#fuck enji todoroki

[izayumi-chan]

Kinda traumatizing but it's good

Experiment 184

Harpy Hawks x Scientist! Reader

Sequel - Crimson Pride

Warnings - yandere vibes but not really, forced breeding (for science <,<), non/dubcon, a needle is used once (1), ovipositor and oviposition(eggs), scummy company shenanigans, bondage and a voyeuristic Enji

Taglist - @mandalorian-baby-bird , @stainedglass-wings

“Another day, another dead intern. We do have a sign up on subject 184’s habitat that only females are allowed in, right?” You ask the only other main scientist as you waltz into the shared office space. “Yes, Nobara had posted it the same day we made that little ‘discovery’ but you know how these interns they hire are. They’re overeager kids who think if they figure out something no one else did then they’ll be set for life or something like that.” Shota’s tired voice answers back as you pass him his usual coffee, triple shot espresso with two sugars. “How’s the subject doing anyway? He always gets so grouchy after we have to sedate him.” You complain while your always tired co-worker pulls up a live camera feed.

“You tell me. Seems he’s been doing that since he was sedated so we could get the kid’s corpse out.” He tells you as you lean closer to look at the feed. Subject 184, or at least what you can see of him through the thick canopy, is flying up to the dome and trying to scratch the glass…again. “See, this is why I don’t like newbies having access to the habitat. Now I have to calm him down before we do anything else.” You whine as you collapse into your chair.

“Or we could just try to train him with the cloth again. He’s part bird, so it could work this time.” You glare at him while he settles into his chair, life sustaining coffee in hand. “Yes but unlike birds, he has an unreasonably high intelligence. Not to mention the way things ended last time we tried it, Dr. Usagiyama is still paying for therapy for the intern that went to check on him. Poor girl, hopefully guys like scars.” Shota chuckles and leans back in his chair.

“Don’t know about that but I’ll bet you lunch that the moment you step in, he’ll calm down and act like he’s the victim.” You stare at him and just turn to face your computer as you start your morning paperwork. “I don’t like bets that I know I’ll lose.”

~*~

Subject or experiment 184, depending on who’s asking for details, was a creature that had been found by your company’s founder Enji Todoroki on one of his excursions to some remote island. Supposedly the creature had nearly taken out the whole group until Mr. Todoroki had subdued the young creature, and now 19 years later you’re one of the only scientists left from the original team of 10. Now due to the creature, that team of 10 has been reduced to 3 with a fleet of interns to act as fodder for the creature’s talons and teeth.

When you originally joined, you were just a recent college graduate that had earned an internship in the prestigious Todoroki Group and you had been told you’d be doing grunt work for a special project. You were so excited that you didn’t even think to read the papers you were signing that said until you either died or suffered extreme injury that you could not leave the company or breathe a word of the project to anyone outside of the project about it.

You spent your time as an intern just logging meal times and reactions to different foods, the speed the creature always devoured meat and especially chicken was always a little terrifying. It wasn’t until you had rushed in to try and save a fellow intern from the creature’s talons that you found yourself catapulted into your role as it’s caregiver.

You were supposed to go home after feeding the subject, but the screeching and screaming coming from the habitat made you run into the glass dome without thinking to call for backup. You were greeted by the sight of the poor intern’s face cut and his shoulders were slashed, despite all that you focused on the adolescent creature that stood above him with his crimson wings stretched out to seem more intimidating than need be.

“Get away from him! Back!” You ordered the creature, your heart pumping loud enough to sound more like part of a drum than an organ. To your surprise, he listened and stepped back as you took more confident steps toward him and the injured intern.

After that day, he refused to listen to anyone but you. So the head of the study, Dr. Rumi Usagiyama, decided to see how long you’d last as the creature’s tutor, playmate, and food bringer. You’ve been able to last four years so far, but you really can’t help but wonder when will he finally snap and kill or maim you too?

~*~

Shaking your head free of your thoughts and memories of the past four years, you stand up with a loud yawn and stretch your stiff arms out. “Well I guess I should go check on him. Are you able to see what he’s doing right now?” You turn to Shota as you take your lab coat off and hang it over your chair. “No, he’s been keeping out of sight of the cameras for the past hour. Be careful going in there, the second you think you’re in danger just leave.” “Got it dad.” You roll your eyes and head out into the hallway, taking your time getting to the habitat.

‘Yesterday I went over how killing others is bad and I don’t approve of it, but I guess I’ll have to go over it again today. Maybe I’ll go over personal space too, he seems to always want to sit right next to me.’ You sigh and greet the security guards at the steel door to the habitat as you’re patted down before entering. The first thing you notice when you enter the rainforest-esque habitat is the damn humidity and the second is the number of bright red feathers everywhere you look.

‘Maybe he’s molting? It could explain his increased aggression. Something to check for, at least.’ You step further in and cup your hands around your mouth. “Keigo!” You call out and look around for the feathered bird man. You jump when feathered arms wrap around you and a nose is nuzzled into the back of your neck. “Keigo, no. You don’t sneak up on people.” You gently scold him as you put your hands on his arms and wait for him to move.

“Miss you, couldn’t help. Need show you.” Instead of simply letting go of you, he tugs on your wrist and tries to drag you deeper into the manufactured forest. “Keigo, we ask our friends if they want to go somewhere.” He stops trying to drag you off and pouts as he pivots back to face you. “Please come see. Better?” You nod and let him guide you to whatever he wanted to show you.

Despite his high intelligence and how quickly he grasped your language, he still prefers communicates with low pitched ���peeps’ and chirps with others. A part of you believes it all to be him putting on a show to appear less intelligent, which has tricked interns and other scientists in the past into dropping their guard around him.

You observe your surroundings as you’re dragged to your destination and notice that you’ve only passed one of the twenty cameras in the habitat. Whatever it is that he wants to show you, he’s managed to build it completely away from the view of the cameras and the viewing platform at the southern edge of the habitat.

He stops just in front of a large jelutong tree, in fact you’d argue it’s the largest and fullest one in the habitat, and you turn your head as you look for whatever it is he wanted to show you. “Okay to fly?” He asks as he kneels in front of you. “Oh okay, just be careful Keigo.” You tell him as you climb onto his back and carefully wrap your arms around his neck, being considerate of his neck plumage. He stands and jumps before taking off, soaring up into the tree in just a few seconds and landing on a thick branch before a giant nest.

“Here, built for you.” He says as he kneels in the large wooden and feather covered nest to let you down. “You did a good job.” You compliment him as you study the well built nest.

It was probably about 28 feet wide and 20 or maybe even 22 feet deep. It also was extremely well built; made up of woven leaves, sticks and discarded feathers while more leaves and feathers were used to act as filler for the deep nest. It was also settled in the crook of several thick branches while canopied from above and had a near perfect view of the forest below.

