#vampire todoroki shouto

[cheese-doorstop48]

Angry grrrr mad grr pissed off grrrr vampire Shouto

[amerain]

fly, and come back to me

a vampire and a ghost enjoying the sky lantern festival

for @tddkhalloweek, day 1: moonlight/lantern

[beachbeibi]

Vampire Shouto and pup Katsuki are always in my heart, even when it’s not spooky time anymore

[imagination-mess]

IMAGINE Human Turned Vampire Shoto Todoroki

Takes place at the university level; there is some lore about him. Here is some lore of the University, it is open ended though.

Here is Ghost Izuku, and Werewolf!Katsuki

Word Count: 680+

Human! Shouto comes from an interesting, complicated family. He wasn't always a vampire. He was human, just like everyone in the world, along with his siblings. In short, his mother's vampire genetics were dormant growing up just like the rest of his siblings. 

Human! Shouto grew up in a town filled with monsters seeking refuge, trying to hide away from his father. It was a town where supernatural creatures resided and protected each other. His father was a human wizard who was obsessed with creating powerful beings. He almost killed Touya when he was a teenager. 

Human! Shouto has a vampirism virus running through his veins. The only way to awaken that virus is by dying. However, his body is already acting as if he is a full-fledged vampire; his body craves drinking blood. 

Human! Shouto and his siblings would have to resort to drinking a special drink created by a witch to make it more manageable. It satisfies the hunger for blood. They would also have the same struggles that vampires would, like being deathly allergic to real silver and not being able to be around certain flowers. 

Human! Shouto remained human until he turned 20 years old. On his birthday, he turned into a vampire due to a fatal mistake made by a hunter who was following him and his group of friends. The hunter was truly aiming at one of Shoto's friends but missed fatally injuring Shoto. 

Vampire! Shouto surprisingly adjusted to being a vampire very well and quickly since he has been taught self-restraint since he was a toddler. He keeps his new fangs to himself and buys blood bags along with the special drink from the local witch shop near campus.

Vampire! Shouto wasn't expecting to fall in love with you, his classmate who is considered to be Normie at Arcane University. A human who doesn't know anything about the supernatural. It was one of the transfer students that Arcane University had to let in to avoid suspicion from the government. 

Vampire! Shouto feels like he is human again around you. He gets that weird sensation in his gut whenever he is around you, especially when you are smiling and laughing. 

Vampire! Shouto guards his water bottle that has human blood with his life depending on it. He subconsciously places it beside him and away from your reach. It became a habit when he started dating you. 

Vampire! Shouto had to leave abruptly during your first makeout session with you in your dorm room. His fangs popped out and cut your lip by accident. He was too relaxed and excited all at the same time. His fangs just popped out. He was also overdue to get some human blood in his system.

Vampire! Shouto's actions made you believe that he was scared of blood, but it was far from the truth. He liked your blood. If a vampire finds someone attractive, their blood is much sweeter to them. The way he left in the dormroom so fast that he had left his wallet and keys. 

Vampire! Shouto felt a certain way at the sight of you dressing up as a vampire in the modern age for Halloween. 

Vampire! Shouto was terrifying in the hide and seek game. He makes people scream in terror, feeling him hanging upside from the balcony with glowing eyes in the plain darkness of the night. It was the glowing eyes in the dark that looked terrifying. He is a monster of the night.

Vampire! Shouto is a monster of the night. He was using this game to let out that pin-up predator drive of hunting down prey. It explains why his eyes were glowing so menacing, making people feel trapped and small. That night was the birth of the rumors about him being some sort of demon. 

Bonus:

Your words were playing on repeat in his mind for the rest of the night that you found him handsome with fangs and all. You were flustered at him when he smiled or smirked throughout the night.

It was attractive—unknowingly, it was his real fangs.

Please feel free to ask me anything to request anything within this universe. I am sucker to supernatural au.

[dominaecaede]

it's vampire season.

