I. BARISTA BAR | Mha M.list

i. BARISTA BAR | mha m.list

welcome to the hero aca section of our cafe. truly a lovely section. here you go, a menu card; you can order appetisers, main course, and of course deserts. truly hope you like your stay!

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▸ the names are in alphabetical order

▸ the multi-chapter fics ( and/or series ) are located under the one-shots, drabbles & scenarios. so, it won’t get too confusing

▸ and of course, you can request/customise any dishes — works — here, don’t forget to look at our pamphlet first!

▸ cloudy nights | aizawa shouta

⤷ when a bright and loud girl comes into the 1-A classroom many old repressed memories already arise. he knows it can’t be him even with how quirks have evolve yet in the same moment aizawa promises himself he will not let history repeat itself

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

▸ oi, oi, oi | 0.7 k

⤷ as ( y/n ) impersonates the godly voice from one of her classmates that for some unknown reason drives them absolutely crazy, only to be overheard by said boom-boom boi

▸ you are delusional | 0.6 k

⤷ whenever a new person approaches your boyfriend confessing to him you don’t really bother until he inevitably screams at them and you go over there and make sure no one gets — physically or emotionally — hurt

▸ we don’t have time for this | 0.7 k

⤷ normally he is a simp in private but for a change explosion boy is a softy for his girlfriend in public

▸ be my ( fake ) girlfriend | 2.9 k

⤷ when the bakusquad ‘challenges’ bakugou by simply stating that no one would date him; he knows he can’t get a girlfriend in one afternoon so he asks the only girl he knows to be his fake girlfriend for the day. easy right?

▸ after care | blurb

⤷ about after care with baku-bitch

▸ it’s okay | 0.5k

⤷ telling someone about your sexuality is always scary. telling your boyfriend isn’t any different.

▸ canary | series

⤷ ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd

▸ i like your style | jirou kyoka

⤷ in which ( y/n ) asks her classmate with a very cool style out to the dance

▸ showing fake love | kaminari denki

⤷ as his friends keep egging him on about this ( s/o ) from “a diffrent class” they want to see them/meet them. not being able to admit it was all a lie, he points at a random person hoping everything will go well

KIRISHIMA EIJIRO

▸ unicorn | 0.5 k

⤷ was it very logical to have your shirt off in the middle of class? no, not really. but would you hate yourself if you missed it? hell, yes

TODOROKI SHOUTO

▸ hold on | 0.4 k

⤷ cuddling with your boyfriend on a hot night

▸ april fools | 0.3 k

⤷ todoroki tries his failed april fools joke again but this time with his classmate

▸ lost in japan | 1.3 k

⤷ moving to a foreign country where you don’t know the way, the people or the language was a lot harder then you expect. lucky for you, a handsome stranger is willing to land you a hand… without crushing it

▸ speechless | 1.4 k

⤷ the three times you don’t talk and the one time you do

▸ cold showers | 0.4 k

⤷ showers with your icy-hot boyfriend are pretty cold

MULTI!CHARACTERS

▸ love language

⤷ what i think these boys their love languages are

includes | amajiki, bakugou, hawks, shinsou, todoroki

▸ consent | bakusquad

⤷ what the bakusquad does in ways of making sure you are okay; aka how do they communicate consent.

includes | ashido, bakugou, jirou, kaminari, kirishima, sero

▸ consent | dekusquad

includes | asui, iida, midoriya, uraraka, todoroi

▸ white day / valentines date

⤷ what they would plan for white day/ valentines

includes | shirakumo oboro

SUMMARY → moving to a foreign country where you don’t know the way, the people or the language was a lot harder then you expect. lucky for you, a handsome stranger is willing to land you a hand... without crushing it

PAIRING → todoroki shouto x fem!reader

GENRE → fluff, scenario

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

A/N →  encore une fois from @oikawakuns reminded me of the language barrier all of these readers and the characters would have & i wanted to do that with todoroki because i’m in my shouto feels — also it is an amazing story which you should def read

IT WILL BE EASY, they said. You can just use the translation app, they said. Look around maybe you will find things we didn’t have, cool trees or flowers. Maybe you will even find a location of a film you like, they said. To be fair the last ones were good things.

But then you start to realise how media makes it seem a whole lot easier to move to a different continent. Did you know that when you move to a foreign country people don’t talk slow, and you are unable to pause them or rewind to what they said? Makes no sense.