“Well let’s sit.” You pat the spot next to you and he immediately sits, well more like flops, down next to you and wraps his larger back wings around the two of you. “Today, I want to talk about other people and how to treat them.” You push his blonde head away from your bosom as he drapes himself over you. “Which includes giving people their personal space. Keigo, I do not want you to touch me unless I say it’s okay.” You explain as you scoot away, but he just tilts his head and follows you.

“No, stay in your space. This here,” you hold your hands in front of you and literally keep him at arm’s length, “is how far I want you to stay back. If you can do that then I’ll brush your feathers out later.” You could almost swear stars appeared in his golden hued eyes as he nodded and backed away from you. “Good job, now stay there. Why did you attack the intern that came in last night?” Immediately his good mood turns sour and he leans back and crosses his arms.

“Strangers don’t belong. Only you and Bunny and Enji.” You stifle a laugh and sigh at his possessiveness of his ‘territory’. “Keigo, it’s okay for others to come in sometimes. They’re just checking on you or your food supply. No one else wants to take your territory from you, they just want to know you’re okay.” You explain as his face just turns more and more sour.

You wonder if he’s even listening to you as you try to talk to him about societal etiquette, like how murdering others is very bad, and the beeping on your wrist lets you know two hours has already gone by.

“Alright, I need to get going soon. First though, since you were good and gave me my space then I’ll brush your feathers out. You can come closer now, Keigo.” You lean back slightly as he bolts over to you and turns around and extends his wings.

You reach your hands up to the base of his enormous wings and run your hands down to the tips, collecting any stray or loose feathers and setting them aside. It’s quiet between you two as you card your fingers through the soft down gently and he all but melts with your touch.

“Please stay. I don’t want you to leave.” He mutters when you finish and give him a light nudge to try and get him off your lap. “I’ll come back in a few hours. I have to go back or others will come in here to try and get me out.” He grunts and stands, meanwhile you stretch your arms out before standing as well.

“I’ll be back with lunch, do you want chicken or pork today?” You ask him as you climb onto his back and wait for him to finish his descent to the ground. “Whatever you like. Food is food, I just want to eat with you.” If you were new to being his caretaker, you’d be a flustered stuttering mess. He says this everyday though so the magic has kinda worn off by this point.

“Alright, I’ll be back with some chicken then. Be good and don’t attack anyone.” You tell him as you hop off his back and head towards the thick security door. You throw him one last wave as the door hisses open and walk through, just missing the dark look on his face as the door shuts behind you.

~*~

“Everything went okay in there? I lost you on the cameras until you two appeared at the end of your visit.” You jump as Shota creeps up behind you. “Don’t scare me like that, old man! Yeah, he just showed me a nest he had made. I am concerned that he knows where all the cameras are though, but I know if we add more then he’ll just figure out where those are.” You sigh and lean against the plain concrete wall behind you.

“Why do I get the feeling that he’s going to try and escape one of these days? It doesn’t help that everything lately feels like a Jurassic Park movie.” You snort and turn to the older man with a quirked eyebrow. “With two major differences; we’ve got one creature to contain and he’s somewhat human and can be reasoned with. Last I checked, dinosaurs can’t be reasoned with.” You grin and walk beside him on your way back to the office.

“You’re wrong; you’re the only one that can reason with him. Even the boss and Rumi can’t get him to do what they say. Look, I just think you need to be more careful considering his attachment to you. I’m heading out early for the day, take care of yourself.” He walks off once you reach the shared office space. “Why does everyone say that? He’s listened to Dr Usagiyama before, I think.” You mumble to yourself as you begin to open the door but pause when you hear the company’s founder and the head of your project talking inside.

“Is he stable enough to be tested on? Just yes or no.” “It’s not as simple as a yes or no answer, Enji! Yes; he’s strong and resilient enough to handle testing, but he doesn’t actually listen to anyone. You’ve seen the reports of dead or fatally wounded interns, haven’t you? Imagine if he refused to cooperate with some of the tests and lashed out? You’d have more than just a few dozen dead interns to deal with.”

“Then make him stable enough. Drug him if you have to, I don’t care. I just want results and an answer to whether or not we can move forward.” You hear Dr Usagiyama scoff and you can’t help but want to do the same. “Look, I get that you think being able to mass produce harpies would make you even richer and everything but he’s still a living creature that we don’t know a thing about.” You cover your mouth as you hear a harsh smack in the dead silence between the two.

“You don’t know a damn thing. Either do what I tell you to or I’ll replace you and ruin your life, got it?” “…yes sir.” You quickly run down the hallway and hide behind a corner and watch the hulking figure of Enji Todoroki emerge from the shared office. You wait for him to move further down the hall before you go back to the door and knock before entering. “Hey, is everything okay? I just saw Mr. Todoroki leaving, are his panties in a twist again?” You jest as you enter and spot Dr. Usagiyama sitting at her desk with her back to you.

“He was just checking on our progress with Keigo. Nothing to worry about.” You try to get a look at her face but her silky white hair pretty much obscures every angle you could see her from. “Alright, I was about to go get lunch, just needed to grab my purse. Do you want me to get you anything? My treat!” You smile, but your smile dims when she just shakes her ‘no’. “If you change your mind, just text me.” You grab your purse and leave, your mind heavy with all that you overheard. In your distracted state you don’t notice the solid wall of muscles in front of you until you smack into it, probably breaking your nose.

“Ow, sorry. I wasn’t looking…” you trail off as you look up and at the face of the tyrant that was just in your office. “You’re the bird’s caretaker, aren’t you? I need to ask you something. Do you think he’s capable of breeding other species?” Your mind blanks as you process the question, sure as he’s gotten taller and grown lean muscle where his feathers aren’t has given your nightly fantasies plenty of fuel but you’ve never truly thought he’d even want to reproduce, let alone be in the same room as any other creature.

“If his issue with others ‘invading’ his territory is solved then, possibly.” The scarred giant puts his hand up to silence you and you almost wince, thinking he was going to do to you what he did to your boss. “Thank you for your answer.” Then he turns and walks away from you, leaving you standing in the middle of the empty hallway with an aching nose and a bad feeling in your stomach.

~*~

Later that night as you toss and turn in your small bed you can’t help but feel that ball of anxiety wound up and grow, even if you’re away from work and in the comfort of your cozy apartment. With a groan you get out of your bed and head into your tiny kitchen to fix yourself a cup of tea to attempt to calm whatever it is you’re feeling.

You turn the electric kettle on and turn around to get a tea bag when your mouth is covered by a gloved hand and a masked man grabs your arms and pins them above your head. You try to scream and when that doesn’t work you bite down as best as you can as another person appears from behind the bulky man and pulls something out of a bag.

Your eyes widen when the dim lights reveal the item to be a syringe, ready to be used. You struggle as best you can in the unknown man’s vice grip but your efforts are fruitless as the needle is roughly jammed into your arm and whatever is in it gets pumped into your bloodstream.

