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suksatoru · 3 months ago

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𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙙 𝙗𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚.

late night snack runs with your boss, shigaraki!

a/n ☾ ⋆*･ ahhh this is one of my fav shiggy pieces!! also i may or may not have forgotten to capitalize like i usually do :O enjoy!

shigaraki was surprised to hear a knock on his bedroom door so late at night - he lifted his head off his palm and groggily pushed his sore elbows off the table they were propped up against. he had fallen asleep at his desk. again.

his eyes caught onto the bright red lights of the clock that red 1:32 am, before he twisted his door open with a grumble

out of all the things that could have been on the other side of his door, the last person he expected was you at this hour.

"uh oh. were you sleeping shiggy?" you question with a quiet laugh as he glares at you silently, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand as he huffs

"no- i was just about to though. did you need something?" he questions, suddenly aware of the fact that his hair was definitely all over the place - tousled with sleep and exhaustion. embarrassed, he peers down at you with a grimace

"i'm hungry for gas station udon."

the sigh he lets out is so dramatic that you can't help but laugh. he glances back at the clock on his desk before back at you, his lips set in a thin line as he closes the door. you blink at the wood in front of your face for about five seconds before he opens it again - a black coat thrown over his frame

"let's go." he sneers, waving at your pajamas with a scowl "you better get changed qui-"

he's cut off by your squeals, flinching when you wrap your arms around him in a grateful hug

"thank you boss man! you're the best-" you grin, even as he stands as stiff as a board while you hug him. he grumbles something under his breath as you pull away and show him your palm, all fingers up - "five minutes shiggy! be right back!"

you've disappeared before he could even respond, a tinge of pink coating his pale cheeks as he huffs

you're out within a few minutes wearing gloves and a hat pulled over your hair. one of shigaraki's winter jackets - which was little too big for you as you practically drowned in the fabric, hung over your frame as you stepped out of your room with a grin.

you're both out of the hideout soon enough. shigaraki notices how the tip of your nose is pink from the freezing temperature, and how cold frost expelled from your mouth every time you cracked one of your ridiculous jokes that had him struggling to suppress his laughter, because he'd be damned if he laughed at one of your corny pick up lines.

"you're lucky they're open twenty four hours a day." he points out, opening the door of the gas station as the bell above the door jingles to life - indicating there were customers to the old man who sat behind the counter as he read something. he sent a polite smile in greeting before his eyes averted back to whatever it was he was reading

"yeah- ooo they restocked my flavors!" you exclaim, recognizing the familiar colorful packaging stacked neatly near the back of the store as you tug shigaraki along - he follows begrudgingly, and surprisingly doesn't tug his hand out of yours

he watches you ogle the colorful packaging and has to physically restrain himself from scoffing. what's so interesting about it anyway - you're acting like you've stepped into some sort of a gourmet restaurant with the way your tongue pokes out to lick your frost coated lips!

"i want that one-" you finally say, pointing to the top shelf where 'shrimp tempura' was displayed on the label of the cup in italics. with a sigh, your boss reaches up above you and picks two off the shelf and hands them to you. "happy?" he grumbles

your enthusiastic nod has him grunting in response, but when he turns to head to the cash register, you tug on his sleeve - "shiggy, you need to pick one too!"

he turns around with furrowed brows. "i'm not hungry-"

but he's cut off by you shoving your cup into his arms as you turn back to the wall, observing and humming thoughtfully as you try and find a flavor shigaraki would like - maybe something light, and a bit spicy.

picking up another container that seemed more like his taste, you grab onto shigaraki's sleeve with a final nod - tugging him to the cash register with the goods in hand.

it was almost comical how you were dragging him around, like a dog on a leash. but shigaraki wasn't protesting. especially not if you were the one dragging him around. a part of him loathed the fact he would follow you to the ends of the world if the time came - but for now, snack runs would do too.

while you make small talk with the old man behind the register and pay for everything, shigaraki is quiet behind you.

he's unsure how to act after you insisted on him getting some food too. why did he care so much? you seemed to have already forgotten your simply gesture, laughing at something the elderly man said as shigaraki looms behind you.

you turn around to ask shigaraki something, but the thought slips your mind when you find him already burning a hole into the back of your head - staring blankly. his back straightens quickly when you catch him staring and you snort - making a mental note to tease him later about his staring habit.

the moment the cashier hands you the plastic bag, shigaraki is tugging you out of the store and onto the cold streets

"someone's hungry." you giggle, watching the way his brows pull together - his usual scowl faltering when you laugh even harder

"you're the one who dragged me all the way out here-"

but he's cut off with an overly dramatic gasp as you stop walking. he turns back in confusion, before he follows the trail of your gaze

oh no.

"absolutely not."

about a dozen yards from the two of you, stood a playground.

"shiggy it's covered in snow! imagine it - you're sliding down the slide and fall right on your ass! hah! we are so going!" you squeal.

tomura thought your enthusiasm for gas station udon would go unmatched - yet here you were, climbing onto the swings and asking him to push you.

sure, he would push extra hard and let out a raspy cackle when you yelped - demanding he slow down. your legs kicked through the air as you helplessly threaten him, but your laughter sounded through the air regardless, and tomura can't remember a moment where he'd felt quite as happy as he does now.

he's crammed into the little house attached to the swings and slide now - god forbid someone sees the leader of the league sitting in a little wooden cottage with little rainbows and hearts painted all over its surface. you gently tuck the little plastic bag containing your packaged food onto the ground beside you.

"shiggy - this could make an excellent hide out if we ever need a place to crash." you whisper with a bashful smile

"sure." he whispers back, even though there's no one else around to hear either of you. he watches your eyes drift out the little window in the playhouse. the snow falls softly outside, coating the grass in a thick blanket. you see a few specks in your boss's light blue hair - a smile curling on your lips at the sight

he rolls his eyes, but makes no further comment. it's quiet now - the only sound being gentle whoosh of the falling snow. your hand shifts forward and lays flat on shigaraki's thigh - palm up. his eyes quickly move to your face when you do - and he's met with a cheeky grin

"i forgot to bring gloves. think you can warm up my hands?" you question, an amused smile on your face as you quickly tuck your glove into the pocket of your coat and out of sight. not very sneaky- but who cares?

he's still. watching you quietly. he blames the way his fingers curl and intertwine with yours on the cold weather freezing the gears in his mind needed to function properly.

it's so nice. that's all you can think as he brushes a tentative thumb over your knuckles, turning to look at the falling snow out the window with you.

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connorsui · 5 months ago

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AAAUUGHHHHHHH IM BOUNDED TO THE TABLE AS WE SPEAK CUZ THESE THOUGHTS HAVE REACHED ASYLUM LEVELS OF CARNAGE 🩷🩷 my dearest beloved author...those words under the fic do not lie when they say they love touya cuz lawd does this fanfic speak for itself for the way u write about him!? Down to the kiddo days to the high school aura of madness - like we might say we are bestiesssss but let's be for real!? ...

that man wanted us straight from the get go

Like I bet he was thinking about us even before getting the courage to even come near us with the intentions of wanting us to be his girlfriend ...but helping him out with his hair?? ..getting dressed in clothes? ..down to getting in bed with him? ...he might aswell pull out the wedding ring because I ain't leaving any time soon and whoever be seeing me with another man gotta be blind cuz they ain't gonna see me anywhere else besides being in touyas arms

UGHHH- I'm recoiling ...I swear to you I cannot even properly put myself in place when you got a fic like this just happily roaming around on ur blog like a little bubble waiting to be seen

It's like it got little edible Sparks of gold in between and all I wanna do is devour it

Now u got me thinking about our college days...the possible drama ..somebody getting in the way of our relationship...a man? Wanting us?...a girl wanting touya for herself? ..small bit of angst until we come together again after suddenly seeing eachother at a club? ..

Getting married!?!? ...

I cannot- ..ur fic is making me imagine thoughts that don't exist

𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨 - 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚.

summary; touya todoroki falls in love with you - but he musters up the courage to display his hearts true desires the day you help him dye his hair - just how can he control himself when your soft hands are rubbing his scalp so sweetly?

cw; lovesick touya au

Touya Todoroki met you on his first day of third grade.

Elementary school kids were mean, he learned this when he was backed into a corner by a group of older kids as they demanded to play with Touya's toy - their small, greedy hands reached out to try and grab it from him with force

But this was Touya we were talking about, a young boy with a pulsing core of pure fire.

