#dabi x shouto

[crematedpast]

[oneangstymotherfucker]

Dabi railing coke off Sho's ass will never not be beautiful to me.

[treestargarden]

Choosing You

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Warnings: incest, dabixshouto, touya todoroki x shouto todoroki, cis!touya, trans!shouto, top!touya, bottom!shouto, both are consenting adults, no kink, it's actually incredibly soft, train hoppers au, mafia au, don't like don't read

Summary: Shouto feels he doesn't really belong with his new friends. After seeing Touya earlier in the day, he decides to visit his brother for comfort in the middle of the night. Takes place after the dabihawks smut

A/N: If you have issue with the ship, don't read it, argue with your momma. Now for those of us who enjoy art, please continue reading! I would love to hear your thoughts on these two 🫠 They melt my brain. Unlike my first piece, this is not accompanied by a playlist, just some good ol' dope and a soft spot for these tragic characters. DO NOT REPOST

Words: 1.1K | 18+ ONLY (MDNI)

That evening, when the rest of the group had fallen asleep upon one another, Shouto snuck out of the shared room. He glided over sprawling limbs and lolling heads. A sliver of light from the hallway shone across the faces of his friends, but none stirred. He looked at the puddle of people with longing. Knew he would never truly belong with them.

Not really.

There were few other souls that roamed the nighttime hours of the compound with him. Regardless, he remained undetected as he silently slipped through hallways. Years of tip-toeing at home conditioned his soft gait.

Shouto didn’t really pay attention to where his feet guided him.

Some time after 1:30am, his feet stopped at a locked doorway. The hallway was familiar. He had been there before. He glanced at the top of the door, which told him he arrived at the server room.

A white keycard flashed in the fluorescent lighting as he swiped it through the card reader and entered Touya’s password, “0428.”

He opened the door to a warm, humid room that had dozens of mechanical fans whirring. Their blinking lights lit up the otherwise dark room. It was clear Touya had not expected visitors. There were leftover carry out boxes spread across his desk and the trash overflowed with discarded napkins and empty containers.

“What are you doing here, Sho?” His brother’s eyes remain focused on the triple display monitors in front of him. He studied several lines of greentext while another monitor played CCTV footage fed from various visuals across the compound.

Shouto’s footfalls remained silent as he crossed the distance between him and his older brother. A feather-light palm rested on Touya’s shoulder. Gracefully, thin fingers warmed Touya’s unclothed inked shoulder. “You told me to come find you later.”

Touya scoffed in response.

The grip on Touya’s shoulder tightened with encouragement, “C’mon, big brother. It’s been a while.”

“Yeah, we stopped years ago.”

“Only because father was keeping a close eye on us.”

Touya finally peeled his gaze from the monitor to focus on Shouto. The silky strands laid perfectly upon his brother’s head, split exactly down the middle and the length tumbled down to his mid-back, even though it was tied in a loose braid. His stoic face owned a regalness that Touya was mostly familiar with. The planes of his face were unblemished save for the scar over his left eye. Shouto’s frame was petite and thin. Most things about Shouto were delicate. Easily broken if not handled properly. Touya always held Shouto with gentle ease. It had been a long time since he could look at Shouto the way he wanted.

The chair swiveled to face Shouto.

Encouraged by Touya’s interest, Shouto continues, “He’s not watching us now.”

Touya’s response was silent. He spread his legs out in front of him. His posture was casual and open. Arms were lounging upon the arms rests of the chair.

Shouto climbs into the chair with Touya, straddled his lap with his legs folded at Touya’s thighs. Recoil was far from his mind when Shouto first approached Touya to do this with him years ago. He would do anything that Shouto would ask of him.

There’s a patience shared between them. Out of practice, they experimented with the way their shapes were meant to fit alongside one another. Their kissing was languid. Their fingers were cartographers that recorded the mountains and valleys of each other’s pliant contours, because they did not know if they would have another chance to revisit. Not like this.

Slow minutes crawled by before Touya carried Shouto to the couch situated in the back of the server room. He laid on his side so he could wrap his body around Shouto, who laid on his back.

