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hey girl ik u dont know me but i love everything u do
hey girl
TEEHEE THANK UUU and i! love! YOU!
PREPARE WELL FOR UNI OMG!!!<33 (idk what to say im just a highschool girl 😞AHHHH) gonna miss u 10x more now uweh
AAAAAAAAA OMG THANK U SAKU SWEETIE !!!! <33 (LMFAOAOAO real 😖 it’s ok i appreciate u anyway) i’m gonna miss u tooooo :((
omg tysm for the tag saku !! ♡ xx
FAVE COLOR baby pink !!
LAST SONG japanese denim - daniel caesar
CURRENTLY READING iron widow by xiran jay zhao, never let me go by kazuo ishiguro
CURRENTLY WATCHING avatar: the last airbender & special a
CURRENTLY CRAVING hong kong egg tarts and dim sum (rip my wisdom teeth just got removed so i won’t be able to eat those for a while :( lol)
COFFEE OR TEA? tea ! always!!!!
tagging (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) @six-eyed-samurai @serendipitous-girl @iloveroblox48 @bkgsdoll <3
tagged by @yousayperfect-isaystreep 💞
Favorite color: green, purple, red
Last song: I Don't Care Much from Cabaret (1998)
Currently reading: Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu
Currently watching: Dead Boy Detectives, Smash, Drag Race All Stars 9, rewatching Brooklyn 99
Currently craving: sushi or a fuck ton of pasta idk
Coffee or tea: both but i've been on a bit more of a coffee kick lately
tagging (only if you want to do it, as always): @rag3-n-lov3 @shaniac-xoxo @inky-da-dinky @jinkxndela
you get it !!!!!!!!!
no one talk to me cry to me or even show a second of the new episode to me. i am in denial and choose to protect my peace bakugo is alive and well and at this very moment he’s safe in the ua dorms yelling at his classmates who are lovingly bullying him like usual. stop this blasphemy
OMG TYSM FOR THE TAG AGAIN SAKU !!! <3
1. touch tank - quinnie
2. sunsetz - cigarettes after sex
3. wonder - adoy
4. anata no kazari - ichiko aoba
5. bulletproof love - pierce the veil
no pressure tags !! :) ♡ @six-eyed-samurai @iloveroblox48 @serendipitous-girl @bkgsdoll
put 5 songs you listen to, post it, then send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers
Ok ok, my babies, i love them so much (would listen a 10 hour loop of each one)
My good looking boy - Suki Waterhouse
Alejandro - Lady Gaga
Lust for a vampyr - I Monster
I like the way you kiss me - Artemas
Mary on a cross - Ghost
@mrsshabana @blaubeeren @signedeclipse @sleazysquid idk who else lol
IM CRYING LMFAOOOO
here u go pookie 😇
hug me, not it!
contents ౨ৎ ⋆ s. todoroki x fem reader ⭑ your boyfriend has hidden beef with your plushies.
shoto beadily eyes the intruding beasts behind you with distaste subtly written over his pretty features.
the “intruding beasts” being your plushies neatly lined up against the wall of your dorm.
did he buy most of them for you with his father’s credit card whenever the two of you went on dates? yes.
does that mean he was any happier to see them in his presence? no.
they already get the privilege to sleep with you every night. how dare they gatecrash on the both of your precious private time like this? uninvited too?
it’s silly, he knows, but he always gets the tiniest bit jealous when he comes to your room for study sessions or sleepovers, even movie nights.
only to see you cuddling with that damn rilakkuma bear plush he gave you last year to celebrate your anniversary in your lap. for the millionth time. in his spot.
shoto can’t help but feel a little replaced.
he throws one last glance over your shoulder at the offending sacks of fluff, before his soft strawberries and créme hair brushes your chin as he nuzzles deeper into the crook of your neck.
“sho!” you giggle. “that tickles.”
you feel a faint smile against your collarbone. just the slightest bit mischievous enough for you to be able to tell, as he lets out that quiet, melodic laugh of his. “sorry.”
he’s not really, though. shoto peeks back over at your plushies, the barest hint of smugness visible on his lips.
mine. shoto thinks while looking at them, arms circling your waist.
unaware of the one-sided competition for your affections behind you, you’re deadset on a mission for revenge.
gently, you brush the tips of your fingers along his neck.
shoto’s ridiculously handsome as he leans into your touch with a curious tilt of his head.
