#agere touya

[babyniigo]

What little! VBS get as gifts for being good babies!

໒꒰ྀི˶˃ ๑ ˂˶꒱ྀི১

pt.1 niigo , pt.3 mmj , pt.4 leoni , pt.5 wxs

An ૮꒰ྀི ᵔ ๑ ᵔ ꒱ა

Singing hamster, hamster plushies and pacis!

Akito ς꒰ ´‌ ତ ˋ‌ς ꒱ა

Paw patrol plates!! Cars!! And music box!!!

Kohane ૮꒰ ྀི◜๑◝ ꒱ა

Baby tea set, sippy cup, and count Pearl plush!!

Touya ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ତ `⊂ྀི꒱ა

Baby coffee hehe! Baby books and kitty!

[littlebkg]

agere dabi/touya + shoto

make sure to eat and drink water today !!

kinda love how it’s canon that dabi canonically regresses, involuntarily ofc, but it’s nice to see the representation

(in an au where he lives and goes to therapy or some rehabilitation program-) i can imagine him healthily using agere or even being a cg for shoto :p

don’t be scared to share your hcs with me!! i enjoy them,, or request moodboards or dabbles/fics or even art !! i’d love to share my work <3

[motherlove]

Trauma Regressor Dabi．

Requested by : 💌 Anon．

Like & Reblog if used．

[mydarlingedits]

could i get a dabi tumblr banner with the trauma regressor flag for pc? tysm

TRAUMA REGRESSOR DABI BANNERS

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Requested by 𓇿 Anonymous .ᐟ

        𐙚˙⋆.˚ Date Posted 𓇿 7/26/24 .ᐟ

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Terms of use 𓇿 Free with Credit .ᐟ

[PLAIN TEXT: 'op is an adult' on the top left, and 'No DNI ! Just be nice' on the bottom right].

[dreamy-puppy-xo]

💜 ⛓️ 💜 • 💙 🔥 💙 • 💜 ⛓️ 💜

[pridewishes]

♔ || DABI ICONS

250x250 || agere || bordered circle

like / rb + credit + read dni if using

requested by anon !!

[immeasurablesaladagere]

If its alright could you write a Agere Story of Hawks being a little and maybe Touya or Endeavor find him at his apartment after he missed a meeting [Person can be anyone that makes sense to find him at his home]

One order of little!Hawks, coming right up! Felt kinda weird calling him by his hero name but also just as weird calling him Keigo, but I'd like to think he and Touya are close enough to be on a first-name basis so Keigo it is. I hope you enjoy!

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Word Count: 1250

Summery: When Hawks oversleeps and misses an important meeting that the LOV was supposed to be listening in on, Touya takes it upon himself to check in on him.

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It was almost two in the morning when Keigo stumbled into his apartment, exhausted. Stupid night shift. Stupid villains. Didn’t they have something better to be doing in the middle of the night? Like sleeping maybe? The structural collapse mission had kept him nearly three hours longer than when he was scheduled to go home, marking the third night in a row he’d not only worked a night shift but stayed late. 

Bits of grime and gravel scratched uncomfortably between the feathers of his wings. He gave them a sluggish shake to knock out the dirt to no avail, and sighed. He’d managed to beat the line for a  shower at the agency after the mission but he didn’t have the time or energy to wash or preen his wings, so he would just have to settle for the grimy feeling until tomorrow.

He staggered to his bedroom, shucked off his uniform, flopped into his nest of blankets, and quickly fell asleep.

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Of course, leave it to the bird-man to live in a high-rise with an inaccessible balcony. 

Touya eyed the ground below from the fire escape, watching for peering eyes that might catch a high-ranking villain jumping onto the number two hero’s balcony. There weren’t any; it was late enough in the morning that the commute rush was mostly finished and the few still milling around were too distracted with their own lives to bother looking up. Aided by his fire he made the quick leap across two balconies onto Hawks’ and slid open the sliding glass door without issue, just as he expected. Cocky bastard. He was practically inviting villains in at this rate.

Keigo’s apartment was dark and quiet, which meant he was either gone or still asleep, and based on his notable absence from his very important agency meeting, he was putting his money on the second option. Keigo just loved to make his life difficult. Now instead of being able to just listen in on the meeting like The League had planned, it had been rescheduled, and now all of their work bugging the room was put to waste.

