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serxinns · 6 months ago

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The Aftermath....

Part 2 of class 1a imagine if you wanna see part 1 go here

DISCLAIMER: this concept and idea are NOT MINE this belongs to @lets-get-kraken-boys if you wanna see the original go here

this is the alternate aftermath of what my imagined fic and what happened after that please enjoy

Mirio, Neijire, and Tamaki all surrounded you comforting you and trying to calm you down Tamaki handed you a flower-themed handkerchief you slowly grabbed it and cleaned your face after minutes of rubbing your back, silence and more of your empty sobs Mirio broke the silence "now sunshine are you ready to talk ?" You looked up and quietly nodded

you explained how your classmates have been tormenting how Todoroki always dragging you into your dorm and cuddling you and u swore you felt him smelling your hair how Mina and Hakagure would lock you in their rooms and play and touch you everywhere even if you told them to stop and started crying once

How izuku would follow you around like some lost puppy and make you eat lunch with him even tho you would rather eat alone.

How kiri sero and denki would rip up your poor clothed to the point where you have to smack their hands and tells them to stop

iida and momo trying to break in your room whenever you didn't wanna eat dinner with your classmates or didn't want to do a study date

how Bakugo would relentlessly verbally assault you calling you all sorts of names shaming your fashion and clothing and how he would degrade you for basically everything you do! How you eat how you study how your grades are for just no reason!

The three of them were livid Mirio and Tamaki now loosing trust for Midoriya and Kirishima tamaki felt more betrayed since he actually liked Kirishima so did Mirio but now that's out of the drain and that bakugo kid just telling all these horrible lies to you you were the most talented, nicest, and greatest person of all how could egoistic lowlife just hurt their darlings feelings..

And Neijire was more jealous about how her girls were playing with her but that'll be for another time but those perverted male classmates of yours ripping your delicate clothes and putting their filthy hands on your soft clean hair and that stupid white and hair kid dragging you off and locking you away to do who knows what! She was gonna make sure those pests were gonna feel her wrath

The 3 of them realized you were still there and slowly calmed themselves down "And may I ask why are your clothes covered in..blood sorry if that was too personal" Neijire hesitated worried that it'd make you cry again you sniffled "You won't get mad at me when I tell would you?" Mirio gently grabbed both of your shoulders and looked at you with a gentle smile "Of course not! We would never get mad at you sunshine!"

You hesitated for a moment you took a deep breath and told them everything about how he kept harassing you and wanted your arm hard and started to degrade you for every single thing, and how you beat Katsuki until unconsciousness, the more you told them the more you cried "i-i didn't mean to I just wanted to go to my room and be left alone! But he yanked my arm back and kept shaming me for being a "crybaby" and the more insults he spew the angrier I got and then I snapped! I swear I didn't mean to dont hate me..!"

The more you talked about it the worse your crying got to the point you started babbling out "I didn't mean to" or "Please don't hate me" The 3 of them hugged you tightly you were going through so much! It pains them to see you like this the 3 of them looked at each other and nodded they were gonna make your classmates pay a punishment they'll never forget!, after you were done crying you heard the announcement and it was principal nezu

"Y/n l/n wherever you are please come to my office immediately y/n l/n please come directly to my office"

"They must've found out.." you slowly chuckled "I'm probably gonna get house arrest for a few days.." not like you were scared or gonna hate it heck you'll finally have some alone time without your classmates always invading you stood up thanking the big 3 while they stared at you sympathetically and also thinking of a plan

You went to the office and just as you predicted you got house arrest for 3-5 days but Katsuki a week detention and cleaning dorms duty due to the evidence of him harassing you and some of your classmates managed to confess what happened and the security cameras the two of you were both told to keep Far away from each other which you didn't mind actually but katsuki sneered and looked down grumbling to himself which patches and ice bags while your classmates were bummed out the they couldn't see you for a while

For the next 2 days Most of your classmates were trying to get in your room and hang out with you or tried to comfort you which ofc you didn't and locked the door Mina and Hakagure wanted to come in a play a little "game" but you ignored them turn up some music on your headphones untill they thought you were sleeping,

momo and Iida wanted to do study lessons with you or tried to convince you to come out your room to eat dinner but you lied saying you need to stay in and was worried you wouod get in trouble and get more days after them pestering you alot they finally left you alone

Kirishima, Sero, and Denki kept pressuring you to try and play a game with them or convince you to open the door to play one of your favorite games on a console but you refused to say you like playing on your device more and you didn't play that game anymore (that was a lie) but they kept pestering you even gaslight you saying how your room is all crampy and boring to be in and how fun it would be if they joined you in the room but you declined you didn't want those weridos anywhere around you so defeated they went off

But on the 3rd day, everything was quiet there was no knocking no classmates trying to barge in, nothing just complete silence which you were glad and brushed it off prob thought Aizawa caught them telling them not to bother you but you were so wrong

It was the day after your house arrest it was fun while it lasted you hoped that Bakugo didn't get pissed about the incident nor want to hunt you down knowing him and you dread your classmates are gonna be more clingy and obsessive than ever your mentality prepared yourself took a deep breath strangely nobody was knocking on your door to offer to walk with them

To your surprise, everyone was a bit quiet heck more silent than ever most still said hi or waved but the classmates who kept harassing you kept their heads down like Izuku and Shoto glaring down their desks in shame and envy muttering something bandages on their bodies

Kirishima, Sero, and Denki stood in utter silent looking exhausted and tried you noticed there were bandages on their hands and feet even in clean clothing you could tell they been through hell and back and were those nail marks on their wrist?

Mina and Hakagure looked as if they were about to snap at anyone whispering stuff saying "How dare they" or "We didn't do anything wrong" under their breath, Hakagure was looking at you in shame and guilt and gave you a small note saying sorry then quickly going back to their desk

Bakugo was the worst of all he looked like he had gone through hell and back of course the bandages on his face were you doing but he was clutching his stomach a bit he avoided contact with you even when training he prob said like something under his breath or something that you can barely hear but when you turned back he quickly walks away

Momo and Iida looked pissed as well momo biting her nails In anger and frustration when you asked what was going on with her she looked at you with a warm but unusual smile saying it was nothing, Iida on the other hand looked uptight busy distracting himself by reading a whole study book on his own his aura was tense and he looked like it was very annoyed with something

Lastly, it was Tokoyami the poor dark shadow was fearing for his life shivering and whimpering a bit while Tokoyami was busy comforting him saying "It's ok it's it's over now" When Tokoyami saw me he weakly waved with a small worried smile dark shadow looked at you mouthing an "I'm sorry" which you awkwardly smiled and puts thumbs up saying it's all good

One day at lunch you'd decided to sit by your best friends Jirou and Tsuyu they were both chatting with Shoji and Koda you slowly walked up to them at their table they all looked at you in shock "Oh hey y/n you out of house arrest *kero*" she said bluntly but you knew she was worried "Yea..finally took it off of me but guys I really wanna say I'm sorry-"

"no need.." shoji interrupted you "It wasn't your fault he had it coming for a while now and it seems like you were in a bad mood" Shoji reassured you "yea plus he and the others got what they deserved as well good" Jiro said in a silly venomous tone "got what they deserved? What do you mean? Were they doing normal training?" They all looked at each other worriedly and then looked at you back "You didn't know? *kero*" You nodded your head "I couldn't after class I had to go straight into my room

Tsuyu and the others looked around to see if everyone wasn't listening when the coast seemed to be Cleary she leaned closely to you "ok I'm gonna whisper it you what happened and you can't tell anyone this ok" you nodded Eagar to find out what happened and this is what she told you

Apparently, on your 3rd day of house arrest, the big 3 came into the classroom for an "educational visit" Everyone was confused at 1st about why but that's when it got serious Mirio explained how Mina, hakagure, bakugo, momo, Iida, izuku, shoto, bakugo, and tokoyami were gonna have "special training" but mirio said it with an angry and serious tone, chill went up to there spine, that's when everyone else knew that it was gonna be serious and the students who were called looked nervous and surprised and some even cautious but this was just the beginning.

While everyone else was training the boys were getting harsh lectures from Mirio, especially at Izuku, Shoto, and Bakugo about Boundaries and other stuff, and were getting harsh training by having to fight Mirio without their quirks they were repeatedly getting punched in the stomach over and over again until one of them threw up

Kirishima Sero and Denki were lifting heavy objects until their bodies couldn't take them and if they fell neijire would grab their clothes harshly on purpose and snatch them up until their clothes were turning into ripped clothing

Mina and Hakagure were also getting the same punishment by Mirio but Neijire told Him to go easy a bit but was still upset how they didn't let her join playing with cute little you so payback I guess, also Tamaki ripped them a new one about keeping their hands to themselves while using a glare they never see him do before

You were shocked by all this progressing all half of you were saying this was karma this was deserved but the other hand told you they took it a bit too far but what comes around goes around I guess you were gonna have to talk to them about what the hell happened "serves them right in my opinion" Jiro shrugged carelessly while the other agreed "they should've went a bit easier on the, but what goes around comes around I guess *kero*" everyone else nodded while eating their food while you were wondering what the fuck just happened

"Y/n! You're here!" Your thoughts were interrupted by a familiar A familiar bubbly voice called you in it was Neijire alongside Mirio and Tamaki "Ah Senpais!!" Everyone at your table was shocked and bowed a bit while you waved happily at them "I see you're out of that house arrest good you back we've been worried about you sunshine!" Mirio said with his usual smile while Tamaki shyly waved back to you "we hope your doing ok.." Tamaki quietly said and you smiled "thanks guys! I'm doing so much better honestly that house arrest was surely a need! Probably shouleve begged for more" you jokingly said

"now now let's not get into more trouble! You don't wanna get detention or worse!" Neijire said with a laugh while you playfully rolled their eyes "anyways sunshine we were just wondering you wanted to join us for a sleepover this weekend!" Neijire said 3 eagerly wanting to know the answer "Actually y/n is bus this wee-" "I mean yea i guess i own yall one"

You interrupted them while the others at your table and the rest of your classmates glared jealously and deadly at them, bakugo was about to walk over there a cuss them out but Mirio looked his way and gave a warning glare which stopped him in his tracks and went back as he growled to himself talking among the other bakusqud "alright see ya! We're gonna have so much fun!" They walked back to their table while you notice how everyone in your class was glaring at them

"Those 3rd years think they could steal our darling just because they came to them.." the others agreed trying to plot some plan "I gonna blast them off to HELL when I get my hands on them!" Bakugo sneered while still glaring at them "cmon Bakubro you know what will happen if you do" Kirishima said trying to calm down his friend "Kiris right we can't take action just yet, especially this state"

Midoriya looked down he felt guilty about how he treated you but he wasn't gonna stand there and let them steal them away from you! "It was your guy's fault anyway for going too far just remember that," said Jirou as the others glared at her "This wouldn't have happened if all would just not taken it too far"

The class may not have a plan now but when they do they're gonna make sure those 3 know who theyre messing with and Mirio tamaki and neijire will be ready for when's that's to come

You on the other hand were thankful for the 3 but are gonna talk about how far their punishment was tho but one thing it did made you a bit confident and brave and not letting the others push you around you around anymore not again

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miyamoratsumuu · 4 months ago

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currently missing u so much :((

my dearest pookiest frans i just wanted to let you know that i lob u SOOOOOOAUURR much and i appreciate every single one of ur long asks bc i feel my heart jumping out of my heart when i see one in my inbox ☹️!! even if its short and simple witha picture or not i still treasure it like shells i collected as a kid (they ended up getting thrown away by my mom but its ok i have u in my pocket they will never find u)

no special occasion i js wanted to let u know i love you and appreciate u a whole bunch!!!! and more!!!!! you deserve the world!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!

^^ me in this universe bc in another we probably know eachother irl and shopping at every mha pop up store possible like as we speak.

SAKU MY LOVEEE I MISS YOU SO SO MUCH TOO!!!! I'm so glad the asks I leave in your inbox make you happyy AAAGHSHSJBD THAT MAKES ME HAPPY TOO ILY SO MUCH:(( well I treasure you like my collection of colorful beaded rings and bracelets that I've been collecting since 2020 😽😽 I legit look like I'm attending the eras tour everyday with how many beaded jewelry I wear LMAOSHAHAHUHA AND IF I'M IN UR POCKET THEN YOU'RE IN MY HEARTTTAAAAAAGHHH ILY ILY ILYYY!!!! you quite literally deserve all the love kisses hugs and care the universe has to offer, you're too good:((

^^ me in this universe bc in another, I could probably teleport to where you are rn, and we could gush about our todoroki bracelets together:(

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i-cant-sing · 3 years ago

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do you personally think enji would be the type to cry as he walks his kid down the aisle at their wedding?

yes, I mean he wouldn't cry while walking her down the aisle, but he definitely did cry the night before and also when you were young and asked him to pretend to walk you down the aisle while wearing a pillowcase as a veil. Repeatedly asks you if you're sure you want to got through this wedding, telling you that you just need to say the word and he'll get you out of there quietly. The whole time at the wedding, Enji has this big sad face and he'd have to force a smile whenever you'd look at him, but in reality his throat is closing up, his heart is sinking down and with everyone celebrating the happy occasion, he feels like his entire world is crashing and burning to the ground.

It just... he doesn't know where the time went so fast. Just yesterday, he was holding your hand as he taught you how to walk, chuckling when you'd look up and smile at him. And now, he's holding your hand tightly (almost like its you who is making sure he doesn't fall), arms linked and when he's about to give your hand to Katsuki, you smile at him, just like you used to when you were a kid and he pats your cheek and looks away when you kiss his cheek and give him a hug, thanking him for always being there for you.

