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how to make someone smile — todoroki shoto

pairing: todoroki shoto x reader

tags: shoto being no thoughts, head empty for you, cringe jokes agshd

word count: 1.5k

genre: fluff

a/n: i'm sorry for the cringiness 😭 but these puns really did get a chuckle out of me sksks thank you all for joining me on this event this is the last part and i'm off to finish my other fics! ily all <33

shoto noticed that something was off with you the minute you entered the room. you don't have that usual light that you seem to carry with you whenever you go even if you don't notice it. the beaming face he has grown to love pulled down in a frown as your head was ducked low. 

he followed your figure with a watchful gaze as you settled on the seat beside him. even then, you didn't greet him like you usually do and only stared straight ahead with a faraway look in your eyes. 

“good morning, y/n.” his calm voice spoke, making you turn to him. 

he was shocked and slightly pained when you only managed a nod and a meek smile in his direction before focusing back to the front. he paid no mind to it and chalked it up to you not feeling well, or that you might have woken up on the wrong side of the bed. 

that was until you were both partnered for a presentation together. you didn't even react, just scooting closer to his chair to talk about what you wanted to do for the presentation. all the while, shoto kept his undivided attention to you – eyes watching you like a hawk, every move under scrutiny. 

“why are you staring at me like that, sho?” he didn't realize you had paused from explaining the plans and instead was looking back at him. he felt himself get flustered by the fact that you caught him staring at you without meaning to. 

“you just seemed...off today.” was his simple reply, watching you for any violent reactions.

“off? i'm totally fine, sho. i always act like this!” you assured, chuckling nervously as you diverted the topic to the task at hand.

“anyways, where do you wanna get this started?” he doesn't wanna inconvenience you so he took the opportunity that will allow him to spend more time with you.

“let's do it in my room instead.” he offered.

“alright, i'll meet you there by 8.” you agreed, and before he could speak any further you had turned on your heel – losing yourself into the sea of people as they all filed away for lunch. 

during lunch hour, shoto couldn't keep his mind off you and might be troubling you to keep you in such a gloomy mood. you even refused to eat with him like you usually do, which he suddenly thought that he may have something to do with it, but he can't recall anything he may have done to cause you to be this sad. 

“hey, todoroki bro!” comes kaminari's greeting matched with an arm wrapped around his shoulders. 

“kaminari,” he greeted back as they edged closer while waiting in line for food. 

“a penny for your thoughts? wait let me guess…it's y/n, isn't it?” kaminari had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he said this and todoroki can only hope for the worst. or maybe best, out of this. 

“they seem kinda gloomy today, huh? did you upset them or anything?” 

surprised by kaminari's words, shoto shook his head no. he was just thinking about that but he was sure he didn't do anything to do such a thing to you.

“well, it must be something that's why they're like that,” kaminari moved closer to the counter, picking his food and shoto did the same. his attention has been piqued by the blonde and now following close behind. 

“kaminari, do you…” he felt silly asking this but he was kinda running out of options here and he wanted to see your beautiful smile or maybe ease the weight off your shoulders for you.

“do you know how to make someone smile?” just hearing the words leave his mouth made him blush as red as his hair. 

but nevertheless, kaminari smiled wide. “you asked the right guy!” 

and, naturally, if you knew kaminari denki, you'd know that's where things started to go south for shoto. 

the blonde had pushed him in your direction before you began training where he found you all by yourself, stretching and doing warmups. 

shoto felt uncertain during the whole ordeal, preparing himself for any reaction you'd give him. 

“hey, y/n.” he called out, making you pause your warmups as you stared up at him expectantly. 

“where do you find giant snails?” he waited for a second, and then two. 

“umm...i don't think there are snails around he–”

“–on the ends of giants fingers.” he finished the joke. how did he manage to say that with such a serious expression was beyond you. you could only stare at him in confusion. before you can reply however, everyone was called to start training. 

the next time he attempted it was when all of the class was having dinner while you two are sitting by each other. everyone has fallen into a casual chatter, asking about how everyone's day went, their plans for tomorrow and the days after that – the usual. 

shoto met kaminari's eyes across the table, the latter giving him a thumbs up. he cleared his throat as he inched closer to you.

“y/n?” shoto asked after tapping your shoulder to get your attention, “can i ask you something?” 

dropping your fork, you faced him, expecting something serious and staving off your own feelings for a moment. 

“what do you call a cheese that's not yours?” 

“let me guess–”

“nacho cheese,” he said it so proudly and clearly that everyone in the table had fallen silent. the only sound you can hear was kaminari's laugh as he doubled over the table, slapping it with his palm. all eyes turned on him.

“wha-? it's funny!” he reasoned but they just shook their heads and rolled their eyes on him. 

dinner continued on awkwardly after that. 

inside his room, shoto stared up at the ceiling in thought. he doesn't get why you can't appreciate the jokes that kaminari said will make you smile. was he doing it wrong? maybe you don't like jokes?

he remembered today will be the day that you'll come over to his room for the presentation. he immediately got off his bed and started to tidy up his room. not five minutes later and you're already knocking on the door. 

“y/n, come in.” he opened the door wider for you to come in, he found himself following your figure with his eyes once again. no matter what clothes, or state you're in, you still look gorgeous in his eyes.

you got comfortable by yourself as shoto sat beside you, getting out his own materials as you started to talk and explain what you wanted to do for the presentation. all the while, shoto listened to you attentively, paying close attention to every word that comes out of your mouth. 

oh, how kissable your lips are. do you use lip gloss? or maybe a flavored lip balm? 

“sho!” he snapped out of his thoughts when you called his name. he stammered, feeling his whole face and neck heat up from embarrassment. 

“sorry, w-what were you saying?” he tried to avoid your eyes and pretended to arrange his things. 

“i said, are you cool with my plan?” you think shoto looking all bashful and embarrassed is cute that it even brought a small smile to your face. 

he nodded, “yeah, i'm cool with whatever as long as it's with you.” 

he didn't even notice the weight of his words as you felt your own face heat up but this time it's because of the feelings it invoked within you. shoto can really be clueless to the effect he has on you.

“wait, you're smiling!” shoto exclaimed in surprise, eyes widening as he stared at your toothy grin longer. deep within him, he felt like an accomplished man.

this is it, this is what happiness feels like. fuck everything else, you're the only thing that matters. 

“you're so cute, shoto.” you muttered fondly, before leaning closer to peck his cheeks, silently thanking him for making you happy for several days to come.

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[lovelytarou]

you swear bokuto has a sixth sense when it comes to you. he seems to know immediately when you'll get hungry, when you needed something to get from the store, when you're sad and needed his comfort, he knew you like the back of his hand.

he also knew the way you eyed him during that one date you both had – particularly his hoodie – almost like you wanted to say something.

your hands are linked together, swaying slightly and feeling his thumbs brush your skin. his grip is a bit tight, but not too tight to cause discomfort, just enough to remind you that he's there and he won't let you go anytime soon. plus, he just loves holding your hand.

“what's wrong, bub?” he asked after a few minutes of you silently walking with him, pouting on the side like the child whose parents didn't let them have any candy.

“nothing, kou.” you decided to change the conversation, talking about how quiet it is out, even though it's weekdays.

but bokuto smiled to himself, eyes sparkling as he looked at your profile rambling about things and the way your face had a little blush in them. he shook his head before stopping on his tracks. you stared up at him with a tilted head, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“why did you stop– bo, why are you taking your clothes off in the middle of the sidewalk?!” you almost had a heart attack with what he's doing, pulling the back of his hoodie with his hands, his shirt riding up a little bit because of the action and revealing his rock hard abs and the peaking happy trail, causing you to blush even more before completely pulling the article off of himself.

“put this on,” he instructed with a wide smile, looking at you expectantly. your heart might just stop with how cute he looks.

without asking anymore, you grabbed the hoodie from his awaiting hand and put it on. you had let out a sigh of relief, of comfort because of how safe you felt in bokuto's hoodie. it smelled like him and it felt like being in his arms.

“thanks, bub.” you murmured, softly smiling at him. bokuto could only chuckle at your slightly dishevelled state, walking closer to fix it before backhugging you with a grin as he closed his eyes in contentment.

“bo–” he shushed you, tightening his arms around your frame as he slightly swayed you both from side to side in tune with his hums. you let him hug you for how long he wants to, not caring if you're both in the middle of the sidewalk and probably in front of someone's house. all that matters is him holding you, both your hearts in sync.

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© lovelytarou 2021

[lovelytarou]

it's a known fact that nobara liked to dress up prettily and has an eye for fashion. she can also be someone who you call a ‘shopaholic’, if you will. dragging you into town, ducking into many shops and boutiques, not even caring with how many shopping bags she carry – she actually makes you carry them, too – and even convincing to buy you some as well, to ‘upgrade your closet’ according to her words.

weirdly enough, with the amount of clothes she buys from malls, thrift stores, online shops, you'd still find her prancing around with your clothes like it's hers.

you were a bit confused and trying to recall where you have seen the shirt before. your eyes followed her figure all day, a smile on her face as she fumbled with the hem of her (read: your) shirt.

