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Arrange marriage/ Shoto todoroki x reader
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"So your the person im marrying... Great.โ
โIll be honest I didn't even want to do this arranged marriage." Shoto stated. Looking at you, his expression softening slightly.
"But.. I suppose we can try," he said, his tone less harsh than before. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves. It wasn't the most romantic way to start a marriage, but you knew that many arranged marriages started out this way. All you could do was try your best to make him happy.
"A-ah yes... sorry..." you reply to him it's not like you wanted to be in one too but you already knew this was your destiny.
Shoto's eyes seemed to soften ever so slightly at your response. He leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest, and looked at you with a neutral expression.
"It's not your fault," he replied softly.
"We're both stuck in an arranged marriage. It's not like we have a choice in the matter."
"Yeah I guess so..." you look away.
Shoto observed your expression, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He knew that you were just as uncomfortable with the situation as he was. Silence fell over the room for a moment, and he let out a soft sigh.
"You're not exactly what I was expecting for a wife," he said, his gaze studying you.
His words pained your heart.
"O-oh..." you say what did he mean? Are you so bad looking? You thought to yourself but trying to to care you snap back
"You aren't either what I was expecting..."
Shoto raised an eyebrow at your response, surprised at your quick comeback.
"Oh? And what were you expecting?" he asked. There was a gleam in his eyes, as if he found your reaction amusing.
Wanting to get back at him you think for a second, "I'm not sure but possibly more..."
A flicker of curiosity crossed Shoto's face at your reply. He seemed intrigued by your bold words. "More what?" he questioned, his eyes fixated on you. He wasn't used to people speaking to him like this, and it was slightly amusing to him.
"Like I said just More" the words slip out of your tongue.
Shoto stifled a smirk. He hadn't expected you to be so feisty.
"Just asking out of curiosity," he said casually.His thoughts consumed by conflicting emotions. He hadn't expected his arranged wife to be so defiant and feisty. He had pictured someone who was quiet or submissive, someone who would fall in line with his aloof and serious demeanor.
๐ Timelapse to 6 months into the marriage ๐
Over the past six months, you and Shoto have spent considerable time together. While the initial awkwardness has faded, your relationship remains somewhat frosty, with Shoto's aloof nature and your independent spirit often clashing. Hearing the sound of the door opening, you turn your attention towards the entrance, expecting to see Shoto returning home after a long day at work.
Shoto's icy eyes meet yours as he walks into the kitchen, a hint of exhaustion in his gaze from a long day's work "I'm home," he replies, a faint edge to his voice.
"welcome" you say in a smoothing voice, shotos eyes focus on the steady movement of the knife as you chop the vegetables, his expression remaining neutral.
"You should go change you must be tired..." you tell him hoping he'd leave.. Shoto raises an eyebrow at your suggestion, sensing the hint of impatience in your voice.
"I'm fine," he replies, his tone firm. He leans against the counter next to you. You finish cutting up the vegetables and put them inside the boiling pot covering it turning tour body towards Shoto He leans casually against the counter, observing you with a detached expression on his face.
"Do you need something?" You question to why he's still in the kitchen. Shoto shrugs, his eyes flicking away for a moment before returning to you.
"Just watching you cook," he replies casually, his expression neutral. There's a hint of something in his eyes, though, something that betrays a deeper thought beneath the surface. You hum in response setting a timer.
"well I'm going to go change..." you warn him he doesnโt respond at first, his eyes fixed on you.
Then, before you can leave the kitchen, he speaks up.
"Wait."
You turn in confusion
"is there something you need?"
Shoto stands up from where he had been leaning against the counter and takes a few steps forward, closing the distance between you in a few strides. He seems to hesitate for a split second before speaking, as if trying to choose his words carefully.
"There's something I want to say to you," he finally says, his tone serious.
You turn nervous you didn't know why but... he never really says anything especially warns you "yes?" You raise and eyebrow waiting for his response.
Shoto hesitates for a moment, his expression unreadable. His eyes lock with yours, intense and focused. He takes a breath before speaking, his voice steady but laced with a hint of uncertainty.
