Songbird Singing Things Girls Day Shoto Todoroki DISCLAIMER I do not
Songbird Singing Things — Girls Day - Shoto Todoroki DISCLAIMER I do not
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI
I should really be going to bed rn but instead I had an idea while listening to some music and got really in my feels SO HERE IT IS <3 Warnings: Angst ending in fluff
You could see it in the way that he carried himself. Shouto was nowhere near who he used to be when you first started dating. You missed the stolen glances the two of you shared, the red that took up residence on his cheeks whenever you came into the room, and the subtle touch he gave your hand which indicated that he wanted to hold it in his. You remembered when he would do anything in his power to get home to your shared apartment so that you could have dinner together and maybe watch a movie. Now when he got home, if he came home at all, it would be way past dinner and bordering on the next day. You used to stay up for him, waiting to put his meal you had prepared in the microwave so it could be warm by the time you helped him put away his coat and work bag when he came home from the agency. At first, you believed that it would only be a couple days of this, but those days turned into weeks, and those weeks turned into 3 months. You stopped staying up almost 3 days ago.
Currently, you were on the phone with your mother who was begging you for more details on your two year relationship. "I know you know this, but your father proposed to me after two years of dating, about as long as you and your boyfriend have been dating," she said, making you swallow a lump that was lodged in your throat. "You're right Mom, I do know this. You tell me every chance you get," you say in a joking voice with your voice as blank as a slate. You loved your mother, you really did. However, recently, she felt the need to hint at a proposal that you knew was not coming soon, if at all. For the duration, the two of you had never talked about marriage or if you thought about wanting to get married. "I'm just saying, you would look beautiful in a white dress with a bouquet of daisies walking down the aisle. Where is Shouto? I haven't been able to reach him in a while, can you put him on the phone for me?" At her words, you rub your eyes with your right hand and will yourself not to cry. You've already cried enough these past two weeks. "U-um," you begin, your voice wavering, "he's n-not home. Probably won't be for a while." "…Honey, is something the matter?" She asks, concern laced in her voice. It's the soft comfort in her voice that makes you break. You sob into the phone, letting your tears run down your face. "M-mom I'm so scared," you say, crying through your words. "I-I don't think he loves me anymore." You feel your body shake from your weeping, now holding onto the edge of the kitchen counter for support. "Oh, Y/N…" your mother says, her voice quiet. "He hasn't come home for days and when he does come home, I feel like we're strangers. I haven't been able to talk to him and see what's actually going in his life in so long that now our conversations are one of us commenting on the weather. THE WEATHER!" You scream into the phone as you walk over to your couch and collapse onto it. Your mother stays quiet as you vent, and boy, do you vent. On how Shouto's given you the excuse of 'work' when you know for a fact that your friend Ochaco's husband, Midoriya, worked at the same level that Shouto did and he came home at 7:30 sharp every night, and she lived ten minutes farther away from the agency than you did. How he hasn't made an effort to try and take you on a date in months. How he's stopped doing anything to make you feel like you were in a relationship. "Y/N, you know what you have to do." Your mother says, her voice serious. "If you're implying that I should break up with him-" "No honey. You need to talk to him, and not about the weather. You need to tell him what you just told me and how much his actions have been hurting you. And, if he doesn't see the fault in his actions, that's when I would let him go. If anything happens, you can always have your old room back. I miss your cooking anyways, I feel like the house has downgraded from a 5-star restaurant to a 2-star one ever since you moved out." This earned her a light laugh from you as you began to wipe the salty tears from your cheeks and take a deep breath. "Thank you Mom," you say. "I'm always here for you Y/N, you know that. I'll always be in your corner," she says. You say goodbye and exit from your phone app to open up messages. You send Shouto a simple and concise message. Y/N: I would really appreciate it if you could get home a little earlier tonight. We need to talk. What shocked you was that almost immediately after, you saw the three dots pop up on the opposite side of the screen. Shouto: Okay. Something up? You were definitely not going to be starting this conversation over text. Absolutely not. Y/N: We'll talk when you get home. The three dots didn't pop up again, so instead, you decided to make dinner. You prepared a simple yet fail-safe comfort dinner for yourself, (favorite meal). Just as you finished fixing a plate for yourself and covered the rest in foil, you heard the faint jingle of keys outside of the apartment door. Your eyes dart up and your heart begins to beat wildly. Not in months has he been home early enough to have dinner with you - you thought you would've had more time to prepare what you were going to say to him. The door swings open to reveal Shouto with his work bag slung around his shoulder, hero costume stuffed in it. That detail stood out to you - never has Shouto not folded it carefully in order to prevent wrinkles. He dropped his bag near the front door and slid off his shoes. When he met your eyes, you stopped chewing instantly. The two of you stayed in your positions, perfectly still, until you slowly got up and grabbed an extra plate, putting a good portion of the meal you made onto it, and set it across from your spot at the dining room table. As you were sitting back down, Shouto walked towards you slowly, warily. It was like he was trying not to spook you. Like if he made any abrupt movements, you would jump up out of your chair and run for the hills. In his hand, you noticed, he held a daisy, which he placed on the table. Daisies always used to be a thing between the two of you. On your first date, he had taken you on a picnic in a meadow surrounded by the white dainty flowers. Daisies meant that you loved the other person. Taking a forkful of the food and placing it into his mouth, you could see him relax a bit. He always had a soft spot for your cooking, no matter what he felt like. The silence was overwhelming as the two of you ate, so Shouto decided to clear his throat. "It's been a long time since we had dinner together, huh." He says. This simple sentence, just those 11 words, set you off. You slam your fork onto the table making Shouto jump a bit in his chair. "Yes, Shoto, it has been. It's been 3 months and 5 days since we last shared a meal together." You say, venom leaking from your voice. Shouto instantly knew what this 'talk' you wanted to have was about. Just as he was about to open his mouth to respond, you cut him off. "No," you simply say, "let me speak first. I could forgive the first couple of weeks when