“like my shirt?” she hummed, making poses against the mirror in your room. looking up from your phone, you raised an eyebrow at her. you couldn't deny that she looks good in anything, but this one particularly fits her. like it's made just for her.

you decided to let it slide for once, and then the second time she did it, and then the next one, and the one after that, until you caught her in the act one day – just almost done putting on the freshly washed shirt.

“stop stealing my shirts, kugisaki!” you whined out, your outburst made her gasp in surprise like a deer caught in headlights.

“correction, OUR shirt.” she clarified with her index finger upright, a smug smirk on her face.

“what? since when did we have joint ownership over my clothes?” you pretended to be a little mad about it even though on the inside you could literally burst from how cute she looks in your clothes.

“since i became your girlfriend, duh.” she rolled her eyes, strolling closer to you. you met her halfway, hands placing themselves on her waist as hers tangled themselves on your neck. your faces only a hair's breadth away.

“is that so? then it's only fair i take yours, huh?” you raised an eyebrow, one of your hands coming up to caress her soft skin underneath the fabric.

“know your limits, darling!” she sing-songed with a sickening sweet smile on her lips.

“oh? well then, you won't mind taking what's mine, right?” before she could respond, you captured her lips in your own, a squeal escaping her as you dropped yourselves onto your bed.

if stealing your clothes will make you act like this, she'd gladly take more.

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a/n: this was supposed to be fluff but my hand slipped oops. based on @akaashinigiri 's fic abt wearing the jjk first years' oversized clothes,,,i can't stop thinking about it 🤧

© lovelytarou 2021

[lovelytarou]

jujutsu kaisen boys + how they like to kiss you part 2

characters: choso, getou s., toji, yuuta o., noritoshi k. & inumaki t.

genre: fluff

a/n: in celebration of my very first jjk hcs reaching 1k! i made another part of it bcs i don't think i've written enough fics for them afsgdhf also i made this longer than last time (・_・;)

part i.

CHOSO ! — literal best boy! this babey loves to kiss you on the top of your head. he'd do it while you're wrapped around his arms, that's the only moment he thinks you're truly safe. it also makes him feel like he can protect you from anything and that's when he also feels needed by you. it's sort of a routine between you two. when he gets home, he'd immediately drag you on the couch or to the bedroom – nevermind whatever you're doing at that moment – and pull you to sit on his lap, encased in his embrace, lips brushing the top of your head as he murmurs how much he missed you even if you saw each other that morning.

GETOU ! — he is someone who loves to playfight with you whenever he thinks the room is too silent, or the air is too tense. whenever you're mad at him, he'd stare at your face with a longing stare and will lean over for a peck on the cheek. if you don't react the first time, he'll soon follow it on the other side, until he's peppering kisses all over your face. he'd love the sound of your laughs echoing in the room, filling his heart with bliss and it is absolutely an endearing sight to see you trying to catch your breath from laughing too hard as you stared back at him lovingly the same way he does to you.

TOJI ! — toji isn't very showy of his feelings towards you. he tends to keep it hidden within himself and just lets you be the one to shower him in affection instead. but sometimes, when he's feeling particularly teasing, he'd walk up to you with puckered lips and kiss you on the corner of your lips, pulling away with a smug smirk. he'd cackle at the sight of your frown, clearly disappointed by the indirect kiss, expecting more from him. and maybe he loves the idea of you getting greedy for him – for his love, his affection, his kisses. he'll make you work hard for it, though. the moment he sees you huff in annoyance, marching up to him and pulling him down by his collar to crash your lips against his, he knew it was all worth it.

YUUTA ! — yuuta makes sure you feel loved and he makes sure you know how much he appreciates you in his life. he shows it not only through his words but his actions as well. he believes if you wanted to do something, you better do it before it's too late and that's what he seems to believe in when showing his affections. as much as yuuta loves to shower you with kisses, most of the times, he absolutely adores it when you caressed his face after a passionate kiss between you two. he will take that as an opportunity to tilt his head to place a gentle kiss on your palm. it's soft and careful, almost. you swear you had shed a tear or two the first time he did it. and when he smiled at you right after just about make your heart combust.

NORITOSHI ! — contrary to popular belief, noritoshi kamo wasn't always serious as he seems to be. not when it comes to you, at least. with you, he finds that letting his walls crumble down and let you in was the best thing to ever happen to him. he experienced things he haven't experienced before growing up and for that, he is thankful. on the times where the missions were back to back and you rarely get to see each other, he had grown to miss your hugs and kisses. he would love nothing more than to be smothered by you as soon as he saw you, laying on top of your body as your hands weaved through his hair, scratching it the way he likes. noritoshi would nuzzle his face on your chest, hearing your heartbeats lulling him into a state of calmness and ease. he would leave fluttering kisses on your chest right above your heart as he gives you a pleading look to cuddle him more.

INUMAKI ! — this precious baby is the one who receives all the kisses, honestly. i mean, have you seen him? you just wanted to kiss him every time you see him. whenever your lips meets his he flushes a deep red and couldn't look you in the eye. it's cute, really. likewise, inumaki toge also thinks you're just as adorable. he couldn't help himself but smother you with hugs, headpats and booping you on the nose whenever he sees you. among those things, he loves to peck your nose. the way you scrunched up your face after he did it is his favorite thing and will bring a hearty giggle out of him. it it brings out that kind of reaction from him, you'd gladly let inumaki kiss your nose whenever he wants to.

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[lovelytarou]

the language of flowers — oikawa tooru

pairing: oikawa tooru x gn! reader

genre: fluff, flowershop!au

tags: flowerboy!oikawa, slowburn, strangers to lovers

word count: 4.06k

a/n: i finally finished this after 2536484 years of procrastination! but thanks to my moots shae and julie for showing support and giving their opinions about this concept hehe. this is the longest fic i've written wow 😳

⤷ summary: the flowershop on the street you frequently walk on going home is a wonder you didn't notice until recently when the smell of flowers caught your attention. deciding to enter it one day out of pure curiosity, you met the owner of the shop and with it, the start of a blooming romance.

life was filled with repeating patterns, certain routines and habits that everybody has gotten used to doing. like the way you always took the same path when going home, passing by the familiar faces you encounter all the time, seeing the similar architecture and landscape that brings some sort of familiarity to you whenever you see it. 

your feet stopped in their own accord when a sweet smell invaded your nose. you inhaled deeply, the aroma pleasant and fresh. going a few steps back, you finally saw where it was coming from. the flower shop stood out like a sore thumb in the street with its vibrant flowers that you can see through the clear glass. the sunlight was shining down upon the beautiful flowers and they looked charming even from afar. 

you thought for a moment and decided that you'd stop by in the flower shop for a little while. besides, if the smell alone has caught your attention, who knows what else can? 

the soft tinkle of the bell on the door signalled your presence. you were simply in awe at the sight of the decorations inside the shop. it was breathtaking. numerous flowers, bouquets, wreaths, and some that you don't know the name about were placed neatly and elegantly inside the shop to let the customers feast their eyes (and noses) upon. 

giggles and loud laughter snatched you away from your thoughts, a huddled group of women and men alike are circling over something - or someone? - and they seemed to be too entertained about it than the flowers themselves. chuckling quietly, you shook your head and decided to look around the place more for yourself. 

there were buckets and baskets of anemones in pinks, reds, and purple. there were also daffodils, camellias, and tulips of many colors that you can't help but get sucked in by them. you can't think which one to go to first, there are so many! the hanging plants are wonderful as well, they can make for great decoration. the succulents look cute and adorable, it can also be manageable if you find yourself too busy to take care of a plant. 

you were too deep in your thoughts, caressing a blue tulip to even notice the sudden silence in the shop and the ringing of the bell at the door that tells you the previous patrons have exited the flower shop and you're now alone. or so you thought.

“beautiful,” a sing-songy, lilting voice spoke from behind you, causing you to jolt from where you're admiring the flower and turned towards the owner of the voice. 

if the flowers took your breath away, well he made you get your breath stuck in your throat. he looks like he's not from around him, and simply breathing in his space is something short of disgraceful. you took in his wavy side-swept dark brown hair, and his welcoming eyes of the same color that shone with mischief. his lips are stretched into a smile. 

wow, he is really tall. you're surprised he hadn't reached the ceiling of the shop. he seemed pretty intimidating with his height alone, but there's an air around him that screams playfulness.

“ah, i meant the tulips.” he apologized as a blush coated his beautiful clear cheeks, a hand touching his nape.

“oh!” you cleared your throat, immediately bringing the tulip back where it respectfully resides, “yes, they're very wonderful to look at. you have a lovely shop, uh…” 

he seemed to perk up at the inquisition of his name, he chuckled to himself before offering his hand.

