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Merry Christmas @vikingpoteto I’m your @bnhasecretsanta! I’m sorry I couldn’t post it any sooner, but I hope you enjoy this little story!

This may sound out of character, but I really love Christmas. That may sound kinda weird coming from me, but there’s something about the holiday that makes me feel excited. Perhaps it’s the bright lights glowing all over the city, hearing American artists being played over and over on the radio, or seeing a jolly, old fat men wearing costumes that match my hair? No.

The most intriguing part of Christmas to me is…

“Mama what are we getting for Papa this year?”

“I have no idea, but that’s why you’re here to help me sweetie!”

Togetherness, love, warmth. Something about Christmas brings out these feelings, and it’s almost magical. I felt this feeling once a long time ago, but like a teenager who used to wait for Santa, I may be reminiscing about something that is never going to happen. Or so I thought.

“A Christmas party?”

“Yeah, Yaoyorozu-san is inviting the whole class,” Izuku said. However, his usual enthusiastic tone suddenly changed. “but I’m celebrating Christmas with my mom. I haven’t been home for weeks, and I promised her that I’ll be home.” Shouto thought hard. He knows that any event held by Momo is well-organized and carefully catered for everyone’s enjoyment. In other words Momo holds fun parties. He doesn’t celebrate Christmas like much of his class, so he planned to visit him mom which he does whenever he’s not in school.

“Go to the party, Shouto!” Fuyumi insisted as the siblings share a midnight snack.

“But nee-san mom will…”

“I was gonna visit her that day anyway. Go have fun. I know you like that Yaoyorozu girl. You always sound happy whenever you talk about her to me,” Fuyumi said teasingly.

“It’s not like that. She’s just a friend.”

“Of course she is,” Fuyumi sneered at her little brother as she takes a sip of tea.

“Anyways our classmates are probably at the party already.”

Meanwhile, at the Yaoyorozu household, Momo is scrolling through her messages while lounged upside-down on her large king-sized bed.

“Sorry, Yaoyorozu-san. I already promised that I would spend time with my mother. Let everyone at the party know that I won’t be making it,” Momo sighed as she read Izuku’s message aloud. “Not a single one is coming tonight.” She grabbed her pillow and screamed in it, letting out all her pent up frustration. “Kyouka-chan’s excuse is probably the worst!” she says as she looks up the message. “I’m not going because I feel like the only one coming is Todoroki, and I don’t wanna be a third wheel.” Momo was midway into throwing her phone when the doorbell suddenly rings. She dashes to the front of her home to listen into the intercom.

“Who is it?”

“It Todoroki, Yaoyorozu.” Momo let go of the speaker button, and shrieked. She immediately called Kyouka. Based on the sounds coming out of Momo’s phone, her best friend seems to be having Christmas outside with her family.

“You set me up!”

“I did nothing, Yaomomo.”

“Then why is Todoroki-san the only one coming to this party?”

“Hey, I honestly didn’t know. Worse case scenario for me was four-man party with you, Todoroki, Midoriya, and Bakugou.”

“B-b-b-but. This is like a date, Kyouka-chan. Please come over.”

“Woah, can’t do. Dad’s already drunk after a shot of sake, and we gotta make sure he’s not doing anything stupid. Plus, it’s only a date if you think it will be. Just have fun. There must be a reason why he came all of sudden. Wasn’t he the first one to reject your invitation?” Momo could remember her heart feeling slightly heavy when Shouto told her he couldn’t make it.

“You’re right, Kyouka-chan. We’ll have here don’t worry.”

“You should be more worried about Todoroki. You left him outside for seven minutes already.” Kyouka could hear Momo frantically apologizing to Shouto for making him wait. When it comes to stuff like this, neither one is very good at keeping their composure. Momo didn’t know that Kyouka heard the entire affair until she saw the length of the call. Now, however, she had more important matters to attend to: hosting a Christmas party with Shouto as her sole guest.

“Is the party not being held in the dining room?”

“Oh, I knew that not everyone could make it so I thought the best option was to hold it in my room. It’s a more intimate setting anyways,” Momo smiled at Shouto as she lead the way.

“Yaoyorozu…”

“What is it?”

“What you’re wearing. It’s nice.” Shouto was being modest. Momo sported a black blouse and a red skirt. What really caught Shouto’s eye is the details etched on the skirt. Tiny, white trees surround the end of the skirt, as differing patterns of snowflakes were stitched onto the fabric. A chibi Rudolph and Santa added just enough cuteness without the skirt being overkill. More than that, Momo had her hair down which to him was always pleasant to see. The cherry on top was a pair of antlers worn on top of Momo’s head. She really went out of her way to look festive. Shouto thought this must be a normal thing for her. Given her status, she must be used to throwing Christmas parties.

Momo brushed a strand of hair to expose her face. “Oh thank you, Todoroki-san. Well, you’re pretty festive yourself.” She was trying to be kind. Shouto did not show any attempt in what he was wearing. In fact, she recalls seeing him wear the same black turtleneck some time back. She doesn’t mind it that much. She’s just glad that someone came to her party.

“My room’s this way.”

As they make their way towards Momo’s bedroom, Shouto noticed something peculiar. The mansion seemed eerily quiet. Shouto’s has been to Momo’s estate before. The class had several study sessions before, and Momo always insisted on having it in her house since she had a lecture hall. Every time Shouto’s been here, the house is buzzing with activity. Whether it be from the housekeepers, maid, or butlers, the place was constantly being taken care of.

This is a totally different circumstance from Shouto who hails from a rich family himself, but lacks any of the staff that accompanies the wealth. “Bearers of my blood need to be self-reliant. We may have wealth, but what good is it when you can’t even take care of yourself.” One of the rare instances where Enji actually gave solid fatherly advice.

Had it not been for the bright lights that hang above them, he would’ve thought that this was an abandoned house, and Momo was a squatter who settled here.

“Where is everyone?”

“My parents always give our staff the week off to be with their families. We also give them a bonus so that they can spend something on their loved ones.”

