Songbird Singing Things CHARACTER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WRITING REFERENCE
Songbird Singing Things — CHARACTER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WRITING REFERENCE
her eyes went round
her eyelids drooped
his eyes narrowed
his eyes lit up
his eyes darted
he squinted
she blinked
her eyes twinkled
his eyes gleamed
her eyes sparkled
his eyes flashed
his eyes glinted
his eyes burned with…
her eyes blazed with…
her eyes sparked with…
her eyes flickered with…
_____ glowed in his eyes
the corners of his eyes crinkled
she rolled her eyes
he looked heavenward
she glanced up to the ceiling
she winked
tears filled her eyes
his eyes welled up
her eyes swam with tears
his eyes flooded with tears
her eyes were wet
his eyes glistened
tears shimmered in her eyes
tears shone in his eyes
her eyes were glossy
he was fighting back tears
tears ran down her cheeks
his eyes closed
she squeezed her eyes shut
he shut his eyes
his lashes fluttered
she batted her lashes
his brows knitted
her forehead creased
his forehead furrowed
her forehead puckered
a line appeared between her brows
his brows drew together
her brows snapped together
his eyebrows rose
she raised a brow
he lifted an eyebrow
his eyebrows waggled
she gave him a once-over
he sized her up
her eyes bored into him
she took in the sight of…
he glared
she peered
he gazed
she glanced
he stared
she scrutinized
he studied
she gaped
he observed
she surveyed
he gawked
he leered
his pupils (were) dilated
her pupils were huge
his pupils flared
his nose wrinkled
she sneered
his nostrils flared
she stuck her nose in the air
he sniffed
she sniffled
he smirked
she grinned
he simpered
she beamed
her mouth curved into a smile
the corners of his mouth turned up
the corner of her mouth quirked up
a corner of his mouth lifted
his mouth twitched
he gave a half-smile
she gave a lopsided grin
his mouth twisted
he plastered a smile on his face
she forced a smile
he faked a smile
her smile faded
his smile slipped
he pursed his lips
she pouted
his mouth snapped shut
her mouth set in a hard line
he pressed his lips together
she bit her lip
he drew his lower lip between his teeth
she nibbled on her bottom lip
he chewed on his bottom lip
his jaw set
her jaw clenched
his jaw tightened
a muscle in her jaw twitched
he ground his jaw
he snarled/his lips drew back in a snarl
her mouth fell open
his jaw dropped
her jaw went slack
he gritted his teeth
she gnashed her teeth
her lower lip trembled
his lower lip quivered
he blanched
she went white
the color drained out of his face
his face reddened
her cheeks turned pink
his face flushed
she blushed
he turned red
she turned scarlet
he turned crimson
a flush crept up her face
she scrunched up her face
he grimaced
she winced
she gave him a dirty look
he frowned
she scowled
he glowered
her whole face lit up
she brightened
his face went blank
her face contorted
his face twisted
her expression closed up
his expression dulled
her expression hardened
she went poker-faced
a vein popped out in his neck
awe transformed his face
fear crossed her face
sadness clouded his features
terror overtook his face
recognition dawned on her face
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You shrunk further and further into the uncomfortable dining room chair you were seated in. You wanted to collapse in on yourself, wishing you had a turtle's shell to hide yourself in. Anything, to get out of the situation you were in now. You've heard Shouto yell before. In training, in battle, in excitement - though, it was rare - but never had you heard him snarl in anger. But sitting next to him, seeing his face contort in utter rage directed towards his father, you felt scared. "What do you mean I can't date her?! Are you delusional?!" Shouto shouts, his palms pressed hard and flatly atop the wooden dining table, singe marks and frost starting to erupt from their respective hands. Endeavor stood, his figure alone so intimidating as he loomed over both you and Shouto. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shouto x reader shouto x y/n mha shouto x reader shouto x you shouto x bnha shouto shouto headcanons shouto fluff shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction shouto fic shouto angst shoto todoroki bnha shoto shoto torodoki shoto todoroki x reader shoto x reader todoroki shoto x reader shoto x y/n shoto x you shoto fluff shoto fanfiction shoto fanfic shoto fic shoto angst shoto x
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
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO HARUICHI FURUDATE
You didn't really understand why people hated the rain… you found it rather beautiful. Maybe it had something to do with age. No longer were you anxiously waiting to go and play outside with the kids of the neighborhood - now you were studying for your final exams, holding a job at the local bakery, and on top of that, being manager of the boys volleyball team. Being a 3rd year has been, to put it bluntly, kicking your ass. You never really meant to make your schedule this busy, all of the opportunities just kind of fell in your lap as the years went by.