“what are you doing?”
his bangs fall into his eyes as he questions you, and you feel your heart skip a beat, wondering how he’s even real.
“trying to tickle you back!” you desperately attempt to do so again under his arms and on his thigh.
other than a blink from him, still no reaction.
“love.”
you don’t seem to hear him.
“shoto, lie on your tummy.”
he complies easily, always one to humor your bouts of inquisitiveness. whenever you were focused on something, you tended to tune everything else out.
shoto stretches out on your bed with his tall frame not unlike a cat. but his head is still turned back to you, staring at you to try and to get your attention.
“love.” you’re trying to tickle the back of his knee now, to no avail.
finally, you raise your head to look at him. “yeah?”
“i’m not ticklish.” shoto deadpans.
“what, really?” you whine, stopping your attack on his leg. “not even as a baby?”
“no.” amusement dances in his gemstone eyes as he studies you. “touya always got mad when he tried to, because it never worked.”
you stifle a giggle behind your hand. “what did you do to make him tickle you in the first place?”
“exist,” your boyfriend says so simply that you have to let out a laugh.
you reach out to cup the side of his cheek, and there’s a soft intake of breath from him as his lashes flutter shut.
shoto wonders how your gentle touch always makes him feel warm all over, when he’s certain he’s not even using his quirk.
it’s strange. in good way.
“why do you like cuddling those plushies so much?” he murmurs, eyes still closed.
a flustered expression that he can’t see spreads across your face.
“um, i guess it’s ’cause they smell like you and at night it helps me sleep?”
“oh.” his eyes blink open in surprise at that, warmth starting to grow on his cheeks.
shoto takes in the sheepish grin on you’re wearing, and reaches out to cup your burning cheek similarly like how you did with his moments before.
you shiver into his sweet and soft touch, and the side of his lips quirk up.
“you can cuddle them. but when i’m here, the only one that should be in your arms is me.”
YINGGG YINGGGying. YIINGGGGGG YINGG!!!!! ying ying ying I MISS UUUUU yinyinyinyiynyiynyiynyin I MISS i miss u UEEE. 💧💧😭–😭ue. UEUEE 😭EUEUEU 😭😭ueueueu.EYEYEUEU😭 UEE😭🥺💧Eu💧💧E E😭😭 E EUE🥺🥺😭UUUUE😭🥺💧🥺😭 ue 💧ee😭🥺💧ue 🥺e e e😭 💧🥺😭Uueuuue.💧ue 😭🥺ee e🥺🥺😭eUEE 💧🥺💧EEE 💧💧😭–😭EE H💧🥺😭E EUU💧🥺😭UUEHH🥺😭EUEH🥺 😭💧💧ue e😭😭eeeeee💧💧💧uu🥺😭 hh 😭🥺uUEEE🥺😭 😭 UEE😭🥺💧Eu💧YINGGGG YINYIYNYIYNY ying. I MISS UUU💧E E😭😭 E EUE🥺🥺😭UUUUE😭🥺💧🥺😭 ue 😭 UEE😭🥺💧Eu💧💧E E😭😭 E EUE🥺🥺😭UUUUE😭🥺💧🥺😭 ue 💧ee😭🥺💧ue 🥺e e e😭 💧🥺😭Uueuuue.💧ue 😭🥺ee e🥺🥺😭eUEE 💧🥺💧EEE 💧💧😭–😭EE H💧🥺😭E EUU💧🥺😭UUEHH🥺😭EUEH🥺 😭💧💧ue e😭😭eeeeee💧💧💧uu🥺😭 hh 😭🥺uUEEE idk if u can tell but i lowkey kinda miss u YINYINNNN
SAKUUUUUU SAKUUUUU sakuuuSAKUUUUUUSAKUUUU saku saku sakuSAKUUUUUUuuu!!!!! I MISS YOU TOO OMGHEHS ueueuUuue 😭😭😭😭😭😭uueu😭😭🌊🌊🌊🥺🥺🌊🌊🌊🐬🐟😭😭😭 UEUEU💧ue 😭🥺ee e🥺🥺😭eUEE 💧🥺💧UU💧💧😭😭UEHueuU💧🥺😭E EUU💧🥺😭UUE 🥺😭EUEH🥺 😭😭😭🐬🐟🦀😭😭😭🌊😭💧💧ue e😭😭eeeeee💧💧💧uu🥺😭 hh 😭🥺ueueuehUuuu 🥺😭 😭 UEE😭🥺💧UYE SAKUUUUU sakusakusakusakusakUSAKUUUUUUU I MISSS MORE SWEETIE :((((( SO SO MUCH💧UUUU😭😭😭😭UEU🥺🥺😭UEUEUEU😭 😭🐳🐳🐳🐳😭😭😭😭uueu😭😭🌊🌊🌊🥺🥺😭😭😭 UEUEU💧ue 😭🥺u u u E🥺🥺🦀🐟🐠😭eUEE 💧🥺💧UU💧💧😭😭UEHHUEE💧🥺😭E EUU💧🥺😭UUE 🥺😭EUEH🥺 🌊🌊🌊🌊
