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shoto leaving u on read if u don’t say good morning/goodnight back
him learning how to cornrow a black!readers hair
him unironically starting to call you mommy after you called him daddy once
fantasy prince!shoto seeing your face once and searching for your face everyday after that, him going as far as to have a painter paint a picture of it
him shaving the drapes only for your sake
petty!shoto posting pics of u at specific angles knowing katsuki uses them to masturbate in his room
katsuki fucking ppl who look just like you just for a inkling of what it’s like
adult!katsuki drunkenly confessing to adult!shoto abt his love for you
jealous!shoto taking you home off after friends night out and fucking you to remind you of who you belong to
various cosplayers/shippers dropping porn of all three of you in paris
𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘨𝘰 𝘬𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘪, 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙮
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kiri told me i should write this and i thought it’d be a good idea. i considered just calling you but i know your busy with the kids and pregnancy and shit. dammit. i guess i should tell u why i’m texting you this well i’ll just fucking say it then. i love you. shit i’ve never said that shit before.
i’ve loved your stupid face and stupid laugh since first year, y/n and like a dumbass i didn’t think to tell u once. but then you got with icyhot and forgot all about me. yet you didn’t see me complain once. cause you were happy and i couldn’t give two shits who made you happy. then i had to give up on u or i’d lose out on being number one hero. yet here i am with neither. don’t you realize, he made me choose.
but now it’s been years and i still fucking love you. and seeing you pregnant with that bastards child only makes worse. and ive had to stop myself from doing something i should have never even thought abt doing in the first place. i had to stop myself from loving you, y/n. not just for urs or his sake but my own. i knew i could never have you. i knew i could never love you yet i do. yet i want you.
dad! shoto secretly having a fav child and hating himself for it
shoto’s top artists being faye webster, bjork and twice
adult! shoto fucking another girl when yall break up only to think abt how much he misses your pussy
adult! shoto constantly being compared to taehyung of bts
adult! shoto’s twitter alt’s likes being leaked to be filled of porn of you & him
shoto unironically getting annoyed at people who jokingly flirt with him
shoto the type to wait till sum1 leave the room to start running his mouth about their outfit
dad! shoto the type to sleep with the kids at any minor argument just to further annoy you
shoto the type to speedrun the enderdragon in under 3 hours
shoto the type to pretend to be dead in order to avoid sum1
shoto the type to cry during the class 1-A’s Big Hero 6 viewing
adult! shoto the type to thank you for the meal before going down on you
𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙩𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙩
𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤 & 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙤𝙣𝙚
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you looked up with curiosity and interest. It was currently 1:30 am and the moon seemed to dance throughout your room in the attic. It was pleasant and it was beautiful. Almost to the likes of the man whom stood in front of you.
his beauty was of a thousand moons and you were just a star lucky enough to share the same galaxy. You wanted to explore all that he was; caress every individual blemish and scar that every dared to deface such a beautiful canvas. You were like an artist and he was your Dorian Gray. And when he looked at you, your heart screamed. It screamed for his love, for his touch.
instead his scarred hands would then travel down to undo his belt as you continued to marvel from your spot on the queen bed. Slowly your hands would go up to take off his black turtleneck, fingertips caressing the muscle that toned his abdomen. Once his shirt was fully off, you would gaze upon his upper body. Your hand would unconsciously go to touch the new scar that was still purple on his left side. It was beautiful. You shifted as you went up to plant a kiss on it as he exhaled forcefully.
you loved every part of him. Every part that touched you, every part that complimented you, every part that loved you even if he had a funny way of loving you. But your hips had missed his and thus he moved to take your skinny jeans off. Hands fumbling with the tightest of the material around your plump skin. You smiled softly at how he handled you.
eventually you both were unclothed in the dark room, the only light trickling in lightly to reveal he had moved from the side to the end of the bed. He would lift you and put you down in the middle of the bed. The moon seemed to agree with you as it had reflected in just right onto his face and chest. You gazed in awe.
your heart seemed to palpitate as he wrapped his palms around ankles, his eyes concealed by his crimson & ivory locks. He started off slow, first trailing up your legs, laying various kisses. Once he had reached your inner thigh he stopped which scared you.
opening your eyes you looked down immediately meeting his gaze. He stared at you in silence, it was the first time he had made eye contact with you since he walked in your apartment door.