you came home late or said you had to stay over at the agency, but good god, what has been consuming all of your time that has made you spend more hours there than you have at home? I know for a fact that Midoriya works in the same department and has the same title and responsibilities that he has, but he's home at 7:30 on the dot every night to see his wife and have dinner with her." You snarl. "You haven't been visiting home, I've called Natsuo and Fuyumi to ask if you were there and they said no. You haven't been visiting your mother because the nurse makes sure to send an alert to our computer system for security reasons. So what, what has consumed your life in such a way that you don't want to spend your time with me anymore?" As much as you tried, you couldn't help it. You feel the moisture on your cheeks before you can comprehend that you're crying. Shouto's face falls, his heart breaking as he can see yours has been crumbled for a long time. "Y/N… I'm so sorry," he says, his gaze never faltering from yours. He takes a deep breath and stands from his seat, making his way over to yours and kneeling in front of you. "I…," he choked out. You always knew that putting his feelings into words has never been one of Shouto's strong suits, so you granted him the time to slowly get his thoughts together. "I freaked out." He said simply. "W-what?" You said, confused. "I know we've been together for a long time, and I know that you're looking for someone to settle down with and I freaked out because I didn't think that I was a person who could do that." You close your eyes and exhale. "I've been staying out late because I've been going to counseling, and I couldn't let it get in the way of work. I wanted to help myself so that I could make the both of us happy and partake in an equal and loving relationship. I know I should've told you, but I… I just couldn't get myself to spit it out." You slid from the chair to your knees so you could be on the same level as Shouto was. Shouto rustled around in his jacket pocket and what was in his hands made your eyes widen. It was a small velvet box which left little to imagine what was inside. Before he could say another word, you put a hand on top of it to prevent him from opening it. This caused panic to flash in his eyes as they darted up to look into yours. "Shouto… I love you. You know that I love you, but are you sure?" You make sure to squeeze his hand. "I need you to be completely sure before you do this, because I am, and I can't imagine myself with anyone else." "Yes." He says, instantly. You smile and lean your forehead against his. What confuses him is when you grab the box and nestle it back into his coat pocket. "This is not me saying no. I just think we need to get back into our old groove before this happens. We both know that we want to reach that milestone, but we need to run there first, okay?" You ask. Shouto exhales and reaches his hand up to cup your cheek. "Okay. You share a kiss and let yourselves cry and hold the other. Shouto's strong arms now move to tighten around your waist, which sends you over the moon. He hadn't done that in a long time. "Let's go to bed, yeah? I don't want you to be late tomorrow." You whisper, sniffling. "No. I'll shoot Midoriya a text telling him that I'm not gonna be in tomorrow. I want to make up for lost time." Elated, more tears trail down your cheek, but these were happy ones. Letting Shouto pick you up, he carried you with such care to your soft bed and helped you get changed into pajamas. He taps your shoulders to get you to hold your arms straight up so that he can slide the blouse you wore to work today off of you. You unclip the pinchy bra you wore yourself and slid down the flowy pants you wore until they pooled around your feet. Shouto handed you one of his shirts, the one you've always had a soft spot for. It was now ragged with holes and falling apart at the seams, but the softness of the material enveloped you as he helped your arms through the sleeves. When you poked your head through the top of the shirt, Shouto gently gathered your hair and pulled it out of the shirt, laying it down your back. He himself then got changed and climbed into bed next to you. The two of you were like magnets with opposite poles, immediately being attracted to the other's side. You lay your head on his chest and you feel his chin find its place on top of your head. You finally felt peaceful. Felt loved. And, more importantly, felt Shouto at your side. "I love you," he breathes. The air he exhales tickles your neck which only makes you nestle into him more. "And I love you," You murmur. "We're going to get married one day, okay?" He says, brushing a hand over your hair and playing with the ends of it. "Okay." You smile, a smile gracing your face as you drift off. Shouto's heart didn't slow to its normal pace until hours later. He was proud of himself. He finally admitted to himself that he was ready to enter a relationship where he knew that both of you felt the same way. For the entire time the two of you dated, he knew that he loved you, but he was terrified that one day, a switch would go off and his parents' relationship would become yours. But now, with you in his arms agreeing to marry him one day, although he hadn't yet formally proposed, guided him into a blissful sleep. 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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
The eerie silence that had settled throughout the hospital did nothing but worry you more. When people talked, that meant they had news. Good or bad, conversation led to knowledge, and furthermore, plans to take action. The fact that no one dared to utter a word meant that no one knew what exactly happened in Jaku City. You couldn't blame them, though. You yourself couldn't quite put what you had just gone through into words. There was so much destruction, so much terror. With one flick of a hand or a single snap, buildings, homes, even people were simply… gone. Luckily, your injuries were not severe. Well, not as severe as others. There were burns that criss crossed across your arms and back from your encounters with multiple different villains, scraps and cuts that were dotted along your legs, and one tiny little break in your left wrist. Some of your classmates, though, were not as lucky. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shouto x reader shouto x you mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x 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 todoroki x you shoto todoroki x reader todoroki x y/n todoroki x shouto todoroki x you shouto todoroki x y/n shoto todoroki shoto todoroki x you shouto fluff shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction shouto fic shouto angst
The comforting smell of gingerbread swirled through the air as you took the baking pan out of the oven. Resting on parchment paper were the most perfect cookies you had ever made - all of them correct in size and baked to the correct point. A satisfied hum leaves your mouth as you place the pan on the stove top and begin to take out various decorating materials. You were always well prepared for this - in the dorm pantry was an entire section of sprinkles, candies, and icing that was used exclusively by you and Sato. Just as you were organizing the decorations by color, quiet footsteps made their way towards you. You turned around to face them and a grin spread across your face. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shoto todoroki bnha shoto shouto x reader shouto todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x you shouto x y/n shouto x you mha shouto shouto fluff shouto fic shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader todoroki shoto x reader todo todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x you todoroki x todoroki x you todoroki x y/n todoroki fluff todoroki fanfic todoroki fic todoroki fanfiction mha fluff mha