“oikawa tooru, nice to meet you! and thanks, i do try hard to keep this flower shop presentable for customers like you who have taste.” he winked, walking past you and you followed suit – eyes practically glued to his form as he moved swiftly around his small shop.

“must be difficult to run a business like this all by yourself,” you wondered, fingers brushing against petals that your hand can reach. 

it's odd, but staying in there for just a few minutes has brought you a sense of relaxation. as if the flowers all around you and talking to oikawa is such a breath of fresh air. 

“well, you get used to it after a while. besides, i have my friends, uh...help me sometimes.” he nervously chuckled, he certainly knew that 'help' means that force his friends to carry things around while blackmailing them and bribing them for lunch, then sure, he had them help him. 

you only hummed in response. 

he turned around after a while, a pink lily in his hand.

“i think this suits our gorgeous customer, don't you think?” he smirked, handing the flower with a flourish which you took gently – causing your hands to touch and making you feel that slight tingle people talk about in movies and books. 

you felt silly about the way your face heats up at the small gesture, your gaze not straying away from the flowers in fear of letting oikawa see his effect on you. 

but you can try with all your might, nothing can stop him from already seeing your flushed face. he always does these things to entertain the customers but he found his chest feeling warm staring at you like that.

going back to his place in the cashier, he started to tidy up a bit for the next customers that will visit the shop. his brown eyes kept staring at you from time to time as you walked around, trying to see if there's anything else you could buy along with the lily – but we all know it's just to keep your attention away from him and the fact that he can make your heart race with mere flirting.

“i never really noticed your shop before, and i have walked this street for how many times now.” you droned on, playing with the cute pots on the shelf – some of them were heads of the cliché green alien and other space themed stuff which you find adorable, bringing a fond smile to your face.

“oikawa's flower shop is like a secret garden, my dear customer.” he boasted, spraying freesias on the cashier desk with a smile on his face.

“it truly looks like one,” you agreed, with one final look in the flower shop, you walked closer to the cashier and got out your wallet. 

“no, no. it's on the house, lovely.” he beamed, stopping the hand in your bag.

“really? thank you.” your face flushed at the feeling of his hands – the very same one who took care of these beautiful flowers – touching yours. 

he recoiled, as if burned. his face painted a deep red like the roses by the windows. both of you looked away, like two magnets of the same sign – coming in contact with each other only to repel.

“well, um, i'll see you around then.” you muttered, breaking the silence. 

“yeah, see you.” oikawa smiled warmly. hopefully much sooner, he hoped.

with one last look at each other, you turned around and exited the secret garden. you walked home that day all smiles and giddy, still feeling the lingering touch he has left on your skin, how warm and calloused they felt. maybe from how hard he was working. 

you wondered if you'll ever see him again soon. 

the second time you visited the flower shop was when you saw oikawa in one of the coffee shops you frequented. it turned out that he usually stops by for coffee and his milk bread when the shop's particularly slow. he asked to walk you home and since you're both taking the same path, you agreed. 

he turned out to be a very chatty person – not the kind that will annoy you because they only talk about themselves, but the amusing kind because he has a lot of stories stored inside his big brain full of tales about him and his friends, and occasionally asking about your life as well.

you two had fallen into a comfortable pace as you walked together, sipping both your beverages. 

“hey, let's play truth or dare!” he blurted, eyes sparkling in excitement and thinly veiled mischief, a bright smile on his lips.

“really? here? now?” you asked, incredulous. isn't this something people do in parties around a lot of people? 

“yeah! it'll be fun,” he shrugged. 

“well, okay then.” you sighed, before sipping your drink, “you go first.” 

“okay…” he pretended to think hard, eyes darting everywhere as he hummed, “truth or dare?”

“you don't really need to think so hard about that,” you chuckled.

“just pick!” 

“alright, alright. truth!” you beamed at him, trying to understand what his brain will cook up to ask you.

“ah, that's easy. what's your name?” oh, that's right. you forgot to tell him back then the first time you went in his flower shop. and so, you told him.

“y/n. what a beautiful name. okay, my turn! my turn!” he excitedly chanted, eyes never losing their sparkle. 

you ignored the butterflies that erupted in your stomach the moment he said your name, as if he's taking his time and tasting it around his tongue like a foreign delicacy he hasn't tasted before. 

you cleared your throat, averting his gaze as they zeroed in on you, “truth or dare, mr. milk bread?” 

“hey, they taste really good, i'll have you know.” he scoffed, before his face morphed back into excitement again, “dare!”

you thought for a moment, there isn't really anything too interesting to do while walking. and then you smirked.

“i dare you to greet the person who will walk this corner as if you knew each other for a very long time,” you grinned devilishly. he gaped at that, before darting his gaze towards the street corner you were talking about. 

“y/n-chan, i didn't know you would be the type,” he teased, you were about to retort when a huge, buff man walked around the corner. he looked intimidating, even for you and you wondered what oikawa might be feeling right now. 

but you didn't need to wonder about it any longer as he was already walking up to the man, confident and grinning. he raised his hand in the air before slapping the guy on the shoulder. 

“hey, long time no see, man! say hello to the wife and kids for me, will ya?” the man gave him a weird look before shaking his head, walking past and minding his own business muttering about 'kids these days'.

once the guy was out of earshot, you and oikawa bursted out in laughter, looking at each other with relief and surprise.

“i thought he was going to pulverize you!” you wheezed in between chortles.

“i know! me too! i thought he'll get mad at me or something,” he threw his head back as he laughed. you stopped your own giggles to stare back at him. he looked radiant as he let himself go, you thought he looked attractive with the way he candidly showed his happiness.

“something wrong, y/n-chan?” you hadn't realized he stopped laughing and was left staring at him. his head was tilted in curiosity as he peered at you in concern.

“not at all!,” you catch yourself, suddenly feeling hot and embarrassed, hoping he didn't notice you ogling him, “where were we?”

“it's your turn now, truth or dare?” feeling bold, you chose dare next. 

oikawa gave you a broad smile, his hand extending towards you as if encouraging you to take it, “i dare you to stay a little longer with me in my shop,”

to be honest? you expected him to get back at you and maybe make you do an equally embarrassing (if not more) dare, but you did not expect this. 

what you also didn't expect is the fact that you had stopped in front of oikawa's flower shop with your back turned to it. how did you reach there so fast? it seemed like talking and walking with him made time stop. a part of you would like to keep it that way, if only it was possible.

“i would love to,” was your answer. oikawa opened the door to his shop, letting you in first. he then led you near the back of the shop, opening into a wide backyard that resembled a small, gorgeous garden with different kinds of flowers. some even you haven't seen him display in the shop inside. 

the two of you sat on the two seated table. you were simply at awe with how ethereal this all looked. your eyes couldn't get enough of all the wonderful colors that it landed on.

“wow,” was all you managed to say, taking in your surroundings and appreciating every nook and cranny presented to you.

“i spent most of my breaks here,” oikawa came back with two glasses of water and placed them on the glass table. 

“usually talking to myself and talking to the flowers. i heard it helps them grow faster and makes them more beautiful.” he, too, looked around his small garden with unconcealed pride and fondness. if you looked closer, you could also see the hint of sadness hidden in there. 

“you talk to your flowers? that's so cute!” you gushed, hiding your smile behind the glass of water as you sipped it.

“if anything, you're the one who's cute.” he complimented as if it was nothing, eyes boring into yours as his smile widened.

you choked on your water, coughing it up out of surprise and it was the opposite of cute. but his opinions didn't change.

oikawa barked a laugh, reaching over to pat your back soothingly. once you calmed down, you avoided his gaze once again and decided to stare at the sunflowers nearby. 

“we should just continue the game,” you decided to divert the topic. 

“truth or dare, cutie?” oikawa bit back the grin from emerging on his face. hiding it with a palm propped up on the table.

“d-dare,” you answered without thinking. and oikawa being the little shit he is, took this as an opportunity.

“i dare you to go on a date with me this saturday,” he sincerely declared, eyes not leaving you once. your head whipped back to him so fast, you swear you got whiplash. 

you're not one of these flowers and yet you felt the butterflies going wild inside of you.

your heart beat rapidly inside of your chest, pounding hard and ringing in your ears. 

“you don't need a dare to get me to say yes,” you reasoned with a wide smile.

oikawa tooru, like his flowers, is a lively, blooming person. you get to know that the moment you agreed to go on a date with him. it followed a few hangouts, and frequent bumping into each other considering this was a small town, afterall. how you haven't noticed such a vibrant person in your life was beyond you.

you see him everywhere, every day in your life right now. in the small bushes that your neighbor has in their garden, the alien and sci-fi movies in the store which were his favorite every time he invited you to watch a movie, the milk bread you saw in the coffee shop you both love to go, and even the characters in the books you love to read. oikawa tooru practically invaded your life the moment you invited yourself in his flowershop and you loved every second of it.

every time you two hang out together, he never misses to bring you any flower. you'd always keep them with you until you come home, placing them in a vase and watering them constantly, taking care of them like how much oikawa takes care of the flowers. you paid no mind to it, only thinking that it was a sweet gesture from him until your friend decided to comment on the fresh flowers on top of your coffee table.

the both of you had known each other for a very long time now and that she's going to get married, she wanted you to be a part of it too. setting down the tea in front of her on the table, you sat down beside her, engulfing her in a hug. 

