jealousy games

wc: 2.2k | gn reader | angst to fluff+smut | warnings: jealousy, arguing, hickeys, thigh riding, slight choking

> you can come and get your things tomorrow. (2:12 pm)

shoto rolled his eyes at your message before slipping his phone into his coat pocket. it seemed that you were a lot more upset about your argument last week than he had thought. he didn’t think you had really meant it when you suggested ending things that night. since then, shoto had gone back to his family’s estate, wanting to give you space before he would return and talk things through with you.

it was just a silly argument. that’s how he remembered it, at least. that night he had been so exhausted, wanting nothing more than to sleep off the stresses of the day but you were adamant on arguing with him about something as trivial as an offhand joke.

ignoring the usual stares and whispers coming from the people around him, shoto paid for his items and left the shop to make his way to your apartment. you may have told him to come tomorrow, but he knew better than to let the situation fester any longer. he had already let too much time go by and knowing how stubborn you were, he wasn’t going to get on your good side easily.

when he got to your door, he didn’t bother knocking and immediately entered the passcode he had grown accustomed to using for months. it was his and your birth months. that always made him smile. but instead of hearing the familiar click of the door unlocking, there was silence as the numbers on the keypad flashed red.

you changed the code.

tension gripped him tight as he briefly considered the possibility that you might actually be done with him. it took everything in shoto to refrain from simply freezing the lock and kicking your door down. instead, he let out a deep breath and calmed down before knocking. you probably would have loved to get a rise out of him like that. luckily he was in a good mood and only wanted to make amends with you.

he might not have shown it enough but shoto loved you deeply, you were the first relationship he had taken seriously after all. it was curious, the effect a stubborn, quirkless assistant had on him. not that he would ever admit that.

“who is it?” you drawled from the other side.

“it’s me.”

shoto heard some shuffling from inside before your footsteps drew closer. when you opened the door, the sight of you made the already strained grin on his face fall.

before him, you stood in an outfit too dressy for just spending the day off lounging around your apartment like usual. you looked like you put a little more effort than necessary into your appearance. you preferred not to go out much and you didn’t know he was coming today so why were you dressed so nicely? whowere you dressed so nicely for?

his expression now dark, shoto shifted his gaze behind you to scan for any signs of another person in the apartment.

“um, what are you doing here? i told you to come tomorrow,” you said nervously, slightly closing the door to obstruct his view.

unsettled by your behavior, shoto shoved the flowers he had gotten you into your hands and pushed his way inside. he quickly noticed the two wine glasses on the counter and the low music playing in the living room.

“yeah? so you can have a little fun with whatever asshole you have in here?” shoto seethed.

you calmly watched as he made his way through your apartment, stomping furiously in search of what he most likely suspected was a secret lover. after he ripped open your bedroom door, a sly grin played on your lips. you had succeeded. so that was what a jealous shoto todoroki looked like.

you delicately set your favorite flowers on the counter as he continued opening every single door in your apartment. he even looked under the bed. shoto heard you giggling behind him and whipped around to face you. when you saw the absolute fury in his eyes, however, you began to rethink your whole plan.

“who the hell was here with you, y/n?” he stalked closer to you.

a chill ran down your spine and you mentally scrambled to decide whether to continue your game or defuse the situation. of course, no one had actually been there with you. all you wanted to do was give him a taste of his own medicine and make him feel how you did.

last week you were both at an event honoring shoto and a few of his colleagues for their achievements as heroes. things were going fine until one of his friends, denki, had made a joke that rubbed you the wrong way.

“is this your date, todoroki? wow, what a looker! i hope you told your work-wife momo about them, you player.”

you knew it was a joke but when shoto only laughed along and made no move to reassure you, along with the fact that you caught momo blushingat him all night,your jealousy flared. when you confronted shoto about it later on, all he did was give you a bored shrug and say it was just denki being an idiot. maybe he was, but you weren’t. you knew momo would have loved to be with shoto, her self-admitted crush back in high school. in fact, the whole country already shipped the two heroes together romantically. it had never really bothered you until then.

in a moment of insecurity and frustration, you told shoto you couldn’t date someone so unconcerned about your feelings and suggested breaking up. the words had just spilled out of your mouth before you could stop yourself. you thought he would tell you that he was sorry, that he loved you and you alone. you didn’t expect him to give you a blank expression before grabbing his keys and leaving.

“i’m not doing this with you right now. you’re being ridiculous, y/n.” he had said.

angry and hurt, you spent the following week ignoring his existence at the agency and shooting him glares when he wasn’t looking. you knew he wasn’t seeing momo behind your back or anything, but when he spent a whole day patrolling with her and still hadn’t tried to speak to you… you wanted to get even. it was petty, but your feelings were hurt. and not wanting to be the first one to apologize, you decided to pull a harmless prank on him instead.

but as you stared at him in that moment, when he looked so furious and on the brink of possibly burning down your apartment, you regretted it all.

“answer me, y/n.”

“no one! i’m sorry!” you admitted. “it was just a joke! nobody was here!”

his deadly expression didn’t falter. “a joke.”

“i wanted to make you jealous… because i was still mad… about before.” you cringed, feeling childish as you uttered the words.

shoto let out a frustrated sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose. “do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound right now?”

you wished you hadn’t apologized. your anger was reignited and you were taken back to that night all over again.

“stop calling me ridiculous! you’re the one with a side-chick at work! now you know how i felt! you’re lucky i didn’t really have someone here. maybe i should-”

before you could even finish, shoto had grabbed you and thrown you over his shoulder effortlessly before making his way to your bedroom. “wait-shoto!”

you let out a huff as he dropped you onto your bed. just as you were about to sit up, shoto straddled you, his knees trapping your legs in place and his hands pinning yours above your head.

“so you think i’m fucking yaoyorozu? is that it?”

he was so close you almost couldn’t think straight. in that position, you were embarrassed but didn’t want to give him the upper hand by reacting, so you turned your face away from him defiantly.

that was a mistake. shoto only chuckled darkly before pressing his lips to your neck, inching closer and closer to the spot under your ear that always made you melt. that combined with his hips on top of yours had you reeling.

“don’t tell me you actually believe that,” he whispered against your skin.