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Songbird Singing Things — Girls Day - Shoto Todoroki DISCLAIMER I do not
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hi welcome to chili’sGirls Day - Shoto Todoroki
Gönderi sahibi neo-nectarDISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi Work for you this week was grueling to say the least. Your agency had assigned you to lead a coalition of heroes to take down a group of villains holding hostages, which for you was no problem. What was a problem, however, was the fact that some of the heroes in your group got sloppy which led to some of the hostages getting injured. Thankfully none of the injuries led to fatalities, but a couple came pretty close. This stuck you working in your office for four days straight writing up paperwork and detailing exactly how everything happened. You knew you had no fault in this, and so did your superiors, but you were technically responsible for those who did make mistakes. After you finally finished dotting the last i and crossing the last t, you scanned and faxed the documents over to your higher ups, stuffed any necessary paperwork that involved other agendas into your work bag, and finally, finally, turned off your laptop. You took a deep breath and ran a hand through your hair, but stopped halfway when you got a call on your cell. You see your good friend, Ochaco Uraraka, soon to be Ochaco Midoriya, is the contact listed as calling. "Hey Ochaco, what's up?" You asked, fatigue clear in your voice. "Hey Y/N! Nothing much, I was just wondering if you were free tomorrow! I was thinking of having a girls day - you, me, Momo, Tsu, Mina, Jirou, and Hagakure! You in?" Relishing in the idea of a relaxing day off, a smile spreads across your face. "Hell yeah I'm in. Where are we all meeting?" You say as you simultaneously begin to shut off the lights in your office. "Well, those new outlet malls just opened up, I was thinking of heading there! There's sure to be a lot of cute things, maybe you could get something for a date night with Todoroki!" You blushed lightly as she mentioned your boyfriend's name and rolled your eyes. "Yeah, well, we both have to have time off for a date night to happen in the first place. You know both of us well enough to know that we're workaholics." You joke. It was true to an extent, though. Both you and Shoto were busy people whose work schedules, more often than not, didn't line up. The two of you made it clear to each other when the relationship started that you couldn't really get mad at eachother for occasionally canceling dates or having dinner late. The life of a hero was tough and erratic - you couldn't really count on when a villain was going to strike. "If Shoto Todoroki sees you wanting to have a date night, he's going to make it happen. Add a fancy outfit to that? Girl, you're set." You laugh at Ochaco's statement and lock your door, making your way to the elevator. You give parting smiles to the people still working at the desks on the main floor and a quiet wave to your receptionist. You continue to chat with Ochaco about fun ideas for the day tomorrow like where to eat, if you were going to get your nails done, and maybe heading to the brand new spa. "Oh, that just sounds like heaven. I've been dying to get a massage - I've been stuck at my desk for the past few days and my shoulders are absolutely killing me." You open the big glass doors that belong to your agency, finally making your way outside to where a certain red-and-white haired man stood waiting with a bouquet of (your favorite flower). Your face immediately softens and you give him a giddy smile. "Hey, I'm gonna have to call you back. I can't wait for tomorrow!" You and Ochaco say goodbye and you hang up. "Who was that?" Shoto asked, an eyebrow raised. "Ochaco," you respond as you stuff your phone into your coat pocket, "the girls and I are going out for a girls day tomorrow." you announce happily, leaning into Shoto to give him a quick kiss. You trade your bag for the flowers, at his insistence, and take his free hand in yours. "That'll be nice - you deserve a nice day out." Shoto says, rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand. You hum in response and smell the flowers, sighing at its aroma. "What about you? Do you have to go in tomorrow?" "Yeah, but it's a short day for me," he says, "just finalizing some recruitments for internships." You smile at his words. "It's so great that you're doing that Sho," you say, "I remember how happy I was when I got to go intern for Hawks. I probably didn't stop smiling for weeks." Shoto chuckles at that. "Yeah I remember. You were practically buzzing with excitement." Recollection of another memory crosses his mind which makes him laugh harder. "What?" You say, grinning. "I remember you calling me and telling me how Tokoyami basically had to shut you up because Hawks was too nice to tell you to stop talking when you were on a mission." At this point he was cackling. You laugh with him and swat him with the flowers causing some petals to fall away. "Ugh that was so embarrassing," you say, watching Shoto wipe a tear that had escaped as he was laughing, "the hue of my face was practically identical to your red hair. The drive back to your shared apartment was full of laughter and more memories from your time at UA. When Shoto finally confessed, when your relationship became official, and all the silly moments in between. You finally arrive home and the two of you decide to have leftovers for dinner and watch a movie on the couch. You were so perfectly happy at this moment. You and your boyfriend, unwinding at the end of the day. The fact that you were so comfortable with living with each other now that you could be slouched on your couch, eating leftovers right out of the tupperware, and watching a stupid rom com on T.V. . Finally it was time to go to bed. Your eyes were already shut by the time Shoto finished washing up and you feel the dip in the mattress beside you. It was quiet as you were wrapped in his arms. Well, quiet until Shoto nudged your shoulder with his chin. "Take my credit card when you go out tomorrow." He says quietly, pressing a kiss against the back of your neck. "Shoto Todoroki, I will do no such thing." You mumble, eyes still closed. "Please?" He asks quietly, making you melt a little, "I want tomorrow to be completely relaxing. I know you credit yourself as a smart shopper, but I want you to just spend whatever you want on anything you want." He says as he nuzzles you. "Sho, I make almost as much as you - I can go shopping with my own card." You respond. However, his next few words make you agree rather quickly to using his. "The one I'm giving you is tied to my father's bank account." "…Okay deal." By the time you wake up the