#enji x oc

[almaadst]

Commission for @kittifer (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) It's like renaissance for me if it comes to MHA commission haha Aside from any opinions on Enji - he is a fine ❤️‍🔥DILF❤️‍🔥 This art was made to be a phone home screen so if you are interested in personalized art like this check my info below ⬇️ Other: Commission info Todoroki and S/I Hawks and V

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[aheckinmess]

Character Calamity!

[sinaliciousposts]

I confess, I've been rewatching a lot of My Hero Academia and finally finished season 6. Aaaaaaand I can't help myself. I am an Endeavor fangirl. I don't know why, but maybe I just like the most complex characters that in reality are emotionally unavailable. Who knows?

So I tried something knew to write about. An inner monologue of him realizing that he fell in love with another pro hero, before he became our No. 1 and started his redemption arc.

(In my mind Rei also divorced the shit out of him. I would have if I'd been in her shoes, just to protect my kids from the maniac.)

Struggles

Why is this happening? This is ridiculous. I don't have time for this. I'm supposed to be focused on becoming the number one hero, surpassing All Might. But every time I see her, every time she smiles in my direction, it's like something shifts within me.

Love? No, that's absurd. Love is for the weak, for those who can afford to lose focus. I have responsibilities, a legacy to build and uphold. I can't let myself be distracted by silly emotions.

And yet, there's that nagging feeling, that flutter in my chest everytime she's near. Damn it, this is frustrating. Why can't I control myself like I do in battle? Why do my thoughts become a chaotic mess when it comes to her?

Maybe it's just admiration. She's a competent hero, dedicated and strong. Perhaps I've mistaken respect for something more. I can't afford to be vulnerable, not after all the times I've fallen short of my own expectations. I can't and won't allow myself to disappoint myself again over a foolish notion.

But... I've seen the way she looks at me. The way she listens to me, even when I'm not speaking. Is it possible that she... no, that's wishful thinking. You damn fool, get yourself together.

And yet, I can't escape this pull. It's like an undertow, dragging me into uncharted waters. I've built walls around myself for so long, to protect myself from exposing my weaknesses. Love is just another weakness, isn't it?

But what if it's not? What if letting someone in doesn't make me weaker, but stronger? What if I just could learn to accept that I'm not perfect, that I've made mistakes, that I have flaws?

Damn it, this is infuriating. I can't let myself be swayed by emotions, but... I can't ignore them either. Perhaps, for now, I'll postpone this decision. I'll keep my distance and regain control over my thoughts again.

-Ding-

Wait, a text? From her? What does she want? "Hey, are you free tonight?"

Maybe... maybe it's time to take a chance. To see where this path leads. This is just another challenge I meet head-on, right? If she's willing to accept me, flaws and all, then maybe... just maybe... it's worth it.

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I hope you liked it. Don't know if I got his character right, but I tried.

Thanks for reading :)

[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

[fatkish]

I can’t get this idea out of my head so I’m gonna share it and feel free to use it. We know that Heteromorphs (people with mutant quirks) can have a very diverse appearance and abilities. Well my idea is kinda NSFW-ish, so here it is: a living armor quirk. Basically the character has a shapeshifting and transformation ability that allows them to become a living bodysuit that can protect whoever wears them. For example: if someone was wearing them, the wearer could ask the character to grow wings so they can fly. Since the character would have to be touching the skin of whoever is wearing them it can get kinda steamy.

The character is basically made up of microscopic wires and strings that weave together to make up their body. These wires can be bulletproof, fireproof and other proofs but it would depend on how healthy they are in mind, body and spirit. If they’re sick for instance, they won’t be able to hold themselves together enough to protect the wearer. The character can control each individual microscopic wire and re-weave them around the wearer’s body. The reader would of course need to eat and drink just like anybody else but their body is evolved to digest quickly and turn excess food and nutrients into energy. (So basically they don’t need to shit as much, since any excess materials they consume are quickly broken down and stored as fat or excess wire for when they take on damage and need to repair themselves)

The NSFW part and the part i can’t stop thinking about is how heroes who have the character as a sidekick would more than likely wear the character as opposed to their hero suits.

