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blog move.
hey everyone you can find me here @herohalf
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hello ! this is ruby with a restart ( new year , new me – all of that ) of todoroki shouto from bnha – like this post / reblog ( if you wouldn’t mind !! ) and i’ll check you out. i just wanted a clean start and really look forward to rping with everyone.
blog move.
hey everyone you can find me here @herohalf
hello ! this is ruby with a restart ( new year , new me – all of that ) of todoroki shouto from bnha – like this post / reblog ( if you wouldn’t mind !! ) and i’ll check you out. i just wanted a clean start and really look forward to rping with everyone.
hiatus.
hey everyone !! i just want to let you know i’m taking a hiatus from shouto ( and tumblr in general ). a lot of things have happened and being on this blog isn’t fun anymore if i’m being honest, i have a lot of things i need to sort out, with myself, with work and with school. when i come back i’ll probably make a new blog, although– i’m not really sure when that’ll be. so if you need to unfollow i understand, thanks for everything and i love you all !!!
my discord is *・゚✧ ❛ autumn prince.#6990 if you want to reach me
hiatus.
hey everyone !! i just want to let you know i’m taking a hiatus from shouto ( and tumblr in general ). a lot of things have happened and being on this blog isn’t fun anymore if i’m being honest, i have a lot of things i need to sort out, with myself, with work and with school. when i come back i’ll probably make a new blog, although-- i’m not really sure when that’ll be. so if you need to unfollow i understand, thanks for everything and i love you all !!!
my discord is *・゚✧ ❛ autumn prince.#6990 if you want to reach me
Dips him and then kisses him at midnight.
being dipped — it felt like he was slipping , especially so sudden on the crescendo of fireworks and chatter, even when the floor never came and izuku’s arms held him upright the surprise stuck to his usually flat expression. it was a different type of descent, one that made his heart go faster. one that shone in the curve on his eye lids, a revelation in the circle of lips before then joined with another -
and a hand is hesitant, then warm and burning, touching the side of the other’s cheek. what a grand gesture, just as had been promised. although: rather comically, if his boyfriend would look down he’d find ice, firmly anchoring their feet where shouto thought he’d actually been falling.
‘ ah. . . maybe a warning next time. sorry– to ruin the romance. ’
"We should start making another scrapbook filled with memories together, for this year." The idea is brought up as he prepares alongside Shouto for New Year festivities. It's the only time of year that he ever wears a full-fledged kimono — but he's awful at putting it on and looks like a haphazard mess, his obi belt not wrapped around tight enough and his sleeves floppy. "Starting with a kiss at midnight. That would be romantic, don't you think?"
‘ yeah – but we should fix this first, i think. you won’t get very far into the festival with it like that. ’ already was shouto untying the obi – fingers expertly turning the pattern outwards, a memorization in the muscles from repetitive wear. he doesn’t consider to ask, doesn’t consider to pause as heterochromatic eyes strangely enraptured in their current task follow each fold to perfection, but once it is done a soft ‘ah’ parts lips. he blinks slowly, making another decision, but this time a warning accompanies him. ‘ sorry, but you’ll have to excuse me again. ’
besides that- he doesn’t leave room for question. shouto leans forward, hand gently placed on the side of izuku’s head - his own chin perched onto his boyfriend’s shoulder. it’s followed by a click, a selfie of them both ( generously learned from izuku ), phone turned and shown to the other. ‘ to begin the scrapbook. . . ’
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DAD HE FUCKING KILLED ME??? DAAAADDDDDDDDDD —
i’ll kill all might too-- FUCK WITH ME , TRY IT.