His voice although monotonous, wavers the slightest bit when he's giving his speech and he shares all the sweet memories he's had the privilege of making with you all these years, and by the end of it, almost no eye in the room is not crying.

When the time comes for the father-daughter dance, and Enji hugs you tightly, just know its taking every fibre in his being and more to stop himself from whisking you away and locking you inside the house for the rest of time. And know this too, if Katsuki so much touches a hair on your head the wrong way, Enji will burn that rat bastard who stole his little princess from him until there's nothing, not even his ashes.

The Todorokis will be watching this marriage very closely, and they're all eagerly waiting for Katsuki's jealous ass to mess up.

And maybe when you're about to sit in the car and leave with Katsuki, maybe a small tear escapes out of Enji's eye when you look back and kiss his cheek one last time, making Enji lose his stoic composure as he engulfs you tightly, and for a second you think he isn't going to let go, but then he pulls back and tells you to call him everyday.

Because you have no idea how much Enji misses you when you're gone. Every singe day after your wedding, Enji goes to your room and makes your bed, sits on it silently and just tries to relive all the memories he has made with you, his hand smoothing the bedsheet over and over again. Every single day, he awaits for your call eagerly, heart breaking a little when you have to cancel on your daddy-daughter date and he just sits in the ice cream parlour sadly. But you make up for that when you drop by for surprise visits, either at home or at his office.

And maybe Rei doesn't love Enji anymore, but she still cares about him. So when Enji starts looking depressed, she may or may not suggest... a set up to make Katsuki mess up.

Nothing is more important to Enji than your happiness, but the longer you're away from him, the more he wants to just... bend that rule a little.

You're his baby, now and forever. <3

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localcactushugger · 4 years ago

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Does anyone else ever get sad thinking about the abuse Hawks went through as a kid? Because I keep making myself sad thinking about it.

It's so many different kinds of fucked up that just mixed together and created one huge toxic environment.

#1) The physical abuse.

Right off the bat, Chapter 299 starts with Keigo getting hit by his father for leaving the house. It doesn't actually show Keigo being smacked, instead it shows a panel of their "home". (although it's extremely small and looks more like a broken down shack in a field to me)

But the sound of the "smak" is very much punctuated in the panel, followed by Keigo hunched over with marks on his face:

The marks on his face are prevalent. Even in the smaller panel, Keigo still has a very obvious bruise under his eye and above his eyebrow.

THEN he gets kicked in the side/stomped on for "turning his back" on his father?? (Aka doing nothing. Literally what did he do?? Wtf?):

He's getting smacked and kicked around, but instead of crying or getting upset he just endures. Which brings me to:

#2) The Emotional and verbal abuse. (Strap in cause there's a lot of it.)

Keigo apologizes after his father kicks him for no reason, then he curls up into a ball, clings to his Endeavor plushy, and listens as his own father rants about how much he wishes that Keigo was never born.

^^^^^^^ LOOK AT WHAT YOU DID ASSHOLE. HE'S LITERALLY CLINGING TO HIS PLUSHY FOR COMFORT!! WHY ISN'T ANYONE HUGGING HIM??? CAN I HUG HIM??

Keigo says that he knew his parents were broken, so he endured because he wanted to avoid their fate.

Basically: "I know my parents are broken, but need to endure because I don't want to become broken too."

That's a horrible mindset for a child to have?? He's basically saying that he just needs to take the abuse and hope that he doesn't break because of it?

And I don't know how he wouldn't break from it with the way his parents talk to him, and all the horrible things they say:

The constant screaming/yelling. Like Shit.

"Don't do a damn thing!" " Who did you sell me out too?? You can't fool me!!" "Don't leave this house!" "Don't you dare lie to me!!" "Don't go talking to anyone!!" "You thought you'd get away with it didn't you??"

"How many times have I told you not to turn your back on me??"

"If only that punk was never born I'd be free."

"Why were you even born?" "Why do you even have those wings?"

He's gotten it from both parents. And every time it happens he just hugs his plushy a little tighter.

#3) The neglect.

In pretty much all panels of Keigo's home theres Trash everywhere. If you go back and look at the house there isn't a single panel without some kind of trash in the frame. I see beer bottles, wine bottles, wooden planks, trash bags, newspapers, dirty rags, dirty laundry hanging from the wall & hangers, floor boards coming up, leaks from the top of the walls.

The "house" is barely holding together as it is. It looks like it's about to collapse, and the inside makes you think a tornado ran through it. Nobody is bothering to clean up the mess. In fact the only person who seems to be patching up the house is Keigo. This seems to be a routine for him since he can be seen picking up a wooden plank to fix the wall. Too bad his father kicked him before he could repair the hole 🙃.

Seriously does the "house" even have running water? The windows are broken the walls are made of tin roofing tiles. Does it even have heating or insulation? It's obviously not suitable for a child. I'd be afraid that the roof was gonna fall on me while I was sleeping.

I understand they can't buy a proper home. But it wouldn't be so bad if someone acutely bothered to clean the inside a bit. At least maintain the house so your kid doesn't step on a nail, or glass from a beer bottle. IF A CHILD CAN PATCH UP A WALL SO CAN YOU. WHY IS KEIGO DOING ALL THE WORK?

You people are gonna get rats and bugs. (If you dont have them invading your "house" already)

And that's only the house.

What about Keigo? He doesn't even have shoes. His shirt is torn at the seams. And his parents didn't even notice when he left? Keigo's dad yelled at him for leaving the house and going outside, but was anyone even watching him in the first place? How does your child leave the house and make it halfway to the city before you notice? This little bird looks like he weighs 5 pounds! He's gonna get kidnapped!!

His mom is obviously unstable and she stares at the wall all day. And his dad hates him for existing. So I guess no one was watching him?

His mom also doesn't really seem to care when Keigo gets yelled at, hit, and kicked either. She just kinda stares at the wall. Then when her and Keigo become homeless and start living in a train station she guilt trips him into stealing for her. Like Really??

HE GOT INTO A CAR ACCIDENT TOO! You sent your child out to steal for you and he literally got into a car accident. He managed to save everyone involved but still, are trying to get your son hit by a truck? This is why I have so many mixed feelings about Tomie.

#4) Being held hostage in his own home.

This one is self explanatory. Keigo got hit in the face just for going outside. He was held hostage in his home for so long that he didn't even know heroes existed. And this is a society where heroes are everywhere. I'm sure it was a lonely childhood, kinda hard to make childhood friends when you get beaten just for leaving the house.

#5) Whatever the fuck "rough training" was.

I know we haven't seen Keigos "rough" training yet. Horikoshi only went into a little bit of detail about it when he mentioned that the commission taught Hawks negotiation skills as a kid. And then theres that one image in the Season 4 outro where Keigo has a blindfold on as a child during training.

But I still would like to know more.

Why would you put a child through "rough" training, strip him of his name, and tell him it's all because he's gonna become a "special hero" right after you've pulled him out of an extremely abusive situation. Like, you aren't gonna wait a bit? Preferably until he's a teenager? Not gonna give him therapy or something?

Isn't pulling a child out of an abusive situation and putting them through "rough training" kinda like transfering them from one abusive household to another?

LET THE BOY REST! LET THE KID BE A KID. YOU ONLY HAVE ONE CHILDHOOD AND HE'S ALREADY MISSED OUT ON MOST OF HIS!!

The training can wait.

If you want help him and support his family, do it out of the kindness of your heart and not because you think he'd be a useful hero.

I honestly don't know how this "training" went for Keigo, but considering that he doesn't currently have the best relationship with the HPCS . . . Well I don't know. All I know is that he never really seems too happy around people from the commission. He doesn't seem to agree with any of their ideologies either.

Honestly I just want him to find peace!

Based on what we've seen so far, (*cough* especially from the Todoroki family *cough*) you really shouldn't be training a child to become a hero in the first place. The training can start as a teenager if someone chooses to train.

Look at the way you massacred my boy! Give the kid a break for fucks sake!!

And these are just the early years. Don't get me started on everything else ✋🙄

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willowser · 3 years ago

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pleased to meet you—

dabi x reader

wc: 6.5k+

warnings: hurt/comfort, explicit language, implied/referenced drug abuse, implied/referenced suicide attempt(s), suicidal ideation, canon divergent, implied/referenced sexual abuse, heavy mentions of severe mental illness, touya needs a goddamn hug, and some therapy, eventual smut, post paranormal liberation war arc, AU

—hope you guess my name

CHAPTER 1/?

Please draw a picture to show how you feel about being here today:

Gotta be fucking kidding.

If the world were a perfect little cage, Touya might’ve been better at art. The new pack of unopened markers that are taunting him from the edge of the table: if only he had the talent to illustrate himself burning down to his bones, the ability to show a sack of meat rotting in a field, turning green and growing putrid with time. Enji without a face; an azure flame smothered; headless Shouto; Matsui, the smug fucking bastard, with his heart on a platter.

Bon appétit, fuckhead, Touya would say, it’s important to open up.

But, he’s not supposed to be like that anymore, not with all the medication he's on. And he's not that good at drawing, anyway, so he just stares at the smiley faces looking back at him. There are eight in total on the print-out, two in every corner, encouraging him to create more to join their little party. Touya thinks that in this moment, he would rather die than draw a stupid fucking smiley face, anything, really, that would somehow make him a willing participant to this crackpot evaluation.

(Touya thinks that in this moment he’s being awfully taxing, but he’s a Todoroki after all, and the men in his family tend to have a flair for the dramatic.)

Convenient, that blue is missing from the pack of primary colors. Red, too. In the back of his mind he thinks, what a goddamn psycho, can't even stand to look at the color of blood anymore after all the shedding of it he's done. At one point in time, he could have bathed in it, probably did after a decent night out, but now—now it just makes his scabs itch. Makes his wounds fester. What a joke.

Touya glances up from the page and at the fucking dolt, the absolute tool with the PhD sitting like a badge of honor on his wall. Congratulations, people probably say, you've come so far.

Touya says, "gotta be fucking kidding."

Matsui makes the face of an ugly fish, shrugging as if he can agree it's stupid as fuck to do this exercise, as if he isn't the one that pulled the paper packet from his drawer the minute Touya walked through the door. Fingers laced, ever the patient saint—he just wants to be friends, you know? Pals. That’s why Touya is in here, is at home and not in the goddamn nut house, because of his buddy Hayate.

"I think illustration could be very helpful for you."

Matsui Hayate—thirty-four, MA in psychology and social care, real proud of himself, has great parents, single, small guy. So far, he's the youngest person Touya's talked to, which is probably the whole point, to see if they can bond or whatever—and Touya is the oldest patient Matsui has ever counseled.

Because this program is designed for fucking kids.

The staples in his face pinch when he grins but he does it anyway, since it adds to his charm and all. The pages slap against each other as he waves the packet around, showing off all the negative space. “C’mon, it ain’t that hard to tell this is the inside of my cell, is it?” Matsui is a champ at not rising to any bait, which is what makes him the best, worthy in Enji’s eyes. “You wound me, really wound me.”

“Would you like to talk about Tartarus?”

In the movies, when triggering words are used, the subtitles do something like (%^#^$&%&); in a perfect little cage, Touya would just hear a bunch of static or beeping or noises that soften the blow a little, but Matsui thinks that shying away from these subjects will only “make his symptoms worse”. In a cage like this, which isn’t so much a cage as it is a hand around his throat, Touya doesn’t hear the echo of classical music or the twinkling of fairies or whatever the fuck; he hears the sound of rushing water, can picture it when it comes out of the hose, when it forces him into the corner of the room. Can feel it when it tears at his naked skin, the skin that’s still skin, the parts of Dabi that are still Touya.

(In this moment, he thinks he would rather die than be ripped open again. Probed. Assessed. In this moment, he thinks he would rather take his own heart out himself.)

People probably tell Matsui, you're doing so well for yourself. You're amazing at what you do.

"This event is causing me to feel," Touya squints down at the page; something else of Enji that is trapped within him: a shit eyesight, "very afraid, upset, and helpless."

"It's good that you're able to recognize that, Touya. Why don't you draw what that looks like to you, on that paper there?"

People probably say, I'm so proud of who you've become, Hayate.

They probably tell him, your parents must be so happy.

Touya takes the brown marker—because there isn't a black either—and draws a big X in the middle of the page.

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3. Recreate Relationships

Positive social experiences are imperative for reintegration to be successful, and these can be provided by individuals that will offer support, advice, and the friendship you may need to move forward in life.

Touya isn't allowed to walk down the block without Fuyumi.

In the beginning, he thought this would be fine because he had no interest in going down the block, up the block, or even leaving the house, really. In ten years, when they finally came into the musty, forgotten sector that is his childhood bedroom, he wanted them to find him under the desk, a skeleton with a middle finger raised. A fuck you from the grave; it’s what they all deserve. All of them.

But it’s turning out to be not fine because Fuyumi likes to do things. Together.

"We used to eat dinner at a place just like this! Don't you remember? They had a waterfall in the corner, just like this one!"

No, he doesn't remember.

Touya tells her, "no, I don't remember," and she presses her pout into the rim of her glass so he doesn’t see—but he does, he always does. Natsuo doesn’t say anything, only copies her frown emphatically, swiveling his head around to show off the roll of his eyes.

Sometimes Natsuo tries too hard to be an asshole, as if Touya will appreciate it and slap him on the back and say, you get it, you get why this shit sucks! You, little brother, totally, for sure get why things went south and why I had to try and murder our dad. I am so relieved to be a captive in your presence.