And, as much as he hated to acknowledge it, Keigo suddenly going missing was at least a little concerning. Despite his blasé attitude he took his job seriously, and sleeping through a meeting as important as this one wasn’t like him, so he figured an impromptu check-in was in order. 

“Oi, Bird-Brain! You alive in here?” He called into the house. Keigo wasn’t crashed on the couch, so off to the bedroom he went. The door was wide open, and on top of the blankets covered by his dull red wings laid Keigo, completely dead to the world and snoring.

Touya smirked. Figures. He dropped down onto the bed and gave Keigo a nudge. “C’mon, wake up birdie. It’s not polite to ignore your guests.” Keigo groaned and batted his hand away. “It’s also not great to sleep with dirty wings, but y’know. Priorities.”

“Go ‘way…” Keigo mumbled, voice high-pitched and drowsy, “M’sleepy.”

Ah. Little, apparently. That made sense. If he remembered his schedule correctly then Hawks had been working a few nights in a row now, and the news reported that there were multiple villain attacks in the middle of the night and, probably, if he had to guess, right when Keigo’s shifts were supposed to end.

“I know, baby bird, but your wings are dirty and I’m pretty sure you haven’t had breakfast, right?”

“Mmm no…”

“Then up we get, sleepyhead. We’ll get some food in you and I’ll give you a preen, and then you can go back to sleep, okay?”

Keigo finally opened his eyes, bleary and none-too-impressed. He stared stubbornly at him and didn’t move a muscle. So that’s how it was gonna be, huh?

“Alright, up and ‘attem, let’s go.” Taking matters into his own hands, Touya wrangled his arms under Keigo’s armpits and hoisted him up into a sitting position, earning himself an irritated whine. He ignored Keigo’s valiant protests and moved over to his dresser, pulling out a soft-looking sweatshirt and a pair of shorts and tossing them to him. “You get dressed and I’ll get started on breakfast, alright?”

He got a half-hearted grumble in response. Good enough.

Keigo’s pantry left much to be desired. Dried pasta, ramen packages, crackers, and one nearly-empty box of sugary cereal. His fridge wasn’t much better, but at least he had milk and some fruit. By the time Keigo shuffled into the kitchen, stuffed dog tucked neatly in his arms, Touya had a bowl of cereal on the table alongside a small plate of soda crackers and berries. It wasn’t his best work, but it would do. Keigo had never been particularly picky.

“How old are we feeling, baby?”

Keigo shrugged and took a slow bite of cereal. “Mm… five? ‘Dunno.”

Now that he was in the light of the kitchen it was easier to see just how tired Keigo really looked. He had dark circles under his eyes, his hair was scruffy and flat, his exposed skin was littered with healing bruises and peeling band-aids, and of course, his wings were a mess. “You really are tired, huh? Must’ve been to sleep through that meeting.”

Keigo scrunched up his face in confusion. “Meeting? What meet-“ He froze, eyes going wide. “Noooo…” He whined, bonking his head into the table, “Forgot ‘bout it…”

Touya shrugged and gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Don’t worry about it kid, they rescheduled it already.” Keigo looked up at him with a questioning pout, “I would know, I was there.” He said cheekily.

Keigo huffed and went back to his breakfast. “Can’t do that, you’re gonna get in trouble.”

“You let me worry about that, okay? I’m a big boy, I can handle myself.”

He finished his food quickly and Touya set his dishes in the sink. He was here to be a babysitter, not a maid. Keigo could clean those himself later. Speaking of Keigo, he was almost asleep at the table, eyes drooping closed and then quickly blinking open again before he could topple over. “Okay, let’s get your wings cleaned up and then you can go back to bed, I promise.”

On the way back to the bedroom Touya snagged his wing brush and a bottle of oil from the bathroom before dropping down next to him on the bed. “Wings out, bud.” He prompted, and Keigo complied easily, fanning out his wings into his lap. He began the slow and methodical process of preening, dragging the brush over his wings to knock off the surface-level dirt before combing with his fingers to find any remaining rocks or sticks, of which there were many. Whatever he’d been doing had really done a number on his wings. They were in rough shape this time. He could practically feel Keigo going boneless under his hands as he worked, and by the time he was re-oiling the feathers he was practically slumped forward, barely awake.