never getting over the fact the mootart was gna b4u and then u commented GIRL WAIT!!! 🙁⁉️
OHHHHWEGHWSGHSUSQHSK HES SO PERFECT OH MY GOD IM GONNA CRY?1!1&2@ the air in my lungs just ??? got sucked out????? i just did a double take THE Y ON HIS PANTS??? HIS YUMMY OUTFIT??? THOSE COOL ASS BOOTS??????? under armour suits him SO MUCH he would def have a closet full of it and his belt accessories…. i am going insane saku r u trying to kill me I AM IN LOVE !!!!! he would so totally wear that too grrrrr microwaving him in my brain right now as we speak UR ART IS A BLESSING TO MY EYES AND THIS SOLAR SYSTEM I LOVE LOVE LOVE UR KATSUKI SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO MUCH IM EATING HIM and is that new jeans sza sabrina carpenter AND COCHISE HELLO? dare i say katsuki would listen to them all as a guilty pleasure when he’s not blasting metal? he’d roll his eyes at hearing someone listening to espresso or super shy thru their earbuds while discreetly muttering the lyrics under his breath. ur brain is so brilliant and big and music taste is just. chefs kiss. i adore you. brb gonna start crying again hol on
i am not normal about this and will be obsessed for like. the next century. THANK YOU SAKU LOVE THANK U THANK U THANK U ILY MWA <33333
also hehehehehe u could say i was chasing that feeling that u were cooking >:)))) i got my saku-dar ON ‼️‼️‼️‼️
EEEEEK STOPPPP HEHAHS THENK YOUU MY LOVE SAYS YOU!!!!!!! i love u sm pls UR SO PRECIOUS petition to start a saku fanclub !!!!!! 🤍
thinking abt u during church 💕
AWWWWW STOPPPP he’s so perfect omg 😭😭 thank u for my after dinner snack saku i’m gonna eat him
i am actually sick to my stomach i miss u sm its been 2 days ive been thinking abt u at school thinking abt u while i do my math hw WHERE ARE YOU MY GLORIOUS QUEEN YINYIN
HI SAKU WAKU OMG I MISSED YOU TOOOO !!!!! NOT WHILE UR DOING UR MATH HW AHAHAH free my pookie 😞✊ i’ve been busy w packing and buying stuff for uni ugh >< also went to a concert to see pierce the veil and blink 182 with a friend hehe it was sm fun seeing them live they were so good!!
—shoto todoroki ; stars around my scars
a/n: [fem!reader] can u tell i like another universe aus CAN U TELL?!!!?! but its ok im behind bars anyway what else can i do😢😢 truckloads of love to @miyamoratsumuu and @katsukistofu for supporting me uueue 🥹🩷
fuchsias !
todoroki shoto who is so gentle with you.
he loves you so, so so much but doesn’t say it— but he says it in his pursed lips and gentle tone, the way he grazes his knuckles over the apple of your cheekbone, the way he holds your face like the world in his hands, and the way he only uses his warm hand to position your jaw to fit his lips better; so, its just enough.