The first was as the Karasuno boys volleyball team manager. You had loved volleyball for most of your life, but never expressed the want or need to actually play the sport. You were far more interested in looking at the subtle movements between the players on the court and how in tune they all were with each other. That's what led you to becoming friends with a brown-haired boy when you were about twelve years old. You saw him playing volleyball with some other boys in your grade at the middle school court. You had to stay behind at the middle school since you were in charge of planning out your year's graduation party. After writing down where most of your grade was going for high school, you were exhausted. But, curious as ever, you poked your head out and watched the boys, bump, set, and spike the ball. The brown haired boy, however, caught your attention. The grin on his face was kind of mesmerizing and the way he moved with such intent and purpose to receive the ball was incredible to you. It was almost as if- "Hey! Do you want to play?" The boy's voice startled you, causing you to drop the big binder that you were holding. Embarrassed, you managed to hoist the heavy thing back into your arms. You shook your head, "U-uh, sorry! I was just watching, I don't play. I can go now!" The brown haired boy couldn't believe how fast you were talking, so he jogged right up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder. It was a little weird, considering that you were about two inches taller than him, but he was smiling nonetheless. "Well, why don't you sit down on the bench then? It's a lot closer to the action!" He said. You blinked, speechless for a few seconds, and then returned a small smile. "Okay, as long as I'm not bothering you guys." You said. The brown haired boy shook his head. "You're anything but a bother! It's like we're playing for an audience now. I'm Daichi Sawamura, by the way." "Y/N L/N," You said, smiling. From that day on, you and Daichi had begun a friendship that grew stronger through each experience you went through. First it was revealing to each other that you both had chosen to attend Karasuno High. The wide smiles on each of your faces were considered blinding to anyone who could see them, except to each other. Then, it was your decision to become manager of the boys volleyball when Daichi had made the team. The moment you walked into the gym as the boys started to warm up, you knew that you belonged there. The smiles from the boys in your year greeted you warmly. Asahi Azumane, Kōshi Sugawara, Daichi Sawamura, and you had formed quite the friend group ever since that day. Next was your job at the local bakery. As a second year, you wanted to earn your own money. The times that weren't taken up by your managerial position or your avid studying, you and your friends would go out to the mall or at restaurants, and you always felt bad asking your parents for money. They, of course, were happy to give you spending money, but due to your independent nature, you longed for a tiny taste of the real world. So, you interviewed at your favorite little place to study and grab a bite to eat. Thankfully, the people who ran the place already knew, and loved, you. They put you in an apron almost immediately and set you up at the cash register. The look on Daichi, Asahi, and Kōshi's face as they walked inside to grab a cup of coffee after practice was incredible. The three of them reached over the counter to give you a tight hug in congratulations. After that, they became regulars at the little shop. And finally, you were in the top 5 percentile of your grade. This was both a blessing and a curse to find this out. You were happy that the hard work you were putting in was paying off, but that only made you study more and more. It caused a somewhat withdrawal of you spending time with friends and really having fun. Your schedule consisted of going to school, volleyball practice, working a three hour shift at the bakery, and then studying until it was almost 2 in the morning. Currently you were nodding off during volleyball practice. The drumming of rain on the top of the gym was like a perfect little lullaby to you. You heard the yells coming from Daichi to the team, having them go through various workouts. Normally you would've been wide awake, maybe even ogling Daichi as you could normally see the strain of his muscles through his shirt when they were doing burpees. As the years went by, thoughts of Daichi were increasingly invading your mind, but you weren't opposed to that. Daichi was special. He was caring and respectful of everyone, well mostly everyone, he met. His commitment to his team was admirable and he maintained good grades all at the same time. A special place in your heart was dedicated to this boy. Thankfully, the owners of the bakery had given you an entire week off from work due to them having renovations done. While you were free from that responsibility, the principal gave you a massive one recently - designing and managing the 3rd years end of year dance that was rapidly approaching. Not really having the ability to refuse, you "gladly" took on the operation. Your brain was now fried. You kept getting budgets for the team and the school mixed up, all of the opinions of the students and faculty were revolving around in your head, and now you had to choose between streamers and balloons. So, you thought that if you closed your eyes for a second, you would be able to think clearly. Well, you fell asleep. Oops. A shaking of your shoulders woke you up. As your eyes slowly opened, you saw gorgeous chocolate eyes staring into your own Y/E/C ones. "Y/N, are you okay?" Daichi asks, concerned. Nodding, you raise yourself so that you're sitting. The gym was mostly empty - practice must be over. Mentally face-palming for missing the entire practice, you were about to ask what had happened when Daichi spoke. "You didn't miss anything. Just Hintata and Kageyama bickering over something stupid." Earning a laugh out of you, Daichi gave you his hand to help you stand up. Gladly accepting, you stood, smoothed out your skirt, and grabbed your bag. Looking out of the double doors of the gym, you softly cursed. It was still raining and you had forgotten to grab an umbrella this morning. "Do you happen to have an extra umbrella?" You asked Daichi sheepishly. What a stupid question, you thought, nobody has two