What makes even less sense is how you have officially lost your way. Even with the navigation on, all the small alleys and long streets makes everything look the same. Sighing you look around again, turning haphazardly multiple corners trying to hear out the busy streets, sighing relieved as you find it again.

Catching a glimpse of a group of teens standing together you guessed they were around your age as you move to them; deciding to ask them the general directions instead of trying to find it yourself, as that was obviously not working.

“Hi.”

They turn to you, making you a lot more nervous now that you got their attention. Trying to remind yourself what your mothers has told you, ‘Do you know the stairs?’ you said; instead of asking for the particular one.

Making heads tilt at the weird wording and accent that came with it, “English?” you ask, answered with apologetic faces as they shake their heads.

Holding up your hand, you take your phone out. Typing away into the translation app your mum told you to download, and hoovered over you to do so. It was annoying then but you will thank her so much when you get home.

Typing in the stairs you wanted to go to, most likely being seen as a psycho as you ask strangers about a stairwell you want to see. Out of all the things it has to offer… But you let the app say its words, making the teens nod and oh simultaneously as they now understanding what you tried to say.

Having the one with the red-and-white split dyed hair takes his phone out, he types away at it. As the others just smile, the green-haired boy blushing heavily as he gives you a reassuring smile. The eye contact is broken as the boy shows you his phone screen; presenting the texts from google translate to you; ‘going that way, walk with you.’ it read, a cruel reminder that google translate is not as great as you had once thought it was, guess you lost that bet.

Nodding, a smile comes up to your face as you hold your thumbs up for him. As he holds his arm out for the direction you have to go, before wishing his friends goodbye. Something you were quite proud of that you understood.

But as soon as you were alone an awkward silence crept up. It was not for lack of trying but the translation works slow and it is not great for an actual conversation with how broken it sounded.

Too bad, going to hero school sounded pretty cool. It was not like you were unaware of them, but in your circle, no one really truly pursued heroism or any work relating to law-enforcement. It was generally frowned up on, to be honest. Which is a giving considering the controversies — which haven’t been confirmed or denied — of the top heroes in your country, made complete sense.

Besides, bringing that up sounded like a bummer, plus with the way the English sounded from his phone, there was no way it would even be explained the way you wanted it to if your words were to be translated to Japanese.

Deciding to look at the scenery instead you can feel his eyes on the side of your face from time to time, but he doesn’t say anything. A small smile plays on your lips as you watch the trees; cherry blossom season is a lot more beautiful in real life than pictures gave it credit for.

Feeling a tap to your shoulder, you pull your thoughts out of the scenery and back to the boy next to you. Holding up his phone for you, ‘Ever been to Japan?’ it read.

Making you shake your head, typing in yours, ‘First time. Moved here.’ you wrote back. Letting him nod, before typing in his again. Glancing at you from the corner of his eye, making you smile softly.

‘Moved why?’

‘Parents job.’

Nodding, he looks up from your screen as you point at him, “You?” you say, trying to ask if he ever moved anywhere other than Japan. Making him shake his head, “Never… left?” He asks, trying to ogle if he said it right.

Holding a thumbs up, you two make your way to your destinations… you think. It was unclear if he would bring you to a point and explain the way, or fully bring you there.

Thinking it is a safe bet to glance at him again, he has a soft smile as he catches you. Making you quickly look away, making a chuckle leave his lips — something that feels very special and intimate even tho he is a stranger.

Letting your eyes shift all over, not wanting to be caught staring. That is the only thing on your mind until you see it, making your eyes widen. Holding on to his arm, you gasp at the massive building.

Following your line of sight, he points it out. Making you nod eagerly, taking your phone again you tell him it is the national art centre which you had just found out about from the movie you watched on the plane.

‘Have you seen it?’ you ask through the app, referring to the film. Making him shake his head, as he points at it, “You want?” he asks, making it know he knows what you mean — most likely knowing the building too — but has not seen the film or understands the sudden intrigue.

Nodding, you drag him with you to the building. Feeling fingers slip down your arm before they intertwine with your as you take two steps at a time, vastly approaching the entrance.

Moving to walk in with him, you realise you missed a very vital part of information, especially when you are going to enter a big building with him where you could possibly lose each other.

Turning to him, pausing him in his steps too; “Uhm… name?” you ask, trying to make sense, “Todoroki.” he says, making a smile come to you as he understood, as he points at you in questions, “Todoroki-san…” you try out, telling him your name in return.

“(l/n).” he tries out. Making you hold a thumbs up with your free hand. Before pointing back at the door, nodding at what you mean. He lets his hand slip out, pushing the door open for you, letting you walk in before him.

