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What are your hcs for Izuku, Katsuki, Shoto, and Iida with super sociable S/Os?

Izuku

He's a sweetheart and he's just as sociable as you are. He loves your personality so so much you're such a precious thing

You have such a bubbly personality which makes it easier for him to love you

He loves taking you out on dates, especially going to eat dinner at fancy restaurants

You're definitely a yapper but he loves it,he is one too but honestly not as much as you

He loves listening to whatever you have to say and he always has to blush at the silliest things you are talking about

He enjoys being out with you in public,you're just so friendly with others and it melts his heart when he sees you socializing and especially when you're socializing so much with him,he adores you

He is very glad that you have respect for other people and treat them so nicely it's just sweet seeing you fit in w others

Just know this man loves you wholeheartedly

Katsuki

Now when it comes to katsuki it's a bit complicated

He's not really as sociable,not wanting to talk to people as much unlike you..but he doesn't hate that about you. He's quite enjoying it ,he finds it somewhat sweet but he doesn't know why.. he wouldn't let you know it tho

He sometimes pretends to be annoyed at how outgoing and sociable you are just to trick you into staying with him inside to watch a movie or something

If you get really sociable and talkative with others he may get a bit annoyed,sure it's cute and all that but he often thinks why not talk to him instead? Why so friendly and sociable with others?

He tries to not bring it up though as he knows it wouldnt be normal to not let you communicate w others

He does try to make you spend more time w him though

He listens to you talking day and night honestly which makes him happy,he would rather you be super sociable and friendly with him rather than others

One time you woke him up while he was sleeping peacefully just to tell him about this cool dream you had. He was pissed at first but after he just sighed and listened to you finishing your dream

He loves you just know that, because if anyone else woke him up like that he might have burnt the place down

Shoto

Shoto is the opposite of you,he never really socializes with people outside of you and his classmates of course

At first he thought you were a bit weird,I mean who enjoys being so outgoing and friendly? Isn't it tiring?

But he got used to you after all and he started falling in love more and more with your personality

He doesn't talk a lot so you do the talking mostly,even when you're out on a date or if you're staying in to Netflix and chill

Sometimes he tries to copy you,he tries to be more sociable because he sees it in you

It doesn't always turn out well though,he tries to talk with others and start conversations because he's seen you doing it but he scares people off,poor boy

He's just embarrassing himself but he tries his best you can't be mad at him:(

Iida

Honestly he likes this about you,he likes how sociable you are. It makes him happy that you actually have interactions with other people and don't keep everything bottling up inside you

Sometimes he likes to watch you from afar and listen to your conversations,just to later lecture you on what you should and what you shouldn't say to people,he's a bit odd

You always talk his ear off when you're with him, always telling him about your day,and it's sweet really but he sometimes thinks you're going a bit far

Surely as I said he does enjoy this side of you but he also likes his alone and quiet time and he doesn't know how to approach this

He wants to tell you he really does but it feels so mean he can't bring himself to just tell you to stop talking,he doesn't want to upset you or make you think he doesn't want to listen to you at all

At one point he gets the courage to talk to you about it and man he gives you a long ass lecture,I don't even want to think about it tbh

It turns out well tho,you obviously understand his point and everything goes smoothly

He still enjoys when you're passionate about a certain subject and just yap to him about it

how it feels to ship tododeku in 2024

half of my sketchbook is mha uhhh….

please DONT mind how all of the pictures are sideways i’m too lazy to flip them

TODOROKI SHOTO Fashion uwu

jikook as deku and todo

How the hell are we going to have the final closure of the todoroki's story, the canonization of the bkdk AND the Dad For One Theory.... IN JUST 5 FUCKING CHAPTERS?!

not afo related but apparently mha is ending in 5 chapters y'all 😭

AAHDHCMAJS NY HEART JUST PALPITATED IN MY CHEST 🥺❤️❤️❤️🥰

Breaking the Ice (My Hero Academia)

Primary Universe

Come on, the title for this is so perfect! Why can’t they all be this easy? I have to be honest and say this is probably one of my favorite fics I’ve ever written. I actually wrote this story before the request came in, but it’s what they asked for, so here you go! Enjoy some ticklish Icy-Hot! ^^

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Bakugou was angry with Todoroki.