“maybe. you don’t even care abou-” a gasp escaped you when he bit down on your neck before smoothing over the spot with his tongue.

“when have i ever given you a reason to think that i want anyone else, hm?”

you halfheartedly struggled in his grasp, wanting to have an actual discussion with him but desperately aching for more of his touch. it was as if he had filled your every sense, clouding your judgment. he was so addicting and he knew it. you were sure that if you just gave in, shoto would give you everything you wanted. when he repositioned himself so that one of his knees was in between your legs, you knew it was over.

“oh my god…fuck,” you whined, slowly grinding your hips against him.

shoto stopped his assault on your neck and pulled away. he looked down at you and shook his head disapprovingly despite the smirk on his face.

“no, baby. we’re talking, remember? finish that sentence.”

you almost forgot what you were even upset about until he slid his knee away, taking your pleasure along with it.

“no, no, no,” you begged. “i’m sorry, sho. please.”

warmth and triumph spread through his chest at your words. you never had to beg him too much, he’d always given you what you wanted. but after a week apart, he wanted to enjoy your desperation a little longer.

unpinning one of your hands, shoto slowly trailed his fingers down the side of your face before gently gripping your neck. “say it.”

“what?”

“earlier, you were saying ‘maybe i should…’ maybe you should what, baby?”

letting out a frustrated sigh, you turned your face away. “maybe i should…call midoriya cute nicknames at work too.”

shoto’s eye twitched. he didn’t think you’d say something like that. and he really didn’t think you’d dare to utter another man’s name in bed- especially his best friend’s name.

“i know this was stupid.. i just… i have to hear about you and her being perfect together so much. and when you didn’t even care that i was upset it hurt my feelings.”

his anger immediately depleted, shoto smiled down at you softly before kissing your forehead. he wasn’t really tempted to tease you anymore after seeing the distant look in your eyes. the fact was that shoto didn’t want momo. he felt nothing even remotely romantic towards her, so when you were jealous last week, he found the whole idea insulting and a waste of time. he hadn’t even come up with that stupid nickname and certainly never called momo his work-wife. that combined with him already being so exhausted with work, he didn’t care to argue about it.

he knew he shouldn’t have left that night and even planned on apologizing the next day, but when he saw how adorably determined you were to give him the cold shoulder, he decided to play along. if he had known you were truly hurt, he would never have let you go a week thinking he didn’t care.

wanting to make it up to you, shoto slid his thigh back up between your legs and grabbed your hips to move you just how you liked it. "i don’t want anyone else, y/n. you know that right?”

’“i- i know,” you moaned in response. “but she wants you.”

“well that’s just too bad,” he leaned down again to press a kiss to your lips. “because i only love you.”

you shuddered at his words, pleasure pooling in your lower stomach. sensing how close you were, shoto slid his hand into your jeans and between your legs while he deepened the kiss, hurling you toward your orgasm. he swallowed your moans in his mouth and let out a pleasured sound of his own at the taste. he was unbearably hard, but you were all that mattered at the moment and he had all night to make up for lost time.

as you caught your breath, shoto settled himself beside you and gently pulled you into him to rest your head on his chest. after sitting in comfortable silence for a while, he spoke.

“i’m sorry about that night. i didn’t mean to hurt you. i love you, y/n. so much and i shouldn’t have left you alone. i should have been there for you after you told me how you felt. i never want you to have doubts like that again. will you forgive me?”

he felt you smile against him as you let out a hum.

“i love you too, sho. but don’t let anyone be called your work-wife or whatever else.” you hugged him a little tighter. “you’re mine.”

gazing down at you lovingly, shoto lightly traced his fingers up and down your back and kissed the top of your head. “of course. i’m yours. only yours.”

you exhaled, satisfied. “same.”

“are you sleepy?” he asked teasingly.

“i don’t like being mad at you, it’s tiring.”

“hm. you changed the door code. i almost panicked.”

“i was being dramatic…” you murmured. “i didn’t think you’d react like that though. i thought i really messed up.”

“you were enjoying some of it.”

“maybe just a little.”

shoto grinned. “you’re ridicu-”

before he could finish, you rolled on top of him and claimed his lips with your own.

A/N: just a quick fic while i work on getting out of a writer’s block with my other stories. my friend’s bf said he had a “work wife” last week and we were like… what.. i need to write more for bnha anyway. i’m also working on some 'getting back together’ headcanons for bnha and haikyu so those might be up soon! ᵔ◡ᵔ

Found Eternity ~ Vampire Todoroki

HALLOWEEN SERIES

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• 4016 Words
• 3rd Installment of my Halloween Series.
• Warnings: mentions of death, blood, murder; Psychotic behavior
• Author’s Note: I apologize for not getting all the Halloween Imagines posted by Halloween. I will still post them all as well as resuming normal imagines. Also, my Halloween Kirishima imagine didn’t much activity, maybe you guys could give it some love? Please?

Vampire Todoroki- There’s a very old mansion in your neighborhood that everyone says is haunted. It’s surrounded by no trespassing signs. Your friends dare you to go in but you find is definitely not a ghost. Well at least not only a ghost. You have a run in with a very different sort of supernatural being. After that, you end up running to said being. ~

“I do not think this is a good idea.” I called back over my shoulder. I heard my friends laughing behind me. I looked at them back by the gate.

“It’s fine, Y/N. Just go in for a little while, explore, and then come back out. No big deal.” Monoma called. The others agreed. I internally groaned before turning back to the dark

path. The long driveway led to an abandoned, gothic mansion. It was supposedly haunted and my friends had dared me to go in.

“If anything happens just give us a call. We’ll be right in.” Kundo said. I nodded and walked on. I was starting to think that there was no house after a bit of walking and seeing nothing but trees.

“Holy…” Out of nowhere a beautiful house appeared finally.

I took a long look at it. “It doesn’t look abandoned on the outside.” I walked around a stone fountain and up the steps. I tried the door and it opened easily and silently. I pulled out my phone and saw I had no service. “Great.”

The front hall was grand but dark. I could see very little except small glimpses in the moonlight. I walked carefully through until I found a staircase. I walked up the stairs carefully, using my phone as a light. The place was absolutely humongous.

