these are just some Todoroki one-shots since his character brings me comfort <3
includes :angst,fluff,ships or basically any catagory.
btw I don't own any art that will be used.
also this is my first ever book so idek if it's gonna be good but h...
(this whole chapter got deleted and my heart hurts so bad- but I'm rewriting it so it might not be as good but still trying.ok apparently my chapter came back like a ghost😃 and I rewrote this for nothing- but if you want go ahead and read it and see the difference between them 🥲)
Skies were always something that calmed shoto down. He usually never got out much unless it was nessacary. He was either too busy to look at the beautiful sight above him or he just generally didn't go out often.
He remembers the first time he noticed the beautiful sky. It was when he was training to keep his temperatures in check after using one of his quirks too much or overusing his quirk too much.he was slightly tired so he decided he would stop for a while and just lay down. He took a deep breath in. The cold air hitting his empty throat, the feeling being slightly refreshing. He lays down and closes his eyes, relieved his eyes got the small rest they needed. He opens his eyes and stares at the beautiful bluish sky mixed with a hint of light purple. It was somewhere between the afternoon and evening. The sky was more on the dim side yet it still had a bit of the semi day sky. The sun being covered by the clouds making the wheather rather enjoyable.The view was rather breathtaking. It was astonishing how something so simple could hold such deep meaning and beauty, yet something detailed and worked up could turn out to be too much and end up disastrous. His body decided to finally relax, his muscles suddenly not being so tense,as his body loosens up Abit.
He wonders if each sky tells a story. Trying to reach out and share how it feels through it's image.he wonders if the clouds have emotions, meanings,stories, feelings? did it rain only because the clouds finally let it out? Or did the clouds want to hide someone's tears with their own? He guesses that's why floods happen. You can't lock away all your feelings then not expect to break. Maybe when it randomly rains it's just the sky having a tough day and having an outburst. He knows what it's like to not have your feelings in control. Maybe he'd look at the random rain in a all new way. Anyways, If this was the case-- then he could say he related to the sky today. He thinks the sun shines too much sometimes. It's too bright sometimes. The clouds are protecting him today,but...he was a cloud all alone. And in his life there were definitely more then just one sun. He thinks it's a waste of energy to always be the sunshine of the sky. He was a single cloud trying to protect the others properly but failing to handle the light within him itself. The suns were outshining him. It was exhausting.
...the sun is a star yet the clouds were too far, but he was a boy and just seen as a toy.
Yeah no, he's definitely not going into the poems and words thing just cause he's bored.that was weird. If he ever were to write a book, he would probably be the only one who would be able to understand it.
He knew there were too many beautiful words out there, he could make a life changing sentence.a word holds alot of power. He could probably save a life if he found the right words. But he needed to find himself first. Everything was all too easy yet all too complicated, which made it even more complicated and confusing...but it gave him curiosity and new hope to continue on.like a fresh start he never really needed. He didn't have the energy to live his life all over again, he kind of just wanted to get this over with.
He also knew he could turn the most beautiful words into the most ugliest sentences. Just like his mind does. He knows he would so he would rather just stay quiet.
He doesn't want to think about it, it's a waste of time to think of something that's unlikely to happen.
He opens his eyes and stares at the sky. what?it's night time already? He sighs a deep frustrated sigh. It was tiring and frustrating to just pass his time? He guesses his body is still adapting to the new positive trait of his to take time for himself.
He looks at the sky again.
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The clouds looked like cotton candy.and cartoons seemed to just support the thought,they made it seem as if it was all bouncy or soft like a cotton, he remembers seeing eri's favorite cartoons characters jumping from one cloud to another as if it was some fun trampoline with a soft surface. A part of him wishes he had the image of clouds like that but all he remembers is studying about how dangerous and heavy the clouds actually are after he told his father he wanted to touch the soft clouds. A proper hero can't have false hope on something like clouds according to his father. But he wasn't a hero back then. He was a 6 year old telling his father about his imagination.
The sky sure looked unreal today. He finds that he likes looking at the sky and taking a moment to himself. He definitely doesn't like the part when he opens his eyes again but atleast it gives him a hint of reality. It shows him he's not lost and it's only been a while. A new set of clouds awaits him tomorrow. But overall...he enjoys this experience.
Shouto thinks he found a new hobby.
____________________________________________ -writing this chapter and getting my old chapter back and all was SO confusing-