Well, okay. To be fair, Todoroki couldn’t actually tell if Bakugou was angry with him or just generally angry at everything while staring intensely at him anytime he was in eyesight…all day long. Every time they ended up sharing the same space, the blonde’s eyes would lock onto him and glare until they went their separate ways again. It started that morning, happened all through class (Aizawa had to get after Bakugou a few times for being turned around in his seat like that), during lunch, and finally free time when they were released for the day.

Todoroki’s first thought was the school festival, when he’d tickled the blonde to hysterics right out in public where anyone could have seen them. But they hadn’t – at least to his knowledge. Had someone seen and said something to Bakugou? Was that why he was so angry? The longer the day went on, the more Todoroki thought it must be. He had no other reason to be so vindictive towards him.

Finally, after dinner, he couldn’t take it anymore. He stood up from the table, put his dishes in the sink, and turned back to his classmate. “Bakugou, may I speak with you when you’re finished?” Then, without waiting for an answer, he left the dining room and went back to his dorm.

Five minutes later, Bakugou was opening up without permission.

“Come in,” Todoroki said dryly, sighing. “Spit it out. Are you angry with me?”

“Furious.” The explosive teen closed the door behind him, still glaring. “You’ve managed to get your hands on me and make me lose my composure twice now. Twice! But you’ve never let me get my revenge for it.”

Todoroki was surprised, but he merely quirked a brow. “You never asked.”

“Well, I’m asking now.” Bakugou’s glare finally became something else for the first time that day – a wicked smirk. “No, actually, I’m not asking. I’m telling you. I’m getting revenge, Icy-Hot.”

“Wait,” Todoroki said quickly, but Bakugou was already moving, grabbing onto his shirt collar and pushing him backwards until his knees hit the bed and he was forced to sit down. “Wait, Bakugou!” The blonde grinned evilly and swung a leg over to straddle him, shoving his shoulders to the mattress. Todoroki’s mind went blank. “Wait, waitwaitwait – please don’t!”

Much to his astonishment and relief, Bakugou stopped his forward momentum and merely paused, frowning down at him. “What’s the matter? You can dish it out but you can’t take it?”

“It’s not that.” Todoroki shuddered a little. He’d never truly been on the receiving end of this kind of look from Bakugou before; it was disconcerting to say the least. “It’s just…I don’t…my family never really…did the tickling thing. I was never tickled growing up. I…I don’t even know if I am ticklish, and if I am, how much so. I…” Todoroki gulped and glanced away. “I know you’re rough and relentless, given what Midoriya has told me. I just…I don’t know if I can…”

Bakugou groaned. “You want me to take it easy? Are you serious?”

“Please,” Todoroki said quietly. “Just…until we know if I even am ticklish.”

“You’d better be ticklish,” Bakugou snapped, grabbing onto the half-and-half hero’s sides and digging in. Gently – but still with purpose. When the boy beneath him shuddered and brought his arms down reflexively, the atomic blonde’s grin became genuine. “Heh. Looks like you are.”

“C-Cahahareful,” Todoroki pleaded, his giggling quiet and breathy.

“You’ve seriously never been tickled before?”

Todoroki found he couldn’t reply for trying to process these foreign sensations shooting up and down his entire body, making him feel electric and wildly out of control with the slightest touch. He was aware his giggling wasn’t like the kind he’d heard from his friends, but he also found that he couldn’t control it to make it sound ‘normal,’ either. It just was, coming out in little huffs and chuckles while his body tried to squirm away from Bakugou’s hold on his sides.

“Tch, all right, newbie. How about here?” Bakugou switched to digging into his stomach, but Todoroki’s reactions didn’t change in the slightest. The blonde moved up to his ribs, even trying the spot that would make him lose composure in an instant if their roles were reversed. All the way until he grabbed Todoroki’s arm and pulled it above his head, the half-and-half’s reactions were the same.