“I see.”

Shouto wonders if his father would be as generous to his workers as Momo’s parents are. The two enter Momo’s room. Shouto has never been inside before, and he’s surprised at how similar it looked to Momo’s dorm room. In fact it’s a complete replica of her dorm room’s interior, but in a much grander scale. Shouto continues to be at awe at the sheer size of the room.

“Don’t be shy. Come on in.”

Now that she mentioned it, Shouto is about to enter a girl’s room. Other than visiting Izuku’s room on campus, he’s never really been over to any other person’s room, let alone a girl! Shouto’s face started flushing up. His skin tone almost matched his left side as he marched his way into the center of the room, where a small Christmas tree was comfortably situated, and a round figure wrapped in decorative paper made the underside of the tree its home. The two cross their legs on the soft, elegant rug that took most of the floor’s space.

The initial greetings went by smoothly, but now the two found awkwardly staring at each other. This went on for several minutes. Shouto looked into Momo’s sharp, dark, almond-shaped eyes. He shifts his gaze onto her lips. He was waiting for her to say something, but just staring at her lips made him feel naughty for some reason. Though he does recall reading how Americans hang mistletoes on Christmas, and people kiss when they’re underneath them. Shouto breaks out of his daydream, when Momo finally opens her mouth.

“Todoroki-san, do you celebrate Christmas?”

“Not really,“ he responded calmly.

“Oh. Why is that?”

“My father was solely focused on making me a hero that will surpass All Might, so any form of recreation, fun, and love was out of the picture,” Shouto answered with a dark tone. Suddenly that air in the room felt cold. “Bu-bu-bu-but my mother did celebrate Christmas with my sister and I one time.”

“How did you like it?”

“It was the few moments where I felt warm inside.” Momo smiled at him, as if she reflected the happiness he felt that day.

“What about you. Do you celebrate Christmas with your family?” Shouto noticed Momo clench the end of her skirt tightly. “Yaoyorozu?” Shouto sets his cup of eggnog down on the table. “To put it bluntly, no. My parents are not ones who are fond of Christmas. To them it’s a western holiday that takes time away from their business affairs. However, they don’t want their ideologies to get in the way of their workers’ personal lives which is why they’re so generous to them this time of the year. To me it’s a different story. They constantly tell me to not get sucked into the false magic of this holiday. It’s a sham they said.”

Momo’s words struck Shouto in a familiar way. The same way he feels whenever he recalls the times his father mistreated him. Whenever he called for his mother, but she wasn’t there to comfort him. The same feeling: loneliness. He could see Momo trying to hold back her tears. “You’re just like me then,” he thought. He reached out for Momo’s head and petted it. He doesn’t know much about comforting others, and this is how his mother used to comfort him whenever he felt sad. Momo felt like a little girl being consoled.

“It’s been a really long time since I celebrated Christmas, and I never thought I would be able to celebrate it again. Let alone with someone other than my mother and sister.” Shouto continued to stroke Momo’s head gently.

“I really want to thank you for inviting me over.” Momo eyes brighten with delight. “Then let’s not waste any moment. I made some eggnog, and made us some ugly sweaters to wear. Maybe we can also sing carols, or bake gingerbread cookies.” For the next several hours, the two forgot about the loneliness they usually felt during this time of the year, and surrendered themselves to living in the moment. It was also the first time Momo has seen Shouto crack a smile. A good time was had.

A good amount of time has passed. The two looked at the clock hanging on top of Momo’s door.

“It’s already eleven.”

“Oh that reminds me…” Momo crawls towards her Christmas tree and grabs the round figure housed underneath it. “I got you a present!” Shouto looks at the delicate wrapping. He almost didn’t want to disturb it, but Momo was looking at him with such an eager and excited face. He couldn’t help but rip open his present.

Shouto looked carefully at his gift. He’s seen Momo create matryoshka dolls many times before, but never something like this.

“It’s me,” Shouto says happily as Momo nods her head. The outside was painted blue, with the front painted with to look like the various parts of his hero costume, but that thing that impressed him the most is the detail Momo put into the doll’s face. It looked exactly like him. As if he was sleeping soundly. It looked quite adorable.

“You didn’t have to, really.”

“It’s nothing.”

“I didn’t even get you something.”

“It’s quite alright. I didn’t spend anything on making this anyway, let’s call ourselves even,” Momo says holding the doll up to her smiling face. A small beam of light shined on her gleaming face. Shouto wasn’t sure, but her face seemed to radiate just for a moment. Shouto looks down on his legs. He isn’t quite sure how he’s feeling. Happy. Thankful. Warm.

“No, that not it,” he whispered to himself. He felt ashamed. Ashamed that his seatmate had gone out of her way to invite him to her home, and spend Christmas with her with nothing in return. He felt a heavy weight on his chest. He knew he had to do something in return. He quickly gets up from the floor.

“Todoroki-san?”

“I’m so sorry, Yaoyorozu. I wasn’t being considerate of your feelings,” he tells her as he holds out his hand, which Momo reluctantly grabs. With the two of them standing, Shouto takes out his phone and immediately calls for a taxi. Not everybody celebrates Christmas so it didn’t take long for them to get a ride. As they passed the streetlights, Momo started to recognize the surroundings less and less. Soon, buildings quickly turn into clinics, and she finds herself and Shouto being dropped off in the entrance of a hospital.

“Why are we here?”

“I’ll explain once we’re there.”

They go up several floors, and pass several rooms. The patient’s name isdisplayed next to their door. They kept walking until they stopped at a room that said “Todoroki.”

“Why are we here? Todoroki-san, please tell me.”

Shouto didn’t answer her. He simply twisted the knob, and opened the door. From the window Momo can see a beautiful, pale woman with hair as white as Shouto’s left half. She noticed her eyes. Grey. She recalled that Shouto had heterochromatic eyes with one iris matching the same color. The woman turned her attention from the window as she warmly greeted her visitors.

