Written by: Whispers of Affection
Edited by: Whispers of Affection
Date: 2/2/23
Word Count: 550
Status: YELLOW (?)
Warnings: …not sure. ends sweet(?)
Synopsis
I was feeling a little bit angsty but you guys should know how I hate sad endings so everything turns out okay(?). Enjoy this short one with our dumbest Todoroki, lovelies!
Accidents
Todoroki Shoto
He felt his whole world crumbling before his eyes. He hadn’t meant to do it. He didn’t even know how it had happened. One minute they were both fighting, not able to recall what the real reason for the fight was anymore, and the next, his whole left arm burst into flames. She had a look of terror written all over her face as she watched, unable to move. She almost looked like she was in shock, and he fumbled to extinguish the flames crawling up his arm and shirt, feeling sick to his stomach.
The moment he glanced up to try to explain to her it wasn’t what it looked like, that he would never threaten her with his quirk, she was gone. He felt white hot fear like no other course through his veins as he ran to their shared bedroom, only to fumble with the locked door. Hot, salty tears streamed down his face, falling to his knees, hearing her sobs from deep inside the room.
“Love, baby I’m sorry, I’m sorry, oh god, please forgive me. It was an accident. I don't know what happened! Please baby let me in,” he called desperately, self-hate in his eyes. Was this his life’s legacy, to end up just like his bastard father, hurting everyone he loves? He felt bile rise up his throat and he rushed to grip it, pushing it down. If he didn’t open this door he thought he might scream. “Honey please!”
It felt like he had broken his own heart in the span of a few short seconds and he had taken her’s with him. His voice cracked and strained and his pleads turned into muffled sobs, slumping against the door in unannounced defeat. He heard her cries of anguish and weaved his fingers through his hair, pulling slighting as if to punish himself for ever putting a ghost of fear into her mind. This was never supposed to happen, no one was ever supposed to hurt their lover in any way, but here he was, crying because he knew he had hurt her.
“Honey,” he choked out, trying to talk between his whimpering. The usually calm and stoic Shouto finally spiraled into something dark and deep. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so, so, so sorry. What should I do? Please tell me what I can do better! I’ll leave, I’ll leave. I never wanted to hurt you. Fuck, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to.”
He never noticed that her crying had ceased, reduced to sniffles, and neglected to see the door open from his hunched position. His hands were still woven into his hair, pulling harshly, and his forehead resting against the floor mats. He didn’t feel her presence until warm arms wrapped around him, holding him as close as possible. He cried out, moving to sit up and wrap his arms tightly around her, sobbing into the crook of her neck.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” he kept whispering, voice breaking and slowly dying in his throat as he rocked her back and forth, tears still in her eyes. She had never seen him so...broken.
“It's okay, Shouto,” she whispered, voice dying in her throat as she gently stroked his knotted hair. “It's okay.”
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I do not own any of the characters created by the mangaka of My Hero Academia but I do not condone rewrites or copies of my work. Reblogs are fine as long as I receive credit.
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Written by: Quiet Whispers of Affection
Edited by: Quiet Whispers of Affection
Date: 9/16/2022
Words: 547
Status: GREEN
Warnings: really none. There is slight mention of obsessive and unhealthy behavior in the synopsis and a little farther into the fic but nothing that is graphic or extreme.
Synopsis
Tendou Satori is the right hand man to Ushijima Wakatoshi, the powerful, yet relatively underground mafia lord. After seeing the head maid at work, caring, feeding, and schooling Ushijima’s children, he decides that he has to have her for himself, dark urges he suppressed his whole life becoming more and more evident the longer he lives without her. He is convinced he loves her, but can she feel the same way when his actions become stifling and intrusive? Probably not, but it wouldn’t matter anyway.
Prologue:
What A Mess
Satori Tendou
She was one of his favorite members that occupied the Shiratorizawa grounds. As the head maid, she took care of Ushijima Wakatoshi’s children, the children who had almost everything at their small fingertips. She was sweet and gentle, a stark contrast to the woman that he saw laughing and spitting vulgar jokes with the rest of the staff that she was housed with. Tendou couldn’t lie, he was smitten for both of the sides that he witnessed every day, always attempting his best to get a glimpse of her before he had to do the important tasks set out for him. This maid had captured his soul, devouring it whole and leaving none for himself.
“Good afternoon Mr. Tendou,” a soft smile graced her lips, bowing respectfully to the man in front while readjusting her glasses farther up the bridge of her nose. Oh how cute he found that nose to be. “How are you on this fine morning sir?”
“You can drop the formalities with me, darling,” Tendou smiled, positively basking in the shock that washed across her face when the name fell from his lips. “Just call me Satori.”
She squeaked a little in surprise, a slight blush dusting her sweet, plump cheeks. Tendou smirked watching her stutter over her words like a love struck idiot. “O-of course Mr.-”
Before she could finish, a pointed look was directed her way, his eyebrows rising yet his amusement written plain as day in his intriguing, yet rather peculiar, eyes. She chuckled lightly, glancing away from him for a moment. “Of course, Satori.”
“There we go,” Tendou grinned, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. “Much better if ya ask me. Say, I see you round here a lot. You take care of Ushiwaka’s kids?” Tendou asked this as a formality as if he didn’t know what job she did on the grounds, where she lived, her sleeping habits and social security number. He couldn’t reveal all that, not yet.
“Ah, yes I do,” she smiled, nodding along as she spoke, staring up at him. “They are very well behaved kids. Stoic like their father. There’s hardly anything I need to do except keep them well educated and fed.”
“Mm yes, they are very well behaved,” Tendou agreed nonchalantly, mind wandering as he began to stare rather intensely into her eyes. Whilst doing so, the conversation seemed to fall flat, only reigniting when the tower clock chimed. Eight clear bells resonated through the grounds, knocking them out of their inner thoughts.
“That my que,” she laughed awkwardly, glancing away from him for a moment. “I should get back to the children. It was nice speaking with you Satori.”
Tendou smiled, feeling delirious that his name sounded so heavenly falling from her mouth. “Yea, it was great talking to you too. See you around!”
She smiled and nodded awkwardly, eyes roaming across the floor before walking away, the small blush he had caused earlier still evident on her face. Tendou watched her leave, his heart bursting in his chest when she looked back waving goodbye with a small giggle. She disappeared around the corner and Tendou turned, feigning pain as he clutched his chest with a goofy smile plastered across his face. She was so perfect it hurt him, and he was determined to have her.
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Okay, but ‘platonic’ Marcsteven doesn’t really belong in the tag, since the tag is for shipping purposes/finding romantic Marcsteven content. You’re welcome to your opinions, it’s just not helpful for m/s shippers :)
Okay, but have you considered that all of those things are wholesome and cute and can still be applied to a romantic relationship??? The shippers (which I am, fucking eat me) can still squeal over the content if they want. It’s not taking anything away from you :)
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