#✿ theme: pro hero touya

[willowser]

*this was—apparently—in my queue on my nsfw blog, and i must have scheduled it so far out so that it wasn't taking up room in my drafts, and the day that i scheduled it came to pass and it posted on a locked blog and i didn't even know about it until now hehe

i actually get a little sad, thinking of pro hero touya !! especially in the case of knowing him before it all, when he was still eighteen and scrawny, angst-fueled, acne on his cheeks 🥺

you're the first person he's ever had like this. you're not necessarily dating, because endeavor wouldn't allow such a possibility, such a distraction, but you walk with him after school and occasionally stay for dinner, sometimes come over to study on weekends. rei let you hang around until the early hours of the morning once, lazing on the couch with all her kids, watching movies while enji was on night patrol.

there isn't much time the two of you have to yourselves, outside of school and touya's siblings, so the relationship is platonic for the most part (save for the few brave late night texts that have been exchanged, the handful of goodbye kisses you've managed to sneak on his doorstep). the furthest it ever goes is on the couch upstairs, one weeknight when his dad is gone and everyone else is meant to be asleep.

it's hard, being that age and having to settle for hands held under the table, fleeting looks across the room when the tv goes dark. it freaks him out, too, wanting something—you, in more ways than one—when he knows his main focus should be graduation, his reputation, training. his future.

but you're so—comforting, and you couldn't care less about who his dad is or who touya is supposed to be one day; you're here, always, for who he is now. for his home-pierced lip and chipping nail polish and red, embarrassed cheeks. for just touya.

and so he really goes for it in the moment he can, manages to unbutton your shirt enough to slip his hand inside it. and he's never touched someone like this before, so even though you're shy about your simple, plain bra—he really isn't paying attention to that, just the tender weight of your breast in his hand. how soft and squishy it is.

by now, you've managed to figure out the kissing thing: it had been a bit awkward before—when to move his head, where to fit his nose—and it all had to be done quick, in case anyone was coming around the corner, and he really should still be worried about that, but his head is only full of you, you, you.

especially when you unzip his slacks enough to fit your hand, his whole body stiffening when your fingers brush the material of his boxers, touching him in a way he's only done to himself. it doesn't go too far—though touya is more than preparing himself to lose his virginity on this couch—but there's such severity to the want flowing through his veins, an intensity he'd never felt before then.

of course natsuo ruins it, by shouting at the top of his lungs that touya's got his pants down, even though he totally doesn't, and—

maybe that's all he gets from you, before his future finally comes for him.

gradation and becoming a side-kick, joining endeavor's agency, adjusting to the new hero life; it becomes a lot for him, and now that enji has the chance to be more heavily involved in touya's every step—he loses you along the way. gets swept up in the tide of fame and glory and all that his dad has ever wanted for him.

but i think—no matter how many people he sleeps with, how many people come in and out of his bed as the years pass, he'll never forget how he felt on that couch during that late night. how special you felt to him. how special he felt to you.

[actuallysaiyan]

Stay With Me(Sugar Daddy!Enji Todoroki x Fem!Sugar Baby!Reader)

warnings: smut, angst, swearing, heart break, sugar daddy and sugar baby relationship, post time skip in MHA, Enji has a prosthetic arm, Enji and Rei are divorced, Touya lives!, power dynamics, unprotected sex, kissing, slight dark themes, abandonment,

word count: 3.2k

pairings: Sugar Daddy!Enji Todoroki x Fem!Sugar Baby!Reader

summary: Enji gets the idea to hire a sugar baby, and while he thinks it's a good idea, he didn't think he'd develop feelings for her. instead of trying to work through these new feelings, he pushes her away.

a/n: for my little fic trade with @cherryblossombankai!! I hope you'll enjoy this mess!

dividers: @adornedwithlight

taglist: @thissaintjessi.  @cherryblossombankai , @thestarsystemsworld @pixelcafe-network

It had been his oldest son’s idea. They were all a little worried about him; his children thought about how this would affect his psyche. Rei had been right to leave. It wasn’t about the war, the fighting or even anything else. It was about her own feelings and her own want to pursue something different in life.

This left Enji with a lot of alone time. He enjoyed it at first. He finally felt like he could work on atoning for the hurt and the sins. He could self-reflect and think about how he was going to become a better father, a better hero, a better friend. Of course, he wasn’t doing the pro hero work anymore, but he was wondering how he could use his old image as a way to help out with charities.

And of course, since Touya had recovered from their last encounter, he’s been helping Touya become a member of society. It had been tough at first, considering how much damage he had done to his first born. But slowly, they were able to make amends and even attend therapy together. Touya felt like he could actually be a part of this world and Enji felt like he would be able to help his son through these tough times.

So when Touya came up to him one afternoon with his bright idea, Enji was very curious. Though, he had to admit that he wasn’t expecting it to be this.

“You should find someone to keep you company,” Touya says between bites of his dinner.

“That’s why you live with me, son.” Enji concludes.

Touya laughs, “Nah dad…you need to get laid. Come on, I know you do. It’s the only thing missing in your miserable life.”

This last comment causes Enji to spit out his drink. Did he hear that correctly? It had certainly been some time since he last had sex, but it wasn’t the first thing on his mind. Enji sighs softly before wiping his mouth off with a napkin.

“I don’t think that’s any of your concern.” He finally says to Touya.

Touya shrugs. “Look, all I’m sayin’ is that you could find yourself a little honey. I know of this app that connects you with—”

“I’m not going to fucking download some stupid dating app!”

And with that, dinner was over. Touya had pushed his buttons a bit too much and Enji went to bed miserable that night. He was lonely. He was tired of his bed feeling so damn cold. It was sad and pathetic. Here he was, nearing his mid-fifties and he had nobody to share this life with other than his oldest son who would one day leave the nest.

So the next day, he asked Touya for the app. Touya didn’t say anything more than give him tips on how to set up the profile.

Enji met with a number of young women. It was for a sugar baby, which he didn’t realize at first. But it suited him just fine. All he had to do was give the girl a little spending money and she’d go out on dates with him and fuck him. Truly it was the perfect solution to his loneliness. 

A lot of the young women were thrilled to be matched with former pro hero Endeavor. Some of them were disgusted. Then there were some who were just in it for the money. Still, he craved a little connection. Something to let him know he still meant something to someone.

When he met you, he found you so alluring. You were young, sweet and definitely beautiful. You made him laugh, which was a first during all these stupid dates. And he made you laugh, which made his stomach flip every time he heard it. Despite this, things were a bit more rocky than you had anticipated the first few times you two got together.

There were some ground rules you had to follow. After your initial date to get to know one another, Enji laid down the law with you.

“I don’t want you seeing anyone else. Mostly due to a safety thing…” he didn’t want to admit that he’d get jealous if you were to see someone else while seeing him. “If I call you or text you, I expect you to come to me as soon as possible.”

You nodded your head, surprised to hear him be this firm and disciplinary with you after such a fun first date together.

“This is the allotted allowance for now.” He slides over a folded piece of paper. “There are certain things I expect of you, but we don’t have to do the relationship thing.”

This surprised you in some ways. But who were you to judge him? You had initially joined to help pay your college debt. Still, you wanted some sort of companionship. Enji lists off the expectations to you: to keep him satisfied, to join him during special events and hero galas, to go on dates with him from time to time.

“Any money I send to you, I want you to use portions of it to buy yourself cute outfits.” He finally concludes the meeting. He hands you a wad of cash without looking back at you. 

You’re beginning to wonder what you got yourself into.

It starts off fairly easy. He asks you to come over a few times, but it only leads to kissing. He doesn’t even really look you in the eyes. It just seems too intimate for him, and he can’t handle the way you look at him. No, he fucking hates the way you look at him like he’s actually worth something. He fucking hates that you treat him like an actual human and not this disgraced man.

You get to know Touya fairly well, which doesn’t surprise you. He’s around your age, which does make things a little weird. But neither him nor Enji make it awkward for you. Touya knows you’re there to help his father transition into a different part of his life.

The first time Enji invites you out on a real date, you feel nervous about it. It’s the first time since your first meeting that you two will be going out. You’re not surprised to find a delivery person at your door an hour later with a huge bouquet of roses and a beautiful dress just for you. The card is signed by Enji.

He charms you in so many ways. He makes you question every single thing. He’s such an enigma, and you know he’s worth cracking the code. Deep down inside, you knew you were starting to fall for the traumatized man.

After the date, he invites you back to his place. And he’s rough with you. He kisses you like he’s never kissed someone in his life. It’s teeth clashing and tongues wrestling for dominance. He bends you over the side of the couch, lifting up the skirt of the dress he bought for you.

“You’ve been a good girl so far,” he growls in your ear as he pumps one of his fingers into you. You gasp at the sudden stretch. “Why don’t you let me show you how a real man makes love?”

The words that you were about to say get stuck in your throat as Enji curls his fingers deep inside of you. Your knees buckle and you’re very happy that he has you bent over the couch because you weren’t going to be able to stand up on your own two feet. You gasp once again when the big man kneels down behind you and begins lapping at your went cunt like it’s his last meal.

You’ve never had anyone push you to the edge quite like Enji does. And when you’re barely recovered from that earth shattering orgasm, he’s pushing into you from behind. It’s a rough pace to begin with, but it slowly gets more passionate. He pulls you to be flush against his chest, pressing kisses to your neck and shoulders.