“Hello Shouto, what brings you here?” Shouto comes in and gives his mother a warm embrace. The sight of her always brings him a tinge of happiness. She then sets her eyes on the young woman shyly standing by her doorway.

“Oh, dear it’s quite alright for you to come in. Shouto you didn’t even introduce me to your friend. Oh, and it’s a young lady too.”

“I’m sorry. I’m actually not used to bringing anyone over,” Shouto said as he looks down to hide his blushing face.

“Yaoyorozu, this is my mother.” Momo’s eyes widen as soon as she heard those words.

“I’m really sorry I didn’t get you a gift. I know you put a lot of heart into you gift, and for you to give me so much really means a lot. This isn’t exactly a physical gift, but I thought that could introduce you to someone who is precious to me.”

“Awww Shouto, that’s so sweet, but perhaps you shouldn’t use your own mother as a Christmas present next time,” Shouto mother says playfully. “Especially when it’s a girl. You never want to disappoint them.” Shouto wondered if that was a slight jab at her father.

Without even thinking, Momo dashes toward Shouto, and wraps her arms around his torso. He had never been hugged by anyone outside of his mother and sister before so this was a new sensation for him, but not foreign. It took a couple of seconds, but this sensation he was feeling became more and more familiar the longer Momo held onto him. Warmth.

“Yaoyorozu…”

“Please don’t keep your mother waiting. This is more than enough for a Christmas gift,” she whispered into his ear. Shouto quickly turns his attention to his mother, who is patiently sitting on her bed. He can sense a bit of pride on her smile. She didn’t have to say a word to him. He knew exactly why she was smiling.

“This is my friend Momo Yaoyorozu. We’re in the same homeroom, and she’s my seatmate.”

“It’s a honor to meet you, dear.”

The white snow filled the night as it fell from the sky. It seemed quite cold just by peering through the window, but not a shred of cold reached inside the hospital room. On this night, Shouto felt something very different. Something rare, but not unfamiliar.

“Nee-san what are you doing here?”

“Oh, I didn’t know you would be here too.”

Surrounded by people he loved. Greeted by those who couldn’t make it physically.

“Oh, is that your mother Todoroki-san? And Yaoyorozu-san!?”

“It’s a long story, Midoriya.”

“So how’s your Christmas date with Todoroki?”

“It’s not like that, Kyouka-chan!”

Shouto never expected anything, but what he received was more than he could ask for. He received love. He received warmth in his heart. The clock finally struck midnight.

“Merry Christmas Shouto!”

Author’s Notes:

This is the dress I used as reference

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This was an anon request but I like the format it posts like in a regular post much better. Anon I also answered it as your question so don´t worry! 

Anyone who reads this please be warned that suicide is very prominent in this story

Also request are still open!!!!!!!

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Title: Brighter than the Stars in the Sky Pairing:  TodoMomo Harry Potter Yule Ball AU Rating: T Word Count:  4,361

AO3

Written for my most lovely bestie/beta @its-love-u-asshole We did a private exchange and she asked for TodoMomo HP AU! I had so much fun with this, and I love you so so much. Thank you for putting up with my bullcrap and constantly reading all the shit i send at youuuu <3

Full fic under the cut!

A date. Todoroki Shouto had never been on a date, and now he needed one. Unfortunately. He wasn’t the best at talking to girls. Hell, he wasn’t the best at talking to anyone, and being the champion, (well, one of them) had brought him so much unwanted attention; Todoroki had been nothing but incredibly overwhelmed for the past few months.

The Yule Ball was to be held on Christmas night, and as one of the champions of Hogwarts, Todoroki was apparently required to bring a date. But Todoroki could count on one hand the amount of girls he talked to, and he couldn’t imagine asking any of them. Not because they didn’t appeal to him but more so because he’d never thought about asking anyone out on any sort of romantic date.

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TODOMOMO SOULMATE AU - where everyday you can experience your soulmate’s senses for a few moments.

Happens randomly for one of the 5 senses everyday for a few seconds-minutes.

For example, soulmate A experiences a vision of what soulmate B sees at that moment

or if soulmate A is listening to really moving music, soulmate B will hear the music in their head at the same time.

Sensory sharing begins at age 5 and the other does not know when it happens.

It also doesn’t always happen at the same time — ie. sometimes its soulmate A to B, then 3 hrs later its B to A,,, but it is guaranteed to happen once a day.

You know you’ve found your soulmate when you both experience the same visceral sensations at the same time upon meeting — seeing a vision of each other through the other’s eyes,,,, feel everything the other is feeling (stunned, heart racing, palm sweating, etc)

Todoroki’s first experience was feeling tingling in his skin from the first time Momo created something.

Momo’s first experience was the burning feeling of hot water on her face when Shouto was burned kjafadjalkfjds

Upon her first sensory sharing, 5 year old Momo panicked not knowing why half her face hurt. In the following years, Momo sometimes felt the taste of bile in her mouth,,,, the feeling of throwing up when she didn’t have to,,,, a cold chill on her skin only on her right side. She knows it’s her soulmate, and often wondered who he was… why he was suffering…… The feelings stuck with her but were never fully understood until meeting the quiet boy with a scar on the first day of UA.

Before meeting Momo, Todoroki would sometimes see visions of complex chemistry formulas and always wondered wtf am I seeing? how can anyone understand this? It finally clicked for him after meeting Momo and realizing she was a genius,,,,, he just stared at her in awe.

Todoroki thinks the weirdest sense to share is taste. More often than not, he’ll get the taste of avocados in his mouth (bc Momo reaaaallly loves avocados) and it always catches him off guard,,,,,, not that he has anything against avocados,,,, its just not his most favourite fruit,,,,,,,

Sensory sharing can be useful at times…

like the one time they were separated from each other during a mission,,, Todoroki in a tight spot against a couple villians. A vision shared from him to Momo helped her pinpoint his exact location and danger he was in, leaving her to swoop in and save his ass bring in backup.