he’ll always be a sleepy boy in my eyes :(( always finding his head nudging your shoulder on the metro home and loves to be held when your cozied up in the sheets. he loves to be able to feel your hands soothe along his bare scarred back, he loves to he able to feel the other hand tangle through his hair effortlessly, and most importantly he loves the way your plush lips press against the crown of his hair.
he smiles so gently around you (as if it was ever?? rough??) and everyone always finds him staring. kaminari was the one who pointed it out. starer. though, his gaze is very endearing, his two-toned eyes always somehow finding their way to you. no matter how big the crowd is, he’ll always manage to find you (even in every other universe)
bonus hehe!!! stares at your lips as a plead for a kiss, always a little pout when you don’t exactly get the memo 🥹
they’re the same two-toned eyes that notice your slightest mood changes. the same pair of eyes that instantly snap towards you when your favourite restaurant appears nearby, the same pair of eyes that follow the way your eyebrows stitch, nose twitch, eyelashes flutter or eyes water. the same pair of eyes that’ll look at you with nothing else but pure love because theres no other words to even fathom the love in them (let alone his heart).
please kiss his scar i beg of you 🙁 it stings a little when he thinks about it, but it all flies out the window once your lips meet the corners. or when your hands trace around it, and fingertips closing his eyelids shut. it lulls him to sleep immediately, absolutely NAWT helping with the sleepy boy allegations (·•᷄∩•᷅ )!!
holds your face gently. and your hand. and your heart. and you. did i mention he’s really gentle? he gets all soft and chest gets all tingly at the thought of the entire universe at the end of his fingertips. he gets all quietly giddy when you place your hands ontop of the one one that was already on your cheek, and move your head so you press a peck to his palm.
wraps his scarfs around you. zips up your jacket for you. buttons your cardigans. rests his warm hand on your stomach under your shirt, rests his cold hand on your forehead to check if you’re sick. wipes his thumb over your tear-stained eyes. kisses your tears away.
congratulations on 400 loml u SAUURRR deserve it hehe!!! i feel so honoured being moots w u!!!!!!!! ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)
missing u lots as always, hopefully school is treating u well!!!!!
EEEEK thank you so much my love omg!!! throughout heaven and earth i alone am the honored one to be moots with YOU lol ! <( >ᴖ<)> the creetur on the strawb…. saur cute literally u
missing you more, and thank you it is, sweetness ! hope you’re doing okay too and that august is treating you well :) ♡
looks around….alright saku…. where did u put the cameras…… how are these all so relatable omg heavy on the brushing ur hair roughly and getting easily overstimulated ! he’s such an acts of service boyfie sob whskwhsk IM SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUSTING ( >▯<) please please please for my next bday all i want is saku’s shoto ♡
(BHNA) CAN MACHINES FALL IN LOVE?
𝜗𝜚 SHOTO TODOROKI: 𝓐LSTROEMERIA.
a/n: [fem!reader] thank you so much for all the support on pt 1!!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ hopefully we like the new layout huhu
shoto is for the girls who brush their hair really rough. shoto who gently works his way down the strands, through every knot and tangle till the brush comes off the ends. he uses a wooden brush, because he knows plastic ones are hard on your head. he doesn’t rush, combing through every damp section as you melt into his touch, especially from the warm shower to his warm hands. only for him to tangle his fingers through your scalp again as your face is snuggled against his chest later that night, or braid your hair the following afternoon, vividly trying to visualise the way his mother taught him while she was in the hospital on his rare days off, and by his sister who would braid baby shoto’s hair as he slept (''-ࡇ-)💤
one time as a kid he had overheard his sister, fuyumi, humming a lullaby before bed. sho' as kid walks in on her brushing her hair for what seems to be a while and asks what she's been doing. when little fuyumi said she has to brush her hair 100 times before bed to become a princess, little shoto has never let go and does it with you almost every night 🥹💗
along the lines of warm showers, he loves when you come out of the bathroom not for the imagery, but for the aromatic fragrance that radiates off your body as you dry your hair (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ. when he politely and cluelessly asks if he can dry it, he is so gentle with rubbing the strands between the small towel. sometimes he gets distracted when he smells the shampoo and conditioner. he’ll say, “you smell nice” with a monotone expression, yet so many thoughts behind his crystal turquoise and steel eyes (that he just expects you to know). he loves fruity and flowery scents because they remind him of his mother (·•᷄∩•᷅ ).