Where Touya showed Hawks raw need, he was uncharacteristically gentle with Shouto. His fingers roamed across silky skin and created a trail of goosebumps across reactive nerves. Attentive fingers explored soft folds and stroked a T-engorged clit. Shivers rippled across Shouto’s skin as he responded positively to Touya’s caressing.

Lithe fingers opened Shouto slowly while mismatched lips tugged softly at his hardened nipples. Turquoise eyes memorized the perfect shapes of Shouto’s exquisite sounds on his lips.

Even the way Shouto’s toes curled and the way his back arched into Touya was dignified. On anyone else, they would look pathetic.

Shouto’s fingers bunched the fabric on Touya’s chest and his breath was shallow and haggard. Eyelashes glistened with tears that threatened to fall, “Please, Touya,”

And Touya’s eyes softened with admiration for his younger brother, his eyebrows knitted in concern as his fingers continued milking Shouto’s desire between his legs, “What is it, Sho?”

A few more pumps of his fingers and Shouto babbled incomprehensibly again.

“Use your words, I know you can do it,” Touya cooed as he nuzzled into the junction between Shouto’s neck and shoulder.

Shouto’s face was flushed but whether it was because of Touya’s ministrations or the embarrassment at his request is unknown.

Possibly both.

“T-touya …” a pause as he swallowed the saliva that collected in his open mouth, “cum with me.”

Touya gazed upon Shouto. He examined Shouto’s expression, searched for the barest hint of regret that could possibly be seen. Touya and Shouto had never been with each other like that before.

A dainty palm rested against his cheek, all seriousness was in Shouto’s tone, “Please,” he nodded again. More confident in his request this time.

It was a slow process, Touya entering Shouto. He wanted to memorize every curve and hug of Shouto that he possibly could.

It took all of Touya’s patience before he was seated fully between Shouto’s legs. The heels of Shouto’s feet pressed lightly into Touya’s tailbone. He didn’t urge Touya to continue though. They always waited for each other.

Touya’s face hid in Shouto’s neck as he mumbled gentle praises for his little brother.

How beautiful he was. And how kind. How thoughtful. Worship tumbled from Touya’s lips. Words that neither of them grew up hearing.

Shouto clung to Touya with desperation.

Touya gently kissed Shouto anywhere his mouth could reach. They could have spent hours like that, but who knows? Neither of them counted.

Slender fingers traced the outlines of Touya’s burn scars and pouty lips poured honeyed moans into Touya’s ears.

Touya’s deft fingers eventually found their way back to their rightful place on Shouto–they coaxed more mewls out of the perfect porcelain doll he made love to.

As he brought Shouto to a climax, Touya kissed the edges of Shouto’s facial scar. The reverence was mostly unfamiliar to Shouto.

No matter what, Touya was Shouto’s most devout follower.

They were two boys that couldn’t have anything of their own, so they chose to have each other.

[literarydumpinggrounds]

Minors DNI 🔞 Sometimes my brain just… creates nefarious thoughts. Pick your poison.

You’d worn that fucking outfit again. The one that hugged your body in all the right places, flashing glimpses of your plush legs.. of that anklet adorning your skin as it twinkled under the lights. The little charm swaying with your movements— his initial —what he’d claimed was an unmistakable statement to everyone there that you belonged to him. His precious girl.

You knew exactly what you were doing to him.

Fluttering around this party with your friends, laughing on the dance floor like nobody was watching. Like you couldn’t feel his gaze burning into you.. only always you.

To the untrained eye you looked so innocent.

He can’t help the amused twitch at the edges of his lips at the thought. They’d never guess that you were so eager to be a good little slut for him. Never guess that he’d pressed his lips to that little charm while folding you in half before you’d left the house that evening; knees pressing into your chest, ankles framing his face as he pounded those lewd sounds out of you. That you’d had his cum leaking down your thighs the minute you’d stepped foot in the building.

He loved sharing a little secret with you, knowing that you saved that side of yourself just for him.

His good little girl.