… aaand not so useful in others…

like the time Momo saw a naked chest covered in water in a tub while attending a fancy dinner with her parents,,, only to have it be Todo taking a bath at the moment. Cue Momo flustered, embarrassed, and trying to keep composure for the rest of the night.

ALSO. TODO WILL (sometimes) FEEL MOMO’S MENSTRUAL CRAMPS. ajfkllfscka Im sorry Todo

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Also thank you to @todomomo & @itsmilamon for a couple ideas~ You guys are amazing ❤

> part 2: the nasties [nsfw edition]

> part 2.5: the after-thought [nsfw-ish]

> part 3: family fluff

> prev hcs here

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Slowly Turning | BNHA

Merry Christmas, @celestial-descendant !! This is for the @boku-no-secret-santa event in 2017! Wishing you a wonderful holiday full of joy, and I hope you like the present~! 

Think of it as a field trip.

Even though it had nothing to do with becoming a hero. Even though they only had two months until graduation and should have been studying for finals. Even though Kyoka was scheming to leave her and Todoroki alone five minutes into this thing.

Momo sighed inwardly. She was overthinking it, most likely. Besides, after three years of being classmates, she was fairly certain Todoroki would never notice her rather embarrassing attraction to him, and she intended to keep it that way. As she’d often rationalized to herself, such things were unprofessional, and she didn’t want anything as insignificant as a schoolgirl crush to get in the way of their friendship or their future professional work.

“Okay, I just got a last-minute RSVP from Shoji…” Kyoka checked him off her list with a purple glitter pen. “And…that’s everyone! The whole class is coming!” She grinned at Momo.

“Congratulations,” Momo said, trying to put a little enthusiasm into her voice despite the fact that they were already on the bus to Magic Mayhem. It smelled of air freshener, and the bus was cool despite the warming weather, but Momo felt hot anyway, sweat beading on the back of her neck.  

“Aw, cheer up, Yaomomo!” Kyoka elbowed her playfully before putting her notebook into her drawstring backpack. “I know you’re nervous about hanging out with Todoroki, but you guys have been friends for a while, now.”

“I suppose you’re right,” Momo sighed, fiddling with the neatly folded hem of her short shorts. “But do you really have to leave us together…?”

“Trust me.” Kyoka had a strange twinkle in her eye and a smirk on her face. Somehow, her expression compromised the comforting content of her words. “You’ll thank me later.”

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Todoroki Shouto/Yaoyorozu Momo Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Yaoyorozu Momo, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Shouto’s Siblings, Jirou Kyouka Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Alternate Universe - College/University, Fluff, Minor Angst, Friends to Lovers Summary:

Momo needs a boyfriend after accidentally telling her friends that she has one.

Enter Todoroki Shouto- acquaintance, family business partner- who coincidentally just got off the phone with his sister, telling her all about the girlfriend he’s apparently bringing home.

todomomo fake dating au

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Learning to Love 2 ~Side: Todoroki~

Ok this one’s on me (: . For those of you begging for part 2, here’s the continuation of the angst ask @todomomo asked me to write.

> part 1: Learning to Love 1 ~Side: Momo~

“Yaoyorozu….. Im sorry… I didnt know you felt that way…….. I.. always only thought of you as a partner.”

What he said was not a lie. It’s true that he never thought of her romantically. In fact, he never really given romance much of a thought at all. There were other priorities he needed to focus on… like heroing.

He doesn’t know what to think… or feel, as he stands there staring after her.

No… actually, he figures it makes sense now. He thinks back to the times she would go out of her way to help him, the times she would be there when he needed someone—anyone—the most. It makes sense, but he can’t do anything about it, even if it hurt her.

When he returns to his dorm, he passes her room on the way. He hears a sob through the door… but continues walking with a tightness in his chest.

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Graduation comes and goes. They exchange pleasantries but their relationship is strained. It’s been an awkward week. They both know they no longer have the same partnership they had before. They both accept it, and go their separate ways.

At 18, freshly graduated, Todoroki takes up a position as a sidekick in central Tokyo.

At 19, Todoroki is recognized as one of the top rising heroes alongside Midoriya, Bakugou, Momo, and Inasa.

At 20, Todoroki hears about the engagement between Momo and the heir of a materials engineering company with reknown international success.

At 21, Todoroki bumps into Momo at a coffee shop in the shopping district.

“Yaoyorozu?”

“.. Todoroki-san? It’s been a while, long time no see.”

“Yeah… you too. Um, congratulations on your engagement.”

“.. Oh, yes, that. Thank you…. It was actually finalized years ago… we just publicly announced it last year.”

“I see.”

“What are you doing here Todoroki-san?”

“I was just in the area. It’s my day off.”

“Oh. I as well.”

…

“Do you have some time? It’d be nice to catch up with you.”

“Okay.”

And so they talk. About heroing, about their friends, about their current lives. They chat, and laugh, for hours it seemed. It’s comfortable with a nostalgic feeling—they don’t even notice how easy it is for them to resume their dynamic.

When it’s time to go, they leave with each other’s numbers in their phones and a promise to keep in touch once again. He’s missed her.

At 22, Todoroki falls into routine. Everyday he goes to work as a full fledged pro-hero at one of the biggest hero agencies in central Tokyo. Every Wednesday afternoon he meets Momo for lunch at a cafe that is walking distance between their two agencies. Every Friday evening he spends time with Midoriya and Iida either grabbing dinner or casually hanging out.

It’s a cold January afternoon when he meets Momo at their usual place. He was running late, the snow was coming down heavily and people were crowding the streets trying to make for the indoors.

As he sits down at their table he notices she’s anxious. She’s trying to hide it.. as she usually does.. but it’s in the little things of her body language that he’s learned to read—legs brought primly together, hands folded neatly in her lap despite her thumbs nervously twiddling together, back off the chair a little too stiff than he would think comfortable.

They go about lunch as casually as they could, but the tension in the air is still there.

Before their lunch hour is up, he finally asks, “Yaoyorozu, is there some thing on your mind? You seemed like you have something to say today.”