But then Bakugou scribbled in his underarm, and the floodgates burst open.

Todoroki let out a yelp before exploding with laughter, clawing desperately at Bakugou’s arm with his free hand, head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut as sounds he couldn’t control spilled past his lips. “PFFTAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! GOD, NOHOHOHOHOHOHO, WAIT, THAHAHAT REHEHEHEHEHEALLY TICKLES!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA–!!” He couldn’t even get his tormentor’s name out, he was laughing too hard.

“Does it?” Bakugou smirked. “I couldn’t tell. Stop punching me.” He paused just long enough to pin his classmate’s wrists together above his head and resume tickling. “That’s more like it.”

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Todoroki’s laughter was potentially the purest sound Bakugou had ever heard. It was like a babbling brook, only intensified and much louder. “WAHAIT, PLEASE, BAHAHAHAHAHAKUGOU!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

Growling at himself for being so nice, Bakugou did stop, but he kept Todoroki pinned down firmly as he caught his breath. When Icy-Hot pried his eyes open, they were lighter and brighter and happier than the atomic teen had ever seen them. More joyful even than the mimicked version of him that girl from another class had shown off to all those kids. It had taken everything in him to contain his laughter then. Now he couldn’t help but stare a little, awed by the transformation a simple tickling spell had cast on his friend.

“Seems like you’re pretty ticklish to me, Icy-Hot,” Bakugou teased with a smirk, beyond satisfied when he saw Todoroki’s cheeks flush pink in response.

“It appears I am,” he replied with a shy smile. “So much for taking it easy.”

“It’s not my fault your underarms are a hot spot. You’re lucky I’m being so nice. As soon as we’re done experimenting, I fully intend to destroy you for tickling me twice already. Once in public, even.”

Todoroki actually giggled at that, then averted his eyes. “Well, get on with it then, hothead.”

Bakugou’s brows shot into his hairline. “Getting arrogant, huh? Pretty bold move for someone who doesn’t know if the lower half is worse than the upper half.” With that, Bakugou scooted back just enough to access some new areas and then resumed his experimenting.

As it turned out, Todoroki’s hips were about the same level of ticklish as his sides and stomach had been, but drilling into his thighs made him spasm and laugh much like when his underarms were tickled. His knees gave almost no reaction at all.

Finally, Bakugou turned his back to Todoroki and straddled his calves, dragging his fingers up and down his soles. He was pleased to hear yet another yelp, followed by hysterical giggling and writhing. “Hmm…give me your feet, Icy-Hot.” Bakugou teased, pulling his classmate’s socks off so he could scratch and scribble along his bare skin. “I need to practice these pressure points.”

“CRAP, NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!” Todoroki’s laughter reached entirely new heights now that the protection of his clothing was gone. He flailed about on the bed like a fish out of water, shrieking and begging for mercy.

Unable to hide his enthusiasm, Bakugou grabbed the toes of his left foot and dug roughly into the space below them as well as up and down his arches. “Interesting!” he exclaimed mockingly as Todoroki threw his head back and screamed with laughter. “I added more pressure, yet this still seems to—”

“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!” Todoroki begged, completely helpless and lost to his mirth at this point. He pounded the bed desperately, nearly falling off once or twice in his attempts to escape. “STOP, PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! BAHAHAHAHAHAHAKUGOU!! I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAHAHAKE IT!!”

“Hmm. Good spot, huh?” Bakugou scribbled wildly for several more seconds, then finally stopped and climbed off of his classmate, who instantly curled into a ball of giggles, gasping for breath. The blonde smirked. “Oh, yeah. I’m going to have a lot of fun with this, Icy-Hot.”

Todoroki covered his face with his hands, but Bakugou still noticed how his blush spread to his ears as he said, “Yeah, me too.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing.”