“oh, y/n! i missed you so much! it's been busy with all the planning for the wedding and the people to invite, i still haven't tried on my dress and tasted the cake, it's kind of stressing me out!” she immediately let her sorrows and agony free the moment you let go of the hug.

“speaking of stress, is there anything i could do to help?” you reached for her hand, rubbing it soothingly in circles. 

she hummed thoughtfully, sipping her tea to calm her nerves, “now that i thought about it, we still don't know anyone good enough for the flower decorations in the venue,” she pouted, sighing sadly. 

a lightbulb lit itself on top of your head, making you perk up, “i know someone who does!” 

“really? are they good?” oh more than good, you wanted to butt in but shake your head free of those thoughts. 

“of course! he's actually the one who gave me these, he takes real good care of them.” you gestured towards the tulips in your vase. it seems like her eyes lit up and she immediately fell in love with the flowers. 

“tulips?! oh, y/n, my dear, he's in love with you!” she squealed in glee, bouncing in her seat like a little kid.

“how did you know that by simply looking at my tulips?” 

“giving tulips to someone means a declaration of love, sweetie.” she sighed dreamily, “you might as well plan for your wedding too!” 

“don't be ridiculous!” you exclaimed, trying your best not to smile too wide. 

you weren't too against on the idea, but you just met afterall. it would be too early for another wedding. even though he never failed to show his affection every time you are together, there's still a lingering doubt whether he did like you in that way.

as promised, you asked oikawa about it the next day, stopping by his flower shop with coffee and his beloved milk bread since it's his break. 

“y/n-chan! it's always a pleasure to be visited by you again,” he greeted you, he was attending to a few customers in the store and excused himself before talking to you. your heart swelled with the action, not being able to hide your smile this time.

“tooru, i was just stopping by to ask you a favor. my friend's wedding is getting near and she still doesn't have any flower decorations for the venue. i mentioned you and i was wondering if you're the one who could do it instead?” you bit your lip nervously, fumbling with the paperbag containing the bread as you looked up at him hopefully. 

seriously, how can he resist you looking at him that way? your eyelashes fluttering, mouth formed into a pout, eyes shining brightly. you're just asking him to devour you whole. before he knew it, he had leaned in to peck the corner of your mouth. 

it completely shocked you to your core. he hasn't done that kind of thing before, always being respectful and never doing anything you didn't want to. but strangely, you weren't mad at him for it. to tell the truth, you kinda wished he kissed you more. 

“i'd love to, y/n-chan.” he uttered, pinching your cheek before turning to hide his own reddened face. 

that was basically the last time you saw each other since you recommended him to your friend. and since then, he has been busy and you tried to help with the wedding as well. you figured oikawa has his hands full with taking care of the decorations for the wedding, but even then, he would still message you or even facetime you after – asking about how yiur day went and craving to see your face without him being able to for how long.

the day of the wedding came and it was magical. your heart melted the moment your friends said their “i do's” as everybody clapped and rejoiced with them. the moment you stepped into the venue, everyone was amazed, speechless at the decorations being the first thing their eyes could feast upon. pink and white roses was all you could see – ranging from vine-like ones hanging from the ceiling, to arches in the doorway, and some are even placed neatly on the tables. 

to sum it all, it was breathtaking.

“your boyfriend did amazing,” your friend teased, bumping her hip to yours as she walked away with her husband to greet some guests.

you were left standing there, mouth agape as you took everything in. you couldn't wrap your head around the idea of oikawa managing to do all this by himself, but then again, he has surprised you by doing a lot of things you didn't know he could do. 

“you know, if you stayed here longer there won't be enough food left for you.” the familiaf voice you grew to love and got used to spoke from behind you. something tugged in your chest, the events seeming like déjà vu all over again. 

“i'm just admiring your work, tooru.” you smiled, turning around to face the man behind the beautiful decorations. 

he's changed his clothes into a more formal attire than his usual getup with the aprons and white button up shirt for a maroon suit and tie. he even styled his hair back, if you didn't know him long enough you might have mistaken him for someone else. 

“you look...good,” you managed to breathe out, it seems like the decorations aren't the only ones that are breathtaking. your eyes drank him in, how the clothes hug his frame perfectly, the color complimenting his skin tone, and the fact that his fluffy hair is swept away really makes you want to jump his bones right here, right now.

“and you look gorgeous. i must say, i don't mind you looking like this all the time, y/n-chan.” he chuckled, a shit-eating grin blooming on his face as he eyed you up and down slowly. your face grew hot against his stare and you felt naked, as if his eyes can see through you. 

“th-thanks, tooru.” you mumbled, playing with the hem of your clothes. before any of you could speak, however, the emcee spoke on stage calling out the bride and groom to give a speech. 

you all gathered around the small stage as they thanked everyone for coming to the wedding, inclduing the guests, their helpers, the staff. after all the mushy speech, she declared it was time for the dance, turned around and threw the bouquet (that's also from oikawa) to the audience. 

you saw the thing flying to you and out of pure instinct, you threw your hand in front of you and ended up catching the bouquet. everyone around you clapped including oikawa himself as you stared at it wide eyed. your gazed met oikawa's and as if your face couldn't get any hotter, you also felt the fast beating of your heart when you stared at each other. 

everybody howled and chanted teasing remarks at the two of you. instead of paying attention to the newly weds they picked the two of you as the center of their amusement. 

your friend's voice overpowered them all as she also chanted, “kiss! kiss! kiss! kiss!” 

oikawa looked at you with a raised brow and you can only smile bashfully in return before you felt the world turn upside down, oikawa dipping you as he kissed you passionately and deeply. time seemed to stop once again as everything blurred and all you can feel is him, and all he can feel is you. he hoped it would be enough to pour all the emotions and words he wanted you to know. 

it felt like the kiss lasted forever before he pulled away, the two of you out of breath as you giddily smiled at each other, both sharing a lovestruck look.

“is it too early to ask you to marry me?” 

general taglist: @chibishae34 @behan @bukojuiice (tagging you here bcs you're excited for this)

[lovelytarou]

thinking about stargazing with oikawa as you laid side by side together. your right hand and his left hand intertwined, thumbs slowly caressing the other's skin.

his gaze would be staring up at the sky as he pointed out with his right hand. he'd utter a name of a constellation (or maybe a name of your friend?) and you'd play along with his game, pointing at another one yourself and telling him it looked like the shape of a flying saucer.

his bubbly laughter would fill the night air as you cuddled close to him, resting your cheek on his shoulder.

you'd listen to him babble nonsense and recite whatever name he comes up for the constellations and stars up in the skies, but he'd be the only one your gaze will stay at. no matter how lovely and mesmerizing the stars are.

“hey, look!” he suddenly exclaimed, eyes wide as he pointed somewhere ahead of him, “the stars said we should kiss.”

oikawa wiggled his eyebrows up and down, biting down on his lip as he gave you bedroom eyes. he looked stupid but you'd rather not ruin the moment.

so you did. besides, it was written on the stars.

© lovelytarou 2021

[lovelytarou]

[ 3:44PM ] you know iwaizumi was the right man for you with the way he treated you like the most delicate porcelain, he treasured you like you're the most important thing in the world. your heart is safe in his hands and he has no doubt placing his on yours.

you and iwaizumi have spent many years together ever since graduating from aoba johsai. many of your friends are teasing the two of you, saying it's meant to be, that you two are the endgame.

they can also see the lovestruck look on iwaizumi's face the moment you walk in the room. you light up his world, his life, you're his source of serotonin and his entire universe would be dark without you in it. how did he even survive back then without you?

you saw the signs when you were strolling in the mall, hand in hand, chatting and casually making fun of funny looking people in hushed voices when he suddenly stopped in front of a jewelery store. you had asked him why that day but he said not to worry about it.

the next thing you noticed was when you caught him sniffling to himself, watching wedding videos in his laptop. you would've laughed if you didn't find it cute that time that he get so moved by other people's love story.

what sealed the deal was the moment he took your hand in his while you're both cuddling in bed.

“i love your hands,” he mumbled out of the blue, his fingers tracing indecipherable patterns onto your skin softly. his thumb then landed on your ring finger, caressing it gently.

“really? what's so special about them?” you chuckled, intertwining your own hand with his amd bringing it up to your lips for a kiss.