Within minutes you begin to feel weak and drowsy and the man practically holding you up now draws his hand back from your mouth, deeming you too weak to be able to call out for help. “Atta girl, just go to sleep. My partner and I will make sure you’re nice and ready to make some history.” The pair chuckle as you’re thrown over the larger man’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The last thing you’re aware of in your deteriorating condition is the other man digging around his bag for something and then your heavy eyes shut before you see or hear what it was.

~*~*~

Everything’s blurry and sounds so far away, like you’re in a tunnel, when you come around. Your head feels like it’s been filled with cotton or sand. You try to bring your hands up to rub your eyes but you can’t move them, in fact you can’t move anything! You can hear something or someone to your right but everything hurts when you try to turn your head.

You groan and open your eyes and flinch at the bright lights above you. Slowly you blink your eyes open and take in your surroundings. The first thing you see is green; a lush vibrant canopy of leaves up above you. Your eyes trail down from the leaves and down the bark of some very familiar looking trees before widening at the sight of Keigo chained to the wall to your left. “Ah, you’re finally awake. Maybe now your pet bird will calm down.” You whip your view towards the voice and spot Enji up on…the habitat’s viewing platform.

“Wuh ‘oing on?” You manage to mumble out, your tongue feeling like a dead weight in your mouth. “Hm, I guess those grunts used too much. Doesn’t really matter, breeding cows don’t need to speak.” Your eyes widen as he utters those words out and it’s then that you notice the cloying humidity against your bare skin, only your wrists and ankles covered by rough ropes.

“See Keigo? She’s fine, she just can’t wait to be your mate. Now calm down and let the medicine Dr.Usagiyama gave you work and you can go see her.” The man above you says dismissively as Keigo’s thrashing slows, his chains stop rattling and he stops his high pitched chirping.

You try to move, to cover yourself or get away but the ropes tethered to the ground keep you from doing anything but wriggle in the dirt. “Keep squirming like that and I’ll think you actually want this. You should be happy; you’re no longer going to be an overworked glorified zookeeper. You’ll even get to help usher in a new discovery, and you’ll keep doing so until you become infertile.” The scarred man explains as he watches you attempt to cover yourself from his gaze.

“Hm, those hormones should be effective by now. Keigo! Do you want to go play with your mate? Show her what her new purpose is?” You watch the birdman hesitate and then fervently nod, his chest heaving and wings twitching. You hear the man above you chuckle and then something beeps and your world is turned into a sea of crimson while feathered hands roam your helpless body. “S-top ‘eigo, I-I don’t want-“ you’re interrupted by his lips clumsily pressing against yours in an awkward and wet kiss.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. Just need you. Feel so full, I need your help.” He whines as he presses sloppy kisses against your lips then your cheek and then your neck. Leaving little nips, careful not to tear your skin with his serrated teeth. The same teeth you’ve seen him easily tear apart a cow’s carcass in seconds, are now carefully nipping at your sensitive skin like a playful lover’s.

You whine and clench your eyes shut when you feel something long and hot and wet press against your abdomen. Shivers run down your spine with each press of his lips against your skin and you rub your thighs together as best you can when you feel a heat begin to spread in your body.

“Keigo, n-not here. Please!” You beg as you close your eyes, unable to shield your body from the gaze of the man above you two. “Can’t wait, next time it can be in the nest.” He rushes out as he grabs your warm cheeks and coaxes you into a passionate and wet kiss, his tongue darting into your mouth to mingle with your hesitant one.

You whimper into his mouth as you feel something poke your lower lips before they’re parted and by the time your brain has caught up to the quick jab into your dry cunt, you’re already crying out in pain and thrashing to get away from him.

“St-top! It hurts! Please, just stop!” You throw your face away from Keigo’s searching lips as he stills inside your painfully tight walls, trying to force its current intruder out. “Is that any way for your mate to talk to you? Is it Keigo?” Enji eggs the harpy on, trying to get him to continue to breed you.

“No, but if it hurts…I’m sorry. Should have waited for you to be okay. I love you, I want to be your mate.” His voice faded off as he nuzzled into your neck, tender and sweet.

You hiccup and sob until the pain fades away, leaving just a dull ache between your legs. “Feel better?” He asks and waits for you to nod before he starts to move again, pulling out till just the fat head was inside and slowly moving in again. This time his whole length slid in until your hips were pressed flush against his. You bite your lip to keep from whining at the movement.

“Pretty mate, soft mate, such a sweet mate.” Keigo drunkenly mumbles into your skin, his feathers ghosting over your sweat covered skin. “A-aren’t you going to move?” You quietly stutter out, trying not to be heard by the scum watching you two. As if to answer your question, you feel something throb within you before a warmth floods your insides.

“Ah! W-what the hell is tha-ahhh!” You moan out as something round and heavy rolls into your womb and knock into your sensitive walls. “T-ten more, you can fit ten more.” Keigo mutters and chirps as that same pressure before appears again and again and again. Each time whatever the things are appear and get pushed into your stuffed womb, you can feel them knock into your walls and the pressure just pushes you closer and closer to something.

“Hm, so males of his species deposit eggs into their mates. Now what happens when a human gets stuffed full of those eggs?” You can barely hear Enji mutter above you two, your surroundings are getting blurry while the pressure within and Keigo’s minor movements are at the forefront of your mind.

“K-Keigo, no more. Please no more! I feel so full already.” You cry and thrash even though you’re bound and the heavy eggs inside keep you from doing anything but take what their sire continues to give you.

“J-just a few more, please. It hurts so much, mate can do this for me, right?” No matter how much you cry and beg, Keigo keeps giving those tiny thrusts that push the last of his eggs into your full womb. By the time the ninth one is pushed into you, you’re keening and arching your back as your body seizes up and your toes curl from the intense orgasm that ricochets through your body.

You’re panting and tears are spilling from your eyes as you lift your head and see your bulging stomach. You already look like a woman in the late stages of her pregnancy, there’s no way you can take anymore, right?!

You get your answer as your cervix is stretched one last time, this time though you can feel that the last one is larger than all the others have been and you grit your teeth in pain as it’s forced through to join the others. You cry out as Keigo finally pulls his long cock out from your stuffed body and flinch as he collapses next to you on the faux jungle floor.

“Congratulations, you’re now an incubator for his race’s new generation. Someone will be around in the morning to make sure you lovebirds have food.” You let out a weak sob as Enji’s parting words linger behind him, echoing in the recesses of your mind. “Thank you for being my mate, I’m so lucky to have met you.” Keigo pants into your skin as he cuts your wrists free from the ropes binding them. “I may need to make a bigger nest though.”

Those were the last words you heard before your body shut itself down, too tired and worn by the trauma and the breeding that was forced onto it.

[tofumilkbread]

Thinking about Pro hero!Touya who's a bigger peice of shit than Canon!Touya.

This man have never been on streets, he's the typical rich dude who haven't cooked a day in his life or did any chores for that matter. He's gonna tease you to death and his love language is personal attack.

I'm so sorry if you ever met him.