Bakugou grabbed Todoroki’s ankle and started scribbling again. “I said, what was that?”

“GAH!! Bakugou, nohohoHOHOHOHO!!” Todoroki screeched, trying to sit up enough to push him away and failing miserably.

“Better tell me what you said.”

“ME TOO!! I SAHAHAHAHAHAID ME TOO!!”

Bakugou let his foot go, but dove for his sides, pinning his legs to the bed in the process. “You looking forward to getting wrecked by me again in the future? You’re just like Deku.”

“Ehehehehehehehehehe!” Now that it wasn’t his feet being tickled, Todoroki didn’t seem to mind that he’d been thrust back into a giggling fit again. “Plehehehehehease, Bakugou!”

“Please what?”

“Dohohohohohohohon’t!”

“Don’t what?”

“Don’t tehehehehehehehease me like thahahahahat!”

Bakugou’s grin became pure evil. “Oh, don’t tell me teasing gets you, too? Tickle, tickle, tickle!”

Where Deku’s laugh would have either grown more frantic or gone silent entirely, Todoroki’s laughter remained the same while his attempts to escape doubled and his blush darkened about ten shades. “I see. Strong, silent Todoroki isn’t used to getting teased like this, huh? Too bad for you I’m not very merciful when it comes to fighting with words.”

“Plehehehehehehease!”

“You seem to like this a lot for someone who didn’t even know if he was ticklish five minutes ago.”

“Agh, stahahahahahahahahap!”

“I will not stop.” Bakugou chuckled at the distressed noise Todoroki made. He shoved his hands back up into his underarms, grinning at the shriek that ripped from his friend’s throat. “Tickle, tickle, tickle~ Poor, ticklish Todoroki~ Can’t get away from me now, can you?”

Todoroki squealed. “PLEASE, OH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOD!! NO MOHOHOHOHORE!! MEHEHEHEHEHERCY!!”

“If you beg real nice for me, I might consider it.”

“YOU’RE THE WOHOHOHOHOHOHORST!!”

“The worst?” Bakugou laughed outright now, leaning down so he was speaking directly into Todoroki’s ear. “You like it.”

“STAHAHAHAHAHAP!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE, I GIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIVE!! STOP, BAKUGOHOHOHOU, PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“Fine.” Bakugou relented at last, releasing his hold on Todoroki and sitting up again. “Good thing you’ve stopped when I needed you to, otherwise I wouldn’t be showing you any mercy now.”

Todoroki spent a couple of minutes catching his breath, trying to regain some kind of composure but ultimately giving up and letting out another giggle. “I really am ticklish.”

Bakugou smirked. “Yeah, you are.”

“I’m glad,” the half-and-half hero admitted, finally pushing himself into a sitting position beside his friend. “I was kind of afraid I wouldn’t be, and then I’d be the silent, stoic guy that nobody could break.”

“You want people to break you?”

“Well…I enjoy tickling people I’m friends with. It didn’t seem fair if they had no way to get back at me, or just help me cheer up and relax.”

“So, what? You want me to go tell everyone I found out you’re extremely ticklish? You know they’ll come at you like a pack of wolves.”

Todoroki’s blush returned, so red it matched the scar on his face. He struggled to hold back a smile.

Bakugou stared at him, then grinned evilly. “Oh, you do want me to? Tch, don’t have to tell me twice!” With that, he leapt off of the bed, bolted to the door, and flew down the hall. “Hey, idiots! You’ll never believe this!”

Todoroki, meanwhile, felt his heartrate kick into overdrive, and the smile he’d been hiding broke out on his face in full force. He giggled again, then slapped a hand over his mouth to stifle it. He didn’t know what he’d just gotten into, but he had a feeling the next few days were going to be exciting, full of new experiences and lots and lots of laughter.

Lending a hand

Shoto todoroki x fem reader

Summary: you wake up in the middle of the night feeling needy, your boyfriend is a very light sleeper and notices your moving, lending you a helping hang to get you off

Warnings: fingering, pet names: love and sweetheart.

