Songbird Singing Things Chapter Three Play Me A Melody
Songbird Singing Things — Chapter Three - Play Me A Melody
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It seemed that fate would simply not grace you with a nice outing accompanied by a one Shouto Todoroki. A huge rainstorm had descended upon Musutafu overnight, completely barring any outside activities for at least today, maybe even tomorrow. You sigh with disappointment as you look outside the long windows that belonged to your bedroom, the ivory white curtains pulled back to reveal the downpour. Normally you quite enjoy the rain - its presence like a freshly washed sheet on your bed, bringing a new sense of calmness to the world. But you really wanted this day, just this one day to enjoy the outside world. "No matter how fierce your stare, it won't change the weather's mind, my dear." You heard your fathers words as he entered your bedroom, giving you a knowing smile. The entire Yagi family seemed to accept the fact that you were looking forward to your time with the duke's son, even though you hadn't an inkling as to why those desires made themselves known. "Mother Nature won't make an exception for me?" You joke half-heartedly, turning around to meet your father's gaze. He holds out his arm and you take it gently, allowing him to lead you down the staircase. "I assume Izuku is with Lady Uraraka?" You inquire, a small smile settling on your lips. You catch your father nodding out of your peripheral vision and mentally rejoice for your brother. "Izuku as a fiancé, I never thought the day would come." "Come now, Y/N, don't be mean," Your father insists, turning the both of you now towards the parlor. "I'm not Father, I promise, it's just hard to believe he will be leaving the house so soon." A forlorn expression graces your features as your father takes a seat on one of the plush couches - the one that your mother always used to occupy. He gives you a smile and takes your hand gently. "I know it's bittersweet, but think of the happiness Izuku will experience with his bride-to-be. There's no conceivable reason that we could shield him from such joy." Your father's eloquent words resonated with you, giving you much needed solace when it came to the departure of your sibling. "Would you do me a favor, dear?" He asks, flipping open a book next to him. "Anything, Father," you say, words flowing easily. "Would you play me something?" He asks with a smile, a sparkle seemingly in his eyes. You frown in confusion and tilt your head a bit. "On the pianoforte?" You asked, trying to confirm his wants. He hums in response and pats your hand, letting you go. You make your way over to the little bench that sat in front of the pretty white pianoforte that stood proudly in the corner of the parlor, sheet music already propped up. "Any requests?" You ask as your hands ghost over the keys, feeling the smooth surface. "Wherever your heart takes you." You smile at your fathers words and set your hands above the keys, prepping for the music. It was a piece that was always in your mind - one your mother would play all the time whenever the four of you would all be in the parlor together. As soon as the notes flooded from the pianoforte, you felt yourself get lost in the music. With your eyes closed and your mind set on the melody, you let your fingers fly. Young women of your status are expected to learn how to do several things - needlepoint, painting, conversational skills, but your favorite was always learning how to play the pianoforte. It felt like less of a chore and more of a hobby to you. Memories of your mother sitting next to you on the very bench you were sat on were recalled to the front of your mind. You remember your legs used to dangle off of the mahogany seat, your hands barely reaching the white keys. All too soon they fled back to the depths of your mind, washing away as you played the final notes of the song. You took a deep breath after you finished and smiled. "That was lovely, wouldn't you agree?" Your father said. You rolled your eyes and rearranged the loose sheets of music in front of you. "You will not have me praise myself Father, I couldn't be so-" "It was beautiful." A voice different from your father's drowned your senses and your eyes flicked immediately towards where your father sat, and where you found Shouto Todoroki. "Really, Y/N, you are quite talented." You didn't even try to hide the giddy smile that was spread across your face as you basked in Shouto's compliment. You stood from the bench quickly and ran a hand down your dress to smooth it out. "Thank you, Shouto, you flatter me. Don't mistake me, I'm very glad you're here, but may I ask you why?" Your question seemed to strike him as the red-and-white haired man straightened and his grip on his coat pocket seemed to tighten. "Oh, ah, right," He said, stammering a bit. "Well, because of the rain our outing got canceled, but I still wanted to enjoy the afternoon… with you…" He said. Your stomach seemed to be performing somersaults as you took in his words, reveling in the fact that he was there personally to see you. "I would enjoy that very much Shouto," you assure him, stepping forwards before both him and your father. "May I?" You ask your father. The man simply flips to the next page and suppresses a smile. "As long as you are dropped off at home before 5:00 p.m. - that is when I expect Izuku to be back." He says, granting you permission. You hold back a squeal and give your father an enthusiastic nod. Your eyes glance back to Shouto's when you take in his rainy-day appearance. "Ah, right, let me get my shawl and I'll be right down." You tell him, walking quickly towards the staircase leading upstairs. You break out into a sprint when you're out of his eye-sight and forcefully open the doors to your armoire, your fingers carding through all of your clothing. Finally finding what you were looking