It never works out that way, though, and Fuyumi doesn’t ever say anything because she knows he’s just trying too hard. Coping, or something, that’s what Matsui says.

Fuyumi has ordered some cherry-floral-espresso-thing, one she keeps trying to give Touya a drink of, probably because he looks like shit even though she won’t say that, but he wants to order a beer. Or any alcohol, really, since it’s on the menu and just within his reach. It churns the acid in his stomach, revives his addictions like a roach that can’t be killed, even when you cut the head off—and Touya thought he’d cut the head off, that (%#@&*#!*) had cut the head off, but the little beasts are still there.

Reminding him of all the things he could be, with just a sip. Reminding him of all the things he’s been.

Touya doesn't drink anymore, not with all the medication he's on—and because he's been locked up for three years. Sober by force, not by choice, but it doesn't matter because he's different now. Touya is better now.

Touya doesn't do that anymore.

(Natsuo says, "cut it out, Yumi, he doesn't want any of your espresso crap," and Fuyumi still doesn't say anything, only presses her lips down into a thin line and shrugs like she doesn't mind; Touya really, really wants a hard drink. Or to blow his brains out. Either would work.)

There's yogurt from a doughnut in the corner of Natsu's mouth and Touya tells him it looks like cum, which turns his little brother's face red, which makes Touya laugh for the first time in a few days. Not a real laugh, not the kind that lights him up from the inside or makes him feel like these strangers mean anything to him, but enough that it placates them—for now. His sister turns her nose up at the joke (a joke, goddamn), but she eyes him all the same, that way she always does, that little triangle.

Left eye, right eye, chin, left eye. Observing him. Searching through all the ugliness to find someone she recognizes, someone that’s not a stranger to her, either. Touya wants to say, he's dead, Yumi, let it fucking go. Release me.

But he doesn't, just tapers off his laugh and then plays with a loose string from his sweatshirt, the same one he’s been wearing all week.

They're not even supposed to be here, because he isn't allowed to be within 300 feet of alcohol but Natsuo says, “this ain’t a bar”, in that tone, that kind of voice that tells everyone he doesn't care because he's an asshole, too, just like his brother. The kind that tells Touya they aren’t strangers.

This ain't a bar, and you're here Fuyumi, so what do we have to be worried about?

The royal douchebags two tables down keep nudging each other and nodding their heads toward Touya, probably asking each other if he's the guy, you know, the one that…? And the school girls that left when he'd walked in, they're wondering it, too. And the waitress that looks at his face too long and the couple walking by the window. They're all wondering, can’t believe it, rethinking their faith in the justice system because isn’t he the guy that…?

But what does Touya have to be worried about anyway, with his sister-slash-guardian here beside him.

"You should order something, Touya," she says, crossing her arms on the front of the table and smiling at him. "My treat." As if that's supposed to persuade him and not make him fucking sick.

The staples pinch again, but it's okay, because of the charm. "Y'know, I used to scrape mold off the bread I found in the dumpster."

Natsuo puts his doughnut down and looks up and away, as if whatever sports thing on the television in the corner is suddenly interesting (maybe it is, maybe Natsu likes that kind of shit, Touya wouldn't fucking know), and his sister just stares because she doesn't get it. She doesn't hide her frown this time, either.

"s'good, you should try it, Yumi."

There's a wanted poster outside the door of this place, pasted onto the red brick walls, this portrait of a blonde girl and her two little buns. Touya noticed it the second he rounded the corner.

"Probably could find some out back, if you wanted."

Maybe that's why he's in such a bad mood.

Maybe it's that, and maybe it's because he's a prisoner in his own skin now. Always was, really, but now he and Dabi have been lumped into the same meat husk, forced to fight it out day-by-day just so Touya isn't in a straight jacket for the rest of his life.

"I know this area pretty well, actually, think I got the shit kicked out of me two streets that way."

"Touya."

Matsui says not to dwell on that stuff, or talk about it with his family. Families are triggers, he says, for people who have suffered from this kind of trauma. So close to home, robbed of a safe space.

Touya is the first to break eye contact. Natsuo doesn't say anything, just stares at the television and furrows his eyebrows, because he's still just a kid that doesn't fucking get it, or listen. And Fuyumi doesn't want this, want Touya, as bad as she thinks she does; she doesn't say anything, either.

Matsui says Touya has a problem accepting help, even with all the medication. Even though he's better now. Maybe he’s in a bad mood because that makes sense—because Touya never needed their fucking help anyway—and he’d rather color a little rainbow in his workbook than admit his psychiatrist is right. The air at the table settles and the urge to disturb it rushes like the blood in his ears, but he just lets Natsuo order him a doughnut, too.

The guys two tables down start squaring their shoulders and shaking their heads, saying something about if he fucking tries it, dude, I'll take him out, as if Dabi isn't a killer.

As if he hasn't turned people to goddamn ash in the alleyway and laughed about it, as if he hasn't ruined families and killed heroes and orphaned children and tried to burn his own brother alive. As if he hasn't loved every sick fucking second of it. As if he wouldn't melt their eyeballs into some kind of jelly to put on Natsu's doughnut.

Yes ma'am, I would love a to-go bag, thank you.

Touya isn't like that anymore, though, because he's on medication. Because he's better now. So he's able to tuck his chin back into his arms and ignore them—for now, at least—and count the wood grain on the table. Fuyumi notices the conversation happening and tenses her fingers around her cup in the most minute way, in the way a criminal would around a knife they were getting ready to slash, or in the way a mother would around a boiling teapot she was getting ready to pour.

Matsui says it's important Touya learns how to "chill out". Chilling out, checking in, that's what he calls it and all the details are on page 23 of his workbook. Whenever he's experiencing intense emotions, he's supposed to ground himself.

That's how you chill out, you ground yourself.

Touya can see five things: the guys looking at him, the yogurt clinging to Natsuo's bottom lip, the letterbox menu behind the counter, the beer they offer on the letterbox menu, and the waitress behind the counter, trying to pretend like she's not freaked out by him.

Touya can feel four things: the heat from the cherry-floral-thing Fuyumi is drinking, the crinkly paper under Natsuo's doughnut, the woodgrain on the table, and the illicit vibration of the phone in his pocket.

Touya can hear three things: the shitty radio station with today's greatest hits, the guys saying they'll end Dabi if he tries anything, and his sister telling Natsu to wipe his mouth.

Touya can smell two things: sugar on the pastries and his brother’s overpriced cologne.

Touya can taste one thing: ash, like always.

Chilling out, checking in. This is how you ground yourself. This is what stops Dabi from winning the fight this time and coming out of the meat husk. This is what stops Dabi from flipping the table and ruining Fuyumi's game of pretend just so he can burn all the patrons down to their bones. To their own husks, just so he can set himself free.

That, and all the medication.

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Initially, 0.5 mg to 2 mg by mouth 2 to 3 times per day in patients with moderate symptomatology or in debilitated patients. For severe, chronic, or refractory target symptoms, initiate with 3 to 5 mg by mouth given 2 to 3 times per day.

The home security system is supposed to chime every time activity happens outside the front door, and it does. It fucking sings every fucking time and sends a live feed to Enji's phone, to Fuyumi's phone, and that little shit Shouto.

(Look at this beautiful home, it says, look at this wonderful haven you are keeping safe. Nothing can get in to hurt the ones you love, and nothing can get out either.)

Except when it's raining. Except when a car drives by.

The downpour has to be heavy, real heavy, like sheets-of-rain heavy in order to throw off the camera. In that kind of darkness, at 2:35 am, you can't see shit out there on the lawn, can only see anything at all when headlights go by, and headlights don't trigger the security system. It's a tricky little pickle: can only make a break for it in the rain, in the dark so the cameras can't pick up your shadow, and you have to move as the headlights flash without getting caught in them, or else it fucking chimes.

And Dabi ain't been caught yet.

Not that he's been doing this all that long, heading back out into the streets, two or three times maybe. Touya is lucky enough to have both negative and positive symptoms of his "condition", and that means withdrawal and flattening, means he doesn't want to do shit, like ever. All day long; he's lucky if he has the will to drag himself down the hall and into the kitchen just to eat some rice in order sustain his human body.

Sometimes the medication works and sometimes it makes him so anxious he has to rip out of his skin at 2:36 in the morning, in the dark, in the rain, just so he can breathe.

That's why he's texting Giran again.

Fuyumi, bless her little heart, thinks that Touya should have some privacy. Enji vehemently disagrees, however, but no one is really surprised about that, so that's why he's not actually texting Giran himself, but some asshat-offshoot kid, one that has a friend of a friend of a friend that can find shit for Dabi to do. Ways for Dabi to earn his own money.

Dabi.

Not Touya: Dabi.

Even though he's as good as some born-quirkless loser now: Dabi.

Yeah, he hates the suppressants because they don't get rid of the fire, they just hinder it, leave it with no place to go but up into his nose and throat—but there is something about being stripped of this stupid fucking thing that has ruled his life for so long. Nobody wants him anymore because he doesn't have what they want anymore, this fucking shit he's been cursed with. The makings of his very design.

And if they do want him, they're getting Dabi, without the wildfire. They're getting Touya. And if they want Touya, well—

—here he is, in all his rain drenched, mud and grass covered glory, trying to keep a cigarette lit under a shallow overhang outside a konbini. The lighter in his hand hurts the tips of his fingers every time he strikes it, but he can’t really help that he needs it, can he? And the son of a bitch he’s meant to be meeting is late.

(Or, Touya is just early, considering he only has a limited window to escape.)

(Either way, it’s miserable.)

At least twenty minutes go by before the friend of a friend of a friend shows up, looking surprisingly dry even though the rain is coming down hard, like the concrete when the fuzz has you backed into a corner and you’ve got nowhere else to go but down to the ground, and the first thing he says to Dabi is,

“Fuck, you’re ugly.”

It’s not like he has feelings to be hurt, but it takes him off guard, is all, so he just stares for a minute before flicking the damp cigarette at him.

“You’re late,” Dabi says.

“It’s pissing rain, fuck off,” as the kid says it, little things start coming out of his face like whiskers or worms. It’s not until he picks one out that Dabi realizes they’re quills, and he flicks one at Dabi in return before gesturing to the konbini like he’s waiting for this show to get on the road. “Well?”

Dabi doesn’t have anything, especially not a weapon, not allowed to these days. Every store clerk and their grandma knows what his ugly mug looks like, and he isn’t allowed to hold even a metal fucking chopstick. “Take it away, Needles, I’m followin’ you.”

The porcupine mutters something like gotta be fucking kidding, and it fills him with enough hot anger—embarrassment—that he wishes, just for a second, that he could sear the kid into the concrete, a bloody stain under a fucking streetlight. Yeah, that would feel better than any amount of money he’s set to make for the night.

“If you’re taking this,”

Something heavy, weighted and steel, is shoved into Dabi’s hands. Something that feels like something with a trigger, with a barrel. Something that Dabi has never even held before.

“then you’re leading, so go, before you fuck this up for us.”

The konbini chimes when they step through. Even with all the rain. Even with the street lamps and headlights, it still dings! Touya wonders if a live feed is going straight to Enji’s phone, of his fuck ugly face, holding a gun and pointing it at a man that hasn’t even looked up from the book in his lap.

Dabi hopes so.

Congratulations dad, he thinks, look where all that training got me.

(Matsui once asked Touya if he thought he really was a psychopath, after hearing him use the word over and over again, and Touya said yes. Yes he thought so, because he looks like one, he can tell; the fear living deep within him has become violent, become an ulcer of anger and grief. It’s left him a tragedy, marked, ever present like the staples holding him together.)

The porcupine starts shouting loud enough that the cashier looks up from his book—something in a foreign language, with desserts across the cover—and it crashes to the floor when he sees the gun. A bag is tossed across the glass counter, for the money. A fucking cliche.

Touya thinks about the frosted cookies on the page facing the floor.

“Put your hands down! Get the fucking money, now!”

About the pink rice cakes and the sweet fish pastry.

“He’ll blow your head off, do it!”

About the poached pears, about the kind of delights he’s never known, never had the chance to. That's why Touya can't kill the cashier, who is talking rapidly in a language he doesn't know, because he can’t stop thinking about the kind of things he’s never had. Because he can’t stop looking at the picture on the counter, of the cashier and a little girl in a pink dress.

The bag isn't full yet, but the man is just crying and babbling and raising his hands above his head.

Touya thinks about a birthday cake and a lonely child. About a lonely child. About a fatherless child.

Touya doesn't know Korean, but fear transcends all languages. Can always tell when someone is pleading for their life. He’s seen them do it enough times before their skin melts off their bones and their muscles turn to soot under his boots, smoke on the wind. The worst thing about being sober is having to remember it all.

The quills sticking out of Needles’ face are what protect him from the gun when Touya spins around and launches it at his head, but the surprise of it all gives him enough time to shove the kid over and make a break for the door. It chimes, and he wonders if Fuyumi can see him sprinting through the rain on her phone, if the headlights are bringing attention to the catastrophe that is her older brother. If she’s watching him run from the ghost he’s been.

That restaurant he doesn’t remember is only two blocks down and Touya thinks it’s all Fuyumi’s fault that he dives into the cover of darkness in the alleyway behind it. There’s another wanted poster that he ignores, because he doesn’t have time to unpack all that (Matsui says something about “found family”), and there is one single light shining through the window of the back door.