Aged up enjoy!

You haven’t fallen asleep yet,

You tuned over to your bedside dresser and the time read 1:27am.

Your boyfriend was asleep next to you, he looked so cute all snuggled up, his coloured hair messily placed across his face.

You wanted to kick him for looking so beautiful.

God he was your weakenss, you were feeling needy and needed something to help you sleep.

As you lay there You were contemplating on what to do, you know if you try and get yourself off it wouldn’t be the same as his fingers and it would probably stir him awake and the thought of him catching you fingering yourself makes you get second hand embarrassment.

So instead you tired to make it obvious without telling him.

You shifted a few times, and slowly got closer to him. You weren’t sure if he was gonna wake up and you kinda felt hopeless you dropped your hands to your sides, shaking a bed a little, before shifting again.

You’re becoming restless and frustrated.

That when todoroki starts to stir, half asleep he calls out,

“Love?”

You just huff in response, shifting closer to him, he can sense your frustration and gets the hint.

“You needy sweetheart? You want me to help?”

“Please sho”

He hums before sliding his hand down your stomach and stopping at the waistband of you shorts, he plays with the drawstring teasing you, before slipping his hand inside and hooking his fingers under you panties.

He runs his ring and middle finger up and down your slot, collecting your juices, before giving your clit a few small, slow circles, causing your breath to hitch.

He inserts his ring a middle finger before slowly pumping them in and out of you curling his fingers a wee bit hitting that spot he knows you love.

You let out a whimper and he smirks to himself still kinda half asleep.

“You like that love hm?”

You nod before shutting your eyes, allowing your body to relax and enjoy what he’s giving you.

He picks up the pace a little bit curling his fingers alittle more and they hit that spot harder and faster, dragging along your walls.

“Right… there”

He says as he hits THAT spot with a particularly hard thrust of his finger causing you to moan his name.

“Sho.. I-I’m gonna cum.”

“Yeah? You gonna cum on my fingers sweetheart?”

He picks up his pace again going faster and harder

“Go ahead love, make a mess”

He whispers in your ear his thumb coming into contact with your clit adding pressure to hit and slightly heating it adding to your pleasure.

You grip his arm for support,

And All of the sensations tip you over the edge and you cum with a loud moan and lots of pants, his fingers begin to slow as you come down from your high your grip on his arm releasing.

“Feel better love?”

“Mhm thank you sho.”

He pulls you into his chest and you snuggle into the crook of his neck, his arms wrapped around your body as you both start to drift off to sleep.

A/N: this one’s short but it’s ok, let’s bring back more fingering.

Please leave a request if you have one!

Master list

Rules for requests!

Bakugo katsuki

Never pleased

Is that seriously who you think I am?

Sleepy princess

Sorry not sorry

Dry humping with Bakugo for the first time but reader is shy

Antisocial

Shoto tokdoroki

Insecure

Kirishima

Coming soon

izuku midoriya

Coming soon

hiotshi shinsou

Late night cuddles

Multi character

Aftercare with the mha boys

Sero Hanta

Breakdown

Amajiki tamaki

Coming soon promise

Touya todoroki (dabi)

Coming soon

i beg pls do a shoto x reader smau just like cutesie things and theyre already dating i need it for my daily serotonin intake ^^ like where he just does the most boyfriend things without noticing...

w2e, the marias, beabadoobee, laufey typa romance i beg 🙏

everything he does | s. todoroki

in which loving you comes naturally to him—even if he rarely says it out loud

5+1 | s. todoroki

the five times he almost confessed (and the one time he did)

when you were laughing so hard you couldn't breathe

the common room was loud in that cozy, familiar way—someone had turned on a movie, kaminari was yelling about the plot inconsistencies, and a half-empty popcorn bowl had already made two laps around the room. shoto wasn't really paying attention to the screen. he was sitting off to the side, legs folded neatly under him, arms resting on the back of the couch, his eyes on you.

you were laughing.

