warnings :: mention of food (y/n’s cooking), light, baby kisses
a/n :: happy new year to those who celebrate ! shoto is absolutely adorable when he just wakes up, i know it ! this is so sweet, not proofread 😭😭
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“that smells good.”
you’d felt todoroki’s presence before he’d spoken; arms had slid around your waist and ever so slightly pulled your back into his chest while he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.
“mornin’. happy new year.” the sleepiness could be heard in his voice and the way his words were mumbled. you chuckled a little; his words and breath felt a little ticklish against your skin.
you couldn’t stop the bright smile on your face even if you wanted to. the spatula in your hand was placed down, your now free hand being brought up to touch the side of his face.
“happy new year, sho. i was gonna surprise you with food.”
shoto pressed a small kiss onto your skin, adjusting his arms but his gentleness never faltering.
he was so soft whenever he held you, as if he was afraid of breaking you. a sleepy todoroki was even softer and could never get enough of holding you.
“i’m sorry.”
you turned to face him with a light laugh, his arms loosening yet never dropping and head lifting to accommodate your movement. confusion clouded his pretty eyes.
“aw, don’t apologise.” your hands moved by themselves, holding his face while your thumbs caressed his cheeks. god, his beauty was going to be the death of you. “it’s okay, okay?”
todoroki’s eyes watched the way your laugh brightened your face, glad that at least he caused it. he nodded his head in your hands and you felt your heart flip at his cute smile.
quickly, you placed your own small kiss on his lips. soft. god, did he just wake up perfect?
“another mini new year’s kiss, from me to you.”
shoto leaned in and gave you another kiss similar to yours. “and there’s mine.”
it wasn’t more than a few moments until you took turns ‘gifting’ each other with chaste kisses, one after another. the mere tenderness of them had the both of you grinning at each other like lovesick idiots.
the sweet moment was cut short by the smell of something burning— the egg you’d been preparing had been long forgotten. hurriedly, you got the pan off the stove, setting it on the counter.
“ah, great!” you looked down at the burnt food meant to be your breakfast, then back at your boyfriend. “i’m sorry.”
mimicking your earlier movements, shoto smiled, walking closer to hold your face. “don’t apologise. it’s okay.”
you beamed at the sweetheart in front of you. “okay. do you wanna help me make some more?”
shoto nodded, pressing one last kiss against your forehead. “yes, love. i’d love to help.”
Okay so we all know and love oblivious Iwaizumi pining for Oikawa and missing all of his signals while Oikawa thinks that Iwaizumi would never like him back
Bump it up a notch and u get oikawa as the oblivious one and Iwaizumi as the one who totally knows oikawa likes him
But one of the best tropes. Oikawa totally knows and has known that Iwaizumi likes him for a long time. Iwaizumi doesn’t know that he knows. Once they get together their conversation would go smth like this:
Iwa: if u knew the entire time why didn’t u confess??
Oiks: I couldnt find the right moment!
Iwa: im with you every day.
Oiks: …
Iwa: we literally watch stars together.
Oiks:…
Iwa:…
Oiks:…
Iwa: you fricking coward.
I dont know what this post is it just came to me in the shower. Help.
a/n: rewritten because i really liked this ! the song can be any song you choose <3
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a soft drop of a beat cut into the silence that filled the living room, one that he’d recognise from anywhere. he knew the song that had started playing like the back of his hand— like the person he’d linked the song to.
shinso’s eyes flew open, greeted by the presence he knew he’d be met with. familiar eyes looked down at him, brightness from your phone lighting up your face in a way that highlighted the grin curving your lips.
“c’mon.”
your words were coated in hushed enthusiasm as you held out your hand, the other placing the phone down beside him.
slowly, shinso dropped his hand in yours, yet making no effort to rise from the couch. a lazy smile tugged at the corners of his lips as equally lazy eyes continued to look up at you expectantly.
“really?” all your body strength was used tugging at his arm and trying to force his body up. “we love this song, hitoshi.” you huffed. finally, he got up with a sigh, his figure reminding you of his tall height.
“there. happy?”
“very.” your hands guided his towards your waist where they rested so gently his fingers lightly touched the skin over your clothing. letting go, your own hands were placed on his broad shoulders.
“now, follow my lead.”