“Okay baby bird, all done. Are we ready to go back to bed now?”

“Mm-hmm…” Keigo mumbled, taking that as his invitation to flop down completely and snuggle down into the blanket pile, stuffed dog tucked under his chin.

“Then my job here is done. Papa Dabi has to go back to work now, okay? If you need anything you know you can give me a call.” He said, running gentle hand through Keigo’s messy hair, “Sweet dreams, baby bird. You deserve it.”

[egotank]

Guys feel free to send requests of villains too hell if one of your comfort characters isn’t normally written about but you want something request it we will write something for you. You want Shigaraki? We can do that. You want Twice? We can definitely do that. You want Mr. Compress? Fuck yeah. You want Dabi? Now that is a hell yeah. Oh you want Overhaul? Yeah we can do that. Literally ANY villain is fine to request if we can’t do it we’ll let you know.

[pjsk-playcorner]

I just like to think on pet regressor vbs

Samoyed doggie an

ferret touya

hamster kohane

raccoon akito

Just them being very playful with each other and also sleeping and cuddling after a long day <3 just very active and eepy littles

[agereheadcanons]

Dabi/Touya Todoroki

dabi is definitely a "wolf" little who had no need for a cg but wouldnt mind one! i imagine they regress to about 9-12!

Loves

1 pillow at a time

sleeping alone

cold room

water

snacks

tv shows

night light

Hates

multiple pillows

darkness

cuddles

warm rooms

juice

lullabies

bedtime stories

[stray-cattt]

The Rooftops That Cry at Night

A Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia angst fanfic, hurt/comfort, lowkey vent fanfic, if you’d rather read it on A03, here’s the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45798712

Summary: Just because Dabi is a villian doesn't mean he's going to leave the #2 hero alone breaking down on the verge of a panic attack. He may be an ass but he's not a complete asshole. Might be a bit out of character but I don't really care, I started this fic at 3 AM because someone was playing the flute outside of my dorm and I couldn't sleep. I originally posted this on March 16th, I just forgot to put it here.

Content warnings: panic attack, break downs, and age regression a bit (as a coping mechanism)

 Hawks glanced at his alarm clock that read 3:21AM; letting a sigh leave his mouth he turned off his 4AM alarm for patrol before turning to his balcony. Dressed in his hero attire that he hadn’t taken off in the past two days he took a deep breath before jumping off the balcony and letting his wings spread. Hawks shivered as the brisk night air hit his face. It was nights like these where he flew aimlessly with no destination in mind, just flying to fly. Well not entirely, flying to stop the pounding in his head from his thoughts. The thoughts that were never ending swirling around in his mind. Hawks mindlessly scanned the terrain he passed, even though he didn’t have patrol for another hour he couldn’t find it in himself to stand still for a minute more. His body ached to move, to do anything, to be useful. If he wasn’t working, did he really hold any value?

 Tonight was quieter than normal, not much seemed to be going on, and it seemed that even the villains had laid down to rest tonight. Something that Hawks craved but remained out of reach. It’s not as though he hadn’t tried sleeping, but every time he felt too restless to stay still and allow himself to relax. Over the past week, he maybe got a collective 21 hours of sleep if he was being generous, lately, the commission had been on his ass with more missions and patrols barely leaving enough time for him to take care of himself. Not that he had the energy to in the first place.

 Hawks sighed, boredom seeping into his bones accompanied by a familiar sense of loneliness. The usual mind-numbing feeling that tended to follow him with these flights seemed to be absent as his thoughts continued to berate him. He felt his insides shake and decided he needed to find a spot to land before he lost control of himself. He landed on the rooftop of a building, unaware of a familiar figure sitting on the opposite side of the roof as his mind seemed to blur out the rest of the world around him. Hawks’ breathing started to rapidly increase as his emotions overwhelmed and enveloped him.

 His knees buckled and he ungracefully knelt down on his knees before hunching over and wrapping his arms around his torso. His body shook as his wings wrapped around himself, Hawks could feel the tears pricking at his eyes. As much as he tried to keep them within the confines of his eyes they fell and continued falling like rain onto the concrete roof. Shallow sobs left his mouth as his mind went into hyperdrive.

     Imagine if your handler saw you like this.  

     What would the commission say about this behavior?  