“watch.” So you watched as he licked his two fingers before pushing them into your warmth. You whined, hips pushing into his hand as he pumped once only for him to stop again. His eyebrow quirked upwards with confusion. You quickly flickered your eyes back downwards.
his tongue would then emerge into the arena. His lips planting kissing all throughout yours. You moaned his name, hand going up to grip his hair as he quickened his pumps.
closing in on your climax, your legs wrapped around his body. “Sho,” You whimpered.
“i know, my love.” He pulled his hand out only to replace it with it with his member, whispering into your ear. He lacked his previous temperament though cause he proceed to pump into you with such velocity that the bed cracked.
you moaned into his shoulder, hands scratching his back in ecstasy. He never touched you like this. Held you like you would be gone, kissed you with a softness, loved you like you mattered. Despite this, you loved him.
“shoto!” You exclaimed as his lips took residence on your nipple. His tongue could work magic you swore.
his hips continued their assault in and out of your walls which some how could take all 7.8 of his inches. With how little he fucked you, you were surprised you could still take him at all. But with every fuck he stretched you out further and looking down you could swear your stomach was being pushed upwards.
you cried with his each of his pumps into you. It wasn’t enough. You wished to feel him everywhere, in all that you were. You cried with every squeeze of his hands on your skin. You prayed his heart wouldn’t forget the warmth you provided with your tears.
“fuck.” He muttered as his hips jittered into yours, leaving future bruises in their wake. His hand came up to rest on your throat as he finished inside you, cum painting your walls white. You thanked him because to be touched by him was to be seen & loved by all that mattered.
you were no longer bound by all that defined you, you loved.
This is my first full on story/oneshot here so I hope the people of Tumblr like it! I always knew I wanted to do something angst-based as soon as I heard this song a while ago, but I had to make it angst to happy ending cuz I often feel so sad when I read stories that is just left after the angst. I need comfort!! I also wanted to do a reader story since that’s bascially all I read nowadays! I also decided to do female reader since that is what I am most comfortable with, so sorry if that is not your thing. Anyways, I hope this is good enough, I really tried with this one, so hope you all enjoy! <3
Info to know beforehand!! (Although you all already know this most likely!)
Y/N means Your Name (L/N means Last Name)
(e/c) means eye color
(h/c) means hair color
(s/c) means skin color
Texts is in italics
The room was dark. Lights were off except for in the connected kitchen and living room area. Y/N sat on the couch, dressed in sweatpants and a long-sleeved sweater belonging to her boyfriend, a bottle of wine standing on the table together with a half-full glass. Picture perfect memories were scattered all around the floor from the fight that happened a few hours earlier. Fight… was that the right word for it? Maybe argument was a more correct word? She didn’t care. Her mind was filled with thoughts and questions. Was it her fault? Or his? What did they argue about again? She didn’t quite remember, nor did she care. She just wanted to see her boyfriend again.
Teary (e/c) eyes all red from crying, looked up and scouted, seeing the empty room before her, the quiet feeling so foreign to her. She reached for her phone lying on the table, immediately opening it and opening the gallery app. Y/N looked through the pictures of them together: One from an amusement park date from three weeks ago, the pair eating churros while looking at the camera. Another picture from last year when they went on a cruise to celebrate their two year anniversary as a couple, the sun setting behind them while they held each other close. The tears were starting again, she couldn’t fight it anymore. She bailed her feelings out, screaming and crying, not caring who heard her. Y/N lifted her eyes after a while, tears continuing to stream down her face. She switched to the contacts app to see that he left a few messages that made her heart light.
