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“That explains why you’re so afraid of spiders.” With a nod, you found yourself moving a little closer to Shouto’s left side. His arm was curled over your shoulder, pulling you closer as you both lay across the fuzzy comforter of your bed. When you had moved into the dorms, it was the one thing you definitely couldn’t go without. And for times like this, when you were cradled in the protective embrace of your boyfriend, you were thankful you had grabbed it. It held lots of memories of home, as well as new memories. “They aren’t the only thing I’m afraid of, I’m afraid of lots of things,&

    Snow drifted quietly through the air.  Lights from nearby shops lit the streets as people roamed around together.  You enjoyed the tranquil scene as you walked next to your boyfriend.  It was a beautiful winter evening and what better way to spend it than with Todoroki?  You could quietly admire scenes as you walk with him for the rest of your life.  The only thing you wished you could change was the freezing temperature.  You couldn't handle the cold at all.  No matter how much clothing you pile on, you're still freezing.  Right now, you're snuggled in your favorite coat, complete with a hat, scarf, gloves, and a pair of boots.    And

Disclaimer: I do not own Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia or any of the characters that are mentioned. I am not making any profit from this fic and I write purely for the love of the characters. Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia is the property of Kōhei Horikoshi. i. red with passion When he first noticed the hues of red in his own hair and the ugly scar that marred his handsome features, he couldn’t help but feel both repulsed and in awe. He had only ever heard of people describing his features to him. But he had never known that it would be so brilliant and bright. He rushed over to his older sister who was busy fol

It was just a little tap, barely even a touch, but it was enough to make the icy-hot boy jump, startling him and making him blink, eyes wide. Mind blank, he could only stare as you giggled and skipped away, thoroughly pleased with yourself for having caught the stoic Todoroki Shouto off guard once again. Maybe he should've expected it by now, but something about you always left him vulnerable, leaving him completely open to your surprise taps. He didn't know why, but every time he saw you he would inevitably get booped on the nose, and every time, without fail, his heart would pick up its normally calm pace. Now if it had been anyone else,

"We're going to need backup," Best Jeanist sighed as his attempt to control his intern's hair failed once again. Sticking up in all directions, not even the No. 4 Pro Hero's skills could sway Bakugo's hair to stay down. Picking up the phone, he called his personal stylist. "We're having a problem with an intern. Send in your best," the pro hero said to the receiver before hanging up. Bakugo continued to complain and thrash in his seat as the sidekicks at the hero agency tried to hold him down. Before long, a knock at the door distracted them along with the sight of an attractive girl walking into the office space. "Hello, cosmetologist

Lunch was a time to rejuvenate the stress obtained from school and to replenish your energy before returning to the usual boring lessons. It was also the perfect time for (Y/N) to sit and laugh with their friends. There they were, just smiling and giggling without a care in the world, just minding their own business. They had no clue exactly how much danger they were in for just that one simple action. "If I see (Y/N) smile one more time, I swear I'm going to kill them," Bakugo snarled, glaring across the lunch room at their oblivious classmate. "Don't make promises you can't keep. We all know that's not how you really feel Bakugo," Kirishi

The entire class of the Hero’s department class 1-A had gathered at Mina Ashido’s house for one ginormous sleepover, Mina had been planning for the sleepover for weeks, she even got many of her classmates such as Izuku, Momo, Ochako, and you, to help her with the planning, set up, decorations, and making sure everyone was able to come. “Do we really have to invite Bakugou?” Ochako asked, worry lacing her words, no one knew how Bakugou was going to act, and whether they wanted to put up with him for an entire night, if he even decided to come that is. “We agreed on inviting everyone in the class, which unfortunat

A/N: Was listening to the song "Helpless" from Hamilton and got to a part of the song that reminded me of the King of Explodo-Kills. I would recommend listening to it as you read! I do not own Hamilton, My Hero Academia, or any of its characters. Enjoy! You were cheerful to the extreme, the other 1-A girls observed, as you twirled around your kitchen, a dazzling smile refusing to leave your face as you hummed to yourself. It was your turn to host girls night, every week the girls of Class 1-A got together to go out, watch movies, or play games. Though you were a relatively positive and happy person, your friends had never seen you this upbea

Shouto Todoroki wasn't very accustomed to traditions and holidays due to his situation while growing up. So when it came to Valentine's day he was rather clueless as to how the holiday exactly worked, he'd dealt with getting cards and chocolates from random girls, which was normal by now, who thought he was attractive, or thought his duel quirk was interesting. Or even from people who were trying to get to his father through him. He was used to that part, and would pretty much hand them off to his siblings or throw them out since he didn't like sweets much and didn’t really care about the people who gave them to him. What he wasn't use

Dirty Dares (Todoroki Shouto x Reader) A pair of pink arms slammed down on your desk, scaring the living daylights out of you just as you sat down. “(Y/n)-chan!” Placing a hand over your racing heart, you frowned at your best friend. “Mina-chan! Please don’t do that next time, you scared me!” Mina ignored you. “(Y/n)-chan! Let’s play truth or dare!” Without waiting for your response, she dragged you out from your seat towards a small group gathered around in front of the classroom. Jirou was the first to spot you. “Oh, (Y/n)-chan, good morning!” Beside her, Kaminari waved enthusia