following morning, Shoto is already gone. You stretch your arms and back and groan. You push the stray hair in front of your face behind your ear and see a little note next to a danish and a silver credit card. "Breakfast for you, my love. Have a great day. Also, I booked a reservation at that fancy restaurant in town that you like for 7:30 p.m. . Go crazy with the card, my father won't even notice. Love, your Shoto." Your heart always flutters when he writes you letters and signs them with "your Shoto". It's a sweet affirmation that you have his heart. You nibble on the danish as you scroll through messages on your phone, the most recent ones from Ochaco and the girls. Mina: We're meeting at the outlets at 11:00 a.m. right? Ochaco: Yup! Get excited! You eventually roll out of bed and stroll into your closet, looking at the array of clothes hanging up. You decide on a casual yet chic outfit and get dressed. You grab the coffee waiting for you on the counter in the kitchen, yet another gift from shoto, stuff Endeavor's credit card into your purse, and make your way to the outlets by taxi. When you finally get there, you see that the whole group is there. You thank and pay the driver quickly and rush out to meet up with your friends. "Y/N!" they all say, giving you a big hug. "Hey guys! Wow, it's so great to see all of you here together - I can't remember the last time we all met up!" You say, grinning. As a group you all make your way into the mall, stopping by some high end boutiques and designer stores. "How's the fiance?" You ask Ochaco, wiggling your eyebrows. She gives you a smile as she looks through some of the skirts hanging on the rack next to her. "Oh, Izuku's great. Couldn't be more excited about the wedding, if I'm honest." She says giggling. The two of you talk about the wedding planning and everything for a bit, listening to Ochaco gush about how involved Izuku is with the process. "What about you Y/N? Any wedding bells in your future?" Mina says, popping into the conversation. You blush and try to make yourself look busy by inspecting the hem on a shirt very carefully. "Oh, I don't know. Don't get me wrong, Shoto and I are going super well right now, it's just that the both of us are so busy. I always thought that we would get married but I don't really know about how he feels about it." The girls quirk their eyebrows at this, confused as to how the two of you hadn't had a conversation about that yet. Quickly, you clear everything up. "I just don't want him to think of his parents' predicament - I mean that was his first view on marriage, and I know that he knows that that's not how marriage works, but I feel like it might be a touchy subject." The girls nod and give you reassuring smiles. "Oh Y/N, you have got to try the dress on. I mean, it's made for you." You hear Momo say. You follow her gaze to a mannequin and couldn't even try to hold back the gasp that left your mouth. It truly was beautiful. The dress was navy in color and was clearly made of an expensive material. The sleeves, which were long sleeves, were also sheer and dotted with small pearls. On the mannequin as well were matching shoes and a bag. You just couldn't keep your eyes off of it. It was so expensive, in fact, that you had to ask the store manager directly to go into the back and grab you your size so that you could try it on. You had to say, when you put that dress on, you felt like a million bucks. Momo was right, it really was made for you. Sliding the curtain back so that the rest of the girls could see, you didn't even try to hide your smile as you saw the girls' reactions. "Y/N L/N, if you weren't already taken I would pounce on you myself." Mina says, making you laugh. You get similar compliments from the rest of the girls, making you smile, and taking the dress and the accessories up to the register. The woman there kindly wraps the dress, shoes, and bag carefully in tissue paper and places the three items into a pretty shopping bag. You had fun during the rest of the day, eating lunch, getting a mani-pedi, and a massage, but you couldn't contain your excitement at the thought of wearing that dress to yours and Shoto's dinner date that evening. After your busy day of shopping, you immediately run home to shower. You had about an hour to wash your hair and body, making sure to shave your legs so that you looked totally put together that evening. You manage to do your hair in your favorite formal style, slip on your dress and shoes, and swing the small matching bag over your shoulder. You put on a tiny bit of make-up, just a light coat of mascara and a sheer layer of lip gloss. You look at yourself in the mirror and almost explode. You even had to admit it to yourself. You. Looked. HOT. You finally make your way to the restaurant and ask the hostess at the front to direct you to your table. She led you to where Shoto was sitting, looking at the menu. As soon as he registers people coming towards him, he looks up but almost chokes. Seeing you in that dress almost made his eyes pop out of his head. He couldn't even form a coherent thought as he mindlessly thanked the hostess and watched you sit down across from him. Smirking, you gently wave a hand in front of his face. "Earth to Shoto! Is someone in there?" You said, giggling softly. The only thing Shoto could say was something that he had been thinking about for the past two years non-stop. With no filter and no reason to stop himself, he made that thought known. "You wanna get married?" todoroki shoto x reader todoroki x y/n todoroki x reader shoto shoto x reader mha x y/n mha imagines mha x reader mha shoto todoroki mha fluff bnha x reader bnha x y/n bnha shoto todoroki fluff shoto fluff todoroki fluff todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x reader See more posts like this on Tumblr #mha #todoroki shoto x reader #todoroki x y/n #todoroki x reader #shoto #shoto x reader #mha x y/n #mha imagines #mha x reader #shoto todoroki #mha fluff #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #bnha shoto todoroki #fluffŞunları da beğenebilirsin
Daisies - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi unfamiliarworldDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI
I should really be going to bed rn but instead I had an idea while listening to some music and got really in my feels SO HERE IT IS <3 Warnings: Angst ending in fluff
You could see it in the way that he carried himself. Shouto was nowhere near who he used to be when you first started dating. You missed the stolen glances the two of you shared, the red that took up residence on his cheeks whenever you came into the room, and the subtle touch he gave your hand which indicated that he wanted to hold it in his. You remembered when he would do anything in his power to get home to your shared apartment so that you could have dinner together and maybe watch a movie. Now when he got home, if he came home at all, it would be way past dinner and bordering on the next day. You used to stay up for him, waiting to put his meal you had prepared in the microwave so it could be warm by the time you helped him put away his coat and work bag when he came home from the agency. At first, you believed that it would only be a couple days of this, but those days turned into weeks, and those weeks turned into 3 months. You stopped staying up almost 3 days ago.