not the polite kind you gave during class or the half-hearted chuckle that came after a bad pun—no, this was the full-body, head-thrown-back, tear-filled kind of laughter that made everyone around you start grinning too, even if they didn't know the joke.

and it was over something dumb. kaminari had tripped over mina's fuzzy slipper and face-planted into kirishima's protein shake. chaos followed. you were absolutely losing it.

shoto watched as you grabbed your stomach and gasped, "oh my god—that was the dumbest thing i've ever seen—" and wiped at your eyes like it hurt.

he felt something twist inside his chest. something warm and terrifying.

he should tell you. he should lean forward, tap your shoulder, and just say it—i like you. i think i like you more than i'm supposed to.

but then you turned to him, smile still wide, and said, "what? why are you looking at me like that?"

and he panicked.

shoto shook his head, lips twitching just slightly. "nothing. you look... happy."

you beamed at him.

and the moment passed.

2. when you fell asleep on his shoulder

it was movie night again. the common room was quieter this time. only you, him, and iida, who had already fallen asleep thirty minutes in, glasses askew and arms crossed like a disappointed father.

you had slowly started leaning on him as the night wore on, drifting closer each time you yawned. he didn't move. not when your head tilted, not when your hair brushed his collarbone, not even when your hand settled lightly over his.

eventually, you dozed off completely. he could feel the rise and fall of your breathing, soft and steady, against his side.

shoto stared straight ahead at the flickering screen, but his heart was slamming against his ribs like it was trying to break out.

"i love you," he whispered, so quiet he wasn't sure if he actually said it or just imagined the shape of the words in his mouth.

you shifted slightly, brow furrowed, murmuring something incoherent.

he froze. held his breath.

but you didn't wake up.

so he stayed still. and didn't say it again.

3. when you got your heart broken

it was raining. of course it was raining.

you showed up at his door soaked and shaking with the kind of smile that didn't reach your eyes. he opened it without a word and stepped aside to let you in. you toed off your shoes, jacket dripping on the mat, and mumbled, "sorry. i didn't know where else to go."

he handed you a towel. "you always know where to go."

you sat down on his bed, towel wrapped tightly around your shoulders, hair clinging to your face. he made tea. it was silent, but not the uncomfortable kind. it was the kind that let you breathe.

"he broke up with me," you said, finally. "said i was... 'too much.' whatever that means."

shoto sat beside you, mug in hand. "it means they're an idiot."

you laughed, but it sounded hollow.

he wanted to say more. he wanted to tell you that you were exactly enough. that your laugh made the world quieter in his head. that your presence was the one thing that didn't overwhelm him.

but instead, he said, "you deserve someone better."

you leaned your head against his shoulder.

and he didn't move.

4. when he thought you might be slipping away

training had been brutal. everyone was sore, tired, and half-dead by the time aizawa dismissed them. but you looked worse than tired. you looked distant.

you hadn't texted him back in two days. you missed lunch. you didn't sit with him during the bus ride back. and he noticed—every bit of silence, every missed message, every glance that used to last longer.

so he waited outside the locker room, arms crossed, heart pacing faster than his footsteps ever could.

"hey," you said, blinking at him in surprise. you looked like you wanted to smile, but didn't quite manage it. "you okay?"

"i miss you," he said, too blunt, too honest.

your eyes widened a little. you laughed it off, but there was a crack in it. "i'm right here, shoto."

he looked at you. really looked. your hoodie sleeves pulled over your hands. your eyes tired. your mouth tugging into something that wasn't quite a smile.

"yeah," he said. "you are."

but he didn't believe it. you were standing in front of him, but you felt like you were disappearing by the second.

he thought about reaching for your hand. about saying the words out loud, finally. but instead, he shoved his hands into his pockets and watched you walk away.

and he didn't say what he meant.