Hi, how are you doing? I don’t know if you’ll see this message or if you want to, but if you do then please… call me. Please <3
Me again. Just wondering if you’re still angry with me, and if you are then I can’t blame you… I was a jerk for getting mad at you, no not a jerk... an asshole. I miss you… :(
Can we please forget this? I really miss you.... </3 Can I come back to the apartment? Or do you wanna come here? There aren't that many people here now… although I would love to be in your arms again </3 Please…? <3
The clock showed a quarter after one, and Y/N looked out the window of the apartment after reading the messages over and over, her (h/c) hair tousled with some strands hanging in front of her face. He wanted to apologize, so did she. He cared for her, and she knew that. It was just a stupid little argument that happened between, an argument that ended with him storming out of the door of their shared apartment going who knows where. He was most likely in the city. That didn’t matter right now though, because all she wanted was to see her lovely boyfriend again. She was all alone and she needed him now. That was it! She wiped her tears and texted him back:
Yes please… Come back! I need you now, here, in my arms again! <3 I don’t know how I can do this without you, I just… need you now <3
In the dark of the city, at a local bar sat Shoto Todoroki. In his hand was a shot glass with whiskey. He gripped it tight and poured it down in one go, the strong alcohol flowing down his throat. It was probably his third, maybe fourth glass of it, but that wasn’t the most important thought he had at the moment. His eyes were glued to the bar-table he sat by, the bartender cleaning some glasses on the other side by the corner. “Another shot of whiskey please.” Shoto’s voice came out as bland and emotionless. The bartender lifted his gaze from the glass he was cleaning to the boy across from him. “Of course sir. It will be your fifth shot this evening though, are you alright?” The bartender spoke in concern as he took the bottle and poured the amount in the glass Shoto still held in his hand. Shoto’s eyes narrowed in question: Was he alright? Is this really what he should be doing now, drinking his thoughts away? He let go of the glass and shoved it away from him, the liquid still in the glass. No, he should return to Y/N soon, this was ridiculous! Him drinking? That was so unlike him! He remembered though that his father used to drink after a difficult job at the agency, after a task that didn’t seem to reach a conclusion, or just after a general hard day. The thought angered Shoto. He was turning like his old man... great.
Shoto reached for his phone in his pocket and decided to check if she had responded to his messages. Maybe the three messages he sent was making him seem desperate? That was the last thing he wanted to do. He switched his gaze from the phone in his hand to the door of the establishment. Maybe she would walk through that door soon and surprise him, hug him and tell him that everything was ok. Sweep in the way like he remembered she did before. But no, she didn’t. It wouldn’t be that easy anyways. He returned to look at the phone when the message sound reached his ears. His eyes widened… she answered!
Yes please… Come back! I need you now, here, in my arms again! <3 I don’t know how I can do without you, I just… need you now <3
The simple message brought him so much joy and relief. He stood up from the bar-chair and handed the bartender some money plus tip. “Keep the change and I didn’t need the fifth shot anyways. Excuse me.” He grabbed his jacket and put it on in a hurry, scrambling out the door to get back to his girlfriend. “Ok then, have nice… night.” The bartender grabbed the money and watched as the two-toned hair boy went out the door, a smile on his face as he continued to clean the glasses.
Shoto ran as fast as he could back to the apartment where he knew you were. Luckily, the bar wasn’t that far away from the apartment complex you both lived in. He didn’t even think of calling a taxi, probably because he was a little drunk from the few whiskey shots he took. All he knew was that he needed to get back and reconcile with his lovely girlfriend and apologize for that stupid argument that caused this. What was it about again? He shook his head of the thought, the matter not being important anymore. He ran and ran, his lungs burning and his body begging for a little break, something that Shoto did not have the time for right now.
He reached the complex and decided to take the stairs rather than the elevator, the adrenaline in him kicking. The elevator would have been faster, but he didn’t think of anything other than seeing you again. Your beautiful (h/c) hair that he loved to brush his fingers through, your glowing (e/c) eyes he could stare at hours after hours, your magnificent (s/c) skin he loved to touch with his hands. After many flights of stairs his eyes started to tear up from the thought of seeing you again. Everyone who knew him knew that Shoto Todoroki didn’t cry. He always wore a calm expression, almost looking bored sometimes, but he never cried. He did now though, letting his eyes water. He blinked trying to push the tears back, but he couldn’t deny it any longer.