umbrellas with them! "No, but I do have one. Care if I walk you home?" Daichi asks, giving you a classic smile. You give him an even bigger one. Not at all. The walk home was lovely. Since you and Daichi don't live that far away from each other, you didn't feel guilty for having him walk you to your house. The two of you talked about the team, your job, and your new responsibilities with planning the dance. "I just don't get it Dai! I mean the logical color choices are black and orange because those are our school colors, but there's this whole group of people who are campaigning for silver, white, and blue! Like where the hell did those colors come from?!" Daichi listened to you vent, nodding and laughing at the appropriate moments. Finally, the two of you reached your house. Just as you expected, none of the lights were on. Your parents were very busy people with jobs that required them to work pretty late hours. Seeing this, you sighed. "Thank you for walking me home Daichi, I really appreciate it." You say, giving him a smile. "Hey, if it's okay…" Daichi begins, blushing a little, "what if I stay with you until your parents get home? I don't really like the thought of you here all alone." Now it was your turn to blush. Of course, you have spent lots of time one on one with Daichi, but this felt oddly… intimate. Of course, you were perfectly fine with that. "Y-yeah! Come on in!" You say, opening the door and allowing Daichi to step into your house. You shut the door behind you as Daichi walks around, looking at the pictures hung up on the walls. You see him stop at one, which intrigues you. Making your way over to where Daichi was standing, you look at the photo. It was from your first year at Karasuno. You were, surprisingly the second tallest out of you, Daichi, Asahi, and Kōshi, but that fact no longer held up. Daichi was now a couple inches taller than you, but you didn't really mind. Laughing a little, you nudge Daichi with your hip. "Shorty," You say with a slightly teasing tone. Daichi looks back to you, emphasizing that he was, in fact, actually looking down at you. "Oh yeah?" He chuckles, "We'll see about that." He grabs your phone from your pocket and raises his hand so that it was the highest he could possibly reach. "Hey! That's so not fair, your arms are so much longer than mine!" You shout, jumping up a little to try and snatch your phone back from him. That's when your phone pinged with a notification. Oh shit. Oh shit, shit, shit. You remember texting your friend, Kiyoko, about how Daichi offered to walk you home. She knew about your crush for the brown-haired captain, so the text she sent back would probably be about Daichi. This situation couldn't be more awful. "Oh look! It's from Kiyoko, I wonder what she says!" Daichi says in a teasing manner. "W-wait! Hold up, give me it back!" You say, a lot more desperately now, chasing him around the downstairs floor. He managed to gain quite a lead against you and flopped onto the coach so that he could read the text. "'Why don't you ask Daichi already Y/N, it's not like he's gonna say no'…" Daichi read aloud, confused about the nature of the text. As soon as he read that, your eyes went wide. "What are you gonna ask me about, Y/N/N?" Trying to think of an answer quickly, Daichi knew that wheels were spinning in your head. Standing up slowly, he walked over to you, and put his hands on your shoulders. He was no longer the boy asking you if you wanted to play volleyball. He was a man trying to get an answer out of you. "Y/N, what were you going to ask me about?" He says, softly now. "Dammit Kiyoko…" you mutter, looking at your feet. Daichi knew you well enough to tell when you were lying, so you were going to have to tell him the truth. Yes, you wanted you and him to go to that stupid dance you were planning together. You have been daydreaming about it for the past month. You in a pretty dress and him in a handsome suit, walking arm in arm into that banquet hall. He would ask you to dance with him to a slow song, leading you to the middle of the dance floor. His hands would be on your hips, yours wrapped around the back of his neck, maybe even playing with his hair a bit. At the end of the night, he would bring you to a quiet spot, maybe the practice gym, and confess his love to you. Alas, that was in your imagination. Now, you had to tell him, indirectly, that you like him. "Umm, Kiyoko was referring to uh," you swallow and close your eyes, your head still tilted down towards your feet, "she was referring to me asking you to the dance." Silence greeted the two of you for a bit, but was interrupted by Daichi wrapping his big, strong arms around you. He held you tightly and even laughed a little bit. A little shocked, you open your eyes. He pulls away from you, just a bit so that you and him can see each other. "Well I guess you beat me to it, huh?" He says, giving you a grin. Your confused face makes him laugh even harder. "I was going to ask you tomorrow. I had the whole thing planned out with the team. We even got you a volleyball that says "Dance with me?" on it." Daichi laughs out loud. Now, you joined him. "Since it's kind of out in the open though, I guess I can do it right now." Pulling the volleyball out of his bag, you recognize it immediately. "Is this the ball from when you invited me to play?" You asked slyly, taking the ball out of his hands, looking at the ball. You found the "Dance with me?" written on the part just above where you're supposed to pump it up. "Yeah, how could I get rid of it? That was the first time I really spoke to a cute girl." He said, winking at you. Your cheeks lit up. "So, Y/N, will you go to the dance with me? And then, go out with me after?" He asks. You give him the biggest smile he's ever seen on you. "Of course Daichi!" Feeling high on adrenaline, you move towards him and softly grab his face with your hands. He nods immediately which prompts you to close the small gap between the two of you. His lips were soft and his hold on you was tender. His hands wrapped around your waist, but slowly inched up so that your face was now in his hands. You two pulled apart for what seemed was way too soon, but you were pretty out of breath. "So… what color tie should I get?" daichi x reader daichi sawamura haikyuu!! haikyū!! daichi sawamura x reader daichi daichi fluff luluwiie luluwiie Gönderi sahibi that-anime-bxtch
With Midoriya.