[guardianspirits13]

the trolldorokis

[haine-kleine]

whatever. you know who really deserved to get a glimpse of baby Tenko's life at his home and at his father's abuse via magic memories voodoo bullshit?

this guy.

can't believe Horikoshi Mr Parallels Kohei missed this opportunity.

Dabi would have snatched Tenko out of there and burned that house down so fast. and when Tenko would start crying and questioning why was he so broken that he never deserved to be saved, he would say what Tenko actually didn't deserve was to be treated this way by his family, didn't deserve to be abandoned.

and even if it's late, even if the memories are not real, Touya would have saved Tenko's heart by seeing the unfair hurt inflicted on him and reaching out to save him.

[kelin-is-writing]

Touya responding with “Oh really? My condolences. Giving me all your attention after everything’s over is easy, you coward.” when Enji said that “The Hero Endeavor has burned to death” it’s just so satisfying. Like— GO. OFF. YOU ABSOLUTE KING.

He will never not be a menace for this guy and I love Touya so fucking much for that 🤧💜

[nyxronomicon]

But Endeavor, whose only been a perfunctory fucker now eating pussy, your pussy, for the first time and he just does the messiest job of it. Just down there exploring every fold with his fat fingers- hearts in his eyes and juice in his chin

ANON... 🥴🥴🥴 please you are so right all he knows is breeding... (RIP don't look at me) he's gotta learn how to eat someone out sometime...

Endeavor x gn!reader (w vagina) cw: messy messy oral, fingering (thick fingers...), rough, overstim, reader squirts pet names: baby

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"Higher- ah!" Your sharp moan told him that he found the right spot, his tongue flicking your clit. He was clumsy and awkward, like he didn't quite know how to move his mouth now that he'd found your sweet spot. Your fingers slid into his hair as his lips wrapped around your bundle of nerves.

You briefly looked at him, seeing his piercing blue eyes gazing back at you. There was a dusting of pink on his cheeks, uncertainty seeping onto his features. You wanted to tell him how adorable it was, how much you were in love with this version of Enji Todoroki. But you knew better, he wouldn't take that compliment well. He'd get hyper masculine, pin you down before getting rough and pounding his heavy cock into you.

He tried to pull away out of insecurity, but you tugged his hair with just enough force to keep him between your thighs. "Want you right here." You held him in place, seeing his eyes widen slightly and the flush of his cheeks become a deeper red.

The bashful expression lasted less than a moment, his eyes flickering closed as he sucked your clit. When he opened them again, they were full of determination. Enji suddenly pulled your hips closer to the edge of the bed to get a better angle. You felt his thick fingers dance between your folds, throwing your head back as he teased you.

"Enji," you moaned his name, arching your back as a finger pushed into you. Your cunt practically sucked him in, and he groaned as he imagined his throbbing cock getting the same treatment.

There was a glisten of sweat clinging to your skin. Your fingernails dug into his scalp as he sucked your clit hard, flicking at the bud with his tongue as his finger searched your pussy for your g-spot. A second finger pushed into you, your core throbbing for more. You threw your head back, losing control of your body as you could feel pleasure creeping up your spine.

You were so fucking sexy. He needed to taste your cum on his lips. It was all he could think as his fingers pressed your g-spot, instantly pulling lewd sounds from your lips. He smirked, his tongue now only lightly swirling around your clit as he focused on finger-fucking you. You were close, he could tell from the way you tightened around him.

"That's it, baby." He growled into your pussy, "cum for me." With another rough suck on your bundle of nerves, he prodded your g-spot relentlessly. His blue eyes were trained on you, watching every minute change as your breath hitched.

Your cunt tipped over the edge with ecstasy, Enji holding you in place as he continued his ministrations. It quickly spread through your whole body, thighs twitching as you felt yourself getting oversensitive. You mumbled his name, writhing in his grip as you rode out the orgasm.

"Just a lil' more..." He continued, "c'mon baby," his motions intensified, sensitivity instantly sending a more intense wave of pleasure through you. You could feel yourself squirt into his mouth, almost embarrassing had he not immediately started licking the essence from your folds.

He cleaned you out like a starved man, slowly and gently letting you come down from your high. He continued to watch you with adoration in his gaze, his cock throbbing with desire. When he finally pulled away from your cunt, you saw his smirk drenched in your juices.

"How was that?" He spoke quietly, but with confidence. Your expression and the fact that you were still catching your breath told him the answer.

"Not bad for a first timer." You chuckled through heavy breaths.

"Oh?" He climbed on top of you with a grin, pinning your arms above your head. "How 'bout I show you my expertise?"

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@rottiens if I have to brainrot about this man you do too

[frogsformax]

thinking about endeavor holding you close to his chest late at night. His deep breaths lulling you to sleep as the warmth radiating off of his body relaxes your aching muscles. His firm, yet soft chest making the comfiest pillow as one of his ginormous arms wrap around your waist as you snuggle into him. You’re tiny compared to him but thats what he loves. You’re his princess, his baby, the one he spoils and loves and cares for with his heart, soul, and wallet.

“Its alright baby you can go to sleep early, ive got you” he mumbles against your ear, his stubble brushing against your neck. His words flowing through your bloodstream like thick molten glass, cooling as it hit your nerve endings and shattering like a prince ruperts drop, sending a shock of arousal through your body at your boyfriends rumbly voice.

He never leaves either, holding you tight throughout the night and still being there when you wake up in the morning to kiss your forehead and listen to you babble about your dreams. His attentiveness doesnt fade throughout the day either. He takes you shopping and lets you test out makeup on his arms, holding your tiny hand in his as he passes of his metal black card to the cashier.

You’re his baby, so he buys you all the things you could ever want so he can hear how cute you sound when you’re excited.

You’re his baby so he lets you decide when you’re on your knees with his cock in your mouth, so he can hear all the cute noises you make when he fucks your throat.

You’re all his and he makes sure of that, leaving your pussy filled and your mind hazy as he holds you close every night, lulling you to sleep with his deep voice, because thats just what boyfriends are for.

[poppy5991]

Shoto, nervously: Dad, I’m bisexual.

Enji, casually: Yeah, me too.

Shoto: You’ve never mentioned that????

Enji: It didn’t come up???

[crepus]

I don't understand endhawks hate just let Keigo be happy with his dilf?

'don't meet your heroes' yeah well keigo did, learned all about the skeletons in his closet and still loves him so who I am to deny a him his old man yaoi??

[vivika-ka]

Some instances that I feel show how some messages in MHA are detrimental, especially on how victims react to their abuser, can be gauged by responses that tend to be highly prevalent in the fandom.

(Definitely not every fan, but a great majority).

Endeavor is a great example. Whenever you post criticizing his approach to atonement (and ultimately criticizing Horikoshi’s writing), you get BOMBARDED by people either belittling you for not liking his character or essentially forcing you to like his character by frantically writing “at least he tried” arguments.

If I have the CHOICE whether to forgive his character or not, especially given he goes through an atonement arc and not a redemption arc, why is any form of criticism about his abusive behavior and essentially his abuse of power practically ignored by the story unacceptable?