“isn’t the taller one supposed to lead?” he failed to conceal a small chuckle. a small part of you was so glad you could still see him laugh lightly in the dark, the only helpful light coming from the bright night outside.
you gasped, pretending to be offended. “shut up and sway.”
your movements weren’t perfect at all; they were slightly off-beat and at a slow, steady pace, but neither of you minded at all. you couldn’t be bothered to care, not with something more important to focus on in front of you.
shinso himself seemed lost in his own world; his eyes barely blinked, never looking away from your face. he probably didn’t realise how deeply he was staring, deep voice humming along to the song softly.
“you okay, ‘toshi?”
the nickname brought him back to the moment, back to you. his arms snaked around your waist, bringing you closer to him as he let out a ‘mhm’.
“i’m fine.”
your own arms hung loosely around his neck; the two of you were even closer. whatever remaining distance that lingered teased the both of you. violet irises looked so pretty when you looked into them, feeling nothing but calm and peace.
“you sure?”
shinso leaned in closer, your noses touching. slowly, like a grand reveal, his lips pulled back into a smile as his eyes tried to capture every detail of you.
“i’m perfect.” he breathed, admiring the beam you gave him afterwards.
2021 has been such a special year to me, I want to thank every single one of you for your support, love and affection 💕 Let's make this 2022 even Better! ✨
i discovered this blog a few days ago, the user seemed so nice and sweet. i didn’t have to scroll down too much to see anon hate on their blog. it was so fucking disgusting, they were being told time and time again to off themselves because ‘nobody cared’ and ‘their moots probably hated them’, which was all said by the anon/s
i just saw a goodbye post from them. they said the anons won.
oh my fucking god.
i will never understand it. what the fuck makes you think you can ruin someone’s self-esteem, what makes you think you can just break them down with every single word you say, then have the fucking nerve to say it on anon? you fucking coward.
do you realise the fucking damage you’ve caused? then, you turn on anon to protect yourself while breaking someone down over and over and over and over.
how the fuck does it feel to know you’re responsible for someone offing themselves? does it make you feel happy? does it bring a smile to your face when you think about it? can you sleep at night?
it’s inhumane. it’s wrong. it’s disgusting. it’s nauseating. it costs nothing to be nice.
i hope that shit eats you up slowly, like your comments ate that person up slowly.
Sero: Alright Hanta, be cool. You’ve got this. Just knock on Todoroki’s door and ask him if he wants to join you for breakfast. You can do that. “Sup, Roki. Wanna grab some grub?”
Sero: No no no! What the hell is wrong with me? I sound like a fourteen year old boy. I need to be more mature. “Good morning, Todoroki. I hope you slept well. I was just on my way down to breakfast and I was wondering if you’d care to join me?”
Sero: No! That’s too formal. He’ll be able to tell that I rehearsed it. “Yooo Todoroki, my main man! Wazzup? We catching breakfast or what?”
Sero: “You. Me. Breakfast. Right now.”
Sero: “Hey there hot stuff. I mean, hot and cold stuff. Bet you’re tired from running through my dreams all night long. Dreams where we got breakfast. Together.”
Sero: “Todoroki! Fancy seeing you here. What are you- listen, I have a really big crush on you and I would really like to spend more time with you so will you please come eat with me so I can convince you to like me too?”
Todoroki, who’s been standing outside his door watching Sero talk to himself for the last fifteen minutes: Sero? If you want to get breakfast we should go now. They’ll be closing up soon.
Kirishima: Look sir, I really don’t want to argue with you. I’ve been in this queue for over an hour now. You can’t just come out of nowhere and skip me.
Random man: I can’t? Funny, it seems like that’s what I just did.
Kirishima: If you want the merch you need to join the back of the line and wait like we all did!
Random man: Yeah right. If I go all the way back there it’ll all be gone by time it gets round to my turn. This stuff is limited edition, kid. I’m not missing it. I had to skip someone and I’m skipping you. If you’re upset go cry to mommy.
Kirishima: If that’s how you want to play, fine. Don’t say I didn’t warn you when things get ugly.
Kirishima: *starts sniffling and quivering his lip*
Random man: *sneering* That’s your play? What, you think sniffling is gonna make me feel bad for you?
Kirishima: Not quite.
*Bakugou blasting through the ceiling, dressed in half his hero gear after travelling from the other side of Japan*
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