Looking up, you try to figure out where he might want to go. Turning back to him, wanting to point where he might want to go; taking your hand back in his, intertwining them as he points at the first exhibition.

Following his lead, you can’t help glancing down at your joined hands, not being able to stop yourself from thinking that getting lost in Japan might not be the worst thing.

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my theme could fool you into thinking i particularly like pink but in reality green is my favorite colour yet the power of momojirou is stronger then my love for green. what a moment ; i used to have my ceiling green ( now it’s just a wall ) but now i’m just gay

SUMMARY → the three times you can’t talk and the one time you do

PAIRING → todoroki shouto x fem!reader

GENRE → comfort/crack

MASTERLIST → if you want to read more fics of mine

READERS QUIRK → the reader has an unidentified electric quirk ( from another multi-chapter todoroki fic that is still in the developing stages ) and when she get nervous sparks come from her face much like pikachu

A/N → these are just blue spring ride scenes that i think shouto would fall into — also, whomever made this manga coloring; it is gorgeous!

i. with your arms full of papers

As the class rep of 1-F there are many duties. Making sure no one blows up the classroom, everyone there needs are taken care of, and of course getting all the paperwork of what you and your classmates have fixed, created and blueprinted to the filing system Principal Nezu has created for your department.

That system being implemented after Hatsume-senpai has made so many inventions that the school did not know about caused many hero students a visit to Recovery Girl. So, now prevent measurements are taken as she sailed off to her second year.

Sliding the door open with your leg, not being allowed to take unfilled inventions outside the support course classrooms, you have to do it this way — something, you should thank Hatsume-senpai for, again — your eyes contact with a mismatched beautiful eyes and an even more beautiful face to match it. Your lips part as you quite obviously stare at the angle in front of you.

“Hi.” he said, staring right back at you. Parting your lips, you try to get words out but instead just sounds come out. Making your eyes widen at the sudden embarrassment of stuttering and falling over your tongue in front of him sets in, “Are you okay?”

Looking down again, you nod, “Maybe she is a mute.” one voice offers up at your silence.

“Mutes don’t try to talk.”

Squeezing your eyes shit, you turn around. Running as fast as you can with the folders. Praying you will not let them fall as you leave the group of students to themselves.

“Uh… should we follow her?”

“I think she does not want to be followed.”

ii. falling into his lap

“Hi.” a voice suddenly says. Making you freeze up at the deep voice addressing you. Turning around, your eyes widen a bit at how much closer he is standing than you had expected, “Support Course, right?”

Nodding you try to step around him to bring some space between the two of you. While also inching closer to the door so you will not embarrass yourself in front of the gorgeous boy again.

Due to that, you did not fully focus on where you placed your feet, you accidentally stepped on his foot instead. Wincing at your metal cladded boots, a gasp leave your lips at the pain it must be ( honestly it is cladded so well that it would hurt a hammer before it would hurr your toes ).

Dropping down, you try to help him. Instead, heads bump into each other. Wincing again you hold your forehead, trying to stop the throbbing. Standing up to fast your blood rush to your head; “Hey—” startled by the new voice, you want to curse at the sudden attention you are getting.

Turning around the girl stands incredibly close. Stepping back you wonder if either of them has ever learned about personal space or if pretty privilege exhumed them from ever having to learn it.

Yet those questions leave as the fast step you took made you wobble in your boots and down you went, taking him with you. Gasping at the hand that squeezed you close, bracing for the impact. Trying not to focus on it, you try to focus on not electrocuting the boy, “I-” you say trying to apologise.

“Are you okay?” the girl asks, cutting you off. The sparks from your face now not being able to be stopped, pushing up from the boy. A groan leaves his lips as you pushed onto something you should not have.

Shifting your eyes to him, fire waves from his face as he glances down. Following his eyes, your sparks flare up even more as you see your hand right on top of— scramble to your feet. Bolting out of the library as fast as your boots will take you as Lugosi-sensei, the librarian, reminds you that you should not run in those boots or you might break a bone.

Being to surprised by the speed she left at, “Well, she couldn’t have run faster from you if she had tried.” Yaoyorozu tells her classmate who is slowly standing up again.

“What even happened?” Midoriya asks baffled at the whole ordeal. He saw it all but it made no sense at all. How was it even able to have that many coincidences happen all at once? How did ‘hi’ get to running — if you could have called it that — out of the library.