“So beautiful…” he grunts in your ear. “So fucking perfect.”

He makes you cum a few more times before finishing on your ass and back. He doesn’t look you in the eyes when he throws the washcloth in your hands. Then he hands you his credit card, leaving you to get dressed and out of the house all by yourself.

The weeks that follow are even lonelier than before you met Enji. He only sends you money. He doesn’t ask for you to come see him anymore. It’s almost like he’s ashamed of himself and ashamed of what transpired between you two. It breaks your heart to think of him all alone in his bed,

You try to continue on with your life, but you have become quite attached to the older man. You remember the way you made each other laugh during that first meeting. You had butterflies in your tummy every time you thought about that. You know that deep down, Enji Todoroki is quite the charming man who is very much worthy of love.

Still, the days go by and you barely hear from him. You wonder if maybe the arrangement has been called off. You try to reach him, but you get no answer. The money comes in dribs and drabs, but nothing concrete. You finally gain the courage to message Touya.

The news that comes from Touya isn’t surprising, but it does break your heart. Apparently since that night, Enji has been locking himself in his room most days and not coming out. He’s been hiding from the world. The oldest Todoroki son doesn’t know what to make of it, but he has a sneaking suspicion it has to do with you.

“Look, can you just come over and talk to him? He’s just not doing well.”

How could you deny this? You get ready to head out to their place. You don’t know what to expect when you get there, but you’re hoping you can help out. Touya opens the door and he leads you to his father’s bedroom.

Quietly you knock. Your heart is in your throat. The door swings open and there stands the man you’ve developed feelings for. He looks worse for wear. His eyes narrow when he sees you. You’ve never seen him this disheveled before. He’s not even wearing his prosthetic arm.

“What the hell are you doing here? Didn’t you get the message?!” He snaps angrily. “I don’t want you around anymore!”

“B-but you never said that to me! You just stopped talking to me. Dropped me like I was yesterday’s news.”

He scoffs, “Quit the dramatics! You knew what this was. You know what you are to me.”

This breaks your heart. He might as well have hit you. It’s what it feels like. Despite knowing what this started as, you had hopes that maybe it would turn into something more. Maybe you and Enji would fall in love, but it’s not the way it’s going at all. It’s turning into a complete nightmare.

You sniffle and try to hide your tears. “If that’s how you feel, then I’ll stop bothering you.”

You leave the house, your heart heavy. It’s not the outcome you wanted, but it’s the outcome that happened. Maybe sometime down the line, you and Enji could fall in love and be happy. Or maybe you’d stay apart and move on with your lives.

Slowly, despite your broken heart, you move on. You find other things in your life. You meet new people. You get away from the sugar baby scene and you begin to see things from a different perspective. You missed Enji, yes, but things were different now. You were a different woman.

It was months later when you caught a glimpse of him. You two just happened to be at the same grocery store. He looks better than the last time you saw him. There’s something inside of you that desperately wants to go talk to him, but you know it’ll probably only cause trouble. So you let it slide, hiding your pain by leaving the store before he even spots you.

This begins to happen a bit more. You see Enji while you’re out and about. He seems happier than the last time you saw him. You wonder if maybe he’s seeing someone new. Someone who could treat him well and love him in the way he deserved. As much as you wish for that person to be you, you think you’ve missed your chance. You should have been more attentive to his needs.

Eventually, you accidentally bump into him. Your heart races in your chest when your body hits into the mass of muscles. His eyes widen and he smiles softly. There’s a pink tinge on his cheeks. It’s been almost a whole year since the last time you two talked.

“H-hi…” you offer shyly.

He smiles again. “Hi, how are you?”

This causes the two of you to begin gravitating towards one another. You two stand in the aisle at the grocery store and talk to one another like you were two old friends and not a sugar baby and her former sugar daddy. It tugged at your heartstrings like nothing else could. You were wondering if you could ever get over Enji Todoroki.

“Hey, want to go for coffee sometime?” He says, reaching over to gently brush some hair from your face.

You nod your head. “Yeah! I’d love that.”

A week from that day, you stand in front of one of your favorite cafes waiting for Enji. He arrives soon after, a bouquet of roses in his hands. Your eyes widen when you look at him. He seems almost completely different from the sad man you used to know. He kisses your cheek softly, handing you the bouquet.

Coffee goes well. You’re really surprised by how soft and sweet this man is. When you were his sugar baby, things didn’t go quite the way you wanted. It was always a little more awkward than you had anticipated. But now it felt like you two were getting along in a totally different way.

When he drops you off later on, you two make plans to see each other again. But when the day comes, he completely stands you up. You feel broken hearted. How could he do this to you again? How could he reach into your chest and rip your heart out again when you thought this could be different for you two?

You weren’t going to let him off easy. You make your way to his house by taxi. You’re fuming as you think of all the things you’re going to tell him. As you try to keep a levelhead, you know you’re going to explode.

Touya is the one who lets you in. He’s surprised to see you. He has a million and one questions, but he knows he can wait to ask you. This isn’t what’s important now. Based on the look on your face and how you stormed past him to get to Enji’s room, there is something else going on.

And you begin to slam your fist on Enji’s bedroom door. When he opens it, he’s shocked to see you. He figured you would have just forgotten about this old man. It’s what he deserves. He shouldn’t be allowed to even try to have something of a normal relationship with you.

“How dare you!? How fucking dare you, Enji Torodoki?! You keep fucking ripping my heart out of my chest.” There are tears streaming down your cheeks now.

“You shouldn’t be here!” He yells. “You’re supposed to just fucking forget about me!”

Both of you are angry. The tension is so high right now. You’re practically shaking as the words he said really hit you. You were supposed to just forget about him? How could you forget about the man who actually made you feel something instead of the steady numbness that life provides?

You push yourself against him, your chest mashing itself into his now-doughy body. He wasn’t nearly as muscular as he used to be. He looks at himself as this complete failure. He’s not meant to be loved.

“Enji Todoroki, I fucking love you. Do you understand me?! I love you!”

It’s all he needs to hear before he’s picking you up and pulling you into a heated kiss. He’s hungry as he kisses you, but it’s a little slower this time. It’s like he wants to memorize the taste and feel of you. Hurriedly, he pulls you into his bedroom and closes the door.

You’re pushed onto the bed, and you grab him by the collar of his shirt. He laughs softly when he lands on top of you, slightly crushing you. But it feels oh-so good. You never want this moment to end. You run your fingers through his hair, tugging slightly as he leans back in to kiss you. It’s all you’ve ever wanted.

“I love you too,” he pants between heated kisses. “I was so stupid to hurt you over and over again. I just couldn’t bring myself to drag you down to my level. You deserve the world.”

You shake your head. “You’re the one I want. Can’t you see that?”

He cups your face in his hands, using his thumbs to brush away your tears. Enji continues to kiss you over and over, pulling your clothes off with a needy haste. You do the same, making sure to spend extra time caressing his body. He feels old and worn out and washed up, but the way you touch him reminds him that maybe he can be loved.

Enji spends a long time kissing you all over. His tongue soothes over every little inch of your body. You can’t believe this is happening. It feels like heaven just to have him touching you in this way. When he finally has you ready to take him, you’re more than ready.

He slides into you slowly, watching your face contort into pure pleasure. Enji wants to commit this look into his mind for all eternity. Because that to him proves that he can do something right. He ruts into you deeply, but slowly. Every thrust is full of longing and love and need that neither of you could even put into words.

Your wrap your legs around him, pulling him into you even deeper. He smiles before burying his face in the crook of your neck. Enji places little love bites all over your tender flesh as he brings you to orgasm. The sounds you make just for him are what push him even further to his own peak.

“C-can I…inside?” He asks, his tone almost bashful.

You nod eagerly. “Please daddy.”

You watch as his eyes roll back and he growls. His body tenses as he begins to shoot his seed deep inside of you, and then he slowly stills. He holds onto you like you’re about to disappear.

“I love you, I always have. I was a dumb old man and made you feel like you weren’t good enough.” He finally confesses. “But I won’t ever do it anymore. No more…”

You kiss him back, smiling. “I love you too, Enji. I trust you.”

He contents himself with holding you close, running his fingers through your hair. Tomorrow, he’ll make it all up to you. He promises from this day forward, he’s going to show you that he can be a better man.

reblogs and comments always appreciated!

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[pikahlua]

Do you think you'll ever elaborate more on your thoughts on the villains' fates, maybe once things have settled down some more? I'd be interested in hearing why you think they work with their character arc/themes but I understand if you don't want to.

I'm not ready to go into detail, but I'll say this.

Because even the greatests of all time can only handle so much... ...and if we're hoping to save more folks, those saviors gotta include more than just us pros.

If this is one of the major messages the story wants to make--that heroes aren't enough to save everyone, that only when everyone starts reaching out to each other do we have a good chance at saving people in time--then the strongest way to make this case is for the heroes to fail at saving the villains (or fail to 100% save them). That's a very top-level perspective that doesn't get into the particulars about Tomura's or Himiko's or Touya's fates on the individual level, which each have their own flavor of other stuff going on.

Somewhat relatedly, I keep thinking about that interview with Crimson Riot that inspired Kirishima in his backstory.