Bakugou felt like he was cursed. Honestly, he didn't want to come across you two. He wasn't even looking for you in any way, when this kind of unexpected encounters happened. And yet he kept crossing path with you, by pure chance. Or rather by accident. How was that supposed to be a "chance" ?! Really, he was sick of it. Sick of seeing you two acting all privy, like secretly dating lovey-dovey partners. Did you really think no one would guess what you were, when you obviously met in secret in all sorts of places ? He saw you, damnit ! He saw you in the little corner of the study room, all sneaky, trying not to draw any attention while the room wall was fucking glazed, opening onto one of the more freaking frequented hallway of all UA. He saw you at the library, there again at a discreet table, hidden by the large book shelves and well away from the hall liveliness. He saw you in the dorms yard, visibly talking about the garden flowers. At some coffee shop. Once, maybe twice. Come to think of it, he was pretty sure it was twice. T W I C E, damnit. Wasn't the city big enough not to see you every single time you planned, or enjoyed a date ? He even saw you shopping together while he almost never went to the mall, damnit ! And as if all those undesired encounters weren't enough, he had to regularly witness your small, yet frequent interactions. Chit-chat here, little notes there. Why did you have to be so obvious about it?! Bakugou wanted to ignore it, to shrug it off and act like he didn't care... and he almost succeeded, at least on the outside. But on the inside... The boy had never been really good at dealing with his emotions. He may well try and put up a front, at the end of the day Bakugou was still a pretty bad liar, especially to his heart. And so he kept seeing you. Watching you. Checking on you. He just couldn't help it. Keep reading songbirdsingingthings SUCH a sweet fic from SUCH a sweet author!!! @luluwiie creates such a wonderful story of pining and angst and then switches gears right at the last moment to make you think "OH MY GOD AHHHH!!!!!!!" A beautiful job and piece of writing, I loved every second of it🥺🥺💗💗
DAY 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
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
Songbird Singing Things — CHARACTER FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WRITING REFERENCE
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sclacenEYES BROWS
his eyes widenedher eyes went round
her eyelids drooped
his eyes narrowed
his eyes lit up
his eyes darted
he squinted
she blinked
her eyes twinkled
his eyes gleamed
her eyes sparkled
his eyes flashed
his eyes glinted
his eyes burned with…
her eyes blazed with…
her eyes sparked with…
her eyes flickered with…
_____ glowed in his eyes
the corners of his eyes crinkled
she rolled her eyes
he looked heavenward
she glanced up to the ceiling
she winked
tears filled her eyes
his eyes welled up
her eyes swam with tears
his eyes flooded with tears
her eyes were wet
his eyes glistened
tears shimmered in her eyes
tears shone in his eyes
her eyes were glossy
he was fighting back tears
tears ran down her cheeks
his eyes closed
she squeezed her eyes shut
he shut his eyes
his lashes fluttered
she batted her lashes
his brows knitted
her forehead creased
his forehead furrowed
her forehead puckered
a line appeared between her brows
his brows drew together
her brows snapped together
his eyebrows rose
she raised a brow
he lifted an eyebrow
his eyebrows waggled
she gave him a once-over
he sized her up
her eyes bored into him
she took in the sight of…
he glared
she peered
he gazed
she glanced
he stared
she scrutinized
he studied
she gaped
he observed
she surveyed
he gawked
he leered
his pupils (were) dilated
her pupils were huge
his pupils flared
NOSE
her nose crinkledhis nose wrinkled
she sneered
his nostrils flared
she stuck her nose in the air
he sniffed
she sniffled
MOUTH
she smiledhe smirked
she grinned
he simpered
she beamed
her mouth curved into a smile
the corners of his mouth turned up
the corner of her mouth quirked up
a corner of his mouth lifted
his mouth twitched
he gave a half-smile
she gave a lopsided grin
his mouth twisted
he plastered a smile on his face
she forced a smile
he faked a smile
her smile faded
his smile slipped
he pursed his lips
she pouted
his mouth snapped shut
her mouth set in a hard line
he pressed his lips together
she bit her lip
he drew his lower lip between his teeth
she nibbled on her bottom lip
he chewed on his bottom lip
his jaw set
her jaw clenched
his jaw tightened
a muscle in her jaw twitched
he ground his jaw
he snarled/his lips drew back in a snarl
her mouth fell open
his jaw dropped
her jaw went slack
he gritted his teeth
she gnashed her teeth
her lower lip trembled
his lower lip quivered
SKIN
she paledhe blanched
she went white
the color drained out of his face
his face reddened
her cheeks turned pink
his face flushed
she blushed
he turned red
she turned scarlet
he turned crimson
a flush crept up her face
WHOLE FACE ETC
he screwed up his faceshe scrunched up her face
he grimaced
she winced
she gave him a dirty look
he frowned
she scowled
he glowered
her whole face lit up
she brightened
his face went blank
her face contorted
his face twisted
her expression closed up
his expression dulled
her expression hardened
she went poker-faced
a vein popped out in his neck
awe transformed his face
fear crossed her face
sadness clouded his features
terror overtook his face
recognition dawned on her face
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Midnight Revelations - Katsuki Bakugou x Reader