Imagine Aizawa learns about this character and decides that having them transform into a suit for him would be time saving and more practical. This would mean that Aizawa would only wear the absolute bare necessities since the character only has so much wire to work with. This also means that the character can feel every part of the wearer’s body. Which means the character can feel Aizawa’s dick and has to wrap themselves around it to support it. Now Aizawa could wear his regular suit over the character and just use them as an added layer of protection.

Or Endeavor hears about this character and decides that they would be perfect for him. We all have seen how big he is in height and musculature. This would mean the character has more space to cover making the suit thinner compared to someone like Aizawa. Now since the character has the ability to be fireproof Endeavor’s flames won’t hurt them but they can get really hot. (Imagine if endeavor had the character become a jockstrap or cup like article to help hide his bulge)

Or how about Dabi? What if he had the character act as a second layer of skin? Overtime the character would be able to build up a resistance to Dabi’s flames kind of like exposure therapy. Now Dabi basically wears them all the time since they help keep him from burning his skin.

And what about Edgeshot? With his quirk the reader would be the perfect sidekick (or should I say sidestick) literally, because the reader would be worn by him and literally be as his side.

Basically I’m a horny mess and I just want hot dudes to use me

[artmaruu]

Tasty Enji Todoroki ❤️‍🔥🧸❤️‍🔥

🚫Don't use/ don't repost🚫

[greycloudsinwinter]

OPEN TO REQUESTS

Masterlist ❤️❤️

Will write yandere only

Acotar

Twilight

Hobbit

House of dragons

Game of thrones

Pride and prejudice

Monsters

Bridgerton

Lord of the rings

Cruel prince

Oc’s

The bear

Haikyuu

Naruto

Beaststars

Fantastic beasts and where to find them

Bridget jones diary

Series of unfortunate events

Twisted wonderland

Record of ragnarok

Wednesday

Rocky balboa films

Peaky blinders

Kingdom of heaven

Historical characters

[summercreolefanfictioner]

the scent wafts in, her name making him beg on his knees chap 1.2

pairing: dabi / todoroki touya x fem!oc / reader (MODERN AU)

summary: He mentions her name after 6 months in therapy, absentmindedly narrating vivid memories of her. She was the only good thing during his darkest times.

(In which Touya returns home after rebelling against his family for 7 years. And no, it wasn't about forgiveness. He wanted to fix himself because of a certain someone.)

themes: nsfw, domestic abuse, violence, alcoholism, cigarette smoking, toxic relationships, mental health, co-dependency and other related themes (YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED)

notes: for this one, pls keep in mind that touya didn't have much scars on his face; mostly are on his body to accomodate the plot; charas might be ooc since this is modern au

It was after 4 days that he finally revealed about the Todoroki family, the scandalous story of Enji Todoroki, and the abuse they have endured in his hands based on what he had experienced until 19. To be honest, everything wasn't really how they started. Touya grew up seeing Enji so proud of him, prancing him around as his firstborn, the one who will continue his dream of being the number one corporation in Japan with the best workforce and highest earning. Touya was actually more excited to learn more about business at a young age, studying how money worked through stock exchange games and trying to beat his father through crossword puzzles.

Then the next year, Fuyumi was born, and they were almost the same age, separated by months. One could even say she became his twin, and they shared the same room, the same bed, the same food, the same unisex clothes, the same words—just not the appearance and gender. When it was just the two of them, they somewhat understood each other even if Fuyumi sometimes find him annoying because of his silly pranks.

As he tells this to his therapist, he realizes a shocking truth.

Their family was okay back then. There were a lot of good times, and he had a hunch Fuyumi was the one who remembered most of them when it was supposed to be him, the oldest of the bunch. That's why it was a lot easy for her to forgive him. That's why she hoped so much for him to come back.

His favorite memory was of Fuyumi asking him to create a large drawing of the four of them because she wanted to give something to them. She was holding the same blue flowers their mother liked, and after everything was done, the two siblings met their parents at the living area where they were having tea. Enji ruffled Fuyumi's hair and told her to wash her hands after, noticing the dirt around her hands and in her fingernails. Meanwhile, Rei giggled melodiously, her laughter making Touya embarrassed as she patted his head. They were all happy. Everyone was happy.

When did everything go wrong?