“I’ll get lost if I’m not careful.” I stepped into a room and saw furniture covered in fabric. A fast gust of wind blew behind me. I jumped, dropping my phone. I looked down the hallway. I saw nothing. I picked up my phone and moved on. “Old house and it’s drafts.”

I made it downstairs and found a nearly immaculate kitchen.

It was confusing. The whole house was actually. Save for a few dusty rooms, the mansion was in perfect shape. It doesn’t look abandoned at all. I looked around in uncertainty before a light caught sight of a light under a door.

“What?” I took a step towards it. I slid the doors open and gaped at the sight. The room was lit bright with candles. It was a dining room and there was a place set with a full wine glass and an open book.

I walked up to the table and stared at the wine glass. The liquid was dark and red. I looked around the room before picking up the glass. I took a quick whiff and recoiled at the metallic smell. I swirled it around and realized how thick the liquid was. I set it down and dipped a single finger tip in. I brought it to my mouth for a taste.

“Shit!” I gagged at the taste. I stared in horror at the realization of what the glass held. I looked around in a panic and stumbled back to leave as fast as I could. I turned to run

when instead I froze at the man that stood right in front of me. He quickly grabbed the hair at the back of my neck and pulled back. “Ah!”

“Who are you? Why did you enter my home?” He asked sternly. I reached up and clutched at his wrist as he pulled my head back more.

“I, I, I…” I stuttered. I tried to lean back to alleviate the pressure from his grip but he only tightened it and pulled me closer.

“Who Are. You?” He asked again.

“Please!” Tears streamed down my face as I screamed. He looked down at me with cold eyes. His eyes seemed to be searching mine. His face softened after a minute and his grip loosened his grip. I whimpered as he ran his fingers through my hair.

“I’m sorry.” He said before backing off. “Forgive me but I was only acting on the fact there is on intruder in my home.” I rubbed the back of my head and nodded.

I looked him over and noticed the old fashioned clothes he was wearing. He had on a Victorian era shirt and dark trousers. His hair was what stood out the most. Red and white split down the middle. He had a striking pair of heterochromia eyes. There was something else strange that I couldn’t place.

“It’s alright. And I’m sorry. I didn’t think anyone lived here. No one does. But that explains why the house is so immaculate.” I looked around nervously.

“Yes, I’ve lived here my whole life.” He said. “Now, why exactly did you break into my have?” He began advancing on me slowly. I started to back up. This continued until I hit the table. I gasped but never took my eyes off him. He stopped right in front of me.

“My friends dared me to come in. Like I-I said we thought it was abandoned.” My eyes looked back at the glass before back to him. He followed my gaze before slowly looking back at me. “That’s not wine is it?” I asked, hoping my earlier realization was wrong.

“No, it is not.” I whimpered slightly and looked away. “Don’t worry. I won’t…”

“Todoroki-kun?” A high pitched male voice echoed through the house. The male turned to look over his shoulder and I took the opportunity. I slipped away and ran. I shoved through a doorway and took off down the hall. I heard a voice call out from behind me but kept going.

“Gotta get out of here.” I turned many corners but did seem to be getting anywhere. I turned to look over my shoulder to see if he was following. I saw nothing and turned back. There in front of me was a green haired man. He looked at me shocked and I took a hard turn and ran up the stairs.

“Todoroki-kun?” I heard the man yell. As I got to the top of the stairs, I saw ‘Todoroki’ standing there just in front of me.

“Where are you going?” He called. I skidded to a stop but lost my balance as I did. I saw a look of panic cross his face as I fell back and over the railing.

“Ah!” I screamed as I fell. Pain exploded in my right arm and thigh. I tensed, thinking I was going to hit the floor. Instead I felt myself being caught before that. The breath was knocked out of me. I started gasping for air.

“Hey, calm down. Breathe.” I heard Todoroki say. I opened my eyes and looked to my left as I gasped. Todoroki was holding me and had a look of worry on his face. “Breathe.” He knelt down and sat me down on his knee before holding my face. I slowly got my breath back but felt no less faint.

“Ow.” I whimpered as the throbbing reached it’s head in my arm and leg. I squirmed and looked up at Todoroki. I saw his eyes move to my arm and widen.

“Shit.” He muttered. His mouth hung ajar and I saw fangs grow right before my eyes. Everything became too much in that moment and I passed out in his arms.

3rd POV

Todoroki held tight as they went limp in his arms. He steadied his breathing and got himself under control after smelling their blood. He readjusted his arm under their back and replaced the arm under their legs. He lifted them up carefully before walking up the stairs.

“Todoroki-kun?” He paused and looked down at his friend.

“Midoriya. Can you get the medical supplies and meet me in my chambers?” He asked softly.

“Of course Todoroki-kun. I’ll be right there!” He was gone in a blink. Todoroki walked down the halls to his bed chambers. He set Y/N down on the bed and brushed hair out of their face. A small smile came on his face before the blood caught his attention again.

“Here you go.” Midoriya popped up holding the supplies. He set them down on the bedside table and handed him gauze.

“Can you get a wash basin as well?” Todoroki asked. Midoriya nodded and did that quickly. Todoroki cleaned up the cuts thoroughly.

“Are you alright Todoroki-kun?” Midoriya asked while looking over his shoulder. “With the blood?”

“Yes, Midoriya.” He began to wrap their arm. Once he finished that he went to their thigh. “I am pleased that you came to visit Midoriya but I need to take care of them. Could you please…” He let the question hang in the air.

“Oh! Of course! I’ll stop by another day.” Midoriya said before saying goodbye and leaving. Todoroki then removed Y/N pants to take care of the cut on their thigh. Once he was finished, he let them rest.

Y/N’s POV

I groaned as I woke up. I stretched my arms and back before snuggling back into the pillows and blankets. I took in breath before sighing. The scent of the blankets finally registered. Clove, cinnamon, and a little lavender. I opened my eyes and pushed up on an elbow.

“Huh?” I saw an unfamiliar four poster bed in an unfamiliar room. I looked over the room and was in awe.