Gönderi sahibi aitaikimochi DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: Fluff, Swearing (It's Bakugou, so, that's kinda a given) Requested by @luluwiie : Given your gift for writing, I'm honestly utterly surprised your box is not already full :o but this is my chance ! Kuhuhu * robbing hands * May I request a Todoroki or Bakugo one shot (Just choose whether you feel more inspired with one, another or both) where they are just sharing some moments with reader, and like, they enjoy their time with Reader and when they come back to their dorms, alone in their bedroom, they just realize how much they care for Reader? Like, more than their close friend and partner in crimes ? Like, more in a pining way? I just love emotional epiphanies 😳❤ Tysm if you do this ! CANT WAIT TO READ YOU MORE ❤❤ - Luluv A/N: YOU'RE LITERALLY THE SWEETEST ❤❤❤. I had a lot of fun writing this one since Bakugou is such an interesting character, so I hope you enjoy!! (Also, the song "True Love" by P!NK was playing nonstop in my head while writing this.) Word Count: 1.9K If it was within his control, Katsuki Bakugou would be fast asleep in his own bed by now. It made sense to him - the sky was completely dark making the stars clearly visible and it was already past 10:30 p.m., so why on earth was he awake? The short and simplest answer yielded the same result; you. How you had wedged yourself in between him and his strict sleep schedule, Bakugou had no idea, so here he was, sat with a grimace on his face as you tried to work out the last math problem on the long homework sheet Ectoplasm had assigned. Okumaya devam et bakugo katsuki bakugou bakugou katsukibakugou katsuki bakugo mha bakugou bnha bakugo katsuki bakusquad bakugou x y/n katsuki bakugo x reader bakugo x reader bakugo x y/n mha bakugo x reader bakugo x you bakugou x bakugou katsuki bakugou fluff bakugou x reader bakugou x you katsuki katsuki x reader katsuki x you bnha katsuki x reader katsuki x y/n Katsuki Bakugō katsuki bakugou x reader katsuki bakugo fanfiction katsuki bakugo fic katsuki bakugo scenario katsuki bakugo oneshotAstronomy - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi akiema DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist WARNINGS: Angst, Swearing A/N: I feel like such a mean little gremlin writing this but I've been meaning to write some angst recently, so mwahahaha 😈😈😈. On the real though, I did make myself a little sad while writing this, so, I'm sorry :) . This little fic is also inspired by the song Astronomy by Conan Gray - I highly encourage you all to give it a listen if you haven't before, it's a really beautiful and lyrically incredible song (in my opinion)! Hope y'all enjoy yet another Shouto x Reader (he's literally my comfort and favorite character of all time, so don't expect these to stop)! As always, requests are open <3. Word Count: 1.5KYou shrunk further and further into the uncomfortable dining room chair you were seated in. You wanted to collapse in on yourself, wishing you had a turtle's shell to hide yourself in. Anything, to get out of the situation you were in now. You've heard Shouto yell before. In training, in battle, in excitement - though, it was rare - but never had you heard him snarl in anger. But sitting next to him, seeing his face contort in utter rage directed towards his father, you felt scared. "What do you mean I can't date her?! Are you delusional?!" Shouto shouts, his palms pressed hard and flatly atop the wooden dining table, singe marks and frost starting to erupt from their respective hands. Endeavor stood, his figure alone so intimidating as he loomed over both you and Shouto. Okumaya devam et Shoto Shouto todoroki shouto shouto todoroki shouto x reader shouto x y/n mha shouto x reader shouto x you shouto x bnha shouto shouto headcanons shouto fluff shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction shouto fic shouto angst shoto todoroki bnha shoto shoto torodoki shoto todoroki x reader shoto x reader todoroki shoto x reader shoto x y/n shoto x you shoto fluff shoto fanfiction shoto fanfic shoto fic shoto angst shoto x
Common Sense - Shouto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi cherriielle DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi MHA Masterlist - Main Masterlist A/N: So I got this idea, ran with it, and then somehow 3,000+ words came out of it. Honestly, I’m kinda really proud with how it turned out and I hope y’all like it too. Warnings: Swearing Word Count: 3.1K If there was ever a phrase that Shouto Todoroki hated, it would be ‘common sense’. What a weird phrase, he would think, because the use of common sense implies that it’s something that everyone should know, but in most cases, he didn’t. Unfortunately, that phrase left the lips of his friends quite often. He knows they mean no harm or ill will towards him, he was sure they would stop using the term if he ever mentioned how he felt about it, but he didn’t want to make them feel uncomfortable. The first time it started to get on his nerves was when he, Midoriya, Iida, and Uraraka were at the mall on a rare weekday off. Okumaya devam et todoroki shouto Shouto shouto todoroki shoto todoroki Shoto bnha shouto shouto x shouto x reader shouto x you shouto x y/n mha shouto shouto fanfic shouto fanfiction shouto fic shouto fluff shoto fanfic shoto fanfiction shoto fic shoto fluff todoroki shoto x reader shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shoto todoroki x reader bnha shoto shoto torodoki mha mha imagines mha fanfic todoroki x readerCan 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
As The Years Went By Daichi Sawamura x Reader
Gönderi sahibi volleygifsDISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO HARUICHI FURUDATE
You didn't really understand why people hated the rain… you found it rather beautiful. Maybe it had something to do with age. No longer were you anxiously waiting to go and play outside with the kids of the neighborhood - now you were studying for your final exams, holding a job at the local bakery, and on top of that, being manager of the boys volleyball team. Being a 3rd year has been, to put it bluntly, kicking your ass. You never really meant to make your schedule this busy, all of the opportunities just kind of fell in your lap as the years went by.