[autumnmobile12]

I don't know what the hell happened here, but I will bet that it was Fuyumi's idea. I can see her being an incognito cosplayer who talked her brothers into a group project.

This whole thing started because I wanted to see if Shouto could pull off that dress. Conclusion, he can, but things kinda snowballed from there and next thing I knew, I was drawing the whole fam as the Castlevania Netflix vampire sisters.

And I kinda feel like we all need a laugh after that last chapter.

Also, Carmilla wears three different dresses throughout the series and Touya's a bitch, so he's really the only character who matches up personality-wise.

...

Note: Please focus on the outfits and the silliness of it only, not the dynamic of the original characters. It makes me laugh and I hope it brings you a little joy, too.

[lerrryyyyy]

『 For @tddkhalloweek Day 3: Blood + Hunt 』

Izuku's bloodied mouth curls into a sinful smirk. He presses back against Shouto, brushing their lips together.

"You're not the only one with fangs, Shou~to~kun."

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Do not edit or repost my art.

[yesitsmewhataboutit]

Bloodlust

Vampire!Shoto Todoroki x Reader

➤ You’re leaving for a week. You and Shoto come up with a plan on how he’ll survive while you’re gone, but things don’t always go as planned

»»——⍟——««A/n: ngl yall, this sat in my drafts finished for MONTHS 😭I apologize. But uhh…. This will prolly be my last vampire au writing😅

Warning⚠️: blood, needles, medical stuff (I’m aware I’m not a doctor idc if it’s inaccurate), cliffhanger ending depending on how well you know me

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Clothes, toiletries, shoes, snacks, and your carry-on. Yup, you're all packed. Only one last thing to do before you left for your flight.

Today, you're leaving for a week long trip for your job. You're leaving, and Todoroki's staying. As much as he would love to come with you, he has things to care of while you're gone. You're all packed, ready to head out the door, except for the last -most important- thing you have to do before you leave.

You leave your bags at the front door, opting to search for the boy in question. You find him sitting at the edge of your bed, scrolling through his laptop. "Sho, I'm ready to go, wanna start?"

He looks up, smiling at you and setting his laptop to the side, meeting you at the bedroom door in a few quick strides. "Yeah," he leans down giving you a quick kiss on the lips, "go ahead to the living room, I'll get the supplies."

You follow his instructions, sitting down and making yourself comfortable as you wait for him to get the items needed to draw your blood. Usually, Shoto feeds from you, but since he can't go with you, plus you're going to be gone for a week, you made the decision on him drawing blood from you to keep him fed while you're gone.

He comes into the living room, sets everything down on the table, and turns to you. He offers you his hand, a sign to give him your arm. When you do, he pauses. "You should probably lie down." You do, keeping your arm outstretched to him and relaxing on the couch. "Let me know if it hurts too much."

He goes the full nine yards, wrapping a tie around your arm, rubbing his finger over the spot he picked to make sure the blood is pumping. He does it all. He gives you one last look, needle in hand, before sticking you with it, watching your blood filter from your body, into the bag next to you.

"You sure that'll be enough?" you ask, noticing he only has two blood bags.

"Yes, Love. I'll need to pace myself while your gone," he says gently, bringing his hand up to rest on your cheek.

You smile, turning your head a bit to look at him. "I wish you were coming."

"I wish I was coming too. but it's ok, you'll be back in no time," he laughs slightly, "and I'll again get to drink from the sweet source." He leans over, playfully nudging his nose again your cheek, making you squirm and laugh for a moment before lays his hand on your stomach. "Don't move too much."

His tone says he doesn't want to waste any blood that might drip, but his eyes say he just doesn't want to accidentally hurt you, needle being in your arm and all, so you settle smiling at him and waiting to be done.

"Ok, one more, almost done," he says, pressing his thumb to stop the flow, changing the bag and securing it before hooking up a new one and letting it start filling again. "You're doing so well. Thank you for this." Shoto settles his hand into yours, rubbing his thumb in circles on your skin.