for, you pull on the shawl and tie the ribbon in front of you, securing it in place. As a last minute thought, you grab a ribbon of the matching color and tie it nicely around your hair. You give yourself a once-over in the mirror before flying back down the stairs to meet Shouto. You smile at him before taking his arm as he leads you outdoors. It's just customary, this is just what happens when you are accompanied by a man, you remind yourself, the feeling of his soft jacket on your fingers. That's when you realize - your gloves! You had completely forgotten them in your flurry of activity. Shouto seems to recognize your panic and swallows, a light blush apparent on his cheeks. "I-I can go back and get them," you propose, already turning back towards the staircase. "It's fine." He says quickly, giving you a nod. "I'll, uh, just be wary of where my hands are- not that they'd venture anywhere!" Shouto exclaims, looking away from you and instead straight ahead of him, not bearing to embarrass himself any further. You give him a light smile at him and continue your walk outside of the door. To your surprise, no carriage was waiting in front of your home - instead, a simple umbrella was propped up against the side of the house. "Shouto, did you walk here?" You ask, seeing him flick open the umbrella to hold over both of your heads. "I didn't want to bother any footmen - I myself would hate to stand outside in this rain, so I figured they would as well." The walk was silent for the most part, just little comments here and there about things that came into view or were on the front of your minds. "So where are we heading?" You ask, clutching a little bit more tightly onto Shouto's coat, the chill of the downpour finally making itself known to your skin. "My original thought was to visit a quaint little café near my estate, but looking at the weather I fear it might be a bit much." Your heart fluttered at how he was prepared for your outing and could tell that he was sad that both of the plans he had made were unraveling due to the rainstorm. All of a sudden, a loud boom of thunder cracked in the sky, sending a shiver down your spine and a yelp from your mouth. "I, uh, would have to agree the weather is quite ferocious," you confess, laughing slightly at your little outburst. The two of you saw a bolt of lightning flicker across the sky, causing Shouto to walk a little bit faster. "Come, my estate is not that far from here, we can take shelter there until the storm has passed," You were all too happy to go along with him, that a concern of yours almost lay forgotten. "I-I couldn't possibly - it is one thing to be strolling about a public square with you, but entering your home-" "I have a sister - she can serve as a chaperone." Shouto interrupted, reassuring you of worries. You nodded quickly, and along with Shouto, walked briskly to where his estate took up residence. It was absolutely breathtaking - the large oaks that bordered the road were perfectly symmetrical, there were two ponds on either side that were shimmering, and the house. Of course, you were very privileged yourself and could afford many pretty things, but just looking at the Duke of Endeavor's mansion made you feel leagues beneath the man standing next to you. "Let's head inside, we wouldn't want to catch a cold, would we?" "No of course not," you said breathlessly, still taken aback by the size of his home. As soon as the doors were pushed open, four servants were already there, awaiting Shouto's beck and call. "Shoji, please ring the seamstress and ask her to bring up some new clothes for Lady Yagi, she is simply soaked to the bone. Asui, if you would please prepare any accommodations the Lady might need, that would be wonderful. Hagakure, I need you to call for my sister so that she may be present when Lady Yagi is able to greet me again. And Tokoyami?" Shouto hesitated at calling his last servant's name. "Alert my father that we have a guest." All of a sudden, the maid you knew to be Asui escorted you to the left wing of the mansion, urging you to go into one of the rooms. Even if it was just a guest chamber, it was absolutely luxurious. From the four-poster canopy bed to the massive bathroom, you felt as if you had just entered heaven. "I'll prepare a bath for you, ma'am, feel free to undress and pull on that robe laid out for you on the bed," Asui shuffled into the bathroom and began to draw the warm water as you unbuttoned the back of your dress, feeling relieved as the heavy and wet layers were peeled off of your skin. Quickly, you put your arms through the sleeves of the silk robe, reveling in the feeling of the soft fabric kissing your skin. "Alright ma'am, it should be ready," Asui says, stepping out of the bathroom. "Thank you so much Asui, I really appreciate it," you say warmly, lightly touching her shoulder before you step onto the cold tile. You made a beeline straight for the bath and immediately sank your body into the tub, sighing in relief as the warm water washed over you. Just for about ten minutes, then I'll exit and get dressed, you tell yourself, making a mental note. You took care to rub the soap over your skin and inhaled deeply, sensing the scent of ginger and vanilla. "Must be expensive," you mumble, noting how strong the vanilla scent was. "This had to be imported from Madagascar." You shrugged and continued to wash yourself, then drained the water when you finally finished. You pulled the robe back on and stepped into the chamber, finding a dry - and seemingly brand new - dress on the bed. It was utterly gorgeous - the pale yellow color reminding you of spring, the neckline sweet, and the puffs of the sleeves perfect. As you step into it, a small piece of paper falls to the floor. Curious, you pick it up, and blush as you read it. This is Lord Todoroki's favorite color - it seems he has taken a liking to you, so we wanted to make you shine!