Currently, you were on the phone with your mother who was begging you for more details on your two year relationship. "I know you know this, but your father proposed to me after two years of dating, about as long as you and your boyfriend have been dating," she said, making you swallow a lump that was lodged in your throat. "You're right Mom, I do know this. You tell me every chance you get," you say in a joking voice with your voice as blank as a slate. You loved your mother, you really did. However, recently, she felt the need to hint at a proposal that you knew was not coming soon, if at all. For the duration, the two of you had never talked about marriage or if you thought about wanting to get married. "I'm just saying, you would look beautiful in a white dress with a bouquet of daisies walking down the aisle. Where is Shouto? I haven't been able to reach him in a while, can you put him on the phone for me?" At her words, you rub your eyes with your right hand and will yourself not to cry. You've already cried enough these past two weeks. "U-um," you begin, your voice wavering, "he's n-not home. Probably won't be for a while." "…Honey, is something the matter?" She asks, concern laced in her voice. It's the soft comfort in her voice that makes you break. You sob into the phone, letting your tears run down your face. "M-mom I'm so scared," you say, crying through your words. "I-I don't think he loves me anymore." You feel your body shake from your weeping, now holding onto the edge of the kitchen counter for support. "Oh, Y/N…" your mother says, her voice quiet. "He hasn't come home for days and when he does come home, I feel like we're strangers. I haven't been able to talk to him and see what's actually going in his life in so long that now our conversations are one of us commenting on the weather. THE WEATHER!" You scream into the phone as you walk over to your couch and collapse onto it. Your mother stays quiet as you vent, and boy, do you vent. On how Shouto's given you the excuse of 'work' when you know for a fact that your friend Ochaco's husband, Midoriya, worked at the same level that Shouto did and he came home at 7:30 sharp every night, and she lived ten minutes farther away from the agency than you did. How he hasn't made an effort to try and take you on a date in months. How he's stopped doing anything to make you feel like you were in a relationship. "Y/N, you know what you have to do." Your mother says, her voice serious. "If you're implying that I should break up with him-" "No honey. You need to talk to him, and not about the weather. You need to tell him what you just told me and how much his actions have been hurting you. And, if he doesn't see the fault in his actions, that's when I would let him go. If anything happens, you can always have your old room back. I miss your cooking anyways, I feel like the house has downgraded from a 5-star restaurant to a 2-star one ever since you moved out." This earned her a light laugh from you as you began to wipe the salty tears from your cheeks and take a deep breath. "Thank you Mom," you say. "I'm always here for you Y/N, you know that. I'll always be in your corner," she says. You say goodbye and exit from your phone app to open up messages. You send Shouto a simple and concise message. Y/N: I would really appreciate it if you could get home a little earlier tonight. We need to talk. What shocked you was that almost immediately after, you saw the three dots pop up on the opposite side of the screen. Shouto: Okay. Something up? You were definitely not going to be starting this conversation over text. Absolutely not. Y/N: We'll talk when you get home. The three dots didn't pop up again, so instead, you decided to make dinner. You prepared a simple yet fail-safe comfort dinner for yourself, (favorite meal). Just as you finished fixing a plate for yourself and covered the rest in foil, you heard the faint jingle of keys outside of the apartment door. Your eyes dart up and your heart begins to beat wildly. Not in months has he been home early enough to have dinner with you - you thought you would've had more time to prepare what you were going to say to him. The door swings open to reveal Shouto with his work bag slung around his shoulder, hero costume stuffed in it. That detail stood out to you - never has Shouto not folded it carefully in order to prevent wrinkles. He dropped his bag near the front door and slid off his shoes. When he met your eyes, you stopped chewing instantly. The two of you stayed in your positions, perfectly still, until you slowly got up and grabbed an extra plate, putting a good portion of the meal you made onto it, and set it across from your spot at the dining room table. As you were sitting back down, Shouto walked towards you slowly, warily. It was like he was trying not to spook you. Like if he made any abrupt movements, you would jump up out of your chair and run for the hills. In his hand, you noticed, he held a daisy, which he placed on the table. Daisies always used to be a thing between the two of you. On your first date, he had taken you on a picnic in a meadow surrounded by the white dainty flowers. Daisies meant that you loved the other person. Taking a forkful of the food and placing it into his mouth, you could see him relax a bit. He always had a soft spot for your cooking, no matter what he felt like. The silence was overwhelming as the two of you ate, so Shouto decided to clear his throat. "It's been a long time since we had dinner together, huh." He says. This simple sentence, just those 11 words, set you off. You slam your fork onto the table making Shouto jump a bit in his chair. "Yes, Shoto, it has been. It's been 3 months and 5 days since we last shared a meal together." You say, venom leaking from your voice. Shouto instantly knew what this 'talk' you wanted to have was about. Just as he was about to open his mouth to respond, you cut him off. "No," you simply say, "let me speak first. I could forgive the first couple of weeks when you came home late or said you had to stay over at the agency, but good god, what has been consuming all of your time that has made you spend more hours there than you have at home? I know for a fact that Midoriya works in the same department and has the same title and responsibilities that he has, but he's home at 