โIve... been thinking about our mariage lately," he says, his gaze never wavering. He's careful with his choice of words, his usual confidence faltering slightly.
"What have you been thinking?" You question.
Shoto takes a step closer, closing the already small gap between you. He's standing so close that you can practically feel the heat radiating off of his body. His eyes remain fixed on yours, his expression a mix of seriousness and uncertainty.
"About us..." he says, his voice quieter now. "About our marriage. About the six months we've been living together."
Your face turn bright red feeling his presence so close to you... he wanted to talk about marriage? Now? Why? You question yourself waiting for his reply.
Shoto notices the blush creeping onto your cheeks, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He studies your face closely, observing your reaction to his words and his close proximity to vou. After a moment. he continues. his voice softer than usual.
"I've noticed that we've been... distant.
We barely talk. We hardly even spend time with each other."
You notice his smirk causing your blush to lower and stop "well yes we aren't in this marriage for Love now are we?" You question
Shoto's smirk falters slightly at your words, a flicker of something passing through his eyes before it's gone in an instant. He leans against the counter, his arm brushing against yours in the confined space of the kitchen.
"No, we're not," he says, looking at you for over a moment before speaking again.
"But that doesn't mean we have to be completely indifferent to each other."
"Mh well if theirs something missing you could always find it in someone else" hoping he wouldnโt take your suggestion seriously but not letting it show you look at him and smile.
Shoto's eyes narrow at your words, a flicker of annoyance crossing his expression. He steps closer, his body pressed against yours, his hand brushing against your hip as he grips the edge of the counter.
"I have no interest in finding what we're
'missing' in anyone else." His voice is low and firm, his eyes locked on yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat.
"u-um... it was just a suggestion ..." you reply to him lowly looking away.
Shoto's grip on the counter tightens, his knuckles turning white. He steps closer, invading your personal space, his body practically surrounding yours. His voice is a low, almost guttural growl when he speaks.
"I don't want anyone else." His words are filled with a possessive edge, his gaze burning into yours. He's so physically close to you that you can feel his breath on your skin.
"S-hoto... you're getting kind of close... you tell him as your hands lay on his chest being the only thing that keeps the space between you and him,he notices your hands on his chest, your body language a mixture of caution and hesitation. He steps even closer, his body now fully pressed against yours as he leans in, his face just centimeters from yours. His eyes locked firmly onto yours, his gaze unwavering.
"And?" he replies, his voice a low murmur. His hand moves from the counter to your hip, gripping it possessively.
"W-we don't even love eachother isn't this a hit close?" You ask knowing youโd developed feelings for him but only he knew if he would set his eyes for another other than you..
Shoto's grip on your hip tightens, his fingers digging into your skin almost possessively. His eyes search your face, looking for any sign of discomfort or rejection in your expression. His gaze is intense, filled with a mixture of desire and something else, something unreadable.
"Who says I don't love you?" he counters, his voice a low rumble. His other hand comes up to cradle your jaw, his thumb brushing against your cheek softly.
"w-what!?" You shout turning to look at him with a bring blush in your face feeling the tenth on between both your body's. Yours specifically craving his...he observes your reaction, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he sees the flush on your cheeks. He leans in, his body pressed even tighter against yours, his hand still holding your jaw, forcing you to look at him.
"I said," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. His breath fans across your skin, sending a shiver through your body.
"Who says I don't love you?" he repeats, the intensity in his eyes growing. You felt his lips touch yours inside a spark appears.
Shoto's lips brush against yours, softly at first, as if he's testing the waters. But just as you start to respond to the kiss, he deepens it, his hand on your hip pulling you closer against him. His body is flush against yours, his other hand moving to the nape of your neck, holding you in place as he kisses you with a possessive fervor. You moan his name softly from his actions
"s-ho..."
Shoto's grip on you tightens even more at the sound of his name slipping out of your mouth. He pushes you harder against the counter, his body trapping you in between himself and the cold surface. His lips move to your jaw, trailing a path of kisses down to your neck.
"Say it again," he whispers against your skin, his voice a low, demanding murmur.