     Pathetic really how little it takes to break down like this,  

     I thought you were supposed to be a hero.  

 Thoughts continued to swarm him and rally up against him, but before falling into even more of a hyperventilating panic the sound of footsteps approaching him caused him to halt his sobs. Hawks tried to hold himself as still as he could while quieting his shallow breaths to the best of his ability. How long had they been there? How had he not noticed? Hawks cursed his lack of sleep slowly catching up to him, this wouldn’t have been a problem for any other hero, why is he faulty?

 “Hawks?” A familiar voice asked quietly, he would’ve described it as gentle had he not recognized who the voice belonged to. Hawks felt physically unable to give a verbal response back, and when he tried all that left his mouth was a pitiful whine.

 Hawks flinched as a hand lightly touched his wings, but slightly relaxed at the warmth it was emitting before quickly tensing again as he remembered who he was dealing with. Although Dabi had not given off any hostility so far, Hawks still felt on edge. He briefly forgot about the hand on his wings until it moved away, he held back a whimper as the hand was retracted and his breathing began to pick up once again, not realizing how the hand had been grounding him.

 Noticing this Dabi put his hand back on Hawks’ wing and began to pet it trying to comfort the other. Hawks’ feelings were conflicting with one another as he couldn’t tell if it was safe to relax. Safe. When was the last time he felt that, infancy? More treats began to pour from his eyes as tremors ran through his body.

 “Shhh, breathe birdy,” Dabi whispered, trying to get the other to calm down. Hawks’ hands moved from around his waist to clenching his pants as he tried his hardest to stifle the never-ending cries leaving his mouth. Slowly he got his breathing back to normal and all that remained of his tears were hiccups.

 After some time he managed to pull his wings away from his body, no longer shielding himself from Dabi’s gaze. Dabi repositioned himself in front of Hawks carefully noting the noticeable eye bags that weren’t as prevalent the week prior when they met for information exchange, well more Hawks giving information and Dabi giving nothing in return. He carefully swept Hawks’ hair out of his eyes and wiped a stray tear from his face before bringing his hand back. Dabi didn’t miss as Hawks slightly leaned into the light touches. After observing the other Dabi opened his arms for Hawks inviting him into his arms but not moving forward leaving the choice entirely up to the other.

 With slight hesitation Hawks crawled into Dabi’s arms, tears immediately brimming in his eyes as he now realized in full force just how touch-starved he was. Feeling the tremors emitting from Hawks, Dabi wrapped his arms around the other and began to comb his hands through the blond's hair.

 “It’s okay baby bird,” Dabi whispered to the other, Hawks whined in response and grabbed at Dabi’s shirt holding onto him as though he was a lifeline. The two sat there together in silence that was broken apart by sniffles every so often. Dabi hummed a song his mother once sang to him when he was young, a song he had almost forgotten but remembered in the moment.

 “Don’t wanna be a hero, just wanna be a kid again.” Hawks meekly spoke, his voice cracking slightly as he hadn’t used it in hours.

 “You don’t have to be a hero right now birdy,” Dabi replied, his humming coming to a stop. “I’ll take care of you, you need rest more than you need to be a hero right now.”

 Had it been colder that night Dabi might’ve been a bit worried about the other falling asleep on him, but the cold night air was gone now, replaced with air that felt like a light blanket surrounding the two. Not soon after Hawks’ cries died down, soft snores followed, his hands no longer clutching at the others' shirts. Dabi let a genuine smile adorn his face as he held the other now propped up against the wall of the ledge.

 “Sometimes all you need is to be held.” Dabi smiled once more before letting himself fall asleep with the other.

[babyniigo]

Heyoooo , been a while since we requested things on here but can we request some VBS With CGs of Meiko and Kaito hcs? , thanks! - @cozy-sekai-agere/ @azuresystem! (ignore heading there , setting up our new blog! :3)

Little! VBS with CG! Kaito and Meiko ૮꒰ ྀི◜๑◝ ꒱ა

After their stressful path to their dream, Meiko comes up with the idea of regression- and Kaito becomes her CG partner! ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა

They are veryyyy attentive caregivers, always playful and forgiving, cooing at their babies and playing with them! ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶꒱ྀི১