The room was huge. There was antique furniture throughout the space and the walls had a few tapestries hanging. There was a fireplace that was surrounded by a beautiful hearth. I looked to my left and saw a bay window while there looked to a balcony behind curtains on the far wall. It was still night. I peeled back the covers and tried to move off.

“Ow.” I flinched as I felt a pain tug on my leg. I looked down and saw a set of bandages. I gasped and remembered the fall I took. My eyes darted to my arm and saw a similar sight.

I got up carefully and walked towards the balcony doors. I didn’t open the door but looked out. I saw a moonlit garden. I turned back to the room. There was an open door and it led to a bathroom. I Went to the sink to wash my face. I looked up and watched the water drip down my face.

“Am I going crazy?” I asked myself before grabbing a small towel to dry my face. When I closed my eyes, the scene replayed in my head. The wine glass, the running, the fall… the fangs. I stalked, slowly lowering the towel. “Fangs. He had fangs and the glass was …” I looked at myself in the mirror. Before I could think any farther, I realized I wasn’t wearing my clothes. I was in a large plain Shirt. I ran back into the room.“Where are my…” Todoroki was standing there with my clothes in his hands. “Clothes.”

“I have them.” He said before laying them on a dresser. “They were dirty and damaged so I cleaned and repaired them.”

“Thank you.” I said. I looked at them before him again. The silence was awkward as I stood there half bare. I rubbed my arm in nervousness. “You’re a… I…” I wanted to ask if my assumptions were correct.

“Yes?” He perked up.

“First of all, thank you for taking care of me.” I motioned to my cuts.

“You are welcome.” He bowed his head. I pulled down the end of the shirt. I saw him notice. “Why don’t you get dressed? I’ll turned around.” He did as he said. I quickly changed.

“Here.” I handed him the shirt he took it somewhere before returning quickly. He guided me through the house to the front door. As he walked to open the door, I couldn’t hold my tongue anymore. “You’re a vampire, aren’t you?” He froze.

“Yes. Yes I am.” He turned to me. “But you have no need to be afraid of me. I do not prey on humans anymore.”

“I know. I-I-I mean I didn’t know about the not preying on humans but not being afraid of you. If you were going to hurt me you would have already done it. Also you wouldn’t have patched me up either.” I took a big breath after my ramble. “I was just shocked and spooked earlier so that’s why I ran. I was afraid at the moment but now I’m not.”

“I’m glad.” He gave me a small smile. “I can understand why though. You said you and your friends thought my house was abandoned so finding out someone was living here can be frightening.”

“You’re telling me.” I chuckled before I was hit by a thought. “My Friends! How long was I out? They’re going to be so worried.” I gasped. “I have to go.” I ran to the door and opened it. I paused and looked back at him. I saw a sadness flush in his eyes. “If I can, I would like to meet you again.”

“Yes!” He answered quickly. He coughed and looked away. I giggled at the nervousness. “I mean, I would like that very much.”

“Great!” I smiled big. “Bye!” I said wistfully. I waved before running down the path.

For the next week, all I could think about was Todoroki. It didn’t leave my mind even at work, at school, or anytime. I was actually beginning to miss him terribly when a note appeared on my window seal. It was a handwritten letter from Todoroki. It was just a letter to check in on me. I wrote one back and placed it in the same spot before going to bed. The note was gone by morning.

These notes continued on for months. We got to know each other through paper & pen but I never saw him again. I was falling in love with a man I’ve only seen once and through his words. As the letters continued, they became more intimate. I was building up the courage to confess to him. I was planning to confess in tonight’s letter but those plans change as soon as I got home.

I turned off the sidewalk to walk up to my house. I hopped up the steps but paused when I saw the door cracked. I furrowed my brows in confusion because my mother never left the door open.

“Mom?” I called out as I pushed the door open. I walked in and looked into the living room to see no one. I walked to the kitchen, dining room, and back to the front of the house. A loud sound of glass shattering came from upstairs. I ran up and towards my mom’s room. “Mom! What happ…” I trailed off when I saw the horrid sight in my mom’s room.

“Hello there, Y/N dear.” My mothers boyfriend was standing over my mothers bloody body holding a dripping knife. He had a sickening grin.

“Ah…” I let out a strangled noise before covering my mouth. My eyes began to sting.

“I hate that you had to see this sweetie. You came home too early.” He said sickeningly sweet. He wiped the blade on his jeans. “But I’m afraid since you did, I can’t let you leave.” He took a step towards me. I jolted back and hit the door jam. His sweet smile turned sinister. “Now, now. Just come here sweetie.” He jerked towards me but I threw a vase at him. I bolted down the hall and stairs. At the bottom, he caught up to me and grabbed my messenger bag strap.

“Ah!” I screamed as he yanked me back into a wall. He placed the knife to my throat and I whimpered, clutching his wrist.

“I told you to come to me you little brat.” He sneered at me. He closed his eyes, took a few big breaths before opening his eyes again. “You’re not a brat, no.” He ran a hand down my face. I flinched away from his touch. “You’re my sweet little girl… my baby.”

“You’re demented!” I screeched and kneed him. He doubled over and I ran for the back door. I ran through the back yard and into the woods. I heard him screaming and running behind me. I ran through the trees towards the one place I would be safe.

Before I ever got to the gates, I couldn’t hear him. I slipped through the rod iron gate.

I ran down the lane at full speed with tears running down my face. I stumbled and fell, catching myself on the side of the fountain. I flinched at the scrap on my hand. I pushed myself up though and ran up the steps before nearly running into the door. I ripped it open and darted inside.

“Todoroki!” I called out. I waited for a response but got nothing. I took in a shaky breath and hugged my stomach. “Todoroki?” I cried out again. I bit my lip to keep them from wobbling. “He’s not home.” I told myself. A sob escaped my throat and I covered my mouth with my uninjured hand.

I bolted up the stairs and down the halls to the room Todoroki had put me in before. I opened the door and slammed it shut. I leant against it. I dropped my bag off to the side and pushed myself off and launched myself on the bed. I buried myself in the pillows and let myself cry.

3rd POV

Todoroki walked into his home. He had been out for a night stroll under the full moon. He paused when he smelled a familiar scent. Two actually. One was Y/N’s natural scent and the other… Todoroki caught sight of the bloody handprint on the door.