"Of course, anything for you, Sho. Just don't get caught with blood bags in the fridge and medical supplies in the bathroom while I'm gone," you joke, earning and laugh from him.

About halfway through the second bag, Shoto notices your eyes starting to flutter shut. You're fighting unconsciousness. Shoto scoots closer, his hand instinctively going to your shoulder. "Y/n? Hey, Love, do you need me to stop?" He barely waits for an answer before his hands are creeping down to unhook everything.

"No, no, I'm ok," you sigh weakly, "want- want you to finish."

Todoorki bites his lips, looking down at the three-quarters-filled bag. 'Ok, ok. Almost done, almost done, baby," he says quickly.

The second the bag is filled he wastes no time unhooking the needles and stopping everything, checking over your whole body, listening to heart rate, and letting you lay on the couch as he cleans everything. This is the first time you had done this, and everyone reacts to getting blood drawn differently, so it's not even a thought as Shoto offers to instead drive you to the airport, wanting you to rest in the car ride, of course, giving you and a small bowl of cereal and juice to eat before heading on the road.

"Thanks again. You know it means a lot," he says, pulling up to the airport drop-off area. You'd slept the whole ride, getting enough strength to make it through security, to the gate, and on your plane, where you'll probably sleep the whole ride.

"Of course, Sho. No regrets," you smile. "Be safe while I'm gone."

He laughs and frowns. "That's my line."

You smile. “Yeah, guess it is.” You lean to him, giving him one last kiss goodbye. “Love you.”

“Love you, too”

--

Your trip went well, and you're happy to be coming back. You missed Todoroki and your home. The first two days, things seemed fine, he'd text you and call when possible, keeping you updated, after though, things got quieter until it was just plain silence.

You chose not to let yourself worry, burying yourself in the work you had to do while you were gone and not thinking about it, knowing he's fine, he's strong, and he'll be home when you get back. Judging by the text you got from him before you boarded the flight home, you knew the last few days must have only been paranoia and circumstances:

See you soon, Y/n.

You pull up to your home and get out, getting your bags and walking to the front door. There's something running through your veins. Partially excitement to see Shoto again, but also something else. Fear? Dread? You weren't sure, but whatever it is, it still pushes you on as you unlock the door and open it.

If it wasn’t fear that you felt before, you definitely felt it now. The house was dark, only light coming through the blinds lit it enough for you to see. And it’s cold, any colder you’d be able to see your own breath. Things are scattered everywhere, almost like someone went into a fit of anger and started throwing things.

You leave your bags on the floor, forgotten about as you step forward, Shoto’s name on the tip of your tongue, but dying in your mouth before the first syllable even comes out, a flash and small burst of cold air going past you, and then you feel arms circle you from the side, pulling you into a cold body.

Your breath is caught in your throat as you feel Shoto’s breath on your neck. You try to speak, try to move, but he’s strong, keeping you pinned against him, even at the weird angle.

His hand grasps your neck, tightening around it and keeping you still as he leans in. You feel panic start to rise in your bloodstream. What could’ve happened? He said you left enough blood, everything should have been fine. But you know this, you know the signs, you caught a quick enough glimpse of Shoto’s blown pupils. The way his usual eye colors are gone, you feel his tight grip in every move he makes. The look on his face tells it all.

This is Shoto’s bloodlust.

He’s only been in bloodlust twice before around you, but both of those times it wasn’t necessarily geared toward hunger, but now, you’re not sure what’ll happen. But you still hold on to the thought that Todoroki knows you, he loves you, and he isn't going to kill you. He’d rather go through all his life again and have to redo every moment again before he drained you of all the blood you need to live. You trust him.

Todoroki squeezed his hand around your neck, making your pulse jump once again as he drags you to his mouth, also leaning down all at the same time and opening his mouth.