[crushmeeren]

I was a fan of the recent smau you posted. Would love to see more of that 🫶

Ah, so glad you enjoyed! Alas, I cannot physically restrain myself from writing for MHA, so here’s more.

𝛏 MHA boys telling you how they’ll shut you up. (>᎑<๑)

⋆ ft. katsuki, shoto, eijirou, touya ⋆

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𝛏 Aged up/18+ characters. » » MDNI.

♡ Bakugou Katsuki

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒷꒦︶

♡ Todoroki Shouto

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒷꒦︶

♡ Kirishima Eijirou

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒷꒦︶

♡ Todoroki Touya

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒷꒦︶

[yanderenightmare]

i love your hybrid au sm! the way you characterise each animal to suit not only it’s species, but the characters itself is so creative and nothing short of genius! so it got me thinking, how would you imagine the bnha characters as mythical creatures and monsters ??? ( eg. vampires, wendigos, harpies, werewolves ) etc.

Katsuki, Tomura, Hawks, Deku, Shoto, Dabi

TW: implied noncon, yandere, the supernatural?

gn reader

Shigaraki Tomura Ghost

You’ve moved into his old room, and though you furnish it a bit differently than he did when he was still alive, you’ve placed the bed in the exact same spot. It’s been all dust and dead moths up until now, it almost feels like he’s alive again as he sleeps next to your warm body.

It’s only small things in the beginning. Underwear that goes missing, unexplainable handprints on the foggy shower doors, your duvet on the floor even though you’ve never been one to kick it off in your sleep.

You’ve never been one to believe in the paranormal either, but something convinces you to search up the history of the house. You find out a boy had murdered his entire family here—parents, grandparents, his sister—and that the boy himself was never found.

Obviously, you shut your laptop with a bang and try and will it away from your mind. It happened years and years ago—whoever that boy was, he was long since dead. But the more it starts sinking in that you’re not alone, the more your belief feeds him—makes him feel real again, as though you’re slowly bringing him back to life.

Sometimes, you spot him in the mirror of your vanity, but when you twist around, there’s no one there. But you feel him—the gust of cold breath giving you goosebumps, the weight of hands and a chest pressing against yours at night, and the brush of coarse fingertips touching you in places—places that have you moaning his dead name.

Bakugou Katsuki Demonic spirit

He enjoys large houses—preferably something with a bit of history. But every now and again, some moronic humans decide it’s time to wreck the old and build something new—which means he’s often on the move.

He doesn’t mind living alone in his new house until you move in. He’s a little mad at you at first—he thinks you’re one of those wreckers, what with your renovations and whatnot—but then he understands that you’re preserving, not destroying. Apparently, the Gothic manor is your ancestral home built by one of your great-grandparents seven generations back in the 18th century—seems you were the only descendant who felt it was worthwhile to keep. 

He wouldn’t normally stay when someone else moved in—he’d often use his demonic means and scare them on their way. But with you, he settles for dwelling in the shadows, in the many dark rooms you haven’t found a use for yet. But when night comes, and you turn off the lights and go to bed, he can't help but end up in your room—watching you sleep, oh-so-peacefully and blissfully unaware of his presence. But he won’t do anything to you even though he could, even though you make it so easy—he’s grateful to you, his little housemate.

Your bedroom becomes awfully hot at night—you can’t explain it. Nor can you explain why the wind howling through the house sounds more like the groaning breaths of a beast. All you know is that your bed feels heavier than it should if you were the only one in it—and that you don’t dare twist around to see what it is sleeping next to you because whatever it might be, you don’t think it’s human.

You know it isn’t human. It’s too big to be, and its hands are too warm and too rough—and its claws too sharp where they rake into your skin and tuck you close to a chest that feels as though engulfs you. You don’t think it has a heart, only a stomach—and it sounds hungry.

You read up on sleep paralysis demons, and it brings you peace of mind, but only until night comes and you go to bed in wait. It’s the first time he talks to you. His laugh is like rusted clockwork, and his voice is like raked coals—hot and scratchy against your ear as he tells you how your human ways of rationalizing the things you don’t understand are cute and amusing.