"I think it was when... when Father found me pushing myself so hard because I was so devastated at my achievements that he had enough of me," Touya continued. "Whenever things won't go my way, I tend to neglect my body's capabilities. I stay up all night. I don't eat until I get the equation right. There were times when at a young age, I ripped my hair so bad due to stress. They manifested so bad that I resorted to violence."

A child who throws a violent tantrum. Torn apart posters of comic characters. Ruined picture frames and shattered glasses. Fearful eyes halting in time and unable to stop him from overworking himself. Scattered test papers with scores of 99, 98, 97, and 96 flooded all over like a burning reminder.

"I should've listened to Mother and Fuyumi-chan when they told me to have fun instead."

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After two weeks, the therapist had the guts to ask him about Natsuo and Shouto. He used to evade questions about his two brothers, usually opting for silence or quickly dismissing the man with answers like, "I don't want to talk about them," or "It's not good." The therapist thought maybe Touya would never be able to discuss things about them, but he knew he had to bring them to the table. After all, the eldest Todoroki had mentioned before that seeing them born had been the small flicker of fire that burned their family down.

"Father thinks me and Fuyumi-chan were failures; it doesn't mean Natsu-kun wasn't either," Touya started, remembering the infant Natsuo and his cries ringing around the Todoroki household. Of course, disappointment was etched again in Enji's face, realizing that Natsuo did not live up to his expectations.

Touya could hear his familiar sigh in head, the way he was stoic but Natsuo was trying his hardest to please him. It broke Touya's heart, the way he could only watch his two siblings casted aside like him, thrown away like a garbage because their potential were wasted. In Enji's eyes, they weren't his children; they were experiments with his wife.

"His masterpiece was my younger brother, Shouto," he concluded.

"Do you hate Shouto?" the therapist asked.

Touya could only shrug, not clearly having a definition of what he felt towards his youngest brother. True, he felt so many things about his brother. He was the bane of his existence, after all. He despised him the day he was born, and yet he felt guilty the moment baby Shouto wrapped his stubby hand around his long finger, cooing at the warmth as he opened his heterochromatic eyes and gazed at him cutely. That day, Touya instantly felt a responsibility as his oldest brother, but at the same time, there was bitterness. He knew the youngest would be Enji's favorite; he just knew it, with the way he watched him all this time while he thinks he's not aware.

It will never be Shouto's fault that they weren't the favorites; but blaming him was so easy Touya could get away with it.

Shouto was unyielding, though; confused as to why Touya didn't like him but still trying his bestest to get along with him. He would trail behind him, meekly asking him to play with him, to ask their father if he could play with them for a bit because he wanted to be like the other kids and play. "You should be grateful he's spending time with you," Touya snarked at him, not speaking the next words. Because he wouldn't do that with us; with me. Of course, Shouto was so pure-hearted he just replied him with, "But being with Touya-nii and the others is a lot better. You all get to play other than study."

But studying and being the best was the only thing that kept Touya driving; it would be his downfall, though. Enji found out what he did to himself, knew from his teachers about his wellbeing. Touya goes to school with deep eyebags. Touya gets sulky about his grades. He snaps at the other kids at school. He almost got into a fight with another classmate for trying to cheer him up with his grades. And the next thing, Touya will be dragged to the hallway and Enji would not hesitate to slap sense in his face, disappointment and anger in his face as he beat Touya up for bringing shame to the family, for acting all so childish over some silly grades.

This was his usual routine. His parents would fight. His siblings will help him up to his feet. Fuyumi-chan will take the first aid kit and tend to his bruises. Natsuo-kun will try to shield Shouto away from the scene even though the youngest was already crying his eyes out, not wanting to see him hurt so bad. Don't cry for me, Shouto. Don't be that way with me. I hate you. I hate you the most. Please, don't be like that.

Afterwards, he would play the good son card, would keep his bursting feelings in check, watch over everything he would say and play right in Enji's palm. He needed his approval again, even if the attention was all showered on Shouto. It was damn frustrating, suffocating him the more he watched Shouto endure the beatings as he treated the three of them like nothing. At that moment, Touya wanted nothing to do with Shouto. If he did, he might unleash all these intrusive thoughts.

