem! Reader

CW; Shoto pushing reader to figure out her future, reader is a free spirit, Shoto gets annoyed, talk of shoto being like his dad (it’s for the story i promise), fairly short, healthy relationship with bickering,  based on taylor swift’s “a place in this world” obvi, let me know if i missed anything!

Synopsis; Being at UA usually meant you were going to become a pro hero, but you really weren’t sure what you wanted to do; which drives your goal driven boyfriend, shoto,  up the wall.

Being at UA meant you had the best pipeline into being a pro hero, but you weren’t even sure if that was how you wanted to live. There were so many other career paths; a doctor, a teacher, a business owner. All of them seemed like something you were so much more interested in, but you still weren’t sure.

“You still haven’t decided to be a hero yet?”Shoto, your boyfriend of six months now, was a very goal oriented person and knew exactly what he wanted to do after graduation. Surpass his father as a hero. Maybe someone as carefree and fearless as you shouldn’t have even come into contact with a person like Shoto, but you know the old saying, “opposites attract” or whatever. And while,yes, you and Shoto attracted each other, there were also times where it seemed like you two were the same ends of a magnet, always trying to pull apart due to the force.

That force was your indecisiveness. Shoto, as much as he didn’t wish to admit it, was like his father in very little ways; ways that no one except people who were really close to him would see. The need to be a top hero, the need for his partner to also be a hero, those were what he gained from his father even though he didn’t wish to admit it. “Hmm…nope! Ya know, I could be a daycare worker! I do love kids.” If he didn’t know you better, Shoto could have assumed you were simply doing this to get on his nerves, but you weren’t. You were simply a girl trying to find a place in this world. A place where you wouldn’t be scrutinized over one wrong move, but also a place where you received and gave out affection. A place like that was hard to find, and you weren’t sure you’d ever come into contact with it. 

“Y/N come on, what more do you need? You go to UA, you’re doing a work study, and everyone has seen your quirk from the sports festival! You’re thinking too hard about this. Just become a hero.” and here came the problem with dating a man who knew what he wanted out of life; the constant pressure to figure out what the hell you wanted to do. 

“I don’t know. Seems like a lot of work. What about a pediatric nurse?” You had always loved kids and the medical field seemed like a simpler way of being a superhero, at least to you. “You’re going to change that idea tomorrow.” “Tomorrow's a mystery! You never know~” you gave the boy a small smile, you knew how annoyed he got with you, but luckily he stayed around.

You could only hope he stayed around long enough for you to find your place in this world.

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Cold as You

[gatitties]

Stars

─ Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader

─ Summary: looking at the stars is now a hobby for both of us.

─ Warnings: none

You put the jacket on your shoulders, the air outside was cold and the night sky made its way through the last golden rays of the sun, with calm steps you climbed the stairs of the building to the roof. You curved your lips up when you saw the beautiful view, it was relaxing to go up and contemplate the constellations after a long day training and studying, but above all to get away from all worries, just empty brain contemplating live art.

You were slightly startled by feeling the warm touch of another person on your shoulder, not feeling the silent person who positioned himself next to you.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

You smiled at him, somewhat surprised to see Todoroki there, who usually went to bed early, or you simply didn't think he would ever visit the roof of the dormitories at nightfall.

"It's nothing."

You played it down, contemplating the stars above the sky, resting your arms on the railing that separated your body from a drop several meters high, Shoto remained silent, following your gaze and turning his eyes from time to time towards your figure, as if he wanted to say something but he didn't even know what, he really didn't know what he was doing there either, but since he saw you constantly go up to the roof he was curious to know what you were doing up there for so long. You caught his gaze several times, causing a tingle in your body, with a small sigh you turned to face him.

"They are pretty, aren't they?"

"Huh?"

"The stars are really beautiful."

You smiled pointing at the starry sky that hung over both of you, once again admiring the mantle stained with bright points.

"Yes, they are."

He muttered following the direction in which you were pointing to the starry sky, although he had a slightly confused look, making you laugh slightly, you knew he had no idea what you were pointing to, apart from, obviously, the little suns with no apparent form.

"That's the Ursa Minor."

"The… Ursa Minor?"

He narrowed his eyes without being able to visualize the figure, as before, only seeing a lot of white dots without forming a concrete silhouette. You approached him, grabbing his arm, stretching it out, resting your head next to his to try to have the same vision, you pointed his finger towards the stars, joining the lines that formed that constellation.

"I see." he turned his face, being a few centimeters from yours, causing your face to feel hot, you smiled nervously, seeing his eyes full of pure curiosity "Can you teach me more?"

You nodded, relaxing your body, without breaking the distance, noticing how his warm skin made contact with yours while you pointed to the most constellations on the mantle, murmuring some mythological data about them while he listened with complete concentration.

It was routine to go up to the roof at night after that encounter.

[yaimlight]

Rating: T

Pairings: Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader / Todoroki Shoto x fem!reader / Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shoto / Bakugou Katsuki x fem!reader x Todoroki Shoto

A/N: for Doha. Thank you

Part of the Twos Company, Threes A Crowd series

Katsuki stared out across the vast amount of lush green grass and papyrus plants, the calm blue waters of the river gently lapping at the jetty he was standing on. It was still hot, even though the sun was on its way back down again, beginning to turn the cloudless sky a brilliant mix of reds, oranges and pinks. He had learnt his first day here though that the heat didn’t disappear with the sun, the night’s still a sticky 29 degrees even now in October. It made sleep difficult, especially with three of them in the bed and the only way of cooling down in their glorified shack was an ancient looking fan that just seemed to move the hot sticky air around. He had taken to sleeping in the middle, pressed up against Shoto’s right side and with you against his back, the borrowed quirk making your entire body cold enough that Katsuki hardly felt the heat. So, what if he woke up shivering some mornings, it was better than waking up in a puddle of his own highly flammable sweat. Anyway, he only had one more night of the heat and sweat and bloody bugs to put up with and then you would all be on a plane back home and back to your normal lives.