- Yu Takeyama, official seamstress of the Todoroki family You grin at the little note and tuck it into the side of your dress, saving it to keep. After snapping the last button into place, you gathered your hair and put it up into a simple updo - a bun with some braids wrapping around it. Finishing it all off with a pale yellow ribbon, you stepped out of the room to find Asui, Hagakure, and a woman a few years older than you. "Ah! You must be Lady Yagi! It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Shouto's older sister Fuyumi," She says warmly, giving you a pleasant smile. Your eyes go wide and you dip into a curtsy. "The pleasure is mine, Your Grace, thank you for allowing me into your home," you say calmly, coming back up to meet her eyes. With a kind smile and a nod of her head, she leads you down one of the many hallways of the estate. The two of you make small talk, commenting on the latest styles of dresses for young women these days, how sudden the storm was, and small anecdotes about the last ball. However, the two of you were interrupted by someone shouting in the room next to you. "-have you completely lost your mind?! Inviting some loose woman into our household?!" A feeling of dread settles into your stomach as you quickly comprehend what, or rather who, was the topic of conversation. You. "Father, I will not have you speak of Lady Yagi that way. She is a friend of mine's sister, and she has become quite a good acquaintance of mine!" Shouto's outburst made you feel a bit uneasy, your arm reaching for Fuymui's next to you. "A good thing she is just that - seeing as you are to be engaged to the daughter of Count Yaoyorozu." Those words caused ice to flood your senses. Mindlessly, you turn around and head straight to the front door of the estate. You heard nothing but your heart beating in your ears - you couldn't hear Shouto's argument that no, he wasn't engaged to Momo Yaoyorozu, the daughter of Count Yaoyorozu. You couldn't even hear Fuyumi pleading you to stay, but most importantly, you couldn't see Shouto burst out of the study that he and his father were yelling in, catching the glimpse of you running out of the door. A/N: Houston, we have a problem… are we approaching a bit of… angst…? Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto bnha shoto shoto todoroki todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader shouto x reader mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x shouto fluff shouto fanfic shouto fic shouto fanfiction shouto todoroki x you todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shoto fanfiction shoto fluff shoto fanfic todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x you todoroki x y/n todoroki fluff todoroki fanfic todoroki See more posts like this on Tumblr #Shoto #Shouto #todoroki shouto #bnha shoto #shoto todoroki #todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #shouto x reader #mha shouto x reader #shouto x y/n #shouto x #shouto fluff #shouto fanfic #shouto fic
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Morning training was the worst, if you asked Shouto Todoroki's opinion. Waking up at the crack of dawn to all gather in Gym Gamma, just to see 1A's homeroom teacher, Mr. Aizawa, all wrapped up in his yellow sleeping bag telling his students to work out for 2 hours was not his idea of a good time. He seriously thought that Mr. Aizawa hasn't accounted for the non-morning people who were both vocal in their woes about waking up at such an ungodly time (Denki Kaminari) and more silent in their discomforts (yeah, Shouto had to admit that he was this kind of person). Shouto's even started to believe that Mr. Aizawa doesn't even change out of his sleepwear before he comes to watch his students lunge, block, and parry, but you didn't hear that from him. And yet, here they all wear, more of his classmates' eyelids drooping than those with bright eyes and everyone's hair resembling the definition of 'bed-head'. It was a bit chilly this morning, so he - and the rest of his classmates - opted for the long-sleeved version of their gym uniforms which only made them all the more sleepy. "Alright, your assignments are on the board over there," Aizawa says, his monotone voice barely loud enough to be heard by everyone as he motions with his eyes towards the corkboard at the front of the room. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shoto todoroki shouto x reader mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x you shouto x bnha shouto mha shouto bnha shoto shoto todoroki x reader shoto torodoki todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shoto x y/n shoto x you shoto x todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x you todoroki x you todoroki x y/n todoroki x shouto todoroki x you shouto todoroki x y/n mha shouto todoroki
Songbird Singing Things — Chapter Three - Play Me A Melody
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It seemed that fate would simply not grace you with a nice outing accompanied by a one Shouto Todoroki. A huge rainstorm had descended upon Musutafu overnight, completely barring any outside activities for at least today, maybe even tomorrow. You sigh with disappointment as you look outside the long windows that belonged to your bedroom, the ivory white curtains pulled back to reveal the downpour. Normally you quite enjoy the rain - its presence like a freshly washed sheet on your bed, bringing a new sense of calmness to the world. But you really wanted this day, just this one day to enjoy the outside world. "No matter how fierce your stare, it won't change the weather's mind, my dear." You heard your fathers words as he entered your bedroom, giving you a knowing smile. The entire Yagi family seemed to accept the fact that you were looking forward to your time with the duke's son, even though you hadn't an inkling as to why those desires made themselves known. "Mother Nature won't make an exception for me?" You joke half-heartedly, turning around to meet your father's gaze. He holds out his arm and you take it gently, allowing him to lead you down the staircase. "I assume Izuku is with Lady Uraraka?" You inquire, a small smile settling on your lips. You catch your father nodding out of your peripheral vision and mentally rejoice for your brother. "Izuku as a fiancé, I never thought the day would come." "Come now, Y/N, don't be mean," Your father insists, turning the both of you now towards the parlor. "I'm not Father, I promise, it's just hard to believe he will be leaving the house so soon." A forlorn expression graces your features as your father takes a seat on one of the plush couches - the one that your mother always used to occupy. He gives you a smile and takes your hand gently. "I know it's bittersweet, but think of the happiness Izuku will experience with his bride-to-be. There's no conceivable reason that we could shield him from such joy." Your father's eloquent words resonated with you, giving you much needed solace when it came to the departure of your sibling. "Would you do me a favor, dear?" He asks, flipping open a book next to him. "Anything, Father," you say, words flowing easily. "Would you play me something?" He asks with a smile, a sparkle seemingly in his eyes. You frown in confusion and tilt your head a bit. "On the pianoforte?" You asked, trying to confirm his wants. He hums in response and pats your hand, letting you go. You make your way over to the little bench that sat in front of the pretty white pianoforte that stood proudly in the corner of the parlor, sheet music already propped up. "Any requests?" You ask as your hands ghost over the keys, feeling the smooth surface. "Wherever your heart takes you." You smile at your fathers words and set your hands above the keys, prepping for the music. It was a piece that was always in your mind - one your mother would play all the time whenever the four of you would all be in the parlor together. As soon as the notes flooded from the pianoforte, you felt yourself get lost in the music. With your eyes closed and your mind set on the melody, you let your fingers fly. Young women of your status are expected to learn how to do several things - needlepoint, painting, conversational skills, but your favorite was always learning how to play the pianoforte. It