Fate was a trickster, and Touya would always find Shouto pleading for help, especially to him of all people. "Touya-nii, save me! Please!" It kept repeating like a broken record, haunting him in his dreams. The wet streaks. The runny nose. His tight fisting on his shirt. The way he would hiss his name. The eyes that cried so many times. Touya will never give in; a lie he told so many times.

Touya did give in, and without much thought. Shouto brought back those feelings he wanted; how it felt so happy that someone needed so much from him. He liked it. He felt appreciated. He felt blessed. He felt so free Shouto had no idea how much Touya wanted this for so long. That's why Touya tutored Shouto in secret, teaching him a thing or two about business, about stock exchange, about the Todoroki family, about the Endeavor Corp.—heck, he even laid down the basics of algebra and science on him, ensuring Shouto would be able to comprehend everything at the age of 5 and 6. It wasn't the same as when Enji acknowledged him, but for Touya, this was enough.

Enji knew about it, of course, and he didn't mind... at first. After all, he thought Touya was just helping his brother learn, keeping his mouth shut as he let them be. This aggravated Touya, pushing him slightly to the edge.

"The least he could do was acknowledge me," Touya stated bitterly to his therapist, remembering how Enji praised Shouto's performance instead of telling him how good of an older brother he was.

"So you used Shouto's kindness, is that it?" the therapist clarified.

Touya nodded. "But sometimes, I pity him. I felt those things only an older brother would feel."

There was a palpable tension as Touya gripped his knees to even out his breathing. The memories were getting more vivid than ever he swore it happened yesterday? Or the other day? But he was a lot younger back then. He was 14 when it happened, and he felt his bruises and scars getting more painful, his skin shivering from a certain coldness. Maybe it was Enji's eyes on him. The same eye color he and Shouto shared. He didn't know. He didn't care.

"Sekoto Peak," he mumbled in a trance, flashes of memories where Shouto held his hand and gazed at the view below him.

"Touya-nii, this is where you go often? It's so cool here!"

"Sometimes, I sleep here under the stars."

"R-Really? Do you bring Fuyumi-nee and Natsu-nii here?"

"I haven't."

"Let's go here, the four of us."

"..."

"Please?"

"I'll see what I can do."

"I couldn't bring them all," Touya admitted, gripping his head to force himself to remember. The therapist recorded his responses through his notes as he muttered everything in a fast pace. "I tried to make a plan. I brought Shouto there a few times without anyone knowing. I asked Natsuo and Fuyumi for help. Before we could all go, Father found out. I couldn't speak. I couldn't fight. I was hit by the bokken. They were all crying. Mother tried to protect me but Father slapped her. I could feel his kick and punch in my gut."

"... did he—"

"No. NO. HE WASN'T DONE!" Touya gulped nervously, imagining the scars on his body burning. "They were hot on my skin. It burned my flesh. I couldn't move. I cried and cried and cried. I begged for him to stop. I want him to stop. The hot iron. Everything. I want the world to stop. I couldn't become the son he wanted. I couldn't be Shouto's big brother. I couldn't give them everything."

And when he ended the story, that was when Touya finally cried, sobbing as fuck. He couldn't care about the world or the pitiful gazes. The boy cried so much from bearing all the sins he didn't do.

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Touya spent a few months in isolation, his thoughts circling around his childhood and all the painful memories. When he was alone, he would write them all down, narrating that one moment in his and Natsuo's shared bedroom where Shouto secretly snuck in and apologized over and over. He kept blaming himself for Touya's pain. Everything was his fault that Touya was hurt so bad, and Touya wanted to agree. It was true, though. He hurt when he was born. He hurt when he got all the glory. He hurt when he became Enji's pride.

He just went silent about it.

Why did he?

It was never Shouto's fault.

"Shouto," he whispered, his hand reaching out to ruffle his hair despite the searing pain in his arms. There was a weak smile gracing his lips, bruised and battered yet patched up clumsily by a crying Fuyumi. "As I thought, I couldn't be your good older brother. Not anymore."

(Touya never knew but after a few years following his rebellion, Shouto went to Sekoto Peak and stared at the same view Touya admired so much, slept under the stars when everything became too much, and wished the four of them could be there together.)

ps. I removed the last part and placed it on the next chap in case y'all confused bcos the post is too long to read

next chap

masterlist

[mintshrooom]

Fuyumi’s scary girlfriend🦂(Fuyumi X Miyuki)

[takami-flock]

First Chapter of my new fanfic “The Fear Within us All” has been published!