“Y/N.” Worry coursed through him. He ran up the stairs, following their scent. He followed it to his bedchamber. He threw open the door, eyes darting around the room. He found a shaking on his bed. He quickly knelt over them. He placed a hand on their shoulder. “Y/N?”

“Ap…” They jumped before looking at him. “Todoroki…” They sat up and buried themselves in his chest. He froze in surprise. They cried into his chest. He wrapped his arms around them and sat them both back against the pillows.

“Sh.” He ran his hand through their hair trying to comfort them. “What happened? What has you in such a state?”

“My mom, my mom…” They gasped nuzzling into his chest. “Her boyfriend killed her and tried to kill me!” They exclaimed. “I walked in on him… Her body was on the floor… so much blood… knife to my neck… chased me…” They sobbed.

“fHey, hey.Shh. You’re safe now.” Todoroki held them tighter. He gently grabbed their injured hand to see it.

“I tripped outside.” Y/N said before he could ask. The bleeding had mostly stopped by now. He went back to running his fingers through their hair. He just let them cry into his chest. They eventually fell asleep and he tucked them in. He left the room.

“Midoriya.” He called out. Said green hair boy showed up in an instant.

“Yes, Todoroki- Kun?”

“Can you watch over Y/N while I go out? They’ve been through a horrible ordeal and I don’t want them to be alone.” He walked back into the room.

“Of course!” He followed and stood at the end of the bed.

“I will be back as soon as I can. If anyone comes, don’t let them near them.” Midoriya nodded and Todoroki turned back to Y/N. He brushed a hand across their forehead. He leant down and kissed their head.

Todoroki ran towards Y/N’s house and saw there were already police and an ambulance there. He hid close enough to see what was going on. A man was being arrested and he was maniacally laughing.

“The women asked for it.” He screamed. “And the brat. Ha! You’ll never find them!” Todoroki seethed with anger. He couldn’t do anything since the police had the man but he hasn’t wanted to sink his fangs into someone this bad in so long. His eyes moved to the house. He went inside to Y/N’s room. He could smell the blood from here. He looked out the crack in their door and saw the police walking around.

“Y/N hasn’t been found.” One said.

“No one can reach her either. Maybe that psycho was telling the truth.” Another commented. “Maybe he got them.”

“Maybe.” Todoroki stepped back and looked around the room. He quickly packed a few things before leaving.

Y/N’s POV

I jerked awake from the nightmare. I opened my eyes and peaked out of the blankets. I saw Todoroki’s room and relaxed again. I curled up in a ball. I tried to calm my breathing as I heard a door open. I looked out to see Todoroki walking in.

“Hey there.” He said softly.

“Hi.” My voice was hoarse. I coughed before sitting up. I sat back against the pillows. I stared at my hands.

“How are you feeling?” He sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Drained. Numb.” He nodded and grabbed my hand, rubbing small circles in my palm. I bit my lips, trying not to cry again.

“You can cry, it’s okay.” He encouraged me. I let out a choked breath.

“I don’t want to.” I whispered.

“I know, I know.” He comforted me. He moved in closer and polled me in. I sat my head on his shoulder. He hugged me and kept me grounded.

“Thank you.” I breathed in deep. I got the smell of clove, lavender, and cinnamon again. It soothed me ever more.

“They caught him.” He spoke up after a minute. I looked up at him. “I went to your house. The police were there and arrested him.” He explained. I nodded. “They also think you’re dead. He was bragging about how he got you both.”

“Ah.” I acknowledged. I looked down and sniffled. I saw him grabbing my hands.

“You need to let them know you’re alive.” He said softly. I nodded. I sighed before looking up at him.

“I will but I want to stay here for a little while. I’ll say I got lost when I ran into the woods.” I said with a watery smile. He cupped my cheek. “This is not how I planned today to go.”

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“I had planned… to confess my feelings for you.” I admitted. I laughed at myself. “I know it’s strange but I do. I am in love with you. I don’t know how but…” I was cut off by lips on mine. I paused before I realized what was happening. I kissed back immediately. I cupped the back of his neck and pulled him in closer. I curled my fingers into his hair.

“You don’t know how elated I am to hear that.” He whispered. My eyes widened but I smiled. “I’m sorry. You’re grieving and I kissed you. It’s selfish of me.”

“No, no, no.” I hushed him with a kiss. “I confessed to you first. It’s alright.” He smiled before getting up.

“Come on. You need some fresh air.” He pulled me up and towards the balcony. He opened the door and let me walk onto the balcony first. I leant against the railing and he stood next to me, wrapping his arm around my waist.

“I will come back here.” I said into the night. He looked down at me. “When I go back and take care of everything, I am going to come back here to be with you. If that’s okay with you.”

“I would never steer you away.” He said genuinely. I smiled and nuzzled my head under his chin. He began to run his fingers through my hair. “You will have me for eternity.”

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Do you love me? | Shoto Todoroki x Reader

Summary: Harry Potter AU. Shoto breaks your heart.

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Serie Hogwarts/ Harry Potter AU: Kirishima,Denki

Warning: Angst.

You knew what you were going to do was wrong. You knew this could ruin your relationship with Shoto forever. This could end in two ways: he broke your heart or you broke the trust he has in you.

You shouldn’t give Shoto Veritaserum without his consent. You never thought you were going to get to this point. You were desperate and you need to know the truth. You need to know if he loves you or he is only with you because his father wants that. You couldn’t marry Shoto without knowing it first.

“Do you love me?” you asked after seeing how he finished drinking the glass of wine that you had served him.

A part of you already knew the answer. Shoto’s eyes never transmitted love to you, his kisses were scarce and when he gave them they seemed to be more out of obligation than out of love, and if his kisses were scarce not to mention his “masters” who felt empty. In the first months of your relationship, you thought that over time I would be more open with his feelings. But the years passed and everything remained the same, you didn’t believe that he really loved you. For a moment you had hope when he proposed to you but he didn’t even seem interested in the wedding. Every time you asked him something like What flowers do you prefer? o What flavor should the cake be? He told you that you would choose what you like the most. Hell, even Enji seemed more interested in always asking when the wedding would be.

“No” the answer came so naturally from their lips that they were both surprised.