The message was detrimental because people operate on the notion that for victims to be good people, they must forgive and even help their abusers. MHA presents people who choose not to forgive him as either a monster (Toya) or inconvenient (Natsuo). And if they are still unforgiving, they must admire the abuser for doing the bare minimum (taking responsibility; this is also about Natsuo).

Essentially, they are considered "imperfect victims" because they weren't merciful in their approach to their abuser.

The majority of the fandom tends to ignore the lack of actual consequences for Endeavor's actions because he vows to talk to Toya every day. Insisting that doing the bare minimum, which is recognizing his son's existence and suffering, became his "hell" is a wildly fucked up message, in my opinion.

It harps on the issue mentioned above that if a victim isn't receptive to forgiveness or doesn't act "demure," they are seen as an inconvenience—which is how the Todoroki family ultimately views Toya.

On a less critical note, I'll vent, so if you don't like this, just ignore it.

I'm so fucking tired of stories depicting imperfect victims as people who deserve death and torture. Plus, having to be on the brunt of so many people acting like you're morally fucked because you're not impressed with how a writer handled abuse. Horikoshi is not the first writer to try to atone a character who is an abuser (and he isn't the first to fail at that, either).

I'm not about to dick-ride every decision every author makes. Especially if the message convinces some audience members that victims are inherently broken if they can't bring themselves to forgive and/or admire someone who hurt them.

[potahun]

sorry, i AM a little obsessed with how hawks is just walking endeavor around the city like he's his massive, grumpy dog who follows him around obediently, making occasional faces at him

[izayumi-chan]

The part 2

Crimson Pride

Sequel to Experiment 184

Content Warnings - blood/gore, childbirth (egg laying?) and miscarriage/stillbirth mentions, Stockholm syndrome, comfort sex, yandere, angst, lactation + breastfeeding a baby

“Keigo! Stand down! We just want to help your mate, she’s in pain right?” Rumi’s voice echoed around the simulated jungle, though you could barely hear her over your labored breathing and hammering heart. Angry shrieks are the only answer in the darkness of the habitat.

“G-go away! He won’t just, agh, let you take me this time!” You try to yell out, your face scrunching up in pain as contractions begin to wreak havoc on your swollen body once again. Every muscle in your body was seizing up, your nerves feeling every once of pain this time instead of the drugged haze they’d put you under before.

You knew things would eventually end up like this after last time, after being taken out of the habitat just as your contractions started and separated from Keigo, from your mate. The first pregnancy, he had let them remove you under the pretense that they’d help you and your chicks. After what happened though, he became more territorial and possessive. More feral and unwilling to trust a word from anyone but you.

You let out a scream of pain as you feel the oversized eggs begin to move, ready to leave the warmth of your body. A flash of crimson appears next to you, his wings are disheveled and there’s cuts and small wounds littered across his body but you don’t care as you cry into his shoulder as the pain gets worse.

“I’m sorry, so sorry.” He coos, wrapping his arms and wings around you and cocooning you as best he can in crimson down. “K-Keigo, it hurts so much.” You whimper as he presses quick kisses to your sweaty forehead. Then suddenly he snaps his head up before slumping forward, his grip on you going lax as figures in all black appear from all around you. “Stop! Just leave us alone!” You thrash in their grip as they pry you from Keigo’s body and onto a gurney, restraining you almost immediately before moving you out of the habitat and once more into the sterile white halls of the lab.

White identical doors pass by you until you reach the ‘delivery’ room and your pained body is moved to your new prison for however long they keep you. “Calm down, additional stress isn’t good for you or the eggs.” “He’s going to kill every last one of you if you touch any of us!” You scream out at the nameless doctor, thrashing in your binds before she or anyone else makes a move towards you. She sighs and nods to one of the nurses before moving towards you with something in her hand.

“You can scream all you want at me, just as soon as you tell me what this is.” She extends her hand and you crane your neck to look at…nothing. You let out a hiss of pain as heat erupts from the side of your neck and turn your head to see a nurse holding a syringe walking away from you. “Wh-what was that?” You’re forced to let your head drop onto the pillow as your body relaxes and a soothing heat spreads through it, the excruciating pain of your contractions numbed under the heat.

“A sample of one of our newest products, designed to temporarily numb pain receptors in the body for mothers in labor. Now just be quiet and let the professionals work.” You struggle to move your head as your eyelids become heavy, yet you can’t help but need to watch what the doctors and nurses are doing.

You need to make sure they don’t kill them again, you need to know that your babies will be safe and alive. You can barely feel their gloved hands maneuver your numb body like a marionette into what ever position they deem is best. Your eyelids droop more and more as you struggle to watch the blonde doctor as she directs the others around you, telling them something that your suddenly exhausted body can’t be bothered to hear. Your eyes slide closed as the muffled sound of yelling echoes around you, your body succumbing to whatever they had injected into you.

“Vitals seem stable still, there wasn’t too much damage done to the subject internally.” You can hear someone speaking before the dull ache in your lower body and arms register, forcing a small groan out as you start to wake.

“Seems it’s finally waking. Another thing to refine regarding the side effects.” “Aside from the short-term coma, the product would almost be ready to sell. Easy application and quick activation, fix that sleep inducing side effect and the boss will be happy.” The voices chatter on as you slowly manage to open your eyes and take in the stark white room and the beeping of machines.

“Any changes in the other subjects?” “Negative, still no evidence of them hatching and they haven’t grown any larger or responded to stimuli.” Sluggishly you try to turn your gaze towards the newest voice and you can barely make out a figure hunched over a table of some kind. “We’ll give them one more day before calling the experiment a failure. Have the lab team prepare the bird’s cocktail, we’ll release the breeder once it is rested enough and we’ll try again.”

You let out a weak whine and try to say something but your tongue feels like lead and the pain radiating from your hips halts all thought. “Ma’am! One of the subjects is finally hatching!” There’s a flurry of motion as white coats rush over, completely blocking any chance of you seeing what was going on. “Watch the others and be prepared for transfers.”

As the sea of white moves around, grabbing things from here and there, you spot them. Small, tiny really, pink nubs on their back and the barely there blonde fuzz on their little head, then you hear them make the softest cries that make your chest ache.

Then your view of them is blocked and you can hear your baby’s cries grow louder, more desperate, while you struggle to get up and move however much you can while fueled by only your most basic instincts.

“Wh-what are you doing to them?! Let me see them, please!” You hoarsely cry out when you finally manage to sit up while your heart hammers in your chest and you struggle to keep breathing.

“Someone shut that sow up, who knows what her screaming will cause.” The doctor from before orders and time seems to slow as one of the other doctors turns towards you.

You feel the blood spatter onto your face before you see it.

You’re shaking as the doctor collapses, his throat split wide open and then chaos erupts. Screams sounds out just before being cut off, until it’s just your child’s cries and your hard breathing echoing in the now quiet room while you’re frozen staring the man who’s blood now coats half of your face.

