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emmyrosee · 8 months
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You left him for two minutes. All of two minutes.
On the rare days off that you and Shoto get to spend together, it’s almost always spent curled together on the couch or in the bed, watching him work out for fun before making him cheat on his diet, anything that lets the day drip by slower than any other day of the week.
You left him to pee. That’s it. Placing the bowl of sour candy down, you slip out from his lap, give him a kiss before moving down the hall like any standard, subconscious person would.
Two. Minutes.
“Shoto, what’re you doing?”
“You like the strawberry flavor the best.”
By the time you come out, he’s got a pile of pink candy, separated by the other colors except for purple, which is in its own little pile. “You don’t like the grape flavor.”
You quirk a brow and walk back over to him, watching as he continues to segregate the candies, “baby, I would’ve been more than happy to just pick around them, you didn’t have to do all of this.”
“But you don’t like them,” he repeats, looking up at you with those doe eyes that you love to get lost in. “You look down every time you reach for one. I thought I might help ease the burden slightly.”
Burden. Your first world problem of not liking sour grape skittles should be the farthest thing from a burden to him.
But to shoto, it’s not one, and it’ll never be one; little acts of services like these aren’t new, small details just to make hour by hour tasks and privilegies just that much easier.
It’s something he’s always done. Something he’s always going to do. Because he loves you.
With a smile, you slink back into his lap, your head nuzzling against his stomach while the tv drones on about whatever he put on while you were gone. You kiss the warmth of his tummy to feel the muscles constrict under the affection, and you bury your hand into the bowl of candy right after.
“Don’t be cheeky.”
“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” you hum. A hand rests on your head, thumb gently rubbing over the warmth of your crown as silence fills the room once again.
Popping a skittle into your mouth, your face quickly grimaces, and he hums in acknowledgement.“Eugh,” you grumble, and he looks down at you, silently asking you what happened.
And you want to lie. Truly! It’s better for everyone if you do, just tell him you bit your tongue and let him think nothing more.
But apparently, you don’t.
“Missed a grape one,” you tease.
“….”
“Sho?”
“Spit it into my hand.”
“Sho, no-“
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mytaiyakeylover · 11 months
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so precious.
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synopsis: you’re finally ready for your first kiss, but shoto can’t seem to get the hint.
pairing: shoto todoroki x gn!reader
warnings: none. just fluff, fluff, and even more fluff! well…maybe just one minor curse word.
word count: 1k
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Heterochromia eyes blinked in confusion at the lonely piece of paper lying on the desk. The words 'Kiss Note' were written in cursive across the blank space. There wasn’t much else written on it, aside from one single sentence that said, ‘If you can guess how many times I’ve tried to kiss you this week, I’ll give you a big surprise<3’ —(Y/n).
Shoto furrowed his eyebrows as he read the words. An invisible question mark seemed to hang above his head. The boy scanned the nearly empty classroom, hoping to find your familiar figure. It was still early in the morning, and only a few members of the Bakusquad and some other students were present.
Your desk appeared empty, leaving him confused as you were usually one of the first to arrive at school. His gaze then returned to the note, the invisible question mark still very much present. He just couldn't seem to comprehend the message you had written. Have you been trying to kiss him? The aspiring hero struggled to recall any such moments.
A sudden gust of wind softly blew against the shell of his ear, accompanied by a quiet “Boo.” The dual-haired boy blinked at the familiar voice as a pair of arms sneaked around his waist. Your chin rested on his broad shoulder, and Shoto could see a small pout on your face.
“(Y/n)-chan,” the boy spoke, tilting his head slightly downward to get a better look at your expression. ”I'm sorry, but I can't remember any attempts you made to kiss me.” You huffed at that, arms unwrapping themselves from his waist as you crossed them over your chest. Cheeks puffed out frustratedly, making you look like an angry chipmunk.
“Does this mean that I won't be getting a surprise?” The expression on your boyfriend's face showcased nothing but utter cluelessness, making him resemble a confused puppy dog. You couldn't even bring yourself to be angry with him because of how adorable he looked in that exact moment. Though he had never been one for surprises, it still made him feel somewhat disappointed that he would not be receiving one from you now.
Shoto will admit, he did notice that you had been acting rather strange these past few days. For example, that brief moment when you had applied lip balm after commenting on how dry your lips were. He didn’t think much of that, but then you asked him if he wanted to try it out himself — which he did — and you ended up pouting for several hours straight, refusing to even look at him. Back then, he simply thought that you did not like to share your things with him and meant that he should go and buy one himself.
Truth be told, he still failed to understand how that could be related to your kissing attempts.
Then there was that time when you had introduced him to a strange game that was called the ‘Pocky Game’, where two people were supposed to eat one Pocky from each end, and the first person whose mouth comes off the Pocky or the player that gets to the middle first loses. He had found it pretty odd at the time as he didn’t understand what the main purpose of it was. Neither did you give any further explanation.
You didn't get to see who would win because Mina suddenly interrupted, dragging you away while claiming that you had something serious to discuss. Now, as he recalled that moment, he could faintly remember your shouts at the pink girl, whining about how she had just "ruined everything" while Ashido sounded like she was laughing at something extremely hilarious.
Lastly, he remembered yesterday evening when you had been watching a romantic movie together. The main leads were sharing a passionate kiss, and Shoto could still remember the way you sighed while saying, “I wish someone would kiss me like that.”
Was that what you were trying to do? Trying to get him to kiss you? Then why didn’t you just ask him? Shoto wouldn’t mind kissing you. That’s what couples do, right? He would be happy to fulfill your wishes.
“(Y/n)-chan, are you trying to say that you want me to kiss you?” His words were so blunt, you couldn’t help but feel your cheeks heating up. You thought you heard some snickers and noticed more of your classmates entering the classroom. Mina sent you a cheeky grin and a thumbs up.
“Sho-chan,” you mumbled, hiding your now red face behind your hands. “You’re too precious, I swear...”
The dual-haired boy took a hold of your hands gently before removing them from your face. A faint pink hue dusting his cheekbones as he began to lean in. His lips were soft against yours. Warm, sweet and tender. It was relatively short, but for you, it felt like an eternity.
Hearts beating erratically within your rib cages, a stark contrast to the slow and sensual movements you were displaying. A part of you would like to continue, to never stop, and Shoto seemed to share your sentiment. He was such a good kisser, a part of you wondered if this really was his first time. He was just being so careful, like he was afraid to hurt you — were he to make any sudden movements. Treating you as if you were as fragile as glass.
However, the sweet and tender moment was short lived as a loud growl could be heard coming from behind, urging the both of you to finally break apart — albeit hesitantly. Then your eyes fell on a certain angry pomeranian who was thrashing around, while Sero, and Kirishima were struggling to hold back. A giggle escaped your lips as your (e/c) eyes made contact with his crimson. Right eye twitching he spoke in a low, irritated tone, “Get a room you damn extras.”
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tired-teacher-blog · 2 months
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Is it fair that I haven't written anything Shouto related in months– even though he's one of my absolute favorites? No, no it's not, so here is a little silly something to make up for it.
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It's one of those chilly nights..
The falling snow is moving in rhyme with the playful wind outdoors, tapping on the giant glass of your living room window before succumbing downward to join the beautiful cottony carpet that's covering the roads outside.
You sigh contentedly and shift your eyes from the mesmerizing sight to focus on the heavenly one right before your nose.