It’s dim, just enough that Touya can see an idle kitchen through three thick plastic flaps at the end of the short hall. There’s enough blood pumping through his veins and ears that his eyes must be wild, a little savage, a little frenzied, and when he tugs on the door handle, it comes open.

By some rotten luck, the fucking thing comes open, and it doesn’t ding or chime.

There’s enough silence in the place that he can count the beats of his heart, every rapid one, and something like vomit builds up in his throat as he sees dirty plates in the sink, wrinkled paper wrappers, empty espresso cups. The ulcer that sours him burns, like alcohol going down, like alcohol coming back up, and his phone won’t stop vibrating in his pocket.

The worst thing about making an awful mistake is when you realize you’ve made it, when you realize it’s too late to go back and undo it. In the movies, you can rewind, you can stop the tape before it gets to the part when the love interest leaves or when the gun fires, but not in this life. Not in this little cage.

That’s what reminds Touya that he’s crazy, psycho, bat-shit: the guilt. Fuyumi’ll be upset, he thinks. She’ll be disappointed, she won’t think he deserves any more privacy because he’s fucked it all up, just like always.

Congratulations dad, Touya thinks. Fuyumi’ll be so upset.

But he doesn’t have a lot of time to dwell, for his face to puff up like a fish or for the staples in his cheeks to pinch with his smile, with his frown—because plates drop and someone gasps and Dabi has to tackle the waitress, the one who looks too long, near the bar into the dining area.

“Get off me!” She screams, frantic, even though she should be crying, even though she shouldn’t be here in the first place. “Getthefuckoffame!” Stinging, her little hands are stinging as she slaps at his face and his arms; it hurts, just like it always does when someone puts their hands on him.

“Shut up!” Dabi shouts, “Shut up! Pipe down or I’ll fucking kill you!”

One shrill scream nearly breaks all the goddamn windows in the place as she forces all her energy into her throat, to make as much noise as possible in hopes that someone will hear, some fuck in a cape that will save her stupid life, and Dabi has to take his hands from her arms and wrap them around her throat.

That’s what reminds Touya that he’s a psychopath.

It only takes one gag and then she's silent, hands flying to claw at his as her eyes go wide. Teary. Huge, like the plates she dropped when she saw him. It would only take a little more pressure, and then she’d be fucking quiet.

That’s what makes Touya realize he’s making a big mistake: the guilt.

What if he fucking kills her. Fuyumi’ll be so upset.

What if he fucking kills her and gets sent back to (&%@^#*%!) because he fucked up again, choking this waitress that looked too long at his ugly face. Wrong place, wrong time—shouldn’t have been here at 3 am, shouldn’t have been washing dishes or putting up plates—and now he’s going to ruin two lives before this is all over.

There’s a slam in the kitchen, like a door banging against the wall because someone has kicked it open so hard, and then that son of a bitch kid yells, “Where the fuck are you, you ugly bastard?”

The minute the waitress is able to breathe, she does it all heavy and ragged and Dabi—no, Touya—Touya has to clamp his hands over her mouth. Immediately, she tries to scream again and he has to get all up in her face and say, shut up, he’ll kill us, you idiot, seriously, and then she starts crying finally. There’s some more chaos in the kitchen, like that kid is pulling open cupboards and knocking over silverware looking for him, so Touya drags himself and the waitress behind a decorative wall. The one with the waterfall, which isn’t flowing because it’s 3 am.

Fuyumi’ll be so upset, he thinks, if his blood gets in the reservoir for this thing when the porcupine kills him.

"I know you're in here!"

Yeah, no shit, where else would he have gone? Touya has the urge to text Giran—or whoever is supposed to be relaying his messages to Giran—and say, wow, a real winner, Needles is.

The waitress beside him wrenches her arm out of his grasp, but doesn’t make any moves to get up, only leans away and claps her own hands over her mouth. Disgusted by him, with all the touching—he doesn't blame her.

Tables get knocked over and chairs roll; she flinches so hard that her entire body starts shaking, like a little leaf, and the thing that really, finally draws the line is that she cries without making a sound. Just staring dead-eyed at the floor, tears pouring down her face, hard, like the concrete that doesn’t kill you when you jump off the third story building. Like the binds on your hands when they throw you in an institution.

Touya knows that look, feels it.

When he stands, the staples pinch and tug, pull on a mask of falsified surprise up around his eyes and mouth. The girl still doesn't look, because she's past the point of fear, because she's envisioning her death. Trying to swallow the realization that there isn't a scenario here in which she makes it out alive; she sours, already reeking, already rotting.

"There you are," Dabi says, "Been looking for you."

"You cheap fuck!" Three quills come out of the pores on Needles' face, but they don't leave his skin yet. "I knew the minute Renzo mentioned you it would end like this, because you're worthless now."

Yeah, probably.

Dabi says, "yeah, probably," and, "your fault then, for expecting otherwise."

The waitress flinches when he takes a step forward, so he grits his teeth and stills.

"My therapist tells me it's important to take responsibility for your fuck-ups—I'm paraphrasing—so it'll be better for your mental health if you start there."

"You fucking—!" The porcupine starts to dole out another insult, about him being ugly or weak or something, but he can't make it that far before rage is shooting those quills, and a few more, out of his face.

Dabi takes five in the shoulder before he manages to dive behind an overturned table and he knows that if he waits, the kid'll advance, so he flips himself over the top and straight into the son of a bitch.

Not a great idea, in retrospect, considering the guy is made up of pins and needles, but it knocks him off guard enough that Dabi can get a few hits in. The skin of his knuckles gets ruined and the staples on his left hand become loose enough that he loses four.

How will he explain that to Fuyumi?

There’s no time to figure it out; the kid sends a wave of quills his way, getting stuck in his hair and all his gaps.

There's some instinctive side of him that laughs when he's in pain, maybe because it was all he had at one point, and he does it again, here, beneath this fuck that will probably kill him because he's worthless now. Underneath his skin, between his bones, his whole body is heating up in the way that it's meant to, the way Enji wanted, but it just builds and builds and builds. As if the edge of the cliff keeps extending, never quite letting him meet the end he’s always chasing.

Fuyumi’ll be so upset, he thinks, when they find his body at the bottom of the river in three months. If they ever find it. If they can identify him.

And then there is the sound of plates crashing and another gasp, a wet one, and another curse and the beating stops. When Touya opens his eyes—which are already swelling—the porcupine is still, looking at the decorative wall before easily dodging flying ceramic.

A ramen bowl.

A bunch of wooden spoons.

A sushi tray.

Six quills come out of his forehead as he leaps off Touya, the sound of them getting stuck in the plaster is barely audible underneath the shriek that echoes across the empty dining room.

“Hey,” Touya croaks. Another plate sails. The kid advances, fast. “I said, hey!”

The wall comes apart with a terrible snap and crunch, one that sounds too loud for this time of night, and the waitress scrambles back so fast that all her little weapons spill out of her hands. There’s a mess of black makeup across her face, like she’d tried to wipe away all the tears before facing her own doom, and Touya might have thought it was funny if she wasn’t about to die.

“You little bitch!”

Crawling across the floor and grabbing him by the leg earns Touya a kick to the face and it's—nice, almost. How comfortable the floor becomes, how much heavier his eyes get. Finally, Touya thinks. Finally. It’ll end, every last crack in his being will split open and his organs will be soot under a boot, smoke on the wind. His skin will unravel and whatever still lives, whatever it is that keeps his bones moving, will finally get the ending it should have received years ago.

Finally, Touya thinks.

The sound of screaming is most often the background noise in his dreams. Sometimes it's from a crowd of people watching on as he burns a hole through Enji's skull, sometimes it's his own while he's getting dragged away in quirk suppressing handcuffs, fighting so hard that the muscles in his arms are tearing.

Sometimes it's his mother, when she sees him for the first time in years. How putrid, how fuck ugly.

Very rarely is it from some random woman that's made herself his next victim; Dabi never sought out little girls on the street to grab, to abuse or torture. Matsui says, "the women in your family mean more to you than you might realize," and he must be right, that stupid fuck, because Touya opens his eyes to stare at the ceiling, thinking,

Fuyumi'll be so upset, if she finds out he's come back here. To this life that doesn't want him anymore, to this life he's clinging to, the shadow that has ruined him. To Dabi.

The screaming is all from the waitress, loud, bloody fucking murder, and Touya is thinking of his sister, of his mother, of how the women in his life mean more to him than he realizes, and that's why he's up and falling over the her as quills fly.

They don't hurt bad enough to kill him, but he's already bleeding and he must be getting it all over her. There’s a stabbing pain above his right eyebrow and in his top lip that has him flinching, which only makes it worse. Touya is thinking, we're going to fucking die here, me and you.

They'll think his body laying over hers is because he killed her. They'll paint him as the villain one final time.

"C'mon motherfucker," Touya leans his back against her chest and yanks one of the quills from his lip, just so it doesn't get in the way of his charm. When she gasps, he feels it, the hot breath of her panic right at his ear, and if he had any skin on the back of his neck, it might have given him goosebumps. “Fucking do it already.”

“Whatever you want, if it’s money, just take it!” The waitress sits up a little, bringing Touya with her, and her arms shoot out over his shoulders. “Please, just take it and f-fuck off!”

The porcupine steps closer and the waitress, she, her, crosses her arms just a little, resting them right under his neck. Against his skin, her skin, in the way that always hurts, and her fingers dig into the fabric of his sweatshirt, the one he’s been wearing all week.

“Renzo is gonna put your head on a fucking pike and that’s the only reason I’ll keep you alive, just so I can see it.” The kid kicks Dabi in the knee once for good measure before letting out a pathetic little huff, waving a hand through the air and turning like neither of them are worth his time. The girl doesn’t breathe until the backdoor swings shut.

Even when she scrambles back, she doesn’t say anything, just hyperventilates as his head falls back against the floor. Then she starts all the crying again, though it isn’t the scary silent kind, but the kind where she can’t catch enough of her breath to make the wailing sound that must be building in her stomach.

The women in his family must mean more to him than he realizes, because Touya just stares at the ceiling, thinking, Fuyumi’ll never know. Because he didn’t kill the cashier or the waitress, and Needles didn’t off him like he wanted to. Like Touya wanted him to.

“Y’r fine.” He mumbles, then repeats himself when she wipes her snot and glares at him. “s’fine.”

“It is not fine, asshole!” Her hand swipes through his hair, which has just started to stand out now that it’s drying, but she never actually hits him. There’s a quill stuck in his ear and she tugs it free from his skin without remorse. “We almost died!”

“We didn’t.”

“You were going to kill me!”

“No, I wasn’t.”

It feels like a secret, like an unholy confession he shouldn’t be sharing, and it shuts her up. Her, the waitress, she. There’s the sound of her pants sliding across the tile as she gets closer, and she tugs out the three quills on his neck a little easier. Gentle, almost, if Touya knew what that felt like.

“I don’t do that anymore,” he says, “I’m better now.”

The view of the ceiling is obstructed because she leans forward, sniffs and puts her face above his so that she is all he sees. Her. The waitress. The tears tracking down her face look like they’re going to drip on him, but they don’t, just slide over the edge of her jaw and make a dark trek down her neck. One that he follows with his eyes. It’s hard to see her face, what her eyes are saying, but the dim light from the kitchen gives a hint to the slow blink of her lashes, the scrunch of her nose when she sniffs, the pout dragging her lips down. Touya hasn’t been this close to a girl in years.

“Are you?” She asks. Her. The waitress. Touya doesn’t reply, because he doesn’t know what to say, and she just stares, like she’s waiting. Like she wants to hear the answer.

She.

Her.

The waitress.

You.

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Characters: Kaeya, Kiba, Bakugo, Todoroki Shoto, Kirishima, Sesshomaru, Sasuke

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64: Travel

Kaeya

“Y/n remember that we are nomads, while Mondstadt is our starting place, the entire world is our home.”

When the old lord Ragnvindr died you were in Snezhnaya with your mother. Maybe it was just confusion or the fear of hurting your friends when you stayed away from your old home for a while. Your father’s passing during a trek through Sumeru, and your mother pleading for you to care for your younger sister.

“Y/n, are we starting a new adventure here?” Dyri asks as you give a small nod.

“Kind of. Think of it as a new start for you and an old chapter for me, do you want to go to the main city first?”

She nods, you almost forget about the purpose of the return.

“Actually we’re gonna stop by a friend of mine’s place first. He has our keys and I’m sure he just left the building the way we left it,” you smile picking up your bag.

“Key? Do we have a house here?”

You ruffle her hair. “Yeah we do.”

From where you were to the old estate you hadn’t expected the change. Looking at the maid you give a weak smile.

“Hello, how can I help you?”

You hesitate but finally speak. “I’m Y/n L/n, my dad left the keys to our estate with the previous master. I was just coming to get them.”

She pauses confused. “I’ve never heard that name before, let me speak with my master. You can have a seat. I should be back in a moment.”

Dyri looks around excitedly. “Y/n, is our house this big?”

“No, ours is a little smaller. But I was thinking of running it as an inn since there’s a lot of rooms, I’m sure the grandmaster wouldn’t mind,” you mumble.

Just as your sister was getting impatient a familiar face appeared.

“Kaeya!” You smile, jumping up to hug him tightly.

“Y/n, you’ve definitely grown. How’ve you been? I see you have a kid,” he chuckles, patting your back.

You step back with a frown. “I haven’t had a child, this is my little sister Dyri. Some things fell through and we have to stay in Mondstadt.”

Kaeya’s smile fell. “What happened?”

“I’d rather not talk about it in front of her,” you admit.