7:30 on the dot every night to see his wife and have dinner with her." You snarl. "You haven't been visiting home, I've called Natsuo and Fuyumi to ask if you were there and they said no. You haven't been visiting your mother because the nurse makes sure to send an alert to our computer system for security reasons. So what, what has consumed your life in such a way that you don't want to spend your time with me anymore?" As much as you tried, you couldn't help it. You feel the moisture on your cheeks before you can comprehend that you're crying. Shouto's face falls, his heart breaking as he can see yours has been crumbled for a long time. "Y/N… I'm so sorry," he says, his gaze never faltering from yours. He takes a deep breath and stands from his seat, making his way over to yours and kneeling in front of you. "I…," he choked out. You always knew that putting his feelings into words has never been one of Shouto's strong suits, so you granted him the time to slowly get his thoughts together. "I freaked out." He said simply. "W-what?" You said, confused. "I know we've been together for a long time, and I know that you're looking for someone to settle down with and I freaked out because I didn't think that I was a person who could do that." You close your eyes and exhale. "I've been staying out late because I've been going to counseling, and I couldn't let it get in the way of work. I wanted to help myself so that I could make the both of us happy and partake in an equal and loving relationship. I know I should've told you, but I… I just couldn't get myself to spit it out." You slid from the chair to your knees so you could be on the same level as Shouto was. Shouto rustled around in his jacket pocket and what was in his hands made your eyes widen. It was a small velvet box which left little to imagine what was inside. Before he could say another word, you put a hand on top of it to prevent him from opening it. This caused panic to flash in his eyes as they darted up to look into yours. "Shouto… I love you. You know that I love you, but are you sure?" You make sure to squeeze his hand. "I need you to be completely sure before you do this, because I am, and I can't imagine myself with anyone else." "Yes." He says, instantly. You smile and lean your forehead against his. What confuses him is when you grab the box and nestle it back into his coat pocket. "This is not me saying no. I just think we need to get back into our old groove before this happens. We both know that we want to reach that milestone, but we need to run there first, okay?" You ask. Shouto exhales and reaches his hand up to cup your cheek. "Okay. You share a kiss and let yourselves cry and hold the other. Shouto's strong arms now move to tighten around your waist, which sends you over the moon. He hadn't done that in a long time. "Let's go to bed, yeah? I don't want you to be late tomorrow." You whisper, sniffling. "No. I'll shoot Midoriya a text telling him that I'm not gonna be in tomorrow. I want to make up for lost time." Elated, more tears trail down your cheek, but these were happy ones. Letting Shouto pick you up, he carried you with such care to your soft bed and helped you get changed into pajamas. He taps your shoulders to get you to hold your arms straight up so that he can slide the blouse you wore to work today off of you. You unclip the pinchy bra you wore yourself and slid down the flowy pants you wore until they pooled around your feet. Shouto handed you one of his shirts, the one you've always had a soft spot for. It was now ragged with holes and falling apart at the seams, but the softness of the material enveloped you as he helped your arms through the sleeves. When you poked your head through the top of the shirt, Shouto gently gathered your hair and pulled it out of the shirt, laying it down your back. He himself then got changed and climbed into bed next to you. The two of you were like magnets with opposite poles, immediately being attracted to the other's side. You lay your head on his chest and you feel his chin find its place on top of your head. You finally felt peaceful. Felt loved. And, more importantly, felt Shouto at your side. "I love you," he breathes. The air he exhales tickles your neck which only makes you nestle into him more. "And I love you," You murmur. "We're going to get married one day, okay?" He says, brushing a hand over your hair and playing with the ends of it. "Okay." You smile, a smile gracing your face as you drift off. Shouto's heart didn't slow to its normal pace until hours later. He was proud of himself. He finally admitted to himself that he was ready to enter a relationship where he knew that both of you felt the same way. For the entire time the two of you dated, he knew that he loved you, but he was terrified that one day, a switch would go off and his parents' relationship would become yours. But now, with you in his arms agreeing to marry him one day, although he hadn't yet formally proposed, guided him into a blissful sleep. Dreamworld decided to be nice to him, because all he could picture in his mind as he slumbered away were images of you, rings, and daisies todoroki shouto shouto shouto x reader shoto x reader todoroki shoto x reader shoto todoroki bnha shoto todoroki bnha shoto shoto todoroki x y/n todoroki x reader todoroki angst shouto todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x you shoto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x you angst mha x y/n mha imagines mha x reader mha mha shoto angst ending with fluff
