#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

[dominaecaede]

it's vampire season.

[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.

[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”

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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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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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[cheese-doorstop48]

A silly tddk AU based on " Princess Decomposia and Count Spatula"!

I love a good vampire Shouto AU! Plus prince Izuku!!! :D

[k-nayee]

CHAPTER 1.THE BEGINNING

❝Your laughter vines through my hair, roots growing into my heart.❞

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AGE: 7

Happily playing in the sandbox, laughter and shouts of your classmates filled the air as you basked under the sun's warmth.

Its rays shone down, the sunlight making the flower bulbs glow like tiny stars within your hair (sadly, the only time you truly appreciated them).

Recess was always the highlight of your day, a chance to break free from the confines of the classroom.

"Okay, class! Recess is over, time to let the next class have fun!" Miss Teiko's voice cuts through the buzz, calling everyone back inside. 

But as always, it ended too soon.

Reluctantly, you trudged back towards the school building, your gaze drifting across the yard as if to forever remember the fun you just had.

And that's when you see them: Midoriya and Bakugo, heading out for their own period of recess.

Ever since your visit to their class a couple of weeks ago, you've began noticing the two more often when passing in the halls or transitioning to recess – like now for example.

You perk up when the greenette catches your eye, quick to throw a wave and bright smile which he (albeit shyly) returns with his own.

Once back in the classroom, you settle into your seat with a hum of content; the familiar structure of desks and colorful drawings on the wall surrounding you in comfort.

That's when it happened – you felt it first, a tiny tickle, deep inside your nose. Your face scrunch up, eyes squeezing shut in attempts of stifling it, but the sensation grew stronger.

With an almost explosive force, you release a thunderous sneeze.

"ACHOO!!"

The unexpected sound echo throughout the classroom, startling everyone. You blink, eyes opening to view of frozen and surprised faces.

Embarrassed, you feel bad about causing such a loud disruption and bashfully apologize. "S-sorry..."

"No need to apologize." Miss Teiko is the first to break the silence, a reassured grin on her face. "However, that's not why the class is silent."

"W-what?" Growing more confused, realizing their gazes were focused above your head made you immediately think the worst.

Shakily, you reach up, feeling delicate petals where there should have been hair and hard small bulbs. 'Wait...'

You look up at Miss Teiko in disbelief. Her widening grin and giddy nod only eggs you on, making you scramble from your tiny chair in a rush.

The whispers and clambering of your trailing classmates were ignored as you scurried to the Affirmation Station; a mirror decorated with positive messages, whimsical clouds, and fluttering butterflies.

Once in front of the mirror, the image of your reflection made you see what made the others speechless:

In your hair, various cherry blossoms adorned it, creating a stunning floral crown. The petals, a blend of soft whites and delicate pinks, contrasted beautifully against your hair.

Each petal to its flower was perfectly shaped, nestled within your curls as if they had just freshly fallen from a cherry tree.

The room burst into a cacophony of awe and excitement as your classmates crowded around you, their earlier shock turning into fascination.

"Wow!" One of them exclaimed, their eyes wide.

"Did you see that?!"

"She just sneezed and bam! Flowers!"

You stood there, a bit dazed. The center of attention due to a simple human moment, the best part of your quirk happened....because of a sneeze??

 "You even smell nice!"

"Oh!" Another added, leaning in to catch the sweet fragrance. "It's like... cherries!"

As they drew nearer, they began to realize the sweet scent wasn't just lingering around in the air — it was emanating from you, every part of you.

Denji, the self-proclaimed fearless clown of your class, boldly picks up your hands and takes a deep whiff.

Startled, you snatch it back with a disturbed look of disgust. But the hard look of determination and assuredness on the scruffy blonde's face was more than enough to make you falter as he pointed an accusing finger with a sharp toothy grin.

"Yup! It's coming from her alright!" His brownish yellow eyes gleamed in excitement, making the bags underneath more prominent as he continued to stare at you in wonder. "Even the sweat in her palms smell like a cherry tree!"

Miss Teiko, intrigued, steps closer and takes a gentle sniff herself. "Remarkable," she murmurs, "Your quirk has adapted quite uniquely."

You couldn't help but smile, a mix of pride and amusement heating your face. 

Others began to lean in close and breathe in deeply, their faces lighting up with delight and fascination.

"How lucky!"

"I wish I smelled like that!"

"Man! Bet she never has to take a bath again..."

Amidst the flurry of excitement, a girl timidly approaches your side. "Can I touch one?" she asked, pointing to a blossom.

"Sure," you reply with a soft smile.

As she gently brushed a petal, her eyes lit up. "So pretty," she whispered, releasing a dreamy like sigh.

Her genuine admiration was so infectious a surge of generosity welled up inside. The joy and wonder your quirk had brought to the class were palpable,  you wanted to share it even more. 