“just because,” was his mysterious reply, but you knew.

the way he fondly looked at you sometimes while you're just doing the most mundane things, you knew the way he held you ever so gently and tightly in his arms, you knew the way he held your face in his hands and just gives you that loving stare.

even if you did knew all these things, you were taken aback one afternoon – eyes still fresh with morning glory just woken up from a nap, face unwashed, hair tangled in a mess and your body draped with iwaizumi's oversized godzilla shirt.

you were drinking your coffee then, as he was sitting across the table from you. you were chattering away and talking to him about your plans for the day when he sat up, and slowly knelt in front of you, his hand going into his pocket.

you couldn't speak as he stared up at you with a nervous look in his face, and then you saw it. the box with the ring he was staring at that day at the mall.

he knew, getting to spend these afternoons with you, that this is what he wanted to spend his life for all eternity. you, him, in your little home, sharing every second of every day with you.

“will you marry me?”

dedicated to @chibishae34 to bring you more inspo for your iwa fic and also bcs we're both obsessed with the song lmao

[lovelytarou]

fixer upper — sero hanta

pairing: sero hanta x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 1.5k

a/n: i'm sorry this took so long, but this got longer than intended and i'm proud to announce that i am a sero simp now 🤧 part 6/7 of the event!!! also sorry for the header my braincells run out and it was p last minute, this is also not proofread

having sero as your lover has been amazing. he's a gentleman, he's patient with you, he understood you, and most of all he cares for you more than he liked to admit. 

your relationship consisted of showing each other your endless affection through actions, words and in many ways you both possibly could. one of your favorites about sero's way of showing his love to you is by paying attention to the smallest disarray in you and fixing it. 

you admit that you loved it when he doted on you, fussed over you like a mother hen would. but it just shows even in the trivial things, you see that he cared. 

it made your heart race and beat wildly inside your ribcage that prisoned your restless heart whenever he does so. leaning close to you unknowingly, his breath fanning your face and mingling with yours, feeling his warmth, seeing the crease in his eyebrows as he tried to fix whatever it is he found in your physique. 

you'd thank him right after. claiming that 'you didn't notice' and proceed as if nothing happened. as if what he just did didn't make you fall for him harder and as if you didn't do it intentionally. 

that's why you took your date night as the perfect opportunity to 'test' your boyfriend and see just how far his limits go with him being caring for you. call it a little social experiment without his knowledge. it's not to take advantage of him, but more like, a challenge perhaps. 

before exiting your shared bedroom, you made sure you let one strand of hair untucked and the necklace that he gave you lie on top of your collar bones in the wrong way.

you greeted him with a smile, ready and giddy for tonight. he looked handsome as ever with his usual self. hell, he can wear whatever and you'd still find him gorgeous and breathtaking. 

“wow,” he breathed out in shock as if he just saw you for the first time. “you look stunning,” 

“thank you, you look...hot.” you complimented him back, not without your face feeling hot which he so definitely noticed. 

he stared at you in awe for a minute or two. you counted in your head, it was only a matter of time before he's unable to resist himself. the slight movement of his hand caught your eye and it was already moving to tuck the loose hair behind your ear, beaming at you with a starry gaze. 

“let's go?” he offered his arm for you to take and you both walked out of the house. 

and it was the perfect opportunity to execute the second step of the plan. it was rather chilly out that night, good thing you purposely left your coat inside the house and now as you're rubbing your arms, sero definitely noticed how you shivered in your bones. 

“i told you to always bring a jacket, my love.” he had a worried frown on his face but nevertheless, took off his own jacket and placed it on the top of your shoulders like the gentleman he is. your heart just about celebrated inside your chest at the action even though you had planned it all along. 

 his jacket and his shirts that you loved to wear even if sometimes they don't fit you, offered their services when he was busy during work and he wasn't there to cuddle you. they became your secondary source of comfort while he's away. 

“i know, but i love it when you lend me yours.” you smirked up at him, snuggling close. “plus it smells better, smells like you.” it smells like home, is what you wanted to say.

“you're lucky you're cute,” he teased, kissing your temple as you both walked towards the designated place you're going to have your date. 

it was a lovely retro looking restaurant. granted, not many people are around at that time but it's because sero may have slipped in a coin or two just so no one else will bother you. it took your breath away – the scene can only be seen from the movies or posters alike. they even have old songs playing inside the diner and the staff have uniforms that fit the theme. 

“hanta, this is amazing!” you giggled like a child on christmas. it truly was amazing, they even had their own jukebox at the corner, and the decors are what you really loved. you made a mental note to take a photo here later. 

“it definitely is,” sero mumbled back, eyes focused on you as yours roamed with newfound wonder at the place. he loved that awestruck look on your face, immortalizing it in his mind and happy that he get to be the one to put it on your beautiful visage. 

he led you both to a booth and sat down. not a moment longer, a waitress walked up to the two of you to get your orders. after that, you were both left alone as you waited. 

you stared back at sero in slight confusion, patiently waiting for him to bite into your next plan which he still hadn't noticed yet. 

that was an exaggeration, obviously, but you were thankful for this date night tonight. you were just adding a bit of spice to it per se. 

“how did you know about this place?” you attempt at small talk, anything to divert yourself from talking about your motives for tonight. you're not going to lie, you appreciated that he made time for the two of you to have a date despite him being busy all the time with his work that he barely get to squeeze in this date night without going through so many obstacles and yet here you are, analyzing him like a scientist pointing a magnifying glass on an ant. 

“oh, i once stopped here for some coffee then i thought i should probably get you here someday because this place is awesome and you definitely need to try their food!” sero enthusiastically explained, eyes sparkling in excitement as he animatedly moved his arms while talking.

on that note, the waitress was back carrying a tray of food you ordered. after thanking her, you both digged in and started eating. sero was right, their food was worth trying. 

“this is so good!” you moaned after taking mouthfuls of your burger.

“i feel like i'm in heaven,” sero added, eyes closing as he bite into his. 

“we definitely need to go back here again, babe.” their burger was like a luxury and you wanted to savor every last moment of it. your tastebuds and senses were clearly satisfied and you can't wait to go back for more. 

“wait,” he put down his burger and grabbed a few napkins. he leaned across the table to gently hold your face in place, the other holding a napkin dabbing softly at the mess you have made on yourself while eating. 

at last, he had succumbed to the next step.

fighting back a smile, you thanked him and proceeded to eat. the both of you stayed at the diner for as long as you could, mainly to not disturb the ambience you both created and because you still wanted to stay there longer with your lover.

once you're completely satisfied, you both walked out and basked in the chilly night air. sero's arm hugged you close to his warm body as you strolled peacefully as if you have all the time in the world. well it was peaceful until he turned to you with a focused expression. 

“i can't believe you'd go out looking like that,” he clicked his tongue in mock annoyance, shaking his head as he leaned closer and he finally, finally noticed the necklace that's been sitting on the wrong way dangling on your neck. 

you can't help the smile stretching your lips at his kind act, letting him do his thing. his soft, gentle fingertips arranging the cold metal of his initial on your neck before sliding up the necklace and onto the side of your neck. 

you were no longer smiling as the spaces between you two became smaller and smaller. he stared deep into your eyes, his searching and absolutely in awe of you no matter how frazzled you look, you know he's ready to fix it in a heartbeat. the moonlight shining from behind him along with the twinkling stars truly provided a romantic, dreamy and magical background to the same thing you are feeling right now. 

he took your breath away for the nth time that night – his plump (and burger tasting) lips met yours, massaging and moving against each other in a slow dance, caressing it softly and then you felt his wet tongue poke at the corners of your lips and you can't help but mash it with your own, the kiss turning passionate as you slid your arms up – wrapping it around his neck while his own hands went down to your waist. 

it felt like eternity after he pulled away, eyes hazy and a faint blush you weren't able to see due to the low lighting of the place but you certainly felt the heat emanating from it. yours were heating up from the passionate kiss you shared, smiling at each other filled with nothing but affection. 

“you had ketchup on your lips,” sero chuckled before pulling you close as you walked home. 

general taglist: @chibishae34 @bukojuiice @heyheysey

[lovelytarou]

take my hand — kaminari denki

— denki takes great pleasure in listening to music on the playlist he made for the two of you. whenever there's music, he doesn't hesitate to ask you for a dance no matter how ridiculous you two looked.

pairing: kaminari denki x reader

tags: friends to lovers, slight soulmates au, just denki and reader goofing off

genre: fluff

word count: 1.0k

a/n: part 4/7 of the event!! i kinda had a hard time thinking abt this, i hope kaminari isn't too ooc here! also not proofread

being with kaminari denki is electrifying. no pun intended. 

life before you met him was somehow bland, boring and simply lifeless. he's this unstoppable force that burst itself into your life and there was nothing you could do to stop it. it's not like you wanted to, after all everything is fun ever since you met kaminari.

he liked dragging you into his many shenanigans that always gets you two into trouble and always ending up with aizawa glowering down on you two. he even threatened to call your parents at one point but kaminari managed to talk your way out of it. to this day, you still couldn't believe how you both got out of that mess.

he may not be the smartest of the bunch but he sure as hell knew how to make you happy. you swear sometimes you think he's your soulmate. sure, he's probably far from what you imagined what your soulmate would be like but you wouldn't have it any other way. 

he always greets you with a friendly and bright smile when you see each other in public. asks you how you are doing when he notices you alone by yourself and offering you his own company even if it means he's exchanging it for hanging out with his friends. he even introduced you to them and before you knew it, you're part of their rowdy gang that often gets themselves into trouble all the time. 

amidst the craziness and fast paced lifestyle that kaminari is living, sometimes he just likes to chill and hangout. he'd plug in his phone and play the playlist the two of you compiled that is composed of all of the bops that you both loved. most of them were memes but others are just seriously too good not to listen to again. 