There’s no second thought, no hesitation or regard, only the pain of the bite. The feeling of his fangs digging into your skin, eager and draining your blood. It’s fast, so fast you can almost feel the blood rushes out of you, a big change compared to how he usually does it, slow and steady, letting you savor the tranquil feeling like you usually do.

You can feel his arms wrapped firmly around your body, and for a second, he pulls away, but only so he can turn you, making your chest flush against his as he digs his fangs into your skin again.

This time, it only lasts about ten seconds before you feel your vision to go. Your body feeling heavy, and suddenly so much more tired than seconds ago. Your eyes flutter shut, and your legs go out, consciousness slipping from your grasp.

Todoroki feels your body going limp, and he secures his arm around you, keeping you against him as he continues to feed. He carries you to the bedroom, his mouth still attached, and he lays you on the bed, his body fully over yours as your blood begins seeping from his mouth, and he continues to feed.

Shoto loves you, he protects you, you trust him. Shoto would never kill you.

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[k-nayee]

CHAPTER 10. TAKE OVER

❝To fuck around is human, to find out is divine.❞

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Izuku tensed, Tsuyu's breath hitched, and Mineta whimpered—but all three held their ground, shielding Aizawa with trembling determination.

Just as the Nomu closed in—

"You...piece of TRASH!!" 

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| A blur shot across the Plaza, colliding with the creature and sending it flying.

The impact was so powerful that it crashed into the rocky mountainside of the Landslide Zone. Debris crumbled around as the ground shook from the force.

The battlefield fell silent as all eyes snap towards you.

You ignore them, your blood-red gaze locked on the disoriented lab project as it staggered to its feet.

Confusion briefly contorted Shigaraki's face as he registered your new appearance before fury took over once again.

"Well what are you waiting for?!" he screamed at the Nomu, his voice shrill with anger. "KILL HER!"

The Nomu roared in response, gearing up to attack again. But before it could even make it halfway you met it head-on.

Your fist connected with a sickening crack, sending the creature reeling again. Strike after strike you tore into the Nomu. Every blow resonating with power.

The battlefield seemed to blur around you, the chaos dimming as you focused solely on the beast before you.

Even when its regenerative abilities struggled to keep up you refused to slow down. You didn't stop.

"DO NOT FEAR! FOR I AM..." By the time All Might arrived the Nomu was barely holding its ground.

The Number One Hero paused mid-step, his sharp gaze falling on your transformed figure. "...here?"

White hair whipped around your face and your crimson eyes burned with an intensity that made even him falter—it was a look he hadn't seen in years, one that sent a shiver down his spine.

But as he watched you deliver a crushing blow to the Nomu, that flicker of recognition turned into determination.

"YOUNG AKASHIYA!" his voice boomed with approval. "LET'S FINISH THIS TOGETHER!"

The two of you moved in tandem, you and All Might tag-teaming the Nomu, your combined strength overwhelming the creature.

Blow after blow you fought in perfect sync, wearing it down until it was little more than a stumbling husk.

With a final, devastating punch, you send the Nomu far away from the battlefield.

And as its monstrous form sailed through the air, your eyes lock onto Tomura Shigaraki's. Through the disembodied hands, red vermillion filled with unbridled fury is what you meet.

A cold thought crossed your mind. 'Hmm...I'll fix that for him.'

"YOU—" he began, his voice trembling with venomous rage.

He never finishes the sentence.

You materialize before him in a heartbeat, fingers bypassing the severed limbs to wrap around his neck in a vice-like grip.

There's no triumphant glee in your eyes—only one of bored arrogance.

Time stops.

Both heroes and villains alike freeze.

Their eyes widen at the sight of you—a mere student—holding the ringleader of the League of Villains by the throat.

Seething with humiliation, Shigaraki lungs for your wrist in attempt to regain control of the situation.

His brittle fingers close around your skin; eyes squinting with a eerily grin as he waits for that satisfying crumble, that disintegration, that ultimate proof of his power.