shoto is for the girls that get overwhelmed or overstimulated easily. has never been a fan of pda, but there's something about the way he places his hand on top of your knee when he notices the bouncing becomes a lot faster and rougher, the way he squeezes back a bit tighter when you squeeze his palm as a plead to go home, the way that he looks at you so endearingly unknowingly when you fiddle with the hem of his shirt, or the way he lets you fidget with the silver metal on his ring finger.
when he’s out or visiting another place, he always sends you the most adorable letters. there's a wax seal, a stamp and your name in his neat cursive handwriting just the way you like it. your favourite colours, the cologne you said you like on him once suddenly became half empty because he sprayed on every letter. sometimes you’ll get a dried flower stuck with it, or a small packet of your favourite snack on the front!! sometimes he attempts to decorate the letters with stickers, but then ends up only using two, afraid of wasting it HAHA ♡
gets quietly clingy. or lowkey just in general, is always craving your touch ( ≧ᗜ≦)! will never say it though, he expects you to be able to read his telepathic thoughts that he sends through his softened eyes and dimple pout. he likes being held; he likes the way he feels like putty in your arms. his favourite is when his face is buried in the crook of your neck, listening to your hands soothe under his shirt on his bare back. he likes the way his breath hitches before slowly exhaling when he can smell the flowery scent of your dried-damp hair on your nape. a little spoon i fear your honour
loves the way necklaces look on you!! especially the dainty simple ones. doesn't mind using his dad's black card on you LMAO 😭. you defo have a collection of them all prettily displayed on a little necklace stand each on a hook, and they all have little stories behind them (some of them are just ones he bought on a whim too hehe). one has his initial, he's matching with your initial (obviously), which is one that you both wear on special occasions. one has a butterfly because he said it reminded him of your beauty, you usually wear that on dates. the ones with rhinestones or your birthstone are the ones he purchases when he's away from you and you wear them interchangeably. he loves the silver ones btw!! idk there's just something that happens to his heart whenever he sees the charm dangling off your neck when you reach over to him, or the way the chain bumps along your collarbone ♡
he reminds you of cotton candy skies, especially the ones in blue and pink hehe.. he looks at the text and sky you sent him, and he stares at the screen thinking to himself: can machines fall in love?
im sick rn and seeing the aizawa fic everytime i scroll thru dash makes my day ☹️🩷
awww omg !!! so overjoyed to hear that it does and nooo my poor pookie feel better soon saku ! remember to drink ur fluids sweetie and get lots of rest ☹️🫶🤍
HAHAHA im sure ur hair is very yummy >.< SUN AND MOON ANALOGIES!! i love them sooo bad they are my guiltless pleasure and omg yesss i love bea’s new album! that is the cutest compliment ever thank you so much ahhhhhhhh ur so right they really do suit it perfectly, even the melody lol!! very much the vibe, guess i was subconsciously writing to match it ;)
claire de lune
contents ౨ৎ ⋆ k. bakugo x fem reader. 1.8k words — domestic fluff. slightly suggestive. ⭑ there’s nothing you and katsuki wouldn’t do for your baby girl, and that includes getting the moon.
“Mommy! Mommy!”
“Yes angel?”
“I want that thing down!” Your daughter points above you with her tiny finger. The faint chirping of crickets can be heard in the distance, and tall, silken blades of grass tickle the both of your cheeks as you gaze upward at the vast periwinkle sky.
A sweet smile spreads across your lips. “You want me to get the moon down?”
“Yeah!”
“Aw sweetheart, I’d get it for you but mommy can’t reach that high. Daddy probably can though.”
She pouts at this, and turns away from you to poke her dad who is on the brink of falling asleep again on the other side of her.
“Dada!”
Katsuki’s eyes flutter open and he groggily faces her, head resting on his folded arms behind him. You bite back a laugh at the crumbs still decorating his cheeks. Sumi was trying to balance Cheeto puffs on his nose earlier before his nap. “What ‘sup bubba?”
She points at the moon again. “Get it down.”