“may i have this dance?” he asked in his worst british accent he can muster, hand thrust forward towards you who is currently sitting on the floor as you read a manga. 

“of course, my good sir.” it was like clockwork how you play along with his antics. standing up, you grabbed his hand as he helped you to your feet. 

at first you both swayed side to side softly, hands clasped as you stared at each other with unhidden emotions swirling and encasing both your eyes. then it ended with the two of you just jumping around in your room and singing into your hairbrushes to the top of your lungs. 

“TELL ME WHY!” you sang, hand reaching it to kaminari dramatically.

“AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A HEARTACHE!” kaminari supplied, matched with him kneeling on the floor with his other arm clutching his chest as with his eyes closed.

“TEEEELL ME WHY” 

“AIN'T NOTHIN' BUT A MISTAAAAKE”

“TELL ME WHY I NEVER WANNA HEAR YOU SAY,” you both looked at each other before singing in unison, “I WANT IT THAT WAAAY”

your jam sessions (as kaminari called it) usually lasts up until midnight and it would end up with the both of you getting noise complaints as many people are already asleep at that time and aren't too happy to hear backstreet boys blasted in the middle of the night. after the loud singing or more like yelling, and jumping around in your room, you'd both pass out asleep and wake up late for your classes. 

this has been a routine for the two of you after a stressful week. he'd visit you at your dorm room, and you'd visit him at his. it's like you can both read each other's thoughts and have telepathic connection. kirishima had called it creepy one day, but you both told him that it's because you're soulmates that's why you understand each other too well. 

it was just a joke to you, but kaminari found himself blushing and stuttering, heart beating wildly whenever he's with you on his end. he liked to believe you are his soulmate, it makes him feel good saying it. 

one hellish week after an exam, kaminari immediately sensed that you'd beaten yourself up with the weeks prior to the dreadful day. he hasn't seen you since and you've been cramming, holing up yourself in your room to study without distractions. that includes him. now that exams are over, he took it upon himself to help his favorite person unwind and make them feel better. 

now here you were, at your favorite restaurant. kaminari can only look at you with a frown as you still haven't touched your food. you stared blankly at your food as you poked it with a fork, seemingly lifeless. you haven't spoken since the two of you got there. 

the restaurant was pretty quiet, save for the music playing in the speakers. that's when kaminari thought of a wicked idea. a mischievous smirk stretched across his face as he looked at you, nudging your foot with his own.

“what?” you mumbled, looking up from your food. 

“may i have the pleasure of dancing with you?” he had a silly smile on his face as he kneeled in front of you. you immediately looked around, afraid that people might took the wrong idea but none of them were looking in your way. 

“come on, i know how much you love this song.” he tempted, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“here? right now?” still unsure, your eyes roamed to and fro around the restaurant. it might be embarrassing but if he's gonna do it with you…

“alright. yes, you may have the honor of dancing with me, mr. kaminari.” you both bowed first before he took you to the center of the restaurant, hand on your waist and the other on your hand. 

you were still a bit hesitant to dance with him in a place like this but soon, you found yourself loosening and swaying along to the beat and before you realized, the two of you are lost in your own world. 

“you are crazy, denki.” you fondly murmured, so only he could hear. 

“for you? yeah, i am.” he coolly retorted, smirking down at you with a smug expression that earned an eye roll from you.

dancing with kaminari in a restaurant full of people ogling the two of you weirdly isn't what you expected you would spend the end of your exams, but then again, with kaminari when did you expect things? he has always proved himself to be full of surprises.

general taglist: @chibishae34 @heyheysey @bukojuiice

[lovelytarou]

thirsty on main

pairing: bakugo katsuki x reader

tags: smau, crack-ish?, reader or y/n being thirsty

a/n: have this random thing that i tried on a twitter memo app while i'm still working on my kaminari fic 😅 doing this is no easy work, i applaud the ppl who do smaus because this shit is hard! also sorry for the cringe

meme used:

Taglist: @chibishae34 i'm tagging you because we both thirst for him and you're the only one i've told about this 🤧

[lovelytarou]

always tired but never of you — shinsou hitoshi

— hitoshi always loves napping with you, even if there is no napping done. just simply laying down beside you, caressing your hair or talking about nothing and everything brings butterflies to his stomach and warms his heart.

pairing: shinsou hitoshi x reader

tags: established relationship, sleepy shinsou and reader, they are sharing one (1) bed 😌✨

genre: fluff

word count: 828

a/n: 3/7 of the 200 follower event!! the title came from the wholesome meme of a cat i have saved on my gallery and i just think it would fit perfectly with shinsou :))

“i wanted to have, like, at least fifty cats before i die,” 

hitoshi said one quiet night, (or was it morning already?) as you two lay tangled in bed, his long pretty fingers buried in your hair, twirling them and stroking your locks. your own hand was interlaced with his free one, the other lying on top of his chest that was steadily rising and falling with even breaths.

it's probably late in the night, and both of you just finished watching a movie along with your other classmates in 1-A. he had snuck inside your room to ‘hang out’ and before you knew it, the clock striked 2am. you both knew you had to get up early in the morning for classes, but at this point none of you cared. 

“is that part of your bucket list, toshi?” you teased, absentmindedly comparing hand sizes with him as you flattened his large palm, yours fitting perfectly into the slots. as if they were made for him.

“hmm...it's sort of a goal, really. just like when i dreamed of having you as my significant other.” he spoke of it so casually. without thinking, without considering the effect that his words had on you. like talking about the weather with an old friend. 

but you felt how hard your heart pounded in your chest because of it. felt how your cheeks heated up with the creeping blush starting from your toes then up to your scalp. 

“it's a dream, then.” i'm one of your dreams, you planned to say, but the words got caught in your throat when he closed his hand over yours. bringing your intertwined hands to his face, he planted a sweet, yet fleeting kiss on the back of your hand – his lips formed a smile against your skin.

“you could say that. i also dreamed of living in a nice house with you. then we'll decorate it just how you like, with all your fairy lights and plants and all your cottagecore shit.” he chuckled but you slapped his chest, looking away from him. he stared at you because you knew you can't hide that faint giggle from him. 

“at least i don't have led lights in my room like an e-boy,” you retaliated, making a face at him. he glared at you before pinching your nose hard. 

you fought his hand away through laughter and it's only when you complained that you couldn't breathe and that your nose hurt that he pulled away. you're sure there's an ugly red spot on your nose right now if you were to look in the mirror.

“serves you right, rudolph.” he muttered, smirking at your dejected form as you held your abused nose. 

feeling bad, shinsou pulled you back into his arms and kissed your nose a lot of times before peppering your whole face with kisses until you were both laughing, too drunk on affection and exhaustion.

he pulled away with a content sigh, a ghost of a smile etched onto his lips as you both stared into each other like two lovestruck fools who can't get enough of each other.

his eyes were even droopier than usual and his voice was rough and had a drawl in it. the way he blinked seems owlish and slow compared to what he normally does. his breathing is slowing down as well. he's sleepy but he's holding onto the little bit of consciousness he had in him to stay up with you. to share this little moment of between night and dawn, talking about seemingly nothing and everything, sharing each other's warmth, basking in the moonlight filtering through the windows.

“you're tired, toshi. go to sleep.” you whispered, tucking a flyaway strand of purple hair behind his ear, your hand lingering there to stroke his soft locks. 

his eyes closed in relaxation at that, shaking his head no.

“don't wanna. i can still stay up for you.” he whined, nuzzling closer to you, arms wrapping tight around your figure.

you muffled a laugh behind your hand, he simply looks cute when he's all tired and sleepy that he loses his edgy and his whole ‘sleep-is-for-the-weak’ act.

“we can still talk about your dreams when you wake up, okay babe?” 

not surprised, you didn't get a response from him after that – only a snore and feeling his arm tightening around you. leaning closer, your lips placed a soft kiss onto his forehead before huddling close to his chest. 