No further questions were required. You had what you wanted to know. Without saying a word you got up from the table, ignoring Shoto’s calls, and left. There was no point staying to listen to him, what explanation was he going to give you? He had lied to you for years. No matter what Shoto said, the damage was done.

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Todoroki, Iida, and Kirishima relationship angst :’)

Just some angst/problems that might come up with dating these guys. By the way, this is by no means an attempt to ruin your comfort characters! These are just some ideas on maybe parts of a relationship they wouldn’t be so good at. No one is perfect,either in a relationship or as an individual, and I still really like these characters overall :)))

warnings: trauma, minor angst, slightly unhealthy habits

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-Todoroki Shoto-

• Understandably… anything regarding physical contact is a bit of a weird subject
• He had pretty mixed feelings about it at first and the two of you agreed to avoid it. Eventually, he started to get more comfortable with it, and the two of you began doing things like hold hands, hug, and cuddle a bit
• No matter how gentle you are, he tenses upon the initial contact and then slowly relaxes
• He’s so softwhen you touch him. He wraps his limbs around you, buries his head in the crook of your neck, and blushes softly as he drinks in all the physical contact he never got
• Sometimes he thanks you for really random stuff, like remembering how he likes his soba. Asking specific questions about his day/how he’s feeling. Letting him talk about his interests. And it isn’t an idle “thx btw” it’s a sincere “thank you, so, so much for doing that, I truly appreciate it” and it kind of breaks your heart how low his standards are for how people treat him
• The only reason he’s been seriously addressing his trauma is not that he’s upset about it, but because you’re upset he isn’t upset
• The “meet the family” conversation was avoided for so long. If you both have bad home lives, you probably avoid it indefinitely
• If you have a good family though, while Todoroki probably had a great time spending time with your family, he probably felt guilty that he couldn’t offer the same to you
• He makes up a lot of excuses to his family to avoid putting you in a weird situation. He worries his sister would use you as proof that the family was healing, his brother would probably try to make you side against Endeavor, Endeavor might try to get you to talk to Todoroki for him… no way is he putting you through that
• He wasn’t the best at expressing affection at first, but as he began to realize that “wow, you aren’t going to hurt me or try to use me :)” he became more open

-Iida Tenya-

• Iida holds himself to SUCH high standards and can be really uptight, and I don’t just mean in terms of his hero work and academics, but in terms of being a boyfriend too
• He wants to be the model boyfriend: strong, supportive of you, protective, encouraging, funny, charming, good at planning dates, romantic, calm and cool, etc
• Sometimes the of you can laugh about it — Iida’s bad flirty lines, Iida’s list of your likes/dislikes, how dramatic he is about little things
• Other times… you can’t laugh. Depending on the type of person you are, you might like how organized and list-based Iida’s dates are, or at least appreciate the work that goes into them. Or, you might be annoyed out of your mind, wondering why the two of you can’t just say “hey let’s hang out” without Iida making an itinerary
• If he ever forgot an important relationship-related event like an anniversary, birthday, or Valentines Day, he would feel AWFUL and completely freak out about it. Dozens of apologies, trying to act perfect for days on end to make up for it, being especially uptight… you get the idea
• Even when he doesn’t mess up, it’s difficult for Iida to really relax into a relationship. After you’ve been dating for a few months, he’s still quite stiff with affection — not because he’s unaccustomed to it, he’s just a naturally tense person
• Veryguilty of being a bit of a workaholic and making you feel like… yes, he’s physically there, but he’s not there,like when you finally convinced him to watch your favorite movie, only to see him reviewing notes the entire time
• And thinking about the “wow, I saw Iida’s to-do list for today and I’m literally nothing but a box for him to check off” can lead to some real FUN arguments
• Sometimes when you cuddle his grip on you is just a little too tight because he’s so worried about something happening to you

-Kirishima Ejiro-

• Similar to Iida, Kirishima also puts a lot of pressure on himself to be a good boyfriend
• But unlike Iida who gets so worked up that it’s obvious he’s upset, Kirishima is waytoo good at hiding the strain he puts on himself
• He could’ve just had the crappiest day of his life, but he’ll force a smile for you, offer to help with your homework, and get you something to drink
• He goes so far out of his way to do things for you to show how much he loves you — carrying your books and backpack on top of his, even when his arms are shaking from being overworked; staying up late to talk to you without mentioning that he promised to wake up early to help Bakugou train; letting you have some of his lunch even though he forgot breakfast and will probably end up giving part of his dinner to Kaminari
• It isn’t toxic masculinity because Kirishima is certainly still soft on you and in touch with his emotions, but his standards for himself are definitely too high
• Part of him knew this wasn’t healthy, but the other, unconfident part of himself convinced him it was worth it every time you bragged to the others about how amazing your boyfriend is
• When you realized what Kirishima was doing to himself, you were honestly devastated with yourself for not realizing sooner
• And when you confronted Kirishima about it he reacted like a hurt puppy because he thought you were going to break up with him
• You two had a long, long chat about communicating boundaries and such
• Aside from that, Kirishima is like,,, really, really good with relationships??? He communicates well, is flexible, understanding, etc. Sometimes he does push himself a bit too hard in training or doesn’t feel like he’s good enough for you, but you’re there to cheer him up :)

bam’s note : this is a part of @okkatsudon ; “somebody new” collab! it’s always been my dream after watching mha to write this, literally seizing this opportunity as soon as i saw the event!

warnings : angst, unrequited/one sided love, crushing, no happy ending, some cursed words, deja vu, third wheel character, one part is slightly suggestive, long fic (almost 3k words omg wat- )

it was sweet to love him.

you met todoroki on the very first day of school, pretty cherry blossom trees were blooming and portions of petals were falling down the ground.

lost in the scenery, you didn’t took notice of the person walking your way until you bumped into them. all the books and papers you were carrying got knocked to the floor. you instantly apologise to that person and crouch down to collect your things. another hand that’s not yours help pick the few left ones before handing them to you.

that was the first time you got to drown in those mismatched heterochromatic eyes.

a stranger with evenly split hair between two colours; white and red. he was rather well-built and tall for someone around his age. though he has quite a strange large scar on one side of his face. despite that and the seriousness he wore you swear you viewed him as the hottest guy you’ve ever met.

you again haven’t noticed that you were staring at him for far too long until this unknown man need to clear his throat and gently jab the stuffs to you once more. you felt your cheeks burn in embarrassment as you quickly look away and mumbled quiet sorry for your bad manners and thank him for his help.

he only nodded in response before about to turn and resumed back on his way. you interrupted him first by calling out, “what’s your name?”

the man spare you a glance, evidently heard you, still he decided not to reply. making you frown and follow him, proceeding to ask him questions “hey, what’s your class? perhaps we’re on the same one, and with that perhaps-” he suddenly took a turn around the corner, consequence come in you almost tripped on your own feet. this time you managed to grab the wall, then run up to catch up to him. frowning, why is he gotta be so fast?