“Are you Y/n’s friend? They told me all about how you guys used to play pirate! Guess what I have a vision, and so does Y/n. I’m jealous though they got hydro and I got Dendro,” Dyri rattled off every thought that seemed to pop into her head.

“Dyri, I told you to take off your jacket, it’s far too hot to wear it here. I’ll let you wear it if we visit Snezhnaya,” you reach out a hand.

She pouts. “Traveling is no fun when y/n nags.”

Chuckling again Kaeya hands you a key but picks up one of the bags. “Well let’s get you two home then. I’m sure Grandmaster Jean is in for a big surprise.”

You gasp. “Jean is the grandmaster? You need to tell me everything I missed while we walk.”

“Of course, I won’t forget a single detail.” He smirks.

“I’m sure you remember every little thing that happened,” you smile.

“Y/n, can you take me fishing once we settle?”

65: Somen

Kiba

“Y/n, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Are you helping with the nagashi somen?” Mr. Ichiraku asks as you walk into the shop.

Giving a small smile you nod. “Of course, you guys have been a big help for us. I’m more than happy to help.”

“Is it just you or-

“I’m helping!” You look back as someone walks in the door.

Smiling, you silently cheer to yourself. Setting up for the event was usually an all day thing but with extra hands time goes faster and less time spent. You were surprised to see Kiba.

“Oh, Y/n, I didn’t expect to see you here. Do you usually help?” Kiba smiles.

“Yeah, you know my dad loves volunteering us for stuff. I do it out of habit now,” you shrug. “What did you want me to help with this time, Mr. Ichiraku?”

“You’re on cooking duty for zone 1, but since you’re here now you can lend a hand with set up. Will we be seeing any of your kids?” He asks.

You shake your head. “I asked but we might see like one or two, they’re really little so I’m sure they have early bedtimes. But since I’m cooking, that means I can’t participate.”

Mr. Ichiraku laughs. “You’ll work in shifts, so no worries. I know how much you look forward to the Nagashi somen event.”

Kiba smirks. “I remember when you tried to see who could eat the most servings.”

“Don’t remind me.” You groan as the faint memory pokes at the back of your mind. “When it comes to Uzumaki and noodles no one can beat him.”

“You better believe it.” The blond shouts as if always nearby when someone mentions his name.

You roll your eyes. “I’m gonna head out and start checking the marked areas.”

“I’ll help, did you want me to take the stuff out now?” Kiba asks as you walk back to the door.

“Yeah, you two can handle that much right?”

You give a small nod. “Of course, I deal with kids most days. But I can lift the stands.”

Maybe three was a bit early to be setting everything up. You could feel your sweat sticky on your skin as you rush checking all the lanterns at each spot, the nearby shops would have their outside lights on but otherwise, the night light and lanterns would light everything.

“Take a break or you're gonna pass out,” Kiba states forcing a bottle of water into your hand.

Accepting it you feel a familiar feeling, one you hated the most. An oncoming sneeze just as you start to open the bottle. With little time to cover your mouth you manage to spray Kiba with the water bottle.

He blinks a bit and laughs. “Be more careful, unless you just love seeing me dripping wet.”

You bite your lip nervously. “I didn’t mean to do it the first time.”

“So you meant to do it this time?” He smirks as he shakes the water off.

“Oi, I’m in the line of fire,” you hold up your hands to shield yourself only to get covered with the other half of the water bottle.

What a great way to cool off. Exchanging looks you both couldn’t help but burst into laughter. What a nice way to start the event.

66: Team building

Bakugo

“Hello again, I’m so excited that we get to have a team-building camp here in Okinawa.” The leading hero states into the mic. “All you youngins have been getting in fights with each other off the battlefield and we thought we should remedy that. This whole resort is gonna be your anger management, don’t worry about expenses we got that covered.”

Suddenly, Present Mic appears. “Now for the partners. We took the liberty of pairing everyone with someone they’ve had problems with. Don’t worry Bakugo, you're paired with Y/n. Now I’ll start listing off the other pairs.”

You weren’t even sure if your face squished into one of disgust or frustration. Sure Bakugo had come to your home and made you food. You still wanted him to change some of his actions, possibly apologizing but you weren’t going to push your luck there.

“Huh, no wonder they put us in the same fucking room,” Bakugo scoffs as he tugs on his shirt.

“Right. So apparently this is because we don’t get along?” You mumble.

Leaning closer to you Bakugo glares. “Speak up, you sound like that damn Deku.”

“Your best friend?”

“We’re not friends!”

You consider holding up your phone to show him the video but you decide that can come later. “Right… I’ll remember that for later. I didn’t know that Tsuki was Tsun-tsun.”

Quickly grabbing your phone you started running.

“Get back here you fucking extra!”

No way were you gonna do that after what you just said, honestly you were embarrassed that the words even left your mouth. But that wasn’t an issue when you’re running for your life.

“Y/n?” Kirishima came into view.

“Running for my life see you later,” you laugh giving a quick wave.

Checking your phone for a split second you were on the right path. Each team was given a different location to get to, you had ten minutes to get there since someone needed to take a shower before the event started. By the time you get there, you’ll be exhausted but it’ll be worth it to get there on time.

That was until a few minutes and you literally hit a wall. Bakugo hot on your tail cornered you. You tried to calm your racing heart from the running but you jump slightly when his fist makes contact with the wall now behind you. Oh, you were in trouble. What was something you could do?

“You’re dea-

You look up pleading. “Katsuki, why are you so mean to me? Ever wonder if the reason I’m so comfortable throwing myself in danger around you is because I feel comfortable around you?”

He freezes up. Taking a step back but it was enough time for you to look up. The wall was just tall enough for one of you to reach down for the other if one person got on top.

Bakugo looks around confused. “What the hell?”

“We need to get in, in five minutes and we need to work together. Just trust me okay, Katsuki.”

He narrows his eyes but nods. “Fine. But I’ll get you back for that later.”

Oh how lucky that lying was a wonderful habit you picked up upon being raised by villains.

67: Popsicle

Todoroki

“You’ve had popsicles before right?” You ask while handing the frozen treat to Todoroki.

“Of course.” He nods.

You frown. “Then how come every time you eat it you look like you’re trying to be lewd?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he raises a brow.

“Mhmm, right. You’d never let me eat one again if I ate one the way you do.” You frown.

“Really? Then show me.” He teases, you could see that knowing look in his eyes.

You didn’t like doing stuff like that, it wasn’t your thing. Putting on a show for any reason was kind of boring. Maybe that was why you liked Todoroki so much he was straightforward and blunt to a fault.

“Why should I demonstrate?” You argue with a pout.

“Because I wanna see what you do.” He smirks.

“Stop it! Gods above who made you this fuckingnhandsome?” You cover your mouth, muffling your words into a mess as you look away.

Shoto boops you on the nose with his popsicle stick. “I’m sure my mom would love that compliment.”

68: Festival (Japan specific)

Kirishima

Was this a bad idea? This was a bad idea. Definitely a bad idea. And you had to be the first person to arrive effectively waiting in the only outfit that you never thought you’d wear.

“Hey you’re looking really nice,” someone approached you but an arm cuts in before they can get too close.

“Do you have any business with my date?” Kirishima could look real mean if he tried and you weren’t sure if he was trying.

“Eijiro.”

He turns around and almost as if a switch flipped you could see imaginary ears and a tail wagging excitedly behind him. “You look amazing Y/n, when we decided to wear Kimonos I knew you’d look great but you look even better.”

“Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself, big guy.” You smile patting the top of his head after standing just a bit straighter.

The person who was probably trying to pick you up had a good route of escape with Eijiro distracted. You hug Kirishima.

“So when are the rest gonna get here?”

“Should be here soon.” He hugs you back picking you up just enough that you could feel your sandal slip.

Before you could get a good footing you get tackled by a speedy assailant. “Y/n.” A familiar whine makes you laugh.

“Calm down there Keith, it’s okay I’m sure Bakugo didn’t mean it,” you assure the woman as you pat her back.

Luckily you hadn’t fallen, you don’t know what you would have told your stepmother if your kimono had gotten dirty.

“It wasn’t Bakugo, Kaminari said I looked like a washboard.” She whines.

“I didn’t say it-

“Oi, dumbass thoughts speak louder than words for mind reader, you know this,” Bakugo scoffs.

You roll your eyes. “How original did your mommy design the Dynamight kimono for you?”

“Wanna say that again to my face?”

“Hey, hey. No fighting. We’re supposed to be enjoying the festival, remember? No patronizing, no arguing and where is Mina?” Kirishima looks around.

As if hearing her name Mina pops out of nowhere. “Here, sorry. I just got a little hung up Toru and My girlfriend are right behind me.” She gasps trying to catch her breath.

Did she run all the way from the station? Kirishima finds a way to keep Keith off you and hand her over to Bakugo, not that she would cry to you for very long. You couldn’t bring yourself to say out loud that the kimono is supposed to look flat. It was amazing that you’d managed kimonos instead of Yukata.

“Where to first?” Kirishima asks.

“How about we play some games first, then if we get hungry we can get some food,” you suggest.

Mina’s girlfriend smiles. “I brought a blanket so we can find a spot and eat. Maybe we can watch the fireworks from wherever we pick?”

“That is a good idea. Let’s not forget anyone,” You nod showing your wrist. “I have my watch in case I get separated.”

Bakugo, Kaminari, and Toru show theirs as well.

“Good that way we can contact in case of the inevitable separation.” Keith nods.

Mina crosses her arms. “No work, unless it’s an emergency.”

You look away.

“Y/n.”

“You can’t exactly stop me from-

“No work.” Kirishima gives you a playful tap.

“No work.” You repeat.

Bakugo has a shirt smirk on his face. “I have enough sense to know when to take a break.”

Keith scoffs. “Yeah after I’ve practically made a—

“Don’t finish that sentence you’ll face the consequences later and honestly you dug that grave.” You shake your head as you lead the way to the first game you see. “Let’s try that.”

69: Garden

Sesshomaru

Holding your bag straps out so the bag is pressed firmly to your back you couldn’t help the cheek burning grin that had slapped itself on your face. “Sessho, let’s go over to the arches. I wanna take cheesy pictures under them.”

You and Sesshomaru were walking through a public garden. It was a very popular date spot and you were surprised you hadn’t thought of going there before. Albeit Sesshomaru stood out with his three piece suit and messy ponytail, while you sport casual walking clothes.

“Young master I’ll take the pictures.” Appearing out of nowhere the older man produces a camera out of thin air and you couldn’t help but expect this.

“Thank you Jaken.” You smile as Sesshomaru behinds leading the way.

Boy oh boy could you feel eyes while standing on the arches. Maybe it was the height difference? Maybe it was the clothing contrast? Or maybe it was the few guards that were putting others on edge? If this had still been the beginning of your relationship you would have thrown a fit about it too, but you’ve been kidnapped five too many times.

“Is that adequate?”

You nod. “Yes, maybe next time we can bring Rin with us. We can look like a little family. And we can wear matching outfits.”

But you knew that was a pipe dream. Everyone knew what the hexagonal tattoos on his body symbolized, even if they didn’t, you knew they were wary of him regardless.

“In the garden at the house.” Sesshomaru states.

Your eyes light up. “Really?”

“Yes. Possibly the next time we come we can bring the child, but we need to also bring my idiot brother.” He continues.

Frowning at this you squeeze his hand a bit. “He doesn’t do it on purpose, I think it’s just because he’s your brother. Maybe there’s a reason? He did come to me at the threat of his own life for you.”

He looks down at you. “He doesn’t have to walk with us. I’m sure he’ll like the flowers, some are the ones his mother loved.”

Looking at him you smile. “You never talk about your mom, what is she like?”

This makes him pause. “We have different mothers.”

“I know that, come on. You and Inuyasha look like brothers because you got strong features from your dad. But I know Inuyasha's black hair is from his mom.” You explain. “We all did go to school together for a short time. It was when you ju-

Cutting off your words you look down. Sesshomaru had taken over as the boss after his dad died. He didn’t come to school for two weeks, and the teachers didn’t outright say anything but you knew what happened because you lost your parents in that skirmish. Middle school was hard for both of you.

“Don’t dwell on it.” He says tugging your hand a bit.

Digging your toe into the gravel you look up at him. “Sessho, let’s get married.”

70: Lakehouse

Sasuke

With the car in park, you roll the map up and start hitting the male that was behind you. “Do you know the meaning of bringing something to entertain yourself? Fucking brat.”

“Sasuke, your partner is beating me up,” Naruto complains as you continue to swat him.

“Y/n, let’s start getting everything inside. Everything should be clean, Itachi was at the lake house a few days ago,” Sasuke nods as he places a hand on your shoulder.

You pout. “Okay, you’re lucky I love my boyfriend.”

Sasuke looks at you for a moment and you just get out of the car. Spending the week with friends was nice especially when it was a glorified group project.

“Y/n, did you finish the layout?” Shikamaru asks, throwing a bag at you.

“Mm, it’s all fill-in-the-blank from there. I studied the notes you sent me, did Sakura finish the diagram?” You look around for the next person.

She takes the bag from you. “Yeah, I sent you a picture of it. Check if anything is off.”

“I’ll do that inside.” You nod.

Naruto grabs at least six bags. “Why do we have to think about Professor Kakashi’s group project while on break?”

The second car pulls up when Sasuke gets the door open. “Because it’s twenty percent of our grade. You will not be slacking off.”

“When did we make friends with studious people?” Ino sticks out her tongue before jumping down from the truck.

You smirk. “The faster work is finished the more time you have for fun. I also bought like five times the snacks.”