“good night, toshi.” 

this feeling of completeness as you were wrapped in all that is shinsou, his soft breaths coming out of his slightly parted lips and his protective hold on you slowly lulled you to sleep is something that has a special place in your heart. it was the butterflies swarming and swirling in your stomach and shinsou's calm resting face, the last thing you thought about before sleep cloaked itself on you both like a warm blanket.

Taglist: @chibishae34 @heyheysey (you're not in the taglist but he's your baby so hehehe i hope i did good)

[lovelytarou]

love notes — midoriya izuku

— izuku is known for many things, among them is his knack for scribbling notes about the quirks of others. you also witness it firsthand as he left little notes around your house to remind you of small tasks and messages of love.

pairing: midoriya izuku x reader

tags: established relationship, mention of reader's quirk, mention of slight friends to lovers??

genre: fluff

word count: 797

a/n: 2/7 of the 200 follower event! i intend for this to be a drabble so it's shorter than the last one. i'm sorry the ending sucked i'm kinda bad at ending a story lmao

i went out earlier this morning to buy milk. i saw that we ran out of it today.♥

you read the note that izuku left on the fridge with a smile on your face. right, you forgot you were supposed to go out and buy groceries today, but it seems that your darling boyfriend took care of that already. 

memories flooded back to you to the time where the both of you were just friends and he used to do these kinds of things. you knew he loved writing in his little notebook about other people's quirks and even making points to help them improve their skills. that's actually how you two met. 

“quirk–photon blast? sort of like a dying star…” you heard him muttering to himself one day as you and your classmates trained. meanwhile, he was sitting on the floor as he scribbled his thoughts away. where did he even hide that thing?

you watched him for a moment, noticing the little doodle of yourself that he did and it brings a chuckle out of you. 

“maybe if they stored all the power into all parts of their body instead of focusing in one place…” 

“that's a great idea, actually.” 

he yelped when you spoke, almost jumping 40 feet into the air, his notebook and pen flying away. his face reddened upon seeing yours a few inches away, just hovering above his shoulder as you were watching him scribble a while ago.

“sorry, didn't mean to scare you. it's just that you're so immersed in your notes.” you laughed sheepishly, bringing a hand up to scratch your head.

“no! it's okay i uhm, i wasn't just expecting you is all…” there was an awkward silence after that and you noticed his forgotten notebook and pen on the floor, picking it up yourself as the page about your quirk was shown to you. 

“wow this great! i love how you got my hero costume right, and the colors too.” you complimented, a hand caressing the drawing softly, admiring it. 

“you really think so? it wasn't creepy or nerdy?” definitely nerdy...but in a cute way. not that you ever told him in his face. 

“not at all! in fact, i find it cool. the way you pay attention to certain details and how you figured out people's quirks is brilliant.” handing him his notebook, you gave him a warm smile. your skins touched and it made the two of you feel a slight tingle as you both pulled away. 

“so...would you like to go somewhere and talk about the notes you made about improving my quirk?” it was subtle, and pretty lame, to be honest. but you liked him for a while and you always find a reason to speak with him. every one of those chances getting cut off, or interrupted or simply wouldn't happen. a chance presented itself to you and naturally, you have to strike while the iron's still hot. 

“well, i was thinking about how you have this power, right? what if instead of focusing it into one part…” he told you all of his thoughts about your quirk as you two walked, and from then, came a date. and then another. until you're both getting to know each other and a few years later, here you are sharing a home with him.

you would usually find it annoying when other people would leave little reminders around the place. but not when it comes to izuku. there's something comforting about seeing his familiar handwriting, the cute notepads taped onto surfaces and the little doodles of hearts and smileys on them. 

don't forget your vitamins! it's important to stay healthy so you won't get sick! :)

it read on the pink note taped onto the container of your vitamins as you took one. 

it's weird but oddly soothing in a way. even if he isn't home, you know he still cared and his presence is all around the house everywhere you look. 

remember to take breaks! you got this, i believe in you! ( ˘ ³˘)♥

this one was taped on the bottom of the monitor of your computer. he had made that a long time ago and since then, you haven't removed it. you can call it a...motivation or inspiration for when you felt like you're procrastinating while working. one look at this note and you'll immediately feel like breathing fresh air, and that everything's going to be alright. 

you can say it's his way of caring for you. looking after you when he isn't there to do so while he's out there patrolling, or doing hero work. as something as simple as a note is enough for you to know that he's always there for you no matter what.

Taglist: @chibishae34

[lovelytarou]

kiss me thru the phone — bakugo katsuki

— katsuki always calls you on the phone, making sure that it's his voice you hear when you wake and the one you'll listen to as you fall asleep.

pairing: bakugo katsuki x reader

tags: established relationship, swearing? cuz this is bakugo hehe. not proofread!!

genre: fluff, kinda angst

word count: 1.4k

a/n: 1/7 of the 200 follower event, i can just see him doing this lmao. sorry if the header doesn't look good, i tried my best (˘･_･˘) not at me saying i'll upload this yesterday night but it's already 2am here. it is what it is.

bakugo katsuki is a busy man. 

even when he was in his UA days, you always see him training by himself and excusing himself early to go study and then eventually, sleep. his friends often tease him for being a grandpa and not having time to go and have fun, but when he met you that's when he really started to let himself free and experience fun things with his friends albeit he's masking it as having “no choice but to join” under the guise of watching over his friends as to not make themselves look like idiots, but you know better. you know that when he says he doesn't care, you understand the meaning that he actually does. and deeply too.

he's just a big tsundere who cares a lot for the people he loves. 

now that he's a pro hero working his way up to the top, hectic times and cancelled dates cannot be helped. he has to always excuse himself and apologize over and over for not going to the date you both planned as promised and you always have to say that it's alright, that you understand over and over. and if anyone knew bakugo, it's that he would never settle for less. a simple ‘okay’ isn't enough for him. 

so when you woke up one morning to the ringing of your phone and the rare photo of your lover smiling instead of your cacophonous alarm, you knew it had to be one of those days where bakugo was feeling particularly soft for you.

rolling over on his side of the bed, you answered the call with a smile on your face despite him not seeing it. the warm streaks of sunlight coming through the windows illuminated your face, making you shut your eyes for a moment.

“hi, baby.” you croaked, voice scratchy and raspy upon waking.

you heard his chuckle on the other end before he greeted you as well.

“good morning, sleepyhead. it's 10am already, you should be getting your ass out of bed,” he scolded you. you rolled your eyes as you lied on your back, staring up at the ceiling while you twirled a piece of your hair like a lovestruck schoolgirl talking to your crush. 

“i know, i know. but the bed's still warm and i wanna stay in bed for a bit.” you whined, even pouting for effect that you knew he wouldn't resist. 

you heard him click his tongue in annoyance at your statement. knowing him, he's probably shaking his head in disapproval at your lazy behavior. 

“get the fuck out of bed or else your breakfast will get cold. you don't want to eat cold food, do you?" 

“wait, you made me breakfast?” you felt your stomach do flips at the thought of bakugo waking up early and even having the time and effort to cook for you. 

you heard him scoff at that, “course i did. i know your dumbass will complain about how i didn't cook you anything before i left if i didn't. so eat up, okay? i know i'm not always at home to eat with you and this is the only thing i can do to make you feel that you're not alone. and i'm sorry about that. i promise one of these days, i'll take you out for dinner, alright?” 

he can only hear sniffles and soft sobs on the other end as you nodded. 

“oi, are you crying?!”

“yes! why the hell are you so sweet? and it's too early for me to be crying like this!” you wailed, tears streaming down your face like a waterfall, trying your best to wipe them away with your night shirt. 

“i'd like that very much. you're the best, katsuki. take care and good luck at work!” 

“i know i am, babe. take care as well, don't wait up for me tonight, i'll call you.” you both bid your goodbyes with words of love before he hung up to do his hero work and for you to get ready for the day. you ate your breakfast with a smile on your face and heart feeling much fuller than your stomach with the thought of katsuki.

some days, when he's away on a mission, he'd love to call you randomly and he wouldn't even care if you're doing something or if you're busy. what he knows is that he needs to hear your voice more than anything. 

on a particularly busy and dreadful day, bakugo had called you during work and you picked it up without second thoughts, worry already clouding your mind. 

“tsuki baby!” you greeted in a joyful tone. your smile evaporated when he didn't return the sentiment.

“katsuki? are you okay? what's up, baby?” you tried to make your voice as soothing as possible, knowing that any other unwelcoming approach might set him off.

he sighed on the other end, and you can only guess what happened.

“i'm fine...just...i missed your voice,” his own had a low timbre to it, sort of a deep vulnerable tone he only let you hear when he wanted you to see his true self without the facades and the mask. 

“i'm here now, katsuki. do you wanna talk?” being a pro hero can be stressful as much as he loves it. he's also human, and he can only handle as much when faced with a lot of obstacles in life.

“yeah, that'd be nice. tell me about your day, how are you?” he might be diverting the topic towards you instead but you indulged him in his request and started to tell him about your day – from the time you wake up to the time you arrived to work.

