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but on the off chance that ghosts were real, bakugo would definitely be the type to disturb and provoke whatever rests in this tormented space. “ goodnight bakugo. try not to blow anything up in your sleep. ” a subtle bow of the head, much too formal than parting of classmates
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montaged in a haze of resentment. it wasn’t as if shoto had ever made an attempt to conceal the topic of the eldest son of endeavor, the topic simply had not come up until now. not that it even mattered now—touya was dead. shoto never believed in any supernatural ,
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blunt commentary from the blond was only countered with his own dull honesty— “ my brother never sought me out. if he ever did i was too young to remember it. ” the confession came off as easily as small talk despite the heaviness of the memories all fragmented and
for the sake of his own sanity ⎯⎯ and because it’s getting close to his usual bedtime, which he refuses to mess with unless absolute necessity ⎯⎯ he decides to pretend that whole bathroom thing never happened. like he didn’t clearly catch todoroki staring
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the shift in weight causes wake with a startle—foreign confusion contorting the mask of blank expression usually worn. it’s not a feeling recognized, expressed with a quick hand coming up to swat the other away. the counter lacks any malice or force, merely meant to place
Alois carefully held him close, he didn’t mind the other still snoozing on his shoulder , it reminded him of some old time it was quite nice, he’d carefully place a arm around him to brim him closer to his warmth. “I gotcha.”
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cue todoroki holding up the feline as if presenting a trophy—the cat shares it’s owner’s dull far off stare, legs rigid & held straight out as the boy doesn’t quite hold him properly. “ animals aren’t allowed in the hospital. ”
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felt spreading across his skin. too entranced by flecks of green to question the absurdity of the game. then again—maybe this was how their peers socialized. this was normal.
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duel hues observe intently , then he makes to mimic the motion—positioning himself opposite of midoriya & taking the other end between rims. the proximity froze him in place as if his ice quirk activated from the inside out—held in place by the other’s warm breath that could be
⠀⠀{ A flicker of 𝘢𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 crossed his features, mixing in with the sudden flare of 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙘. ——— Todoroki was so…./cute/ sometimes? It didn’t help with the fact that he liked him…. } Yeah, definitely. Pocky provides alot of “fuel….” —
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https://t.co/bQl5ly1wir thank you guys for such a warm welcome into the verse <33 i’m almost caught up on the show so i’ll be active much more consistently starting tomorrow
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from shoto’s own. fire print duvet adorned the bed , plush toys of heroes lined the shelves. a youthful room. and yet, dustless. “ my room is down the hall. last door to the left. ”
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unlike sleeping at the agency, most rooms in the todoroki home itself didn’t contain a bed. most rooms based by were merely slabs of fireproof walls. midoriya would take the one room actually designated for guests. on the other hand— a smaller room farthest ˚ˋঌ˖
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hands with cleaning the mess of water splashes around the bathroom without complaint. the walk through the hallway was in silence. these halls held a thick tension about them, one that only seemed to become heavier as they approached their destination. ˚ˋঌ˖
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a breath hitched—then a blink. “ right ” so much for being an attentive host. 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 shoto, what the hell was that? any trace of inner turmoil wouldn’t take form on the exterior. the todoroki simply moved to fetch a clean towel from cabinet, then busied ˚ˋঌ˖
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orders weren’t followed immediately as they had been before , concentration was caught on a single water droplet grazing skin—tracing the high rise of cheekbone towards a path of sharp lined jaw. subliminal urge to reach out and trace water’s trail crossed consciousness. ˚ˋঌ˖
⠀then again, bakugo isn’t exactly the model host himself, his temper usually doing the talking unless his mom was there to smack manners into his skull. whether he liked it or not. the cold water isn’t so bad though. if anything, it feels good after a whole day of sweating
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( izuku’s frazzled reaction was something shoto had become accustomed to , nothing out of the ordinary to raise brow at. he had come to find it endearing at the very least. ) yea. we have training later. we should store the energy now. ( * another slow blink )
⠀⠀{ Izuku simply 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 at him…..} /Right/ more fuel….ah huh, that’s the point for sure, Todoroki….. ———— wait, 𝘞𝘏𝘈𝘛?? You seriously want to play?? 𝘖𝘩, ah, cool okay right. Sure, of course. Um, so right /now/ you mean? You want to play….?
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