felt like less of a chore and more of a hobby to you. Memories of your mother sitting next to you on the very bench you were sat on were recalled to the front of your mind. You remember your legs used to dangle off of the mahogany seat, your hands barely reaching the white keys. All too soon they fled back to the depths of your mind, washing away as you played the final notes of the song. You took a deep breath after you finished and smiled. "That was lovely, wouldn't you agree?" Your father said. You rolled your eyes and rearranged the loose sheets of music in front of you. "You will not have me praise myself Father, I couldn't be so-" "It was beautiful." A voice different from your father's drowned your senses and your eyes flicked immediately towards where your father sat, and where you found Shouto Todoroki. "Really, Y/N, you are quite talented." You didn't even try to hide the giddy smile that was spread across your face as you basked in Shouto's compliment. You stood from the bench quickly and ran a hand down your dress to smooth it out. "Thank you, Shouto, you flatter me. Don't mistake me, I'm very glad you're here, but may I ask you why?" Your question seemed to strike him as the red-and-white haired man straightened and his grip on his coat pocket seemed to tighten. "Oh, ah, right," He said, stammering a bit. "Well, because of the rain our outing got canceled, but I still wanted to enjoy the afternoon… with you…" He said. Your stomach seemed to be performing somersaults as you took in his words, reveling in the fact that he was there personally to see you. "I would enjoy that very much Shouto," you assure him, stepping forwards before both him and your father. "May I?" You ask your father. The man simply flips to the next page and suppresses a smile. "As long as you are dropped off at home before 5:00 p.m. - that is when I expect Izuku to be back." He says, granting you permission. You hold back a squeal and give your father an enthusiastic nod. Your eyes glance back to Shouto's when you take in his rainy-day appearance. "Ah, right, let me get my shawl and I'll be right down." You tell him, walking quickly towards the staircase leading upstairs. You break out into a sprint when you're out of his eye-sight and forcefully open the doors to your armoire, your fingers carding through all of your clothing. Finally finding what you were looking for, you pull on the shawl and tie the ribbon in front of you, securing it in place. As a last minute thought, you grab a ribbon of the matching color and tie it nicely around your hair. You give yourself a once-over in the mirror before flying back down the stairs to meet Shouto. You smile at him before taking his arm as he leads you outdoors. It's just customary, this is just what happens when you are accompanied by a man, you remind yourself, the feeling of his soft jacket on your fingers. That's when you realize - your gloves! You had completely forgotten them in your flurry of activity. Shouto seems to recognize your panic and swallows, a light blush apparent on his cheeks. "I-I can go back and get them," you propose, already turning back towards the staircase. "It's fine." He says quickly, giving you a nod. "I'll, uh, just be wary of where my hands are- not that they'd venture anywhere!" Shouto exclaims, looking away from you and instead straight ahead of him, not bearing to embarrass himself any further. You give him a light smile at him and continue your walk outside of the door. To your surprise, no carriage was waiting in front of your home - instead, a simple umbrella was propped up against the side of the house. "Shouto, did you walk here?" You ask, seeing him flick open the umbrella to hold over both of your heads. "I didn't want to bother any footmen - I myself would hate to stand outside in this rain, so I figured they would as well." The walk was silent for the most part, just little comments here and there about things that came into view or were on the front of your minds. "So where are we heading?" You ask, clutching a little bit more tightly onto Shouto's coat, the chill of the downpour finally making itself known to your skin. "My original thought was to visit a quaint little café near my estate, but looking at the weather I fear it might be a bit much." Your heart fluttered at how he was prepared for your outing and could tell that he was sad that both of the plans he had made were unraveling due to the rainstorm. All of a sudden, a loud boom of thunder cracked in the sky, sending a shiver down your spine and a yelp from your mouth. "I, uh, would have to agree the weather is quite ferocious," you confess, laughing slightly at your little outburst. The two of you saw a bolt of lightning flicker across the sky, causing Shouto to walk a little bit faster. "Come, my estate is not that far from here, we can take shelter there until the storm has passed," You were all too happy to go along with him, that a concern of yours almost lay forgotten. "I-I couldn't possibly - it is one thing to be strolling about a public square with you, but entering your home-" "I have a sister - she can serve as a chaperone." Shouto interrupted, reassuring you of worries. You nodded quickly, and along with Shouto, walked briskly to where his estate took up residence. It was absolutely breathtaking - the large oaks that bordered the road were perfectly symmetrical, there were two ponds on either side that were shimmering, and the house. Of course, you were very privileged yourself and could afford many pretty things, but just looking at the Duke of Endeavor's mansion made you feel leagues beneath the man standing next to you. "Let's head inside, we wouldn't want to catch a cold, would we?" "No of course not," you said breathlessly, still taken aback by the size of his home. As soon as the doors were pushed open, four servants were already there, awaiting Shouto's beck and call. "Shoji, please ring the seamstress and ask her to bring up some new clothes for Lady Yagi, she is simply soaked to the bone. Asui, if you would please prepare any accommodations the Lady might need, that would be wonderful. Hagakure, I need you to call for my sister so that she may be present when Lady Yagi is able to greet me again. And Tokoyami?" Shouto hesitated at calling his last servant's name. "Alert my father that we have a guest." All of a sudden, the maid you knew to be Asui escorted you to the left wing of the mansion, urging you to go into one of the rooms. Even if it was just a guest chamber, it was absolutely luxurious. From the four-poster canopy bed to the massive bathroom, you felt as if you had just entered heaven. "I'll prepare a bath for you, ma'am, feel free to undress and pull on that robe laid out for you on the bed," Asui shuffled into the bathroom and began to draw the warm water as you unbuttoned the back of your dress, feeling relieved as the heavy and wet layers were peeled off of your skin. Quickly, you put your arms through the sleeves of the silk robe, reveling in the feeling of the soft fabric kissing your skin. "Alright ma'am, it should be ready," Asui says, stepping out of the bathroom. "Thank you so much Asui, I really appreciate it," you say warmly, lightly touching her shoulder before you step onto the cold tile. You made a beeline straight for the bath and immediately sank your body into the tub, sighing in relief as the warm water washed over you. Just for about ten minutes, then I'll exit and get dressed, you tell yourself, making a mental note. You took care to rub the soap over your skin and inhaled deeply, sensing the scent of ginger and vanilla. "Must be expensive," you mumble, noting how strong the vanilla scent was. "This had to be imported from Madagascar." You shrugged and continued to wash yourself, then drained the water when you finally finished. You pulled the robe back on and stepped into the chamber, finding a dry - and seemingly brand new - dress on the bed. It was utterly gorgeous - the pale yellow color reminding you of spring, the neckline sweet, and the puffs of the sleeves perfect. As you step into it, a small piece of paper falls to the floor. Curious, you pick it up, and blush as you read it. This is Lord Todoroki's favorite color - it seems he has taken a liking to you, so we wanted to make you shine!