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herohalf.
izuku once came to the forest to perform shishi-odori for shouto…
enji was a servant ( and descendant of kagu-tsuchi ) to takemikazuchi, he served him well and was allowed to a bride to which he took a maiden from kasuga shrine in nara, seen as an honor and a gift rei was whisked away by the large red deer. she wore wisteria in her hair, but as an act to preserve his bride for his own means he only had her eat wisteria from then on, to have her absorb it’s meaning of long-life and soon the bliss of it, the tenderness and sensitivity the flower once held left her. she bore to him 4 children, shouto being the youngest and also blessed with the form of the large spirit deer, a divine messenger / beloved servant to the gods.
shouto asked izuku to marry him after graduation because he knows how important getting stronger rn is to him and how he wants to focus on building his hero career so shouto wants to work hard too !!
They both wake up early on Christmas morning and Izuku can’t think of a more perfect way to greet the day than by being by his boyfriend’s side. With his mother still asleep, Izuku decides that this is the opportunity to give Shouto his presents. It took a bit of brain-wracking and creative flexing, until Izuku was content with the final product. Shouto’s gift in particular came in two parts: The first, a sweater ( as there is always room to add to Shouto’s impressive collection of them. )
However, the second gift and main attraction turns out to be a scrapbook. On the front cover is a selfie Izuku took a few months back, smiling and cheek-to-cheek with a more faintly smiling Shouto, their cat hissing and trapped in between them. As Shouto opens the book and explores more of it, he’ll find that it’s jam-packed with several photos — photos of him and Izuku, photos of Alma just on her own, photos of Shouto asleep or looking away or with other people in their class, a photo of the first time Izuku ever wore a dress in front of him. It’s a scrapbook of memories. Of their relationship and everything that has been touched by their adoration for each other.
“I, um, wanted to give you something special and I got around to thinking about just how much we’ve been through together, and how much I love you. So I wanted to create something that kind of touched on both of those points.”
Izuku rubs the back of his neck, nervously. “I know it might be a little cheesy, but I hope you like it, Shouchan. Merry Christmas. I love you more than anything and thank you for still staying by my side."
‘ izuku. . . ’ even the sweater --- alone was enough for him, more than he’d ask of the other ( or had ). in fact . . . shouto was already putting it on over his pajamas, skin and hands content with the soft feeling of it, a cheek pressed briefly to it’s collar where the vestiges of a smile could almost be made out. and if you asked anyone: by no means was shouto considered outwardly emotional --- but when the other pulls out the scrapbook, wide heterochromatic eyes racking it over. . . something un-containable wells up.
upon each page is a memory- which to someone like him is a treasure in itself. and some he remembers and some he can’t recall as clearly but shows up as vivid as day in photographs. the scrapbook holds an almost tangible feeling the young hero can’t describe -- rending him quiet as strong fingers turn page after page after page of things collected. he can feel his heart in his chest, beating quickly like a butterfly -- the glass prison only the bone and cartilage of his ribs, a fire in the pit of his stomach.
when shouto finally looks at izuku. . . he can see the concern ( ah he’s been silent for much too long ) - because his boyfriend was soft, but strong and kind, and worrisome, all these ( mostly ) wonderful things that made up izuku midoriya. made his skin glow and freckles countable to which shouto could find himself lost in for hours during studying in particular. but words were never his forte, instead hands come up to cup izuku’s face as lips press softly their thankful embrace, soft-spoken ‘i love you’s’, and burning adoration. ‘ thank you. . . ah, my present feels a little strange now but--- i think you only confirmed those feelings. ’
so it was his turn- rummaging into the bag he had brought and retrieving a small box to hand to his boyfriend. inside . . . well inside was a ring- opened and revealed to the other, this time with a visible smile. he places the gift into izuku’s hands, his own remaining strong around the other’s in support. ‘ after graduation, please marry me. ’
Commission for @argetcross of Pro Hero Tododeku!! :D
trying out a pro hero shouto costume concept, based on a traditional japanese firefighter jacket… along with his pack, he’s got additional temperature regulators in the gloves and boots, with his clothes made of materials resistant to extreme heat or cold 👍
idk yet if i’m gonna keep this one, but it was fun to draft out :D