Curate, connect, and discover
hii i hope ur doing well, i love ur writing!! i've been reading it all weekend >_^ i saw ur requests were open!! if so, can i rq shoto todoroki bf headcannons/scenarios ( or whatever you feel comfortable w/) with maybe a male reader? can be ftm or cis, again idm. i hope u have a good day !! :p
aw thanks anon you have a good day as well !!
it was your softness that attracted the icyhot hero.
the way you treated everyone equally and kindness, it was addicting
stolen kisses in the locker room before training as a good luck ritual.
sometimes sharing uniforms when something happens to the other’s.
lying to endeavor when you would go over to his house saying you both were just “training”.
he absolutely loves cutting your hair when it gets too long
him being the little spoon regardless of your height, he just loves cuddles 🥰
him constantly playing with your long fingers
if you’re taller than him then he’s always resting his head on your shoulder in social environments
and if you’re shorter than he rests his head on yours
“is 6.3 inches average?”
“megan thee stallion instagram”
“flip flops near me”
“what does somebody once told me it’s your power todoroki mean”
“bts taehyung”
“what to do when cat follows you home”
“do all americans like mcdonald’s”
“how to get someone to stop talking to you”
“best flowers to get your mom”
“is that the best you can do?” simon asked, chuckling underneath his mask. he was supposed to be training you but you could barely land a punch on the six foot soldier.
“fuck you.” out of breath, you put your hands on your knees in an effort to catch your breath. “quit going easy on me.”
suddenly reinvigorated, you get back into your stance, preparing to try again. locking eyes with your opponent, you attempt a two hit combo only for him to block each once again.
“fuck!”
“nice moves.” soap entered the room, sipping on a cup of coffee. “try going for his legs, fuckers too big for his own good.”
taking his advice you readied your stance for one last time. with a surprise attack, you slid on the ground, using pure strength to hopefully knock him over. suddenly out of no where your vision went black.
“you’re crushing me.”
“i’ve been waiting for you to kick my ass.” Simon said, helping you up.
“thanks for the show, guys.” Soap laughed.
him googling how to be funny after seeing how much you laugh at denki’s jokes
his only ick being that he HAS to swim with googles and the flip flops that go in between your toes
watches romcoms and just questions the main couples actions throughout the whole movie
can freestyle surprisingly well
when i say shoto copies literally everything you do i mean everything. he could be waiting on patrol and his sidekick just turns around to him with his hand on his hip cleaning his nails. he even picks up on your speaking cadences and quirks. its to the point where others start to notice it and they pick on him for it then he’s just like “do not make fun of y/n😠 ☝️”
older brother! shoto taking you to the park every time there was a fight
you telling him to grow out his hair and not touching it till you tell him to cut it
physically fighting endeavor atleast once and him letting it happen
him highkey being into photography and u being his muse resulting in him constantly taking pics of you in vulnerable states
him copying every thing he sees you do and i mean everything because he just thinks youre so cool and loves you so much
dad!shoto picking up crocheting just to make lil booties and hats for the baby
Broooo T4t Denali fic? He’s my comfort character for sureeeeeeee
you both had been friends since first year thus you got to watch his journey first hand
from the patchy hair dye to the awkward alt phase, you were there with him through it all
so when you finally came out yourself he was more than comforting
you sat in the class 3A common room. it was dark and everyone had gone to sleep but you? you couldn’t get a wink in. plus you had something on ur mind that had been bothering you.
“yo, y/n?” the sparky make appeared from the dark hallway, quickly making his way to the couch you were on. “why are you here? are you good?”
at first you were silent debating even bringing up the topic. “i have something to tell you, denki.”
“wassup?” he mumbled timidly, slowly sinking into the cushion next to you.
“i’m trans.”
“your trans.” you both said in sync.
“wha-how’d-“
“babe,” he placed a hand on your arm. “we all do.”
you cutting his hair when it gets too long and doing his t shots for him
u both exchanging clothes from when u were both pre-t/pre-e
both ur favorite halloween movie being wendell & wild
class 3a raising money for both your surgeries
eventually once his voice dropped, he saw bottom growth among other things and the immediate thing he did was sent u nudes
denki
3 attachments 2:43 am
denki
can’t wait for you to fuck me good, babe 2:44 am
him begging for u to fuck his lil cunt and u gladly doing so
shoto leaving u on read if u don’t say good morning/goodnight back
him learning how to cornrow a black!readers hair
him unironically starting to call you mommy after you called him daddy once
fantasy prince!shoto seeing your face once and searching for your face everyday after that, him going as far as to have a painter paint a picture of it
him shaving the drapes only for your sake
imagining being pregnant with simon’s baby and him stuttering while talking to ur belly
him insisting on you retire from service as soon as you find out
him being extra careful on the battlefield
imagining him carrying a pic of ur ultrasound in a tin box in his chest pocket
him finally getting home and cherishing you right at the end of your third trimester