Keigo Takami - Hawks Guardian Angel

Being a guardian angel has always been a fun hobby of his ever since the creation—he’s found it to be a nice break from all the other angelic duties he has bearing down his wings. Of course, it’s always sad when your human dies, but luckily, there’s always another one not far behind to steal your halo all over again.

You’re his most recent. He watches over you any minute he can spare, chuckling over all your silly human antics. And though he’s had plenty of humans before you in the long history of man and God, he can’t help but confess you’re his favorite so far. You’re just so cute with your big, adorable eyes and pretty smile.

He begins taking greater pride in his responsibility of being your guardian. He used to see it as but a menial little task he could take to when feeling up for a laugh, but something about you makes him want to watch over you every single second of every day.

And so he does—he has the feathers to spare, especially for something so important. But soon, simply watching over you doesn’t feel like enough anymore.

He knows it’s wrong—so very wrong—so much so he’s afraid he’ll be cast out if anyone were to find out. It’s not right for angels to feel amorous for humans—most would call it deviant and demonic. But he can’t help himself—watching you in your vulnerable state while you undress, bathe, and sleep.

Still, it doesn’t feel like enough.

Maybe he’ll come to visit you one of these days.

Midoriya Izuku - Deku Hybrid between fae and troll

He protects the forest and nurses all sick and wounded animals back to health, writing down the condition of trees and brushes in his notebook as he wanders for hours until he falls asleep in a moss bed beneath the stars. And though he knows his responsibility is purely to the forest, he can’t help but feel inclined to keep an eye on the little human who lives just beyond it. You’re just so cute with the way you walk the forest and sing songs you think no one hears—wearing your human clothing and living in your human abode behind walls and a door. He just finds it absolutely fascinating. 

Sometimes, you feel like there’s something following you when you walk about the forest next to your house. You’ll turn around to see a cluster of rocks and greenery you could have sworn weren’t there when you walked by—you look away before allowing yourself to think the pile looks an awfully lot similar to a larger human’s huddled form. But sometimes you hear it—the sound of stone scraping methodically, as though walking. You don’t humor the thought until you start finding his footprints outside your house, on the path to the forest—feet thrice the size of your own and sunken as though made by something very heavy.

Your legs go out from beneath you once you first see him—not like those times you’d turned around only for him to pretend to be part of the earth—this time, he’s pretending to be more like you, and it only makes it all that much worse. He’s bigger than a bear, grey-skinned with flecks that remind you of freckles and hair like fresh moss sprouts. His eyes are as green as the fox-fire fungi when night falls—glowing with nocturnal light. When you try to run, he follows suit, making the ground shake so bad it knocks you over. 

He carries you into the mountain where he lives and keeps you there from then on. After all, the part of him that’s fae has considered you his pet from the moment you took a bite of your first forest fruit. It was his gift to you whether you knew it or not, and now you’ll belong to him forever.

Todoroki Shoto Vampire

It’s an awfully boring world. Not much to do when you feel you’ve done it all twice over. The taste of blood has become stale no matter how many different types he drowns himself in at night. Sometimes, he humors the thought of setting his manor ablaze if only to watch the fire roar until the sun rears the top of the roof and finally puts him to eternal rest. But he’s been thinking about it for two or more centuries already, and he’s beginning to doubt his nerve.

Dead things can’t make vows, so he must go on as he decided to when he was still alive—that’s the curse—only another person can break it.

You seem doable enough when you stride into his manor with your little sharpened sticks and silver daggers. It’s been a while since a hunter has graced his presence. The scent of holy water makes him lick his fangs, and the nearly irresistible urge to drink you dry almost has him pouncing on you—but he knows it would be but a fleeting high unworth it in the end when he’d have to live another millennium without the warmth of the sun or another soul.

He drops down before you with grace. You have the tip of your silver dagger pointed up under his chin in the same second but get stunted by his pale porcelain face, showing no signs of aggression and rather riddled with a bleak sort of melancholy you’re not used to seeing on the godless creatures.