“Sasuke, why is your partner so prepared?” Sakura whines.

“Because we know someone ate at least half the snacks on the way here, and they are trying to look out since we’re supposed to grill tomorrow,” Sasuke rolls his eyes as he reaches for you.

Taking his hand you jump down. “Are we really? I thought you were joking.”

“I was at first.” He shrugs.

Kiba pokes out his head. “Sasuke joking? I’ve heard it all.”

You roll your eyes. “No one forgot anything did they?”

A chorus of moles follows.

“Mom, I forgot sunscreen,” Hinata teases.

“I brought extra.” You shrug.

Sakura pouts. “You’re not gonna correct her?”

“Should I? I am the mom friend, let’s just finish unpacking.” You urge holding Sasuke’s hand in yours.

Naruto laughs. “If y/n is the mom friend does that mean Sasuke is the dad friend?”

Sasuke rolls his eyes. “Yes, I’ll leave to buy cigarettes and never come home.”

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uwuwriting · 4 years ago

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Kids getting their quirks w/ Todoroki, Deku and Bakugou

Request: *cracks knuckles* uH may i pls have a headcanon for half half bastard, deku, and king explosive murder when their child’s quirk manifests? have a great day (or night lol) iajsmsjsnsk :D 💕- anonymous

Okay my baby fever isn’t over but now I know the main factor. Apart from my new obsession with dad Nanami, my period is also here so yay. I’m in pain. SO let’s feed my baby fever even more with some pro hero dads bc I love them and cherish them. Nanami is still ruling my heart though. Love ya💖💖💖

masterlist II rules

warnings: babies!!!!, domestic au, dad au, fluffy, no warnings really, unless it causes you baby fever so beware of the baby fluffs.

Todoroki Shoto

-Baby was called from the daycare because the twins teacher couldn’t control their quirk manifesting.

-Daycares are ready for quirk manifestation but someone hurt Rei and Ren kinda exploded and they couldn’t control the fire.

-Rei got startled and her ice blocked both toddlers from the outside world as they were now existing in their own little igloo.

-He panics because he fears that they hurt themselves or each other by using their quirks.

-Scenarios of them attempting to hug each other, a habit they’ve had since they were wittle babies, and burning their skin or causing frostbite.

-He rushed to their daycare, paperwork long forgotten on his agency’s desk as he stormed inside the classroom the small ice barrier splitting the room in two making his heart skip a beat.

-Motioning to the teacher to leave he approached the block of ice, touching it with his left hand watching the ice melt as he finally spotted his two little girls, huddled together in the furthest spot of their igloo, trembling in each other’s arms.

-Shoto ducked inside, slowly approaching them as they untangled from each other and rushed to him, meeting him half way in a crushing hug.

-They both sobbed in his chest as he rubbed their backs.

-Shushing them he tried to get a coherent story out of them but the only answer he managed to pry from them was a jumble of sorries and sobs.

-Picking them up, he asked them where their stuff was and after getting everything he excused all three of them and left the daycare, leaving a now melting igloo for the staff to clean up.

-Back at home he managed to get them to calm down completely and made them something to eat.

- “It’s alright, you protected each other like we’ve taught you. Your quirk activating is not your fault so stop blaming yourselves.”

-They didn’t seem very convinced and they reminded him of himself back in high school, when he wouldn’t accept his left side as part of himself.

-Hugging them close once again he left a kiss on each of their little heads, blowing a raspberry on their cheeks making them giggle at the feeling.

-He loves the sound of their laugh.

- “You have no control over your powers and that’s okay. Me and mommy will help you with that.”

-Deep down he was proud of his girls.

-They didn’t lose complete control and Rei managed to minimize her ice from coating the whole classroom.

-He was so happy to have these two little things as his kids.

-They truly were his world.

- “I’m so proud of you my little snowflakes.”

Midoriya Izuku/ Deku

-He thought his son was quirkless.

-You were quirkless, he used to be quirkless so the logical thing was for your kid to also be quirkless.

-Nope you were wrong.

-Turns out he took after his grandma and he has a form of telekinesis.

-Nothing really strong since both of his parents are biologically quirkless.

-It was triggered while you were all chillin in your living room.

-Izuku was scribbling something in one of his notebooks while your son was playing with his hero figurines on the floor.

-You were watching kitchen wars.

-Izuku’s phone started ringing and he shot up to get it, sending the notebook and pen flying across the room.

-You were ready for the inevitable crash but it never came.

-Looking up you saw both the notebook and the pen, levitating a few inches from the floor a slight green glow surrounding them.

-You were shocked looking back and forth from your four year old to the levitating objects.

-Izuku was still talking on the phone and hadn’t realized the revelation that was being displayed in the living room.

-Finally the call was over and he stepped back in, letting out a fucking SQUEAK when he saw his son using his quirk.

-That was enough to break his concentration and the items clattered to the floor, your toddler looking back at his father with huge green eyes, chubby hands reaching out for him.

-In a flash Izuku was on his knees next to the little boy, hugging him so close you thought he couldn’t breath.

-He peppered his chubby face with kisses, praise pouring from his lips like rain as he raised the four year old into the air, baby giggles filling the room.

-You joined them on the floor taking your fill of baby Midoriya pampering before looking at your husband, tears flowing down his cheeks.

-You hadn’t seen him cry ever since your son said his first words.

-And even then you couldn’t blame him, his first word was dada who wouldn’t cry?

- “He has a quirk! Oh my god he has a quirk!”

-Izuku brought both of you into a hug, crushing you to his chest as he kissed both of your foreheads.

- “Thank you thank you thank you.”

-It hit him like a truck how lucky he was to have you both.

-A beautiful wife who loves him for who he is and not for his fame *like many other pros had warned him about* and a son who adores him and asks for daddy every second of the day.

-He didn’t care about a quirk.

-He was scared that his son would also get bullied if he didn’t have one.

-Right now everything was perfect.

Bakugou Katsuki

-If you asked him he didn’t want your son to get his quirk yet.

-If he did that meant that he grew and he wasn’t his wittle baby anymore.

-Your son was playing with his uncles outside while Katsuki was setting up the barbeque.

-He was simultaneously holding your one year old and you were having a heart attack seeing your baby so close to a fire but you trusted him.

-Your son was laughing his ass off as he was chased around the table by four grown ass adults.

- “Be careful around the table.”

-The fact that all five individuals said yes mom terrified you.

-Heading back into the kitchen you only managed to reach the sink before a scream pierced the air and in a flash you were back outside, scanning the yard for who got hurt and where.

-Then your eyes landed on your son who had a hand outstretched in front of him, smoke leaving his small palm while Kaminari was laying face down a few feet away from him, a groan leaving the pro hero as a palm shaped hole was etched on his shirt.

-Everyone was silent as they stared at your four year old, eyes wide in awe at the sheer force of a singular explosion.

-The person who broke the silence was Kirishima who let out a loud woah snapping all of you out of your stupor .

-Bakugou looked at you, pure disbelief in his gaze as his son turned to him.

- “Dad I’m just like you!!”

-You swear in his daze he almost yeeted your baby over his shoulder.

-In one swift motion your son was in his other arm being swung around as their laughs synced into one.

- “Hell yeah you are.”

-Joining them you ruffled your son’s hair as you kissed his cheeks, a deep scarlet blush painting his plush cheeks as he hid his face in his dad’s shoulder.

- “Bravo bud!”

-Sero was next with the praise followed by Mina and Kaminari who also whined about his Hawaiian shirt being ruined.

-For the next hours Katsuki didn’t let him go.

-Didn’t want to let either of his kids go but it got kinda hard with the whole barbeque being his responsibility.

- “We can train together, and work at the agency and go on patrols and…”

-As your son rambled on about the things they could do now that he has his quirk, you looked at your husband, a soft smile plastered on his features.

- “He will never stop needing you Katsu.”

-You whispered as you kissed him softly on the cheek, catching a glimpse of a single teardrop leaving his eye before he quickly rubbed his face on your shoulder.

- “I know.”

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You slip up and let Dabi move back in with you for a few weeks? He'll take it as a sign that you're ready to have a second baby with him. He may be a deadbeat but he has some grade A seed. Good luck breaking the news to your daughter that she's going to have a little brother

You get funnier every time you send me an ask. Like, "grade A seed........." please. Only because he's a Todoroki.

I was thinking about this ask though, and I was gonna write a whole thing about how perceptive your daughter is, how she likes being an only child and is super mean (especially b/c I really do think that Dabi would only want one kid)... but then I realized, what do you mean "good luck" breaking the news to her?

She's the one who gives him the idea💀

(warnings: the usual. toxic shit dabi who is NOT abusive. rat death mentioned + pregnancy implied.)

(p.s. tho: WE SUPPORT ABORTION IN THIS HOUSEHOLD)

Your daughter asks a lot of questions.

Good questions; about her homework, the solar system, and what's being made for dinner. Bad ones; about your neighbor's divorce, the dead rat you see clogging the sewage drain... her father's side of the family...

And though it's not like you can't answer them (you've known most of the Todorokis for about a long as you've known Dabi)... that doesn't mean it's an easy subject to breach.

Most of her questions are the same, stemming from "when can I meet uncle Sho?" to "why does daddy have a lot of siblings but I don't?"

But for every question, the answer often far too complex for her young mind to comprehend (though it's basically just, daddy really only likes us), she's receives the same response every single time.

"Why don't you ask him, sweetie?"

And one day, she does.

Dabi's been a lot more annoying lately, pestering you about letting him stay over more than what was initially agreed upon the last time you had a "family meeting."

Every night he either fucks you to sleep or clings to your belly until you wake up, and a day hasn't gone by since where you haven't woken up either sick or incredibly sore...

Granted, he's been a bit more involved with your daughter lately; taking her out on the weekends and letting her see his family the weekdays you work nights...

But it only starts making sense one day your daughter comes home looking like she knows something that you don't.

"Momma!"

She cheers when she sees you, slamming into your legs before wrapping around them up in a tight hug. She grins at you, her smile toothy and wide just like Dabi's... and when you look up, you find that he is grinning, too.

"Daddy said I'm gonna have a little brother!"

Your eyes nearly roll right back into your head.

#dabi x reader #dabi #even tho i think those kids are fricked enough to only want one kid each... the desire for siblings is inherent to them probably #ur daughter included #either u love me or hate me and i absolutely cannot tell #part of me is always like... hell yea here jayde for more of my perspective #here's*#and the other part is like..... jayde is just waiting for the day i write abt dabi beating the shit out of his kid LOOOL #WHICH ID NEVER WRITE #im just always so puzzled by these #i feel like im being taunted #also sorry this is pretty long winded and FOR WHAT but i really liked the first paragraph and didnt want to NOT use it #but anyway #that dabi thing i posted by someone else abt him calling u a cute single mom....#that was for u jayde #also thank u so much for putting an age in ur bio #u revamped ur entire page WHICH U DIDNT HAVE TO DO #but i appreciate it #i think im so unreasonably fascinated by these drabbles bc they remind me of my own childhood #but thats too hard for me to really talk abt #its weird #ask #mine #charlotteofwales #f for f*cktoria

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mari-the-bimbo · 3 years ago

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rich bf! shoto comforting them about their childhood trauma?

Rich bf Todoroki: comforting you about your childhood trauma

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

A/N: Hope this was the kind of comfort you wanted from rich bf Shoto, and remember guys! If you have unresolved trauma that overwhelms you, please speak to a professional! Nobody deserves to go through it alone <3

TW: Childhood trauma

As you spent more time with your rich boyfriend Shoto, you slowly started to realise he was someone who you could always rely on

So as you sat on the rooftop of his dad’s private building with him at 3am, you couldn’t help but slip out the trauma from your childhood,

His eyes briefly widen, before softening, pulling you closer to him by the waist, placing his large hand on your thigh, hinting for you to continue. He listened to every word you said.

“I’m so sorry my love” he says, pulling you into a hug, he didn’t want to ever let you go, but as he reluctantly pulled away, he asks “should I grab a blanket for you?” He asked, hoping to swaddle you in one like a baby, holding you close forever.

“No, just you” you replied. He give a small smile, wrapping his Armani blazer around you, then wrapping his muscular arms too, providing you with extra warmth

“You understand not of that was your fault, right?” He says, softly wiping the tears leaking from your eyes.

You give no answer, so he grabs your face gently, grabbing your attention with the cold feeling of the silver ring against your skin, somehow that always managed to grab your attention.

“You need to understand it wasn’t your fault, you were just a kid, kids are supposed to be protected, and it should’ve been the adults who helped you and took responsibility, but it wasn’t your fault you understand?” He urges, staring into your eyes with how own mismatched ones. You nod carefully.

He sighs, swiftly picking up your entire body and placing you on his lap, coddling you with kisses and cuddles.

“And even though I can’t change the horrible past, just know not a single soul can hurt you anymore, because you have me now” he says, leaning his head against yours “because I love you and I’ll be damned if I let anyone hurt my baby”

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alixdelcourt · 3 years ago

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Penguin Love story

Pairing Shoto Todoroki x female reader

Genre : angst to fluff

WC and warnings : 1.1 k / Loneliness and feeling abandoned.

Note : Penguins express their love to their mates by offering them rocks and pebbles. What an adorable and moving way to say I love you, isn't it ?

Hey everyone, I am back ! I am sorry, I was on hiatus and I didn’t warned you, I am so sorry ! I promise that I’ll catch all your requests up quickly ! Today’s work is for @impalawrites Adelie’s collab. I am sorry it took my like forever to achieve it, really sorry. I hope that you’ll like it, please let me know !