He now stood in front of the door to the apartment, trying to catch his breath. He lifted his hand and knocked three times. After a painfully long moment (at least to Shoto), the door opened wide and Shoto’s eyes widened when seeing you standing there looking up at him with red eyes. Oh no. He made you cry. That… he didn’t even think of that possibility. “I-eh…” Shoto couldn’t find the proper words. He had something planned out on the way to the apartment, but now he wasn’t able to say any of it! “Oh I…” Y/N was exactly the same. The words just didn’t want to come out. They both stared at each other, no one uttering a single word. Until Shoto decided to take a step forward and then another. Y/N in response took a step back and then another, as they both moved further into the apartment. When Shoto finally entered the apartment fully, he immediately closed the door behind him without looking away from Y/N. She waited for her boyfriend to make a move, and to her surprise and shock, he did just that.
Shoto’s hands took hold of Y/N’s face and she didn’t get the time to react in any way as he locked their lips together in a loving kiss, finally letting the tears he had in his eyes fall down his cheeks. Y/N’s eyes widened briefly before closing and letting her own tears cascade down her cheeks as well. The kiss felt warm and for Y/N it felt like all the sadness and anger from before faded away in an instant. It was almost like the kiss made light return into the room. And that light felt amazing for both of them!
They separated and looked each other in the eyes, (e/c) eyes staring lovingly at grey and cyan blue orbs. Both were left panting due to the intense kiss they just shared. “I am so sorry that I yelled at you, Y/N. I- I immediately regretted what I said. I love you so much, and I really appreciate you being in my life! I want you to know that!” Shoto’s voice came out so… broken, and Y/N immediately knew that he had been trying not to cry but eventually succumbed to the tears anyway. Y/N gave him a smile, eyes still teary from earlier. “I’m also very sorry. I love you so so much too! I love being with you every day, and I want you to know that you can come to me with your problems so that we can try to solve them together! Let’s do that next time, m‘kay, so that we can avoid fighting like we did now.?” Y/N moved her hands from her sides to grasp Shoto’s hands. His was so warm, ironically though since you would think his quirk would make one of them cold. But nevertheless it was such a comfortable feeling. Being here, with him, together again.
“It’s like you said: I literally don’t know how I can do without you. I need you… now and always.” Shoto declared with a soft smile playing on his lips. Y/N smiled back at him. “I feel the same, Sho!” She lunged at him and hugged him tight, with him immediately wrapping his arms around her returning the hug. “Want to chill on the couch, maybe watch a movie and cuddle?” Y/N asked, looking up at Shoto with still blank eyes. He looked down at her, smiled lovingly and gave a simple answer: “Yes.”
And that’s how you two ended up on the couch, a random movie playing in the background, while you and Shoto were lying together on the couch cuddling close. Your head was placed in his lap and he played with your hair with one hand while the other was holding yours, fingers intertwined. The movie was becoming the least important thing happening at the moment. You were busy showing your love and giving comfort to each other. “Are you even watching the movie, Sho?” You suddenly asked looking up at him. He answered with a shrug of his shoulders accompanied by “No not really. Are you though?” He looked down at the girl with a knowing grin. She smiled sheepishly and hid her face in his sweater before giving a very muffled answer “No.” He just chuckled at her action and continued to play with her hair. Y/N removed her face from his sweater and continued to lay comfortable in his hold. The comfortable silence took over again.
The hours passed and before you knew it, the movie was finished and was currently playing the end credits. On the couch was a passed out Shoto and Y/N, comfortably bundled together, their soft breaths being the only sound in the room. They were both fast asleep, but still they were holding hands, looking like neither wanted to let go. This was their comfort: Each other. Even fights like the one they had many hours ago wasn’t enough to seperate them for long. They knew they would apologize afterwards, because they knew their shared love was stronger than any harsh words thrown at each other previously. It was clear as day, that the love between Shoto Todoroki and Y/N L/N was a strong bond that was gonna last long into the future, even into future fights their love would bring them back again. Because they also knew that they needed each other, always.