_ "Isn't this amazing?" your whispered words pierce the quiet atmosphere surrounding you, but they don't seem to startle the man laying on top of your relaxed form.
_ "It is, I don't even want to move at all." and you can faintly sense the curve of his lips against your neck as he breathes the reply.
_ "We don't have to, we can sleep here if you want." your fingers move through his soft bicolor hair, brushing it away from his handsome face.
You bite down on your lip to stifle a giggle when you realize how impractical your suggestion is, because as big and comfortable as it is, this poor sofa was not made to contain your boyfriend's giant stature, though he doesn't seem to share your concern as he humms in agreement before nuzzling you deeper.
You gently caress his broad shoulders and back, relishing the feeling of his flexing muscles beneath your touch as he hugs you tighter.
His fair skin is concealed under a long sleeve cotton shirt, but you are aware -more than anyone else- of every single cut, burn and scar he has acquired over the years of being a hero, after all, you've always been the one treating his injuries after every single mission.
You kiss the top of his head affectionately, once, twice, thrice, and a couple more times because you simply cannot get enough of this man, your man.
He's big and heavy, almost knocking the air out of your lungs while trapping you beneath his weight, but you don't mind it at all, there is nowhere else you would rather be but right here with him, tucked away from everyone else.
It's a simple thought and a simpler wish, and the breathy laughter it has brought out of you is hard to miss.
_ "What's going on?" he props his chin against your chest and looks up at you with curious mismatched irises, though an adorable grin has already found its way to his lips as he anticipated your response.
_ "It's nothing, I'm just thinking how lucky I am to have you."
He is caught off guard by your words, and the wide blinky eyes staring back at you are proof of that.
He is cute, always has been to you, especially when as lost as he is right now, stirring you up to the point where you cannot help but cradle his cheeks and bring his lips to yours in a tender kiss.
_ "I love you, you know that?" he murmurs huskily before leaning back a bit to gaze into your eyes.
The warmth of his words is spreading throughout your body to leave a blissful tingle behind, and your fingertips are tracing his handsome features to linger over the burn scar surrounding his left eye.
You smile widely as you recall the first time you kissed him there, right on the mark reaching halfway down his cheek.
Back then, he was as surprised with your action as he is tonight with your random confession, but he didn't hate the feeling of your soft lips on his scarred skin one bit, in fact, it was the salve he didn't even know he needed.
_ "I love you too, Shouto."
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sei-rq · 1 year
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Would you ever consider writing a yandere shoto todoroki who baby traps reader? 🥰 anyway i already love your writings i cant believe you’re new here
Baby Trapping w/ Shoto Todoroki
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[a/n]- before we start, I really like the idea and I also love shouto but I don't feel really comfortable writing a yandere themed fic for him.. sorry for that, but other than that Shouto is really possessive here (plus I'm so fucking late, I'm sorry I was literally so unmotivated these past months)
Warnings: afab!reader, (slight) dub-con, possessive shouto, dark content, forced breeding (kinda not really)
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"How did things turn out like this?" was probably the first thought that came to your mind, You were just talking to Shouto about how it's crazy that most of your friends have already started a family of their own, how everytime they come over now they'll have a little kid running around your house looking at things in the most curious and innocent way.
So how did THAT conversation turn into you being forced down into a mating press position, while Shouto thrusts his cock in and out of your swollen hole, how many times have you came? three? no definitely more than that, it's overstimulating so so overstimulating and everything aches, but the pleasure is undeniable, "Sh-shou! wait-"
He does anything but wait, "please it feels so good, gonna give me a baby yeah?" Your eyes widen, so that's why? He wants a baby, preferably a cute baby girl with your doe eyes and your hair, your bubbly personality, he wants a mini you. He wants a mini you wobbling around the house looking so so cute just like you but tiny, and god does it feel good to know that, that mini you is also his, you're his and the kid you're gonna have is his.
All of you is his, every body part, every smile you give, all the tears you cry, all the pain and pleasure you go through is his, he wants to make you his and mark you as his, even though he knows you're already his, but that isn't enough to suffice his needs, he wants.. no he NEEDS you to have his babies, He wants every part of him to be in you, so thinking of you being so chubby and round carrying his little baby is adorable to him, he'll make sure you're getting pregnant tonight.. there is no escaping him now, you're his. it doesn't matter what you think, your opinion doesn't matter here, he knows what's best for you ..
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sixosix · 2 years
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can i request a todoroki fic
i keep thinking abt your dorky izuku one and i'm like FUCKKK BROOOO I WISH SIX COULD WRITE ONE ABT TODOROKI no pressure but like pls i'm on my knees begging this is not a want this is a need /lh
blurb you should really keep up to date with all these rumors.
# fem!reader, fluff, mutual pining, 😭😭 dumbasses in love
a/n anything for you earf. 🙏
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there are rumors flying around.
it spreads, headlines screaming todoroki shouto was spotted behind the school with someone else…! no, todoroki shouto was spotted on a date…! no, todoroki shouto has a life outside of school! with a secret lover? a secret girlfriend? 
it’s not that surprising—having rumors about you be the talk of the whole school, you mean, especially if you’re todoroki shouto. son of a hero, top ua student with a pretty face, insanely powerful, insanely smart, charming with his aloofness. really, it’s no surprise his name alone is capable of catching attention enough to alert the mass media.
you’re not todoroki shouto. but you’ve been hanging out around him enough to see face-first just exactly what he deals with every day.
that being said, you have a feeling he’s responsible for the forest fire of a school today.
your classroom is in chaos. you wouldn’t know what’s happening, you quite literally just entered. probably something about the hero class. or maybe all might is substituting someone today. or maybe midoriya got his ass kicked again, or vice versa.
“hey, hey, did you hear?” your seatmate, yokoo, giggles, his light brown hair bouncing. “did you hear about todoroki?”
i knew it. you mentally pump your fists in victory. “what about todoroki-kun?”
“he has a girlfriend!”
you pretend to gasp. romance and pretty boys aren’t new (there was even one about bakugou katsuki LOL). in fact, this might be the fourth rumor about todoroki having some sort of love affair—once, there was a rumor that todoroki is dating all the girls in 1-A.
for shits and giggles, none of the girls denied it. until yaoyorozu with the righteous heart dispelled the rumors herself, embarrassed and holding jirou next to her with flaming cheeks.
“really?” you almost laugh at the mental image of a constipated todoroki shouto facing yet again another gossip. “who?”
yokoo has a funny look on his face. “don’t act dumb, l/n! you tell me!”
you squint. “huh?”
a juicy rumor about todoroki shouto having a secret lover is the shit. and everyone is eating it up. maybe yokoo thinks you already know about it since you’re (kind-of?) friends with todoroki? it’s not the first time.
yokoo finally leaves you alone when the teacher comes walking in, one clap enough to make everyone shut up. yokoo keeps looking at you, though.
once lunch arrives, everyone slowly files out with their respective groups. you yawn, thinking about ways to scare shinsou because his expression is always funny, always the blank face.
but then suddenly girls are squealing and forming a crowd by the door. they’re talking over themselves for you to understand anything coherent, so out of curiosity, you nip on over to the source of girls fainting left and right.
todoroki shouto is standing outside your classroom, mismatched eyes scanning the classroom.
and todoroki shouto lights up at the sight of you as if he was looking for you. er—wait, no. he was definitely looking for you.
“y/n,” he says, striding in until he’s in front of you.