Clawed hands, sticky and red, gently try to help you stand as what were once soothing chirps start to sound out just as your baby’s cries begin to settle down. “Mate and chicks are okay now.” You’re snapped out of your trance when Keigo’s hand brushes against your cheek, deciding to ignore the blood smearing even more on your face, and lift your gaze to look into those brilliant amber eyes.

“We can go, be safe in new home.” You were rendered temporarily silent, both from the bloodshed you’d just witnessed but also from what he’d just muttered as if it was just normal! “Where would we go Keigo? H-how many people did you…they won’t let any of us leave.” You finally get out as your shaky legs take you over to your baby, who’s been quiet since Keigo had chirped.

Carefully you brush their forehead with the back of your hand and look at the rest of your eggs. “What about the others? Wh-what if we leave and then they hatch and are stuck here?” Keigo looks down at the remaining eggs for a few painful moments before shaking his head. “There’s nothing to hatch. Would hurt you too much if we took them.” Your heart clenches and a sob is trapped in your throat as you look down at what could have been your children.

“Here-she’ll be cold outside.” Keigo’s talons click against the now red tiles as he appears next to you with a bundle of blankets that he probably stripped from the bed. You notice what he said and sure enough, you have a little girl on your hands. A little girl with such small nubs where her wings will grow in eventually.

“You really think we can make it out?” You ask him once you’ve swaddled up your little girl and secured her in your arms.

“I know, didn’t stop just here.”

A chill runs down your spine at how casually he can just say that he’s essentially murdered everyone in the facility, or at least on this floor and the habitat floor. “I promise, you will be safe.” Despite everything, you can feel your lips quirk up into a smile while you watched him caress his daughter’s forehead with the back of his hand just like you had before. “Need to go now, it won’t be quiet for long.”

He ushers the two of you out into the dead silent hall with a wing and arm wrapped around your shoulder while his head constantly swivels with each couple of steps you take.

So you start to recognize where you’re heading and pull Keigo down a hall and hand him your daughter as you poke your head into a nearby room, hoping luck was on your side.

“Wait here, I’ll be just a second.” You whisper before ducking into the dark room and rifle through the open storage totes and let out a relieved sigh when you come across a navy blue jumpsuit. You shuffle into it and scan the room, noting all the maintenance supplies and spot a set of keys-car keys- hanging on a hook next to the door. “Okay, let’s go.” You whisper as you dash out with the keys in hand and carefully take back your daughter.

The two of you run, stopping only at the entrance to the lobby where you’re shoved behind Keigo as rows of armored guards and Enji wait for you. “Stand down, I’m prepared to put an end to this either by force or by your submission. You know how this will end Hawks.” Keigo slightly hunches over as his feathers puff up at Enji’s order and flexes his bloodied hands.

“Refuse to back down and give in, and I’ll permanently separate you two. Think very hard about what you want Hawks.” Two men shuffle forward, just a couple inches, as Enji spoke and Keigo’s eyes snap to them.

You let out a scream and clutch your child to your chest as you squat down to cover her better as the sound of guns fire off. You take deep breaths as you try to calm her pitched cries while pushing yourself into a nearby corner in an attempt to protect yourselves.

You dare to look up and feel your heart clench when you see Keigo being held by his neck, Enji’s hand wrapped tightly around him. “All that I’ve done for you, and this is how you repay me? Seems like you’ve outgrown your usefulness.” Keigo lets out a pitiful cry and digs his claws deeper into Enji’s arm to try and force his hand off.

“KEIGO! Let him go!” You yell as you kick at the approaching guard and twist your body away. “Take care of her and get that child. There’s no further need for her now.” Enji barks out and turns back to Keigo but drops him to clutch at his neck.

You take the moment when the guard turns back to Enji to scramble to your feet and run out the door, stepping on the corpses laying in front of it. “Keigo, let’s go!” You spare a glance behind you to watch Keigo swipe at the guard before following behind you.

Your chest is heaving as you turn every way until you spot the row of spotless white vans parked in a row and run to the first one. “Here, take her and climb in the back.” You tell Keigo as you dig the keys you had grabbed before out and open the windowless doors for him and hurry to the front, muttering under your breath the whole time you rushed to put your seatbelt on and shove the keys into the ignition.

“Hold onto her and try to stay quiet, okay?” You look back at Keigo through the mirror and drive to the outgoing gate, running straight through the security gate arm and speeding along the backroads until you finally see the road connecting to the highway. “How are you two holding up?” You breathlessly ask him as you keep your eyes forward. “Not good, do not like this box.” You can’t help the laugh that tumbles out of your mouth as you briefly look up him. “It’s just until we get a little closer to a safe place. It’s far enough away from everything that we’ll be safe then we can just walk the rest of the way to the place.”

You let out a yawn as you spot the road signs designating where the next motel is and pull to the side of the road. Tiredly turning the engine off and stretching out your tense arms, you turn to look at Keigo.

You feel the smile climb onto your face seeing him holding your daughter so close to him, his knees tucked up behind her and his arms wrapped arm his legs, practically cocooning her.

“Keigo, wake up. We’re almost there.” You whisper and gently shake him until he finally picks his head up and looks around before seeing you and his eyes light up. “I’ll let you out, but we need to be quiet. How’s she doing?” You nod down to your little girl that was fidgeting in his arms. You watch him trace her face with the back of his finger while he shrugs, a pout tugging at his lips. “She’s restless, might be hungry.”

You’re reminded of the jumpsuit sticking to your chest at his words and climb out of the van to let him out and take your daughter into your arms. “Let’s get away from here and I’ll see if she’ll eat.” You whisper and lead him into the forest on the opposite side of the van.

You had wanted to get as far from the possibility of being captured before trying to feed her, lest the worst scenario happened but now you can feel guilt eating away at you for practically ignoring her. “You’re upset.” “No. Well maybe. I just feel bad for not feeding her this whole time. We couldn’t even take a second to name her.” You realize as the guilt builds and comes out as tears. “We weren’t safe, it’s okay.” Keigo stops you and brings you into a hug with his wings wrapping around you.

“Let’s stop, I’ll watch while you feed.” He whispers to you and nuzzles the top of your head before stalking off between the trees. You wipe your face before sitting against a tree and unzipping your stolen jumpsuit down to your stomach, your sore and chafed skin gratefully greeting the cool night air as you bring your bundled up daughter to your chest as pure instinct clumsily guides your movements.

“You’re such a pretty little baby. I bet you’re going to look just like your daddy, probably be a little terror just like him too.” You smile and watch her, looking for any sign something’s wrong or for when she stops. “What should be your name? I always wanted to one day have a little girl and name her something pretty like Akari or Hanako but looking at you, neither of those seem right. You’re a bright light in almost two years of darkness, and I’m sure you’ll blossom into a beautiful woman some day but neither of those names feel right.” You sigh and smile as she wildly swings her little fists around.