One more night.

And what a night it was going to be.

“Why are you hiding out here?” The wooden decking creaked under Shoto’s light footsteps, the old wood protesting against the added weight. It held though, the gentle creaking blending in perfectly with the sounds of crickets and bugs along with the ever so slight rustle of a warm and gentle breeze. “I ain’t hiding,” Katsuki sighed, “just thinking is all.” A gentle hum came from behind, closer than before and somehow sounding sceptical of his words. Katsuki was not hiding. He wasn’t. He just needed some time to himself, to make sure that this was what he really wanted for himself and for them. The answer had been the same as it had been every time since the three of you had decided on this stupid and somewhat dangerous plan. That should worry him, how easy it had been to choose you two over everything he had worked so hard for but it didn’t because it had been an easy choice to make and Katsuki was pretty sure if given the chance he would have made the same choice time and time again.

“Nervous?” Shoto asked, his calm and monotone voice now directly behind him. Katsuki could feel the cold radiating out of the other man, the sudden icy chill a welcome feeling on his hot and sticky back. Katsuki would have hugged the other man if he could, pressing up against his colder side and burying his head in the crock of his neck just to get some relief from the damned heat but that sort of behaviour wasn’t tolerated here and Katsuki really didn’t feel like getting chucked into an Egyptian prison for however long it took his lawyers to get him out. “No,” he said truthfully, “ain’t got anything to be nervous about.” It wasn’t a complete lie. In regards to what they were about to do, Katsuki wasn’t nervous at all. No, it was what would happen afterwards, when they got back home that worried him and Katsuki really didn’t like feeling like he wasn’t in control of a situation.

Shoto sighed, stepping in closer. There was a rustle of fabric, his linen shirt being gently moved out the way only to be followed by the shockingly cold press of Shoto’s hand against the small of Katsuki’s back. “Shit,” Katsuki hissed, arching his back away from the touch on instinct. He didn’t demand that Shoto stop though, quickly pressing back into the gentle but confident touch and moaning appreciatively. Long, dexterous fingers danced up his back, the ice covered digits chasing away the pinpricks of heat that had his shirt clinging to him. “Fuck that feels good,” Katsuki groaned, sinking back into the other man and letting the cold seep into his too hot skin. Shoto laughed gently, Katsuki able to feel the low rumble of it at his back. It was nice, just standing watching the sun set with Shoto at his side, the two of them content in the moment and what it meant for them. Shame Shoto couldn’t keep his mouth shut and let things go. “If you are not nervous then why are you scowling at the sun like it has personally offended you?”

Katsuki groaned at the question. He stepped forward, not enough to put a lot of distance between them but enough for Shoto’s hand to slide out from under Katsuki’s shit and fall limply at his side. He didn’t try to step into Katsuki’s space, respecting the distance he had put between them and Katsuki was grateful for that. If they were going to have this conversation now then he couldn’t have Shoto touching him. It was too much of a distraction and Katsuki wanted a clear head for this, hopeful that he wouldn’t mess it all up and ruin what the three of you had fought so hard for.

“Ain’t, you worried?” Katsuki asked, his eyes fixed on the swaying reeds on the other side of the river. “About what?” Katsuki didn’t need to be looking at Shoto to know his head was tilted to the side slightly, his brows furrowed in confusion. Of course he wouldn’t be worried, he probably hadn’t even thought about the consequences of their actions but Katsuki had and though he had no intention of backing out now he couldn’t help that small little slither of worry that nagged at him, making him unable to forget what could happen to them once they got home. “About what’s goanna happen when we get back home?” Katsuki questioned. There was silence, just the gentle sounds of the world around him for a long few seconds and Katsuki thought that he would never get an answer but then there came a sigh, the floorboards creaking again.

Shoto stepped up next to him this time, the two of them standing side by side and looking out over the river. “No,” Shoto said simply, and Katsuki felt his shoulders sag slightly. He had been expecting that and yet he was still strangely disappointed by the answer. He had been hoping to find that his own concerns were mirrored by the other man or that he would at least be able to ease Katsuki’s worries with a few gentle words but instead all he had gotten was a simple one word answer that didn’t really mean anything to Katsuki. It didn’t help him at all, leaving Katsuki feeling a little lost and alone in his worry and that was not a feeling he was used to.

“Why would I be worried with you and Y/N by my side?” Katsuki's head snapped to the side. Shoto was already looking at him, mismatched eyes open and honest. It was a simple concept, even a slightly childish way of looking at their situation but Katsuki could see that Shoto believed in what he was saying, like it didn’t matter what happened as long as the three of them stuck together. Katsuki wished he could see it that way. He did but he had seen what media pressure and public opinion did to the relationships of those that were in the public eye, hell it had even happened to them before. It was never them though, never him and Shoto that took the brunt of it when the public's opinion turned.

It had taken almost a year for your ranking to recover after Endeavor leaked your sealed personnel files and the world learned who and what you had been before being granted a heroes licence. Even then it had still been a struggle and there were still people out there who campaigned for your firing and re-imprisonment, constantly hounding you with their hate and small mindedness. Then there was the whole mess when the three of you had rather publicly been found out, everyone jumping to the conclusions that you were playing them both. Even with the publicity stunt you three had pulled they had still come after you, still treated you like a villain and that was before they had even known you had been one. The point was that history had a habit of repeating itself and though he and Shoto would most likely end up with a fine and a stern telling off you would probably lose your job and as much as Katsuki loved you he wouldn’t want to be the one responsible for taking that away from you. Not after you had worked so hard to prove what you were capable of.