He simply stands there, straight-spined and high-headed, with his hands folded behind his back as though showing you respect—and then, unprompted and to your great surprise, asks if you would please make it quick and put him out of his misery.

Todoroki Touya - Dabi Hyrbid between incubi and vampire

He preys in nightclubs on those who have that mischievous glint in their eyes in dire hope their lust can match his. Every day, it’s a dozen new—he can never seem to find the right one—always starving and never sated no matter how much he gorges himself, always thirsting, always dying for more. 

Until you.

You’re but a dainty wallflower who doesn’t want to be there, but you have this scent about you—garden-fresh, like something he’s never smelled before, and his tongue yearns for a taste. He knows what it is once he gets closer to you—the opposite of sin of all things, it’s innocence, and oh, how he craves to devour it whole.

His silver tongue has had so much practice that using it on your gullible ears makes him all but drool, asking you if you’d like some fresh air. You nod your head, big eyes looking at him as though he were some sort of saint for offering. He laps it up—it’s all he can do to pace himself. But when he has you alone, it’s all over for you.

He’s going to corrupt every last piece of you until that once peachy keen taste of innocence has become an ever sweeter taste of syrupy sin. He’s going to make you exactly like him—and your tall fall from grace will leave you blasphemous and beautiful.

♡ BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA masterlist

[vampireg1rl]

PLEEAAAAHHHEEASEEUHHHHHH

look at this FINE ass specimen. look at him hes so magestic hes so pretty hes an innocent little angel. HES SO FUCKIBG HOT SOMEBODY FUCKING SEDATE ME. his jawline, the hair, eyes, his face is just so cute hes so babygirl omfg. how could anyone hate this beautiful man

[captainshindo]

weak y/n? Healing quirk y/n? Quirkless y/n?

Naaah

Thinking bout reader with Erza type quirk (aka Requip) or Mirajane type quirk(aka Take Over) :0

She clearly dominates Class 1A and beats everyone in a fight with no “I’m not strong enough” or “got to catch up with everyone else” bullshit, shes THE shit and the realest mf out there <3

She was also close to beating Aizawa during training and that made everyone crazy for her while Bakugou crashing out on the sidelines.

[with-my-calamitous-love]

thinking about shouto naming his first son touya. hear me out.

he has a lot of really complicated feelings towards his family, specifically his eldest brother. he never really knew him as a brother, more so as a murderer or a villain. any chances he had to truly know touya and not dabi had been burned away in the ashes of their childhood.

he wishes he could have done something. maybe he could have had a brother. (rip natsuo but you get what i mean)

he’s laying next to your swollen belly, his hand just gently resting overtop feeling the life inside. when he brings up the name suggestion to you, you’re quick to point out the obvious- that touya was, in fact a criminal, an arsonist, and a murderer. and shouto understands that better than anyone. however.

he doesn’t want to name his son after a criminal. no, not at all. he wants to name his son after his brother, the memory of who he was before the world ruined him. he wants to remember touya todoroki, the boy who just wanted to please his father, who was so excited about his quirk, who probably did love his family, even just a little bit.

he couldn’t save touya. he couldn’t save the life that could have been. and he’ll never fully forgive himself for that. but if he can’t save his brother, he’ll save his name.

he’s determined to.

[crematedpast]

「 hand in unlovable hand. 」

dabi x shouto with themes of an abusive, obsessive relationship.

[oneangstymotherfucker]

Shoto x Dabi hurt/comfort

Shoto never got to be human.

He was a science experiment and a means-to-an-end to his father. He was a terrible reminder to his mother. He was a pawn to Hero Society, and a soldier to his school.

Poor little Shoto never got to just be human, no one ever saw him as just a boy-

No one except his pretty big brother, who held him and kissed him and whispered in his ear-

"It's okay. It's okay little brother. I've got you."

His pretty big brother, who helped him feel safe, showed him a world of feeling - wether it was drugs or sex or alcohol or just crying in his arms on the floor of his apartment's kitchen at three in the morning after all of the above.