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 todorokiWould You Be So Kind - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi lofianimevibe ❀ Back to Navigation ❀ DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi Event Masterlist - MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: None! Requested by: @merina-chan and Anonymous (First time joining something like this, so hey~♡ May I request song 25 with Todoroki Shoto? Thanks. Take care Author-sama! - Hi! May I request Shouto Todoroki with song 25 please? Thank you!) A/N: This is the first fic of the event! Yay! This song and character pairing was so cute, that TWO people actually requested them together! Well, I hope you enjoy! Word Count: 1.1K It was finally spring in Musutafu, and the warm, breezy air left you feeling so peaceful. Your windows were open and there was a pile of homework in front of you, but the questions on the exercises that Mr. Aizawa had assigned were not the ones you wanted answered. You turned in your swivel chair to spot your best friend, Shouto Todoroki, sprawled out across your blue carpet, reading a book. It was cute, seeing him like this. His hair was a little messy from the static that his clothes and the carpet had created - some red pieces invading the white hair's territory and vice versa. His head was being propped up with his hand, which was currently squishing his cheek, creating a funny expression as he silently reacted to what was happening on the pages of his book. This sight of him was so normal now that you wouldn't think twice about it, but it took a while for the both of you to get to such a good place in your friendship. If you had to compare the experience of becoming friends with Shouto to anything, it would be like taming a wild animal. You had to show advances, very slowly yet deliberately, in order to gain his trust. But, over time, he began to warm up to you. It started off with little comments that would help you out, no matter how blunt or sometimes embarrassing they were. You remember him, one day, pointing out that you still had a bunch of crumbs leftover on your face. Your face had heated and the wobbly smile that you produced in order to laugh it off had been a little forced, but it was progress nonetheless on the friendship front. Nowadays, he will gladly come over to help you brush out a particularly stubborn knot in your hair or to talk about the recent update in the manga you were both reading. But you soon started to realize that this beautiful friendship you had with the two-toned boy wasn't enough. Your heart wanted more. Okumaya devam et todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shouto x y/n shouto x reader shouto x you mha shouto x reader shouto x bnha shouto mha shouto Shouto todoroki shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shoto x reader shoto x todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader todoroki x reader fluff todoroki x you shouto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki Todoroki Shōto todoroki x y/n todoroki headcanons todoroki shouto fic shouto fanfiction shouto fluff shouto fanfic shoto fanfictionLetters to Santa - Shouto Todoroki x Reader ft Eri
Gönderi sahibi tecochetDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI DAY NINE OF 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS - 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS MASTERLIST - MAIN MASTERLIST "Y/N, what do I write?" A small voice asked paired with a gentle tug to your skirt. You look down to find a confused Eri, a puzzled expression plastered on her face. You give her a warm smile and settle down next to her at the table she was seated at. Mr. Aizawa had something come up on a whim so he dropped the girl off with you at the dorms, entrusting you with the responsibility of taking care of her. Since it was the holiday season, you decided that making Christmas cards was a fun idea that Eri could take part in. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shoto todoroki bnha shoto todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader mha mha imagines mha fluff mha fanfiction mha shouto x reader mha shouto todoroki mha shoto mha todoroki todoroki imagine todoroki shoto x reader todoroki x y/n shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x you shouto fluff shouto fic shoto fluff shoto fanfiction shoto fic todoroki fluff todoroki fanfic todoroki ficAnime Masterlist
Gönderi sahibi xiusafira You are now reading The Local Plant Encyclopedia! Here you will find our local flora, trees, and succulents that are featured in the Botanical Gardens! Please, do take a nice stroll through each of our sections!Valentine s Bouquet ~ Candy Hearts Club Event
Singing Flowers ~ Sing To Me Event
All About Flowers ~ My Hero Academia
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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
Love Soothes Burns - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi kuzuyamiDISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: Manga Spoilers! (War Arc and a bit of the aftermath), mentions of hospitals and injury, a lil angst, happy ending! A/N: Like the warning said, there are manga spoilers in this! Honestly, they're pretty minor looking at what the War Arc included overall, but I'm putting the warning for spoilers there anyway because it technically counts! Hope you all like this! Word Count: 1.5KThe eerie silence that had settled throughout the hospital did nothing but worry you more. When people talked, that meant they had news. Good or bad, conversation led to knowledge, and furthermore, plans to take action. The fact that no one dared to utter a word meant that no one knew what exactly happened in Jaku City. You couldn't blame them, though. You yourself couldn't quite put what you had just gone through into words. There was so much destruction, so much terror. With one flick of a hand or a single snap, buildings, homes, even people were simply… gone. Luckily, your injuries were not severe. Well, not as severe as others. There were burns that criss crossed across your arms and back from your encounters with multiple different villains, scraps and cuts that were dotted along your legs, and one tiny little break in your left wrist. Some of your classmates, though, were not as lucky. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shouto x reader shouto x you mha shouto x reader shouto x y/n shouto x 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 todoroki x you shoto todoroki x reader todoroki x y/n todoroki x shouto todoroki x you shouto todoroki x y/n shoto todoroki shoto todoroki x you shouto fluff shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction shouto fic shouto angst