Shoto must have been able to see Katsuki’s worry and fear in his eyes, sighing softly as he tipped his head slowly to one side. Katsuki knew that now was a rubbish time to be falling into a guilt ridden panic like this and he had no intention of getting cold feet and making a run for it but he couldn’t stop the reality of it all sinking in and taking a firm grip on his mind. “We talked about this,” Shoto mumbled, turning his body towards Katsuki instead of awkwardly straining his neck. “I know,” Katsuki huffed in frustration. They had been over this, several times at this point and you were adamant that he was overreacting, insistent that you would be able to withstand whatever the repercussions of your actions were. “This was never the life I was supposed to have,” you had insisted when he had first brought it up, “and I am grateful for every moment I have had as a hero but if the choice was between you and Shoto or a stupid bit of plastic that said I could use my quirk to help people then I would chose the two of you every time.” Katsuki had known you loved him, but listening to you declare it so openly and honestly whilst looking at him like he hung the moon and the stars had almost been too much, making him feel both elated and undeserving of your devotion all at once.

It was the same argument, again and again, and neither of them seemed to be taking it seriously so he had no choice but to be the one left shouldering all the worry and responsibility. It was all well and good making declarations of love and devotion now but what about a year from now? Six months? Hell even six weeks from now when you were jobless and they had lost all their sponsorships and couldn’t afford their bills and everything they had worked so hard for was crumbling away beneath them. What then? What would they do then when that little niggling feeling of regret and resentment started to grow and what had once been love turned into something ugly and angry?

“Stop,” Shoto snapped, pulling Katsuki out of his spiralling thoughts before he really could make an ass of himself and call this whole thing off. He didn’t want that, didn’t regret what they were going to do here today and all he was doing was making things worse for all of them, overthinking and dragging up issues that had already been dealt with. Shit. Maybe he was spending too much time with Deku, the nerd's neurosis starting to rub off on him. “Yeah. Sorry,” he mumbled, lifting a hand up to rub at his eyes. What was wrong with him? He had been acting like a complete moron since the three of you had come up with his hairbrained plan and it was only getting worse.

Cold fingers wrap around his, pulling Katsuki’s hand away from his eyes. Mismatched eyes were already staring back at him when Katsuki blinked his eyes open, not a trace of anger or annoyance in them. Just concern and understanding. “It’s fine,” Shoto said flatly and Katsuki huffed, nodding his head once in a sharp and jerky motion. It didn’t feel fine but then this wasn’t something Katsuki had ever thought he would be doing. When he had been a snot nosed little brat planning out his life this hadn’t been part of his plan, hadn’t even crossed his mind. He hadn’t had the time or the desire to make space in his life for a relationship let alone two of them and yet here he was, his life and heart tangled up with two idiots who he was willing to change his previously ridged and iron clan plan for. Maybe Mina was right, he had gone soft.

They stood there in silence for a few minutes, both of them just staring out across the river and its lush green banks. Everything was so still and calm yet not, the air alive with the sounds of birds and crickets and the rustle of reeds in the ever so slight breeze. “Things will be difficult for a while.” Katsuki’s eyes darted to the side at the sudden words from Shoto but he was still focused on the horizon before them, never once looking at Katsuki as he spoke in the same flat and monotone voice as always. “We all know the risks and no one more so than Y/N. Yes, people will judge us but when have you ever cared what other people think?” He turned to look at Katsuki then, his mismatched eyes clear and piercing as he stared down at him.

Katsuki stared back at him, the other man's words sinking in slowly. Shoto was right, Katsuki never had cared about what other people thought before. They were extras, background characters in his, their, story. Katsuki never had put any stock in what others thought and he shouldn’t, not really because they just didn’t matter. As long as the three of them were happy that should be all that mattered, right? Their friends and family accepted them, well the ones that mattered anyway and that should be the end of it but this was different. It was one thing to publicly commit to a polyamorous relationship it was a completely different and somewhat illegal thing to run off to a foreign country and get married. God, the old hag was going to kill him when she found out.

“I don’t,” Katsuki insisted, a slight edge of desperation to his voice. “I just,” Katsuki paused, eyes flickering to the side and the two men stood inside the cotton draped gazebo behind them, not wanting them to hear their conversation. They seemed to be deep in conversation themselves, neither of them paying him or Shoto any attention. “I don’t want this to ruin us Sho,” Katsuki finally whispered, that stupid nickname slipping out without Katsuki even meaning to. Shoto smiled, soft and reassuring as he looked at Katsuki like he was an adorable idiot. He wasn’t either of those things and Katsuki found himself scowling at the other man.

“The only thing this is going to ruin is your reputation, especially when people find out you are the one getting emotional,” Shoto deadpanned. “Fuck off,” Katsuki grumbled, shoving the other man away from. Shoto laughed, the sound light and playful and Katsuki couldn’t help but smile back, the tension in his chest easing slightly. He really was being an idiot, wasn’t he. The three of them had gone through so much throughout their lives and they had overcome every obstacle and hardship that had been thrown at them so why would this be any different? As cliche and sappy as it sounds they did have each other, an unstoppable force in the face of all the bullshit the world had to offer and all the bullshit Katsuki was currently trying to make them suffer through.

Sighing, Katsuki turned back to look at the river, letting the silence stretch out between them. Maybe it is his own inadequacies. Maybe he’s still stuck in his and Shoto’s old kitchen feeling lost and unworthy as you open up your bruised and battered heart to them. Maybe he’s just an idiot getting cold feet before making one of the biggest decisions of his life. Whatever it is his fear is real though, the worry that one day you or Shoto will wake up and realise that this thing between the three of you just wasn’t worth it, that he wasn’t worth it. Shoto was right, there would be backlash for this that none of you would be able to escape it but that didn’t change the fact that this was going to make him really fucking happy and that should be enough, shouldn’t it? The three of you happy and together, bound in a way that he had never thought would be possible. God, Shoto was right about that too, Katsuki was being the emotional one. Their publicist would have a field day if he ever found out.