“um—!” you say, panicked. “todoroki-kun?”
todoroki blinks at your frazzled state, and looks around at the audience he just seemed to notice. “oh,” he says. “can we take this somewhere more private?”
whispers increase in volume. everyone’s staring with bated breaths.
you almost snap at them to fuck off and look away ‘cause this isn’t a free shoujo manga recreation. but your glare only makes the squealing get worse.
you know that you and todoroki can be labeled friends at most, but for him to say that in front of your classmates who he knows will talk about this with everyone… is honestly kind of scary. what’s got him in such a rush? did someone get into an accident? suddenly, you’re not sure if you want a confession.
you nod. “okay.”
with that cue, todoroki reaches for your wrist and leads you outside. he seems really determined to talk to you. it’s a little flattering.
is it just you or is his hand really, really warm?
wait, nevermind. that’s his left, dumbass, of course it is.
todoroki spares you a glance. “hm?”
you jump. “oh! nothing! sorry, was talking to myself—um.” with one last look around the empty floor, you turn to him. “what was that about, todoroki-kun?”
todoroki looks at you, finally, and you shiver yet feel warm knowing that he’s giving you his undivided attention. it’s probably his quirk. “are you free saturday?”
“…am i what on saturday?”
“are you free saturday?” todoroki repeats patiently.
your eyes widen in alarm. oh no. oh no. “uhm. perhaps. maybe. why?”
todoroki smiles—a tiny, tiny thing—and your heart skips a beat a few times looking at it. you realize you want to kiss the hell out of this boy, and his lips are only quirked a little bit.
as expected of the number one pretty boy…
“what do you need me on saturday for?” you ask him.
he stares at you. “a date,” says todoroki shouto, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
oh.
oh, duh, of course.
he’s asking you out on a date, obviously.
you choke. “wait—”
and then, the rumors start to make sense. yokoo telling you to not act stupid. everyone staring. everyone expecting something to happen with the secret lover.
you were just not informed that you’re the secret lover.
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it’s saturday.
the date is fun. you’re ashamed to say you’re having too much fun because todoroki is the one who asked you out, but judging by the small grin on his face he tries so desperately to hide in his scarf, maybe you’re not the only one.
you let him feed you a gummy bear. it’s colored red. “thank’sh,” you mumble, and he smiles softly.
he also eats one gummy bear. it’s the same color as your eyes.
you’re aware of the eyes on you, despite todoroki’s pathetic attempt of a disguise. he must’ve forgotten that his hair is just as distinct as the scar on his face.
“c’mere,” you tell him, pausing as you turn to face him. he absolutely does not even question it as he leans down for you.
carefully, you tug on the hood of his top and pull it up until it covers his head. again, he does not question it. he has way too much faith in you. it’s extremely flattering.
“people won’t stare as much,” you explain at the confused look on his face.
todoroki hums, thumbing the bag of gummies and feeding you another. “does it make you uncomfortable? that people are staring at you with me.”
you snort, patting his cheek. “no, of course not. i thought it made you uncomfortable.”
he shakes his head. “it doesn’t. they should know who you’re out on a date with.”
oh my. “i didn’t know you were so possessive, todoroki-kun!” you tease, nudging him with an elbow. you’ve been doing that a lot since the day started, and he looks like he’s enjoying it.
he blushes, his entire face almost as red as the left side of his hair. “sorry, did you not—”
you laugh. “i don’t mind. i’m all yours, of course.”
the glint that flashes in his eyes shows that he very much likes that.
you stare at him for a few more moments, before finally turning away to proceed walking. “say, todoroki-kun, i got a question for you.”
“yes?” he holds out another gummy bear. wow, he sure does love spoiling you a lot today. then again, he always seemed to have fun doing it, so you let him.
“why—oh, thank you—why did you ask me out on a date?”
todoroki does that funny face again. “because i like you.” he studies your face through the corner of his eyes, and nearly blanches. “did you not know that?”
you feel as if you’re engulfed in flames. you blame it on your date. “i’m incredibly stupid, you see. i thought you were just—bored, or something!”
todoroki looks a little displeased that you said that. “you mentioned last week that you’re free from schoolwork this saturday, so i took the chance. i didn’t think you weren’t aware of my feelings, because everyone else told me they knew. except you, apparently.”
a garbled whine escapes your throat. todoroki flashes a smile at that, doing the same face he makes when he finds something adorable. “don’t tease me! i didn’t actually know!”
you’ve heard of rumors of todoroki having a crush. of him sending longing glances at a particular someone when given a chance. but you thought that was stupid! because most people in high school would end up crushing on someone! hell, you’re pretty sure everyone has a crush on someone in class 1-A (and god forbid aizawa-sensei), but to think someone from 1-A likes you…
todoroki pokes your possibly warm cheek. “you’re flustered. does that mean you like me back?” he asks out of nowhere.
you were just not informed that you’re todoroki’s crush.
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izufeels · 2 years
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⌕ [ prego ] — s.todoroki !
“hey sho,” y/n said quietly, placing a hand on her boyfriends shoulder gently. “can we talk?”
shoto looked up at her, smiling a bit as he took off his headphones. “of course we can, love. what’s up?” he spun his chair around to look at her properly.
y/n took a deep breath and sat down on the edge of the bed. it was right across from shoto.
the boy furrowed his eyebrows. he reached out and grabbed y/n’s hand. “hey.. you can talk to me.”
“i know, i know,” y/n reassured with a smile. “it’s just.. this is quite a big.. shock.. to me. and it definitely will be to you, too. we’ve never really talked about this sort of thing, so i’m slightly worried.”
shoto was starting to get worried now. he pushed the chair closer to her, grabbing her other hand as well.
“i’m..” y/n looked down at their hands. “i’m uh, umm..”
“you’re not sick, are you?” shoto interrupted, leaning forward a little.
y/n shook her head. “no, no. of course not. i’m..
pregnant..”
shoto stared at her for a long time, silently.
“you don’t have to say anything,” y/n said as she got up, sniffling. “but, i’m keeping the baby.”
shoto stared at the bed where she was sitting.
“jesus, sho, say something!”
he looked up at her, eyes glossy. “i’m.. gonne be a dad? like, an actual dad? this isn’t a joke?” his voice cracked as he spoke softly.
y/n shook her head again. “not a joke, no.”
shoto laughed and leaped up to hug y/n tightly, almost suffocating her in the process.
“i’m gonna be a dad,” he whispered into her hair, smiling. “i am.. i’m gonna be a dad, y/n.”
y/n giggled. “i know, sho. we’re gonna be parents!”
“you’re going to be a great mom.”
“and you are going to be a great dad.”
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seravphs · 10 months
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ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — TODOROKI SHOTO x FEM READER
You miss home, but isn’t it true that home can be a person? 
wc — 950
tags — fluff, reader is homesick, food
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You squeeze the lemon over the sauce with increasing irritation. It only irks you more when you go to mix and the whisk slides out of your hands, slippery with juice. By the time you finally get all the ingredients incorporated, you’re fuming. 
Though, to be fair, you were mad before you even started the sauce. 
You dip a finger into your creation and watch it drip off. It’s the right consistency, but the taste is what’s most important, so you pop your finger into your mouth. 
Immediately, you wrinkle your nose. The flavor’s all wrong. None of it tastes like home. 
The kitchen door creaks.
Quiet feet pad past you to the cabinet. Shoto is halfway through filling up the mug he just obtained with water when he notices you and the mess. 