His punch wasn't perfect - his small fist didn't hit as hard as he wanted it to, and it wasn't strong enough to knock the boy out like he was hoping to - but the boy was on the floor, holding his bloodied nose with wide eyes as he furiously wiped the blood away - fat tears threatening to spill down his face.

Just as the bully opened his mouth - prepared to throw every single bad word he knew Touya's way as his friends moved forward to retaliate - you came.

You were smaller than the other boys, smaller then Touya too. Touya watched your pink sneakers light up as you approached the group with angry little steps. But you were determined, so much so that you had managed to get the little punk's friends to back up the moment you arrived

"I see you bullies from across the play ground! Leave him alone before I tell on you." You say, crossing your arms over your chest as Touya looks up at you in disbelief - who were you?

"He started it! You saw it all wrong then, you can't tell on us." One of the boy's sneered - and you only huffed as you turned around and looked towards Touya - no, behind him - you picked up the branch that laid beside him and lifted it easily, swinging the thing around like a bat with a laugh that had the boy's yelling in response

"Come on! I thought you wanted to play!" You urge - but they're already leaving - stumbling over each other's legs as they run away. They're screaming over their shoulders as they leave - calling you insane until their retreating figures are out of your line of sight

Touya's fists are balled at his side. His teeth grinding together angrily as he stands up

"Hey! You didn't have to do that. I was gonna crush 'em." He says, narrowing his eyes as he holds up his fist - an feeble attempt to look threatening to you as you merely tilt your head at him

"Are you ok?"

He rolls his eyes, letting out an angry huff as he kicks a nearby rock with the edge of his sneaker. It lands near your feet - but you don't look down at it. You just keep staring at him, waiting for his response with those big eyes - and suddenly, he finds himself gulping when he remembers you'd just scared away an entire group of boys moments before

"I'm fine." He snaps, but when he looks back at you - you're cracking a smile as you take his hand

"You're weird. I like you."

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

The remainder of elementary school - the two of you were inseparable.

You two were always together. It had become a little insane how much the two of you seemed to rely on each other - Rei remembers the time Touya had pretended to be sick in school when he realized you hadn't come to class that day. What was the point of going if you weren't there?

You'd often get in trouble because of Touya - you'd always be there to take the blame for him when ever he did something dumb in school.

You're in middle school now, swinging your feet nervously as you stare at your shoes.

You've never really gotten into trouble before - but it seemed serious this time. Touya had gotten into another fight - you didn't know what it was about, but you'd been there to see it happen and insisted to every teacher that would listen that it wasn't Touya's fault.

He's walking out of the principals office after a few moments - and for once, he looks guilty. You're sure it's only because he managed to drag you into his mess again, not because he felt bad about the fight.

After a scolding from the principal that has your eyes brimming with tears - Touya's shoulders are slumped as the two of you walk back to class.

"Why did you do that, y/n? I told him you had nothing to do with it and you just had to share the blame, didn't you? Well I don't need you babying me all the time." He sneers, his frustration evident in the way his were hands stuffed in the pocket of his hoodie as you swipe your wet lashes with the back of your hand

"Shut up. I'll kick your ass." You mumble, crossing your arms over your chest with a frown as you think about how you managed to reduce the punishment Touya would've received. - a part of you was relieved, but the other half was devastated. You hated getting in trouble - and that's all Touya was.

" 'm sorry. I just got mad. You know, I'm real stupid y/n. " He mutters after seeing your wet cheeks, nudging your shoulder with a crooked smile as he attempts to make you laugh

"I know." You say, finally turning to him with the smallest of smiles as he grins widely

"Hah! And by the way, that jerk totally deserved it. We saved the world from yet another asshole, y/n!" He exclaims proudly, and you finally laugh

You return to class feeling lighter than you did when you left - your seat was across the classroom from Touya, but you could see him staring at you.

You lift your head to meet his gaze - and he merely grins back with that same infuriating smile, sending you a little wave that had you rolling your eyes with a gentle smile.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

High school was so much more different than middle school. Boy and girls didn't seem to be friends - they were boyfriends and girlfriends. That, or they were enemies.

You and Touya were neither,

You were best friends.

That's why you and him would always walk back to his house after school - a routine the two of you have been doing ever since elementary school. You seemed to be over at his house all the time - sometimes for homework, and other times with the simple intention of playing with Touya's sidblings. Those kids adored you - I mean, if their cool older brother was so close with you, then you must be something special. And they were right - you were.

Some nights you'd sneak into his room while his dad was over - Enji rarely did visit, but when he did - Touya didn't bother to spend time with his father. He usually needed you there for some emotional support, he'd never say it, but you could tell your friend was being grumpy and stand offish for a good reason. You knew him better than anyone.

But that was near impossible with Enji sitting in the living room with his usual scowl plastered on his features as he visitied his kids. You couldn't enter through the house to reach your friend if he was right there -

So that's why you're balancing yourself on the branch of this tree - tongue poked out in concentration as you carefully rapped your knuckles against Touya's window - shivering as you wrap your arms around yourself. Holy shit it's cold.

He'd texted you around half and hour ago - saying he needed you to come over. You pull out your phone - checking to see if he texted you again after you left to walk the five minute path towards his house.

come over right now or i'm gonna die

Wtf touya. Do you actually need help or what?

come over y/nnnn. please.

Him using the world please was out of the ordinary - so you huff - and try to open the window yourself. Luckily for you - it was unlocked. You climb in quickly, shutting it close behind you with a shiver, turning to look at the oh too familiar bedroom.

The walls were covered with band posters, his black sheets and pillows crumpled and messy since it seemed like he never made his bed. His black boots were thrown haphazardly off near the door - and you can hear the water running in the joined bathroom to his room.

You pull off your own boots, placing them neatly beside his before you knock on the bathroom door

"Touya. Are you peeing?" You question, leaning against the door as you hear the water shut off - you hear movement on the other side of the door, and he opens it quickly with the biggest grin ever on his face

He's shirtless - but your eyes can only widen a fraction before he tugs you into the bathroom and slams the door behind you

He tilts his head towards you, grinning at the little pom-pom ontop of your winter hat - he flicks it with a snicker as you scowl

"Where's your shirt you freak." You mutter, watching as he lays his hands on the bathroom counter with a lazy grin

"Dunno. Think it's on the floor somewhere. You blushing?" He questions, poking your cheek as you swat his hand away

"They're pink from the cold, dipshit. Now - tell me what was so important." You say, tugging your snow covered gloves off with an angry huff as he grins at you

Turning around, he plucks a plastic bag off the edge of his bathtub and hands it to you with a mischievous grin

You peer inside, pulling out the dark bottle as your eyes gleam with recognition

"Hair dye?" You say, smiling as you turn towards him with a laugh - he smiles to himself when he sees your reaction, taking it from your hands and inspecting the bottle's label

"You think it's a good idea? I mean, going black?" He says, turning the bottle over in his palm as your eyes soften

"Hold on." You say, grabbing both sides of his face as you turn his head towards you - he's taken a back, looking at you with confused eyes as you cup his cheeks and stare right at him

You hold him like this for a few seconds - and he curses in his mind, knowing just how well his blush is visible against his pale skin. He's about to slap your hand away - tell you to get your dirty hands off of his face, but you're pulling back with a grin

"I know you'll look good. Now, you want my help?"

He's blinking out of whatever daze he was in as he nods

"Yeah yeah. Try not to get it in my eyes, dummy." He says, lifting himself onto the sink with a cheeky grin as you roll your eyes, pulling the latex gloves onto your hands as you unbox the dye

He was acting like a drunk - that's what you'd said when he wrapped his arms around your middle and actually giggled - shaking his head that was coated with the fresh dye as you shield yourself with a shriek

"Touya!" You cry out, pinching his side as he yelps - quickly jumping off the counter with a laugh as he itches his neck

"Can I wash it off now? It's been forever, c'mon." He groans, looking at his reflection in the mirror with a grin as his hands hover over the blackened hair

You glance down at your phone - 6:20, half an hour had passed since you lathered the dark color into his hair. You nod your head with a sigh and he smirks, turning on his shower before turning towards you with a teasing grin

"Wanna hop in and help me wash it off?" He says, lazily moving to take off the towel that had been secure on his hips until now - his hands moves to slowly untie the knot as you yelp - running out of the bathroom in less that five seconds as you slam the door shut and locked behind you

You can hear his laughter as you shudder, lowering yourself onto his bed and tangling yourself into the dark sheets.

Maybe it was his lingering scent that had you easing further into the bed - his smell clouded your senses. It smelled good -

No, god what's wrong with you?!