He freezes. 'No...no...nononononononono'

Your skin...

'My quirk is absolute...It destroys...So why...'

Shigaraki's pupils tremble the longer he stares at your rapidly healing skin. It breaks and flake—like ashes scattering to the wind.

And in their place, new skin forms, unmarred and whole as if nothing had happened.

'Why isn't it working?'

His thoughts whirl, a tornado of denial and disbelief, until the horrifying truth crashes into him: he is powerless against you.

"Not so fun when it's happening to you...is it?"

With a gnawing sense of dread, he shakily moves view from your wrist back to your eyes.

Instead of reflecting the light cheerful tone of your voice, they were livid. Bloodshot—filled with a rage and intensity he's never seen, never felt before.

With the hand around his neck, Shigaraki realizes—without a shadow of doubt—that you have the power to crush his windpipe and end him right then and there.

Terrified, he breaks from your gaze and frantically tries to release himself from your iron grip on his throat.

But it was too late.

You caught the glint in his eyes. The flicker of genuine, unfiltered fear within those once malicious filled eyes—fear of you.

And you oh so adore it.

Your grip tightens. Almost till the point of feeling the fragile bones of Shigaraki's neck creak under the pressure.

You can feel his frantic pulse beneath your palm quickening, he's struggling to breath—desperate for oxygen.

His eyes widen in disbelief and terror before frantically removing his hold on you in attempt to free yours on his throat.

Knees buckling from lack air, Shigaraki finally collapse with struggling gasps.

For a brief second you relish in the sight of his kneeling form as the sensation of his once speeding pulse weakens under your grip.

Panic erupts on both sides: the heroes fearing you'll cross a irredeemable line while the villains, confident that you will, begin to close in.

Shigaraki's eyes dart, catching sight of Kurogiri hovering ominously closer; perhaps thinking you're distracted.

But you're far from it.

The corners of your mouth twitch upward in a sadistic grin and you press your nails even deeper into Shigaraki's flesh.

Crescent-shaped indents now become craters; each filled with a small pool of his blood before trickling down.

In a panic Shigaraki's gaze snaps back to you only to see the deadly promise that flashes in your eyes: Any closer, he dies.

Barely able to muster a voice through his constricted airway, Shigaraki uses the last of his rapidly depleting strength and weakly lifts a trembling hand.

"St...stop" Whether it's aimed at you or his underlings is unclear, but it achieves its purpose. Everyone cease.

When he turns back he sees the faintest trace of a smirk on your lips.

A mocking little twist, as if you knew he'd break—that he had no choice but to yield to you. His mind spirals.

'What is this feeling? This...crippling fear? She's...' He locks eyes with you once more, meeting what can only be described as the gaze of a demon, and the thought crystallizes:

'She's a monster.'

As he's paralyzed in a state of fear you began to lean closer to him. Your face nears his, so close that he feels your breath against his skin.

For a fleeting moment it's almost intimate and it sends an uninvited shudder down his spine.

Your lips are millimeters away from his ear, close enough to touch yet staying away, as if even the proximity is a privilege he doesn't deserve.

"I don't care who the hell you are—be it the leader of villains or even the Symbol of Peace himself." you hissed, your voice dripping with venom and conviction." I will destroy 𝑎𝑛𝑦 who brings harm to what is mine."

You pull back, but not before giving him a final warning, your fangs gleaming in the dim light like sharpened knives.

Then, with a flick of your wrist, you release him.

Shigaraki crumbles to the ground with gasps for air, all remaining dignity stripped away.

He looks up at you with hatred burning in his eyes. But there was something else there...something he couldn't mask.

Fear.

He hated it—loathed it. But he couldn't deny it.

He couldn't touch you. His Quirk was powerless against you and he knew it.

Still gasping, his gaze slid over to All Might standing a few paces away.

The sight of the towering hero sent a jolt through him and he remembered the initial plan, the one that had been ruined so utterly by you.