- Yu Takeyama, official seamstress of the Todoroki family You grin at the little note and tuck it into the side of your dress, saving it to keep. After snapping the last button into place, you gathered your hair and put it up into a simple updo - a bun with some braids wrapping around it. Finishing it all off with a pale yellow ribbon, you stepped out of the room to find Asui, Hagakure, and a woman a few years older than you. "Ah! You must be Lady Yagi! It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Shouto's older sister Fuyumi," She says warmly, giving you a pleasant smile. Your eyes go wide and you dip into a curtsy. "The pleasure is mine, Your Grace, thank you for allowing me into your home," you say calmly, coming back up to meet her eyes. With a kind smile and a nod of her head, she leads you down one of the many hallways of the estate. The two of you make small talk, commenting on the latest styles of dresses for young women these days, how sudden the storm was, and small anecdotes about the last ball. However, the two of you were interrupted by someone shouting in the room next to you. "-have you completely lost your mind?! Inviting some loose woman into our household?!" A feeling of dread settles into your stomach as you quickly comprehend what, or rather who, was the topic of conversation. You. "Father, I will not have you speak of Lady Yagi that way. She is a friend of mine's sister, and she has become quite a good acquaintance of mine!" Shouto's outburst made you feel a bit uneasy, your arm reaching for Fuymui's next to you. "A good thing she is just that - seeing as you are to be engaged to the daughter of Count Yaoyorozu." Those words caused ice to flood your senses. Mindlessly, you turn around and head straight to the front door of the estate. You heard nothing but your heart beating in your ears - you couldn't hear Shouto's argument that no, he wasn't engaged to Momo Yaoyorozu, the daughter of Count Yaoyorozu. You couldn't even hear Fuyumi pleading you to stay, but most importantly, you couldn't see Shouto burst out of the study that he and his father were yelling in, catching the glimpse of you running out of the door. A/N: Houston, we have a problem… are we approaching a bit of… angst…? Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto bnha shoto shoto todoroki todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader shouto x reader mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x shouto fluff shouto fanfic shouto fic shouto fanfiction shouto todoroki x you todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shoto fanfiction shoto fluff shoto fanfic todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x you todoroki x y/n todoroki fluff todoroki fanfic todoroki See more posts like this on Tumblr #Shoto #Shouto #todoroki shouto #bnha shoto #shoto todoroki #todoroki x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #shouto x reader #mha shouto x reader #shouto x y/n #shouto x #shouto fluff #shouto fanfic #shouto fic
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Treacherous - Shoto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi sophisticated-spring ❀ Back to Navigation ❀ DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi Event Masterlist - MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: Angst, Fluff Requested by: Anonymous (hey hey hey!!! first of all i just wanna say that i love your works!!! andd pleaseeee take care!! dontttt overwork!!! that's like not legal in the cool people community 😤😤😤! stay hydrated!! and like!!! yesss!!! andd i wannnaaa ask for something for the songg fic thing butt i also want u to not overwork urself!! sooo like dont overwork yourself please 🥺🥺🥺btw the prompt was treacherous by taylor swift (but like it's not treacherous in the end cuz im a sucker for happy endings!!! also hurt/comforrt pleaseeee??? but like it's not the reader getting comforted cuz i want my Probably touch starved boi to get some lovee?!!)with like shoto todoroki??? (heh irdk how to do this im gonna go-)takee care by the wayyy!!!!with regards that one weird anon that was too scared to come here without being anon) A/N: Heyo, sorry for the long months of silence, just finalizing school stuff! I finally got this done but omg over the course of writing this so much stuff has happened ahhhh. Multiple holidays, getting into college, and finishing my 1st semester of senior year. LOL sorry it's taken this long - thank you so much for being so patient when writing this!!! I also really love this song, so hope you guys like it!!! Word Count: 1.4K This whole relationship demanded a trepidatious touch - something similar to a hold that you would use with a butterfly. Careful, slow, smart. Don't go out in public together. The press will get pictures, spin a story, and ensnare the both of you like unlucky flies in a spider's web. Wrapping you up in their silk cocoon, the two of you would be made a spectacle. Never talk about each other. Even the slightest comment could tip someone off and cause a flurry of invasive reaches into your private life. Most importantly, though, never tell anyone about your relationship. Mothers, fathers, siblings, friends. No one could know because, really, how reliable could they be? This whole thing was confusing. Frustrating. "Grab your hair by the roots and rip it out of your head" worthy. Watching what you say, controlling what you did, and deliberately lying to your friends and family was such an awful, awful thing to do. But when it's you and Shoto alone in his apartment, curled up on his way too expensive