You let out a frustrated sigh at the thought - lately these kind of thoughts have been popping more and more. You blamed it on the weather - no way you actually liked Touya. No, it just wasn't possible. It's the cold snow freezing the gears in your mind and making them act up.

He's strolling out of the bathroom quite cockily after his 15 minute shower - he looked good. You'd done a great job, covering all of his hair evenly and well. He planned to plant a teasing kiss onto your cheek to thank you - only to find you asleep in his bed, curled up against the sheets as your chest rose and fell gently.

Your lips were parted just the slightest bit, lashes fluttering in your sleep while you slept.

He smiled looking at you - your fingers were curled around his blankets, pulling the fabric close to you.

He lowers himself onto the bed right beside you, grinning when you mumble his name in your sleep. He was definitely going to bring that up later when you wake up.

For now though, he settles himself into your arms, replacing the blanket you once clutched as his arms tighten around you.

He could only savor the moment for a few minutes - because his cheek is so painfully pinched that his eyes fly open with a scowl

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" He snaps, rubbing away the sleep in his eyes as you squeal

"Touya! It looks so good, oh wow!" You laugh, excitedly running your hand through the strands of his hair as he relaxes

"Yeah. Just like you said. Thanks for helping." He mumbles, suddenly quiet at the feeling of your hands cradling his scalp so gently - god, your fingers felt so soft and so nice - he's leaning into your touch until you pull your hand away. He tries not to pout when you do, settling on a sigh as you push off his chest

"Can't believe you were snuggling me. Now I'm all stinky." You say, a teasing tone in your voice as he rolls his eyes, crossing his arms behind his head as he looks up at you

"You should stay the night." He says casually, staring up at the ceiling as you pause from where you sat - hand out stretched towards your boots

"You know my dad's gonna be pissed. And plus - I don't have any clothes." You say, watching him carefully as he sits up with a shrug

"Just wear one of my shirts. It'll be like a night dress for you though." He says, watching you contemplate the request silently. He knows he's won when you let out an annoyed sigh

"Fine- "

You can't even finish your sentence as he tugs you back onto the bed, practically suffocating you as he tightens his arms around you

"Let go, freak!" You laugh, struggling in his grasp as he bites down gently on your shoulder - watching your squirm in his arms with a sick grin

"Nuh uh." He says, tossing you onto the bed as he hovers over you - watching the laughter bubble out of your chest - it was like music to his ears. Even when you wheezed from the lack of air - when your eyes screwed shut as your lips were pulled back in the biggest smile ever - he loved the sight. So much.

So he leans down - pressing his mouth onto yours to silence your sweet laughter as he pins his body flush against yours.

So soft.

Your eyes widen - he silences your sounds of surprise with his lips, his hands curl around to nestle under your head as he tilts your face up - giving him better access as you carefully press a hand into his hair

He groans the moment you tug - turning to you with a grin so giddy that you can't stop your cheeks from flushing at the sight

Maybe that dream he'd woken you up from could be a reality - it seemed that way with the way his lips tipped upwards so playfully. His eyes were hesitatnt, a little nervous as he waited for you to say something - tell him it was a mistake and he was stupid for kissing you -

But you tug him back, letting out sweet sounds that he swallows with his longing lips. His lips were so tender - but they way they pushed against you - so rough and desperate had you craning your neck further up and tugging harder on his black strands

He gently tugs your sweater up the slightest bit - pressing his palm flat against your stomach -

"Touya-nii, mom said you have to come down for dinn- "

Touya whips his head around at Shoto's voice - and he feels you physically freeze under him at the sound

"Shoto you little - "

But he can't get another word out, not when you plant a firm kick on Touya's chest that has him falling over the edge of the bed with a startled yelp. You sit up - mortified as the little boy stares back at you with wide eyes from the doorway

"Uh - " He starts, looking between you and Touya nervously as Touya clutches his chest in pain, turning to look at Shoto with daggers in his eyes

"Touya - he was, um - we were wrestling! You know, so we can see who's the strongest Shoto, nothing more!" You say, nervously laughing as Shoto blinks

"Why was he putting his mouth on you?"

Touya face palms as he lays on the floor, pulling himself up as he walks towards Shoto

"You're so dea- "

But the little boy slams the door, effectively running away as Touya presses his palm against his face - muttering every curse word he knew as you swallow the lump in your throat

God. You kissed Touya. Touya Todoroki. The boy who you grew up with - the one you'd promised to all your friends that he wasn't anything more than your best friend.

He turns to you, slyly as a mischievous glint shines brightly in those beautiful blue eyes of his

"We could continue now that he's - "

"Touya!" You snap, throwing his pillow right at him as he easily caught it - holding it up to throw it back as you tilt your head at him with narrowed brows - daring the boy to throw it at you.

"Fine fine." He mutters, settling on intertwining your hand with his as you let out a nervous breath of air

"What was that?" You ask quietly, looking at your intertwined hands as you caught your bottom lip between you teeth nervously

He looks down, tightening his grip on you as he gentle nudges your chin with his other hand to make you look at him

"Doesn't matter. You and I - we'll figure it out later, ok? Don't stress your pretty head over it." He says - his voice soft as he gently flicks your forehead

You give him a nervous smile - looking away when your eyes accidentally catch the sight of his plump lips -

He smirks knowingly.

"Cmon. He called us downstairs for dinner. Why don't we show your dad your new hair?" You say, standing up from the bed as Touya grins

"Thought you'd never ask, y/n."

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

The majority of the dinner consisted of Enji yelling, Natsuo laughing with Shoto and applauding Touya's new hair - Rei and Fuyumi trying to calm everyone down, and Touya tapping your thigh under the table as he happily ate the Soba in front of him.

a/n ⋆.˚ this man has been on my mind a little too much... (,,>﹏<,,) ❤︎

#touya todoroki #・❥ beena writes・#mha #my hero academia #mha x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #touya todoroki x reader #dabi x reader #dabi #league of villains #au #mha villains #shoto torodoki #consui says sum #consui sees

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suksatoru · 4 months ago

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𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 𝙸𝙽 𝙱𝙴𝙳! 🍰♡ ༘*.ﾟ🧸

synopsis; you and your daughter surprise your husband, satoru, on his birthday with breakfast in bed! ₊˚⊹♡🧁✧ ˚.

content; satoru!gojo x reader. daddy's girl ofccc

wc; 700⋆.˚

"Shh! We don't want daddy to wake up early on his birthday, right bubba?" You whisper with a smile, carefully taking the spoon from your daughters small, chubby hands as she peers up at you with a gummy smile

Today was Satoru's birthday - and as opposed as you were to sweets first thing in the morning, you believe your husband's sweet tooth will be absolutely thrilled by the surprise you had planned for him this fateful morning.

After lathering the remaining frosting onto the mini cupcake, you plate it before taking it with you to you and Satoru's bedroom - your baby trailed right behind you dutifully

Your daughter has just recently began to walk, so she still struggles to match your quick and excited steps as she wobbles behind you - clinging to your pajama pants as you slowly open your bedroom door

Satoru is laying on his stomach in bed, his pale hair ruffled from sleep with the slightest bit of drool running down his chin as he slept. You smile as you turn on the lamp to give the room some light - enough for you to maneuver yourself around the bed and plop yourself and your baby down onto it, but not enough to wake Satoru from his sleep.

"Dada." Your daughter whispers, poking Satoru's cheek with a giggle as Satoru mumbles something incoherent into his pillow - before his lashes are fluttering open when he smells fire

"What - " He starts, but is immediately cut off by the sight of his wife and daughter leaning over him with a small cupcake in hand - a sparkly candle lit atop it as you press a kiss onto his soft cheek

"Good morning, birthday man." You whisper, and Satoru smiles lazily as he wraps his arm around both of you, carefully placing the cupcake on his bedside table to hug the two of you freely as your daughter starts singing Happy birthday - her cheerful voice messing up a good seventy percent of the lyrics - but Satoru applauded her nonetheless after her little performance

"My little girl is a lovely singer. You think you can sing to me every morning?" Satoru teases with a sleepy laugh as your daughter claps her hands enthusiastically before crying out an adorable yes!

"How hard was it to convince mommy to give daddy a cupcake before breakfast? And without brushing my teeth!" Satoru adds with a dramatic gasp, tickling your daughter's belly as she squeals with laughter

"No brushing on daddy's birthday!"