“Were you that hungry?” Shoto says wonderingly. His eyes flit from the open packet of crisps to the pile of wrappers littering the table, the leftovers of an unsatisfying feast. “I would’ve made you something.” 
It’s not a physical appetite you’re trying to curb. Your mind is what bothers you, not your stomach. Your tongue is lonely for familiar tastes. 
It was your choice to move across half the world, and you don’t regret it. You’ve made great memories here, many of them with Shoto. 
It just gets lonely sometimes.
Your friends and Shoto have never let you doubt that you’re loved, but there are things they can’t understand, no matter how hard they try. They do try, though.
Shoto calls your mother for nearly an hour every week. It used to be to get to know you and the place you came from better, but from the snippets you overhear now, it’s devolved to gossip and grocery shopping tips. 
She’s the reason he knows what you’re making as he peers over your shoulder and dips a spoon into it, so much more refined than you. Rich brat, you think, but there’s so much fondness in it. 
He makes a noncommittal hum as the flavor hits his tastebuds. You can’t tell if it means he likes or dislikes it, though he wouldn’t have a frame of reference for what its supposed to taste like anyways. 
“Isn’t it supposed to be more salty?”
Or not. 
Your mother really had rubbed off on him. It’s endearing, even through the haze of your frustration. You give him a wan smile and wipe your hands off on your apron. It’s late and you’re tired. There’s no point in trying another batch tonight. 
He looks adorable with his hair in clips you bought him. It makes you feel a bit better about your failure as you lean in to kiss a tiny spot of sauce off the corner of his mouth. He’s not always as perfectly well-mannered as he tries to be, not in the comfort of your home, and you love him for it. 
“I’ll try again tomorrow,” you tell him. “Let’s go to bed.” 
You don’t have to explain it for him to grasp what’s going on. He knows without words, but he doesn’t say anything. Instead, he helps you wash up and lets you tug him back to your shared mattress. 
If you can’t go home, Shoto resolves to be home for you. 
It’s harder to keep a secret than he thought it would be. He’s not used to hiding things from you, not when you’re the person it’s easiest for him to be completely relaxed around. His fear of being found out doesn’t stop until you go to work, completely unaware of what he has planned for tonight. 
You come home earlier than he expected you to. He scrambled to hide it at first, then realizes that even with all the new muscle he’s developed as a pro hero, he’s still not bulky enough to cover the entire table. Instead, he goes for a shaky “Surprise?” 
He doesn’t mean for it to come out as a question, but it does. 
You survey the kitchen, eyes wide. He tried the best he could, but some things aren’t quite right. He burned the main dish, and the dessert is just a little on the side of too sweet. But he tried. 
He hopes you’ll be able to tell. 
The way you’re examining his offering is making him nervous. The fear that you might not like it genuinely scares him, but he doesn’t expect you to burst into tears. 
“I miss it,” you cry. He rushes past the kitchen island to get to you, bruising his hip on the counter.
“I know,” he frets, his hands fluttering over you. They’re uncertain, wishing they knew where to touch you to make the pain stop. If he could, he’d take it all away. “Here, have a bite.” 
In desperation to stop your tears, he shoves a spoon in between your teeth, but he’s clumsy in his hurry. It’s too big of a bite, leaving you choking as you try to swallow. Now even more concerned, he rushes to bring you a glass of water. 
How did his gesture of love go so wrong when he meant so well? 
At some point, he realizes that the hysteric little gasps you’re making have changed from tears to laughter. You’re laughing - and it’s at him. 
He frowns. “I was trying to be nice, you know.” 
Even grumpy, when you open your arms for a hug, he draws closer, ever enticed by the promise of a cuddle. “You ridiculous man,” you say, unable to stop laughing. “I love you.” 
You kiss his forehead. 
“I love you.” 
You kiss the bridge of his nose. 
“I love you.” 
He stares at you, wary. “You’re not upset?” 
“You’re the love of my life,” you tell him honestly. “Now, please, can we eat the meal you put so much effort into?”
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darlink-xoxo · 1 year
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THE PIRATE'S BETHROTHED!•*∙͌♡
in which, a pirate finds herself running away from the castle with her arranged husband
fortunately, her betrothed hates his father as much as he's in love with her..
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mentions of a female reader doesn't matter tho. and strange switches of pov
Warnings: Fluff, Arranged Marriage, Endeavour Blackmailing Reader, No Planning Whatsoever, Puppy love 🫶.. and spelling mistakes
❥ · ゚₊ You sailed the seas with your cover up flag raised high in the winds. yes you were a pirate, yes this was your ship, and yes this was your crew. now you didn't steal a treasure or anything like that, it was more of a crew made just to protect the outskirts of land from pirates with really foul intentions. your cover up flag presented you as simple sailors gathering goods and sailing them across to neighboring kingdoms across the oceans for the trading process.
sure at first you and your crew were looked down upon, after all, having a lady on the ship was said to bring bad luck. you proved them all wrong of course, that sword on your hip wasn't just for style. although not everyone has truly accepted you all yet, that's okay, they'd need you in the end anyhow.
turning the wheel, earlier you had received a letter from the king in the south. he has an offer for you, and you didn't trust this one bit. yet you had to keep your connections with those of the southern kingdom, they were one of the wealthiest kingdoms after all.
your second in command was busy giving your crew different chores that needed to be completed. softly whistling a tune to yourself, you fixed your feathered tricorn hat as you gazed out into the open ocean. if you squinted enough, you might've been able to make out the smallest outline of land.
just what did this scoundrel king want..?
docking your ship, you left your crew in the hands of your second in command. you didn't want any of them involved with this, especially since you had no clue what this sudden call of your presence was about.
a guard was escorting you to the castle, they offered a ride yet you wanted to get used to walking on land again. being on the sea for so long left you a little disoriented on nonfloating grounds. you preoccupied yourself with taking in the change of scenery and smiling at those who waved at you. now at the gates of the castle, a knight opened the door for you. you walked in with caution, taking one last glance out the door before it closed.
the person in armor led you towards the king's chancery, and this is when your life took a turn for the worst.
King Enji sat proudly on his throne replica of a chair as he waited, once you entered the room he offered you the chair on the other side of him. signaling the guard to return to his post, the king watched with cold eyes as you shifted in your seat.
"do you have any idea why i requested your arrival?" he suddenly spoke.
you stared at him with your best poker face, "for some offer i recall, so what is this ever so important offer the king himself had to extend to me?"
the monarch's face darkened as his flames glowed brighter, "i want you to marry my youngest son."
silence took over the room, was he serious?? it took everything you had not to explode on this man, the absolute nerve.. your eyes must've given away your distaste, about to refuse with your ever so sour tongue, he spoke before you could.
"and before you refuse, i know you and your crew aren't truly simple sailors. the people are already skeptical about you being a lady sailor, much worse a captain. once word gets out you all are sailing as pirates, you might as well say farewell to your seawater life."
oh that's right, the true reason you and your crew covered up as sailors was that people still never accepted pirates as good. surely you'd be burned at the stake if word got out you were a pirate all along..
you gritted your teeth, "what're the consequences for both parties?" annoyance and aggravation was clear in your tone, and all this tyrant did was laugh.