Love ain’t easy every day, especially with a pro hero, and especially with a pro hero who wants to prove his worth to the world. Shoto Todoroki was your beloved absent husband, busy saving people and keeping order in town. Of course, you’re extremely proud of him, no doubt on it, but you kinda felt really lonely recently. Like for example yesterday, you didn’t saw him at all. He left before you woke up and came back when you were sleeping. You missed him, which sounds ridiculous because you and him, as a married couple, live under the same roof, in the same house, and even shared a bed together… But right now, you just came back from your own work, which has normal basic schedule, and this big house felt too empty for you. No husband, no kids around… Just you and yourself.

Okay, it’s useless to wallow in self-pity ! You decide to cook Shoto’s favorite meal for dinner, and maybe if you call him and tell him that it’s homemade noodles tonight, he’ll find his way to come back early and have dinner with you. But nothing happened as you planned…

“Honey ! How was your day ? Not too exhausting ?”

“Not that bad, and not that tiring, but I found enough energy to spend more than an hour in the kitchen ! I cooked you homemade noodles. Your mother gave me her recipe ! It’ll be ready in half an hour, just enough time for you to come back home !”

“Oh… That’s so sweet of you, honey, but I can’t tonight… I am stuck with some paperwork that I really need to finish. I’ll be home late. Don’t wait for me for dinner.”

“I am not hungry… I’ll let you a plate in the fridge. You’ll just have to warm it later. Good night Shoto.”

“Don’t hang up ! Are you okay ? Your voice sounds like… You’re gonna cry…”

“It’s nothing…”

“No. You seem… disappointed. I am really sorry, but I promise that I’ll do my best to finish this boring office work early !”

You hold on a slight sob, but can’t help the tears falling down.

“You know what, Shoto ? I would rather see you with lovers. Or even a mistress. At least one of us would be having fun !”

And you hang up and went directly in your bed. You cried a lot, curled up against Shoto’s pillow. You cried because his absence hurts you, but also because what you said was true.

You were a bit more calm when he finally came back home, really late at night. He probably already ate… You hear him go to the bathroom, take a shower and wear his pajamas before joining you in the bedroom. And what was your surprise when you saw him snuggling in bed, with a jewel box and some of your favorite chocolate. You were lowkey angry, and sad, and mostly disappointed, but you couldn’t help but appreciate his efforts to try and make it up to you. You can see that he is sincerely apologizing, that he really felt sorry. At least, he’s not a total moron… He remembered that you didn’t like flowers and preferred chocolates… But you doubt it when you opened the other box. Sure, it was some fancy, beautiful and expensive jewelry. It only made you angrier, and extremely hurt. You throw the box away with an enraged movement. Sure that he didn’t even take a look to that jewel, since he had no time to do so. So you were looking at something his secretary chose for you. And it disgusted you.

Shoto looks at you, kind of confused by your behavior. His brother assured him that a jewel and some attention could fix the problem, so why do you seem so furious ?

“You know what, Shoto ? Every single rock on your path would’ve been worthier than this cheap junk because you would’ve picked it yourself and maybe you would have think of me during so, instead of letting your secretary chose a random jewel that she’ll like ! You should gave it to her.”

You burst into cries, uncontrolled sobs pouring from your chest, where you could fell your heart squeeze from pain. He tries to hug you, but you push him away. He doesn’t understand !

“I don’t want your money. I don’t want chocolates or whatever cute attention. Even if it’s cute. I want time ! You get that ? I want time with you, I want my husband with me. I want your affection, and more than five minutes a day ! That’s just enough time for good morning or good night… I want more… Do you realize that you might actually see criminals more than your own wife ? Whatever. Good night, Shoto.”

And you went to sleep on the couch. And when you woke up in the morning, he wasn’t in the house. He left already…

In the evening, just as you finished work and were heading home, you received a text message. “Don’t cook tonight.” Here it goes again… But not even an hour later, your husband came back home, hours earlier than usual ! With another jewelry box. Maybe he chose it himself this time. But when you opened it, you found… a rock. A vulgar pebble. You remain speechless, looking at a smiling Shoto.

“I love you, Y/n, and I married you to have you by my side for the rest of my life. So what’s the point in being a hero and saving lives if I lost you doing so ? You are my everything and I am sorry for neglecting you. I promise that I will not do it again. I’ll hire a sidekick or two to have a more normal schedule. And I’ll be with you. Every single morning, and every single night. We can even start a family if you like, so we could give our future child the whole bag of pebbles that I picked up today. I even found a marble near a school during patrol. So please, Y/n, would you forgive me ?”

And how could you say no to this ? His declaration was the best medication for your wounded heart.

“Of course that I am forgiving you, Shoto. I love you too… I love you so much ! But why did you tell me to not cook today ? We have nothing for dinner !”

“We’re eating outside tonight ! And I took a few days off in this week, so maybe could we go somewhere out of town or do whatever you would like…”

You smirked a bit.

“I kinda have an idea about an activity that I really missed doing with you… And we could start right now !”

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Here is ! Please let me know if you liked it or not, and if you did like it, feel free to share so other people could enjoy it as well :)

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bnhababyyyy · 4 years ago

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Todoroki as a dad hc

Warnings: none just fluff

A/n: this has been in my drafts for a year...

• He would def spoil his kids don’t @ me, like I imagine him having a girl and boy who look like a mixture of both of you and he can’t say no to someone with your face.

• His kids know his weakness too, those little devils would say, “Dad can I please get this game? Please Dad please?” Knowing very well that he can’t help but give in. (Especially when they use the puppy eyes)

• When they come home they like to act all innocent in front of you, hiding their toy bags behind them as you give everyone kisses, “Aw, look at you two bringing in the groceries for your papa. Let me see what you got.”

• But before they could stop you from looking you already saw the overwhelming amount of toys filling their bags.

• Your mouth dropped as the kids giggled and your husband came in with the actual groceries.

• “I told the both of you to stop tricking your dad into buying you things!” You sighed tapping your hip, “You two are helping me with dinner now.”

• Your son giggled, “That’s not a punishment!”

• Your daughter nodded, “Yeah! It’s not!”

• “Ah I see...Then would tickling be a better one?” You attacked their sides before they could run away. The both of them wiggling around your hands and squealing in laughter as you wiggled your fingers on their sides.

• Todoroki always stares at u guys with the softest smile. He likes watching you take care of the kids, something about it calmed him, you were so gentle and fun with them it made him love you even more.

• When the kids run upstairs to change for dinner he places his hand around your waist and gives u lots of kisses. He’s so gentle, he literally holds one of ur hands as he talks about how pretty u are or how happy he is that u take care of the kids. Plz... this is too domestic...

• He loves how happy you make him, he stares adoringly in your eyes as you stare back at him.

• “You need to stop letting them punk you, they’re gonna get spoiled.” You poked his chest and he smiled.

• He cups his hands around your face, stroking your cheek before kissing you again. And again... and again....

• All until your daughter came down and smacked his leg, “Ew Dad stop it!”

• “Yeah Dad stop kissing Mom.” Your son came in, squeezing himself between you two.

• You roll your eyes before entertaining the kids. Poor Todoroki 💔 he’s gonna have to wait to hang out with you

• (Ok but like he spoils you a lot too...) He kinda just...buys anything you so much as look at like Shouto plz...

• Your wedding ring? He replaces it with a newer, shinier one every once in a while. You have about three now.

• You try to tell him you’re fine with the last few rings you have but he just can’t help but want to slide a new ring on your finger.

• It felt like he was marrying you all over again and he loved it.

• I imagine the two of you just talking on the couch about whatever was important until your kids came in with an “urgent” question.

• “Dad! Dad! Dad hey dad!” Your son waved his hand in his face until Todoroki noticed him, “I was wondering, when—when the tv goes off where do the people go?”

• He huffed out a smile, “They go back home.”

• “Ok but how do they know how to go on the tv every single day!” Your daughter asked.

• You giggled, playing along, “It’s a job, they’re going to their work.”

• “Then how come I saw them sleeping? Sleeping isn’t a job.” she scrunched her nose up as you laughed.

• These conversations with the kids always lasted way too long, which usually led to you two forgetting about the important stuff you were supposed to deal with that day. (Cue the both of you waking up at 3am scrambling to finish paperwork or something💀)

• Todoroki doesn’t mind though, he loves these moments, it was so entertaining seeing you all interact.

• He loves getting them ready for bed too, brushing his teeth with them and washing his face with them was so fun for no reason at all.

• Your kids were competitive, always a competition on who could brush their teeth the longest, who could wash their face the fastest, and who could run to the bed the quickest.

• “Dad you wanna see how fast I can run? Look, I can go faster than everyone in the whole wide world.” Your son poked, while your daughter shook her head.

• “No! I can go faster! Dad can you please uhm, put on the—the clock thing to see who can run faster.”

• He nodded, already putting on the stopwatch, smiling at how they would run and wiggle onto the bed.

• The times came to a tie and he laughed when they continued to banter with each other saying “The clock was wrong!”

• It reminded him of you two in HighSchool, always having a competition on who could do what better. He didn’t care about winning back then really, he more so enjoyed seeing how excited you got when you won. Your kids have the same expressions as you too, so it was all just squeezing this poor man’s heart!

• He randomly pulls the both of them in for a big hug with lots of kisses as they scream and giggle in his hold.

• He sits at the corner of their bed after tucking them in and listens to their re•tellings of the day. It was so interesting, teaching them new things and how they learned so fast. He felt proud of them for being so smart and easy to take care of.

• When the kids would finally fall asleep he would kiss their heads, before coming back to your room.

• You usually start watching a show or reading a book by the time he comes in.

• He dropped his head onto your shoulder and waited for you to scratch his head or pet him.

• “How were they?”

• He kissed your shoulder before humming, “They talked about their shows before sleeping.”

• You sighed, “I don’t know how you sit through it for so long, my patience isn’t as high as yours.”

• You kissed his forehead and he’d smile into your neck, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in for a kiss.

• “I love you.”

• You hummed, kissing him back before he laid down, “I love you too”

#todoroki x reader #bnha x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #Shouto x reader #Todoroki x reader fluff #fluff #bnha fluff #they’re so cute plz...#Todoroki as a dad is the softest thing ever IS THIS TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR😭😭😭#I WANNA MARRY HIM WTF😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

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dadsbongos · 3 years ago

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Hey I wondering if I could ask for a Rie x daughter reader where reader visits her at the hospital and gives her a pice of her mind for treating her like a monster for all these years ( reader lookes like Enji and has his quirk) Can it just be pure angst plz thx

Requested: Rei Todoroki (Platonic) Warnings: it’s the todoroki family so i think all the abuse and neglect is implied, mommy issues :) ~~~

The car bumps with another pothole and (Y/n) grips her bag tighter in her lap, continuing her blank stare out the window. Natsuo takes yet another brief, uneasy glance at his little sister. He’d been hesitant in taking her to visit their mother and it was for good reason. Rei wasn’t incredibly affectionate after Shoto was born, spending most of her time coddling him to her chest and hiding from Enji. Her love was spread thin, but it was especially the thinnest when it came to the youngest girl of the household.

The fact that (Y/n)’s father was Endeavor was indisputable, her resemblance dipping much further into her father’s side than her mother’s. Rei didn’t let that go unnoticed.

Rei was distant.

Rei was cold.

Rei was unloving.

(Y/n) was left to look after herself while her siblings were cradled and held from their father. She was left alone and waiting, wondering why Mother didn’t kiss her forehead before bed or hold her hand in the dark. Why Mother didn’t love her.

“Are you sure?” Natsuo whispers upon standing outside their mother’s door.

All he receives is a simple nod, (Y/n) nervously gripping her big brother’s hand as she reaches out to slide the door open. She isn’t a child anymore, but she feels so small opening that hospital door. She feels so tiny and helpless clinging to her older brother while going to see her mom. And she knows she’s grown now but Rei’s eyes feel just as heavy as they did when she was a kid.

Eyes that widen upon seeing her daughter. Eyes that flicker to Natsuo.

“If you need me, I’ll be outside.”

“I know…”

Natsuo, against his best instincts, leaves his sister to Rei and stands just outside the door like he promised he would.

There’s silence as the women stare at each other. Rei is now stood upright by her bed, unsure of how to proceed in this situation.

Deep in her darkest heart, (Y/n) wanted to sit her mother back down and tell her about every single moment of self-loathing and doubt she’d gone through - just to tell her it was her fault. Tell Rei she can’t trust her. Tell Rei she can’t love her. Tell Rei that everything is all her fault. She wanted to watch the little light left in her mother’s eyes drain as she told her how deeply she was hated.

“I didn’t know you were coming,” Rei murmurs, moving her eyes to the floor, “I would’ve cleaned up more.”

(Y/n) remains silent, lips kept in a tight line and watching as her mother fidgets in place. A woman once so tall and stoic was now at eye level and nervously avoiding the gaze of the daughter she wronged. Her heart burns and her guts knot and hang heavy with her anxieties as the fear of hearing those dreaded words rises. Hearing the only thing she knew was true and yet despised the most was quickly becoming less of a fear and closer to reality. The confirmation that Mom has never loved her.

“Wh- " her throat dries and swells, physically attempting to keep the word inside - but she barrels through, “Why?”

“‘Why?’”

It was hard to put into words exactly what Rei did. It wasn’t ruthless insulting. It wasn’t beating. It wasn’t letting her starve.

“Why did you treat me… different from the others?”