Weakly, he raised a trembling hand and rasped, "Kurogiri!"

The dark mist wasted no time. It surged toward Shigaraki instantly, tendrils of shadowy fog beginning to envelop him.

You didn't care. You had already turned your back on him, your focus now on Izuku.

Making your way to the greenette you helped him to his feet and braced his weight against you.

"Stay still."

But Izuku's eyes were locked on Shigaraki and All Might. The mist had spread rapidly, inching closer and closer to the Symbol of Peace.

Realization hit Izuku like a bolt of lightning.

"All Might!" he shouted in panic as he moved with desperation.

"What are you doing?!" you snapped, holding him firmly in place.

Izuku's panic only grew as the portal opened wider in front of All Might. "H-he's going to—he's going to touch him! Let me go! I can stop him!"

Your grip on him remains firm. "No."

"Please!" his voice cracked as he begged. "I-I have to help him!"

But you remained unmoving as you watch the scene unfold. Your crimson eyes take in the view of Shigaraki's trembling hand as he reached for All Might through the misty portal.

Izuku struggled even harder, his fear for All Might overwhelming him.

"Moka! Please! Let me go!" he cried, tears forming in his eyes. "ALL MIGHT!!"

Shigaraki's hand, jagged nails and all, was nearly upon All Might when the crack of a gunshot split the air.

The villain's hand recoiled, blood spurting from a bullet wound causing him to release a howl of pain.

"They're here!!" Relief filled All Might's voice as he spoke, the blood dribbling out of his mouth the least of his worries.

Shigaraki's hands twitched as his eyes dart toward Kurogiri. "Ahhh...game over. Guess we gotta try again another time Kurogiri," he muttered bitterly.

As the mist continues to consume him, multiple gunshots rang out. Shigaraki yelped as another bullet struck his legs forcing him to stagger.

"Apologies...we're a little late," Nezu chirped.

The mutant principal sat atop Vlad King's shoulder as other Pro Heroes stepped forward, their presence radiating across the battlefield.

Your eyes flicked to the approaching reinforcements, but you didn't release Izuku just yet.

His struggles slowly ceased as the arrival of the heroes brought him some measure of reassurance.

"Iida you made it!" "Yeah go Prez Iida!!"

The sounds of your classmates cheerful shouts brought a smile upon the usual formal student. "PRESIDENT OF CLASS 1-A, TENYA IIDA!! REPORTING FOR DUTY!!"

Keeping his focus on Shigaraki, Snipe fires a few more shots. "Only ne'er-do-wells we got a shot at wranglin' from a distance are..."

It wasn't until he felt a pull in Kurogiri' mist did Shigaraki truly realize it was over.

He had failed. And he needed to retreat.

With a venomous glare decorating his face, the head of League of Villains looked to All Might.

"I may have failed here Symbol of Peace," he spat with sarcasm and rage, his voice trembling with hatred. "But the next time we meet...you're dead."

As he spoke his eyes slid toward you. His gaze lingered, locking with your crimson ones.

The sight of you standing tall, unwavering even after everything, sent a fresh wave of frustration and helpless rage coursing through him.

He looked back and forth between you and All Might, his thoughts spiraling into an internal tantrum. 'No, no, no, no! This wasn't how it was supposed to go!'

The mist swallowed him whole, his words hanging in the air as silence settled over the battlefield.

"Yo Batty bitch!"

Bakugo's sharp voice cut through the haze as he stormed toward you with blazing eyes. "What the hell was that? You've been hiding this strength the whole damn time?!"

You didn't even spare him a glance, brushing past with an air of dismissal.

Instead of answering, you bit into your wrist, the pain barely registering as blood began to spill at the wound.

You extend your wrist to Izuku. "Here. Drink. It'll speed up your healing."

Izuku's face turned an impossible shade of red, his eyes darting nervously between you and the growing audience of classmates watching the exchange.

He frantically waved his hands in front of him. "W-what?! N-no thanks! I'll be fine! Really!"