“oh! and um, i also bumped into my old friend a while ago. they asked me about you and i told them that we should meet up someday, you know, like a double date?” 

“sure, yeah. i'd love to meet them. they seem like a cool person.” 

“they are! anyway, what about you? anything happened in there on the mission?” you waited patiently for his response which he appreciated a whole lot than what you realize. 

“it was okay. the mission was going smoothly with everyone helping and then...i just, we rescued this man and his...wife got–” he faltered, you heard him choke a sob through the phone and you can only wish you can hold him right at that moment if you weren't only miles away from each other. 

“it's okay if you don't wanna continue, tsuki. i understand this is heavy for you. i'm sorry you have to suffer through that alone. i wish i can be there for you,” in your head, you're imagining that you're comforting him and kissing his worries away as he's nuzzling into your neck. and you'd tell him that everything will be alright and that you'll always be there for him.

“i'm sorry...thank you, for staying with me and being in my life. i wouldn't know what i'd do without you, honestly. maybe be the same asshole that i was before we met,” he joked, chuckling at the fond memory that felt like ages ago today. 

“no worries, babe. you know i'm always here if you want to talk. i'll listen and you can never talk my ear off because i love listening to you sexy voice.” you teased, knowing it would make him as red as a tomato. the both of you laughed and it felt like you're together, probably at home as you lounged in the living room without worrying about anything.

“whatever. i like hearing your voice too, i guess. anyway, i gotta go in a few minutes. i'm calling again later before you sleep, make sure you don't doze off on me!” you can practically imagine the smoke coming out of his ears as he yelled at his phone.

“yes, yes, i will. i already told you i'm sorry! go kick some villain ass in there, baby. i'll be waiting for you back home.” 

“good. goodbye, i miss you. stay safe and always lock your door and the windows! don't stay up too late or i'll swim there to make you sleep myself–”

before he went on a tangent about his usual scoldings you told him that you still had work to do and he can save them for later, but you felt warm inside knowing this is how he tells you he loves you without really saying them. time and distance may keep you away from each other, but your love can travel through great distances and defy all odds. 

Taglist: @chibishae34

[lovelytarou]

𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 ‘𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮’, 𝐚 𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 🎉

♡ kiss me thru the phone – bakugo katsuki

— katsuki always calls you on the phone, making sure that it's his voice you hear when you wake and the one you'll listen to as you fall asleep.

♡ love notes – midoriya izuku

— izuku is known for many things, among them is his knack for scribbling notes about the quirks of others. you also witness it firsthand as he left little notes around your house to remind you of small tasks and messages of love.

♡ always tired but never of you – shinsou hitoshi

— hitoshi always loves napping with you, even if there is no napping done. just simply laying down beside you, caressing your hair or talking about nothing and everything brings butterflies to his stomach and warms his heart.

♡ take my hand – kaminari denki

— denki takes great pleasure in listening to music on the playlist he made for the two of you. whenever there's music, he doesn't hesitate to ask you for a dance no matter how ridiculous you two looked.

♡ second nature - kirishima eijiro

— eijiro has memorized everything about you – from the way you twirled your hair when you're bored, when you bounced your leg up and down when you're anxious, and he can even tell when you're sad. one of the things he has memorized himself is buying you your favorite snacks when you're exactly craving for it.

♡ fixer upper – sero hanta

— hanta is a helpful person by nature. even in little things, he likes to help. he'd help you fix your crooked tie, the raised flap of a collar, the strand of hair that keeps sticking out or hanging in front of your face. and maybe, just maybe, you're doing them on purpose so he'd notice.

♡ how to make someone smile – todoroki shoto

— shoto has been told that he's an observant person, which can be useful in missions and in this case: with you. upon seeing you look so sullen and forlorn throughout the day, shoto took it upon himself to make it his mission to bring a smile on your face.

a/n: so this is what i've decided for my very first event to thank you, my sweet, wonderful followers! i will be posting these drabbles/smol one shots every other day bcs i'm shit at schedule and i'm doing bnha because i rarely write for it oops! if you wanted to be tagged/added to my taglist for this event, feel free to send in an ask and i'll gladly add you there! thanks again for 200+ followers i never really thought i'd even reach that much hehe (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡ this was only supposed to be five but i can't help myself omg

[lovelytarou]

[ 12:43am ] todoroki cast his gaze towards the scenery before him. the sky dotted with stars, the faint sound of the bustling city a few miles away, and the city lights illuminating both your faces.

the two of you just disposed of a villain not a few minutes ago. it was supposed to be your day off but the agency called and provided you a mission which you didn't know will be shared with shoto's agency.

he sighed, leaning his arms on the railings as he tore off his eyes from the landscape and looked at you instead. you were sweaty, with a few gashes on your forehead and cheeks. yes, you might look like you've been to hell and back but to his eyes, you still look as stunning as ever.

“–you even listening to me?” the question brought him out of his spiralling thoughts. he saw your eyebrows quirk up and you chuckled at him, having caught staring at you.

“you should have just agreed to go out of town like i've told you.” you teased, head shaking in feign disbelief as you stared ahead. his eyes did not leave you one second.

he felt a ghost of a smile stretch across his lips.

“and where would we go, hmm?” shoto hummed, moving a little closer towards you as he wrapped his arms around your waist. he settled his chin on your shoulder, which you winced at because of the injury there. his lips then soothed it with a silent apology.

“i've always wanted to go to italy. you know, go to venice and maybe do a little sightseeing–” as you rambled off, he felt his body relax into you. his own moulding to yours like a puzzle piece. he didn't care where the two of you would go, anywhere is better as long as it's with you.

“or maybe we could go to paris? oh, there's so many places i wanted to visit!” shoto chuckled at your whining, kissing the top of your head as he swayed the two of you to the tune only he can hear.

“where would you like to go, sho?” you suddenly turned in his hold, foreheads touching together with your eyes closed, savoring the brief moment of peace.

“i'd rather be right here with you,” he whispered before capturing your lips with a kiss. “happy anniversary, my love.”

© lovelytarou 2021

[lovelytarou]

kags being cuddly jealous ♡

kageyama huffed as he stared at your sitting form, very engaged and talking enthusiastically with your “friend” through a call that you said needed help with your class. his eyes narrowed in your direction as your melodious laugh filtered through the air. he couldn't hear what you two are talking about, but with the way you laugh at the guy's words tells him it's not class related.

he hated the icky, raging feeling rising within him. he knows you wouldn't do something like that, and he trusts you. even now, four years into the relationship he still couldn't believe you're dating him.

he felt especially needy today and you've been tutoring your friend for two hours now. he's done a lot of things around the house since then, and all he does is look at you longingly from the bed as you smiled ans giggled to your friend's jokes and remarks.

he released a sigh before sitting up on the bed, eyes targetting the side of your face. he felt himself blush from what he's about to do. but can you blame him? he needs you and he wants your affection. now.

“yes, so i was saying– tobio!” you gasped when you felt strong arms encased you in their hold, immediately making you mute yourself as you felt kageyama's head nuzzle the crook of your neck.

“what are you doing?” you mumbled, your hand automatically going up to stroke his jet black locks, earning a pleased hum from your boyfriend.

he mumbled something incoherent against your skin and it made you chuckle, the feeling of his lips dangerously near to your sweet spot making you ticklish.

“what? i can't understand you. you're gonna have to speak up, baby.” you beamed down at him, face still buried where your shoulder and neck meets.

on the other hand, your friend became worried at your sudden silence and asked about your whereabouts.

“ah, i-i'm sorry. something just came up. where were we?” you sheepishly apologized, hand dropping from kageyama's hair to scroll through the files.

unhappy that your attention was stolen from him once again, he grumbled under his breath and started to kiss his way from your shoulder to your neck. a small whimper cut off your sentence which made kageyama smirk. it won't be too long now before you give in.

“i'm fine! sorry about that.” your trembling voice said, gently shooing kageyama's head from your shoulder.

he was unfazed by your weak attempt to push him away. his lips quickly attached themselves near your jaw, nipping and sucking the skin. you quickly became putty in his hold, letting out a rather loud moan before you could stop it yourself and he felt satisfied when your body fell into his arms, completely surrendering to his ministrations.

your hand mindlessly slammed the laptop shut, the shocked voice of your friend being ignored as the call ended abruptly. tilting your head back to give him better access on your neck, kageyama smiled into your skin as he knew that his plan worked smoothly.

“tobio...bed,” you managed between pants and whimpers, the thought of tutoring your friend completely forgotten.

“finally,” kageyama whispered as he nipped your earlobe before hoisting your body into his arms and throwing the both of you on the bed with unrestrained excitement.

it's safe to say that you did more than ‘cuddling’ that night.

a/n: just wanted someone to distract me from my boring class earlier and i had this prompt kinda sitting in my drafts so 🤷🏻‍♀️