Making him shake his head, letting his hair fall into his eyes, “I have no clue. I just said hi, it was quite, she stood op my foot, our heads hit and we weirdly we fell. Then she touched my crotch and she ran.”

“I guess that it was very embarrassing.”

iii. as you cry in public

It is a natural habit at this point; during every prop week, you have at least a couple cry sessions.

Not only having to make sure your project is done well and getting all your papers on track but also those of everyone in your class. Constantly putting out fires figuratively and literally. Gets really stressful and the only — healthy — way of dealing with it is having a cry.

To let all of it out at your special place under the window outside which is where you resided right now. What you definitely hadn’t expected or could have foreseen was an input fire drill.

Trying to clean your face up you and make yourself look as presentable as possible and not like you just cried. Getting your tissues you wipe your face clean, softly thanking your mum for reminding you to always have them on hand.

Feeling an arm around your shoulder, before being pulled into a chest. Stiffing up at the sudden feeling, you glance up having your eyes connect with one grey and one blue eye.

Now being even more flustered by simply having him continuously catching you at the most awkward of times. Instead of truly thinking about it, you take him up on the invite and push your face into his shoulder, sighing deeply having a scent of pine and cologne invade your senses.

Having truly calmed down, you feel internal grateful for this stranger that held you and prevented being seen crying by everyone as he sways us slowly. Making it seem like the two of you were just weird people hugging out of a window instead of what was actually happening, “Are you okay?” he asks softly.

Nodding, you pull away. Smiling softly at him as you leave without another word being too embarrassed to say anything else.

iv. tired of all the work

Rubbing your eyes you lay your head onto your work table. Just for a moment, in a minute you will stand up. It is Friday night and everyone has just left to the dorms; prop week was successful and Principal Nezu has gifted — your class — as the most promising new inventors. Earning your all the price; which is the same every year.

An invite to I-Island and it’s benefactors annual event. I-Island is a floating island close to the coast, but most of them have a quarters on land.

Who have hired many U.A. alumni after they have interned with them. Specifically, the class president who has pulled the class to those achievements. Which is why you wanted to be the rep to begin with but slowly you start to realise why no one else wanted it.

Hearing the door slide open, you can not be bothered to stand up. So, you just groan to signal that you are still there, keeping your eyes closed as you hear soft footsteps come closer to you.

The scraping of the chair and the soft shuffle makes you open your eyes. Connecting with heteroromantic eyes, the handsome stranger. Honestly, there are many things you have gone over to say to him since the last time you saw him a few days ago; ‘I’m not a mute.’ , ‘I’m sorry I touched your no-no-square.’ , ‘Thank you for letting me cry on your shoulder.’ but instead of all of that you just stared in his eyes and softly whispered the first thing that came to mind;

“You have really pretty eyes."

Making him raise a brow as you trace your eyes over his face. From his eyes to the tip of his nose ending on his lips, “You think so?" He asks in the same soft tone.

Nodding, you hum softly, “Could look at them forever." you say, the sleep deprivation letting you say whatever without shame.

“You can." and for the rest of the night of you did. There was slow conversation and comforting silent, truly you could have lived in that moment forever.

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07 | how did it go

SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life-threatening situations and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have run in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

WORD COUNT → 1.2 k

SERIE MASTERLIST → PREVIOUS | NEXT

HOLDING YOUR BREATH YOU finally find your name on fourth place. Right between Bakugou and Iida. Letting the breath go, your shoulders relax now know you aren’t going to be expelled.

“Phew.” you hear the girl next to you sigh out. Quickly glancing over you see her name next to number ten. Making a small smile tuck up your lips at the confirmation neither of you would go home, “Top ten, yes.” you high five.

“And I was lying, no one is going home.”

….what? He was lying! How can he just lie like that! , “That was just a natural deception to make sure you gave your all.” he smiles. Blinking at his breezy demeanour, by the way, he called a bald-faced lie a ‘natural deception’

“I’m surprised the rest of you didn’t figure that out. I’m sorry, I guess I should have said something.” Yaoyorozu Momo says, she is on top of the list, you didn’t really pay attention to her… Thinking back you don’t think you have even seen her do one thing but you guessed she did very well in Aizawa-sensei his eyes. Lists don’t lie.

“Yeah, you should have.”

“That’s it, we are done for the day. Pick up a sillabub from the classroom and read it over before tomorrow morning.” he mumbles, shuffling off to God knows where.

Making your way to the locker room everything went quite fast from then on out. As all you had to do was change and get the sillabubs, “I’m going home with Kirishima but we should exchange Line ID.”