“Aw, I’m sorry my little miracle. I didn’t mean anything by it.” You giggle but then stop as something clicks. “How about Sachiko, and we can call you Sachi since you’re our little miracle baby.” You move her up by your shoulder once she’s finished and gently pat her back until you hear the tiniest burp from her and wrap her back up in the blanket.

“Ready?” You jump, not expecting to hear Keigo in the near silence of the forest and turn to him as you struggle to zip your jumpsuit back up. “Shit, you scared me. Yeah, it shouldn’t be much further.” You shuffle closer to him and take his extended hand as you lead him further into the woods.

Your ears pick up the gurgling of the nearby river and a grin breaks out on your face as you pull Keigo faster towards the sound until you break into a clearing. There at the edge of the clearing and settled on a hill overlooking a lake sits an abandoned house. “This used to be my grandmother’s home, but when she got sick we moved her closer to the city. It’s safe.” You explain to Keigo when he refused to budge as he scanned the empty clearing. “We can live here and be safe, no one else knows about this place but my mom and myself.” You try one more time to pull Keigo towards the hill and he relents with a huff.

“There’s fresh water here, fish in the lake and river, plenty of space for you to fly around and the nearest town is miles away.” You point out all the positive points and literally point out the old garden plots your grandmother used to maintain, the tire swing your mom and you had put up one summer, and lastly the old maple tree you always spent evenings under with your mom and grandmother.

“Seems safe, open space for little wings.” You watch him inspect every square inch of the clearing as his puffed up wings start to relax before pulling him towards the aged, moss covered house.

“We can live in here,” you start to tell him as you crouch in front of the door and start feeling for the hidden key at the base of the door. “there it is.” You start to smile once you find the key and take a deep breath before unlocking the door. “Once we get the place cleaned up, it’ll be perfect for us and Sachi.”

“Who?” You turn back to Keigo, with his head tilted and one of those crazy eyebrows raised much like you would when he’d try to mimic you in the past. You look down to Sachi and back to Keigo with your smile growing. “Our daughter, I named her Sachiko and Sachi is a shorter version of the name. Sachi means “miracle” and it seemed fitting since she’s a little miracle.” You explain to him as you turn back to the door and open it, with a bit of help from Keigo, to reveal a bare dust-covered living room.

Stepping through the doorway feels a bit like going back in time as your mind plays memories of your childhood spent here with your mother and grandmother.

You let out a sigh and turn to Keigo, who was once again wildly examining every corner of the house. “Keigo, it’s safe. No one else has been here in years.” You couldn’t blame him for being so cautious though, the past two years have taught you to be more cautious than you ever were before. “Down this hallway are the bedrooms and I think we left some furniture that couldn’t fit in the moving truck.” You lead him down the hall and open each door and giving him a moment to examine each room before coming to what was once your room.

“This is where I would stay when I was here, hopefully there’s some clothes I left behind that fit.” You mutter the last part to yourself and open the door, and letting Keigo survey the room again. Tucked against one wall is a full-sized bed, a dresser in the corner and an old bean bag chair in another corner.

With a tired sigh you take a seat on the bed and lay back, bringing Sachi to lay against your chest. The two of you aren’t alone for long though, Keigo comes over and moves you until your back is flush against his chest and his arms are loosely wrapped around you and Sachi.

Surrounded by the lives of your life and secure, you drift off to sleep with a smile on your face.

“Hi again Mrs. Yamato!” You cheerily call out as you approach the fruit vendor. “Oh hello dear! How are you doing? The babies doing fine?” You smile and nod as you look over the fruit she has for sell today. “I’m surviving, and the kids are fine. Sachi is being the perfect big sister so that helps.” You pick out a few peaches and a handful of lemons before fishing out some money for her. “That’s great! You’re so lucky to have such a wonderful daughter, why my own daughter was a terror when she found out she was going to have a brother.” You nod and smile as Mrs. Yamato and you talk.

Picturesque. Idyllic. Peaceful. Those were the words that could best describe your life now.

After reclaiming your grandmother’s old house as your own and fixing it up with Keigo’s help, you started venturing out to the nearby town to work and buy things that you couldn’t make or find out in the woods surrounding your home. Keigo always stayed in the canopy of the trees but was glued to your side once you were hidden from view of the town.

Five years later, you’ve gotten to know the small community and have been able to grow your family from Keigo, you, and your daughter to Keigo, you, and four kids.

It turns out that natural harpy breeding (without forced hormones and chemicals) resulted in smaller, more manageable clutches. Living without the stress of being a living experiment and not having your children taken from you probably also attributed to successful childbirth and hatchings.

Keigo and you had grown closer through the years, you saw the harpy more like a beloved husband than anything else and you made sure to show him just how much you’ve grown to love him every other night. In turn, when spring rolled around he would return the favor three times over and you’d almost always find the result of his love for you ending in your belly swollen with an egg or two.

Such was the case for your son and your recently hatched twins.

“When are you going to bring that family of yours around? I haven’t spoiled a baby since my own grandkids came over for the holidays!” You laugh and shift from one foot to another. “Maybe one day. My husband is a bit of a hermit, and it would have to be when the kids are a bit older. It’s hard enough just keeping the house clean with them all!” You joke and move away with a spring in your step and tote bag full of sweets, a few dry groceries, and clothes.

Life was good; you had a family, had a nice little job at the local plant nursery, and had virtually no stress. If you knew years ago that the key to happiness for you was running away with Keigo then you would’ve done it the second you became his caretaker.

Once you were hidden from the town’s view, you heard the sound of wings flapping and the shriek of your daughter as she barreled toward you. “Mama! What’d you get?! What’d you get?!” You laugh and hold Sachi while Keigo and your three other children come down from his favorite place to wait for you. “I picked up a few things, including some fruit for you and your brother. I’ll show you everything I got once we get home, okay? Now go help Daddy with Keisuke.” You set her down and gently push her towards Keigo before taking one of the twins.

Sachi was only five yet her pink wing nubs had grown into the most beautiful pair of pink and white feathered wings, while your son was just starting to grow his own plume of crimson wings. Since his wings were still growing, he couldn’t fly on his own yet while Sachi took to flying like a fish took to water.

“Did you get more coffee?” Keigo tries to peek into your bag and you bark out a laugh and dart away from him. “Like I told your daughter, once we get home I’ll show you.” You cradle your youngest son, Ryoma, close as the six of you walk home with Sachi and Keisuke talking animatedly about what they think you picked up.

“Spring is almost here, feel like having more kids?” Keigo leans down and whispers into your ear. “Keigo!” You turn your head to look at him while you feel your cheeks heat up. “It’s only October, there’s no way you could go into a rut soon.” He lets out a low chirp before shrugging. “We can practice then.” You roll your eyes but you don’t lose the smile that’s slowly turning into a grin with each second.

“You won’t be happy until you have a whole pride of kids, huh?” You look back to your older kids as they race ahead once the clearing comes into view. “Maybe, or I just love you.”

He then wraps a large red wing around you and tugs you closer to him as the two of you watch your kids run to the house.