couch or throwing flour at each other in the kitchen, it is pure bliss. Shoto liked to call it his safe haven - an undisturbed peace that he would fight for to keep it just so. Both of you knew that if the media got wind of the relationship, one where two high-ranking pros were romantically involved, neither of you would hear the end of it. While it might not affect Shoto as he was sitting at the number three spot, as a lower, albeit still high, ranking hero, criticism would weave its way into everything you did. It was no secret to pros that there was extreme sexism that snuck its way into interviews or news stories, and the possibility of all of your work being chalked up to dating another successful pro was off the table. You made it to where you were because of your own grit and strength, and no one could pry that from your grasp. Television companies, however, they sure can. Okumaya devam et shoto todoroki bnha shoto shoto todoroki x reader shoto torodoki mha shoto todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shoto x shoto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki Todoroki Shōto todoroki headcanons bnha shoto todoroki todoroki x reader todoroki x you todoroki x reader fluff shouto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x you shouto todoroki x you shouto todoroki x y/n todoroki x y/n todoroki x todoroki fic todoroki fluff todoroki fanfic todoroki fanfiction todorokiLove Bug - Shoto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi bloodiikawaii ❀ Back to Navigation ❀ - ❀ Candy Heart Club Masterlist ❀ DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi Welcome to the fifth of seven works of the Candy Heart Club! Fifth up is Shoto Todoroki with the candy heart saying "Love Bug". Let me know if you'd like to be added to the event taglist, and as always, the event masterlist is linked right above! Stay sweet and happy February! Prompt: Shoto Todoroki is all cool and collected until you come into the picture. Now his stomach flips when you give him a smile and he feels his cheeks flush when you give him a high five after training. It's official - he's got the bug. A/N: And here's the fifth! I had a ton of writing this one - it's funny and fluffy and Shoto being an unintentional comedian. Aight it's really late now and I should probs get to bed but yay so happy this one is done and posted! I hope y'all enjoy Word Count: 1.4K Shoto Todoroki's stomach hurt. Well, maybe hurt was not the correct word to use, but it didn't feel right. "Churning" was too severe a word, Shoto thought. When someone said "churning" it would just make him think of some 1800s person laboriously churning butter. So, obviously, that wasn't what he was feeling. Having the butterflies made it seem like something a bit more insignificant. Shoto's had the butterflies on many occasions. When he visited his mom for the first time since he was eight years old and when Kaminari had teased him about his friendship with you - those were times when calling that feeling "butterflies" was appropriate. What he was feeling was much, much weirder. Maybe he had some sort of illness, perhaps a stomach flu of somesort. That had to be the answer, because it felt like his organs were currently performing backflips and somersaults as he tried to pay attention to the conversation you and him were having in the Heights Alliance library. Okumaya devam et shoto todoroki shoto todoroki x reader shoto x reader bnha shoto todoroki shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shoto x shoto fanfiction shoto fluff shoto fanfic shoto fic shoto todoroki shouto bnha shouto shouto todoroki shouto x reader shouto x reader fluff shouto x you shouto x reader angst shouto x y/n shouto x shouto fluff shouto fanfiction shouto fanfic shouto fic shouto Todoroki Shōto mha todoroki shouto todoroki x readerAt My Worst - Shoto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi ang3l-dxll ❀ Back to Navigation ❀ DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi Event Masterlist - MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: Angst, Comfort, Happy Ending Requested by: Anonymous (HELLO HELLO ur writing is absolutely lovely and i heard ur having an event!! so if you don't mind, may i please request shouto with the song "at my worst" by Pink Sweats ft. Kehlani? and if possible can the fic pls be hurt/comfort cause i'm such a sucker for those soft comforting moments 🥺🥺 but anyway thank you for ur time and for doing this event! i hope you have a lovely day!!) A/N: So this took a hot minute. Hahaha… haha… ha… WELP anyways, here it is! I am almost done with my college applications, so I will hopefully be able to write more. To everyone who still has a request, I am so sorry it has taken me SO long to write it. I see them, I have them marked down, I will write them. Finding time between work, school, and sports is hard, but I love everyone here too much <3. WHICH brings me to my next lil thing - thank you guys so much for 700!!! I cannot believe my lil blog has gone this far, and I'm so happy that you all have seen my work and found something you like - it truly brings me such incredible joy. So, without further ado, here is At My Worst!!! And yeah - it's a bit of a longer one :) Word Count: 2.4KShoto knew you were talking since it was clearly evident with the way your mouth was moving as you motioned with your hands in an accompanying manner, something he always found rather cute about you. But damn, he just couldn't hear what you were saying as he fumbled around with the little box tucked away in his suit pocket.