He smiles as he looks at his little girl, one hand propping her up on his chest while his other hand holds yours under the blanket - he looks up at you from where he laid on the bed, a smirk forming on his handsome face

"No birthday kiss from mommy?" He teases, and you roll your eyes with a smile before you kiss him softly - he cradles the back of your head as he holds both you and your baby close to his chest while smiling against your lips - he sits up quickly after as your daughter folds herself under his arm while you hold out his cupcake in front of him

"You have to make a good wish, ok? " You say, and Satoru's heart swells at the sight of your smile

"There isn't a single other thing I could want." He whispers, the fire from the candle making his eyes shine in the dim room as you smile softly

"We'll all blow it out together, alright?" He says with a grin as your daughter rocks back and forth excitedly

"Ready?" He asks you, and you nod along with your little girl as Satoru begins to count down

"3..2..1!" He exclaims, and the three of you all blow the candle - the small fire is out in an instant, and you clap your hands with a laugh before you all begin eating the small cupcake - double chocolate, a perfect match for Satoru's sweet tooth

His birthday started off perfectly, with a lazy morning of breakfast in bed with his two favorite people in the world. No doubt you two had planned an amazing day for him on his birthday - he wouldn't have it any other way.

he's so daddy i can't (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) <333

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suksatoru · 5 months ago

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thinking about teenage satoru who is absolutely obsessed with you! °ᡣ𐭩 . ° .

Teenage Satoru Gojo - who writes you notes in class that always gets him scolded. Doodles of the two of you kissing, asking whether or not you'll go on a date with him, inviting you over to his dorm and begging insisting you help him study - anything and everything he could possibly say, he'll write it down and pass it to you at the most inconvenient times - it doesn't matter if you're taking a test - he will pass you a little sticky note telling you how pretty you look in that new skirt.

Teenage Satoru Gojo - who leaves flowers outside your dorm room every morning. He hopes his luxurious taste might be the thing to win you over - but his attempts are fruitless when he sees you handing out the roses from the bouquet he'd given you to random students. Everyone seemed to be walking around with the a single red rose in their hands, having no idea Satoru had bought them specifically for you. Suguru would approach his best friend with pink cheeks from his encounter with you and sniff the flower in front of Gojo's face with the simple intention to piss him off - laughing when the white haired boy pouts and groans.

Teenage Satoru Gojo - who has tried bribing his teachers to partner you with him for class assignments - unfortunately, he'd only get a swift smack to the head before being told to get out of the teacher's classroom. His head would be hanging as he left in defeat - but it would quickly lift when he'd see you propped against the hallway walls as you chatted with your friends - he'd send you a flirtatious wink that has you rolling your eyes - shaking your head with a soft laugh

Teenage Satoru Gojo - who tried origami for you - tossing the crumpled up balls of paper across his room angrily when he messes up his sixth heart - the ripped and torn edges of the pink paper have him groaning in frustration. It takes him hours to perfect the origami heart - but it was worth it. After all, you deserved nothing less than perfection in his eyes. And what exactly was he? Perfection. Perfect for you.

Teenage Satoru Gojo - who always talks about you to Suguru. Geto knows just about everything concerning you now - thanks to his best friend who can't seem to shut up about the girl his entire world seemed to revolve around. You truly seemed like the only person to live up to whatever impossible standards Satoru must have - that's what Suguru concluded. Gojo didn't spare anyone he didn't deem worth his time a single glance - but he always seemed to have his eyes on you.

Teenage Satoru Gojo - who's pumping his fist into the air during class, unable to contain his excitement when you actually circled the yes on his daily 'will you go out with me, pretty girl?' paper. He seems to go into cardiac arrest when you turn around and send him a wink - placing the slip of paper into the pocket of his shirt as he blinks in bewilderment - Suguru can barely muffle his laughter as Satoru stands up abruptly from his seat - knocking his chair over in the process as he quite literally squeals.

your honor he's so perf i can'ttttt. (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

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suksatoru · 6 months ago

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𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎.

satoru gojo drabble 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ

╰┈➤ satoru! x reader! ೃ⁀➷

synopsis; satoru asks his students to help him with your valentines day surprise!

"And just how many roses did you get for her?"

"A thousand. But I've got a feeling I should've gotten more." Satoru says, craning his neck to try and take in the view of the swirls of red and pink in front of him

The trio of students merely groaned, seeing how much work they were going to have to do by somehow moving said roses inside your apartment while you were out.

"You're insane." Megumi mumbles as he watches Satoru lean down to smell a bouquet - a pleased smile on his face when he inhales the flora’s scent. They smelled amazing. Perfect. Just what you deserved - the best of the best.

"Not my fault you losers don't have any Valentine's day plans. Now, let's get started!" He exclaimed, grinning widely as he picks up a single rose and begins walking towards the entrance of the building - not giving the bystanders that are walking out of the property a single glance as they gawk at the hundreds of flowers placed outside

"You're lucky we like y/n!" Nobara yells after him, crossing her arms in annoyance as Yuji grabs a bouquet off the ground

"Come on! We don't want her coming home half way!" He sing songs, already trailing behind Gojo as Megumi rolls his eyes - following after the pink haired boy with his arms already filled with your flowers as Nobara complains about how she wasn't wearing the right shoes to walk up and down so many stairs

How long did it take them to complete this task? A good two hours. Satoru's commentary didn't seem to be helping - he kept rambling on about how he didn't know which restaurant to take you to for dinner - or what color suit he should wear

"Maybe grey? I think it'll bring out your eyes. Well - if you plan to take your blindfold off. Wait - do you have different colored blindfolds?" Yuji questions curiously as Nobara scowls

"Have you ever seen him wearing any other color besides black? Idiot!" She snaps, hitting the back of Yuji's head as he lets out a yelp, rubbing the back of his neck with a frown

"Sure do, but I don't really wear them. Hey! I should surprise her by wearing one of 'em, right?" He suggests as Yuji's frown is quickly transformed into the biggest grin

"Got any pink ones? To match a pink suit?" He says, laughing as Satoru rolled his eyes - Yuji caught the gesture because of the sunglasses Gojo was wearing today - a simple round pair he wore occasionally.

"Maybe black." Megumi mumbles, looking around the familair apartment as he settles down on your couch with a grunt. His limbs ached from walking up and down so many stairs - especially since he was carrying dozens of flowers with him. But a part of him didn't mind - if it was you, he'd find the strength to push through it and get all the flowers to your apartment. You and Gojo had done a lot for him, so a part of him wanted to be apart of this surprise for you.

Now - your countertop and majority of the floor were covered in roses. Satoru had taken the remaining bit to your room as the four of them sat on your couches in exhaustion - Satoru didn't seem to be fazed at all by the work. Which would make sense since the majority of it was done by the teens anyway.

"Black huh? You think I look good in black?" He teased as Megumi scowled, giving the light haired man a mean glare as he sighed

"A black suit because it's a classic - I doubt she'll be amused if she finds you in sitting on her bed in a hot pink suit." Megumi remarks as Yuji frowns, mumbling about how he'd love to see Gojo in a pink suit

"When does she come back anyway? Don't you want us to leave? I am not staying if you guys start kissing." Nobara says, pretending to vomit for better effect to her words as Satoru takes a quick glance at the clock behind him

"She should be home in half an hour- "

The door knob turns - the sound of metal keys clinking together on the other side of the door has just about everyone's eyes widening as you appear in the doorway

Your humming comes to a stop as just about everyone freezes - you, in the entrance - all three kids as they simply look towards Satoru in a panic - and your husband, already walking towards you with the biggest grin as he wraps you in a hug

"Surprise!"

You're squealing as he spins you around and peppers kisses all over your face. Nobara makes a show of looking immensely grossed out while Megumi rolls his eyes at the two of you. Yuji on the other hand, is watching like a proud mother hen - a happy sigh leaving his lips as he props his cheek against his hand

"They're so in love." He says dreamily, watching as Satoru mutters something in your ear that has you giggling while he picks up one of the roses off the ground and brings it your nose - encouraging you to take a whiff of the flower.

"So many flowers! And my favorite kiddos! Come here!" You say, laughing as you open your arms and welcome them into you and Satoru's hug. Yuji didn't hesitate to join - leaping over any flowers on the ground as he jumps into your embrace with an excited laugh. It didn't take long for the other two teenagers to join in.

"Oh! I almost forgot! " You say, pulling away from the hug as you move to grab your takeout bags with a grin - holding them up like some sort of a trophy as all of their grabby hands reach out towards the food instantly

"Baby, you didn't need to get dinner. I was gonna take you out." Satoru whines as you roll your eyes, a smile on your lips nonetheless

"I wanted to surprise you! Plus, you said you were busy for the afternoon so I thought I'd pick this up!" You say, pressing a kiss onto his cheek as his frown quickly transforms into a cheeky grin

"All that food for you and Gojo?" Yuji questions as Nobara nods along with him - the smell of the delicious food finally reaching their noses as Satoru gasps, hand on his heart as he tries to act offended by the boy's words.