“… yes. My apologies Todoroki-san. It’s.. this.”

She reaches into her purse, pulling out an envelope, handing it to him.

A wedding invitation.

“We’re planning it for this spring….. I… would be very happy if you could make it.”

He takes it, nods, and bids her goodbye until next week.

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Friday January 11. He meets Midoriya and Iida at a quiet bar for a few drinks. The topic of conversation is ofc, Momo’s upcoming wedding. It seems like they got their invitations too.

"Todoroki-kun, what about you? You got one too right?”

“.. yeah. Im… still undecided. I do want to go though, but…”

…

…

…

“Todoroki-kun… you’re in love with her, aren’t you?”

“……… yeah.”

At 23, Todoroki admits he’s fallen in love with Yaoyorozu Momo.

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Summary: [Dystopia AU] Hope. Excellence. Restoration. Order. Raised from childhood, these are the values the Unified Nations’ heroes are to stand for. For rebel-ridden Malus City, a team of the H.E.R.O. Project’s best young subjects seems ideal, and they are ready to get the job done. Unfortunately, no one told them there would be so many secrets.

Updates Tues. & Sat.

Rating: T (TRIGGER WARNINGS: violence/gore, domestic violence, child abuse)

Ships: IzuOcha, TodoMomo

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21 todomomo?

The way you said “I love you.“

21. Over your shoulder

They never had much time to themselves during a crisis; even when they weren’t working, they couldn’t relax - always waiting for the next call.

It’s been nearly a month, he realized, since we had a meal together.

Shouto sighed as he opened the door to the apartment he shared with Momo, feeling weary to the bone. Kicking his shoes off, he hung his coat by the door, tugging a plain t-shirt on over his head.

With any luck, he’d be able to catch at least thirty minutes of sleep with his girlfriend before she was called in.

If her mission didn’t take long, they might even get to make dinner.

Who am I kidding, it’s gonna be take-out.

Pushing the door to his room open, he made his way over to the bed, collapsing onto the mattress with a groan.

The mess of blankets stirred, shifting towards him, and suddenly he found Momo’s head pressed against his chest.

“Hey, Shou,” She mumbled sleepily, “Missed ya.”

“You just missed how warm I am.” He teased, planting a kiss on the top of her head.

She snorted, draping her arm underneath his, “No, I like you; the warmth‘s simply a bonus.”

“Well, I guess you’re pretty lucky then.”

“I am. I really am.”

He momentarily pulled away from her hug, and slipped under the blankets with a yawn, letting her wrap her arms around him again. After a few moments, he felt himself beginning to fall asleep, lulled by her simple proximity.

She shook him awake, extracting herself from the tangle of blankets.

“Will you be here, when I get back?” She asked, perched on the edge of the bed as she pulled her boots on.

He sighed, propping himself up on one elbow, “Probably, but Deku mentioned he might need me for something else, so…”

“Well then, I’ll definitely see you in the morning.” Smiling, she leaned over, brushing her lips across his, “Hopefully sooner.”

Momo stood up, walking towards the door.

“Stay safe,” he called, as if she needed him to tell her that.

She hesitated, looking back at him over her shoulder, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” His reply was accompanied by a soft smile, “See you later.”

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Hey, so I have an AU for you. :). There's this movie called Ruby Sparks (There's a trailer on YouTube) in it, a once successful author is struggling to write another successful novel, and, in the process, creates a real living girl-of-his-dreams straight from his mind. So... Shouto as the author and Momo as Ruby Sparks? (Watch the trailer or the movie) (either will give you a better description than I can)

oh ahhh this sounds like such a cool idea???thank you for sharing!!

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71. “Kiss me, quick!”, Todomomo if you don't mind

71. “Kiss me, quick!”

Changed the prompt a little to fit the story more, and this is literally been almost three months in the making and I’ve rewritten it a million times but I’m finally HAPPY with how this turned out!!

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Momo was used to hiding for her job.

Her thoughts, emotions, feelings- all of them cast aside to keep her family safe. Everything was for them! Even… if they had no idea it was.

Even, if it was for her parents who forced her into this life….

Even, if it involved hiding her job from her husband.

She loved her husband- maybe even more then she loved her parents- and the thought of him finding out about her job tore at her heart in such a way- that the façade almost cracked every time she thought about it.

Finding out your wife is a spy wasn’t just something you have a calm discussion about after all.

Or, that is what she always thought.

The rising music filled her ears and momentarily escaped her from her thoughts- though she was quickly brought back as her assigned partner for the night waltzed back into view- the well of neatly kept back emotions brimming back up and threatening to dislodge at the sight of him. He hadn’t noticed her yet, was still blissfully unaware of the news she was about to spring on him as he sipped his wine and scanned the room with his captivating eyes.

She stayed in the shadows, trying to sort through her thoughts quickly before the moment she had to approach him arrived. The sweet sway of the music helped slightly, watching him stand across the hall in a nice suit she hadn’t known he owned brought a lot of feelings to the forefront, but the calm of the music helped her delicately place them someplace else where she could bring them back later when the moment was right, and her entire spy career wasn’t hanging on her completing this.

She was a professional, and giving away that she knew him could endanger not only the mission- but him as well.

The dainty watch on her arm ticked smoothly to the designated time- and her body immediately moved out of the shadows and she started casually mingling with the crowd. Laughing with this woman- talking with this man- politely declining a drink on the excuse she was pregnant from that waiter- it was all routine for her. But, the person she was meeting on the other side was not the usual. Not the usual at all.

And creation was she conflicted.

Gliding in next to him, she wasn’t surprised at his widening eye’s as she slipped her arm through his, though his quick recovery did more to add to her growing suspicions that she wasn’t the only one in their marriage keeping a secret.

He introduced her as his wife- and for once it wasn’t a lie.