“Idiot,” Katsuki finally mumbled, breaking the peaceful silence between them and nudging the other man with his shoulder. “Ummmm,” Shoto hummed softly, the sound almost lost in the gentle rustle of wind through the tall grass. Katsuki turned his head to look at him, sucking in a breath as he finally took in the man standing next to him. He looked stunning, what with the reds and yellows of the sunset behind him and highlighting his deceptively delicate features. His hair had been braided on either side of his hair, the red and white strands twisted together into a bun at the back with a few loose strands hanging down by his eyes and fluttering in the breeze. His outfit was the same as Katsuki’s, a loose fit white linen shirt with loose cream slacks and tan loafers. He looked like he had just walked off the cover of some shit romance novel and Katsuki hated the fact that it was kind of doing it for him. Katsuki hadn’t been too happy about the horribly casual outfits but now he was glad you had won that argument. He couldn’t imagine how hot he would have been if he had worn the three piece suit that he had originally wanted to.

Shoto turned to look at him, smiling softly at the blonde and he couldn’t help but smile back. “Your idiot,” Shoto said, nudging Katsuki back with his shoulder. Katsuki liked the sound of that, of Shoto being his, the both of you actually and soon enough that would be true. They would have a little bit of paper that tied the three of you together legally. Well, he and Shoto to you anyway and only legal in a handful of places. It was a start though and as soon as they found somewhere that allowed it he would be the first one to drag Shoto in front of whatever religion toting priest, rabbi or Sharman that was willing to do it. “Yeah, you are,” Katsuki stated, watching Shoto’s smile get just that little bit bigger.

Movement out the corner of his eye had Katsuki’s head snapping to the side, just in time to see a small boat rounding the corner of the river, the wooden vessel gliding effortlessly across the calm waters. “Show time,” Katsuki said, nodding towards the approaching boat, his heart fluttering and he licked nervously at his dry lips. Shoto’s head instantly snapped round, mismatched eyes practically sparkling as they watched the thing inch closer. Taking a deep breath Katsuki stood up straighter, readying himself for what was to come. He was a mix of conflicting emotions, both nervous and excited for what they were about to do and growing increasingly impatient now that you were so close.

“Come on,” Katsuki grabbed Shoto’s wrist as he turned, pulling him behind him as he made his way back down the jetty and towards the two men waiting for them inside the gazebo. It was all pleasant smiles and encouraging words as the registrar got them into position, Katsuki and Shoto on either side of the makeshift aisle that the attendant was quickly marking out with a scattering of white and pink rose petals. He was talking, probably reminding them of how the ceremony would go but Katsuki wasn’t listening. Instead he was staring intently at the petals and fiddling with the cuffs of his shirt.

Katsuki didn’t get nervous, not ever but he had to admit that what he was feeling now came pretty damned close. His palms were starting to sweat, his heart rate picking up and there was a weird fluttering in his stomach that had him questioning his breakfast choice that morning. He was excited and anxious, all his worries and fears for the future rearing their ugly heads again. What if this all blows up in their faces? What if when all was said and done and the dust had settled the very thing that was supposed to bring you closer ended up driving you further apart? There were so many things that could go wrong for the three of you and Katsuki wasn’t sure he was ready to deal with the fall out.

A cold hand grabbed hold of his, squeezing gently and pulling Katsuki away from his spiralling thoughts. He looked up from where he had been staring unseeingly at the rose petals to find Shoto smiling reassuringly at him. His grip tightened slightly on Katsuki’s hand and the blonde let go of the breath he hadn’t known he had been holding. The other man grounded him, keeping him in the moment and reminding him why he was doing this. Reminding him why he wouldn’t regret those two little words that he had been dreaming of saying since they had decided on this.

There came the sound of waves lapping at wood followed by the dull thud of something hitting the jetty. Katsuki’s breath seemed to catch in his throat, his heart falling silent as he listened for that first tentative step. There was a creak of wood, the sharp click of heels and they both turned to look at the women who had stepped out onto the jetty.

You were beautiful.

It was the first time either of them had seen you in your dress, the underlayer a light cream with a white leaf embossed lace over the top. It had a plunging neckline with wide straps and a belt holding the many layers of fabric together at your waist. With the golden loral sat atop your head, glinting in the dimming sunlight it made you look like a goddess, long forgotten and yet still stunningly powerful. You stood smiling at them, clutching a simple bouquet of papyrus grass, pink lotus and their leaves and Katsuki couldn’t bring himself to look away. Vaguely he was aware of the flash and click of a camera going off but it did nothing to distract him from the moment. So this was what Eijiro had meant when he and Pinkie got married. The world really did move in slow motion that first time you got to see the person you loved at the end of the aisle.

“You ready?” Shot whispered from beside him. It broke the moment, everything seeming to speed up around them to catch up to reality. Katsuki shifted his hand, lacing his and Shoto’s fingers together. “Yeah,” Katsuki said, “I’m ready.” Katsuki was ready for whatever the world would throw their way, ready to take that next step with you and Shoto. Katsuki loved you, the both of you and he could think of no one else he would want to spend the rest of his life with.

Until death did you part.

[lil-writer-523]

Im gonna cry, this is so cute!!!

And so funny!!!

Intimacy

Shoto Todoroki x Reader

➤ A chill morning with you and Shoto. However, you forget you’re having company. Spoiler alert: you guys like to cuddle naked

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Shoto's soft breaths pan over your skin. His chill fingers rest on your stomach, his face tucked in your neck. You don't know how long you'd been laying there after you woke, but you didn't dare move, wanting to soak up all the time of cuddling you had left.