"well since you asked so kindly. if you marry my son, you'll stay here with him and your crew will be free to sail as either a bunch of pirates or sailors. refuse and i'll inform everyone about your secret identities and you and your crew will be doomed the moment you step out of my castle. so captain, what'll it be?"
you felt your world crumble apart in front of you, you never wanted your crew involved with this.. why.. why you of all people?? you weren't even a noble for crying out loud!
what his highness didn't tell you, is that he selected you since you could take charge of your crew with ease and your fierce determination to start your crew on your own. plus the fact that you had been nearly all over the world, including well loved enough by those of the neighboring kingdoms. he loved the amount of connections you brought him.
your head hung low, you didn't even get to say goodbye to your beloved crew.. "alright, i'll marry him." you hope your crew handled themselves without you..
the king smiled as his flames grew brighter with a glint in his eye, "very good.."
and that was a year ago, you had no knowledge of the state of your crew. whether they expanded or not was unknown to you, i mean, how would you know when you're chained to your bedside? the cuffs around your wrists provided a long enough chain between them to be able to stretch and stuff, and that connecting chain was attached to a way longer one that bounded you to the inside of your room. shoto had informed his father that you wanted to walk around your room, so that's basically why you have your minimal available walking distance.
you often stared out through the windows of your balcony, searching for the slightest bit of the ocean. you hoped that one day, you'd see your familiar ship. even if you weren't the one steering.. you had been stripped of your old clothes, only left with gowns nowadays, slowly forgetting your life before all this.
sure prince shoto and y/n did eventually grow to appreciate each other's company, one more than the other, they both knew it was still only an arranged marriage and it would take some time to get used to. although the prince learned to like y/n, neither of them saw themselves as 'husband and wife' yet.
with shoto catching feelings, y/n tried her best not to let them feel anything for him in pitiful yearnings that the king would see it and choose someone else to be queen. due to y/n being distant, shoto took this as y/n hating him. leaving him to treat her to every luxury available that didn't overstep the king's rules.
one day though, shoto had brought her food and while she was eating she was reminded of her past adventures. maybe it was due to it being seafood, but it reminded her of that time her right hand man accidentally fell into the water while he was fishing.
she paused, and shoto instantly looked over in concern, "are you alright lady y/n?"
y/n took a moment before responding, only giving a nod of your head, suddenly having no willpower to lift your utensils to finish your meal. taking it upon himself, shoto gingerly picked up your utensils and hesitantly began feeding you. which was abnormal, to say the least, he's never done anything like this before.. you felt your heart beat loudly in your chest, and you sighed as you couldn't do anything about it.
and this other time, you were given a butter knife to assist you in eating your breakfast. feeling memories flood back into your mind, you proudly wore your captain hat once more. faking a sword fight in her room, y/n happily relived her past. unexpectedly shoto walked in, probably to check if she had finished eating. when y/n saw him, she didn't get embarrassed. instead, she raised her 'sword' and said, "dear prince! I hear by challenging you to a duel! and no fire or ice is allowed."
shoto softly smiled at how carefree y/n seemed to be, taking the sword from his satchel, he tossed it to y/n. she caught it of course, but stared at him in confusion when he left the room. moments after, he returned with a different sword in his grasp, boldly smirking at his betrothed, "I accept your challenge, my lady," he answered back with a glint in his eyes that matched hers.
the two cracked up as their harmless sword fight moved across the room, clashing swords with smiles on their faces as giggles and chuckles filled the room. this was a bonding moment that was expected of them to come naturally as if they were dating. yet they never had time to date, maybe if they had a moment like this before their marriage wouldn't feel as 'arranged' as it is.
jumping onto her bed to avoid shoto, it was similar to how she once jumped onto the upper deck back on her ship to avoid an ambush. king enji walked by the room, pausing due to the loud laughter he heard. peeking into the door, he flashed a sinister grin, "HAHAH SHOTO!! THIS IS PERFECT! Getting along with your wife i see?" than as smug as ever, he walks away.
y/n's cheerful mood is instantly ruined, hesitantly taking off her hat and placing the sword down with her head hung low in sadness. meanwhile, shoto was ready to murder his father, like how dare he ruin y/n's mood?? shoto slowly raised his sword in question, and y/n shook her head. watching as she stumbled over to her bed and flopped down, shoto's displeasure with his father only grew. y/n has lost her carefree attitude, she was closed off again and it seemed like more invisible walls were built. after that whole ordeal, shoto would find y/n sadly staring at her pirate hat and his sword he let her keep.
and one night, y/n laid awake in her bed. she couldn't sleep, both her past and the new addition kept her awake. the prince, she forced herself to hate him. yet how could she keep her facade up when he looks at her as if their marriage was never arranged in the first place?? he's treating her as if he's been in love with her since the very beginning.. y/n isn't much different either, she said she'd hate him, but isn't she the one happily allowing shoto to feed her? or the way she asks him to stay behind with her? or how she finds herself unconsciously tracing her fingers along his scare when he accidentally falls asleep beside her when he stays.
yes, she fell in love with him, but she desperately wished it was under different circumstances. a sudden knock on her door led her to stare into the darkness of who was there.
"lady y/n? are you awake?"
"i think so? i'm still seeing darkness"
shoto silently chuckled, walking over to her bedside with enough grace that it seemed he had her room layout memorized. he patted around her bed for a moment, before taking her hand in his grasp and holding it to his lips, and softly kissed her ring. suddenly the room burst up in flames, y/n sat up wide eyes "what do you think you're doing shoto?!?"
he only grinned at you as a loud blaring alarm rang throughout the castle, he gently grasped your chains and melted them to nothing but a molten puddle on the ground. you gaped at him, before the pounding on your closed door that shoto had most likely locked, started getting too loud for your liking.
"run away with me my lady, let us be free together," shoto practically pleaded with you as he grasped your hands in his.
you coughed, the air was filled with ash. the banging on your doors didn't get any quieter and that's probably the angry shouts of the guards you're hearing too.
you shut your eyes before a determined gleam flashed across your ires. you gripped shoto's hand, jumping out of bed before quickly putting on your hat to make sure it didn't burn in the slowly raging fire. also taking the sword your prince had gifted you, you held him close as the door broke down. jumping out of the side of the balcony, you stabbed the sword into the wall. you kept a firm hold on your prince as you and him descended to the ground. he held onto you just as tight, simply distracting himself with how attractive you looked at the moment.
landing on the ground, you both broke out into a run, laughing at the taste of freedom, "sorry about your blade your majesty," y/n giggled as the adrenaline had yet to run out. shoto simply chuckled along with her as he motioned to the sword on his hip, "no worries my lady, i have a spare."
off in the distance, y/n saw the familiar con flag of her original ship. taking shoto's hand with hers, y/n ran faster, "c'mon prince, run faster! we're going home!" she laughed as her sights landed on her old second in control.
shoto silently chocked on his breath, "pardon me? did you say home?" y/n nodded to him over her shoulder, sending him a cheeky wink as his ears turned pink. the sound of their fast approaching footsteps appeared to have alerted the crew, as now their attention was on the couple running towards them.
"CAPTAIN??? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?? never mind that, LOWER THE BRIDGE!" your dearest right hand man recognized you immediately, and you happily waved at him and your old crew.
he leaned over the ledge, "aye?? and who might that be with you captain?"
you paused, turning around to face shoto, and glancing down at your connected hands. you turned back to your loyal associate with a smile on your face, "my husband! prince shoto todoroki."
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Cat Chronicles 2
Summary: Todoroki’s first meeting. 