No one had ever said those kinds of words to him. No one had ever reassured him that it was okay, that whatever he was feeling- be it anger or lust or sadness- was okay.

But Dabi? Dabi helped him feel safe and good and then took him apart bit by bit. Dabi stripped away the hero and the soldier and even the Todoroki until Shoto was completely naked and defenseless, shaking in his bed, clinging to him like his life depended on it.

And in a way, it very much did. Because here in Dabi's arms, Shoto was real. Shoto was just a human, just a lost little boy who wanted to feel safe, to feel loved, to feel good, and to help someone else feel the same.

"You're a good boy, Sho."

Shoto held onto Dabi's arms as he caged in his head, leaning in to kiss him, erasing all of his thoughts, all of his fear, leaving him nothing but the butterflies in his stomach and Dabi's tongue in his mouth.

"I've got you."

Shoto blinked through the tears that rolled out of his eyes as Dabi filled him, too much and not enough, his mouth begging against Dabi's neck, more, please, harder, take it all away-

"It's okay."

Shoto sat on the foot of his bed, the sleeves of Dabi's jacket pulled over his fingers to keep them warm as Dabi beckoned him back under the covers, back with him, it was late, and worries could wait until morning. Shoto crawled back, slipping out of the jacket so he was naked as his brother, curling into Dabi's arms, breathing in the sweet smell of his skin, the feeling of Dabi's lips pressing little kisses all over him.

"You're good. I'mma keep you safe. I promise."

[suksatoru]

𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚

synopsis; you find a broken touya todoroki bloodied and bruised. and as a civilian with a healing quirk, you make the mistake of saving what you believed to be an innocent man.

Touya Todoroki was all alone.

He's been this way for a while now. He never expected his life to go back to the way it was before - when he was loved. So when his eyes shudder open, the feeling of someone struggling to hold him up while he is barely conscious, he immediately lunges forward to attack.

Your eyes widen as you dodge the blast of fire directed right at your face, letting out a gasp as you move out of the way - holding up the bloodied man in your arms with all your strength as his eyes finally pry open

"Don't move! You're going to bleed out, please! I'm not trying to hurt you, ok?" You desperately plead, but he lunges again - this time narrowing his piercing gaze on you as he tries again to attack you. He misses, and he realizes yes, you were right. He was, in fact, bleeding heavily.

His movements become groggy and slow, and he struggles to lift his arm once again to pry you off as he drops it in defeat. "Let go." He muttered, and you could barely decipher his words because of his raspy voice - he squeezes your arm threateningly, but it doesn't hurt because he barely has any strength left to make an impact

His eyes fight to stay open, he's digging his nails into your skin and you're saying something - but he can't hear a word.

── .✦

He wakes up an entire day later, lifting his head off the couch as he rubs the sleep from his eyes.

You freeze in the hallway, hearing a groan from your living room as you quickly rush in to see if the man in your apartment is finally awake - you've been on edge all morning for him to wake up - and now that he was, you were terrified as to what he would do.

"Where the hell am I?" He growls, and you hesitantly waver in the doorway - waiting for him to notice you.

Black hair was tousled from sleep, and he gazes down at the bandages wrapped around his arms and abdomen as a strange feeling flickers through him - who did this?

"Good morning."

His head slowly turns towards you - and you swallow the lump in your throat when he glares at you with nothing but hot, burning rage.

"Who the hell are you and what did you fucking do to me?"

You frown. Did he know you collapsed onto the floor after using every ounce of energy you had to heal his wounds? Surely not. Hopefully, he'd let you live to explain your intentions. A silent part of you is chanting please don't kill me, when his lips pull back into a scowl.

"I have a healing quirk. Please take notice to the fact that you no longer have any injuries - !" You snap, hands on your hips as he stars back in utter confusion

"Hah?"

You carefully take a step forward, moving to reach out towards his stomach to unravel the bandage - but he jerks away from you almost immediately

"The bandage. Let me take it off for you." You say, voice softer as you hover a single finger over his skin. He stares at you - the gears shifting in his mind as he moves his arms - giving you room to work.