At some point, you finally decide to turn around. Slow, turning in Shoto's hold and pressing more against his chest. You loved times like these. You could run your hands through his hair, down his chest, and just feel close to him.

Even after all the years, you've been together, lying with him never gets old. You adapted to stripping away all your clothes when you guys slept. It's perfect for both of you. Sensual, intimate, the skin-to-skin makes you both feel happy, connected.

"You know they'll be awake any second now, right?" Shoto's voice pulls you from your tranquil thoughts. You blink and look up at him. His tired eyes barely cracked open as he looked at you, a small smile trying to pull at his lips.

"Yeah, well, we can probably stretch for a few more minutes," you say.

You both knew the twins would be up soon, wanting breakfast as they always did, but if you could, you'd stay in bed with Shoto as long as possible.

Shoto tightens his arm around you, pressing your naked body closing, feeling content and at peace. You close your eyes again and shift up a bit so you can bury your face in his neck, feeling yourself slip back asleep.

Sure enough, though, within seconds, you hear the patter of two sets of little feet racing down the hallway and bursting into your room.

"Mommy! Daddy! Wake up!"

"Yuri, Yuki, what have we told you about coming into our room when the door's closed. You have to knock," Shoto gently scolds, discretely lifting the blankets a little higher over your body for security. With you and Shoto's cuddling habits, plus how close and comfortable you are, ever since the twins could walk and get around on their own, you guys told them if your door was closed, knock. You never knew what you two could be doing or what the situation was, and you didn't want them to see something they shouldn't.

"But grandma told us to wake you!" Yuki chirps happily, standing next to your bed.

Your eyes snap open, and you pull away slightly to sit up and turn around. "Wait, grandma-"

"Good morning!" your mother coo as she enters the room, tray table in hand.

Your eyes widen, your hand flying to secure the blanket over your chest as you completely sit up. "Mom! You- I-I forgot you were coming today. How'd you get in?" your surprise quickly switches to confusion.

"My lovely grandkids, of course," she says, happy, as she sets the tray on the edge of your bed. "I made breakfast."

"Mommy, are you naked?" Yuri asks, a confused look on his face as he stands directly next to you, able to see your bare back.

"Oh, I- I-"

"FREEZY!" Yuki shouts as she appears at the other side of your bed, activating her quirk, little icicles forming in her hands, and presses them to Shoto's back. Shoto hisses and jumps, his body pressing against yours as he scoots away from the little girl.

It's something she picked up on doing ever since she found her quirk. She'd surprise Todoroki and press her cold hands to his body randomly. Usually, his legs, maybe even his butt since that's all she could reach, but since he was laid down on his side, she could get to his bare skin, immediately taking advantage of the opportunity.

"Where did she even learn to do that?" Shoto groans and turns over, burying his face into his pillow as he tries to warm his back.

"Mom, can you please take them and wait outside while we get ready?" you plead, wanting a few moments for you and Shoto to collect yourselves. "And Yuki, Yuri, I told you both not to open the door for anyone. Do not do that again, even if you think you know who it is," you give the five-year-old boy next to you a stern look.

Your mother nods and starts to turn back to the door. "Come on, kid. Why don't we let your parents start eating and get dressed, and I'll take you to the park."

Yuki has always been the twin you have to watch out for the most since she's so outgoing and energetic. So once again, you don't notice as she pulls the chair that's next to the bed from Shoto's desk, settling it next to the bed and climbing on it, then jumping on you two, effectively startling you both.

As a reflex, you put your hands out to catch and stable her in your lap, but that also makes the blanket fall from your chest, plus ruffling the covers and moving them off Shoto as well. “But I wanna stay here,” she says when she lands.

Yuri gasps, "Mommy is naked!" his little face scrunching up as he points.

"Daddy is too!!" Yuki shouts as she looks at Shoto.

"Ewwwwww." They both say in unison.

Shoto is quick to try to cover himself up as you do the same, trying to shimmy the blanket back between you and the little girl on your lap. “Alright, alright, come on, let’s give them some privacy and you can join them for lunch later,” your mom tries again. This time it works, the kids sigh and begin to exit your room. “Next time maybe they’ll be ready for the surprise company,” your mom says, giving you a teasing look.

“Mom!”

“What? Not my fault you two do it like rabbits,” she teases.

“Do wha-“ Yuri starts.

“We weren’t-“ you say at the same time.

“Byeeeee!” your mom interrupts as she closes the door.

You and Shoto sigh, relaxing back into the bed and taking a moment. “Those kids,” you sigh.

“That mother,” Shoto snickers.

“Our family,” you look over at him, both of you erupting in laughter.

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Ahem: @fandomsuggestions @izukuisbaby @motzgurke

[sup-hoes-its-me]

You're desperate for them right now

feat: bakugo, midoriya, todoroki, tamaki, iida, mirio, shinsou

Summary: (requested) fem!reader texts the boys that they need that dick rn. i used a bunch of characters for this one, so if i missed any that you really wanted, feel free to message me.

NSFW so read at your own discretion. use of "daddy" and "slut" once if anyone is uncomfortable with that. sometimes i just like to post something a little bit naughty, ya kno?

bakugo:

midoriya:

todoroki:

tamaki:

iida:

mirio:

shinsou:

[iisasxia]

Pro-Hero!Shoto who gives you a kiss on the cheek/forehead before leaving to his agency.

Pro-Hero!Shoto who’s left a note saying when he’ll be back if things go well on patrol and with paperwork.

Pro-Hero!Shoto who can’t help but smile when paparazzi and news reporters ask “is that a ring on his finger?!” Now all he can think about is how you’re waiting for him at home.

Pro-Hero!Shoto who, despite coming home late some days, likes to bring you flowers. Every night he’ll get rid of the old ones he got you and replace them with new ones.