It was almost burning a hole through the navy cashmere. He willed himself to stop, begged to whatever power to stop visibly sweating, but his forehead was shining more than usual and his hands were as clammy as he ever felt them to be. To be clear, he wasn't worried if you would say yes. He knew for a fact you would - the both of you had discussions about where the both of you would be 10 years in the future, and it always included the both of you being together for the whole time. What he was worried about was if he deserved you, if he deserved your love. Okumaya devam et shoto todoroki bnha shoto shoto todoroki x reader shoto torodoki shoto x y/n shoto todoroki shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x reader shoto x todoroki shouto shouto todoroki bnha shouto shouto fluff shouto x y/n shouto x reader shouto x reader angst shouto x reader fluff shouto x Shouto Todoroki Shōto todoroki fluff todoroki shouto todoroki x reader todoroki x reader fluff todoroki x you todoroki x reader shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction shouto fic
Traditions - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi cherriielle DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHIDAY THREE OF 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS - 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS MASTERLIST - MAIN MASTERLIST What were you supposed to get the boy who could have anything he wanted? That was the question that had been plaguing your mind for the entirety of November and now December. Shouto Todoroki, your loving and caring boyfriend, was the hardest person you had ever shopped for in your life. Even Momo was easier to shop for - she actually really liked homemade baked goods since when she's training she has to eat a ton of processed stuff. You were currently at the mall, picking up things for the rest of your friends with Shouto, while also trying to scope out what interests him in certain stores. Okumaya devam et Shouto Shoto shoto todoroki todoroki shouto bnha shoto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader bnha todoroki mha todoroki todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shouto x reader shouto todoroki x you mha mha fluff mha shouto x reader mha shouto todoroki mha shoto todoroki fluff todoroki imagine shouto fluff shoto fluff bnha x reader bnha shoto todoroki bnha fanfiction bnha imagines luluwiie asked: Soooow... If reqs are open.. Can I request ? 😶 Well, my birthday is in 4 days and.. hum.. 👉👈 I was wondering if I could have a Drabble / Scenario about non-dating yet but crushing Shoto / Tamaki / Shinso or even Kacchan (just pick your fav or most inspiring one) x Reader.. on Reader's birthday ? It would be a great gift to me.. If you can and want to write about it of course ! Thank you so much in advance, and have a great day ! Love your works ❤❤ a/n: HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I’m so sorry that it took me so long to write and post this but I hope it is in time for your trip around the sun anniversary!?????????? I also took some inspiration from the ending scene in Sixteen Candles (INCREDIBLE MOVIE BTW)
Wishes - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi itsclowreedsfault DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI MASTERLIST It was as if today had vanished from everyone’s memories. Your classmates passed by you and gave you nods and quick waves, but that was about it. Now, you weren’t selfish, in fact, your peers regarded you as a highly giving and kind person. Today, however, felt like a smack in the face when no one wished you a ‘happy birthday’. You thought they were joking at first - like they were planning a surprise party and they agreed to pretend to forget, but you were able to scratch that thought when the sun started to go down and no one had mentioned anything. Okumaya devam et Shouto todoroki shouto shouto x reader shouto todoroki x you shouto todoroki x reader mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x Shoto shoto todoroki bnha shoto todoroki shoto x reader shoto todoroki x reader shoto x you mha shoto mha imagines mha mha fluff mha fanfiction mha todoroki mha shouto todoroki mha shouto bnha x reader bnha shoto todoroki bnha x y/n bnha x fluff birthdayCold - Shoto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi learnforoneself❀ Back to Navigation ❀DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei HorikoshiEvent Masterlist - MHA Masterlist - Main MasterlistWARNINGS: Little Bit Of Angst, Minor SwearingRequested by: @voilawind(Hi! I love what you have planned for your event and I love your taste in music! 🦑 still… I'd like to make a request with my own favourite song if possible? The song is called 'Cold' by James Blunt ft. Léa Paci. It's the half English, half French version but there's an only English version if you prefer! I see this song going well with my favourite character, Shoto! No pressure, if you'd rather go with a song in your list I would love 'Photograph' by Ed Sheeran. I'm feeling like going with something fluffy with my favourite song and my favourite character, but you can write whatever you want depending on how the song makes you feel! Please and thank you!Have a great day/night! 🦐)A/N: "AS YOU CAN SEE, I AM NOT DEAD!" (Black Panter, 2018). Hi! Yes! I'm so sorry I've been off of here for literally so long. I'm currently a high school senior and college applications and classes, as well as my mental health heehee, are taking first place in my priorities. I will try my best to be more present and put out more writings regarding all of my requests - don't worry, I see all of you requesting fics for both this event and in general! - but just know, if I hop off of here for a one week or two week span, I am not leaving! The college essays I am writing are vital to me and the studies I hope to pursue in the future, so I will not hesitate to put those first. School is a necessity, writing is - unfortunately - just a hobby of mine. Anyways, now that we're done with that, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST @voilawind !!! I hope you enojy!Word Count: 1.5KTemperature regulation was one of the first things involving his quirk that Shoto mastered. Whether it was 95 degrees out and sweltering or a brisk 20 degrees on a cold Winter's day, the red-and-white haired boy knew how to use his quirk to alter his body's heat. It started off slow, like all training did, but it got to the point where he was so used to adjusting it that it was similar to flicking on a light switch. During the Winter months he never got cold and on hot, summer days, he never even broke a sweat while walking through the school's hallways. While it was to the chagrin of most of his classmates, there was one exception - you. Never once did you find it unfair or extremely privileged that he was able to use his quirk in such a way. Since he trained it to be used as such, he should be able to use it. And, it also helped that you were dating and was able to use him as your own personal ice pack or heating pad whenever you wanted. Even when you slept over at either his or your dorms, which was every night at this point, sleep kissed the both of you so easily as you felt so insanely comfortable under the duvets. Okumaya devam et shoto fanfic shoto x reader todoroki shoto x reader mha shoto shoto todoroki x reader bnha shoto shoto torodoki bnha shoto todoroki shoto todoroki shoto x y/n shoto x shoto x you shoto fic shoto fanfiction shoto headcanons shoto fluff shoto angst shouto headcanons shouto angst shouto todoroki x reader shouto fanfic shouto todoroki todoroki shouto shouto x reader bnha shouto shouto imagines mha shouto shouto fluff shouto x you mha shouto x reader