Your touch is gentle. That's what he notices when he watches you carefully unravel the material around his waist - you're quiet. Too quiet as you stare at him with the same intensity in his gaze as he stares at you.

"Did you save me?"

You look up, finally smiling for getting the recognition you deserved for saving a total stranger

"Hell yeah I did."

── .✦

He didn't know how it happened, but he blamed everything on the fact that you were simply irresistible to him.

It's because of you - he is most definitely not in the wrong. You were completely at fault for touching him so softly and speaking so sweetly. He should've jumped out of your window the moment he regained his strength - but you kept him stuck there with that smile.

He was stuck on that damn couch for nearly a week, with you spooning him soup and chatting his ear off.

"See, I was just trying to get my groceries. Then, a guy beat half to death is thrown out at my feet from an alleyway! Did you know I dropped half of my bags trying to pick you up? Oh! Speaking of groceries, I'm going shopping for some today. Do you want anything?"

He sinks further into the couch, silent and still glaring at you.

You blink back, feeding your 'patient' another spoonful of soup as he swallows down the hot meal greedily

"Soba." He finally mumbles, and he doesn't miss the way your entire face brightens at his words - he hadn't spoken a word all day, and the fact that he had some sort of a preference for what food he ate made you realize you could make his recovery process the slightest bit easier.

He'd became accustomed to eating your cooking over the years. Even when he'd come back from missions hours after he'd promised he'd be back - he'd find you sitting at the table, cold food plated beside you while you fell asleep waiting for him to come home to you.

He blamed you for a lot of things he couldn't control - he blamed you for making him soft, turning his heart to putty and welding the broken pieces back together. He wanted to hate you sometimes for how you had changed his perspective on things - things he had been taught to hate.

"Touya."

His eyes flutter open, and you hover over him with a smile as he let's out a groan of annoyance

"What do you want?" He mumbles, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling back into his spot between your shoulder and neck

"Get up sleepy head!" You whine, trying to pull him off of you as he nestles further into your embrace - pressing an open mouthed kiss onto your chin that has you squirming beneath him

"No." He mumbles with a small smile on his lips. His words were muffled against your skin as you gently cradle his cheek

"Shigaraki said we need to go."

Right. It wasn't too long after he met you that he introduced you to the league - insisting you were a valuable asset. Asset. That's all you were - nothing but a piece in his puzzle to getting his revenge on the past. So why was he sleeping in your bed every night, holding you and running his fingers up and down your spine while promising a better future?

He was conflicted - one part of him seemed content with running off with you and finding a quiet little house on top of a hill somewhere far away from the world, making it a home where the two of you could live out the rest of your lives in peace.

And another part of him wanted to push everyone away - including you, to achieve his plans. Create a future where the fragments of his past did not exist. Like a world where his father is erased.

He was losing you - so slowly as he descended into madness.

He failed to notice you too were falling apart.

── .✦

How many times had Touya said he'd be home before midnight? Well, just about every night.

Sometimes he wouldn't come home for days, leaving you stuck at the Leagues hideout for too long - letting your mind wander and come up with all sorts of possibilities.

You had found Touya during a dark part of your life - when you were rejected by your family and kicked out, forced to live your teenage years in a dangerous town simply because it was the only way you could survive.

Touya made those years a little easier.

"Where were you?"

He freezes in the doorway. You can see the muscles in his back tense as he sighs, turning to you with tired eyes as he meets your heartbroken gaze

"I told you not to wait up for me anymore."

You step forward, tears threatening to spill as you reach for his arms - he jerks back, but you tug his sleeve up to reveal new burns on his once supple and soft pale skin.

Your eyes brim with tears as you shake your head - crying out why as his lips pull back into a growl

"Don't you dare cry - "

"You're hurting yourself!"

It was the same argument every time, the one thing you two could never agree on. He told you he needed to do this. You told him he didn't - but he never listened. He's always been so stubborn - even when he was a little kid.

Touya would regret not seeing what he truly needed had been right in front of him the entire time.