Pro-Hero!Shoto who can be needy sometimes.. he’s occupied with a million things as a pro-hero but when he comes home to his beautiful wife cooking dinner and humming to herself, he remembers why he fell in love with her.

—

“S-shoto” I have to cook dinner.

His right hand comes to cover yours as you hold onto the wooden spoon placed in the pot. He had just come home from work, his uniform still on and his scent filling your senses.

He kept placing kisses along your jawline, to your ear, to your neck, and now he’s revealed your shoulder and began leaving another trail of kisses there too.

“Sho-“ you practically whine trying to get his attention and with no words all he does is turn off the stove, pick you up, and carry you to the bathroom.

His face buried in your neck on the journey there.

—

“M’ sorry, I just missed you today. I promise to cook dinner after to make it up to you.”

[ninibeingdelulu]

It's too much ?

a/n: suggestiveness (a lot)

Your fingernails rake down the taut planes of his heaving back as his hips pin you deliciously to the mattress.

Swollen lips crash together in a messy tangle of heat and need drawing breathy whimpers from your very core with each sinful sweep of his tongue.

"Mmm..." Another desperate moan catches in your throat when he grinds down with purpose, coaxing delirious friction against that throbbing ache rapidly blooming between your thighs.

His name drips like melted sin from your kiss-swollen mouth in encouragement.

Before you can even register the movement, he suddenly wrenches away - chest heaving and his eyes wide with molten arousal.

You whine pitifully at the abrupt loss of contact until his forehead thumps against your shoulder accompanied by a strangled groan torn straight from his gut.

"Fuck..."

The singular expletive rasps out in an utterly wrecked breath fanning over your already feverish skin.

You can't bite back the husky giggle that bubbles up at how thoroughly ruined that typically stoic demeanor has become in mere moments.

"Aw...can't handle a few little kisses there, baby ?"

You tease with a breathy lilt, fingers ghosting back up to toy with the damp strands sticking to his nape.

"My lips must be very good to have you so hot and bothered already..."

His head shakes minutely against your collarbone before shifting enough to angle that scorching bedroom stare directly into your now hopelessly dazed one.

Those powerful hands instantly slide upwards to map every tantalizingly bare inch - practically searing your flesh in tingling trails.

"No...I can handle those just fine..."

He visibly shudders when you boldly arch up into his caressing palms with a teasing whimper for emphasis.

"It's the obscene little noises you keep making,...shit. You have no idea what those fucking sounds do to me..."

He punctuates that particular statement by sealing his mouth over yours once again with a possessive growl quickly swallowed between famished lips.

You smile victoriously into the fiery clash of tongues and roaming hands intent on reducing you both to puddles before morning's light.

cloud strife, zack fair, megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo, suguru geto, rin itoshi, sae itoshi, yoichi isagi, michael kaiser, sasuke uchiwa, aki hayawaka, katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, shota aizawa, levi ackerman, eren jaeger

[minkoq]

🎐 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

⤷soft sex scenarios with aged up! bnha boys; fem! reader

🎐— just thinking about midoriya fucking you so softly into the mattress, while you whine out his name in pleasure. him tracing patterns on your back while giving you light kisses on your shoulder, whispering sweet praises to you.

🎐— iida giving you head! circling your clit with his tongue, softly fingering your clenching cunt, sometimes blowing gently against your clit since he knows how sensitive you can be.

🎐— todoroki brushing your hair out of your face since he always wants to keep eye contact with you, gazing into your doe eyes as his cock slides between your folds. slicking his cock up with your juices before pushing into you gently, watching your expression change.

🎐— bakugou sucking on your nipples while you sit on his lap, coating them with his own saliva. cupping your left breast while sucking on the other, kneading it gently like dough. his cock aching in his pants as he rubs his bulge against your clothed pussy.

[baby-tini]

This man burns the sheets when he cums. Especially if you're riding him, his head thrown back, tight grip on the soaked sheets as he whimpers... hands always moving. He can never keep still when he's about to cum, especially if you're overstimulating his cock, continously pulling orgasm after orgasm out of him. He panting like dehydrated dog, running his hands over your thighs, slapping your ass, playing with your pretty tits. He just can't. keep. still. So in turn, anytime he tries too touch you, you bat his hands away, so now his only hold on reality is the ruined sheets, pulling so harshly they start to tear at the seams, and that's when you smell it. Burnt cloth filling your lungs as you catch blue flames in the corner of your eyes.

He's shaking, body convulsing as he whines. Thighs shaking as the sheets start to burn, back arching while his eyes roll back. Pleasding for you too keep going, let him fill you up again, tight, wet cunt squeezing him for everything he's worth. Your nails scratching nasty, red marks down his chest. Sweaty strands of white hair sticking to his forehead as cerulean eyes stare up at you, onyx swallowing the blue whole.

"Please baby... fuckkk- keep going, yeah, yeah- just like that. Tightest fucking cunt, you want my cum so bad, don't you slut, huh?... mmhm shit." And of course, "sorry for the sheets babe, I'll buy you new ones pretty girl."

@dabislittlemouse I keep reading and re-reading your "riding dabi" post. He's so fucking pretty, also I feel like he gets tired from over-using his quirk so he'll have you ride him quite often.