Word Count: 1201 
A/N: Welcome to part 2 of the mini Cat Chronicles series! Unfortunately I decided that I will not have a taglist (for now) so apologies to anyone who wanted to be tagged! Nonetheless, I hope everyone is doing well. <3
Part One
Todoroki never saw himself as an animal person. He was always too busy enhancing his powers, defying his father, and aiming for the top. He didn’t have any time to spare for mediocre tasks such as playing with dogs or petting the soft fur on cats. But sometimes he did wonder what it would be like to have a companion who stuck with him unconditionally by his side. 
‘That damn old man.’ Todoroki couldn’t take being in his house anymore when that bastard he calls a father was there. If he had to face the man who makes his life a living hell for another second, Todoroki would feel like he was going to actually lose it. Hearing his remarks over and over again of “You have to get stronger, Shoto,” “You must surpass All Might,” and his favorite “SHOTOOO” whenever he was in the presence of his son drove Todoroki to oblivion. And, with a glare and a small “tsk,” Todoroki left the building to cool down. 
He didn’t really have a definite destination he wanted to go to; he just knew that if he stayed in that house any longer, he was going to end up breaking something…or someone. Walking along in the evening skies, he decided to head to the convenience store in search of a nice cold bar of ice cream. Though he would’ve loved a cold bowl of soba noodles, he figured that since he was going to have dinner later, he might as well have a sweet treat in the meantime. 
Finally arriving at the convenience store, only about 20 minutes from his house, he went straight to the freezer aisle to pick out the popular ice cream brand he knows kids and adults alike enjoy. After paying and leaving the store, he opened up the rectangular, creamy popsicle and took a bite. 
‘Oh my gosh! Look at those lights! And those lights! And those! Wahh, they’re all so pretty’. You couldn’t help but be awestruck at the bright lights surrounding you on your ventures into different alleyways and building slots. Convenience store lights always shone the brightest, if only you could see them from the inside! Distracted by the lights, your focus was interrupted when you got a waft of a delectable, fresh scent coming straight from the direction of the store you admired. You were instantly entranced by the scent; it was like nothing you had ever smelled before being a stray accustomed to the streets. 
Toddling over while making sure to keep quiet, you made your way to the source of the captivating scent. ‘So cool, so cool! He’s so tall!’ As you finally got a glimpse of your target, you couldn’t help but admire his put-together stance and handsome features. You had a thing for attractive people after all. 
Todoroki was lost in thought; he wasn’t thinking about anything in particular, just staring off into the distance as the fluorescent lighting from the convenience store logo shone on him. He was trapped in his own world, occasionally taking a few bites out of his ice cream when he felt a little nudge by his foot. ‘Eh?’ Slightly startled, he looked down, and there you were, a small calico cat sniffing away at his ankle. He didn’t know what to do. He never had to interact with animals before, besides that one time when his first grade teacher brought in her bunny for the class to see, but even then, he didn’t take up the chance of petting the cute rabbit. The only thing that he could think of to tell you at the moment was, “I don’t have any food for you.” But, despite his words, you kept on exploring. 
‘It smells even better up close!’ You couldn’t get enough of his scent, wanting to rub yourself all over him in order to get it on yourself and carry it wherever you go. But you couldn’t help but notice his stiffness and how his arms stayed glued to his side. You’ve only ever encountered two types of people: the ones who are eager to give you pets and the ones who would rather have nothing to do with you. So, this was quite a predicament for you both. You, oh, so desperately wanted his hands to run across your fur in order to transfer some of his scent closer to your body, but how could you get him to pet you if he was just standing there? 
Stepping back, you looked up at him with a tilt to your head, “Hey, hey! Handsome man look over here!” Your meows caught Todoroki’s attention, and with the same tilt to his head, he questioned, “Huh? What do you want?” You took this chance to rub your body against his slightly spread legs. 
Todoroki was utterly bewildered. Just what did this cat want from him? He told them that he didn’t have any food to give, but that didn’t deter you. What else could he give you? And, as he watched you purr up against his legs, he finally squatted down with ice cream in hand and held out a singular finger towards you. 
You brightened up instantly at this sight. ‘It worked! It worked! I’m a mastermind!’ Extremely excited and proud of yourself for getting your invitation accepted by the handsome man with the best scent, you went straight up to his finger and practically collapsed on it with bliss. ‘Ahh, he smells so much better here.’ You could drown in his scent for days on end if you were allowed to; it was just that good! 
Todoroki didn’t know what he expected, but it was certainly not this. You seemed to be in utter euphoria with the way you melted under his fingers as he very gently stroked your fur. But it wasn’t only you who was having a relaxing time. Todoroki, amidst startled, started to genuinely enjoy giving you pets. He’s never experienced this feeling of softness and comfort before. And personally, he didn’t want it to stop either. 
He didn’t know how long he stayed there, just gently running his hands down the sides of your fur and up along your tail as you purred in bliss, but guessing by the sky, it must’ve been a short while. The ice cream has been fully eaten by now, with the popsicle stick thrown in a nearby trash can. Todoroki had been giving you his full undivided attention, ignoring the occasional ringtones coming from his phone and the sounds of the bell as people entered the convenience store behind him. The whole world was still going on but Todoroki felt like he was stuck in time with you here by his side. 
As the skies became darker, the scene of Todoroki crouched down with a trusting calico cat buzzing with pleasure in his hands became the most peaceful thing that happened that night. And despite Todoroki’s general cold demeanor, he found himself with a small smile as your affectionate personality got a hold of him. Maybe Todoroki wasn’t exactly an animal person but he guessed he could call himself a cat person after this, as long as all cats were like you.
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inkykeiji · 9 months
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can you do #16 pasttime with sd!nat shouto please? 💙
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prompt: past time series: sugar daddy natsuo warnings: use of the word daddy, touya being touya briefly mentioned, APD mention words: 1k
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The sun is just beginning its descent below the horizon by the time you arrive, smearing the sky with strokes of pink and orange. The dense scent of burnt rubber infuses the air, and your nose wrinkles cutely as you exit Shouto’s Aston Martin. He laughs, giving your hand a gentle squeeze as he leads you toward the entrance, gravel popping beneath the rubber of your sneakers.
Jaku Go-Karts. 
It’s a dingy little place now, rundown and ruined by the passage of time, but Shouto loves it all the same. 
The concrete is cracked, stained with crisscrossing skid marks from rubber burnt. The thick tractor tires that line the racetrack are worn and fraying; scars they bear from constant abuse. That shitty little snack-shack, pitched off to the side of the speedway as though thrown in as an afterthought, is still the same; all white chipping paint and stale funnel cakes, with the old arcade having shrunk to a mere three units, all unheard of, screens washed out and flickering. 
Even after twenty odd years, the track hasn’t changed a bit, and Shouto knows every twist, every curve, every fork, the route seared into the tissues of his brain with such accuracy that he’s sure he could drive the whole course with his eyes blindfolded. 
“This was one of our favourite past times, when we were kids,” he tells you as he rests his wrists on the chainlink fence, notes of melancholy in his tone.
“Really?”
“Yeah. It was one of the few things we all loved doing, together.”
“Even Touya?”
“Even Touya,” Shouto nods, pausing for a moment as a memory flashes through his mind, then exhaling a snort through a sardonic little smirk. “Granted, I’m sure Touya enjoyed this mostly because he got to repeatedly run me off the track.”
“Why am I not surprised,” you respond dryly. 