"Have you seen how much he eats?" You question with a raised brow as they laugh - Satoru merely pouts as you took a quick glance around the apartment - yeah, there was no room for you guys to eat in there

"C’mon! Let's all go eat outside!"

So it seemed like dinner in a hot pink suit was cancelled as you led them all outside and onto the grass - the four of you sitting on the ground as they practically devoured the food within minutes. The sun was setting now - casting warm rays over all of you as you ate.

"Has he been starving you poor kids?" You say, handing a napkin to Yuji once you see his sauce covered face - he gives you a look of confusion when you hand it to him, but one glance at his phone's camera has him furiously rubbing the sauce off his face as he sends you an embarrassed smile

"Yeah. He made us do all the work too, pretty sure he was trying on your perfumes while we brought all the flowers to your apartment." Megumi deadpans, failing to keep his face blank as his lips twitch when you deliver a swift smack to Satoru

"You devil spawn! Making these poor kids do all the work." You laugh as he rubs the back of his neck with a smile. His eyes looked beautiful in the sunset - the sunlight seemed to make his eyes twinkle even brighter. Or maybe the reason they were shining so brightly was because he was looking at you.

You all sat outside for another hour, a cheerful smile on your face as you told his students stories of Satoru embarrassing enough to have Yuji spitting out his drink in laughter while your husband crossed his arms over his chest - denying your very true stories as their laughter sounded over his cries of 'that's not true!'

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selmasemlan · 4 months ago

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THIS IS WHAT WE WANTED, NOT WHATEVE WE GOT. THIIIIISDD

𝒹𝒶𝒷𝒾'𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉.

synopsis; dabi as a father - who knew he was such a family guy?

You click the small white circle towards the bottom of your phone for just about the hundredth time, angling your phone over Dabi as he slept soundly - the white haired baby on his chest peering up at you with a gummy smile

You giggle, pocketing your phone as you reach your hand forward to ruffle your little baby boy's unruly white hair while dabi shifts in his sleep, mumbling your name before he goes slack again

"He's tired, hm?" You hum, carefully lifting the baby off of his broad chest as you lay yourself on the couch beside Dabi, pushing your baby's hair from his forehead as an adorable pair of eyes stared back at you

"We really need to cut your hair." You huff, pushing back yet another stray strand out of the baby's eyes as he babbles something - staring at his dad with a chubby, outstretched hand

Dabi's eyes flutter open - and his hands instinctively reach towards his chest which felt entirely too light - but his eyes catch onto your smiling figure as he slowly turns to you with a lazy grin

"Punk woke up before me, huh?"

As if in response to his words, the little baby in your arms lets out a gurgle of excitement with twinkling eyes - crawling towards his father as Dabi outstretches his arms to welcome him into his embrace

He nestles right onto Dabi's chest, and soon enough - you too are curling yourself against his bare skin with a content sigh, smiling when you see Dabi already looking at you

"Want another one?"

Your smile falters in surprise as you attempt to form a coherent response - sputtering out a quiet huh?! as Dabi laughs loudly

"What? He's pretty cute. Look at him chewing on my shirt - we can get another one to chew on yours so it's fair." He says casually, pulling back your son's cheeks gently from his tattered shirt at the little boy whines - latching his gummy teeth back onto Dabi's shirt the second he looks away and turns towards you

"Or maybe they'll both chew on your shirt." You mumble, huffing in embarrassment from Dabi's previous comment.

How long have you and Dabi been together? Years. Even after all this time, he can still leave you blushing wildly with his shamelessly flirtatious comments.

Dabi grins a lopsided smile, peering down at the sleepy baby on his chest as he tilts his head, staring down into the little boy's eyes

They were a pair of eyes he once hated, they reminded him entirely of his father and reflection in the mirror - oh the nights he'd spent begging silently for his baby to have your wonderful eyes. But things had changed quickly. Now, he lived to see those cerulean eyes crinkle with life and laughter. It was such a sight to see.

"He's teething. We gotta get him some sort of a chew toy I think." You say quietly, and Dabi scoffs

"Like a dog?" He smirks - and you glare at him, gently slapping his chest while trying to keep yourself from smiling

"No dumbass, like - well, I don't know." You suddenly say, a tinge of frustration clear in your tone as you look at the baby who peers back cluelessly - it's hard not to smile when he reaches forward and starts playing with your hair

"Hey...come on now, we'll figure this out." He says determined, ruffling the little boy's hair with a sharp grin "It's my baby boy, he'll be fine. Matter of fact - he'll be the best. You and me as his ma and pop? Oh, bless his soul." He teases, gently tugging on your hair in the same manner the little boy in his lap did - and you squirm with a laugh when he moves his palm further back, cradling your head and pulling on the strands with an oddly loving look in his eyes

"Ok, ok! He can barely walk - you really think he's all that though, huh?" You giggle, nudging your son's chubby cheek with a curled knuckle as Dabi rolls his eyes with a small smile, tracing circles lightly on your hip as he shrugs

"He could totally kick my ass."

"He can't even talk!"

"Sure he can! Say dad." Dabi commands, looking down at the little boy as he babbles something curiously - looking between you and Dabi with wide eyes

You giggle quietly, watching Dabi trying to get the baby to say dad over and over again - his confidence in the little baby never once diminished. Over the next couple of days, you'd catch him trying to get your son to say the word 'dad' far too many times.

You'd tease him relentlessly for it - but he'd bounce back with a cocky response, defending the white haired baby perched on his hip as he huffed and pouted.

You should've taken Dabi's stubbornness into account - his relentless nature was fueled by his determination, and your baby seemed to fall victim to this fact.

It's only a few weeks later when you're laying with Dabi in bed after putting your son down for a nap when you hear a quiet cry from his nursery - you lift your head off of his chest, but he pushed you back down gently

"I got it - go back to sleep."

After mumbling a response, you sink into the pillow and prepare to fall asleep - but Dabi's thunderous footsteps sound through the hall, and you quickly sit up in bed with confusion when you hear him yelling

"He said it! Say it again, you punk! Say it say it!"

"Dadda" the little boy gurgles, and your eyes shine with excitement as you immediately leap out of bed, running over and enveloping the pair in a hug

"Your daddy just wouldn't leave you alone, hm?!" You squeal, your son's very first words echoing through your mind as your lips pull into a toothy grin

Dabi puffs out his chest proudly - and the look of pure fulfillment on his face has you smiling harder.

His own little family - he'd finally felt the love of a real home.

#dabi x reader #selmasemlan recs #・❥ beena writes・#touya todoroki x reader

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suksatoru · 6 months ago

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𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈.

megumi fushiguro drabble! ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

╰┈➤ megumi x reader ೃ⁀➷

based off of an anonymous request! <3

synopsis; megumi fushiguro has never dealt with true love before. so when you enter his life, it seems to him like the stars have realigned.

The first time he saw you had been exactly six months ago, when Gojo had waltzed into the classroom with a lazy arm hung around your shoulders as he introduced their newest student,

You.

You had fit into their little group so perfectly - your sweet demeanor didn't fail to charm Yuji and Nobara, and especially Megumi.

He thinks it was your smile that first caught his eyes. The way your glossy lips would pull back and how your eyes would crinkle with joy would never fail to soften the usual frown on his face. Sometimes he was in awe of you - how could someone so perfect, so genuine and kind want to become friends with someone as grumpy and off putting as him?

Maybe it was your unwavering kindness. You'd always remember everyone's birthday - and had a habit of putting yourself through more trouble then you needed to in order to keep the people around you happy

He noticed the little things about you. Watching from afar as you hummed to yourself whilst filling out you and Yuji's recent mission report.

The pink haired boy is fast asleep in the chair beside you, snoring quietly with a jacket thrown over his tired shoulders

Your humming slows when you finally see Megumi standing at the entrance of the room, hands in his pocket as he sends you an awkward little wave - unsure of what to do with his hands, which suddenly felt too clammy for his liking

"Fushiguro! Come sit with us!"