[with-my-calamitous-love]

more gentlemen thoughts 🫧❄️

gentleman! katsuki, who cooks for you. who acts annoyed when he does it, but who’s heart feels warm when he sees you enjoy it. who insists you lay your head on his chest, his shoulder or his muscular biceps, loving the way your body goes slack with tiredness when you’re against him. who facetimes you every night and makes sure you’re not paused so he can see your face. who tells you he loves you right before drifting off.

gentleman! shouto, who enjoys reading to you. who shares with you little excerpts of poetry and stories that make him think of you. who was never really a fan of love songs of matching accessories until he fell in love with you. who randomly texts you photos of things that make him think of you. who holds your hair back when your sick or drunk. who takes your hand and twirls you around so he can admire how beautiful you are.

gentleman! izuku, who is a sucker for back hugs. who presses kisses all over your neck and underneath your ear, whispering you a good morning and staying glued there. who feels comfortable enough with you to ramble on about what he loves, getting flustered when he realizes how much of a nerd he’s sounding like. who kisses your scars or your birthmarks. who loves to show you off, whether its to his friends, family, students, or anyone he knows. who’s loved ones know about you merely because of how often he brings you up.

gentleman! eijiro, who loves to pick you up, whether thats princess style or throwing you over his shoulder. who is a mountain of a man, but is so gentle and so clingy towards you. who always sends you selfies of him pre and post workout, oblivious to the pink it paints on your face. who loves long drives with you, your feet on the dashboard while you both sing along to whatever’s on the radio. who turns it up when he knows its a song you love. who is such a good driver its actually sexy.

gentleman! denki, who knows your coffee order better than you do. who will pull all-nighters with you, staying up and making sure you’re not alone. who loves to tickle you and acts like a baby when you tickle him back. who likes carrying you on his back and shoulders, doing dumb shit together. who lets you sit between his legs while he plays video games on the floor. who makes you his profile picture on instagram, and who makes his gamertag your birthday. who is really good with younger cousins and siblings, it makes your heart flutter.

gentleman! hitoshi, who wears your scrunchies, your hoodies and your big t shirts when he misses you. whose clothes are mostly at your house, in your bedroom on your bed. who won’t even think about going to sleep until your comfortable, and even then likes to watch you to ease his own anxieties. who is really good with validating your emotions, easing your worries and comforting you through sadness, since he’s had so much himself. who has the deepest voice when he’s tired, dragging out his y’s when he’s talking to you. who loves to lazily kiss you good morning and goodnight.

[sugarverse]

when they have crushes on you they..

[ bnha headcanons ]

izuku, bkg, iida, todoroki & kiri

✩ I. midoryia

always makes the conversation about you. he just knew you’d enjoy it! Or you’d have something to say about how something went down.

He was always fixing his clothes around you, trying to make sure both of his shoes were tied, etceteria. He couldn't do much with his hair but he tried his hardest to be presentable.

stutters so bad trying to talk to you. “c-c-can.. jeez. um. can I um.. can I borrow that marker? when you're um.. when you're done, y/n?”

obviously it gets better but it gets much much worse first.

often invites you to play imessage games when he wants to talk but is too nervous whatever he has to say isn't interesting enough

tries to get your favorite kind of coffee when you're having a bad day, wanting to be the person you leaned on. he knew how hard school could be and how hard being a heroine would be. it's the least he can do.

asks if you want to go on his morning runs with him, it gave you two time to talk about things he couldnt spit out over text :)

★ t. iida

offers the last bite of his food, always saving some to the side for you to try. you had always been pretty indecisive on what you wanted to eat and he picked up on it. so he made sure he'd save a bite or two for you of whatever he had. this started more as a habit of ‘wanting you to eat’ he couldn't understand why it could be related to his oh so private feelings

often rests a hand on your back whether rubbing it or guiding you through the hallway.

always trying to help, hovering over you as you cooked for yourself, weasling his way to helping you cut vegetables. Or carries your laundry, thinking how beneficial it would be to just do both loads at the same time.

covers the corner of tables as you storm by, ranting about something that really pissed you off. he'd always be there to listen and agree with you.

will wait those few last seconds so you aren't late, alone. he'd never risk his punctuality for anyone.. but he couldn't help but wait for you. Its like you made him stuck.

realizes he has a crush by getting something he'd thought you'd like at the mall, some charm bracelet you might not wear but your favorite characters had been on it. He gave it to you as a “good job on sportsmanship”? Thats what he tells you anyhow.

✮ s. todoroki

stares at you from across the room, not being able to hide it for the most part but you're oblivious to it.

always turns when your name is said to hear what anyone has to say about you

arm gets a little too hot when you brush against him and he often has burn marks in his shirt.

follows you around, not speaking much but liking when you two would sit next to each other and you'd show him the games you had on your switch. he was very invested in Animal crossing

buys you lunch most of the time, swiping his card whenever you got what you wanted and stepping ahead to pay. you only fussed about it one time, knowing he was just being gentlemanly. andhisglarewaskindascary

the quietness of his crush doesn't last long, he flat out tells you “Y/n, I think I have feelings for you.”

⋆｡° e. kirishima

started buying your favorite kind of snacks when he went to get his own , absentmindedly thinking about you more often than he should.

always opens the door for you, did it before he Realized he had a crush. but now? he does everything. he'll slide your chair back, shut the door for you, let you use his umbrella when needed

lowkey stalks your reposts on TikTok to see what things your into

always asks if youll be his player two on a game because it's easier to beat that way (games like minecraft)

always wants to work out with you, figures out when the best times were to ask and makes you routinely go together or he's blowing your phone up

ALWAYS always ALWAYS laughs at your jokes. he thinks you're the funnest mf walking earth besides himself and denki duo.

⛦ k. bakugo

sidewalk rule, pulling you to other side of him kinda roughly before putting his hands back into his pockets. “You don't walk in a straight line, stay over there.”

always has an extra jacket for you, you forget too much, dumbass.

when he does, always makes too much. So he makes you take whatever leftovers he's made and pretty soon he accounts for what you like and don't like.

reads romance manga that reminds him of you and him lol

changes music he listens to to someone you listen to, actually enjoys it and adds albums of music you'd never know he listens to until he's humming along to B.A.S by Megan in the gym??

weird compliments. like when you got your hair done? “your hair doesnt look shitty today” and when it does look bad? instead of being a bigger dick, he often mumbles a “did you get any sleep?" instead of the normal "your hair looks like burning trash."