[class1akids]

Sorry if you've answered this before but what did you think about Shouto's storyline? Would you say he is well written?

This would take a very long essay, but yes, I think Shouto is overall one of the best written characters in the manga:

Design - he has a unique, memorable design that reflects well what his character is about (his challenge to make somehow a full whole out of two broken halves)

Backstory - Shouto has one of the most complex backstories that ties him to two other important characters and the backstory itself is a reflection of the greater themes. We know more about Shouto's family than about the MC's.

Goal and motivation: Shouto's main arc is about emancipation and a search of identity. He starts the story of wanting to be not-Endeavor, who is a hero, but is the villain in Shouto's story. Shouto's path is set from birth to become a great hero, and it's difficult for Shouto to learn to want the things that Endeavor wants for him, and to understand he can do it in his way and for his own reasons.

Flaws: Shouto has relatable flaws - both big and small that are linked to his backstory. He can seem aimless, groundless, indecisive because he has little sense of self. He's blunt, and rude even sometimes, he's cold and dismissive as he's entrenched in negative emotions. Once his initial edginess is melted away, new flaws surface: he's clueless because he grew up isolated.

Strengths and weaknesses: Shouto's biggest strength and weakness is his genetically engineered perfect quirk and the brutal training regiment he was under since childhood. The early training both gives him an edge, and also a huge disadvantage in the form of PTSD, entrenched bad habits - making Shouto's challenge to be able to grow both mentally and to conquer and understand his quirk.

Journey: Shouto has one of the best quirk development arcs in the series as mastering his moves and all his upgrades are firmly tied to reconnecting with a family member or hitting a milestone in his healing. In Act 1, he reconnects with Rei and masters fire. Act 2 is about his relationship with Enji and culminates in flashfire. Act 3 is about Touya and peaks in Phosphor - Shouto's biggest move - that is a perfect culmination of the family history, journey, both good and bad and Shouto synthetizing everything and affirming himself as not-Endeavor.

Connection to the wider themes: Shouto is an anchor character. He anchors Class A to the pro hero world. And he anchors the Todoroki family plot to the main Deku - All Might (OFA/AFO) plotline as an Origin character. So Shouto's search for his identity both as hero and as a person, is also a meaningful exploration of the entire Symbol of Peace deconstruction.

Shouto is also a balance character: the theme of heroes who can save both families and strangers, ice and fire, left and right - you get it.

Network of power: Shouto is the earliest example of a big Deku save that results in a short-term loss, but then his power-up pays off in that Shouto comes and saves Iida - someone Deku couldn't have saved alone. So it's an early manifestation and validation of the theme of reaching out.

Rich and varied relationships: Shouto has well-written interactions with all of his family members, especially with Endeavor and Touya, but is also a key character in Class A. He's got a strong friendship with Deku, a dynamic relationship with Bakugou with also interesting interplays of the Todofam and BKDK plotlines, a really underappreciated, but extremely well-written friendship with Iida centered around bad vs good legacies, emotional support, and a circle of inspiration. Shouto has good, meaningful moments also with a number of other characters: Momo, Kirishima, Sero, Inasa, Tetsu just to mention a few.

These all add to a pretty deep and rich character who feels very human and empathic with a rich storyline that's deeply embedded into the story.

[hamliet]

Do you think Horikoshi left Toya's end ambiguous for a reason?

I feel Dabi was always more worthy of a redemption arc than his father as he was more than willing to abandon his hero goals if it meant seeing them again after his coma.

Something feels missing, and I know the series is going to end soon, but it feels like something is missing.

I don't know that Hori is doing anything with any intention at the moment.

That sounds negative, but I feel pretty negatively. Even if the new characters is Tenko, and even if he heals Touya and Toga, I still feel like the manga is a thematic disaster with some distasteful and honestly... somewhat disturbing themes. Like, kinda weirdly pro-cop and pro-societal hierarchies and pro-authoritarianism. Tenko saving them wouldn't fix this, but it would at least provide closure on a character level, so I'm crossing my fingers and toes!

Technically, the above scenario is most likely based on what we have, but Hori has already kind of proven we can't rely on what's previously happened in the manga with the last hundred or so chapters, which are pretty much throwing things at walls and hoping it makes a Jackson Polluck work when it really just makes a mess.

So, I don't know. I don't disagree with you. I just don't know what Hori is doing anymore, and I kinda doubt he knows either.

[autumnmobile12]

Ambush Sim:  Touya and Hawks’ Relationship

I don’t want to call it complicated; how I write them is they’re both relatively straightforward with each other, but there is a distinct divide in how Hawks views Endeavor the hero vs how Touya views Enji his father.  That's not a part of their dynamic they can ignore, so this is the only way I can write this ship with any sense that it's a healthy one:

Hawks doesn’t know the full story and is also aware he can’t just pry it out of Touya, but he can tell with the father-son interactions that something is wrong and he has the understanding that whatever is causing Touya’s animosity is probably warranted. (He has heard the rumors other Pros share about Endeavor, has uneasily discounted them for lack of evidence and the fact none of the family members ever came forward, and has since come to the conclusion this stance may be naïvely optimistic.)  The same is true of Touya knowing Hawks has a reason to admire the hero but not knowing exactly what that reason is.  He has three main reasons for keeping silent about what his father did:

It is rooted in the years he’s already spent keeping silent in order to avoid the fallout should their family’s story go public.

It is also a matter of compassion.  He is not vindictive enough in this AU to completely ruin Hawks’ perception of his childhood hero, and this also a stance he took with his piano students.  True, there is the debate on whether or not it is honorable or even healthy to withhold that kind of information, especially when the likely response to finding that out is, ‘Wow, I wish you’d told me sooner.’  But this is the razor line everyone in this family walks in regards to their patriarch.

He's made this compromise with his sister; he figures he can do it with his partner.

So the result is Touya and Hawks have an unspoken and very temporary compromise of shelving the Endeavor issue.

They both know this is eventually going to be a discussion that can’t be avoided.

...

One thing I've noticed while writing, though, is their relationship very closely resembles these two:

And I'm pretty sure that's subconscious, but it's the personalities that match up for me.

Shinra is a more comedic character, but he's the character type you don't know to take seriously until they do something extreme and worth your undivided attention. Shinra will be joking and laughing with Celty in one scene, the next he'll be threatening a guy with a scalpel.

In the same manner, Hawks is similar. Trickster/goofball one moment, legitimately threatening the next.

Celty is also a bit of a silly character when you get down to it. In spite of being a serious and levelheaded fairy creature who's calling is to retrieve the souls of the dead and dying...she's clumsy, she misplaces things, she gets flustered, she's afraid of aliens to the point cheesy 80s sci-fi horror films scare her, and she's a terrible liar. What makes her comparable to Touya, however, is the theme of chasing something seemingly unattainable. Celty is a headless horsewoman whose head was stolen from her and she lost centuries of memories with it.

She could survive without her head, but she couldn't live without it.

And then there's Touya chasing after his father's recognition, surviving without it, and slowly learning to live without it in the Ambush Sim AU.

So in spite of the toxic elements of their relationship (and there are a few,) the way Shinra and Celty come together and balance out the bad with the good where it otherwise shouldn't happen...is adorable in all the wrong and right ways.

These two in the Ambush Sim AU are very slow-burn.

Hawks makes the slow-burn a writing requirement because of the demisexual headcanon I gave him. Putting it in the simplest terms, demisexuality is primarily needing an emotional connection first and foremost, and then there’s Touya who’s determined to keep everything emotional locked down due to past trauma. So the thought process is, 'That's a major incompatibility hurdle. Is that even gonna work?'

It's definitely one of the more challenging ship dynamics I've worked with, but after playing with the Trepha ship in the Castlevania fandom for the past couple years, I think I've got a good grasp of how to do it without it coming off as unnatural or toxic. In any case, it is an interesting ship to explore and I hope to do more with it in this AU because Touya and Hawks are very much black cat and golden retriever energy and I love that.

...

“So did you want me to cook or are you good with airport food?”

“Are you kidding me,”  Hawks laughed as he followed him.  “With how I was eating in America, I feel like I should fast for a week.  So many carbs.”

“I hear they have a good cultural variety.”

“Oh yeah, my first day there, I had barbeque pirozhki for lunch.  I don’t quite know what that is, but it was delicious.”

“I’ll find you a recipe then.”

“Really?”  He beamed at his turned back.  “You’re the best, you know that?”

“Yeah, yeah.”  Touya pulled out his phone.  “How do you spell that?

[bleach-your-panties]

💔the pathological liar - pro hero! yo shindou x fem! pro hero! gf! reader

warnings: characters aged up to 20+, lying, cheating, arguing, manipulation, gaslighting, sexual activities, non-con (reader does say no), dub-con, verbal abuse, emotional abuse, name-calling, physical struggles, physical fighting (one-sided, so assault?), reader has a smart ass mouth and is kinda toxic as well, slight!yandere!yo, toxic relationships, toxic mindsets, false imprisonment, triggering subject at the end. read at your own risk!

☠️: some dialogue/actions inspired by true events.

💔: banner images from pinterest. 