“That?” Your husband covers his mouth to yawn, glancing up at the darkening sky. Sumi nods excitedly. “M’kay. Was thinking about it when you and mommy started lookin’ anyway.” He says it so casually, like getting the moon for her was a feat as simple as buying a carton of strawberries at the store.
“Yay!” Sumi cheers, and he chuckles when she struggles to slip her hand under his arm on the ground to hug it. Katsuki rolls over and she giggles, now sandwiched between the both of you as you hug her.
“Sumi, how about you wait inside while Daddy gets it for you?” You suggest. It was starting to get late.
“Nooo,” Sumi whines. “Wanna stay here and watch.”
“You can have the last cookie in the kitchen’s jar.”
Sumi’s eyes brighten. “The bear one that looks like dada!”
“That’s right, sweetheart. The one with his grump grump face.”
“Who’re you calling a grump grump.” Katsuki scowls, secretly reaching over Sumi to give an affectionate pinch to the softness of your hip and you squeal.
“Sumi, Daddy’s being mean to mommy!”
Sumi’s face matches Katsuki’s expression from before. “Stop that dada!”
Katsuki slyly grins and withdraws his hand, masking his face into an expression that is the definition of innocence. With amusement, you note the little huff of pride he makes seeing Sumi’s tiny scowl, perfectly identical to his. “Mommy started it.”
She blows a raspberry at him and wriggles out of his grasp, then gives the both of you pats on the head like you’re misbehaving puppies before she runs off back into the house.
“You two play nice!” Sumi waggles her finger with as much sternness as a three year old can muster before shutting the door.
Katsuki meets your eyes with his and the both of you laugh on the grass, clutching each other.
“I wonder who she takes after more,” you muse between giggles.
“Definitely you.” Katsuki rolls his eyes, bringing you closer to him with his arms snug around your waist.
“Whaaat? No way, I was totally going to say you.” You grin cheekily, eyes going almost comically wide when he kisses you hard on the mouth in response.
“Shut up.”
“Kiss me again and I will,” you murmur dazedly and he chuckles, muttering something under his breath about you being insatiable despite leaning in to give you another one.
With how close he is, everything is soft eyelashes, the dull thudding of his heart beat synchronizing with yours as his firm chest presses against you, and the warmth radiating from his smooth skin, slowly seeping into your body.
Each movement of your lips brushes his mouth more and more against yours and even after almost a decade of being together, the feeling still makes your brain go fuzzy. All your thoughts melt away. It’s just you and him.
“Kats,” you breathe in warning. His fingers have somehow found their way under your sundress and they’re mindlessly tracing nonsensical shapes into the small of your back, his other arm still tightly wrapped you in his warm embrace. “I really, really need to go iron your suit for tomorrow. Plus, aren’t you supposed to be catching the moon right now, mister?”
“Just ten more minutes,” Katsuki murmurs against your collarbone and you shiver. His voice is still husky with sleep. “And I already caught the thing.”
“Really? Proof or you’re lying.” You raise a brow skeptically, and you should’ve known better than to doubt him when he actually reaches behind him, the wedding ring that he never takes off even to wear his hero costume glinting in the moonlight, to lift up a neatly wrapped up box with a little baby pink ribbon on it.
Your mouth drops open in surprise. “Where the hell did you get that?”
Katsuki grins proudly. “Found it after patrol last week with Eijiro.”
“It being…?”
“The moon.” He sets the box down in front of you. “It’s a night light, ‘cause I know Mimi’s scared of the dark.”
“Aww Katsuki,” you coo, reaching out to caress his cheek. “That’s so cute.”
He blushes at the pure look of adoration in your eyes, and you can’t help but smile when he hides his face in your hair. “S’nothin’. Just getting the best for our little girl.”
Your husband grumbles when you let out that perfect, angelic giggle of yours and rest your hand on his head in response. He was so adorable.
The way he’s acting is so similar to how you did at the beginning of your relationship all those years ago in high school, but it seems that as the both of you got older the tables turned and he was the clingier one now, much to the amusement of your classmates and the press when they managed to get ahold of you.
Katsuki lets out a low, content hum as you run your fingers through his soft hair. The both of you lay there, basking in each other’s touch and comfortable silence.
“Couldn’t keep my eyes off of you when you were sunbathing on the beach this morning.”