Your voice was like honey, smooth as it reached Megumi's ears - which were pink from the blush that slowly crept up his neck when you patted the seat beside you with a smile

He lowered himself onto the spot next to you, eyes skimming over your neat writing while he tried not to roll his eyes at the boy who had fallen asleep beside you

"He's a little more tired than usual if you couldn't tell. Gosh, look he's drooling!" You giggle, poking Yuji's cheek as Megumi gives you a rare smile

"Yea. That idiot has a horrible sleeping schedule." He says, and he lets out a quiet breath of relief when his voice doesn't tremble or give away any hints as to how fast his heart was beating once he realizes how close your legs are to his under the table

You merely smile, before quietly beginning to tell him about your mission. Gojo had asked you to take Yuji with you so he could familiarize himself with your technique and fighting style. Since you and Yuji were both fairly new students, he thought it was best for the two of you to go on a solo mission to understand each others abilities better.

Though you and Yuji were messing around for the majority of the mission - sneaking into a theater a few hours before your ride home and eating enough junk food to put you into a damn coma, it was a successful mission.

"Oh! Did you need something? You seemed to be here for a reason earlier." You say, and the words finally snap him out of the daze you had him entrapped him as he finally remembers why he was wandering around in the first place

"Oh yeah, uh - Gojo needed to see Yuji to talk about an assignment. Not sure why though," He admits, his fingers tracing circles on his knee as a way to calm his heart beat down. Your eyes widen as you let out a meek eeek!

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I've been babbling on for so long. I didn't even notice." You say, and he tries to keep his lips from twitching when he sees the the rare sight of blush that brushes against your delicate cheekbones - your lips pulled into a pout as he shakes his head assuringly

"No, no - don't worry. I didn't mind at all." He says quietly, and he tries not to let his eyes widen when you lean forward - your hand falling over his as you send him an innocent smile that has his heart racing

"You're so easy to talk to, Fushiguro. You know, I really like that about you! I just feel so... at ease around you." You say, a smile on your lips as you stare at him with the most adorable tilt of your head

For what seemed like the first time ever, Megumi Fushiguro was rendered speechless.

His lips parted - but not a single sound came out as he realized how close your face was to his. Move move move. He was chanting the words in his mind as his body remained completely frozen - watching you with an intensity that had you sending him a confused smile. But he was saved - and he thanked whatever angel that had reminded you of the sleeping Yuji next to you

"Ah! Now, time to wake up Yuji. Yujiii! Come on!"

Yuji is lifting his head up, eyes adjusting to the lights in the room as Megumi clears his throat - trying desperately not to slap himself for the idiotic face he must have just made when you were looking at him with those incomparable eyes while your soft fingers touched his own.

He's never been so embarrassed. He probably looked like a moron staring at you with eyes so wide after you complimented him so sweetly. He was stammering - trying to form even just a single word before deciding to clamp his mouth shut. He didn't need to embarrass himself any further.

Megumi's moving forward - a strong arm pulling Yuji up with a single tug as the tired boy lets out a surprised yelp - grinning when he recognizes the boy in front of him

"Fushiguro! What are you doing here?" He questions, looking between you and the dark haired boy in front of him with a confused smile

"Gojo needs you."

"Well, all right then. See ya l/n! And uh - sorry I fell asleep. Oh, I'll give you that CD we talked about tomorrow, ok? First thing on my to-do list!" Yuji's yelling over his shoulder as Megumi drags the pink haired boy away - desperate to get away from you - unsure if he can even begin to hide how hot his face felt in that moment

"Oh - well, ok! Bye Itadori - Bye Fushiguro!" You call out, and Megumi hesitantly turns around to meet your eyes, sending you a quick farewell nod before giving Yuji a rough tug, leading him to the elevator with long and quick strides

"What was that about?" Yuji questions, yawning as he stretched his arms while Megumi pressed the third floor button on the elevator - practically collapsing against the wall in relief as the doors finally closed

He remained quiet, taking slow breaths as he squeezed his eyes shut - dammit, why'd he have to act like such a fool around you? And of all times, he just had to lose his composure then? Dammit. Dammit. Dammit!

"Fushiguro?" Yuji hesitantly calls out as he watched the dark haired boy take a final steadying breath before snapping his eyes to Yuji

"What?" His rough voice calls out as Yuji turns to the opening doors of the elevator - the familiar ding sounding through the small space

"Never mind."

He's walking ahead of Megumi now - but he has a knowing smile on his face as the two of them exit the elevator.

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚

Megumi hated Yuji right now.

He hated him so much - because that pink haired idiot wouldn't stop talking about setting you up on a date.

The four of you were sitting in the empty classroom - waiting for the rest of your peers to come as Gojo had his monthly lectures to give.

He's a really good friend, I promise!

Super handsome, you'd love him for sure!

You guys could go to that new cafe - oh! I'll set up the whole date if you want, y/n!

You're laughing nervously, looking towards Nobara for help - but the brunette merely laughs, nodding along with Yuji enthusiastically as Megumi tries to keep his eye from twitching

"Well, what do you think Fushiguro? Do ya think -"

"I think you're an idiot who wants to keep your friend happy at the expense of y/n." He snaps, trying his best not to kick Yuji's leg under the desk he sat at as Nobara huffs

"No - he seems nice. And really good looking. So really - I don't see an issue." The girl insists, tucking a hand under her chin as she wiggles her eyebrows at you

"Oh, well - I don't know..." You trail off hesitantly, playing with the hem of your skirt with fidgety hands as Megumi clenches his fists at his sides - conflicted on what to do as Yuji pressed further

"Listen, I promise he's a great guy! He really wants to meet you - he saw you once and he's hooked. But honestly, who wouldn't be - do you really want to let him down?" He questions - looking to Nobara for back-up as the girl leans towards you with a convincing grin

"I mean, imagine how sad the poor dude would be." She says, sighing dramatically as Megumi rolls his eyes - sure that you'll politely decline the offer

"Well... since you're so insistent I might -"

"HAH!"

Nobara and Yuji are high fiving each other - before turning towards you with the biggest smiles on their faces

"Great. It'll be the best date ever!"

Megumi didn't even notice the daggers he was sending in Yuji's direction until the boy turns to him with a teasing grin

"We all think this is a good idea - oh! We forgot to ask Fushiguro! But I'm sure he agrees with us, right?"

Yuji's words have him scoffing - but when you turn to him to hear what he has to say - he's at a loss of words. Again.

"CLASS! Oh - where's everyone else?"

Gojo stands propped up against the doorway with his long legs folded in front - unaware of the tense atmosphere in the room as he sends you all a lopsided grin

"Can't you see were busy? Now, Fushiguro -"

"Ah! But this is my class, Kugisaki! And I sayyy - wait, I wanna hear what you guys are talking about!" He whines, grabbing the nearest chair and dragging it to the table you all were sitting at with an overly excited grin

But - Maki and the rest of the group are entering the classroom - and Gojo's dropping his head with a groan as he mumbles something about never having any fun

You send him an apologetic smile, to which he gives your shoulder a gentle pat - reassuring you not to worry about him

Megumi sees you let out a breath of relief as everyone's attention moves from you to Gojo - and a part of him wants to whisk you away right than and there just by the flushed look on your pretty face

He wanted to slap both of his friends for making you so uncomfortable - but the only thing he could do in that moment as everyone's voices began to quieten down was slump in his seat - a deepening frown on his face as he imagined you with someone other than himself. Apparently the thought got him a little to riled up - since he accidentally snapped his pencil in half at the thought.

He's tapping his foot impatiently against the floor - every word Gojo says didn't even manage to reach Megumi's ears as he fights a war in his mind.

You agreed to go out with the boy - what if he becomes your boyfriend? Even if he doesn't, Megumi knows how many boys would eventually try something on you - how could they not? He's gripping the broken pencil as the sharp wood digs into his palm - but his thoughts come to a halt when he hears your voice

"Can I go to my dorm quickly, Gojo? I think I've misplaced by water bottle."

"Course! Take your time, no need to rush." He insists as you send him a grateful smile. Your shoes click against the floor as you leave the classroom

He doesn't know what he's doing - it seems like his body is moving before his mind can even process what's happening - but Megumi's turning to Gojo the second you're out the door

"Can I go to the bathroom?"

Gojo peers down at Megumi through his glasses, pushing them up with a grin as he shoos him away

"Yea yea, go ahead."

Unbeknownst to Megumi, Yuji and Nobara are silently high fiving each other as Megumi leaves - obviously going in the opposite direction of the bathroom as he turns in your direction

"L/n, wait -" He says, following you as he practically runs in your direction with purposeful steps

"Oh! Hi Fushiguro, did you nee- "

Sometimes in the midst of battles, Megumi's body pushes him to an extent he didn't believe himself capable of reaching. He likes to think that he experienced a familiar sensation when he leaned forward and captured your sweet lips against his. He didn't hesitate to cradle your soft cheeks as he silenced your small hmph! of surprise with his mouth

But the feeling was something indescribable.