Meiko is firm about keeping her babies well fed! She makes them all the healthy and yummy meals while Kaito cares for them ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Kohane and Touya are able to eat by themselves most of the time, but An and Akito are a bit younger so Meiko spoon feeds Aki while Kaito spoon feeds An! ૮ ྀི◞ ⸝⸝ ◟ ྀིა

When An has a hard day, Meiko picks her up and carries her around the sekai, shushing her softly and bouncing her in her arms ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ꒳ `⊂ྀི꒱ა

Kohane sometimes misses the safety and comfort of her childhood- so Kaito brings her toys and plays with her, keeping the baby entertained ૮꒰ྀི ᵔ ๑ ᵔ ꒱ა

Touya is usually non verbal in his headspace, and he’s too shy/scared to ask for his needs so Kaito usually gently talks to him to figure out what he needs! He holds his hands and gently talks to him to understand ૮꒰ ྀི◜๑◝ ꒱ა

Akito is a VERYYYY clingy little, the minute he sees Meiko he does grabby hands cause he wants uppies!!! ς꒰ ´‌ ତ ˋ‌ς ꒱ა

Meiko often changed the music in Crase Cafe to soft lullabies to keep the atmosphere soo cozy and warm for the babies! ♬⋆.˚

Kaito gets a bit too protective of the babies, so if they want to leave the cafe to play outside; he either holds their hands or carries them in his arms out!! ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

VBS often play games together! Meiko and Kaito worked hard to set up a little play area for them in the back and lets them play (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

When it’s nap time, a lot of times kohane and toya are quick to snuggle in the cozy little sleep area in the Sekai but An and Akito get fussy cause they don’t wanna sleep… ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

It ends with Meiko and Kaito having to squeeze into the cuddle pile as well to hold them to sleep!

Naturally Touya and Kohane also snuggle into them and Kaito and Meiko are left with sooo many snuggle cuddly babies (⸝⸝ᴗ﹏ᴗ⸝⸝) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

Omg is the cozy-sekai-agere your new blog? If so then let me know so I can follow you and we can be moots hehe!!! ૮꒰ྀི⊃´ ꒳ `⊂ྀི꒱ა

[littlebkg]

an itch that can be soothed 𓏲*✩‧₊˚

a little angsty + comfort, agere dabble: rg shoto + rg touya

takes place in an au where touya is a rehabilitated hero

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

shoto was close to hitting the charts of the top three heroes, it was practically guaranteed that he would move up the charts considering he was already in the top ten. his PR team is pretty sure that he’ll at least reach no.3 in the next chart that is released.

this is most likely due to his performance of many recent public missions earlier in the past months. which in turn, resulted in receiving a message from Touya, suggesting they had lunch together to celebrate.

dabi’s ranking was fairly high, yet he was one of the first rehabilitated villains, which gave him strict fans and haters. there was usually no in between. many hated, dreaded his performance and character, and others sympathized and idolized with him.

shoto, whenever he had the chance, welcomed these gestures and invitations easily. He didn’t take a minute for granted, getting to know his big brother.

it was hard at first. learning to be okay by himself, especially since shoto almost lost him.

he skipped out on a fairly important patrol to meet Touya at a nice, unbeknownst to him, cat cafe.

“shoto,” Touya muttered, glancing up from his cup of coffee. “i already ordered you some soba, and a smoothie.” his voice raspy, and oddly soft compared to the screaming shoto knew of him capable. nevertheless the combo of a smoothie with soba sounded disgusting, but knowing that his brother knows he likes smoothies and soba makes his heart swell, despite the stirring in his stomach.

shoto gave a gentle smile, a soft nod of appreciation, “thank you.” he drank each detail of Touya’s appearance. his no longer tired eyes, yet prominent bags (from which he assumes from restless nights before… all this, before the war) that seemed hard to make out due to the burns. his eyes looked so healthy, compared to when he was a villain. yet he still probably lost sleep, due to the trauma he endured- hell even shoto did. his outfit, the fabric loose and baggy. dark clothes, he always seemed to wore.

he looks… happy, despite everything.

“so,” Touya abruptly interrupted the consumed silence of their lunch, which gained eye contact from shoto. “i decided to cut contact with dad.”

shoto nodded back, he knew he would. not much of a surprise.