5. when you almost died

the explosions echoed down the street like thunder.

shoto didn't wait. he was already moving, already tearing toward the smoke, already deaf to the ringing in his ears and the shouts behind him. his vision blurred. his heartbeat drowned everything else out.

they said you were last seen inside the collapsed building.

he didn't think. he didn't breathe. he just ran.

the debris was everywhere. the smell of ash, blood, and panic choked the air. he called your name once. twice. again.

and then he saw your hand.

half-buried. covered in dust and cuts. but moving.

he dropped to his knees and started digging, calling your name again, voice shaking. his fire flared too hot, too close, and he forced himself to calm it—you couldn't get burned. not by him.

when he finally got to you, you were barely conscious, lips split, blood trickling down your temple.

"stay with me," he said, voice low and sharp with panic. "hey. look at me. you're okay. i've got you."

you mumbled his name. tried to smile.

he gathered you into his arms and held you like something sacred. he didn't let go until the medics forced him to.

that night he sat beside your hospital bed, fingers wrapped around yours, head bowed.

"i have to tell you," he whispered. "i have to. i almost didn't get to."

but your monitor beeped steadily, your face was still pale, and he couldn't bring himself to add anything more.

not yet.

so he waited.

+1. when you didn't let him walk away

it was late.

the dorms were quiet, shadows stretching across the hallway as he leaned against the railing outside. cold wind brushed against his cheek, but he didn't mind. he stood there, staring at nothing, waiting for the weight in his chest to go away. it didn't.

you found him like that, barefoot in socks, hoodie too big, voice small as you whispered, "you okay?"

he turned to look at you.

the wind caught your hair. the moonlight made your eyes look softer than usual. you looked tired, but more than that, you looked worried. for him.

he looked at you like he always did—with something like awe, like fear, like you were the sun and he wasn't sure if he deserved the warmth.

"i keep trying to tell you something," he said.

you stepped closer. close enough that your shoulder brushed his.

"then just say it," you whispered.

he hesitated. how many times had he rehearsed it? how many times had the words caught in his throat, choked back by fear or timing or circumstance?

you didn't move.

"shoto," you said softly, eyes never leaving his, "if you don't say it now, i think i might."

his breath hitched, and for the first time, he didn't flinch.

"i love you," he said.

it came out quieter than he meant it to. barely a whisper. but it felt louder than any explosion.

you smiled.

"finally."

then, you leaned in and kissed him, slow and sure, like you'd been waiting forever. and maybe you had.

he kissed you back like he was making up for all the times he didn't say it.

and finally, finally, he didn't have to wait anymore.

do you think you could do some Dabi smau where he has a kid with reader and all the fluffy things?

I’m in pain after the last one </3

if you’re not comfortable do not feel pressured to do it! <33333

-🐦‍⬛

domesticated | t. todoroki

parenthood was not in the plan, but now there's a glitter drawing of you and touya on the fridge.

burnt edges, unread messages | t. todoroki

⇨ not dating. not nothing. something in between. something you never got to name before it was gone.

brother’s best friend | s. todoroki

⇨ the only thing standing between you and shoto is your brother—unfortunately for him, neither of you listen well.

Why he look so traumatised lol

fucking obsessed with shoto todoroki

What characters do I look like

Felt like drawing fantasy au todoroki

Drew the scar on eye trio this time! Been wanting to draw them for some time

Wanted to draw a soft todoroki with pokemons, and this happened. This was my first time drawing pokemons, so they are kind of weird

Happy birthday to Midoriya! And also Mirio, two amazing heroes

Tried to do a pallete chalenge for the first time

Y’all do u think todoroki will be eating here (on his way already)

“Here’s the story of how I became Dabi…”

Chapter 349

okay so I was watching fruits basket and kyo and yuki’s interaction at one specific scene really reminded me of something and I couldn’t think of it until it came to me: they remind me of todoroki and bakugo

kyo: What’re you looking at?!

yuki: Nothing.

kyo: You were looking at me!

yuki: You’re in front of me.

tell me i’m wrong

writing a letter to his mom

I made a small manga wall :D

if rei and endeavour’s hair color mixed like dabi’s quirk, shoto would have pink hair.

you’re welcome.