The image of three Todoroki boys materializes in your head; Touya already the smallest, his younger brothers towering over him, but still the ringleader nevertheless, marching onto the track with their souped up go-karts—Touya’s plastered with crude stickers, peeling and veiny; Natsuo’s all clean lines and glistening paint; Shouto’s full of dents and dings, paint scraped in sharp strokes, revealing the silver metal beneath. 
It must’ve been nice, even if only for a moment; a short instance where they all got along, despite a few bumps and patches, co-existing in some semblance of semi-peaceful, enjoying a singular activity, together. 
“It was a rare, acceptable method to torture me.” 
And although Shouto’s voice is wry, there’s a small smile on his face, eyes glazed with nostalgia-tinged memories—hazy, soft, coated in sugar.  
“Once, my kart even caught on fire. Natsuo pulled me from it before any real damage was done,” his gaze shifts downward, blunt nails picking at his cuticles, huffing out a mangled imitation of a chuckle. “Touya was so angry he didn’t talk to him for days. Said he ruined a perfect instance of ‘poetic justice’. Said it was divine intervention, and he should’ve just let it play out.”
“That’s terrible,” you breathe.
“That’s Touya,” Shouto shrugs with a weary acceptance. 
“So he’s always been a sociopath, then.”
That gets Shouto to laugh, sweet smile dispelling most of the despondence from his face, gaze flicking to yours through the corner of his eye. “Technically, he couldn’t have been diagnosed with APD just yet. He was only about fifteen or so. But yeah, he’s always been messed up.” 
Questions itch on your tongue, and you fold it in on itself, pressing it to the roof of your mouth in an attempt to smother them. 
Why was it only him? Daddy and Shouto and Fuyumi have their issues, sure, but doesn’t everyone? Maybe their personality flaws are a bit more severe than the average person’s, but that can be brushed off and explained by the fact that they were raised by a billionaire, can’t it? They all grew up under the same roof, so why is Touya so much worse? 
Your tongue flattens, then curls over your teeth, sucking for a moment before slowly scraping against the edges. It’s none of your business, and it shouldn’t matter anyway. 
“Enough about Touya,” you demand with a wave of your hand. “We came here to race, didn’t we?” 
Laughing again, Shouto shakes his head, fondness settling in his eyes. “Yeah, sweetheart, we came to race.”
“I’m gonna leave you in the dust!”
“Bold statement to make to a seasoned pro,” he quips. 
In the end, you do leave Shouto in the dust, but only because he allows you to, slowing down around wide corners and crashing into sharp turns on purpose as you whiz past him. Nevertheless, it’s still fun, your cheeks sore from incessant smiling and your throat raw from grating laughs and screams, and he still treats you to ice cream, just like he promised he would if you beat him—Don’t tell your Daddy, okay? He’d flip if he knew you were having sweets before dinner—the tips of your fingers encrusted with glittering sugar from the sugar cones, mouths stained blue and pink from the artificial dyes. 
You’re practically falling asleep in his arms by the time he gets you back to Natsuo, who coos and quickly takes you from his little brother, his most precious possession being returned to him. 
And after you’ve been washed and brushed and put to bed, Natsuo sits down with Shouto, sweating crystal glasses filled with whiskey and ice in their palms, and asks him why he did it. 
“Why I did what? You asked me to take her out, give her a good time, and I did. As I always do.”
Natsuo fixes him with a look, features flat and unimpressed. “You know that’s not what I’m asking. Why did you bring her there, of all places?” 
Swirling amber in his hand, Shouto shrugs, staring at his glass and clinking ice against the sides. 
“I thought it’d be nice, you know, to make new memories there. We loved it so much when we were kids and I—I didn’t want to lose that. I won’t lose that.” He looks up, mismatched eyes shining in the dim light of Natsuo’s study. “It’s time we start reclaiming some things.” 
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NEED NO LIGHT TO SEE YOU SHINE
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my late submission for @haithamuse 's "The Lover's Journey" Collab. todoroki shoto x fem! reader warnings: none, tooth rotting fluff. literally so much fluff, petnames (babygirl, sweetheart, baby, etc.), kissing, not proofread
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"come on, babygirl. stop trying to peek. I swear it's nothing bad."
"I know it's not bad shou," you pouted, "I'm just really excited"
It was your's and todoroki's 3rd anniversary, and you couldn't help but peek over your blindfold that todoroki put on you to see where you guys were and if you would recognize the road or neighbourhood. todoroki said that you guys were going somewhere and that he had a surprise planned for you. He was really vague and shy about it too, which just intrigued you more. 
"I know you're excited, baby." todoroki chuckled, "though it won't be too long. we're here."
"we are? where are we?" you asked, excitement getting the better of you. "come on shou, tell me!" you said, elongating the -ou.
todoroki simply stepped out of the car, and you could hear his footsteps, and you noticed that he was walking on leaves. you must be at some park. todoroki opened your door for you, interrupting your train of thought. he reached behind your head to untie your blindfold. you blinked a few times to see that it was, as you thought, a park. the satisfying sound of autumn leaves crunching under your boots, and the slight breeze was all just right. you almost wondered if he had someone controlling the weather for him. or if he was keeping you a little warm himself.
then, your gaze shifted over to the piano that was conveniently placed under the shade of the tree. you could see a few leaves that fell on top of the piano, but it just increased the beauty of it all, almost seeming like the piano was one of nature itself. 
you felt todoroki moving closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder and placing a chaste kiss on your cheek, and then your jawline. before leaning slightly to peck your lips. 
"how is it baby? do you like it?" todoroki asked.
"y-you play?" you asked, stuttering slightly, never quite used to all the affection todoroki gave you. who would have thought that todoroki was this affectionate? his friends would never believe you if you told them that he randomly asks for headpats or loves to curl up in your lap. his siblings would tease you if you told them how much he loved hugging you from behind and placing kisses on your neck. 
"I play, yes. i'm sorry i never told you. my father never quite liked me playing the piano. he thought hero training was all that was worthwhile. i remember learning piano vigorously just to spite my father. but now, i want to play for you."
you thought about todoroki's dad. if you were completely honest, you hated his father. considering everything todoroki told you about him, he was never a good father. 
"no it's fine, shou. are you going to play for me?" you asked, tilting your head to look at todoroki. 
"yeah, babygirl. yeah, i'm gonna play for you." todoroki breathed, before letting go of your waist and taking your hand to lead you to the piano. both of you sat down, and todoroki put his hands on the keys and looked over at you to give you a small smile. 
and to your absolute surprise, he started humming a song along with the music. he didn't sing, no, he hummed the song. the song? golden hour. 
you couldn't help but let out a few tears at that. it was a song both of you loved listening to. it was played on repeat when you were alone, thinking about each other. you knew it was cringe and completely cliche. but you thought, this is love. love is supposed to be a little cliche. it's supposed to be cringe. it's supposed to melt your hearts into puddles. love is your favorite song on repeat as you think about your partner. love is coming back home to see your lover doing the most mundane tasks and falling in love with them all over again. 
as the song came to an end, with the last notes played, todoroki looked over at you, and you noticed that todoroki's eyes were filled too, with a soft smile on his face as well. you couldn't control yourself when you jumped up to attack your boyfriend's face with kisses. anywhere you could place them. soon you were sobbing. ugly crying, if you were being honest. todoroki sat there and bathed in all the affection you were giving him. then, suddenly you started hitting shouto on the chest as you rested your forehead near his collarbone. 
"i hate you, shou. you're not supposed to do romantic shit like that and make me cry. i'm sure i look ugly now." you said, hiccuping in between your words. 