 "Would...would you like one?" you offered, voice tinged with uncertainty. She pauses for a moment before her eyes grow wide at your words.

"Y-yes please! If you don't mind!"

As the girl's hopeful eyes met yours, you carefully wrap your fingers around the base of one of the cherry blossoms and gently pluck it off. 

A sudden, sharp sting shot through you, startling in its intensity..

Not fully knowing what to expect, 

Your brow slightly furrow at the pain, the feeling was similar to yanking a strand of hair directly from the scalp.

The moment the flower left its place in your curls, you felt a twinge of loss. It was as if a small part of you had been given away, a piece of your soul shared in physical form.

You concealed the discomfort with a smile, masking the pain with the grace of the blossoms themselves.

Though a part of you hated the feeling, seeing they way she held the flower so delicately between her fingers made it bearable.

Her joy was evident, made your other classmates want one. And so, one by one, they came forward, each asking for a flower of their own.

And with each flower you gave away, you felt a mix of happiness and a twinge of discomfort. But seeing the giddy and hopeful faces of your classmates was all worth it.

With every wince you covered with a smile; and soon the air was filled with the sweet scent of cherry blossoms and the sounds of delighted chatter.

Finally, it was Miss Teiko's turn. Despite her initial decline, you hand her a flower, preening at the sight of her face lighting up with a laugh. "Class! Let's all thank Akashiya for the gift before we go back to our seats!"

"THANK YOU ____!" Not expecting them to use your first name (since you thought they really didn't like you as much) your face grows hot, smile pulled to it widest capacity as the screams and whoops and cheers of thanks are thrown your way. Some even go as far as giving bows and jumps of celebration.

Your lips tremble from joy before you give them a bow as well. "Y...you're welcome! Happy to please!"

Feeling a hand pat your back, you look up and meet Miss Teiko adorning a warm smile. "Thank you," she said softly, her eyes reflecting the same happiness you'd seen in your classmates.

"Now back to our seats!" Turning back to the class, she begins to round them up causing giggles and squeals to erupt. "Shoo! Shoo!!"

Taking one last glance at the mirror, you pause upon seeing and realizing only one flower remained.

A pang of sadness hit you. Your knew how much your mom had been looking forward to seeing the full bloom of your bulbs.

You also knew how her bright smile turning into a soft, understanding one when she learn you shared your flowers with others. Especially being a soft-hearted person herself.

Making your way to your seat, you decide to save the last one for your mom. She always shared in your excitement of anything about your quirk, so you knew she would cherish this small gift.

You twirl the flower in your hair gently as you firmly nod in acceptance. 'Yeah. Mom will get this o-'

Playful shouts and laughter from outside breaks your thoughts, turning your attention towards the window. And that's when you a spot a green head of hair all by himself on the playground.

Midoriya.

He was huddled in a corner, scribbling in his notebook, occasionally sending longing glances towards where the rest of his classmates were – most notably where Bakugo, the ever-proud and loud leader, was.

Seeing the person who defended and showed you kindness, so alone, made your heart sad. Without a second thought, you knew what you had to do. 

"Miss Teiko," You raise your hand with a stern face of resolve, "May I use the restroom, please?"

"Of course, please be quick," she nods with a soft smile.

Once granted permission, you leave the room and stealthily make your way to Izuku's classroom. It was empty, the door open just wide enough to sneak inside. 

You knew exactly where his cubby was. Your heart raced as you approached it, the distant sounds of his classmates playing outside, their joyous noise a stark contrast to the greenette's isolation.

"For being a good friend...Izuku." You whisper to yourself, plucking the last flower from your head with a wince before gently placing it inside his cubby.

Heading back to your own classroom, you imaging his surprise when seeing the gift causing a smile tugging at the corners of your lips with a giggle.

You couldn't wait to tell your parents about the what happened today!

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The day has not been well to Midoriya Izuku.

And now, in the quiet of the almost-empty classroom, he felt the weight of it all. The taunts and jeers from Bakugo and his new followers had been particularly harsh, leaving Izuku feeling deflated and alone.

As his classmates poured out the room with laughter and chatter; Izuku slowly gathered his books and bag with a heavy mind.

Reaching his cubby, the freckled boy freezes when his gaze fall upon something in his cubby.

There, sitting next to his giant crayon pack, lay a single, delicate cherry blossom flower. Its soft pink petals stood out vividly against the drab backdrop of his school supplies.

Izuku's heart skipped a beat.

He looked around, half-expecting to find someone watching or even there to claim a misplaced item, but the classroom was deserted.

With a mix of curiosity and caution, Izuku gently picks up the flower. It felt almost surreal in his hands, a fragile piece of beauty in stark contrast to the harshness of his day. 'Could this really be for me?'