You raised a brow, unimpressed by his protest. "I can always bite you directly...or force some into your mouth through a kiss." you said, your tone apathetic, as though discussing the weather. "Your choice. I refuse to let my blood bag get broken."

Though he was used to ̶M̶̶o̶̶k̶̶a̶ your remarks, his face somehow burned an even deeper shade. "F-fine! I'll drink it! No need to say that!"

With the class gawking at him, he reluctantly took your wrist.

It was quick and he pulled back immediately, clearly flustered, though you paid his reaction no mind.

Your attention shifted as you sniffed the air.

In the blink of an eye, you appeared and climbed in to the ambulance where Aizawa was loaded on to.

The EMTs paused their movements, staring at you in disbelief as you observed the Pro Hero.

His severe injuries and bloodied form made you pause briefly before turning to one of the workers.

"You. Get me a syringe," your tone is sharp.

The medic blinked, startled by your demand. "Uh...what? Ma'am, I don't think—"

"I said get me a syringe." You repeated. The intensity of your narrowing gaze made him stammer before quickly rushing to retrieve one.

He returned moments later. Taking the syringe from his shaky hands you wasted no time.

You stab your thigh with enough force to puncture muscle without flinching, drawing your own blood with a fluid motion.

Ignoring the horrified gasps, you carefully inspected the syringe, ensuring there were no air bubbles.

Then, stepping toward Aizawa, you grab his limp arm and insert the needle into one of his veins with practiced ease.

"M-ma'am you can't do that!" the EMT protested, his voice rising. "That's highly unhygienic and—"

You cut him off with a fanged snarl.

"C-carry on!" the medic stuttered, stepping back as you pushed the blood into the unconscious man's arm.

Once the syringe was emptied, you stepped back, your expression unreadable.

The effect was gradual. His labored breathing began to even out, the bruises slowly fading as deep gashes became shallow.

The paramedics stared in stunned silence at the rapid improvement of his condition before their eyes.

"He still needs professional care." you said curtly, breaking them out of their trance. "My blood can only do so much."

"Y-yes, ma'am!" they stammered, quickly finishing their preparations on Aizawa for transport.

As you climbed out of the ambulance, you were met with Izuku waiting with a worried expression.

But before either of you could speak the multiple footsteps of your classmates arrived.

"____ is that you?! You look so different!" Uraraka was the first to say something, her face flushed. "N-not that I don't like your original self!"

"Yeah! Her boobs and butt are bigger too!!" Mineta chimed in as drool seeped out the corner of his mouth.

"And when you fought that monster! Did the loss of your Prunus persica play a part in it?" Yaoyorozu asked, her eyes glimmering in fascination.

"Enough," you silence them and any other comment that was about to be said. Instead your gaze shifts to Izuku, who was talking to the EMTs in charge of your teacher.

The moment he finishes with a bowed head of thanks, the greenette joins the group, sparkling eyes filled with admiration direct towards you.

"The medics told me what you did! That was so kind of you to help Aizawa-sensei like that!"

You gave him a dry look. "I only did it because he might be a future blood bag."

The sparkles in his eyes vanished instantly and his shoulders sagged in disappointment of you. "Oh..."

You tilted your head, raising a brow. "The rosary."

Izuku fumbled for a moment, patting himself down frantically. "Uh—I don't...I don't have it!" he began to stammer when Kirishima stepped forward sheepishly.

"Actually...I still have it," Kirishima admitted, pulling the rosary from out his pocket.

Izuku stiffly takes it, avoiding touching his hands with a near-blank smile. "Thanks." he said quietly, his voice strained.

"You're welcome!" Kirishima said brightly, oblivious to the tension radiating off the green-haired boy. "Us two got to stick together. With helping ____ and her blood stuff right?"

The red-head falters for a moment with a confused yet sheepish look. "Or is it Moka? I heard you call her that earlier..." He softly mutters to himself.