“my therapist recommended it, just for now at least. and..” the words felt stuck in his throat, as if it was humiliating to admit. it was required, to go through therapy, for the rehabilitation program. it always felt like it wasn’t Touya’s choice to go to therapy every week, but maybe deep down he knew he needed that and even wanted a person to acknowledge the brokenness inside him.

shoto didn’t rush him, taking his big brother’s hand, caressing his rough knuckles. waiting for the next words, even though it didn’t feel familiar at all, maybe even wrong. his father wired his brain to believe this was wrong, to comfort his brother? shoto debated on cutting contact with his father too just from the thought.

touya let out a dry laugh, his throat felt like sandpaper; which caused shoto to frown weakly at him. “sorr- hah- sorry kid, i guess, this is just all weird.” he muttered, running a hand through his pale hair, growing disheveled by the mannerism.

“what is all weird?” shoto asks, squeezing his hand.

“my therapist recommended this- coping mechanism,” the words so small, shoto barely makes them out. in which, he assumed it was hard to confess. he appreciated that touya even wanted shoto to know.

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

and the silence engulfed them again: shoto pulls away for a server to place them both dishes of soba, a smoothie for shoto and water for touya. “thank you,” the brothers bowed gently, before they picked at their food.

a white cat nuzzles its head against shoto’s leg. a calico purrs, sat behind touya’s chair leg.

they eat, sipping on their to-go cups. minutes had passed, eating in a comfortable (to shoto) silence before interrupted.

“it’s called age regression,” he finally lets out.

“oh,” shoto nods, he was familiar with that. he tried it during high school as a coping mechanism, one that izuku had recommended, and it stuck.

“it’s where.. you shift into a mindset of a child to kind of heal,” he rambled anxiously, “it may sound weird at first but it’s just for healing and-“

“yeah, i know what it is,” shoto nods, sensing he was having difficulty explaining it.

“oh. you’ve heard about it before…?”

“i’ve- i do it.”

“age regress?”

“yeah, i age regress.”

“oh.”

shoto asked for the check, paying while touya stared blankly in shock.

after awhile touya finally revived, asking how he found out about age regression, how he does it, and even offered to babysit him. shoto smiled, explaining his experience, where he started his freshmen year, does so with a classmate as his caregiver, and that he didn’t mind the offer.

somehow talking about it made it seem more ordinary, yet the normalcy of the conversation felt out of place. something tethered at his heart.

“and you?..” shoto asked in return, “how did you start age regressing?” clearing his throat, “if you don’t mind explaining.”

“oh yeah— my therapist just recommended it, since i’ve- done it before just involuntarily…”

“involuntarily?”

touya nods, “yeah, i mean i didn’t know what it really was until she had explained it to me. honestly at first, i thought it was odd, but” he softens, looking down at his little brother, “i don’t know- i guess i just needed a little push in the right direction.”

shoto smiled back, a gently and subtle tug on his lips. he can’t help but think of when he first started, the same anxiety when he first talked about it with izuku. “i’m glad you could talk to me about it.”

getting to know his big brother, it’s something he wouldn’t trade for the world. especially sharing something with him like this, he adored the way touya would now get pacifiers, teethers, and stuffed animals discreetly for him as gifts. it healed something deep inside shoto, and touya.

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐

anyway take this sketch of touya babysitting shoto </3

i love this mf^ ANYWAY i hope u enjoyed, this was such a pain to write it was in my drafts for months, please make sure to eat and drink water today!! i love u buyyeee!!!!

[motherlove]

Clingy Son Agere Touya Todoroki．

Requested by : @blueyberrymilkshake．

Like & Reblog if used．

[mydarlingedits]

could i get small replycons of kid toya todoroki with the agere flag & a blue fire theme? tysm!! @liltoya

These were fun/cute to do! Feel free to ask for more if you want!! Only did 8 cuz of the image limit lol ᯓᡣ𐭩

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Requested by 𓇿 @liltoya .ᐟ

        𐙚˙⋆.˚ Date Posted 𓇿 7/24/24 .ᐟ

ᯓᡣ𐭩 Terms of use 𓇿 Free With Credit .ᐟ

[PLAIN TEXT: 'op is an adult' on the top left, and 'No DNI ! Just be nice' on the bottom right].

[dreamy-puppy-xo]

CG! Touya Todoroki ~ You're his prince/princess and he's your knight

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