The first was as the Karasuno boys volleyball team manager. You had loved volleyball for most of your life, but never expressed the want or need to actually play the sport. You were far more interested in looking at the subtle movements between the players on the court and how in tune they all were with each other. That's what led you to becoming friends with a brown-haired boy when you were about twelve years old. You saw him playing volleyball with some other boys in your grade at the middle school court. You had to stay behind at the middle school since you were in charge of planning out your year's graduation party. After writing down where most of your grade was going for high school, you were exhausted. But, curious as ever, you poked your head out and watched the boys, bump, set, and spike the ball. The brown haired boy, however, caught your attention. The grin on his face was kind of mesmerizing and the way he moved with such intent and purpose to receive the ball was incredible to you. It was almost as if- "Hey! Do you want to play?" The boy's voice startled you, causing you to drop the big binder that you were holding. Embarrassed, you managed to hoist the heavy thing back into your arms. You shook your head, "U-uh, sorry! I was just watching, I don't play. I can go now!" The brown haired boy couldn't believe how fast you were talking, so he jogged right up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder. It was a little weird, considering that you were about two inches taller than him, but he was smiling nonetheless. "Well, why don't you sit down on the bench then? It's a lot closer to the action!" He said. You blinked, speechless for a few seconds, and then returned a small smile. "Okay, as long as I'm not bothering you guys." You said. The brown haired boy shook his head. "You're anything but a bother! It's like we're playing for an audience now. I'm Daichi Sawamura, by the way." "Y/N L/N," You said, smiling. From that day on, you and Daichi had begun a friendship that grew stronger through each experience you went through. First it was revealing to each other that you both had chosen to attend Karasuno High. The wide smiles on each of your faces were considered blinding to anyone who could see them, except to each other. Then, it was your decision to become manager of the boys volleyball when Daichi had made the team. The moment you walked into the gym as the boys started to warm up, you knew that you belonged there. The smiles from the boys in your year greeted you warmly. Asahi Azumane, Kōshi Sugawara, Daichi Sawamura, and you had formed quite the friend group ever since that day. Next was your job at the local bakery. As a second year, you wanted to earn your own money. The times that weren't taken up by your managerial position or your avid studying, you and your friends would go out to the mall or at restaurants, and you always felt bad asking your parents for money. They, of course, were happy to give you spending money, but due to your independent nature, you longed for a tiny taste of the real world. So, you interviewed at your favorite little place to study and grab a bite to eat. Thankfully, the people who ran the place already knew, and loved, you. They put you in an apron almost immediately and set you up at the cash register. The look on Daichi, Asahi, and Kōshi's face as they walked inside to grab a cup of coffee after practice was incredible. The three of them reached over the counter to give you a tight hug in congratulations. After that, they became regulars at the little shop. And finally, you were in the top 5 percentile of your grade. This was both a blessing and a curse to find this out. You were happy that the hard work you were putting in was paying off, but that only made you study more and more. It caused a somewhat withdrawal of you spending time with friends and really having fun. Your schedule consisted of going to school, volleyball practice, working a three hour shift at the bakery, and then studying until it was almost 2 in the morning. Currently you were nodding off during volleyball practice. The drumming of rain on the top of the gym was like a perfect little lullaby to you. You heard the yells coming from Daichi to the team, having them go through various workouts. Normally you would've been wide awake, maybe even ogling Daichi as you could normally see the strain of his muscles through his shirt when they were doing burpees. As the years went by, thoughts of Daichi were increasingly invading your mind, but you weren't opposed to that. Daichi was special. He was caring and respectful of everyone, well mostly everyone, he met. His commitment to his team was admirable and he maintained good grades all at the same time. A special place in your heart was dedicated to this boy. Thankfully, the owners of the bakery had given you an entire week off from work due to them having renovations done. While you were free from that responsibility, the principal gave you a massive one recently - designing and managing the 3rd years end of year dance that was rapidly approaching. Not really having the ability to refuse, you "gladly" took on the operation. Your brain was now fried. You kept getting budgets for the team and the school mixed up, all of the opinions of the students and faculty were revolving around in your head, and now you had to choose between streamers and balloons. So, you thought that if you closed your eyes for a second, you would be able to think clearly. Well, you fell asleep. Oops. A shaking of your shoulders woke you up. As your eyes slowly opened, you saw gorgeous chocolate eyes staring into your own Y/E/C ones. "Y/N, are you okay?" Daichi asks, concerned. Nodding, you raise yourself so that you're sitting. The gym was mostly empty - practice must be over. Mentally face-palming for missing the entire practice, you were about to ask what had happened when Daichi spoke. "You didn't miss anything. Just Hintata and Kageyama bickering over something stupid." Earning a laugh out of you, Daichi gave you his hand to help you stand up. Gladly accepting, you stood, smoothed out your skirt, and grabbed your bag. Looking out of the double doors of the gym, you softly cursed. It was still raining and you had forgotten to grab an umbrella this morning. "Do you happen to have an extra umbrella?" You asked Daichi sheepishly. What a stupid question, you thought, nobody has two umbrellas with them! "No, but I do have one. Care if I walk you home?" Daichi asks, giving you a classic smile. You give him an even bigger one. Not at all. The walk home was lovely. Since you and Daichi don't live that far away from each other, you didn't feel guilty for having him walk you to your house. The two of you talked about the team, your job, and your new responsibilities with planning the dance. "I just don't get it Dai! I mean the logical color choices are black and orange because those are our school colors, but there's this whole group of people who