@fizzintine negrofied everyone but bkg lol thanks bae for the coloring!

[captainshindo]

weak y/n? Healing quirk y/n? Quirkless y/n?

Naaah

Thinking bout reader with Erza type quirk (aka Requip) or Mirajane type quirk(aka Take Over) :0

She clearly dominates Class 1A and beats everyone in a fight with no “I’m not strong enough” or “got to catch up with everyone else” bullshit, shes THE shit and the realest mf out there <3

She was also close to beating Aizawa during training and that made everyone crazy for her while Bakugou crashing out on the sidelines.

[kur-ooz]

✧༺♥༻∞ - Texts with babydaddy Dabi

PLEASE DO BABYDADDY DABI FOR ME MOOT‼ ️

A/N - more asshole bd content 💀

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[kateschi]

into the ashes

synopsis: amid the chaos of flames and debris, dabi bares witness to you getting injured. he does not like it.

pairing: dabi x f!reader

⊹ ࣪ ˖ notes: behold i have forced my bestie into liking him

the air reeks of smoke and burnt metal, debris scattering across the alley as another explosion rocks the street. you’re cornered, body trembling from the impact, struggling to regain your footing.

blood trickles down your arm from a gash on your shoulder, and the sharp sting makes your vision blur for a moment.

dabi stands a few feet away, eyes locked on the thug who had dared to strike you. his entire frame is tense, shadows dancing across his scarred skin, the blue flames licking at his fingertips ready to erupt.

he doesn’t even glance your way at first—his gaze is trained solely on the scum in front of him.

"you’re going to regret that," he says, voice low and lethal, a dark promise wrapped in fire.

the thug grins, clearly underestimating the depth of dabi’s rage. but you can see it—the way his blue eyes darken, how the flames around him burn hotter, more unstable.

there’s no room for banter now, no time for him to throw his usual sarcastic remarks. the second you hit the ground, his entire focus narrowed to one thing: absolute destruction.

but as much as his fury is directed outward, there’s something more dangerous in his posture—something sharp and suffocating in the way his hands shake, just barely under control.

for once, he’s not just mad. he’s terrified.

"dabi—" you start, trying to push yourself up, the pain shooting through your side forcing you back down.

he whirls around at the sound of your voice, and for a split second, you see something in his eyes that you’ve never seen before.

it’s brief, but the fear is there, raw and unchecked, the kind of fear that cracks through the facade he wears so well. his lips curl back into a snarl, but the flames flicker dangerously as he rushes toward you, the thug all but forgotten in that moment.

"don’t move." his voice is harsh, sharper than usual, but there’s an edge of desperation beneath it. "just—stay still, alright?"

you blink up at him, dazed, but you manage a weak nod. he kneels beside you, one of his hands hovering just above your wound, hesitating.

his touch is scorching, his quirk on the verge of slipping out of control, and he knows it. the last thing he wants is to hurt you more.

"fuck…" his breath comes out in a shaky exhale as he forces himself to calm down, though the fury in his eyes hasn’t diminished.

"you—you're so goddamn stubborn, you know that?" his voice wavers for a second, betraying the vulnerability he’s trying so hard to conceal.

you manage a faint smile despite the pain. "takes one to know one."

his lips twitch, almost forming a smile, but the moment is fleeting as the sound of movement snaps his attention back to the thug behind him. instantly, his entire demeanor changes.

his hand slips away from yours, blue flames surging to life once more, but this time, they’re different—brighter, hotter, more dangerous. the air around him pulses with a terrifying heat, and the ground beneath his feet begins to blacken.

"you think you can touch her and walk away?" dabi’s voice is venomous now, dripping with pure hatred. "I’ll burn you until there’s nothing left."

there’s no mercy in him anymore, no restraint. you can barely keep up with what happens next as he moves in a blur, his flames surging forward like a wildfire.

you can hear the thug’s screams as dabi unleashes the full force of his power, the blue fire consuming everything in its path.

the heat is suffocating, but you can’t look away. you’ve seen dabi angry before, but this is something else entirely.

this is him unhinged, relentless, the raw intensity of his emotions laid bare for the world to see. it’s terrifying and yet… there’s a twisted kind of beauty in it, in how fiercely he fights for you.

in minutes, it’s over.

the alley falls silent, save for the crackling of dying flames, and dabi stands amidst the ashes of what used to be the thug. his chest rises and falls heavily, his skin gleaming with sweat, but his eyes find you immediately.

without a word, he’s back at your side, kneeling down, his hand reaching for yours again. his fingers are still warm, but gentler now, as though he’s scared you’ll break under his touch.

"don’t you ever—" his voice is hoarse, ragged with emotion. "don’t you ever get hurt like that again."

there’s no teasing this time, no snide remark to hide behind. his grip tightens, not enough to hurt but enough to let you know just how much this is affecting him.

he doesn’t want to say the words, doesn’t want to admit just how deep you’ve gotten under his skin, but it’s there, in the way he holds onto you like he’s scared you’ll slip away.

you give his hand a gentle squeeze, offering him the only comfort you can in that moment. "I’m okay, dabi."

his jaw clenches, and he shakes his head. "you’re not. and that’s the problem."

for a moment, he just sits there, staring down at your intertwined hands. his flames have finally receded, the heat dissipating, leaving only the cool night air around you both.

when he speaks again, his voice is quieter, almost vulnerable. "I can’t—" he stops himself, frustration flashing across his face as if the words themselves are too hard to say. "I can’t watch you get hurt. not you."

it’s not an outright confession, but it’s close. as close as dabi can get. and in the way his hand trembles slightly in yours, in the way his gaze softens, just for you, you realize that maybe that’s enough.

for now.

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