anon anon anon i WILL be fucking feral on main because i have so much to tell you!!!!!! jfc i’m fuckign shaking i love this man so much. spicy below the cut, as always!!

a/n: I was gonna start back up with an angst but I just couldn’t do it to myself first thing in the morning so I picked a cute fluffy one from my love Ness instead. More Todoroki fluff is always what we need. ILY NESS THANK YOU

"Mind if I cut in?" x shouto todoroki

The lights in the ballroom were still glowing bright despite the hours ticking past on the clock. Your beaded gown was starting to feel heavy, your hair too tight against your scalp, your limbs exhausted from walking and mingling and dancing all night at this benefit gala. But you knew how important it was, as the wife of one of the top heroes, to make a good impression at these kinds of things, so you put on your bravest face and accepted yet another invitation to dance.

You’d barely seen Shouto all night, but you knew he was doing practically the same thing you were: making an appearance and making an effort. You were surrounded on all sides by more heroes and agency people, presidents and CEOs, politicians, and more who all wanted to get their own impression of the heroes, and as Mrs. Todoroki, everything you did reflected on Shouto. He never put on the pressure, but you knew that for his sake in the hero rankings, you had to do your best to impress everyone who stepped up to you, and that usually meant never turning down a dance.

The man whose arms were currently clutching you was old enough to be your father. He introduced himself as the owner of a support item design firm, but he already knew who you were. Everyone did, because nobody knew who you were before you married Shouto. When the news broke that the notoriously stoic and independent hero had gotten hitched to a mystery woman, the news took the world by storm. The paparazzi got so bad that you had to move to a new house in an undisclosed location. Eventually, the fuss started to fizzle out, but people seemed to still be fascinated with you and how you won the half-and-half hero’s heart. And you got through it because you loved him all the same.

After a few minutes of haphazard twirling, a figure approached you from the side and tapped the man holding you on the shoulder. For the first time in hours, you saw Shouto standing next to you. "Mind if I cut in?" he asked, but it was merely a pleasantry. You hands detached from the man’s shoulders and immediately found your husband’s, and your body pressed against his like the two of you were molded together.

“Hi, I missed you,” you murmured into his chest as he began to sway. You didn’t even care that your eyes started to flutter shut. Shouto, being a much better leader than your previous dance partner, simply guide you in a small pattern of lazy turns and steps, barely on beat to the slow music being played by the band, and cupped your hand in his before pressing a kiss to your pal.

“I missed you too. I’m sorry about this,” he said softly. Stray wisps of your hair tickled his nose as he leaned his head against yours, breathing in the scent of your shampoo and hairspray and perfume all mixed together. He knew he was maybe getting a little too close, that someone could be snapping a picture at any moment, but for now, he didn’t care. What was the point of an invitation with a plus one for his wife if he didn’t get to see you all night? This was the first time he even had a spare moment to ask you to dance, and he desperately loved to dance with you. Not that he was an especially good dancer, but he loved having a reason to just hold you close and let gravity pull the both of you around.

“It’s ok, I promise,” you told him, despite how tired you were and how you’d had to adjust one too many hands that dipped too low on your back while dancing that night. All you needed was this moment to make all the rest of them worth it.

“We’re going to accept fewer of these invitations from now on,” Shouto resolved, wrapping both of his hands around your back so he could dip you, just a bit, before sealing the promise with a kiss. “We don’t have to show off any more, I don’t care about the ratings. It’s all fake anyway. We don’t have to put on a show and dance for them.”

“Yeah,” you said, nuzzling into Shouto’s neck affectionately, knowing that he wasn’t speaking figuratively because he never was. “But right now, it’s nice just to dance for us, isn’t it?”

GO BEYOND™ anything for you ness bb  😍 sorry it took a second I wanted to make sure this one was extra special because you’re extra special. I hope you likey  ❤️

Fluffy headcanons about first date with Todoroki!

Okay so Todo hadn’t ever been in a relationship before let alone like anyone

‘Midorya when y/n is around my palms get sweaty and my heart rate increases. It’s been this way for a while. How do I fix it’

Go ahead and start sending in your thirstiest asks! I'll be collecting them throughout the day and answering them later on today like usual, so please get as detailed and spicy as you like~ I'm in one hell of a writing mood and I'm perhaps a bit overexcited to write some thirst! 😈💜✨

don’t mind the swatches of colors at the end 

Hello my friend! Glad to see you aren’t mad about the truths I spit about your “best boy” ;P Good sport, good sport!

10. what are your strengths wrt writing?

I didn’t think answering this one would be as difficult as it was to answer, alas I was mistaken. I think that sometimes I can describe feelings well. I also think that I’m generally good about writing dialogue like actual people speaking and not robots trying to emulate human speech XD Generally I think the flow of my writing is pretty solid too?

11. what are your weaknesses wrt writing?

Plot! Plot! PLOT! It’s so difficult to figure out what’s going to actually happen half the time! Like people ask what a WIP is about and I’m like “Todoroki! Umbrella! Rain! HAND HOLDING” and they have to kinda be like “haha great, but what happens?” And I have to be like:

Like, there is nothing deep here. Just emotion and a desire for fuzzies. I do not plot. I start writing and pray I figure out what the story is about somewhere along the way.