💔: banner made by me with canva. 

post themes: say my name - destiny's child

                      confessions, parts I & II - usher

                      take a bow - rihanna

                      shake it off - mariah carey

💔 3.5k words

💔read in dark mode for best experience!

🖤series 🖤touya.

—--

—--

I know you say that I am assuming things

Something's going down that's the way it seems

Shouldn't be no reason why you're acting strange

If nobody's holding you back from me

'Cause I know how you usually do

When you're saying everything to me times two

Why can't you just tell the truth?

If somebody's there, then tell me who

—--

"Baby, ain't nothing good. It's all bad."

—--

'Your call has been forwarded to an automated voice message system: 

"Shindou, Yo". Cannot come to the phone right now, please leave your message at the tone-'

Before the recording could finish, you were throwing your iPhone across your bed as you shrugged your backpack off of your shoulders.

Your boyfriend, Yo Shindou, never answered his phone when you called. Never when you called, but he'd always immediately send a text or call you back hours later, claiming that his phone was dead or that he'd misplaced it somewhere at the agency. 

Like now, for example. 

'ding'

'Sorry babe, got caught up in something last minute at the agency. Call you back when I'm home. Love you.'

You scoffed as you read over the message.

You wouldn't be getting a call back, that much you knew for certain.

With a sudden urge to be petty, you texted back:

'Something like what, Yo? Another bitch's pussy? Yeah, people at my agency are starting to talk and guess who's the topic of conversation? Just know that the label of 'cheating boyfriend' won't do your "picture perfect" image any justice. Bitch.'

After hitting send, you tossed the phone back onto your bed and that was where it would lay until you got out of the shower. 

As soon as your bathroom door closed, the phone vibrated with another text. 

'Oh, so we're doing this shit again? Bet. I'll be over in 20.'

—

After moisturizing your body and putting on some pajamas, you climbed into bed and pulled out the book that you'd been reading. Leaving your phone discarded somewhere in the covers.

It was starting to get to one of the more interesting parts when a chorus of loud, booming knocks came on your front door.

"Who in the fuck?" You threw the covers back furiously and slipped your fluffy slippers on. 

You walked out of your room and down the hallway, the beating at the door only growing more intense as you sucked your teeth.

"I'm coming, dammit!"

Pulling the door open without checking the peephole first would be your first mistake of the night.

When the messy mop of dark locks, green/yellow hero uniform, and chiseled pecs came into your view, you immediately tried to slam the door shut. Yo wasn't having any of that.

He grabbed the edge of the door, wedging half of his body inside of your apartment before he pushed it forward with force, making it slam and bounce off of the wall. 

Once his boots made contact with the carpeted floor of your apartment, you took multiple steps back, putting about two feet of distance between the two of you.

"What's wrong, baby? You don't look too happy to see me."

Scoffing harshly, you bit your bottom lip between your teeth as you glared up at him.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, huh? Beating on my goddamn door like you've lost your mind. Thought you were caught up in something? That just goes to show that all you do is fucking lie. You bitch." 

Yo just looked at you with his face scrunched up. He was clearly irritated with your antics, especially the name-calling. Kicking off his boots, he began to walk towards you. 

"Stop fucking being difficult, Y/N. You know, baby, if you missed me and wanted some dick, all you had to do was ask nicely." 

He said in that irritating, condescending tone that he always uses when talking to those that he feels are beneath him. You being one of those. Even though you're a pro-hero just like he is. 

Not believing what you were hearing, your mouth dropped open. You could feel the blood begin to rise in your ears, loud and whooshing against your skull. 

A dry chuckle then left your lips. 

"You think…that all of this is because I want some dick? Trust me, sweetie, if I just wanted some dick I could go get it from any one of your co-workers. A lot of them have been giving me the eye, you know. Especially since you're never around and I just changed up my hero uniform, so the skirt is short-" 

Yo cut you off by grabbing you by the biceps and yanking you towards him, making you stumble and throw your arms out to try to balance yourself before he then slammed you up against the wall. 

"Don't fucking play with me, Y/N. If you know what's good for you, you'll think twice about trying to entertain one of those bastards. Especially-" 

"Especially who? Bakugou? Oh, he'd be my first choice if I were to step out on you." You smirked up at him. 

He snarled. Your smirk widened as you could physically hear him grinding his teeth. 

Yo was quiet for a moment, just glaring at you as you stared right back at him with a bored look on your face. You even went as far as to yawn.

"Yeah, it's not so fun when the rabbit has the gun, huh?" 

He didn't answer, but instead pulled you off of the wall and hoisted you up over his shoulder. A big hand came up and smacked forcefully against your ass. 

"That's alright. I know how to fix you." He chortled darkly, moving away to begin walking down the hallway to your bedroom. 

"I don't want your community ass dick! Put me down, Yo!" 

He just ignored you and kicked open the door to the room. 

"Sure you don't. You always do this shit to get my attention, Y/N. Catch an attitude, start a stupid ass argument, and then I fuck it out of you. Same shit, different goddamn day, baby." 

Yo said after tossing you onto the bed, making your forgotten phone flop onto the floor. He gave it a puzzled look. 

"Oh, so that's why you seemed so surprised to see me. You didn't read my text." 

He chuckled, reaching to grab your hip to flip you over onto your stomach as if you were a pancake. 

Rough hands began to caress your feet, ankles, and legs, all the way up to your inner thighs and bottom of your ass cheeks, just under the hem of your nightdress. 

"No panties? Yeah, you were definitely planning on getting dicked down tonight, you needy little slut." 

SMACK

SMACK 

Your back arched off of the bed at the painful stinging of Yo's slaps. His hands felt heavy as lead as they connected with your soft flesh. 

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

"Where are you going? Thought you liked when I spank you, huh?"

Yo wrapped an arm around your waist to bring you back when you tried crawling up the bed to escape him.

"Stop it, Yo…hurts…" You whined. 

"It hurts, Yo, please stop." He mocked. "Stop being a fucking brat, then."

He grabbed one of your ass cheeks and squeezed hard, making you moan out involuntarily. 

"Moaning like this but you don't want my dick? I bet you're dripping fucking wet for me right now, Y/N. Dare me to check?"

You didn't respond, which prompted Yo to do as he suggested and slip two fingers underneath you between your ass cheeks to get to your slick folds.

"Damn baby, all this for me, yeah? Only me."

He growled. With his large hand, he covered your entire bare pussy and activated his Quirk.

A harsh shiver wracked through your entire body, another soft moan leaving your lips. Yo only pressed harder, moving his fingertips to graze over your clit repeatedly.

"Y-Yo…please, daddy…" You whined, making him smirk down at you. He increased the vibration of his fingers along with rubbing your clit from side to side.

"Say you're sorry for bringing up Bakugou and I might let you feel this fat dick next..." Yo rested his upper body against your back and snaked his free arm under you to hold you up off the bed just a bit.

"No..I'm…n-not sorry. I meant it. Oh fuck!" 

Yo grimaced before grabbing you and flipping you back over onto your back. 

"What did you say?" 

Your e/c eyes were wet with unshed tears as you frowned up at his handsome face. You didn't falter.

"You heard me." 

"I thought I told you that if you know what's good for you, you won't even think about that motherfucker!" He seethed.

"I obviously don't know what's good for me if I'm still fucking around with you!"

Before you knew what was happening, Yo had pinned you to the bed by your throat. Moving between your legs, he used his knees to spread them.

"Yo, stop!"

"Shut up, bitch. You'll learn to stop pissing me off one day."

His belt hit the bed as he undid it, his black pants and underwear soon following it. You tried to pull your legs up, but he surged forward, pushing his hard dick inside you with one thrust.

Head falling back against the soft mattress, you couldn't help but keen as Yo began a rough, fast pace. He gripped your calf to pull you closer and stretch you open wider for him.

"Yes, Yo…right there! I'm going to cum!" 

Yo grunted in response, trying to hold back from cumming himself.

"Yeah, baby? My fingers got you all ready to cum on my dick? Let it go then, oh shit." 

He sped up even more, making your free breasts bounce outside of your nightgown and the headboard hit the wall. It already had a small dent in it from your previous heated romps, but neither of you seemed to care very much.

It could be painted over once you moved out.

"Oh God, I…!" 

Your release splashed against Yo's pelvis and drenched the sheets beneath you.

"Ah, fuck. Yeah, made that little pussy squirt, huh? Stay still for me, baby. I'm about to nut." 

Your eyes widened. "Yo, no. You're not wearing a condom and I haven't replaced my NuvaRing yet!" 

It had been out for five days now while you waited on your doctor to send in a new prescription. 

That didn't stop him. Either he was too deep into his impending orgasm to hear you, or he was flat out ignoring you. 

"Yo!"

"SHIT! AGHH!" 

Blind fury clouded your vision while Yo's was clouded for a completely different reason altogether.

"Damn…" He breathed out, making sure to stay deep inside you until he was finished cumming.

Once you got your bearings, you sat up abruptly, making Yo stumble back onto his elbows. He sucked his teeth once he saw your angered face. 

"What's wrong, sweetheart? You don't want to have my baby?"

"Yo, we're both in our early 20's at the height of our hero careers. We're nowhere near ready for a damn baby!" 

The raven-haired man was about to respond until a soft, vibrating sound silenced the both of you.

You slowly swung your legs over the side of the bed, searching for the source of the noise.