Especially when your fingers found his arm - wrapping around them for support when you lean into his enveloping lips with a softness that has him dizzy. You tase so sweet.

He's pulling back - his eyes blown wide as he finally realizes what he's done. He kissed you - and god, you had kissed him back.

Your lips are parted, and you shake your head before letting out a laugh, and he hesitantly lets you see his own lovesick smile

" I like you, l/n. A lot. I've been trying to show you, but, I'm not very good with my emotions." He says, feeling his heart beat quicken when you intertwine your fingers with his - a playful gleam in your eyes as you send him a smile that had him holding your hand tighter

"I got that part where you like me - from the uh, kiss?" You say, and he can only smile softly at your giggles as he leans in once again, brushing his lips against your soft skin - a plea.

The soft tug on his uniform was all he needed to dive back in - his large hands cradling your face with a gentleness one wouldn't expect from someone like Megumi - a gentleness you leaned in to gratefully.

You returned back to the classroom minutes later with your face flushed - Megumi trailing behind as you quickly got into your seat, praying no one could see through your timid smile - but it's Gojo who sits in front of you with a curious smirk

"Couldn't find your water bottle, huh?" He asks, placing his own water bottle in your hand as your eyes widen - shit, you had returned empty handed!

"Oh! Yes, well - well you see, I - "

"She can have mine. Go away."

Megumi seemed unamused - but Gojo was far more than amused, returning to his desk with his head tilted back in laugher as you sent the boy a secretive smile.

Yuji and Nobara only watched with slacked jaws as Megumi pushed his chair next to yours, casually wrapping an arm around you as the two of you listened to Gojo intently

It didn't take long for your teacher and class to recognize the love blooming right in front of them, a love bound to be everlasting with how perfect the two of you were for each other.

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suksatoru · 6 months ago

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𝓈𝑒𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹.

megumi fushiguro one shot! ✮⋆˙🎱🕷️

╰┈➤ megumi x reader ೃ⁀➷

synopsis; megumi has been dating you in secret - but your relationship is exposed when a certain pink haired boy accidentally reveals your boyfriend.

ೄྀ ࿐ fluff, yuji being an adorable idiot 🤧 ˊˎ

Megumi has a tendency of falling asleep around you.

You didn't know why, but it seemed like every time you and him were laying together, he'd wrap his arms around you and nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck before falling into a deep slumber

You were in your dorm room, placing the book you'd been reading to him on your bedside table as you tilt your head to admire the boy in front of you

His hair - who he absolutely forbade everyone from touching - is ruffled from you running your fingers through the thick strands. He said your touch is different, gentle and pleasing - so he doesn't deny your puppy eyes when you question whether or not he'd like your fingers in his hair

He's breathing softly, the usual crease in his forehead from frowning gone as the smallest of smiles is etched onto his adorable face. He looked so content in your arms - his hands holding you close to him in a loving grip even as he slept.

You can only smile as he shifts the slightest bit in his sleep, mumbling your name in his sleep before growing silent once again. You'd like to think he was dreaming of you (spoiler alert; he was) but all your thoughts come to a screeching halt when you hear the unmistakable foot steps of Yuji Itadori in the hallway.

Your eyes latch onto the door knob - and widen in full blown panic once you realized Megumi had forgotten to lock the door when entering your dorm room

There's no questioning it - his footsteps are approaching your door. You and Megumi's secret relationship was about to be exposed if you don't act - and fast.

In a panic, you fling your blanket over Megumi's sleeping form in an attempt to hide his body from the pink haired boy. Unfortunately, his long legs were peaking out from under the blanket - and you hurl your biggest stuffed animal across the bed just as your door swings open. Fortunately, they hit their mark, covering the remaining visible body of Megumi as Yuji's face appears in the doorway

"Y/n! Hey!" He says cheerfully, Nobara right behind him as she mumbles something about Yuji being too loud while she follows his footsteps into your dorm room

You're frozen in fear - and Nobara's footsteps come to a slow stop as she looks at you in confusion

"You ok, y/n?" She questions, but the color drains from your face as you remember Yuji's ritual of jumping onto your bed when he visits you

The boy claims that it's necessary for him to jump on your bed every single time he comes into your room because of the load of stuffed animals you have on your bed. He adores every single pink plushy you own - claiming that you guys were their parents.

He's launching off the floor with his usual excited grin as you look towards him - absolutely mortified

"YUJI! DO NOT - !"

"CANNONBALL!"

But he's already in the air when you cry out the words, and the sickening sound of him landing on Megumi's back has you yelping in fear

Megumi kicks Yuji off the bed the moment he landed on him - and he's groggily raising his head from under your blanket, an angry scowl etched on his face due to the fact that he was awoken from his once peaceful nap

"What the hell wa-"

But his words trail off as he see's the petrified Yuji on the floor - Nobara standing at the entrance of your room with her jaw practically on the floor as you just look towards Megumi - your cheeks are pink and the feeling of being so overwhelmingly embarrassed has you hiding your face in Megumi's shoulder as you let out a defeated groan

"Yuji you god damn idio-"

"I knew it! I KNEW it!" Nobara interrupts, and Megumi's hands are instinctively reaching out and covering your ears in an attempt to protect them from the girl's very loud screeching

She's pumping her fist into the air, chanting how she was sure all along the two of you were together - while Yuji is whipping his head back and forth between you to Megumi - his eyes widening once he realizes Megumi had been sleeping in your lap - and the pieces finally snap together in his mind

"HAH! KNEW IT!" Nobara yells, before jumping onto your bed and attacking you with a hug while you laughed

"Wha- Hey! Stop it!" Megumi argues as she pulls you out of his embrace - and Yuji only shrugs with a grin before pulling himself onto the bed and tackling Megumi with his own hug

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fictionalwench · 5 months ago

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THIS IS SO CUTE, I'M LOSING MY FUCKING SHIT

𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

summary ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ sukuna loves you and his daughter to death. you two were his all - so what does he do when his little girl tells him she has a boyfriend?

cw; none. fluff, sukuna x reader, daughter is a cutie and so is her bf <3

request by @lovelymuffin!

You and your daughter were out on a walk, hand in hand through Sukuna's palace garden as you enjoyed the warm weather. The flowers always managed to put you in a good mood -

So when you see a servants son approaching your daughter with a rose from the garden in the palm of his hand, you can't stop yourself from smiling at the sight

He couldn't have been more than seven years old, holding a small pink rose in his little out stretched hand with a shy smile painting his rosy cheeks - your little girl only stared back - taking the rose from his slowly.

Well, until she deicded to tackle him with a hug.

You let out a yelp - mainly out of concern for the little boy, but when you hear his cry of laughter as they roll around in the dirt, you're crouching beside them with your own smile as your daughter thanks him profusely over and over again - cheeks flushed as her small hand holds up the rose like it was the greatest thing she'd ever been given.

The following weeks flew by - and their friendship only grew. It was a beautiful thing - and you felt greatful you were able to watch it bloom from the very beginning. Or, it was what you believed to be friendship.

So when she mentions her boyfriend during dinner, you're choking on your bite with widened eyes as Sukuna's head snaps towards her with lightening speed - you can hear the clatter of the fork in his hand hit the plate while he tries to process the words he just heard from his little princess's mouth.

"Boyfriend?"

His voice is uncharacteristically devoid of any emotion as your daughter continues chewing on her dinner mindlessly, playing with her small knight and princess figurines as she swallows her bite with a grin

"Yup! We're gonna get married!" She squeals, pressing the kinght's face against the princess's - the two dolls kissed as she proclaimed them husband and wife with a finality in her voice that had Sukuna struggling to keep his eye from twitching

His head slowly turns towards you - and the look in his eyes, god he looked like he was going to murder every single person in the palace with a single, heartless blow.

"Sukuna..." You warn, wincing when the utensil in his other hand - a knife, one made from the finest metal in the kingdom, is bent in half from the mere pressure of his fingers against the metal

He didn't even seem to notice as he turned back to the little girl with hardened eyes

"And just who is your so called boyfriend?" He says, his voice coming out as calm as he could make it - a way to coax your little girl into unknowingly revealing the sacred name without understanding Sukuna was fully prepared to slice the boy into more pieces that she could count

"Oh! His name is - "

"Sukuna! Can we talk please?" You voice breaks through, cutting off your daughter as she blinks up at the two of you - confused but deciding to continue playing with her toys and leaving the two of you to talk

Once you drag him away to a secluded area, he spins on you almost immediately

"Tell me his name."