That made her feel odd- waltzing around the ball room on the job with her husband at her side was both refreshing and confusing. Their interactions with others was the usual and the same as it was for normal parties, and Shouto’s presence was, as always, a breath of fresh air in her muddled and confusing life- a pleasant step up from Bakugou her usual assigned partner. But on the other hand, him being here brought so many questions- so many confusing and despairing emotions- that Momo found herself squeezing his arm more than once- and pushing his neatly combed hair back into place- just to check she wasn’t imagining him.

He would always return with a gesture of his own- like a grasp of her hand, pushing her hair back, not letting go of her arm- all things she knew where him both checking to make sure she was real- and keeping her there beside him.

Not that she would leave of course- the mission was to important to just walk away from.

Midnight was drawing closer- the more the hour hand ticked on the giant foreboding clock above the heads, the more tightly Momo found herself holding on to Shouto. She guided him slowly to the position point, tucking them away into the folds of the shadowy corner where no one could see them.

She couldn’t see his face clearly, but she could feel the sad realization in him as she pulled out a gun.

She really wasn’t what she said she was their entire relationship.

Her hand clasped tightly around the gun, forcing herself to push aside the guilt that was threatening to take over and focus on prepping for the job. Shouto stepped back slightly from her, watching her in such a wearily way that she almost broke and reassured him. Almost, but above the dancing people and merging crowd, the giant clock ticked closer and closer to that crucial moment.

“Why didn’t you tell me.”

Shouto’s voice was low, but filled with subtle pleading as Momo loaded her gun with ease, though she faltered at his question.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She asked in return, postponing her answering that question for as long as she could. Shouto cast his eyes at her with confusion.

“I quite doing this when I was eighteen. By the time I met you I considered it all in my past.” She remembered that. Not that exactly, but him mentioning a few times during their dating that he had a past he was trying to move forward from- and that she was his new life.

And all she did was bring him back to the life he was trying to leave behind.

‘Some new life I am.’ Was all Momo could think bitterly.

“Then why are you here tonight?”

Shouto folded his arms and looked away from her and outwards the sea of moving dresses and suits.

“My father blackmailed me into doing this.”

“What did he threaten?” The words left Momo’s mouth before she could stop them. Simple though they seemed it held more truth in it then she would have liked to reveal. She knew Endeavor’s favorite form of blackmail was threatening.

And, since Shouto had never told her, that meant only one clear, painful thing.

And as Shouto turned to her with a snowstorm of understanding and hurt in his eyes, Momo knew he figured out just what that thing was.

“You.”

Shouto’s answer was as simple as her question, though it sunk down deep into Momo as she knew her question had done to him.

If only she had told Shouto what she did- what she TRULY did for a living- then he wouldn’t be standing next to her, hurt gleaming from his face as the truth about what she did and who she worked for coming out into the open in such biting ways.

Shouto appeared to be on the same train of thought, moving slightly so he was leaning against a pillar and face only half illuminated by a beam light. The distrust and pain even more evident in his eyes.

Momo couldn’t look at him. Especially when he asked the question that she was dreading to hear. And the one she couldn’t answer.

“Why didn’t you tell me Momo.” His voice was low, and her name rolled off his tongue as it always did and sent shivers down her spine- but unlike other times where the shiver was caused by the desire or love in his voice, this time it was caused by the disheartened decibels that escaped his mouth and revealed just how much this had cut him and his trust of her.

His image of his intelligent and loving wife had been pierced deep- and Momo could only pray as she tightened the strings of her dress that she would be able to repair it.

“I… can’t tell you.” Momo hated her feeble and lackluster answer. Hated how his emotions withdrew and concealed themselves at it, how his eyes turned cold as he accepted that he didn’t know the person standing in front of him.

And seeing that scared Momo more than any mission she had ever been on.

“I can’t tell you here.” She corrected, onyx eyes lifting to gage the room as she slipped the gun back into her purse, and from the corner of her eye she saw Shouto look away from her. “I need to finish this and then when we get home- I’ll explain everything.”

“Will you really.” Shouto asked plainly, his voice not betraying any of his emotions as he looked back at her unbelieving. “You won’t just come home and pretend none of this happened?”

“I promise I-”

Someone was watching them. Her eyes fell onto a mop of indigo hair standing far off across the hall, his figure only barely visible through the crowd but his piercing gaze she could feel even through the crowd of people.

She didn’t know who he was, but he was suspicious. Her well trained warning bells were giving her all the signals about him, and her mind was quickly going through all the possible things she could do to throw off his suspicion.

The answer jumped into her brain as Shouto’s expectant voice called out to her.

“Momo, you’ll promise what?”

Pivoting on her heels, Momo swiftly was in front of him- her mind replacing the worry brought from the conversation with only the thoughts of throwing the indigo haired man off their tracks. He looked down at her with his arms still folded, hair in disarray from all the times he had swept through it with his fingers.

Eyes glancing back towards the man, Momo spoke urgently, stepping forward as she did so they were toe to toe.

“Shouto quick kiss me!”

Surprise flashed through his features- though Momo did not witness all of them as she stepped forward even more and brought their mouths together, eyes closing on instinct as the familiar feeling of kissing him took over.

She knew in the back of her mind that she was on a time limit- that the clock was soon going to strike midnight and she would have to release herself from Shouto’s arms that had wrapped around her waist and traced down her back, and that she would have to keep her promise and tell him everything about her secret life.

And that would most likely change their relationship forever.

After all, this would make Shouto question everything she tells him. Even her explanation he will question, forever the little thought in the back of his head reminding him that she lied once, she could always lie again.

Though as they broke apart, Shouto with his arms still around her and Momo not letting her interlocked fingers keeping her arms around his neck release just yet, she made a decision.

“Shouto…” She whispered, focusing on putting all the emotions she could allow herself for this one, one moment of openness during work. “I promise, that I will never lie to you again.” He looked unbelieving, though Momo supposed she should have expected that. She had no time to ease his worries however, as the clock above struck twelve, and its announcement of the new night rang out around them. Signifying, she had to go.

Leaning forward one last time, Momo gave him a short peck on the lips, lingering a moment longer then she should.