Bending down, you surveyed the floor briefly. Your forgotten cell phone lay halfway underneath the bed.

It's not your phone going off. 

Yo could've been mistaken for a ghost; you watched his face blanch white while he patted the pockets of his discarded pants searching for the missing device.

A race against time, but you spotted it first.

With the rectangular device being tangled in your covers, Yo almost knocked you off the bed trying to get to it, but you were way faster than him. It was already in your hand.

tatas💕: my appointment is at 3pm tomorrow. are you going to be able to make it?

You scrunched your nose and swatted Yo's hand away while reading the text.

"Appointment? What is this about, and why does Tatami need you there?"

Cold e/c eyes turned to stone while you watched Yo fidget nervously. This is one of the only times you've seen him like this; the other when he asked you out for the first time.

"Y/N…do you love me?"

"What kind of question is that, Yo? If I didn't, would I still be with you?"

"Unconditionally?"

Your nose scrunched. Something isn't right…

You knew all about Tatami. Yo's ex-girlfriend from high school. He told you that he broke it off during their third year because she was becoming too clingy. You'd even met her once, when you had a joint mission with her agency.

"Yes…"

"Say you'll never leave me?"

Oh hell no. He was asking too many questions now.

"What did you do, Yo? Huh?!" 

He just hung his head. His phone vibrated again in your hand. 

----

Everything that I've been doing is all bad

I've got a chick on the side

With the crib and the ride 

I've been telling you so many lies 

Aint none good, it's all bad

And I just wanna confess, it's been going on so long 

Girl I been doing you so wrong and I want you to know that 

----

"Everytime you called my phone, I wasn't at the agency working overtime…I..I was with Tatami."

A long, loud sigh left your lips. Your free hand came up, knuckles resting against your forehead.

I don't want to look, but I know I have to…

"Y/N.." Yo warned.

new message

"Y/N, please, baby…"

tatas💕: i know the doctor said that we won't know the sex until about 20 weeks, but i can't help being so excited! we're possibly going to have a little yo running around soon! 👶🏻

Your grip on the phone tightened. 

----

If I could turn back the hands of time 

And start all over I would

Instead of everything being all bad, baby

Everything'll be all good

I know today is the day that I end all the lying and the playing and the bullshit, girl 

----

"Y/N, I'm sorr-" 

WHAM!

Your knuckles that you'd been resting against your forehead went across Yo's face at the speed of light. You punched him hard as hell in his face, making him tumble over and off the foot of the bed. The sight would've been hilarious if you weren't so fucking pissed.

"I knew I was right…." You chuckled. "I fucking knew it. You knew that she was pregnant, too. You've known for months."

Yo looked up at you with big, watery eyes full of regret. Almost like he was a different person entirely. 

One hand clutched his throbbing cheek. You'd hit him so hard that his lower lip busted. His perfect face would soon be discolored black and blue, across his forehead, nose (that was also bleeding now), and right eye.

"I'm sorry! Baby, I'm sorry!" 

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, YO! YOU'RE ONLY SORRY BECAUSE YOU GOT FUCKING CAUGHT!"  You raged. You lunged off the bed at him and started hitting him everywhere, as hard as you could. You even grabbed two handfuls of his black hair and yanked his head around.

Yo finally grabbed your arms and pinned them against your chest. You'd grown exhausted, so you just let yourself fall against his naked chest.

A bitter chuckle, then the tears, hot and angry. You couldn't hold them any longer as you looked up at Yo, staring at his swollen, beaten face.

"You're so fucking ugly when you cry. What the fuck are you crying for, huh? I'm the one that got cheated on. Lied to, played with, manipulated." 

"Not only did you fucking lie to me and cheat on me, but you fucked around and got the bitch pregnant, too. This has got to be a joke."

Yo slowly crawled up from the floor with you in his arms, blood dripping down his nose and lip, staining the carpet, then the bedsheets while you covered your face with your hands and sobbed. 

He cradled you gently and laid his head against yours, lips kissing at the temples.

"Baby, please…we can work this out. I don't love her. I love you, but I…I still want to be there for the baby…"

Your brokenhearted wails only increased in volume.

"Don't cry, baby. I promise I'll be here for you and our baby, too."

—-

Three Months Later 

Yo made good on his word to be there for you.

Shortly after his "confession", you found out that you were pregnant as well.

Tatami is currently six months along, while you're only three.

Turns out that all of this was a part of Yo's twisted plan. 

Instead of your late birth control being due to your doctor's or the pharmacy's incompetence, it was Yo who called the doctor's office pretending to be your husband and had them cancel your refill request. 

Yo then demanded suggested that you take time off from hero work while you were carrying his child, which you slightly agreed with, but still did so with reluctance.

You don't know how he did it, but you guessed being one of the top 20 heroes carried with it a lot of weight for him to be able to take off enough to make it to all of yours and Tatami's appointments.

He even moved you out of your apartment and into his. Into your own room. 

The reason that you had your own room was because Tatami ended up losing her apartment due to being out of work, so Yo moved her in as well. 

With the way that the living arrangements had been set up, you and Tatami might as well have been sister wives.

To attempt to keep things "fair" between the both of you, Yo would designate certain nights where either of you would get to sleep in the room with him. So neither of you would feel neglected by him.

His heart was in the right place, wasn't it? 

Even when you could clearly hear the whispered moans and soft creaking of the bed from Yo's room on Tatami's nights.

No matter how you tried to make yourself not hear it. 

Yo didn't want you stressing out, he claimed, so he bought you many expensive gifts and gadgets to help you get a good night's rest.

None of them worked. 

Not when the walls in that apartment were paper thin.

Many nights you cried and raged to yourself. 

Obviously all of that stress wasn't healthy for the baby.

Which leads you to today.

A pair of dark sunglasses hiding your eyes along with a long trench coat and hat to conceal the rest of your persona.

They were loud and jarring as you walked in, but your world had gone numb three months ago. Now you were trapped inside your own world as you stepped up three flat steps into a white, brick building. 

A ghost clutching a brown clipboard only made the atmosphere even gloomier before whisking you away from the judgemental eyes and into a plainly decorated room with blue walls.

She read over the papers first then handed the clipboard to you, one more questioning look being shot your way. 

You just gave a simple nod.

—-

"You have reached the voicemail box of L/n, Y/n. I can't come to the phone right now, but leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!"

BEEP.

Yo sighed heavily and put his head in his hands before standing up to walk out of your completely barren bedroom.

Before he closed the door, he whispered softly,

"Why, Y/n?" 

Your location on his phone showed him exactly where you were.

—-

Gotta make that move 

Find somebody who

Appreciates all the love I give

Boy, I gotta 

Gotta do what's best for me

Baby and that means I gotta shake you off

—--

a/n: i think this piece was a pretty strong start to the series! i'm really proud of it! stay tuned, there's plenty more bullshit to come!

*remember, if you get angry enough at your partner that you feel like wanting to put your hands on them, just walk away! 

[gece-misin-nesin]

On BNHA terrible ending, I think issue with BNHA is how much they hype Midoriya as the 'greatest hero' and talk about saving people so much that when he fails in his goal. I cannot see him as the greatest hero. He's honestly mid tier at best as far as heroic characters go.

(Spoilers for FMAB) Like, Edward Elric did a better job 'saving' Selim Bradley.

Deadpool 2 has Deadpool make more of an effort to save a kid and actually succeed unlike BNHA's so called 'number one hero'.

BNHA doesn't exist in a vacuum, other Shounens exist as does other Superhero media that touch on similar themes. Villains get saved and redeemed all the time in both. Having your protagonist who is framed as the best hero fail at a standard protagonist/superhero practice is a poor writing choice. Heroes can and do fail but not usually in arcs talking about how great they are and very rarely in the grand finale.

Honestly, I think most of the problems rise from the tonal inconsistency. The series, for the most part, acts like a happy-go-lucky, optimistic story about the main cast becoming heroes. and, as you mentioned anon, with the main character Midoriya becoming the 'greatest hero'. Therefore, when the truths about hero society are gradually revealed and the story makes us sympathize with the villains, AND there is a main trio (Midoriya, Ochako, Shoto) who want to save their villains, the audience obviously expects an ending where things change and the next generation prove they've surpassed their predecessors by saving the villains (and like, i can see a few deaths, and maybe one of them failing but that is very much NOT what happens).

Then, all of a sudden, the last arc turns to a tragedy where the villains die and none of the save trio actually save their villains? (you can argue for Touya, but come on). All the while Midoriya is supposed to be 'the greatest hero' and apparently inspired societal change by...killing Shigaraki. Which would logically give the message that the problem is pro heroes not being violent enough with villains but I digress.

Basically, it feels like we were promised something but got something completely different. If the story was supposed to be a tragedy all along with the hero kids failing to save their villains and society still mostly the same with minimal change, then it sure as hell didn't seem like it! I'm all for tragic or bad endings, but this story didn't clearly communicate that to the audience at all. Hell, I'm not even sure if the ending was INTENDED to be tragic even though it FEELS like it because of the way the narrative frames it.

Thank you for the ask!

[scarlettcryptid]

tagged by my favourite shiggy writer @scary-grace. if you want to read fics from someone who actually posts their AUs go to her blog

Rules: Make a 24hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count). Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

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[viridian-artist]

I've gotten back into My Hero Academia for the billionth time and took a moment to update/redesign my two main OCs for it!!