[tofumilkbread]

Really eating up the Mr. Compress is the league's dad bit.

Mr. Compress when Dabi is trying to kill himself: You are grounded!

Dabi (whole adult): You can't ground me!

Mr. Compress: Grounded!

Dabi: Bitch I'm a villain

Mr. Compress turns Dabi around and points to the stairs to his room.

Mr. Compress: The night, your room. Grounded!

Dabi: This some bullshit!

Dabi stomps upstairs and heads to his room. A door slam is heard and then the sounds of random items being tossed around.

Mr. Compress : He'll work it out his system. I'm going to bed.

Toga (looking at shigaraki confused and then at Mr. Compress as the man heads upstairs): Did he just ground a 24 year old?

Shigaraki: And it worked???? He never listens to me!?

[robinsomega]

yeah... i'm sucking and fucking my way through this family.... the things i would do if left alone in a room with any of them. whew

[todorokistheories]

Why I'll Never Forgive Endeavor - An Analysis

tw: abuse, domestic violence, dehumanization, and everything you expect to come with talking about the todorokis

Endeavor was right in calling Shouto a masterpiece, because that's all he ever was to him. Just a canvas to imprint whatever beliefs he had onto. Shouto was never made to be a person. He was made to be an object, an immovable force, something Endeavor can sculpt to his desire.

We see this through Shouto's demeanor. His inability to show emotions the way others do to that extreme of a level is usually a trauma response. He's purposefully blank, lest he face the wrath of Endeavor noticing the stain on his perfect painting.

Dabi even mentions this.

Endeavor wasn't the only one who saw Shouto as a means to an end. Dabi did too. He calls Shouto a puppet and trophy son throughout the series genuinely does not seem to consider that he has feelings at all. He wants to break him, because Shouto was given the life he was promised, but he can't see past what Endeavor told him to be like class 1a did.

Dabi's plotline was never about reconciling with Shouto, it was about destroying everything Endeavor thought made him great.

Endeavor controlled every moment of Shouto's life from the day he was born. Training, probably diet, every single second of every day was planned to expect max power and effort. He wanted a machine that he could show off, like fucking Tony Stark or some shit.

This is why when Midoriya says "it's your power," it's so impactful. He essentially told Shouto "you don't have to be what he made you to be." He was finally given permission to choose, something no one in his life (not even his mother) gave him. When you're a kid like that, you don't have the perspective that you can change. Midoriya believed that he could, so Shouto did.

Shouto wanted his father to see him as valuable outside of what he could do for him. But he never gets that. That is why the ending is so important for Shouto.

Shouto's arc is, at a base level, finding purpose outside of what his father expected.

You know who was given the freedom to do that from the get go?

Touya.

Let's get into the meat of the issue. Endeavor genuinely cared about Touya. He gave him permission to be great. He told him that there is more to his life than being Endeavor's 'mini me' and that Endeavor would support him in what he'd pursue.

He didn't do this with Fuyumi or Natsuo, but I think at this point he would've been willing to care about them if they offered something he thought was valuable. Because at the end of the day, even if Touya wasn't going to be a hero, Endeavor believed he'd still do great things. That he would bring honor to their name.

Endeavor only started caring about how he treated his family once he saw what it did to Dabi. His wife's mental breakdown didn't do it. The disfiguration of his youngest didn't do it. Breaking his child down until all he was was just another puddle of vomit on the floor at the age of five didn't do it. Not even the death of his beloved child did it.

But seeing how he ruined Touya's potential did.

Endeavor's change only came from the knowledge that he was his own ruin. His apologies come from a place of selfishness and it destroyed his family.

The thing that both Shouto and Dabi had in common is that they both just wanted to be enough for Endeavor. And at the end of the day, and the manga, I truly don't think that was ever achieved.

And that is why I can never forgive Endeavor.

[mac-n-chees]

man i fucking hate enji todoroki

when i say that i hate endeavor i dont mean i think he’s icky and i dont like him. i mean i dont think he deserved the forgiveness he got im so sorry. for context let’s back things up. the entire todoroki family lore is SO FUCKED UP. the whole “convenience marriage” thing? WHACK. sa-ing rei until she gave him the child he wanted? WHACK. and we don’t talk about that enough! it was rape! he didn’t care about her at all, he just wanted the perfect weapon to beat all might! and then touya’s whole deal? the fact that he was literally self destructing bc he thought he wasn’t good enough? and endeavor never made him feel good enough? he had all the right to become a villain.

and then, shoto. literally alienated him from his siblings so none of them know a single thing about him and vice versa. weaponizing him since he was a TODDLER. and saying he was “tough on him” is a SEVERE understatement, that little boy was thoroughly abused.

and then the aftermath of the whole thing with rei. he traumatized her so bad it led her to BURN HER OWN SON’S FACE. and what did he do instead of reevaluate his behavior? LOCK HER UP IN A MENTAL INSTITUTION. and not because he cared for her health, but because he didn’t want her to hurt shoto again. messed. the fuck. up.

and if yall gonna come in here and say “oh but other characters have been forgiven after their redemption arcs like zuko and regina mills” DONT YOU EVER COME IN HERE WITH THAT SHIT. their entire redemption arc revolved around them making a wrong choice that further proved to them that being good was the right way. they felt severe unease, and like it wasn’t “them”, so to speak, at being inherently “evil” so they CHOSE to convert because being “evil” was not their true selves. they made MISTAKES but learned from those mistakes BY THEMSELVES without anyone else influencing their thoughts or telling them anything. they CHOSE good because the people they cared about were good, and they wanted to be with them. they made a bad choice, yes, but the whole point of the redemption arc was that they learned from it and improved their characters. endeavor did not make a bad choice, he abused actual, living people for many, many, MANY years. it wasn’t a “bad choice” it was a deliberate decision to fulfill his stupid fucking delusions of grandeur.

how are those antiheroes different from endeavor you ask? I WILL TELL YOU. sure, he got a redemption arc, and sure he got forgiven. but did yall notice he only did an effort to do better after he became the number 1 hero? after shoto was in UA and his children were grown? after rei was locked up so she couldn’t tell anyone about what happened? after all might was no longer the symbol of peace? he only made the effort to become a better person once his OWN PERSONAL GOALS were fulfilled. he always prioritized himself. he didn’t learn shit. he’s not sorry for shit. he regrets nothing. he just wants to be perceived as the perfect #1 hero like all might was.

be fucking for real, his redemption arc was NONEXISTENT, and his children should not forgive him no matter how hard he begs. he does not deserve forgiveness. he’s a fucking abuser, rapist, and all around ASSHOLE.

if he has no haters im dead. and if i see even one endeavor ass kisser in the comments, you’re getting blocked idgaf. the fact that you think he’s hot and just because of that he earned his forgiveness will not fly here hoes idc. that man deserves to rot in hell for all he’s done, if he wasn’t (and i cannot stress the “quote unquote” part enough) “attractive” yall would be on the other side. i can’t anymore, endeavor stans gtfo.