She ran her fingers through his hair, fixing them back neatly again, and she whispered into his lips.

“Go home and wait for me Shouto, please.”

And then she released herself from him and remerged herself back into the crowd, leaving a numb Shouto to lean back against the pillar and gaze up at the ceiling, lips pursed slightly as a small sigh left them.

And after a few minutes, he got up from the pillar, and also rejoined the crowd.

No sign of Momo anywhere.

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TodoMomo One-Shot: Present

           “Hey, Todoroki!” Momo called out, running towards the spoken boy with a small box in her hands. The box was decorated with light blue wrapping paper that had a snowflake pattern and on top was a small, red bow.

           Stopping in front of the male, she handed him the box. He looked at her with amazement shining in his eyes, almost as if this was the first time it had happened to him.

           “Are you going to open it or what?” Momo pushed, ushering him to open the container that held his gift. Shoto slowly nodded and unwrapped the packaging, taking out the contents inside.

           There he held the given object in his hand. It was a dark red scarf, presumably handmade. He could feel tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at the girl before him, her facial expression showing that she was shocked.

           “U-uh… There’s one more thing in the box.” She chuckled nervously, pointing at the small case. He widened his eyes and blushed at his mistake, quickly pulling out what was left.

           It was an envelope, beautifully decorated with small snowflakes. Momo’s name was signed in cursive, her using red ink for it. The color scheme of it matched the container it was just in perfectly.

           Opening it gently, Shoto slipped the card out of its packaging. Slowly, he read it in his head, repeatedly, before saying the words aloud.

           “I know that not many people are there for you, that’s why I decided I’m going to fill that role. I know you aren’t going to get many presents, that’s why I’m giving you this. I know you put on a cold personality, but deep down you have a warm heart. I know all of this, so remember that I care for you. Use this scarf to remind you of that fact and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

P.S. I made the scarf thick, perfect for harsh weather. Don’t forget to try it out!”

           This moved him to tears, them now rolling freely down his cheeks. He looked at the female standing before him, pink dusted on her cheeks since she didn’t expect him to read it aloud.

           “Is this true…?” Shoto asked her, taking a step closer.

           “Yes, it is very true. Words from the bottom of my heart.” Momo told him, going in the rest of the way. They met for a sweet and gentle kiss, Shoto holding the gifts tightly to his chest.

I like TodoMomo. I’d say it’s probably my 3rd favorite ship in the series.

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Pairing: Momo x Todoroki for @bnhararepairweek​ Prompt: Day 6 - Arranged Marriage Rating:  G A/N: A bit of a bigger piece I’d hoped to write at some point. Set in the future.

“Your father does not know.”

There was no questioning tone, no pitch raise at the end. It was a confirmation sentence, and that made him pause, not certain what to say. His girlfriend composed herself with a sip of tea but he knew her and he could see her hand shaking even as she mastered herself.

“No, he doesn’t.” As if Shouto would ever tell that man anything personal let alone make someone else a target.

She put the cup down with a soft clatter and looked up imploringly. What she was asking, he wasn’t certain, but his heart ached to give it to her. He’d give her anything, and they’d talked about this before…

Before Endeavor.

Before it was all arranged.

Before it seemed like it was a choice for love not a political arrangement or some futile quest to consolidate power and fame.

“Are you going to tell him?” she pressed quietly.

“Does it matter?”

She picked up the cup again, rosy lips lingering on the rim, thick eyelashes covering her expressive eyes. That tiny little dip between her brows that only showed up when she was deep in thought. His finger rose to prod it, subconsciously, but he caught himself and swiftly withdrew. The casual familiarity they’d built over the years, first as classmates, then friends, then partners, then lovers… it’d been replaced with this strangeness.

“What about your parents?”

She fussed then, in her own way, pushing away the tea with a swallow and a reply, “You know they like you, Shouto. It is just… traditional?”

“Nearly illegal.”

“Nearly,” she echoed. “But it is not, and to most people, it would not be… a problem… in this situation.”

“Most.” The bitterness seeped into that one word. He caught the flinch, gut flooding with guilt, but turned away when she tried to catch his gaze to beg forgiveness. Momo was privy to some of his darkest, innermost thoughts and grievances; she should have known before she spoke. But he couldn’t bear to blame her nor let her blame herself for his failings.

“Shouto, does it matter that much?” He couldn’t stand the gentleness in her voice as she struggled to understand. She’d thought he was past this by now. And so had he.

Did it matter?

It was what they’d wanted, what had been a dream for the future.

He rose like an old man carrying the weight of the world, pushing in his chair behind him and trembling as he turned away. Each step felt like his father had won, yet if he allowed this marriage to go forward, then Endeavor truly would control him. There was no freedom from a father like that.

“Do you still wish to marry me?” He somehow knew she was twisting the small, unobtrusive gold promise ring that never left her finger even without looking. “Answer me, Shouto!”

He’d never heard so ominous a sound as the door shutting behind him at that moment, and the fear brewing in his chest broke him down to his knees behind it, fingers curled in defeat and tears trickling in time to the heart-wrenching sobs within.

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This turned out longer than I expected. I’m like sure send me a prompt and I’ll write a little something, ends up writing a 3k fic. I kinda rushed through the end, ngl, I was desperate to finish this… I hope you enjoy the read @purpletiger15, I did tweak it quite a bit, or a lot but sort of wanted to make it my own in a way? I guess I got carried away. I know Envy was the shape shifter, but Toga didn’t strike me as envious so I swapped with Lust. I also played around with the idea of Nomu being sloth, but then he wouldn’t have really fit into my story anyway so instead he was those soldier things… My bad. Also, many things were left sort of vauge, or else this would have been a multi-chap with an actual plot line….but for the purpose and focus of todomomo/royai….

Pair: Todoroki Shouto | Yaoyorozu Momo

Rated : T

There a light knock on the door, causing Colonel Todoroki to stir. He lets out a heavy sigh, and mumbles a ‘come in’ while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He knows who is at the door, and he knows they heard him.