This is my student OC, Michael Harris. They're a genderfluid first year in class 1B at UA and dating Tenya Iida!! They have a transformation quirk known as "Owl Wings" that allows them to summon/sprout a large set of barn owl wings that they're still learning to fly with, but can use them well for combat.

Their hero name is the Archangel Hero: Icarus, and their hero costume is inspired by Catholicism and saints!!

Akako Mochizuki is my pro hero OC!! She is ranked 67 on the hero billboard chart and is known as the Wonderland Hero: Queen Axe. Her quirk is called Off with Your Head and allows her to shift her fingers into an axe! The strength and size depends on how many fingers are "sacrificed" with all ten being the maximum. Her fingers regenerate after anywhere between five seconds to almost a minute, her hands reverting to the size of a child's until the regeneration period ends.

Her aesthetic/theme is based on Alice in Wonderland, and some circus aspects are thrown in. She is dating Endeavor*!!

*Akako exists in a timeline where Enji and Rei divorced privately before the start of the series, and Touya's childhood accident scared him into trying to get his act together.

[willowser]

you find pro-hero touya naked on the sidewalk.

face down, ass up, and completely unmoving; it's a little after 5 in the morning, which is maybe why no one has found him or offered him any clothes. or finished him off.

it's nearly december, but all the ice around him has melted into a slick and dangerous sludge, and snowflakes are sizzling when they make contact with his back. skin a tender pink and baby-smooth; another reason you know he's still alive, aside from all the heat he's generating on such a frozen morning.

"hey," you nudge him lightly with the toe of your boot until he grunts and begins to stir. "i don't know how your quirk works, but laying in the cold like this can't be good for you."

some kind of nonsense noise fumbles out of his mouth as he squints up at you, frown etched so deep that it looks like it hurts. it almost feels like he's mega-wasted and is burning off a hangover, but you squat next to him and don't smell alcohol or weed or vomit or even nicotine. just ash, as the early morning wind stings the inside of your nose.

"c'mon man," you scoff when he turns his back to you, like a teenager not ready to get out of bed. "don't make me leave you out here."

pro-hero touya has tattoos everywhere — or at least in his most visible spots, with his costume. piercings, you're not so sure about; the last time you saw his face up close on a big screen, he might have had a vertical bar through his lip and several in his ears, but you vaguely remember a tabloid article about him almost getting his mouth ripped off during a high-speed chase. you know there's something though, a bunch of metal in his face and head.

this touya has nothing. none of it; born fresh right here, in the muck and the ice.

of course the first thing you think is: clone-touya.

some evil ne'er-do-well has obtained pieces of his dna and is trying to create a super weapon to destroy the city, and in a cruel twist of fate, you get to be the one that finds him. responsible, suddenly, for the could-be end of the world. least you can do is offer him your coat.

you try again at nudging him, with the side of your foot this time so as to put more weight into it, and, surprisingly, he complies rather easily, rolling completely over until he's flat on his back. exposed and bare to the elements.

"whoa," you mutter, eyes shooting up to the windows of the department store he's in front of. trying, at least, to offer him the small courtesy. "you're gonna get a public indecency charge at this point."

this is not the first time you've seen pro-hero touya's dick against your will; two years ago, some sex tape he made leaked and your co-worker was so excited to have it in her possession that it had been shoved into your face, sound and all, in the middle of your shift. there had been metal there, too, but this clone-touya is brand spanking new.

only one of his eyes is cracked open, a thin sliver of his icy blues peeking at you through a veil of snow-heavy lashes. something about him sprawled out on the concrete like a sloppy angel makes your heart squeeze, even if you don't particularly care much for him or his heroics.

"alright," you sigh, shrugging out of your coat to drape over his hips. "don't move, i guess."

it's lucky that he's half-alive right outside your job; in the following twenty minutes, you use your key to get back into the building and pick out a simple set of clothes from the men's section that you'll deduct from your paycheck later. when you come out of the back to find him again, he's at least pushed himself up into a sitting position and is coming to against the wall. in his lap, your fluffy jacket is damp and soggy and drooping and now useless.

if someone would have ever told you that one day you'd be here, helping to dress pro-hero touya like a toddler out of the bath, you — don't know what you would have said. laughed, maybe, eyebrows raised, totally lost. you feel much the same now.

a creeping unease has started at the base of your spine at his silence. finally dressed, he simply watches you, hazy, with half-lidded eyes, and you don't know what you're expecting from someone like him, but the cold shoulder is not it. it sucks that he's actually handsome because you didn't think you were the type of person to get caught up in him, but — all his features are sharp, like they've been carved by careful hands.

shorter in person, and, funny enough, that gives you the confidence to poke him in the cheek, like a brat.

"you okay in there?"

pro-hero touya doesn't retaliate to your impishness — which furthers your concern — only swallows and smacks his lips, squinting into the coming day as it dawns.

you take that as a no.

when you loop your arm through his, he lets you, and offers no objection to being led down the sidewalk. he's — warm, which you knew, but winter is sinking through your thin sweater and the plethora of heat rolling off him nearly has you purring. easy to sink in to, to your surprise, more than pliable in this fugue state.

there's a breakfast place not far from the department store and you think maybe he just needs to eat, or something. drink some water. you've been up since late last night with inventory and the thought of a fat stack of syrupy, buttermilk pancakes is motivation enough to hurry him along.

this early, there are very few people out to gawk at him on the street and you're glad for it, because you don't know how you'd explain this to your coworker if you were to end up in some tabloid. the most attention he garners is when you wrench open the doors to the cafe, and even then, the overtired, middle-aged woman just chews her gum and gestures to a table at the back.

when she brings water, you order a breakfast plate for him and yourself, and the first thing clone-touya says to you, after she's gone, is:

"i don't like pork."

you try not to make a big deal about him finally joining you in the physical world, settling for a shrug. "then don't eat it."

he snorts, still a little disjointed as he stares at the fading pattern of your table. you watch him take it all in: the salt and pepper shakers, the napkin container, the dead flies in the window pane, his tall, sweating glass.

all at once, he drinks it down so fast that some of it slips from the corners of his lips and down his chin, and when he wipes a limp hand across his mouth, you just scoot your glass across to him. and he does it all over again.

despite the weather, he wets a hand to run over his face. "what day is it?"

"thursday."

for some reason, he laughs once. huffy and short, scratchy. with a shake of his head, he turns towards the window, leaning into it like he needs to remember where he's at.

you don't think he is, but you still ask: "y'okay?"

his eyes cut to you, alive, and he considers you for a long moment. "you know who i am?"

you shrug, unable to tell if he's asking because he doesn't know, or if this is some kind of intimidation tactic. "think so." and then when he doesn't respond immediately, you tack on: "don't look right, though."

it makes him laugh, sharp and sudden. "yeah, right?" he shoves up his sleeves to trace the bare skin of his arms, rubbing his thumb over his wrist before making crescents with his nails. clone-touya goes silent again, and he doesn't look up until the food arrives.

before he can complain, you snatch the pork sausage off his plate and the quick action brings him back to the physical world again. back to the table and back to you.

he smiles like a ghost, mouth haunted on the pale, untouched skin of his face. "i have to work really hard at keeping my temperature regulated, or else my quirk will just—" he shrugs before downing another glass of water. when he finishes, he wipes a hand over his mouth, sloppy, and then takes an over-large bite of his pancakes. "eat me up."

you — don't really know what to say. this isn't a conversation topic you ever expected to have with him, not that you ever could have expected one to begin with, but you think he might just be — talking. to you, sure, but not to be polite.

"and if i just keep going and going and going," he speaks with food in his cheeks, and you're a little surprised at how bad his table manners are. but maybe he's just really hungry. "it'll just incinerate me into nothing."

so casually he says it, eyes far out the window, trained on the day as it wakes. you want to say that your clone theory is really coming together — how could he know all that, if he didn't actually incinerate himself into nothing? — but you take in his inkless arms and unpunctured nose and your stomach twists.

"so...then what?" when you speak up, his eyes cut across the table again, expression unchanged. his answer is a lazy gesture to himself with his fork. "you just...come back?"

"good news is," he laughs, insincere, "if i get a tattoo and hate it, i can just start all over again."

you don't know how to feel about that — well, you do, but you think your pity will only annoy him, so you say, "sounds like a waste of money."

clone-touya shrugs and you can see the food get caught in his throat, too large of a bite that has him stealing your water again. "got enough of it."

“your time, then?”

he doesn’t bother to look at you, as he shake his head; it feels rude, like some sort of dismissal. “what’s that fuckin’ matter?”

“okay,” you grit your teeth as he chews on your ice, and try to remember your own manners. maybe he’s grouchy because he just woke up from some kind of ash-nap. “what are you gaining from it?”

and that — has his jaw stilling, nostrils flaring as he finally, finally takes you in. whatever he finds in your face isn’t enough, and you’re reminded, again, that you really aren’t a big fan of this guy. he leans close as he whispers, “you wouldn’t get it.”

and you lean in just as close. “so explain it to me then.”

against the nearly empty plate, his cutlery sings when he drops it, suddenly. with food still stuffed into one side of his cheeks, he sits back in the booth and crosses his arms. childishly, you feel like you’ve won something, and your smile makes his eyes narrow.