It is canon divergence of FoY by @sleepwalkersqueen starring her OC’s, BNHA characters and some of mine as well.

I’m so excited to finally post it, I’ve been working on it forever now! 🥹

[almaadst]

I am currently working on art for the phone home screen with Enji and S/I 💕

Commission info

[aheckinmess]

My Hero Academia: Which Fanfic?

[glysaturn]

i love the idea of both genji and cass being trans so much bc it tickles me just the right way, that there are these two guys who look so different yet they're both trans. really drills in that fact that a trans person, in this case a trans guy, can look like literally anything. it sparks joy and all that. yippee. transgenderism

[airanke]

Ch 426 if Abiteth was involved.

Rough storyline under the cut.

Abiteth is let into whatever facility Touya is being kept in because she's an upstanding hero. She feigns her death at Touya's hands, and her family (quirk shenanigans led to them being undetected) murder anyone who comes across them. Due to more quirk shenanigans, the video feed for the area is largely corrupted. Security will only see what Abiteth's family wants them to see.

She asks Touya how much time he can give her, and he tells her a week, to which she states "that is more than enough" and smuggles him out of Japan to Germany. They are there for a week. They spend time together. Hawks and Enji are losing their SHIT back in Japan trying to figure out where Touya is and how he got out. Also yes Abiteth has more family shenanigans that is what gets her out of Japan and into the air before the heroes find out that anything has happened (canonically to her story, her cousin is Germany's #1 hero ✌️)

After caring for Touya in Germany (yes caring for him in every way because his body is LITERALLY DYING, and Touya asks her if being his caretaker disgusts her, to which she replies, "no. It is you and your body, and I love you and your body"). They talk. They see the aurora. They are intimate one last time*. At the end of the week, Touya tells Abiteth that he's ready and she prepares to fly him back to Japan. Touya's last words to her are, "I think I love you." He passes away in her arms. Abiteth never cried in front of him and she has a good long cry on the plane.

Hawks at this point did realize that Abiteth was not dead and goes to the airport with Enji/Rei after he's informed that a plane is landing in which the pilot openly stated they were "returning with Deviore and some special cargo". Abiteth has a cruel smile on her face when she disembarks from the plane with Touya's body in her arms.

She allows Hawks/Enji/Rei to be present for the funeral but insists on digging Touya's grave on her own until she can't uphold her facade anymore and she asks her father for help (he, her uncles, and her brother step in to help). Abiteth cries over Touya's corpse and pleads: “I want him back. Give him back to me. Give him back to me.”

After Touya is buried, Abiteth has some choice words for Hawks/Enji and then puts on her new mask, which is embedded with Touya's jaw and teeth, at which point she states the above AND pulls the Frankenstein pose.

*it is not specified how much of Touya's body remains intact, so I'm going with him having one functional arm and most of his body, but he looks very much like a burnt and then frozen corpse for the most part. Anyway this whole thing is like 17 pages long roughly and still going and I was gonna' draw it out but that'll take me years so you get this preview and a rough run-down instead.

Also Abiteth is pregnant BUT BUT BUT!! She is already at least two months along (not quite at the point of obviously showing her pregnancy) and she conceived BEFORE she stole Touya's dying body away to Germany.

[plimchi]

fantasy AU or something, for Halloween?

[lily-de-wakabayashi]

New drawing with my Night-Fire Shipping! Enji Todoroki/Endeavor, from My Hero Academia, and Azure Bourgeois/Nuit, my OC 🔥❤️🌌

This drawing is a remake of the first one I made of these two, back in the distant year of 2022. In this scene, Azure confesses to Enji that she is in love with him and kisses him, despite knowing that he cannot reciprocate her feelings. When I made the first drawing, I still did not have this scene well defined, but now I have developed it in my fanfic "No digas que me amas", written in Spanish and published on my Wattpad, FanFiction and Ao3 accounts 💖

I needed to make an update to fix Azure's hairstyle and some other details about her that already changed, like her nail color, hair clip, and earrings, plus Enji's anatomy was too disproportionate 😅

Ahh, it's been a long time from "I'm never going to draw them together" to "they're my new obsession now" 😁😂🙈