The door opens to reveal his Lieutenant, who has a stern look of disapproval etched on her face and she walks in and softly shuts the door behind her.

“Sir, please tell me you didn’t spend the night here again.”

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Can i request a todomomo scenario? she ask him to show her that pressure point on her foot *wink wink*, but todoroki doesn't get it and actually show her and ends up massaging her feet

*Wink wonk*

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Yaoyorozu stood in against the threshold of the entrance to their study, watching as her boyfriend meticulously filled out some paperwork that he decided to bring home with him. She shivered as a gust of wind licked at her bare legs, arms wrapping around her body protectively and partially regretting only wearing a pair of panties and one of Todoroki’s shirts, which hung off of her shoulders but wasn’t long enough to cover much past her hips.

She awkwardly shifted on her feet, feeling nervous for some reason. After all, she normally wasn’t so bold but sometimes her boyfriend could be very dense. She was about to open her mouth to speak when she saw Todoroki stretch and turn his chair around. He looked at her with wide eyes, obviously not expecting anyone to be there.

“Oh, Momo. Is everything okay?”

She felt her face heat up under his gaze. “O-oh yeah! I’m fine!” her voice was shaky, also letting out a nervous laugh. Todoroki stood up and walked over to her, placing the back of his hand against her forehead. She blinked at him in confusion, “Shouto?”

“I apologize. You just sounded strange so I wanted to make sure you weren’t getting sick.” He leaned down and gave her a chaste kiss to her forehead, causing her stomach to jump. He started to walk past her but she grabbed his arm to stop him.

“Wait, Shouto.”

“Hm?” He turned back to face her, fully attentive and slightly concerned.

“There…actually is something you can do to help.” She tried to sound seductive but she could taste the nerves lacing her words, instead running her fingers lightly down his arm to lace their hands together.

“What is it?”

“Well,” she took a step forward and brought her free hand to caress his cheek, “remember that pressure point on the bottom of feet that you mentioned earlier?”

“Yeah. Are you nauseous?”

“Not really but I’d like for you to show me anyway.” The hand on his cheek fell down to press against his chest and she took another step closer to him.

“Okay. Let’s go.” He turned around and dragged her out of the room, still holding onto her hand. Yaoyorozu took a deep breath to try to calm her heart rate, face hot as she let herself be led to their bedroom.

Todoroki sat her on the bed and went into their conjoined bathroom. Yaoyorozu moved up farther on the bed until her back hit the headboard, bending one leg up and trying to stay comfortable while also trying to be seductive. She pulled up her shirt to show her black, lace underwear and resting her palm on her stomach. The other hand she brought up to play with a strand of hair that was falling over her eyes.

She tensed again when Todoroki came back with a bottle of scented lotion. He looked at her from her place on the bed before settling on the mattress by her feet. He grabbed one of her feet before pouring a decent amount of lotion on his palm and bringing both of his hands to her sole. She squeaked when she felt the cold lotion touch her warm skin but then moaned when he pressed his thumbs into the bottom of her foot and started to knead.

At that moment she forgot her original intention for everything, just enjoying the massage and silently thanking that her boyfriend can be dense sometimes.

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Hcs where todoroki gets jealous and another one with yaomomo too(separately)

Thanks for the ask anon! You didnt clarify so I assumed you meant ‘jealous of x for the other’ and made these Todomomo centric. Hope that’s what you wanted.

Jealous Todoroki

He doesnt get jealous.

Ok let me clarify. He doesnt get conventionally jealous.

He doesnt get jealous over boys asking Momo to tutor them and/or attempt to flirt with her bc he knows Momo is, and will always be, faithful.

He knows that if Momo agrees to such, its out of the goodness of her heart and drive to help people. (So pure..)

(( Having said that though, he is still protective sometimes bc Momo can be too naive to see that they’re trying to take advantage of her.. ))

What he does get, is envious. Over the silliest things.

Most of the time it involves him being envious of things that take Momo’s attention away from him. Especially when he’s being needy.

Like, he’ll get envious of their cat that uses Momo’s lap as a pillow while she reads and it refuses to move. (“Lucky cat…”)

Or their kids that refuse to go to bed and want another bedtime story from Mama, but he’s tired and wants to cuddle with his wife.

Its really funny tbh bc he’ll deadpan stare down at the cat or the kids and have this little pout on his face that he tries to hide lololol

Jealous Momo

Momo’s jealousy takes the form of insecurity.

When they start dating, its tough for Momo to admit but she gets jealous over all of Todo’s fangirls.

Todo doesnt pay attention to them but its kinda hard for Momo to ignore (I mean, they’re constantly bombarding him with love letters, stalking him out of school, trying to catch a glimpse of him training…)

She tried not letting them get to her but an unsettled feeling bottle up inside her and that jealousy spiralled into her own insecurities of being his girlfriend.

“Todoroki-san has so many girls chasing after him. He could have anyone to be his girlfriend. Im sure there are many girls that are more beautiful, have better quirks, are a better hero than me.. is this really okay? He’s an amazing hero, he needs someone just as good by his side. It is really okay for me to date him? I dont deserve him..”

Todo didnt realize his fangirls affected Momo until someone (maybe Kaminari?) offhandedly commented “Mannn Todoroki you sure are lucky to have so many fangirls; how does Yaomomo deal with them..”… and remembers it isnt just his problem anymore… and Momo’s been oddly quiet these past couple days… and— shit.

He probably does something dramatic… like bolt out of the classroom to chase after her in the rain, soaked and out of breath, to confess all his feelings.

Somehow he always manages to say the words she needed to hear — that he only loves her, that she’s an amazing hero the others cant compare, that there’s no other person he’d rather have by his side, forever and always.

Later in their relationship, Momo finally gets comfortable with Todo having fangirls and takes their.. enthusiasm?.. as a compliment bc “that’s right, I have one of the most attractive and top heroes in the country as my boyfriend, and he loves me. That’s all that matters.”

> prev hcs here

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