“and who are you, anyway? some civilian?” clone-touya — or real, angry touya; you’re not sure anymore — doesn’t bother to keep his voice down, not even when the only other table in the cafe turns to look at him. “y’wanna know what it’s like to be daddy’s prized possession? fine. how much time you got?”

you shrug, crossing your arms as you lean into the table. hugging yourself, making yourself warm against the frost outside, and in his eyes. “what’s that matter?”

[thesakuragarnet]

Flecks of Gold (A DabiHawks oneshot/drabble for Hawks' Birthday 2023)

Summary: Dabi realizes he is falling in love with Hawks & Hawks realizes Dabi is teaching him to love himself.

THIS WORK HAS SOME (But not a lot) 18+ THEMES!

Non-Spicy Tags: DabiHawks, pining, fluff, soulmates (perhaps??), making out, first kiss, domestic fantasization, light angst, HPSC is the root of all evil, this might feel like two separate stories but anyway that's okay, swearing

Word Count: 1,433 words

Spicy Tags: enemies with benefits, mentions of/allusions to s3ggsual activity

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Something was happening to Touya Todoroki...but he didn't know what. He didn't know why his mind was swimming and something that was long forgotten was thumping against his ribcage, almost like it was demanding to beat right out of his chest. He didn't know why he felt empty when a new presence slipped away into the night. He didn't know why the moment he saw this..."new presence" he felt as if his entire center of gravity had shifted.

The so-called "new presence" was none other than the Number Two Pro Hero of Japan...Hawks. Hawks was the League's mole. The one who was supposed to be infiltrating the heroes and providing insider information...though Dabi had his suspicions and wasn't supposed to get...attached. He was more than attached at this point.

Dabi found himself overanalyzing every aspect of Hawks down to the most minute of details...and he found that...he...he loved him. Truly, that's what this new feeling was. He loved the way he laughed after making the stupidest of jokes; the sound was full and hearty and titillating, kissing his ears. He loved the way that light reflected off of his crimson feathers, streams shining brightly through vanes. He loved the way that Hawks held himself with such confidence that it was borderline intimidating; he never wavered his posture, never backed down from a challenge, no matter if his foe was three times his size. He loved the way that the sun highlighted the flecks of gold in Hawks' honey-colored eyes, pools of glistening amber practically glowing. But most of all, he loved the way Hawks caressed him...made him feel...cherished unlike any other. He hadn't expected to feel anything...given his condition. Yet, somehow, Hawks made him feel so much...inside and out. He made stars dance across his vision. He made everything...make sense.

Dabi felt as if their souls were tied together in an inexplicable bond. It was impenetrable...inseverable...it was wrong...but oh so right. He knew it was different the moment their relationship moved...beyond professional.

...

...

"Well, are you gonna kiss me or not?"

The words rang around like alarm bells in Dabi's head as the Pro Hero wagged an eyebrow flirtatiously, egging him on. Dabi gulped, sweat beading on his brow as he found himself in quite a precarious situation. Here he was, trying to intimidate the Pro Hero, and now, he was speechless. He had Hawks pinned against the wall of the warehouse after a spat, black painted fingernails digging into the soft flight jacket, bunching it up on the Pro's shoulders; their faces were mere inches apart.

"Am I gonna have to make the first move? Really?" Hawks huffs, eyelids heavy and taunting, almost like he's unimpressed. Dabi's mouth is dry, and he starts stuttering, words falling from his lips before they can stop them.

"I-I'm sorry?" He blurts, unsure exactly what he's apologizing for or if he's just not sure what the Pro said. Hawks' gaze softens before slow realization spreads across his face.

"Oh...never kissed anyone before, have you?" Hawks muses, and Dabi's eyes stare at the floor, suddenly significantly more flustered. His breath catches in his throat, his heart stuttering when he feels a feather touch the tip of his nose, bringing him back to reality. Cerulean pools melt into flecks of gold.

"I'll lead then, firefly," Hawks whispers, the pet name sending shivers down Dabi's spine as the leather-gloved hand wraps around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Dabi lets his eyes flutter shut, and he almost swoons when he feels Hawks kissing him, soft lips brushing against the unburned skin on his top lip where he hasn't lost all sensation.

The villain groans into the hero's mouth, completely succumbing to the throbbing sensation in his gut; he feels it boiling in his blood and pumping through his veins. He wants this fleeting feeling to last an eternity. He wants his sworn enemy to wrap him up in those strong arms and vast wings and hold him forever. Dabi melts into Hawks' grip, stoic facade crumbling into smoldering ash as he kisses him back. He sees white behind his closed eyelids, his heart pounding and his vision blurring as his mind fills with distorted illusions. Illusions of him being happy. Delusions of sharing a life with the Pro Hero. They all come slamming into him at once without warning, almost as if it's meant to be. Hawks coming home from his Pro Hero day-job to Dabi, who would've burned dinner twice already and had been in the middle of ordering take-out. Dabi wouldn't be such a hardened villain. It was such a silly concept...to think that with one kiss it was like his soul had been bonded forever. Maybe he'd drank more whiskey this morning than he thought.

Suddenly, the spell is broken as Hawks' lips slowly move away, but Dabi feels like the breath is being stolen from his lungs. He lurches forward, scarred palms caressing the side of the Pro's face, fingers brushing against stubble as he pulls him back in and kisses him passionately. Dabi doesn't want this moment to end. He wants to lose himself in this twisted heavenly game that he's found himself playing. Hawks smiles into the kiss, chuckling softly as the sounds muffle in his throat, and he slips his tongue into the villain's mouth. Dabi freezes, but allows it, pleasure building deep inside when he feels Hawks' tongue gliding against his own.

Dabi feels like he's drowning in the sweetest way possible. He craves more. He craves it forever. He craves Hawks forever.

After an eternity, the kiss ends, and Dabi finds himself staring into those gorgeous golden eyes once again. The eyes that captivated him. The eyes that ensnared him in this precarious situation in the first place. Dabi is speechless, staring open-mouthed as a shit-eating grin forms on the hero's lips.

"Am I that good of a kisser?" Hawks teases with a wink. Touya Todoroki watches the thick eyelashes flutter, almost in slow motion. He could swear even those had flecks of gold within them.

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The words scroll across Hawks' brain, unable to find hold anywhere within the curves and folds. He simply didn't know how to respond. Suddenly, the suave, cunning persona the HPSC had been hammering into him was at a loss...and all because Dabi had asked a sarcastic question.

"What's your favorite color?"

Hawks racked his brain. Surely the Commission had an answer for such a juvenile question. Surely they would've given him an answer to say to such a basic quality. Surely they-

"Hawks?"

The hero blinks back to reality, sitting up straighter on the League's couch as Dabi idly lounges on the other end, his legs draping across the Pro's lap, boots idly hanging off the arm of the couch.

"Do you not have one?" Dabi snorts, only partially caring as he puts his arms behind his head.

"Don't know," Hawks mutters, and Dabi raises an eyebrow.

"What do you mean you don't know?" The villain blurts, a little surprised. The hero clears his throat, feathers ruffling a little bit. He remains silent. The words sound wrong.

"I don't know," Hawks repeats, louder.

"Like you can't decide?" Dabi mumbles, and Hawks remains stock still.

"Does the Commission really control you that much, birdie?" Dabi snorts, half-joking, but the dark look that crosses Hawks' eyes gives confirmation.

"Well, is there a color that you like looking at?"

Hawks makes the connection much faster than he anticipated the moment his eyes find Dabi's. Those ocean-blue pools of cerulean seem to stare into his very soul. They stare right through him, stripping him bare, naked and exposed, mentally, emotionally, and physically. The eyes that shone in the moonlight...that incomparable cobalt that reflected the waters in the harbor by the warehouse. The way his azure flames flickered in those eyes. It was exhilarating. Truly, that was Hawks' favorite color. Nonetheless, all those explanations seem too convoluted in Hawks' mind for Dabi to understand, so he merely answers:

"Blue."

Dabi's suspicious gaze seems to melt, and Hawks feels that warmth blooming in his chest once again that he fought so hard to ignore. The indescribable feelings that the HPSC had fought so hard to stifle over the years. Hawks wasn't allowed to love...and yet...here he was. Opening himself up. In the beginning, he had just been seducing Dabi for information, but...now...it's different. This exchange seems so meaningless...but...to Hawks...it means everything. Someone is trying to get to know Keigo Takami...not Hawks.

Dabi breathes a whisper as he stares deeply into his lover's eyes:

"Mine is gold."

[kaiisers]

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA ꒰ heroes ꒱

contains mature content, aimed for +18 audiences. reader discretion is advised. most of these works are f! or afab! reader. ALSO! minors + blank + ageless blogs will be blocked.

⿻ last updated: jan. 13, '23

⌕ LEGEND

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reader discretion advised, read content warnings : ✧ 

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𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ TAKAMI KEIGO ⸱ 鷹見啓悟

exhale. ──── 1.3k

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ with such a pretty neck, you must simply allow keigo's hands to wander.