"Mhm..." you start to feel and needy for his touch "sho..." you moan again. He groans softly at the sound of his name leaving vour lios again. the feeling of your body against his driving him crazy. His lips brush against your neck, tasting your skin as his hands move to your hips, gripping them tightly. He pulls you closer, his body pressed against you as he nibbles at a sensitive spot on your neck.
"F-fuck," he murmurs, his voice hoarse with desire.
You moan with each action he's does touching, feeling you it drives you insane you start moving your hips towards his in despair of more
Shoto feels your hips moving against his, your movements driving him crazy. He groans against your skin, his hands moving up to grip your waist, holding you firmly in place. He starts to grind against you, meeting your movements with his own, his body moving in a desperate rhythm against yours.
"F-fuckโฆ" he murmurs again, his voice low and gravelly. One hand moves to the back of your thigh, pulling your leg up to wrap around his hip, bringing your bodies even closer together.
"m-Mh!", "s-ho... please take me..." you look at him with lustful eyes. Shoto's eyes darken at your words, the sound of your voice pleading for him sending a jolt of desire straight through his body. He lets out a low growl, his hands gripping you tighter.
"God, baby..." he whispers, his lips moving to your ear, nipping at the lobe.
"Keep saying my name like that and I won't be able to control myself." He slowly kisses your neck leaving love bruises hearing your moan by his ear turned him on eagerly.
โP-please shoโฆ s-stop teasing me I canโt take it anymore your driving me crazyโ tears prickle from your eyes eager for his touch.
Shoto smirks โohyeah?..โ, โthis is how Iโve been feeling these past months.. I thought Iโd never get to taste youโฆโ he says softly by you ear.
Heโs driving you crazy your hands lead their way toward his belt unbuckling it as you try to lower his pants along with his underwear.
โDo you really need me that much sweetie?โ He chuckles lowly as he shivers from your touch turning him on. He continues to let you do what your doing making you struggle as he slips one hands under your skirt while other holds onto your hips, his fingers run through your clit making you shiver after his roach moaning lowly grasping for more.
โYouโre so pretty like thisโฆโ he states as he runs his finger in circular motions weakening your legs making them shake.
โS-sho..โ you sigh, โp-pleasee!โ You beg.
He chuckles as he kisses your lips once again before lowering his underwear just enough to take out his member , raising your skirt and pulling your underwear to the side he thatโs rubbing himself into your entrence.
โYour so wet I havenโt even put it in..โ you whispers softly in your ear causing you to moan in every slip his rubs onto you
โM-Mhh..โ you hold onto his shoulders as he starts to put his tip in slowly driving you crazy. Before he can completely put it in the takes a look at your lewed face fille deity tears and eager he takes his member out only to repeatedly edge you with his tip. Having had enough with this action you hold onto him and enter yourself forcefully causing you to moan his name out loud.
โF-Fuck!!โ He groans in pleasure as you start riding him the best you could insirting yourself in and out of him making him weak, deciding to take control he lays on the table facing him placing your legs around his hips thrusting in and out of you in a fast pace.
โO-oh!! S-shoo!!โ , โF-fuckk~โ you whine as your eyes roll back from all the pleasure heโs giving you, You feel his tip so deep enough your cervix feeling his dick practically tremble as your walls hold and tighten around him.
โY-you feel so good..โ โyour s-soโฆ soo..goodโฆโ he whines as he continues to thrust bring one of your legs over his shoulder to access you deep enough.
โc-Cumming!! C-um-โ before you could even finish your pleadings you feel yourself come undone as he gives a final thrust deep in you finishing insideโฆ
You both hear the timer you had set earlier run out as he chuckles and kisses your lips softly whispering in your ear โThis wonโt be the only time weโll be doing this..โ he smirks as kisses you passionately hearing your moans by his lips.
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If I had a nickel for every time a blonde in anime spontaneously ignited fire around them like a super saiyan, Iโd have two nickels. Which isnโt a lot but itโs weird it that it happened twice.
Not a lot of people know this..
