Thanks For The Tag!! This Was Fun :3

hi rue .. i’m kinda shy to ask this but can you please do a small drabble of the reader and touya arguing (not quite intense) & touya keeps replying with “no maam” or “yes maam” every time the reader asks questions 💔💔

🚬 oh i could kiss you rn. mhm. thank you sweet anon i stayed up at 2am writing this heh

fratboy touya get out of my heaaddddd

yes ma'am // touya todoroki

the puddles beneath your feet splash against your bare calves with every step.

"for fuck's sake, stop walking so fast." touya's voice calls out from behind you as you turn the corner of the street. the heavy bass of the house party you ran out of slowly drowned into nothing as the rain hit your body.

it was nearly 12am, and the downpour was only getting stronger. your fingers shook as you pathetically rubbed the sides of your arms, hoping to muster up some heat from the friction.

touya reaches out and grabs you by the shoulder, pulling you back towards him.

"you seriously mad at me? after i just poured my heart out for you?" he half-chuckles. "c'mon now sweetheart, at least reject me to my face."

"poured your heart out?" you scoff, forcibly facing him. "what kind of a fucking confession involves punching a random guy in the teeth?"

"that dumbass had it coming to him with or without the confession." he rolls his eyes.

"touya." you shake his hand off of your shoulder. "you can't go around starting fights just because you can't use your words."

"didn't i, though? made it very clear you were off limits." he shrugs, a hint of satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.

you glare at him, crossing your arms over your chest as you let a silence fall over you with the droning of the rain.

touya brings a hand up to push his soaked hair back from falling into his eyes. he blows out a breath of air in defeat.

"i'm sorry, okay? don't be upset."

you take a step forward, leaning in just mere inches from his face. touya bites back a smirk as his cheeks grow hot from the proximity.

"you will go back inside and apologize."

his eyes follow the rain droplets trailing down to your lips.

"yes ma'am."

"you will find me some dry clothes."

his gaze continues to follow down the soaked t-shirt clinging to every curve of your body.

"yes ma'am."

"you will take me home."

touya licks his lips, letting the cold water on his lips grow hot against his tongue.

"yes ma'am."

you step back, watching his eyes flicker between your eyes and lips, counting all of the droplets that slip from your chin and eyelashes.

"are you listening to me?" your face grows hot.

"mhm. yes ma'am."

"and when we get back my apartment, you're going to properly use your fucking words and tell me how you feel. okay?"

touya reaches his hand up to tuck a stray soaked strand of hair behind your ear, letting his thumb graze against the side of your jaw.

"yes ma'am." he slowly nods his head, knowing that the moment he's alone with you, he'll be using more than his words.

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Christmas for Touya?

Yeah… he love it… and I love him 🥲

This is the reference!

RAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ISUSKSSHOASHOAJASHIA AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I AM SO UNWELL OH MY FUCKING HELL FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE

Hnnngggg he's so mf finnneeeee

Chapter 254 - More of a Hero than Anyone

I'm being so fucking serious when I say my heart stuttered and I then immediately felt the other heartbeat oh my fuck I want him.

ghostface choso commission on twt

Hori literally serving up so many hard drawings after BNHA ending, like did we only get crumbs this whole time 😭😭

Oh, that hurted!! 😃

touya todoroki embodied the profound eldest daughter pain in every single way. the vigilance of not giving in to the love you’re finally offered too late because it feels like a betrayal to the pain your younger self has felt and carried forever…..vs the screaming, wailing, childlike ache at the mere thought that the ones you always begged for attention have finally looked your way, and the misery it took to get there…..the mental image of the child you were when you finally broke, recognizing that that part of you has never really gone away……and then his final scene…the guilt of leaving your innocent younger sibling behind in all the terror so that you can seek out what YOU need, likely to their detriment….the pain of knowing you harbored hatred toward them because they were beloved when you were not….and coming to understand that they, too, suffered, even if it didn’t look the same, and that now you’ve contributed to that suffering, and what does that make you?…..god i will never ever ever recover from him. he carried too much, too long, just like all of us.