❝ mothers don't love their children the same. ❝
➪ Y/N, a female who belonged to the
most secretive mafia there was. Todoroki, a male who was Endeavors product child. The two of them forced into a a quirk marriage.
' ☁︎✈︎ . . ✍︎
started; in nov, 202...
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BIRTHING ADDICTS
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✨ name- phone numbers ✨
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--TODOROKI WAS LAYING ON HIS BED WHEN HIS FATHER BUSTED THROUGH THE ROOM OF HIS.
Todoroki's eyes searched his father as he layed with his back against the bed. He twirled the glass container between his fingers. "What?"
"Shoto.."
"What? What happened?" He asked again.
"I'm just gl- Your fine."
"Wha-?"
His father then, rushed out his bedroom and down the hall, his loud steps echoing.
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Y/N rolled around in her blankets, bundled in a cap on as she listened to her sad lo-fi playlist. She stared up at her ceiling and wondered how the hecker-doodle was she going to freaking do in the thingy coming up.
She reached out her scared hand and stared at it. "Why does it have to be so weird lookin?"
She sniffed and started to cry again.
Yep, Y/N kuroo had an amazing night.
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Momo finished applying the clear nail polish on her delicate nails.
"Momo?"
"Yes, Uraraka?" She closed the nail polish and looked in the light, "Let's not talk about boys."
"Hagekure said she wanted to tell us something." Uraraka touched bother her pointer fingers repeatedly, "and i think it's about boys."