“hey! wait! you’re still new here like me right? how about we walk to our classroom together? i’m y/n by the way, and was about to head to class 1A. do you perhaps have any idea where-” it was as though all you babble was nix as the arrogant dude, you could call him, doesn’t seem to even give a damn.

but it’s alright, because it seems like he share the same destination as you. 1A label presented in front of you, and the stranger you met earlier already disappear by walking into the room before you can even registered what’s going on.

all your dreams, wishes, hopes, were right here. heart hammering hard in your chest, you felt your body slightly shook in both excitement and anxiousness as you slowly stride after that two colours haired guy.

and your whole life changed ever since.

you later learned by a group of girls you’ve been hanging out with, his name was todoroki. shototodoroki. your eyes and mind were already mindlessly trailing to the figure of him, far away from your friends voices, away from any other environment. he was scribbling something to his note. looking effortlessly so cool, so handsome.

and somehow you were tapping your lips. thinking of a way of trying to get close to him, what a stupid act. you just met him a week ago, but something about him already intrigued you this much??

“y/n. y/n, are you even listening?” mina’s voice snapped you out of your trance. you blinked a couple of times, regaining your attention back to her while searching for a suitable response.

“ah- sorry i got distracted, what was it again?” you lightly scratch your cheek, looking confused.

“are you perhaps interested in todoroki-kun, y/n-chan?” tsuyu pointed out, and uraraka nodded her head in agreement.

“yeah, we saw you were looking at him. is there anything going on between you two?” the browned tilted her head curiously, all the girls turn their head to look at you, too.

“nothing! it’s nothing really, i’ve just been wondering of… a way to…” you nervously switched your gaze anywhere and everywhere but their watchful eyes. trying your best to contain your blush.

“get closer to him…” you quietly whispered to them.

an ‘oooooo’ and squeals buzzed among them, and you have to cover your face up with a hand. glancing one last time at the person who caused all this, you felt your heart skipped a beat when you saw that he was, coincidentally or not, looking at you too.

at lunch, all thanks to the efforts of those girls. makes you sitting beside him right now, finding it hard to get a grip of yourself. blushing like crazy, you can’t help but be a stuttering mess.

“i- uh uhmm- hey, not sure if you remember me. but i’m-”

“i remembered. you were that annoying girl who keep pestering me all the way to my classroom”

the statement make you shock a bit. no, very.

“don’t say that” your eyebrows bundled as you speak, “it’s quite a rude thing to say to someone you don’t know”

mismatched apathetic eyes locked with yours, no emotion showed on his expression as he simply answered, “and it’s also quite rude to keep bothering a stranger who obviously show no interest in being friends already”

his words sharp as a knife, you felt a heavy lump forming in your throat. “i’ll make you change you mind” your voice was quivering, but you were too hurt to care for that. “just you wait”

with that, you got up and marched off. heading straight toward the girl’s bathroom.

guess things always hurt when it’s right.

but being the super determined person you were. you still didn’t give up on the following days, or weeks, or months. the always failed attempts of trying to follow him, be close to him and getting to know him more.

despite each time the boy snapped and stabbed you with hurtful words, the very next day he’ll still find you sitting in his usual spot at the cafeteria. running to the front gate to wait and walk home together.

your girl friends are also behind all these scenes too, silently leaving only you and him to bring the notebooks to the teacher’s room saying they were “busy”. purposefully leave right away to give you two alone time, well not really since they stay at an appropriate distance watching, and when he hurt you again, they always make sure to be there comforting and encouraging you to never loose hope.

and perhaps the world wasn’t too cruel. because eventually the once unconcerned todoroki slowly start to warm up, especially after the u.a. sports festival.

“todoroki-kun~ may i join you for lunch today?” you jovially asked him, despite completely know the common incoming disinterested answer.

though today, much to your surprise, he merely nodded. you stared after him, baffled. and shoto turn his head back to you after a few steps, slightly tilting his head in confusion as if saying, 'what are you waiting for?’

speechlessly gaping, you cannot exactly describe the fluttering feeling in your stomach. 'aw fuck it’ you thought and quickly pursue after him.

that day was the first day you grasp the real meaning of the word 'hope’. all your friends jump and cheer for you afterwards when you return to them.

“cheers to y/n and her soon-to-be boyfriend!” hagakure sang while mina threw her arms around you, blathering nonstop how happy she was for you. laughing at how supportive they all were, as though he was already your s/o, but you must admit that you couldn’t ask for anything better.

from here on out, the former cold relationship between you and shoto seems to grow warmer, like winter slowly turn into spring.

time flies by faster than anyone could imagine, right now most of you guys already received provisional hero license. although todoroki and bakugou still have to go to a special course.

“sho-chann” you called for him late at night when you guys about to parted to your own rooms. “tomorrow’s your first day of the special course right? good luck!”

small smile cracked at your sweet encouragement, he mumbled a thank you. and you grinned back at him, afore, a soft kiss was planted wordlessly against your forehead.

for the 3rd, or 4th time or more counted, that he had made you surprised. although you didn’t get to say a word as he was already pacing away. leaving you brushing your fingers on where the kiss landed, still all fuzzy and blushing.

not to mention that he was smiling to you more often. directly. like after you guys watched some random movies, you deliberately tease him of 'how we should hang out more often’ while shooting him a wink. the stoic man’s upper lips were tugged up in response. and shockingly agreed to what you’ve just said.