Wanting answers (and still doubting himself), he approaches Miss Shoko as she finishes tidying up at her desk. "Excuse me...do you know who left this?"

Studying the flower for a moment, the woman draws a blank. Mirroring his own confusion, she gives him a simple shrug.

"I'm not sure, Midoriya" Miss Shoko replies with a kind smile. "Perhaps it's from a secret admirer? It's quite a beautiful flower."

'A secret admirer?' Her words send a wave of warmth through Izuku, tinting his cheeks a soft shade of pink.

Clutching the flower a little tighter, he gives her a stuttered thanks and steps out of the classroom.

As he walked through the school grounds, his usual furrowed brow was replaced by a small, contented smile. The unexpected and beautiful appearance of this flower had erased all the bad he felt today.

Dare say was all worth i-

"MY BABY!" The sudden, distressed wail of a woman cuts through the boy's monologue. Turning his head, Izuku spots a family of three – a woman on her knees, holding a young girl by the shoulders as a man calmly stood there with a stoic face.

The woman was almost theatrically shaking the girl, her voice loud and filled with concern. "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR BEAUTIFUL PRUNUS AVIUM?! WAS IT BULLIES? DID THEY PICK THEM OFF?"

He looks as she softly replied to her mother. Though her words are lost to his ears, her demeanor seemed calm, almost reassuring.

Her mother, however, was just as dramatic as before; enveloping the girl in an exaggerated, teary hug as the father patted the sobbing woman's back with a resigned expression.

As if she felt him watching, the girl glanced over her mother's shoulder, her eyes meeting Izuku's. Her gaze moves to his hands before a bright fanged grin grows on her face, giving him a frantic wave.

Izuku felt a jolt of happiness at the sight, and happily waved back, just as his own mother appeared calling out to him. "Izuku, time to go home!"

The freckled mother patiently waits at the gate as he runs to her with a smile. First thing he does is show her the flower that's still secure in his grasp.

"Ooh! So pretty." The green haired woman leans closer and takes a sniff of the plant. "And it smells wonderful too! Who'd ya get it from?" 

He groans at the question. "I don't know. I found it in my cubby. It wasn't there before recess, I know that for sure because I always get my superhero notebook from my backpack during recess! A-and Miss Shoko says it could be a s-" Izuku freezes, face growing aflame at even uttering the phrase.

But his mother connects the dots.

"You mean a," Warm and coy smile pulling at her lips, she begins to playfully tug at his cheeks. "Se-cret ad-mir-eeeeeer~"

"Mooooom!" The greenette whines at her teasing until she finally releases him with a giggle. 

"No longer talking about that please. Especially if its not true. Probably was supposed to be in someone's else's cubby...like Kacchan" he huffs, rubbing his face as if it would lessen the redness already there.

The older woman could only give him a tsk and light tap on the head. "I'm sure whoever placed it there knew exactly where they were putting it."

"Yeah, if you say so..." Izuku halfheartedly shrugs, glancing at the ground in self-pity.

"I say so and mean it! Now did anything else happen after this little moment?"

Handing her the flower, he leans down and reties his shoes once noticing lacing coming undone. "Umm. Oh yeah! Right before you called me over a girl waved at me!"

"Oh! Maybe she's your secret admirer! Do you know her?"

"Mom," Izuku rolls his eyes, finishing the knot before doing his other shoe (always comes undone a few minutes later, might as well do it now). "Just because someone waves at me doesn't mean they're my admirer!"

"Okay okay, fair enough."

"Anyways, she had this fanged smile-"

"Oh! Oh! She's that girl who stayed in your class for the day right? Aka-a...ak-"

"Akashiya ____. And no, that wasn't her."

"....um, yes it was?"

Izuku pops up and stares at his mom in all seriousness. "How? She doesn't have the flower bulbs ____ had today. I seen her with my own eyes right before re-"

"Recess? And didn't you say that flower wasn't there before recess either? Hmm...makes ya think."

He freeze, all the dots connecting slowly in his mind. His mother could only watch with a shake of her head.

'Fruit cherry tree bulbs...typically bloom in early April...same time our school year began...bulb before recess = no flower before recess...no bulb after recess = flower after recess...that means-'

Izuku releases a body shaking gasp and turns back toward where he last seen you with a cry of shock. Alas, you were long gone with your family.

He whips his head to his mom. Constantly shifting between looking at the flower in her hands and where you last were.

Covering his mouth, a crimson wave washed over his body as the cackles of his mom echos in the back of his mind.

That was...you! YOU GAVE HIM THE FLOWER????

[beachbeibi]

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

[writerswho]

Todoroki: That was my sarcastic voice.

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

Todoroki: I’ve been told that.

[ibbdotam]

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

[lemkanada]

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? 👀