"i love you too, babygirl. but you're never ugly, y/n. you're my pretty girl, aren't you? my pretty girl is never ugly." he said. leaning down to put two of his fingers under your chin, to make you look at him. he wiped away your tears with the sleeve of his sweater, and only then did you actually notice that you both were matching. both of you were wearing sage green sweaters and black jeans, though todoroki had his sweater on top of a plain white shirt. you had your choker and earrings on, while todoroki has his chain necklace as well. 
"shou, we're matching." you said in awe. your boyfriend really thought of everything. 
"yeah baby. remember me asking you for a pic of what you were gonna wear today?
"i love you, shou. i love you so much." you whispered before leaning up to kiss him. a real kiss. todoroki leaned down to capture your lips in his. soon, you had to break apart, chests slightly heaving, wishing humans never needed oxygen.
"happy anniversary, baby. i love you too, so much." and when he said that to you, you could feel your breath hitching. cursing oxygen and human anatomy, you leaned in again for another kiss. sealing your life with his. 
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tagging @vespersposts <3
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tired-teacher-blog · 1 year
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hi lovely, if you don’t have too much on your plate i’ve had an idea for a scenario
shouto or aizawa with a so who has adhd. so trying to cook for him but he walks in the kitchen to see ingredients everywhere and so doing something else (maybe even a stove/oven left on- i have a bad habit of doing that) loving your work :)
Oh baby this one hit close to home 😄 I hope you enjoy my input *kisses*
Title : Chaotic attempt
Characters : Shouto/ Gender neutral reader
Genre : Fluff/ angst/ Drabble
Trigger Warning : Some adhd symptoms mentioned, including (carelessness, poor organisational skills, inability to focus, forgetfulness)
Masterlist|Second Masterlist
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It was a rare day off, one you decided to spend doing something special for your boyfriend, perhaps preparing a delicious treat for the both of you to enjoy in the evening while watching a movie.
You were confused as to where to start and how to get it done, and it's not that you had never cooked in your life before, it's just that everytime you do –and no matter how simple the recipe is– you always end up making a huge mess in the kitchen, to the point of injuring yourself at times.
But you had enough confidence for once to try and get it right.
_ "Okay, I'll just stay focused and follow the recipe." you were so hyped, watching and rewatching the chef's video just to make sure you wouldn't forget any ingredients he mentioned.
Your once clean kitchen turned messier each time you touched something new, but that didn't seem to bother you one bit, you were solely focused on following the instructions to the letter, excited to prepare your boyfriend's tasty treat and watch his reaction as you finally present it to him..
_ "Y/n, are you home babe?" Shouto kicked off his shoes and dragged his feet searching for you around the apartment.
_ "I'm right here sweetie!" you called out for him and he followed your voice to the kitchen, only to stop dead in his tracks with surprise.
It was as if a tornado had hit the entire place; egg shells on the floor, butter smearing the counter, melted chocolate everywhere, and then there you were, a big smile adorning your face while you took pictures of the beautiful looking cake placed on the kitchen table.
_ "Y/n, what happened here?" he mumbled, looking around the mess you'd made, and for a moment failing to notice the little surprise you worked so hard to make for him.
_ "Shouto! You're here on time! Look what I've made!" your excitement prevented you from noticing his uncomfortable expressions, but his lack of response did it.
Your smile disappeared and a confused look took its place, "Shouto, what's wrong?" you moved slowly towards him, searching for an answer that didn't come, he wasn't even looking at you at that point, he was studying the mess around you two instead.
You turned your head to where he was focused and finally understood, "oh, I'm really sorry for all this mess, I'll clean up quickly so just.. please, just.. give me a few minutes.." you choked out as you immediately started wiping the counter and throwing away the litter.
You were embarrassed, once again you managed to act immaturely in front of him and the realization brought tears to your eyes.
_ "Y/n, honey look at me," he approached you from behind, placing a hesitant hand on your shoulder, and giving you time to respond.
_ "Yes just a second, let me take care of this first," you feigned nonchalance as you struggled to fight your tears back, and it was at that moment the beautifully decorated handmade cake caught his attention, and it finally dawned on him.. all this mess he was shocked to see was due to the effort you put into that treat, but instead of gratitude he showed concern for your kitchen's state.
_ "Y/n, please turn around and talk to me." he moved you gently so you were facing him, though your head hung low in shame.
He was quiet at first, searching his brain for the right words to say, and wiping your burning tears away.
_ "I'm sorry Shouto, I didn't mean to cause this much chaos, I wanted to do something nice for you but ended up ruining it," you beat him to it, speaking your mind before he could get a word out, and he hated himself for it.
He hated that he was too slow to realize the whole situation, he hated that he made you misunderstand his reaction, and he mostly hated that he made you apologize.
He pulled you closer and squeezed you between his arms, kissing the top of your head as he found his voice at last, "you did nothing wrong sweetheart so please don't apologize because I'm the one who should," he took a deep breath before continuing, "I'm sorry for making you feel bad after what you did for me, I was never mad at you I was actually worried, I thought something bad had happened to you while I was away and I simply freaked out."
His hold tightened around you, and his words washed away your anxieties.
You smiled against his chest and said nothing, but he could feel your body relaxing in his arms and that was all he needed to finally heave a sigh of relief, "can you please forgive my foolishness?" he sounded desperate and you wanted to reassure him.
_ "There is nothing to forgive sweetie," you pushed yourself up and cradled his clenched jaw, smoothing the tight muscles under your fingertips, "that's okay, it was only a misunderstanding."
_ "I know but, I made you feel bad." he placed his hands on yours, bringing them to his lips and kissing each and every delicate finger.
You got so lost watching him; eyes gently closed and warm breath fanning over your skin as his kisses moved from one pad to the other, whispering his regrets repeatedly.
_ "I love you Shouto," you had to stop his endless apologies because it was painful watching him on the brink of tears, "I'm really not mad, I am sad though seeing you this way so please show me your smile so we could finally eat this stupid cake."
Your little joke did it, causing a hearty chuckle to leave his throat as his expressions finally softened.
_ "I love you more y/n," he leaned in, placing a gentle peck on your lips and another on your cheek, "let's see what you've made."
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certifiedjaeger · 2 years
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Everybody thinks Shouto is meme illiterate because he's so literal, but memes were the only thing that got him through his shitty childhood. He is the meme king. 🤴Can hold an entire conversation through gifs.
I second this 🫡
I bet he uses memes to express himself quite frequently actually 🤔 now I’m just picturing Shouto taking you out on your first date together and being kind of standoffish/awkward/not very talkative the whole time. But then literally like a minute after he walks you home and says goodbye to you, you get a text from him and it’s just this picture:
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LOL he was probably so nervous the whole time and didn’t know how to act around you but the second he has a moment to collect himself and isn’t being overwhelmed by your presence, he’s doing a full 180 from his previous disinterested self and is sending you the cutest lil memes about how happy he actually is 🥺💕
He probably sends you a text that’s like “That was really nice… Would you want to go on another date with me sometime? 🥺👉👈” like that man wasn’t just ignoring you for two whole hours 😭
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mytaiyakeylover · 11 months
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𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙾𝚁𝙾𝙺𝙸
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𝙾𝙽𝙴-𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂:
╰➤ 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜.
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mimi-does-art · 2 years
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shoto brainrot supremacy 🛐
—reblogs are appreciated x🤍❤
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