Izuku's face morphed into an ugly expression, a mix of irritation and something deeper. "Yay," he said faintly before quickly stepping away from Kirishima and moving toward you.

You raised a brow at the exchange, a mocking smile tugging at your lips. "My my my" you mused with a click of your tongue. "Never thought I'd see the day."

Izuku blinked, his scowl giving way to confusion. "What?"

"You've gotten so territorial," you teased, tilting your head with an amused expression. "Sweet little Izuku has become so jealous. What is it? Don't want to share little ole me?"

Izuku's face burned as he stammered incoherently, trying and failing to deflect. "Th-that's not—I mean—no! I just—"

You stepped closer, cutting him off as your teasing smile fell into something more serious.

Lightly patting his face, you leaned in slightly.

"You're going to have to fix that," you said coldly. "Blood bags are hard to come by. Just my luck so many have come within my vicinity. But don't worry though. You'll still be my favorite...my little Zuki."

Izuku shivered at the childhood nickname, the warmth it usually carried was replaced with a tone that was almost unsettling.

With that, you took the rosary from him, hooking it back to your choker. The moment it clicked into place, your transformation began to reverse.

Buds of peach blossoms appearing, your white hair began to bleed back into its usual [hair color] as your crimson eyes faded back to their original [eye color] shade.

The rosary hanged loosely from your neck as you swayed.

Izuku darted forward, catching you just as your knees gave out. "Got you!"

The smell of fresh peaches surrounds him as he hold you steady in his grasp. Your head lolled against his shoulder, voice barely above a whisper. "Is...is everyone safe? The villains..."

He gives you a soft smile of assurance as he searches for an open ambulance. "You did good ____. Everyone's safe and taken care of, now you need help."

Spotting one nearby, he adjust his grip, maneuvering you in a protective bridal carry and making his way over.

Relief washes over you. "Really? Well...that's good to hea—" Your words cut off, passing out from the exhaustion and falling limp in his arms.

Izuku couldn't help but huff a laugh through his nose.

As he placed you on an open stretcher, he turned to the EMTs. "She'll need some blood to drink when she wakes up." he told them firmly.

Despite exchanging uneasy glances at his request they nod.

Izuku stepped back as they start to work on you before the doors closed and the ambulance prepare to take off.

He watches the vehicle when it began to drive away, its sirens wailing in the distance.

A weary sigh leaves the freckled teen as a mix of relief and exhaustion washes over him. "At least it's all over now..." He mutters to himself.

"DEKU!"

The shout was like a thunderclap, causing Izuku to flinch as Bakugo stomped over, fury etched into every line of his face.

"MIND EXPLAINING TO ME WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED BACK THERE WITH BATTY BITCH?!"

Izuku deflated, his shoulders sagging in defeat. "Or not..."

[freaky-yuki18]

Happy Halloween! 🎃

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Bloodthirst ⭑˚💋⭑

bnha x vampire!reader

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

As punishment for your sins, you, a young vampire, are banished — not just from your home, but to a different world entirely. Now, you find yourself in a foreign place where Quirks and heroes are the norm. In addition to coming to terms with your new life, you must also face your greatest challenge: controlling your massive thirst for blood.

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The rest of my #myherotober2023 pieces, days 18 to 31!

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Todoroki: That was my sarcastic voice.

Midoriya: You know it sounds a lot like your regular voice, right?

Todoroki: I’ve been told that.

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i think mha halloween au is going to rot my brain out all month long

[justcubbystuff]

Modern highschool but fantasy with alot of creatures and magicals beings too. In this world humans are rare, almost like myths.

And its the Vampire prince!Shouto who one day ends up— he is the first one ofc—finding out that you are actually a human, hiding behind a costume and perfumes. Since that day he tries to get closer to you and keep you to himself. Oh not to forget that he's the hot and popular but untouchable dark prince of the school.

Should I try some headcannons or story with that, maybe? 👀