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flying through your ranks. ──── complete

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ you’re an up and coming pro hero; fresh faced, roaring through your twenties with your highly successful U.A years far behind you. but when one little drunk slip up has you falling through the hero ranks, will a single pretty bird of prey help you soar back up? or will you end up falling for him?

cw. angst, fluff, smut. pro hero! au, social media au, fake dating!au. swearing ( mostly bakugou ), suggestive, rated 17+, slight!age gap, everyone is aged-up into their twenties since they’re pros now

✧ hades. ──── 5.4k

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cw. hate sex. please read for your own safety! mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, mentions of death, restraints, marking, branding, creampies, thigh riding, impact play, nipple play, multiple orgasms, possesive sex, hate sex, unprotected sex, fem!reader, hades!hawks.

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cw. smut. rut au. breeding, praise kink, oral, piv sex, ‘ruts’/’heat’ trope. discussion of pregnancy and birth control, bird themed pet names i think they are cute idk. afab reader with fem pronouns

𖨂 ⸱ ꕤ ⸱ AIZAWA SHŌTA ⸱ 相澤消太

♡ as it was. ──── completed

⌜ ୨୧ ⌟ Where do you go now? When a love you thought to be unshakeable starts to fall apart before you could even try to piece it together? When Nemuri urges you to take a trip to the beach house in Okinawa with Aizawa in an effort to save whatever is left of your marriage, you’re hesitant. Not sure where to go or how to navigate this situation. But you take the opportunity anyway, maybe a month away will force whatever the both of you have been burying deep inside to the surface. Unsure if it will lead to devastating heartbreak or lost love to be found again.

cw. Shouta Aizawa x Fem!Reader. Established Relationship, Marital Problems, Beach House Setting, Flashbacks, Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Explicit Sexual Content(18+ only)

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cw. AFAB reader, no quirk au, single dad aizawa (+ adopted daughter eri, + prev. foster son hitoshi), professional nanny reader, falling in love, fluff and angst, slice of life, child ptsd + past child abuse (eri), aged-up characters, best friends touya + rumi, brief talk of a parent with addiction (hitoshi), domesticity, handling of child trauma, finding your place in a family, eventual smut, vaginal oral sex (reader receiving), a lot of kissing, no power dynamic

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true heat.

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daddy’s favourite issue.

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cw. smut, rough sex, riding, sugar daddy au, filth.

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oni’s heart. ──── completed

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cw. slow burn, smut. 18+, spanking, quirk play, age difference (Endeavor is 46, reader is 29) Soulmate AU.

soft.

cw. Enji Todoroki x Chubby F!Reader - SMUT. breeding kink, chubby reader, Enji carries reader, unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

"Have Toga and Dabi breached the quirk singularity point?" Given the placement of AM's "mind and body are one" line, I think so. I think Dabi awakened his ice this fight opposed to the time on Sekoto is cuz Shoto broke thru to him enough to get Touya to emulate someone other than Enji, and Quirk awakenings have always been tied to some kind of psychological shift in the user. I don't think he's regenerating though, his ice is just containing some of the damage. imo what's holding Toga back is while she does love the LoV, her fatal flaw is miscommunication and projecting her perfect ideal of a person unto them (see Deku and Ochaco), which clashes with Twice's Quirk actually needing to replicate a person. As for Quirks becoming uncontrollable, I think that's a self-serving self-fulfilling prophecy from AFO and Garaki. Big part of the series and the League as characters is they never got the help they needed because of their positions in society and how that overlapped with their Quirks, which left them no real outlet for their impulses or emotions created by that rejection and trapped them in their worst impulses. AFO actively groomed Tomura for that reason, so he'd be consumed by the psychological burden of his trauma and Quirk(s), which AFO could exploit. I think Tomura's mutating body is an extension of AFO parasitic influence desiring ever more power, since it seems to have stopped once Tomura regained himself since he doesn't desire OFA or care about getting more powerful for its own sake. If people can be wholly consumed their Quirk, AFO is def patient zero. This is contrasts with characters like Eri or Deku, who have powers that seem like uncontrollable burdens but learn to master them for good once they have people willing to help them. Especially with Eri being such a direct parallel to Tomura. That's the fundamental difference imo. Deku had people. The League didn't. If Deku manages to get Tomura to begin letting go of his desire for destruction, the body changes might revert on their own. The Quirk Singularity might mean the end if society remained as it was before the new gen, but with it in the hands of Deku and the rest and with more acceptance and recognition of the problems that lead to villains like the League forming, as well as saving the villains themselves, I think the ultimate message of collectivism and empathy will be demonstrated by the Singularity still happening, but allowing everyone to reach their full potential and safely self-actualize. Some Quirk related tragedies might be unavoidable, but they can be prevented from snowballing/being exploited like Tomura's/Eri's were. Of all things, Movie 3 convinced me the Singularity won't be stopped, since you'd have to get rid of Quirks entirely and that would be weird after Deku refuted that movie's villain's thesis that Quirks would inevitably cause chaos.

Sorry for the long reply.

I LIVE for the long replies, so don't worry.

You have an interesting take / interpretation of what is happening, one that engages with the theme and the plot, making sense as a whole. Even if the story ends up taking a turn and not being exactly what you're explaining, this is all a very possible and valid alternative ending for the manga.

I mostly ask those things to make people ponder where the story is going and why. For example, the readers should ask themselves where are the quirks going from here on in terms of evolution, what does it means to the story, how does it reveals the intention of the underlying theme. How does the actions of the hero kids are shaping the future of the hero society and the story itself?

These are great questions that are there in the manga right now, if you know where to look. Quirkless Toshinori facing AFO is meant to force the readers to question if, in the bnha future, quirkless people would be able to become pro-heroes through technology, for example. If so, what would it mean? How would it answer back to the beginning of the manga? We have second quirk awakenings and the quirk singularity theory and quirk restrictions based on feelings and the physiological aspects of the user...

Beyond trying to predict what will happen in the manga, I think this makes a cool critical analysis exercise.

[class1akids]

the last chap is half a step better than last 10 but i cant help be let down double standards of how heroes vs villain AND abused vs abusers are treated through the ending

Yeah, I was just thinking about that in the same way, Touya's ending is there to facilitate the narrative that Endeavor is atoning meaningfully, this whole 8 year timeskip and the gift suit works better for Bakugou's atonement narrative than for Deku's character, who seems to be stuck in the same mindset he was in chapter 1.

And I know in Ch 424 Bakugou did ask "what did I do to you?" implying that Deku's lack of self esteem and inability to believe that he deserves anything at all is something that Bakugou's bullying did to him (I mean it didn't help, but I don't think that is all), and hence can be fixed by Bakugou one-sidedly.

I get the appeal of "come Deku" and the extending the hand, but this also implies that it's in Bakugou's power to fix Deku's problems and to choose the way to fix it. Izuku doesn't get a say in the armored suit (because we all know he'd say to spend the money on Ochako's quirk education initiative instead) which makes him look someone incredibly passive in his own fate and very much "Cinderella"-vibes, which I'm not wild about.

I also feel like that after the manga is trying to tell us that there are many ways to be a hero, and despite Izuku probably doing much more good by teaching and instilling his own values into the future pros than running around in an overly expensive suit in a society where crime rates are down and there are enough heroes, yet teaching is somehow framed as the inferior option.

So yeah, I get the themes, I get the narrative appeal, I get how this is a really good conclusion for Bakugou's redemption arc - I think for Deku it comparatively comes across weaker.

[ao3feed-toshinko]

My Hero Academia: Rise of the Timekeepers

by Seasprin

In a world where 80% of the world's population have powers called "Quirks" Some use it for good, others use it for evil. But what if I told you there was a special quirk that no one knows about? A quirk that doesn't include in the 80% of the world's population? The Time Quirk.

Upon the The League of Villains kidnapping Katsuki Bakugou, a time anomaly had occurred. Making the villains more powerful and dangerous. It is now no longer just in the hands of the pro heroes and Class 1A to stop them. They now require the help of a group of individuals known as the "Timekeepers" Their sole purpose in life, is to use their Time Quirk to make sure the timeline goes exactly the way it's supposed to.

And now, the number 1 Timekeeper, the strongest of them all, must now help and protect Class 1A from the Villains.

That number 1 Timekeeper is a 16 year old girl by the name Makana Graves, from the United States. She tries very hard to do her job but there are certain obstacles that stand in her way. And maybe along the way, she'll find out her own future that she has been dying to know all her life.

WARNING: CONTAINS ADULT THEMES THAT ARE NOT SUITED FOR AGES UNDER 18.

Words: 1092, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), Loki (TV 2021), The Sandman (TV 2022), Lucifer (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Class 1-B (My Hero Academia), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Inko, Sensei | All For One, Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer TV), Set (Ancient Egyptian), Horus (Ancient Egyptian), Osiris (Ancient Egyptian), Isis (Ancient Egyptian), Hades, Persephone (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Santa Claus, Tooth Fairy (Character), Easter Bunny (Character), Athena (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Thoth (Ancient Egyptian)

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Original Female Character(s), Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Original Female Character(s), Todoroki Shouto/Original Female Character(s), Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Tokoyami Fumikage/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, bakudeku, bakudekutodo, Polyamory, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Eating Disorders, Alternate Universe - Angels & Demons, Multiverse, tododeku - Freeform, todobaku, BakuDekuTodoOC, Soulmates, Angels, Religion, Mythology References

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54518653