are campaigning for silver, white, and blue! Like where the hell did those colors come from?!" Daichi listened to you vent, nodding and laughing at the appropriate moments. Finally, the two of you reached your house. Just as you expected, none of the lights were on. Your parents were very busy people with jobs that required them to work pretty late hours. Seeing this, you sighed. "Thank you for walking me home Daichi, I really appreciate it." You say, giving him a smile. "Hey, if it's okay…" Daichi begins, blushing a little, "what if I stay with you until your parents get home? I don't really like the thought of you here all alone." Now it was your turn to blush. Of course, you have spent lots of time one on one with Daichi, but this felt oddly… intimate. Of course, you were perfectly fine with that. "Y-yeah! Come on in!" You say, opening the door and allowing Daichi to step into your house. You shut the door behind you as Daichi walks around, looking at the pictures hung up on the walls. You see him stop at one, which intrigues you. Making your way over to where Daichi was standing, you look at the photo. It was from your first year at Karasuno. You were, surprisingly the second tallest out of you, Daichi, Asahi, and Kōshi, but that fact no longer held up. Daichi was now a couple inches taller than you, but you didn't really mind. Laughing a little, you nudge Daichi with your hip. "Shorty," You say with a slightly teasing tone. Daichi looks back to you, emphasizing that he was, in fact, actually looking down at you. "Oh yeah?" He chuckles, "We'll see about that." He grabs your phone from your pocket and raises his hand so that it was the highest he could possibly reach. "Hey! That's so not fair, your arms are so much longer than mine!" You shout, jumping up a little to try and snatch your phone back from him. That's when your phone pinged with a notification. Oh shit. Oh shit, shit, shit. You remember texting your friend, Kiyoko, about how Daichi offered to walk you home. She knew about your crush for the brown-haired captain, so the text she sent back would probably be about Daichi. This situation couldn't be more awful. "Oh look! It's from Kiyoko, I wonder what she says!" Daichi says in a teasing manner. "W-wait! Hold up, give me it back!" You say, a lot more desperately now, chasing him around the downstairs floor. He managed to gain quite a lead against you and flopped onto the coach so that he could read the text. "'Why don't you ask Daichi already Y/N, it's not like he's gonna say no'…" Daichi read aloud, confused about the nature of the text. As soon as he read that, your eyes went wide. "What are you gonna ask me about, Y/N/N?" Trying to think of an answer quickly, Daichi knew that wheels were spinning in your head. Standing up slowly, he walked over to you, and put his hands on your shoulders. He was no longer the boy asking you if you wanted to play volleyball. He was a man trying to get an answer out of you. "Y/N, what were you going to ask me about?" He says, softly now. "Dammit Kiyoko…" you mutter, looking at your feet. Daichi knew you well enough to tell when you were lying, so you were going to have to tell him the truth. Yes, you wanted you and him to go to that stupid dance you were planning together. You have been daydreaming about it for the past month. You in a pretty dress and him in a handsome suit, walking arm in arm into that banquet hall. He would ask you to dance with him to a slow song, leading you to the middle of the dance floor. His hands would be on your hips, yours wrapped around the back of his neck, maybe even playing with his hair a bit. At the end of the night, he would bring you to a quiet spot, maybe the practice gym, and confess his love to you. Alas, that was in your imagination. Now, you had to tell him, indirectly, that you like him. "Umm, Kiyoko was referring to uh," you swallow and close your eyes, your head still tilted down towards your feet, "she was referring to me asking you to the dance." Silence greeted the two of you for a bit, but was interrupted by Daichi wrapping his big, strong arms around you. He held you tightly and even laughed a little bit. A little shocked, you open your eyes. He pulls away from you, just a bit so that you and him can see each other. "Well I guess you beat me to it, huh?" He says, giving you a grin. Your confused face makes him laugh even harder. "I was going to ask you tomorrow. I had the whole thing planned out with the team. We even got you a volleyball that says "Dance with me?" on it." Daichi laughs out loud. Now, you joined him. "Since it's kind of out in the open though, I guess I can do it right now." Pulling the volleyball out of his bag, you recognize it immediately. "Is this the ball from when you invited me to play?" You asked slyly, taking the ball out of his hands, looking at the ball. You found the "Dance with me?" written on the part just above where you're supposed to pump it up. "Yeah, how could I get rid of it? That was the first time I really spoke to a cute girl." He said, winking at you. Your cheeks lit up. "So, Y/N, will you go to the dance with me? And then, go out with me after?" He asks. You give him the biggest smile he's ever seen on you. "Of course Daichi!" Feeling high on adrenaline, you move towards him and softly grab his face with your hands. He nods immediately which prompts you to close the small gap between the two of you. His lips were soft and his hold on you was tender. His hands wrapped around your waist, but slowly inched up so that your face was now in his hands. You two pulled apart for what seemed was way too soon, but you were pretty out of breath. "So… what color tie should I get?" daichi x reader daichi sawamura haikyuu!! haikyū!! daichi sawamura x reader daichi daichi fluff luluwiie luluwiie Gönderi sahibi that-anime-bxtch
Misunderstandings
Pairing : Bakugou Katsuki x gender neutral reader (I guess ?, mention of "chan") Synopsis : Sometimes, letting go isn't the best option. Genre : Pining, Slight Angst to Fluff. Date : 2022, March 21st (supposedly March 14th) Word Count : 5 000+ w. - Ficlet Author's note: This-. . . This ended up way longer than expected ? This initially was supposed to be a White Day post, but lets be honest: I would have never finished it if it hadn't been a gift for one of my favourite persons in the world. So let's say it's both a March 14th and 21st post. Happy Birthday again, sweetie ! And hope you guys like it Please keep in mind that english isn't my first language, I beg your indulgence for my possible mistakes Hope you'll like it ! He saw you. He couldn't help it. His eyes kept falling on you, beaming in excitement as you browsed the catalogue of the best cafe and restaurants of the city. His ears kept catching your enthusiastic voice as you commented each place, each menu and options of the nearby restaurants, gardens, aquariums. As you eagerly rambled before coming back to your main topic : organizing your date.With Midoriya.