Your cheeks are warm. “Really?”
“Uh-huh.” Katsuki smirks at your expression. “Sumi kept smacking me with her damn shovel when we were making sand castles. Stop staring at mommy, it's rude!” He says, mimicking your daughter’s scolding tone.
You laugh at his Sumi impression. “My girl was trying to teach you some manners!”
“Damn straight.” He grins against your neck, and your cheeks grow hot at the way his teeth lightly graze over your skin. “That’s why I said she’s more like you, mommy.”
Your stomach flips against your will and your cheeks burn as you smack his well-muscled chest. “Don’t call me that!”
“Hah? Am I hearing my wife being embarrassed right now, after everything we’ve done? After what we made together?” Katsuki teases. “When you’re talking to Sumi you call me dadd—“
“What’s taking you so long!” Speaking of the little devil, Sumi’s impatient voice floats down to the garden through the open window of her room upstairs. “I want my moon and bedtime story now!”
“We’re on our way, Sumi!” You call up. Katsuki reluctantly lets you pull away from his arms, and the both of you stand up to dust yourselves off. He groans as he cracks his back next to you.
“Don’t think we’re nursing home age just yet,” you say jokingly. Katsuki snorts and pinches your cheek for the jibe.
“You’re lucky I’ll still think you’re cute when you’re in grandma diapers.”
“Wha—Hey!” You trail after him into the house. Damn his fast pace and his longer legs. He’s already up the stairs, the present box in his hand.
You reach the top of the stairs and head for the familiar light pink interior of Sumi’s room but stop in the doorway to coo at the sight before you.
“Hey, squirt. Got the moon for you, just like I said I would.” Katsuki’s voice is gentle as he kneels on the floor to meet her sparkling eyes, and gently shakes the box in his hands before holding it out to her.
“Whoaaa!” Sumi eagerly takes it. “Thank you dada!”
She raises her head and spots you leaning against the frame of her door. “Mommy look!”
“I’m looking, Mimi.”
“You and dada watch me open it.”
“Okay, go ahead we’re watching.” Katsuki and you smile softly as she unwraps the present with care and she gasps, tiny hands taking the globe-shaped, moon night light out. It was decorated with realistic looking craters, and even came with a wooden stand to put it on.
“So cute.” Her eyes are as wide as dinner plates. “So pretty.” Then she tilts her head in the direction of her open curtains.
“Why’s she still up there though?” Sumi asks curiously, and Katsuki chuckles. Of course his kid is way too smart to be tricked by something like a night light.
“Well we can’t actually take the moon away, sweetie. She has her stars to take care of.”
“Oh.” Sumi frowns, deep in thought, then perks up. “Mr. Sun would miss her too!”
“Mhm, that’s right.” You ruffle her hair playfully and she squeals. “That’d be like someone taking me away from you and daddy.”
“No!” Sumi pouts. “Don’t like that. Wanna stay with you and dada forever.”
“And you will, Sumi.” Katsuki pats her little head with his much larger hand in reassurance. “Mommy and I are going to be with you forever. Right mommy?”
You sigh, realizing he’s got you trapped. “That’s right… daddy,” you grit out, ignoring the victorious grin spreading across his lips and heading for Sumi’s spot on the bed, taking a seat next to her. She leans against your arm, and you press a loving kiss to the top of her head.
Sumi holds the night light out to Katsuki, who gently sets it down on her nightstand and plugs it in. It casts a soft, white glow, just like real moonlight on his face, and Sumi and you ooh and awe and it in appreciation.
“Can I have my bedtime story now?” Sumi pipes up.
“Sure, think it’s mommy’s turn to read.” Katsuki joins the both of you in bed, sliding an arm behind you. “What book were you thinking of tonight?”
“Le Peewee Prince!”
You giggle. “Le Petit Prince?”
“Yeah, that one!”
“Okay then. Come here and lay down, sweetheart.” You take the bookmark out from where you left off last time, the moon night light beside you illuminating the pages as you begin to read.
“Goodbye, said the fox.” You recite in a quiet, dulcet voice. Katsuki’s arm around your waist hugs you and Sumi closer, who snuggles up between you both, blanket tucked snug under her chin. “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye…”