Hey hey hey!โจ๐ฆ๐ค๐งก Bokuto Koutaro
โณ๐พ๐๐ถ ๐๐๐๐๐๐.โจ๐ค๐ฎ๐พ
Baki Baki ni ore Kokoro wo da yo!. Tendou Satori. The Guess monster.โค๏ธ๐โจ๐น
What I want to do when I see my old drawings
O que sinto vontade de fazer quando vejo meus desenhos antigos
Made this lol.
โ I wanna be with you, even if you're not Hikaru.
Is it too much to want a friendship like this?
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Newly Brewed Tea and a Morning City View โ TodoMomo
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[A/N]
This has been in my drafts for a really long time, so take it.
And just a warning: itโs cringy.
Anyways, hope you all enjoy, and I love you all!
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The left side of the early morning sky was a dark lavender shade; the temperature cold and bitter, but the right side showed a baby blue that was easy on the eyes, and the feeled temperature that was gradually getting warmer by the half-hour. Yao-momo watched the usual morning doves soar gracefully in the sky that reminded her of her other half. The one that was still fast asleep back inside. After two long weeks of hard, non-stop hero work, the two could finally get the sweet relaxation they both well-deserved.
She sipped her tea thoughtfully, the boiled water warming her up from the inside out almost instantly. She gazed upon the view of her apartment balcony, located on the thirteenth floor. The town - regardless that it was 6:30 in the morning - was just beginning to buzz with its usual life and energy. A few cars began appearing on the road and driving to wherever the errand-runners and work-women needed to be, and the lights of small corner stores and pharmacies were starting to be switched on; preparing for their day of demanding customers.
Yao-momo yawned and stretched out her legs, tugging her knitted, vanilla sweater over her shoulders and stood up - empty teacup in hand. Even though it was her first day to finally relax and take it easy, she always made a schedule. And that schedule had started right now.
Yao-momo went back inside, put the kettle on boil, picked a tea bag at random and set it down in her cup.
โGood morning.โ
Yao-momo quickly glanced behind her.ย โOh, good morning, Shoto.โ
Yao-momo heard the scraping of a chair, and assumed Shoto had dragged himself to the kitchen table tiredly.
โWhyโre you up so early?โ Shoto asked, his morning-voice deep and rough.ย
Ding.
Yao-momo turned back around and took another teacup from the cupboard, then poured the boiling water into both of them and dipped the tea bags in and out of the hot water to let the herbs seep in.
โI found it hard to sleep, so I got up and made myself some tea.โ Yao-momo explained, turning around with two full cups of tea in each hand and sat across from Shoto, placing his cup in front of him, along with a tender kiss on his head.
โWhy did you get out of bed?โ Asked Yao-momo in return, but Shoto had already nestled his head on his arms - dozed off. Yao-momo turned to look out the kitchen window; apricot sunshine was now peeking out of little-fall clouds, officially starting the day for many. Yao-momo gingerly took a sip of her tea, but winced as she took a rather big one and burned her tongue. She threatened to spit it out, but resisted and swallowed it with - quite literally - hot pain sinking down inside her chest.
She looked back at Shoto; his breathing done in long, heavy sighs. Yao-momo began to worry that he would accidentally fall on the floor thinking that he was in bed, but shook her worries away with a literal shake of her head. He wasnโt stupid, after all. There would always be that thought that reminded him that he wasnโt in his bed lingering in the back of his mind - just like sleeping on an airplane.
Yao-momo sighed and stood, then walked towards the window, getting a better view for herself. The streets below her were now packed with ant-sized people bustling together to form a thick crowd. She remembered being a part of that crowd just a week ago, patrolling the streets like the hero she trained to be. Shoto had been patrolling in a different part of the town.
But wherever they were, they both worked equally hard, and it was safe to say that one of them was extremely exhausted - no doubt.
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Hm, I wonder...
The first day of school...
Teacher: *turns to me* And what do you like?
Me: *thinks about everything I like, but they just so happen to be everything that everybody in my class dislikes*
Me: .... A-anime...?
Based on a true story; people called me weaboo for the whole year.