He's falling apart - and you were struggling to hold the pieces together as he ruined himself beyond repair.

── .✦

Keigo Takami was the hero Dabi had been so hell bent on recruiting, the one who would look at you with a sadness you didn't understand.

"He's losing himself. I just want him to stop." You confessed one day, and Hawks could only lift a hand to swipe the tears rolling down your pink cheeks as his wings spread out to wrap around your trembling figure

He didn't know what to say.

── .✦

After he loses his fight against his family, you realize Touya, Dabi - whatever he was, is gone.

He disappeared without a trace. Leaving everything - the League, his family, you, behind.

After being told he was almost certainly dead, you realize all those years ago when you believed you saved Touya - you were wrong.

It didn't matter how many times you pieced that broken boy back together - when it was you falling apart, he had left the shattered renments on the ground and walked away.

a/n; i have an idea for part two in mind! lmk if u guys want one 🤗 plz don't be mad at me for this i was in a teehee mood! :(

[thehouseofurmotha]

Shouto Tododoki who rlly like to spend money on you head cannons! Rlly short but I hope you like them!

• This man LOVES to spoil you. Seeing your face light up when he buys you something you've wanted is like the strongest drug to him.

• He's ready to drop thousands a day on whatever you want. Food? Ordered. A shopping trip? Put your shoes on and let's go. A spa day? He's reserving a 12 hour session for you at the best Spa Japan has to offer.

• He can struggle accepting physical touches, as well as struggle to express what he wants in words. So what he can't express that way he certainly can with his dad's credit card.

• Will drop a dress off that he saw you eyeing at the mall the other day, and bring you on the best date you've ever been on.

• it's very obvious that his main form of love is gift giving. Even though he spends a lot of money on you, he also likes to give you things he made, or found that remind him of you. And you accept them with the same grateful smile that you do anytime he gets you something's.

• so basically this man just wants you to be happy, and if buying you whatever you want can help do that, he's all for it.

I hope you enjoyed! requests are open for one shots and head cannons! Happy reading <3

[kikyoupdates]

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[crushmeeren]

﴾ Trying something new! Everyone is aged up/18+.

Master List Link

﴾ Texting the boys and telling them it’s their fault your back hurts.

Note; written with FEM READER in mind, but I think Eijirou is the only one who says baby girl and Shouto mentions you being Fuyumi’s sister in law. If these suck I’m sorry I tried my best. (✿◠‿◠)

❥ ❥ Bakugou Katsuki

❥ ❥ Todoroki Shouto

❥ ❥ Kirishima Eijirou

❥ ❥ Todoroki Touya

[blondieeu]

"Black wives are for grown folk." todoroki s.

to me, shoto screams the “black wives are for grown folk” thing going on right now.

shoto first understood it while attending a jazz themed party that was thrown by the agency for someone’s quirk. when he saw you in the corner of the room he knew he needed to come up to you with his best game, come up respectful.

"excuse me ma'am? you look timeless in that dress."

he's older now, in his early 30’s and he’s killing it as #3 hero. his rebellious face is long gone and he’s accomplished so much in the past twenty years, as well as being married!

i can see him being married to a dark skinned woman who knows how to handle herself well, independence being so sexy to him. she’s got this beautiful fro that covers half her face and she’s always wearing a pretty maroon colored lipstick.

and he takes you outttttt, since you've been with him you've visited france, nigeria, rome, the bahamas, trinidad and tobago, bora bora, the whole europe in general, one time he even took you to puerto rico!

whenever the two of you go out onto the red carpet for pictures, he's got a hand around your waist that's unmoving and even from time to time fixing your fro since over the years of being together you taught him how to do your hair.

if someone talks to his wife a certain way, he's very quick to correct them or even scold them because "a women with such beauty shouldn't be spoken to so casually and should be treated with respect." as he says. even if it's the reporters, interviewers, shoto wouldn't even have cared if it was his father.

"so todoroki, with your career at its peak whats something you and your woman-"

"my wife."

"um, yeah sorry. your wife, are looking forward to?"

"children"

blondieeu xx