The way he's impatiently tapping his foot against the tiled floor was near horrifying - he truly intended to end this boy.

"Sukuna, listen to me. Lay a finger on him and I will smother you in your sleep, do you understand?" You say, your finger poking his chest as he blinks in disbelief, grabbing your hand that poked at his chest and clasping it over his own

"Really? HAH! That kid is dead."

Yet here Sukuna was, crammed into a little chair with a pink glittery crown on his head as he stared daggers at his daughter's boyfriend - they were all at a small tea party the little girl had arranged for the two of them to meet

The boy smiled shyly, sipping the imaginary tea in his cup as he politely listened to your daughter tell her father about how nice and fun the boy - Yuzuki had brown hair that curled and fell around his face - framing it as he sat in servant attire with a smile on his adorable little face

"Uh - sir, the tea." Yuzuki says, a little pout on his face as Sukuna realized his tea cup - the one filled with imaginary tea, was tipped upside down. So the invisible tea was falling all over the floor. Great.

Sukuna narrows his eyes at the boy, heart beating erratically with nothing but fury - How dare he -

"Papa's tea!" Your daughter yells, her hand reaching out to try and catch Sukuna's tea cup as her frantic self moves forward

You're instinctively reaching your hand out towards her from across the table - realizing as she leaned on her chair to grab Sukuna's falling teacup, her own chair was tipping over. She'd be hitting the tiled floor face first if no one caught her -

Sukuna had failed to notice she was falling because his attention was focused solely on the seven year old boy in front of him. So when he watched the boy outstretch his arm towards your daughter and catch her - saving her from a near concussion, he can't stop his eyes from widening just the slightest bit.

Huh. Maybe he's not that bad.

"Papa. There's no need to try and hide your smile. We can see you!" Your little girl - no, your now very much big girl, says as she smiles at her father

"Tch. What are you on about." Sukuna mutters, eyes moving when a grinning Yuzuki comes out of his dressing room - he was head to toe in groom attire, the lavish colors of black and white swirling together

"Oh Yuzuki."

It only takes a few moments for you and your daughter to reach the boy, fawning all over him as he blushes and insists he doesn't look half as handsome as they're claiming. He's smiling softly when you pinch his cheek and tell him to hush, promising you've never seen anyone more handsome.

"Yes you have. Me." Sukuna mutters, finally approaching the three of you with his usual stoic expression as Yuzuki's back straightens

The boy had always been one to go great lengths in order to show Sukuna just how much he cared about your daughter. He soon learned - the King of Curses was very hard to convince.

"You look.. good." Sukuna settles on, watching the corner of Yuzuki's lips lift as your daughter laughs

"He basically just said you look handsome!" She says, and Sukuna scowls as he opens his mouth to deny her very true statement as you wrap a gentle arm around your husband - a tactic you used to calm him down

"Yuzuki doesn't need Sukuna to say it - we can all see how lovely you look musuko." You say softly, and you can recognize the gleam of unshed tears in Yuzuki's eyes at your words

Musuko. Meaning, son.

"Let's call someone over to have the clothing wrapped." You daughter says, gently pulling on your arm and tugging you away - leaving Sukuna and the boy alone.

Sukuna shifts his head to look at the boy - the one's he's watched grow into the person he is today. He couldn't say the words - not now, perhaps later - but he was proud of who Yuzuki had become.

"Hurt her and I'll kill you."

Yuzuki merely grins, reaching a hand over and clasping it over Sukuna's shoulder with a lovesick smile spread over his handsome features

"I could say the same for you." He replies cooly, his eyes watching you and your daughters retreating figures as Sukuna fights the smile threatening to slip

Bastard said he'd killed me. Insignificant punk said he'd kill me.

Sukuna doesn't say anything. He doesn't move Yuzuki's hand off his shoulder, either. Instead, he lets the boy hold him as Sukuna finally smiles.

His daughter was in good hands.

tags ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ @siriusdumblittlepuppy @lovelymuffin

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tobis-recs · 28 days ago

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The little fight 💀

sukuna and you got into a fight after you had a near death experience. when you're in need of comfort—he's hostile and enraged. you're hurt tenfold and overcome with sadness after his outburst. going to bed after fighting with sukuna is a war all in itself–but one day, you'll be able to see just how hard he works to be a good lover to you. pairing: sukunaxfem!reader ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

Sukuna is silent as he changes, save for the quiet grunts and sighs that leave his lips every now and then. The dim lamp lit on his side of the bed creates shards of gold that glisten and shine in his eyes, and he regards you quietly as he slips out of his formal robes and into a simple pair of pants.

He could be so mean sometimes. You were never one to take his insults to heart, they were always empty words he muttered out to mask his true feelings. You know Sukuna is bad at communication, you are all he's had and ever will have. There was no one before you, and there will be no one after you. So, Sukuna has to learn to go through all the hard stages that come packaged with a relationship alongside you.

Your back is turned to him as you lay in bed, your body tense and shoved so far towards the edge of the bed, he's sure you'll fall off if you shift even just the slightest bit. You're so desperate to stay away from him, and a small part of Sukuna's chest squeezes painfully at the sight.

He doesn't know how the argument started—you were always so level headed. He could come to you fuming, enraged from his duties and the stress he has to endure everyday—but your fingers raking through the pink tufts of his hair never failed to calm him.

Except today.

Because today—today he was mad at you.

You didn't mean to upset him, those were the words that tumbled from your lips as you weeped into his lap—begging for forgiveness. Your lashes clumped together with glistening tears, and all you wanted was to be comforted by him. But Sukuna scolded you instead, berating and belittling you with the cruelest of words that only made you cry harder by the end of the entire ordeal. He wasn't mad, he was fucking furious.

He told you to stay away from his estate's river whenever it's raining. But you ventured outside anyways, mindlessly and stupidly and almost died. He warned you how strong the currents were, told you how he'd lost so many idiot servants to the river's ruthlessness.

He thought you had died. It was the single, most terrifying moment of his entire life. Because when he pulled you out of the water, you were shaking like a leaf and your pulse was barely there. And when they took you to the medical wing, the doctors were brought to near tears as they tried to keep you alive. Because if you died, if they couldn't bring you back to consciousness safely—then Sukuna would probably kill everyone in a mile radius just from pure rage.

But you're here. Stubborn and alive, arms crossed over your chest as you curl up into a little ball. He slides under the blanket eventually, turning off the lamp as darkness finally envelops his room. The rain still goes on quietly outside, pitter pattering against his window softly.

He presses his lips onto your shoulder blades, pulling your back against his chest and frowning a little once he feels how stiff you are in his grasp. He doesn't want to speak the words—doesn't even want to acknowledge them, but he knows he has to. Or your tear stricken face was sure to haunt him and keep him awake the entire night

His lips are rough against your skin, and you let out a huff—before elbowing him, the King of Curses, in the gut.

He sucks in a hiss from between his teeth, before biting down on your shoulder in retaliation as you yelp

"You bast–"

You're turning around to tell him off, brows scrunched together and lips pulled back in a wobbly scowl, and he takes the opportunity to shut you up when his lips collide with yours

You would have expected the kiss to be rough—angry and hard and mean. But his lips brush yours gently as you pause, before his warm mouth presses softly onto yours

Sorry. He mumbles the word quietly against your lips as he wraps a single arm around your waist, turning you around and over him before securing you on top of his chest with a deep sigh. His irises are lined with a ring of ruby, and you watch him gaze at you through half lidded eyes.

The moonlight barely illuminates his face, but you can see the sheen in his eyes as he peers up at you

Thought I lost you. He murmurs when you suck in a cry, and he rubs your back whispering I know, I know.

Ryomen Sukuna wasn't gentle, no one would describe him as gentle. But the manner he's rubbing your back in has you sinking into his skin as you soak up all the comfort he offered—the one you so desperately craved.

"It was so scary. I-I was just—" And you hiccup on a sob as he coos quietly, curling his large palm around the back of your head as he presses your face into your chest, mumbling sweet nothings into your hair as his hand rubs up and down the slope of your spine

" 'm here now. Rest, you're safe with me. You know that, don't you?" He questions, and you nod, sniffling as your small hands wrap around his neck, legs locking around his waist as you breathe him in.

No, he wasn't the best at managing his emotions. He was quick to anger, and, simply put, the biggest asshole to walk the earth. But he feels. He loves and he hurts and he knows that there is only one person who can accept him and his broken heart as it is—you.

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