Ice Skating - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi cherriielleDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI DAY SIX OF 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS - 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS MASTERLIST - MAIN MASTERLIST A/N: This is my favorite that I've written so far, also I don't know a ton about ice skating so there might be some inconsistencies with the sport irl <3 Maybe a class 1A trip to the local ice skating rink wasn't the best idea but it certainly wasn't a boring one. With each student bundled up and topped off with hats, earmuffs, and insulated headbands, you were all seated and tugging on your skates. Two benches away from yours, you already see trouble stirring. "Oi, dunce face, watch your waddling!" Bakugou exclaimed, standing up. In the process he wobbles slightly, but is stabilized by grabbing onto Kirishima's arm. Okumaya devam et todoroki shouto Shoto Shouto shoto todoroki bnha shoto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader mha todoroki todoroki shoto x reader mha shoto shoto x reader shouto x reader shouto todoroki x you mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n todoroki shōto shoto todoroki x you todoroki x reader fluff todoroki x you shouto fluff mha fluff mha imagines mha fanfiction mha shouto todoroki bnha x reader bnha shoto todoroki bnha fanfiction bnha todoroki todoroki fluffYou and Your Everything - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi unfamiliarworld DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: Your parents being the absolute worst, a few minor curse words, a lil angsty Requested by Anonymous: HI i love your writing and i saw that your requests were open? i was wondering if you could do like a shoto x reader but instead y/ns parents are like the opposite of shoto and endeavor? like for an example how shoto wants nothing to do with his dad and and all y/n wants to do is please her parents or make them happy since they never pay attention to her like that? both house holds are still toxic but i feel like thatd be an interesting dynamic A/N: This was so interesting and cool to write! Obviously, the subject matter was much angstier and sadder than a lot of the stuff I have written, but I found writing this, like, entire paragraph of dialogue of Shouto (you’ll know it when you see it) to be so entirely incredible. I just kept on writing. Thank you so much for this awesome rec! Word Count: 1.8K “You’ve reached the voicemail of Kana Y/L/N. Please leave a message. BEEP” “Hi Mom, it’s me again. Just calling to remind you that third years are allowed to reserve a box for their parents in the Sports Festival arena! I saved one for you and Dad in the front row, which are the best seats in the whole place. The Festival takes place tomorrow, as I told you guys about three months ago so you could put it on your calendars. I’m, uh, looking forward to seeing you again! Love you, bye!” Pressing the red circle that represented an “end call” button, you heaved a sigh and looked through your recent calls. Nine recent calls that your mother had missed within the last three days. Ten that your father had. They’re just busy, you tell yourself, trying to ease your mind. They’re just busy right now, but they had said that they’d come. They’ll come. Your thoughts had consumed you to such a point you didn’t even register the little nudges to your side. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shoto todoroki bnha shoto shoto torodoki shoto todoroki x reader shoto fluff mha shoto shoto x todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shouto x reader shouto x you mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x todoroki todoroki x reader fluff shouto todoroki x reader todoroki x you todoroki x reader todoroki fanfic todoroki fic todoroki fluff shouto fanfic shouto fluffCan t Take My Eyes off You - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi welovewaves DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: Katsuki Bakugou swearing (I mean, come on. It's Bakugou) A/N: WOW IT'S BEEN A WHILE HAHAHA…HAHA…HA. ANYWAYS I'm back! School is officially done and summer break has begun (YAY!) and my sports season has finished (it went really well!). So, for my first one back in a while, I present a not super thought out Todoroki one-shot cause he's my comfort character and I love him okay, so Todoroki it is! I'll be working to finish my multi-chapter fic within the next month hopefully, and fielding any requests you all send in for me to complete! If you would like, see my request rules HERE! Hope you all enjoy! Word Count: 1KMorning training was the worst, if you asked Shouto Todoroki's opinion. Waking up at the crack of dawn to all gather in Gym Gamma, just to see 1A's homeroom teacher, Mr. Aizawa, all wrapped up in his yellow sleeping bag telling his students to work out for 2 hours was not his idea of a good time. He seriously thought that Mr. Aizawa hasn't accounted for the non-morning people who were both vocal in their woes about waking up at such an ungodly time (Denki Kaminari) and more silent in their discomforts (yeah, Shouto had to admit that he was this kind of person). Shouto's even started to believe that Mr. Aizawa doesn't even change out of his sleepwear before he comes to watch his students lunge, block, and parry, but you didn't hear that from him. And yet, here they all wear, more of his classmates' eyelids drooping than those with bright eyes and everyone's hair resembling the definition of 'bed-head'. It was a bit chilly this morning, so he - and the rest of his classmates - opted for the long-sleeved version of their gym uniforms which only made them all the more sleepy. "Alright, your assignments are on the board over there," Aizawa says, his monotone voice barely loud enough to be heard by everyone as he motions with his eyes towards the corkboard at the front of the room. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shoto todoroki shouto x reader mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x you shouto x bnha shouto mha shouto bnha shoto shoto todoroki x reader shoto torodoki todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shoto x y/n shoto x you shoto x todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x you todoroki x you todoroki x y/n todoroki x shouto todoroki x you shouto todoroki x y/n mha shouto todoroki