Bakugou felt like he was cursed. Honestly, he didn't want to come across you two. He wasn't even looking for you in any way, when this kind of unexpected encounters happened. And yet he kept crossing path with you, by pure chance. Or rather by accident. How was that supposed to be a "chance" ?! Really, he was sick of it. Sick of seeing you two acting all privy, like secretly dating lovey-dovey partners. Did you really think no one would guess what you were, when you obviously met in secret in all sorts of places ? He saw you, damnit ! He saw you in the little corner of the study room, all sneaky, trying not to draw any attention while the room wall was fucking glazed, opening onto one of the more freaking frequented hallway of all UA. He saw you at the library, there again at a discreet table, hidden by the large book shelves and well away from the hall liveliness. He saw you in the dorms yard, visibly talking about the garden flowers. At some coffee shop. Once, maybe twice. Come to think of it, he was pretty sure it was twice. T W I C E, damnit. Wasn't the city big enough not to see you every single time you planned, or enjoyed a date ? He even saw you shopping together while he almost never went to the mall, damnit ! And as if all those undesired encounters weren't enough, he had to regularly witness your small, yet frequent interactions. Chit-chat here, little notes there. Why did you have to be so obvious about it?! Bakugou wanted to ignore it, to shrug it off and act like he didn't care... and he almost succeeded, at least on the outside. But on the inside... The boy had never been really good at dealing with his emotions. He may well try and put up a front, at the end of the day Bakugou was still a pretty bad liar, especially to his heart. And so he kept seeing you. Watching you. Checking on you. He just couldn't help it. Keep reading songbirdsingingthings SUCH a sweet fic from SUCH a sweet author!!! @luluwiie creates such a wonderful story of pining and angst and then switches gears right at the last moment to make you think "OH MY GOD AHHHH!!!!!!!" A beautiful job and piece of writing, I loved every second of it🥺🥺💗💗
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
18 - Shoto Todoroki x Reader
Gönderi sahibi ei-ko ❀ 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 w/ a happy ending Requested by: @aris-818 (Feel free to ignore, but i would like to request todoroki with song 18. I cant get the idea of pinning reader and todoroki getting separated for whatever reason and promising to see each other again. Please take it in whatever direction you want, the idea of it made me start tearing up.) A/N: Thank you so much for your request in the Sing To Me Event! I also fell in love with this idea and I had so much fun writing it - and, no worries, angst with a happy ending! I hope you enjoy! Word Count: 1.9K You never knew how slow time could move when you were away from him. The clock seemed to move at a snail's pace and your writer's block wasn't helping either. You huffed a sigh and turned your gaze towards the three panel picture frame on your tiny little desk. In the first there was a picture of your high school class - everyone was smiling, even Aizawa sported a small smirk, in their graduation gowns. You spotted your diploma clutched in your hand and the dainty flower that was placed behind your ear. In the second, there was a picture of you and the girls. It was on one of those late weekend nights when the seven of you had nothing better to do. So, you all brought your blankets and pillows down to the common room and made a pillow fort facing the T.V.. You remember turning on a fun rom-com, you think it was Crazy, Stupid, Love, and how much fun it was watching it with your friends. It just so happened that Aizawa was walking back from the dorm after he finished setting all of the locks back up - the dorm building almost became a fort itself due to the influx of security - and had snapped the picture of you all laughing. Finally, in the third, was a picture of you and your boyfriend. It was at the 3rd Year Formal party, a desperate recreation of a Western Prom. His arms were wrapped around your waist and yours were around his neck. The spotlights from the ceiling were shining down on the both of you as you danced, reflecting perfectly off of your dress and his suit. And the way he looked at you, god the way he looked at you was stuff of dreams. That moment, so precious and dear to you, was captured with a single photo by Midoriya's phone. You almost broke down in tears when you saw it, so thankful for him and his keen eye. Oh, how far away all of that seemed now. Okumaya devam et shoto todoroki bnha shoto shoto torodoki shoto todoroki x reader Shoto todoroki shoto x reader shoto x you shoto x y/n shoto x reader shoto x shoto fanfic shoto fanfiction shoto fluff shoto fic shoto angst shoto comfort todoroki shouto bnha shouto shouto todoroki Shouto shouto x reader shouto x you shouto x y/n mha shouto x reader shouto x shouto fanfiction shouto fic shouto fluff shouto fanfic shouto angstAnime 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
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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