Navy Velvet - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi oishi-des DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist A/N: Hi guys - I’m back! So, fun fact, yesterday was my birthday so I decided to write this little number. Have to admit, it’s very fluffy and self serving because GOD DAMMIT I LOVE FLUFFY SHOUTO so this was my birthday present to myself. I hope all of you have been happy and healthy, and I’m so excited to be back! Warnings: None! Word Count: 1.1K You’re already swimming in a lake of tissue and wrapping paper when Shouto hands you a little box, wrapped with shimmering paper. “Shouto, another one?” You ask, a slight tease to your tone to go along with the surprise you felt. The red-and-white haired boy gave a tiny shrug as his face blushed. “Is… is that okay? I thought boyfriends are supposed to get their girlfriends a present on their birthday.” His voice is soft like velvet as the little present sits in his hands. Yeah, a present. Looking around you, you spot all of the little trinkets that Shouto had bought for you for today. A really nice water bottle - and a really expensive one - that you had been eyeing was sitting at your side as well as a pair of brand new running shoes were sitting in their opened box. On the coffee table were a box of dusty pink roses, a polar bear stuffed animal, the newest book in the series that you adore that hasn’t even been officially published, and a bag of your favorite candy. Shouto watches as you glance around at all of the things he had bought you and he sucked in a breath. “Do you not like them? I’m really sorry, I should’ve known - we’ve been dating for almost a year now. I saved the receipts just in case, so-” “No, I love them!” You exclaim, clasping your hands around his. His widened eyes returned to their normal state as you reassured him. “I just didn’t expect this many, that’s all.” You said with a laugh, plucking the little gift from his hand. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shoto todoroki shouto x bnha shouto shouto x reader mha shouto x reader shouto x you shouto x y/n todoroki bnha todoroki todoroki shoto x reader mha todoroki todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x reader todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x reader todoroki x you todoroki x y/n bnha shoto shoto x reader shoto x shoto x you shoto x y/n mha shoto shouto fic shouto fanfic shouto fluffGingerbread Cookies - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi makethiscanonDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI DAY EIGHTEEN OF 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS - 25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS MASTERLIST - MAIN MASTERLISTThe comforting smell of gingerbread swirled through the air as you took the baking pan out of the oven. Resting on parchment paper were the most perfect cookies you had ever made - all of them correct in size and baked to the correct point. A satisfied hum leaves your mouth as you place the pan on the stove top and begin to take out various decorating materials. You were always well prepared for this - in the dorm pantry was an entire section of sprinkles, candies, and icing that was used exclusively by you and Sato. Just as you were organizing the decorations by color, quiet footsteps made their way towards you. You turned around to face them and a grin spread across your face. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shoto todoroki bnha shoto shouto x reader shouto todoroki x reader shouto todoroki x you shouto x y/n shouto x you mha shouto shouto fluff shouto fic shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction todoroki x reader shoto todoroki x reader todoroki shoto x reader todo todoroki x reader fluff shoto todoroki x you todoroki x todoroki x you todoroki x y/n todoroki fluff todoroki fanfic todoroki fic todoroki fanfiction mha fluff mha
Heart Eyes
Gönderi sahibi commxnderwolffe ❀ Back to Navigation ❀ ❀ Top Gun Masterlist ❀ Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x F!Reader WARNINGS: Just Fluff <3 Summary: For his whole life, Rooster has had one special, defining feature - his heart eyes. Full of such love and adoration for so many things, he's been told and teased countless times by his mother and friends for them. So when you, the niece of Penny Benjamin, walk into a garden party where he and his top gun buddies have been invited to with a smile on your face and the sweetest personality to boot? How can he help it - he just has heart eyes for you. A/N: Idkkkk I had this idea and kinda loved it. Now, 2.8K words later, it's all written and done! As always, I appreciate comments, constructive criticism, and support, so let me know what you think! Requests are open <3. Enjoy!!!! It had been a part of Bradley for as long as he could remember. Other kids had defining characteristics to them – dimples on their cheeks, a buck-toothed grin, maybe even the cutest button nose to date. But Bradley, oh little Bradley, he has heart eyes. With so much love in his heart, his big, brown doe eyes would fill with so much compassion and adoration for things that he couldn't keep it in him. He wore his heart on his sleeve and his love in his eyes.His mother always used to tell him that he had them whenever his babysitter, Audrey, would watch him for the night. She was a high schooler who lived close by, always willing to lend a helping hand to Mrs. Bradshaw and her son. Bradley saw her as the prettiest girl alive – long hair, a kind grin, and always happy to let him talk to her about his new action figures. "Oh honey, you've got heart eyes." Is what she would always say, grabbing his chin gently and giving him a nose kiss. He'd blush and duck his head away, trying to hide the fact that he was utterly infatuated with his babysitter. "No I don't," Bradley would protest, "She's just nice, that's all." Sensing her son's embarrassment, she'd switch topics quickly and let him show her how he organized his model planes. But anyone could see the way his eyes transformed when his babysitter would walk through the door and give him a big hug. Okumaya devam et bradley x reader bradley bradshaw x reader bradley bradshaw bradley x y/n bradley x you bradley x bradley bradshaw x female reader bradley bradshaw x y/n bradley bradshaw x you bradley bradshaw x bradley fic bradley fluff bradley fanfiction bradley fanfic Bradley Bradshaw fanfic bradley bradshaw imagine bradley bradshaw fluff bradley bradshaw fic bradley bradshaw fanfiction rooster x reader rooster x f!reader rooster x y/n rooster x you rooster x rooster fluff rooster bradshaw imagine bradley rooster bradshaw rooster fanfic rooster fanfiction top gun maverick x reader Bunu uygulamada gör. Daha fazla sonuç göster