HE. DID. SMILE. AT. YOU.

dear god, you weren’t imagining it.

it wasn’t until winter ran by did you confront him. mustering up all the courage you got, you have to say it, no matter what.

“oh, hey y/n” shoto greeted you, coming to meet as requested right outside the dorms. it was nighttime and the only lights available except the moon were from the lamp posts.

“hi sho-chan” you smile in return, nervously fidget with your fingers.

“so what’s up?” the half white red haired questioned curiously. taking silent note at your uneasy posture.

gulping, there’s no turning back now. “do you know that, if you’re confessing on the first snow. the higher chance that your crush’s response might be positive?”

a quizzical look contorted over his face. “really…?” he replied, touching the scarf swathing around his neck. “and what did that has to do with why you called me?”

“i-” you began, then stopped to purse your lips. suddenly snow was falling to your hair. your cheeks were flushed and a smoke flows from your mouth as the words slipped. “i think i like you, sho-chan”

silence settled over you both for a moment. his wide-eye gaze never leaving you, until you have to break it when it’s becoming rather uncomfortable.

“please say something…” you murmured embarrassingly while looking away. making the man clears his throat apologetically and answered.

“i appreciated the feeling you hold towards me, y/n” he paused for a moment, carefully pondering for the right sayings. “but i’m still not so sure of my own feelings yet… could you give me some time first?”

you felt your heart squeezed as he soon excused himself after that. slightly opening your mouth and blinking a few times in frozen position, feeling torn whether to feel sad or continue to stay hopeful.

so you waited. for days, weeks, months, you felt deja vu during so. here you are, waiting for slim chances that’s most likely end up with rejection by him already forgetting given prolong period.

even worse that any time you brought it up, it was always the same answer, 'please give me more time’.

yeah, for sure. but for how long, mr.todoroki?

sighing languidly at this on loop thought, you walk past your empty classroom, about to heading back to your dorm. or so you thought. as you came across an over-limit unexpected scene.

a scene that makes you want to take back the idea you once thought, that perhaps the world wasn’t too cruel. because it definitelyis.

“i- i think i have a crush on you, todoroki-kun!”

similar sentence. yet the person who say it is…

“don’t worry y/n-san” yaoyorozu soothingly rubbed your back, “i’m pretty sure he will see it soon someday” she said with a gentle smile. all the while offering herself to be a shoulder for you to cry on.

why her? why the person who used to always stick by your side?

whywhywhy?

right now you were only listening. but then you start creeping closer, trembling hand slowly crack the door open slightly, only enough to take a peek inside.

you regretted it before you even saw.

hands clutching her skirt. cheeks bashfully tinted red. she spare a second to push her loose soft looking black strands behind her ear and shifted her gaze. the sun was setting down out the window, giving the room beautiful pale red, orange, purple, and yellow light. what a romantic sight for sore eyes…

“i know you might not feel the same. and that it’s super inappropriate for me to confess to you even though you’re still in the middle of giving y/n-san an answer. i’m so sorry, but i really like you. i- i-”

no. no. no.

todoroki cuts her off by pulling her into a passionate kiss. momo, without hesitation, promptly give in to the kiss and pull him closer. and he reciprocated by letting his hands roam over to her hips. before gently gripping them and angled his head to deepen the kiss.

your hands and blood run cold. you felt your whole body went numb as you have to bring a hand up to cover your broken sobs. trying your hardest to contain the… too late, the tears were already streaming down your cheeks. and you felt your heart wrench painfully at the sight before you. it was agonising really.

to learn that all your efforts were all for nothing.

and your body moves its way, out of control. the door was forcefully hauled open by you all of the sudden. startling the people inside, they froze abruptly before immediately pull away. shock, embarrassment and shame painted clear on their faces.

you still not dare to say a word, only tremulously stare at both of them while more tears brimming at the edge of your eyes.

they look as if they want to say something, but momo kept quiet and dropped her gaze to the ground. and the young man hesitated to reach his hand out to you, mouth in motion of gaping and closing.

“it’s not what you think, y/n… i can explain-”

“right now i do not want to hear it shoto” you clenched your hands into tight fists, and bit your lips as hard as you could.

“please excuse me” eyes cold and unreadable expression, you make a quick turn on your heels and stormed out. ignoring all the shouts and names calling for you.

“y/n i-”

“shut up!”

about a couple of hours later, you were in your room. shoto was also trailing behind you, wanting badly to apologise and make things up with you.

but to no avail, he only make you cry harder, angrier. to be specific.

“why didn’t you tell me in the first place shoto? why didn’t you tell me that you weren’t interested in me? so i didn’t have to hold hopes and wait for so long!?”

the guy went silent. regrets and guilt were heavy in his chest, and he could only flinched when you screamed “answer me!” in his face.

“i’m so sorry y/n…” was all he mumbled, tears todoroki didn’t know he was holding back starts to fall down.

you should’ve known.

you should’ve known of the fact why you always saw them together. getting along incredibly well even at the beginning where he was still cold towards you.

now you began to understand that gentle look on his face when he wipe the foam from the iced latte off her mouth. unintentionally linger his hand there far too long, that alone was enough to tell that the half white red haired adored her.

or when he was always willing to stay up late just to comfort and listen to her rambling all her overthinking doubts and problems. be there for her whenever she needs him and help her with everything he could…

something he never do for you.

ah,fuck this world.

fuck this cruel world.

“y/n i didn’t mean to…” the man look away. trying to find words for explanation. this is probably the first time you ever saw him like this. so vulnerable and lost.

his current state almost makes you want to forgive him, if what he’d done to you was something more forgivable.

“i-”

“no, don’t even waste time on elaborating. i should be the one who say sorry” his heterochromatic eyes immediately jump up to yours in surprised and confusion. even so you continued, “none of this was your fault, i was out of my mind. i’m sorry. it should’ve been your choice to choose who you want to be with”

wiping a hand over one of your teary eyes, you felt as if hundreds of knives were stabbing you. suffocating and agonising pain seeped through you over and over.

“y/n…”

you tried to bit back the huge waterfall and pent-up emotions that threatened to escape you anytime as you choked out the last words.

“it’s okay sho… just go love her”

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