“Oh, yeah, we should.” you agree, holding your phone out for her. Taking hers from her, putting your id you hand it back, “Message me, whenever, girl.” she tells you, “I will.” you smile.

“Ashido, you coming?”

“Oh, I should go. See you tomorrow!” she waves, catching up with Kirishima, “See you tomorrow, ( l/n ).” the redhead waves, “Bye, Kirishima!”

Making your stop at the bathroom, always at least trying before you take your one-hour train ride. It is not worth being lazy, ever. Walking outside you catch the engines on the calves, “Hey, guys! Wait up!” you call, running up to them, “Is it okay if I tag along to the station?”

“Of course, ( l/n ).” Iida answers. Glancing at Midoriya he nods as his entire face is red, “Are you okay?” you ask worried for his health, where he nods too again, “Yes, yes. I am, are you?”

Nodding at the boy, he takes a deep breath, slowly draining the red from his face as you starting your walk to the station, “Hey, wait up you three!” a voice calls, “Are you going to the station? I will join you guys.” turning around you see Uraraka.

“You are the infinity girl.”

“I’m Uraraka Ochaco. Let’s see… you are Tenya Iida,” she says pointing at the boy, “You are ( l/n ) ( y/n ),” turning to me, “And you are Midoriya Deku.” she tells the green-haired boy.

“Deku?”

“Isn’t that what Bakugou called you during the fitness test?” reciting the memory of Bakugou running towards his screaming; ‘Deku, tell me how you did that?’

Making him flustered, “Oh, yeah. Well, my name is actually Izuku. Deku is just what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me.” he explains.

“That’s unsportsmanlike.” Iida mumbles. As Uraraka gasps in remorse at her mistake, “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realise that. You know what, I kind of like Deku, it would be a great hero name. Plus it’s kind of cute.”

“Deku it is!”

“Just like that?”

Tilting my head at the boy, he truly confuses you. Turning away from us, he covers his face waving his arm around, “This is a paradigm shift…” he mumbles.

Resuming your walk to the station, you guys chat about how hectic this day was and what your expectations for the next year. Iida was interested in what the curriculum will hold for the years to come. Uraraka for the lunch… which ( b/n ) said is really good because the pro hero Lunch Rush prepares all the food. While Midoriya couldn't see everyone in action and learn from them in the process.

“This is it.”

“Are you sure that’s yours?” Midoriya asks worried, reading the directions on the boards.

“Yeah, I live outside of the city.”

Pushing his glasses back, Iida chops the air, “Then we should exchange Line ID’s. We can meet here to walk the last part together, or let each other know of changes that might occur.”

“Yeah, sure.”

Swapping your phones between the four of you, you all put your ID’s in there. Your train being the first to arrive, “Oh, your train is here, ( l/n ).” Uraraka points out.

Walking the few steps with me, you step into the train, “See you guys tomorrow.” you say, waving at your classmates. Having the doors close, you glance back at them seeing them still waving.

Chuckling softly at it, you wave back. Neither of you stopping until you all disappear out of sight. Putting your earbuds in you settle in, resting your eyes for the ride.

Hearing your stop, you get out. So eager to tell them all that happened you run all the way home, not stopping or slowing down once.

“Hi, I’m home.” you call out, kicking your shoes off. Putting your unicorn slippers on you make your way to your room. A little confused by the lack of response you assumed ( b/n ) most likely had his headphones on.

Changing out of your uniform before making it back to the living room, “Hello?” you call out, walking around your house to see where they are.

“Oh, no one’s home.”

Like it was on cue you hear the door open. Taking two golden stars from the sticker paper, you make your way to them. Seeing them with the groceries bags you stick the stars to the foreheads of your family members, “For not forgetting to do the groceries.”

“Thanks, angel.” taking the bags from her, you and ( b/n ) take them to the kitchen. As he fires questions at you, you try to explain it so fast you stumble over your words, “And- and Eraser head is our teacher!” you continue, telling your small family about the rollercoaster that is your first day.

A/N: i love the ( l/n ) family <3 they won’t be in the story much ( now ? ) but they will come in and out and be more prevalent later on. as i do think family is an important aspect

in the next chapter we have;

- normal classes

- suit reveal & hero classes

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i have this headcanon of kiri dating his s/o since u.a. days. now they are older, they are still together and still lovey dovey & shit.

when ppl ask him like “how?” he is all like ; ‘just treat them like you are still winning them over and you will never lose them.’

i’m just so soft for him and want to date him so bad!