“Oh… that…”

“Yeah, that…”

It was hard to put into words exactly why you chose to withhold love from your own daughter. To tell her that every time you looked at her you only saw your cruel, horrible monster of a husband.

“You- you would hug and hold Fuyumi and Shoto and Natsuo any chance you got and you hid them from Dad - even Touya! Fucking Touya got the love and attention I always wanted and he tried to kill Shoto and you loved him! But me! You wouldn’t even fucking look at me unless it was to give me that- that- that shitty glare!” (Y/n) can feel the wetness on her cheeks before wiping at her tears, she knows she’s crying because she always does when she thinks about her history with Rei, “You never gave me hugs or protected me from Dad. You… you wouldn’t touch me…”

Rei continues to avoid eye contact with her daughter - just like she used to - and still fidgets with her clothes. Quiet. Speechless.

“Why?” (Y/n) hiccups as her crying persists, hands coming over her eyes to hide her tears, “Please, Mom… please…” her lips quiver as she speaks and her knees feel like jelly the longer she stands on them, “Mom…”

“I- " the older woman shakes her head slowly, now looking at her daughter who’s still hiding her eyes, “I’m sorry.”

Sitting herself on Rei’s bed, (Y/n) leans herself on her knees, “But why? Why would you do this to me…?”

She feels slow, hesitant movements of arms around her and her hands instantly pop off of her face. Rei holds her now, pulling the young woman into her chest and brushing her fingers through her hair, “I only saw your father when I should’ve been seeing you. I’m so sorry, (Y/n). You never deserved that. You’ve never deserved any of the ways I treated you and I can never fix my past mistakes but I want you to know that I’m sorry. I’ve thought about you since I came to this hospital and how awful of a mother I’ve been. I never deserved you and I still was so horrible.”

(Y/n) clenches her eyes shut and lets Rei hold her, keeping her own arms tight to herself.

“You never have to forgive me, (Y/n), but I’ll always be sorry for what I’ve done. And I have no room to request anything from you, but I’d want nothing more than to make up for everything I did wrong.”

Lifting her head only so much as to look her mother in the eyes, (Y/n) searches for any minor hint of dishonesty or malice. She searches and digs for a trace of lies and when she comes up empty for the umpteenth time, she lays her head back down and allows Rei to hold her. Like a caring mother should.

#rei x reader #rei x daughter reader #rei todoroki x reader #rei todoroki x daughter reader #bnha x reader #when ur own mommy issues sneak in lawl

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i-cant-sing · 4 years ago

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I wonder what would happen if Y/N had a really bad day and just decided to pick a sibling from the Yan!Todoroki clan like a cat would pick its person and just?? Sit in their lap?? They'd say 'I had a terrible day, no torture today please' before taking their well-deserved nap lookin' all cute and peaceful. Then the sibling would be so proud and confused at the same time but really really happy like 'omg for real? Me? What's happening?? 🥺'. Bonus points if it's Dabi just having the widest grin on his face while staring straight at the rest of the fam seething with jealousy.

I saw your works btw and been inhalin em all cause they're all so good *chef's kiss*

-Vibin' anon

Yandere Dabi comforting sister reader

This is so cute omg. Thank u Vibin anon!

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Yandere Dabi:

Shotou had come to pick you up from school today. Even though he had a busy schedule himself, he still made time for you, just like the rest if your family.

"How was school?" He asked.

"Fine."

"Just fine? Wasn't your result supposed to come today?"

You nodded. "It did. I passed."

Shotoy smiled. "Thats great. Did you get your report card?"

You knew he was going to ask for it. You also knew that he already knew what grades you got.

You nodded and handed him the report card from your bag.

Shotou's face lit up when he saw your grades.

"You're first again. I'm so proud of you." He patted your head.

You smiled. "Thanks."

By the time you guys reached home, you already knew that your entire family was home. They always were when your result came. You knew the principal had already informed Enji of your grades, she always does.

When you entered the house, your family yelled "surprise!" You feigned shock as they hugged you and congratulated you on your achievement.

Rei had prepared a little feast for you, everything was made from scratch. Enji was beaming with joy, he was so proud of his little girl. Rei had made your favourite cake, kissing your cheek as you cut it. Enji had gotten you beautiful diamond necklace. Natsuo, Shotou and Fuyumi had gotten you some gifts as well, stuff you had vaguely mentioned about. Dabi wasn't home, but you didn't mind his absence.

Your family had planned to spend the night on the couch cuddling and doing a movie marathon, but when you asked them to excuse you for the night because you were feeling tired, they became a but worried. You reassured them that you just had a long day at school as well, and now that you were stuffed with Rei's delicious food, sleep was inevitable. They nodded, a bit sad that you wouldn't be joining, but understanding nonetheless.

You went up the stairs to your room, and as soon as you closed the door, the smile you had been displaying all night was wiped off.

You sat on your bed and recalled the events of the day. Tears pricked your eyes, but you kept yourself quiet. They're not worthy crying over, you reminded yourself. Still, you couldn't help but crumple up your report card and throw it in the dustbin.

Silent tears fell from your eyes, no longer being able to hold them in. God, its infuriating.

Suddenly, you heard someone knock on your bedroom door. You looked at the clock. 12 am.

Its Dabi.

You couldn't deal with him tonight. You remained silent, hoping he'd leave you alone.

But of course not.

You quickly turned away from the door as soon as you heard it open. Wiping your tears quickly, you heard Dabi come in.

"You brat. Why didn't you answer when I knocked?" He asked, pushing the door close with his foot.

"Leave me alone, Dabi." You were trying hard to stabilise your voice.

"Huh?! Is that anyway to talk to your favourite brother?" Dabi mocked as he pulled at your ponytail. You yelped before turning around to push him away.

Dabi was about to laugh at you when he suddenly noticed the your face. Your eyes were full of tears, lashes heavy with them. Your face was flush, your nostrils flared, your lips in a pulled in a tight scowl. Had you been crying? Or did he make you cry?

"Hey, I'm sorry-"

"Just leave me alone." You said as you angrily wiped the tears from your face.

Dabi was shocked to see you like this. He had never seen you cry, not even when he took his teasing a little too far. So, to see you react like this, it worried him a bit.

"Have you been crying? What's the matter? Did you fail or something?" His voice actually held some concern.

You shook your head, pulling your ponytail loose. "Its nothing. Just leave."

Dabi could see the pain in your eyes. What happened? He plopped down on your bed next to you. "Come on. Tell me." He poked your shoulder. "You know I won't leave until you tell me."

"Its nothing, really." You sniffled, avoiding his gaze.

"Did Enji say something?" Dabi asked, his voice taking a dangerous tone. "Look at me. Did he do something?" He's going to kill that bastard if he-

"What? No. God, just go."

Dabi let out a huff. He'll have to use another strategy. "Fine. Don't tell me. I'll just tell Shotou you have been crying, and then you can answer to him."

Shotou? God, he would just overthink everything and do something stupid.

You caught his wrist just as he was about to leave. "Do you have to be such a jerk every single day?" You glared daggers at him.

Dabi smirked before pulling his wrist away and plopping on the bed next to you. "Yes. Big brother privileges." He poked your cheek. "Now spill."

You looked at him, hoping he'd just get blasted magically. Idiot.

You inhaled deeply before closing your eyes. "Its stupid, really." Dabi stared at you, signalling for you to continue. "Something... happened at school." You paused. "Just a couple of assholes."

Dabi was attentive now. "Go on."

You looked down at your lap, playing with your fingers. "Some kids in my class... they said mean things about me."

"Bullying?" Dabi quirked an eyebrow.

You shook your head. "I- I don't think so. They just said that I only get the highest grade in class because of my dad. Like Enji bribes the school into giving me good marks." You sniffled. "They undermine me. They say I'm not good enough to be in their school, and that the only reason I got in was because of my surname."

Tears dripped down your face slowly, almost as if they were ashamed to fall.

You wiped them away harshly. "And it doesn't matter what I say. I've tried to befriend them, I've tried to get along with them, but they still ridicule me. Its frustrating. They... they don't understand that my only option is to be the best." You whispered the last part, but Dabi heard you loud and clear.

He sat up and gently gripped your chin, turning your face towards him as he narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean 'its your only option'?"

You rolled your eyes. "You know what I mean. I know that no one in the family cares if I get the highest marks or not but...I still have to live up to the family name. What will people say if the number 1 hero's kid is both quirkless and dumb?" Your lips wobbled.

Oh. Ohhhh.

You don't want to let down the Todoroki name; you don't want to let down Enji.

He already knew it was that shithead's fault.

Dabi sighed before pulling you close to him. Placing an arm around your shoulders while his other hand wiped your tears away.

Wanting to prove your worth, that you're a valuable asset to the family. Dabi never thought he'd see himself in you, or his younger self really.

"You're an idiot." Dabi began, carding his fingers through your hair. "You don't have to be the best. You're not expected to. You know, the family knows, hell even I know how hard you worked to get in that school. I've seen how you'd do all nighters, how many times you've turned down going out so that you could do well in your exams. But you don't have to do that." He tilted your chin up, staring into your glossy eyes. "We don't care what the public thinks of us. We won't care if you fail. We don't care you're quirkless. You're not expected to be anything but a good girl." He squished your cheeks together, making you look like a fish. "You just need to be safe. Do you understand?"

You sniffled as you nodded. "Yes. Thank you."

Dabi smiled. "Why didn't you tell anyone before?" You shrugged in response. "You know what would've happened if I said anything. They're already hesitant to let me go to school, this would just give them another reason to homeschool me. Besides, I didn't let their words get to me before, so it really wasn't a big deal." Before? You were about to continue but then kept your mouth shut. But Dabi saw that. He pulled you away from him, his eyes turning sharp as he raised his eyebrows. "But something else happened today as well?"

You averted his scrutinising gaze, keeping your lips sealed as you shook your head no. "Do not lie to me. Or I'll tell Shotou and Enji and then they can handle-"

Your eyes widened. "Do you ever stop making threats?" Rolling your eyes, you told him what happened. "It wasn't anything serious. One of those jerks... thought it'd be funny to try and kiss me. When he tried to force me, I slapped him. Really hard. My handprint still on his face." You smiled at that. "He said the only reason he wasn't using his quirk on me was because I was Todorokis charity case. Then he said that I should be grateful that he was going to kiss me, especially since no one cares about a quirkless, frigid bitch like me." You let out a humourless laugh, but Dabi could see the pain in your eyes. You gave a small smile. "Dont worry. I already know what they said isn't true."

Thats it.

Dabi was already planning murder. He's going to make those little shits pay for what they did to you. The nerve to not only bully you, but make you cry, and then touch you? Dabi is gonna make sure they get tortured in every way possible before he incinerates them-

"Dabi?"

Your soft voice pulled him out of his violent thoughts.

"Hmm?"

"Can you... stay the night?"

He looked at your tear stricken face, your eyes were still laden with tear drops, your nose red from all the sniffling.

How could he say no to you? You looked ugly.

"Its okay. You don't have to-" you were cut off by a pillow hitting your face.

"Move over, brat." He climbed in the bed with you, covering you both with the blanket. "And don't put your cold feet on mine." You smiled cheekily at that.

"Don't hog the blanket- why do you need it anyway?"you yanked the blanket.

Dabi pushed another pillow on your face, laughing as you punched his shoulder. "You're insufferable."you mumbled.

It took a while to get comfortable on your single bed, but it ended up with your head on his chest, while Dabi propped himself against the headboard.

"Thank you." You whispered.

Dabi hummed. "Dont think I don't know why you're doing this."

You smiled softly. He caught on to why you were keeping him home that night; you knew he would do something terrible to those guys. "Promise me you won't hurt them?"

Dabi remained silent. You pulled your head away to look up at him. "Dabi. Promise."

When he didn't reply, tears started forming your eyes. He sighed, before shoving your face back into his chest. "Fine, crybaby. I won't hurt them. Promise." You're such a brat, stopping him from doing his big brother duties.

You went back to snuggling him, not taking long for you to finally go to sleep. Once Dabi made sure you were asleep, he pulled out his phone and texted Toga.

"Need a favour. Up 4 stabbing?"

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Hi bb!!

Could I request these boys: Bakugou, Todoroki and Shinso are with their twin toddler sons? And if you could also add like the softest sweetest thing they do for them? 🥺

I love your writing sm! 😭💞

OH MY GOODNESS!!!!! thank you so much for requesting this. I will try my absolute best so I hope you like it!

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Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou’s kids are rarely angels but when they had their moments, they were absolutely fucking adorable just like bakugou

You had remembered when they were first born, Bakugou was by your side while the doctors were performing a C-section. He had watched with a sparkle in his eye as the doctors carefully wiped away the goop from the two little boys and you swear that you had saw some tears in his eyes as they hand you guys your little ones.

When you were stitched back up and in your hospital room, being wheeling in you saw Bakugou crouching right next to the beds admiring their features as he tries to implant that imagine in his brain so it could last forever

Bakugou was given the green light to do skin to skin contact with the little boys. You watched him protectively have his hands on their small backs as he supports them to make sure that they don’t fall out of his arms. He would being staring at the two trying to figure out whose features they had gotten. As he turns to you, he tells you that the oldest one had gotten a lot of your features while the youngest one had gotten a lot of his features. You giggled at his findings as he glares at you for laughing at him.

You had told him that he was already becoming an amazing father and that you couldn’t have asked for a better person to have children with and he had a blush on his face as he hides his face so you can’t see his blush

The oldest quiet one was definitely a daddy’s boy, it didn’t matter if Bakugou was trying to use the bathroom his son would be right by the door or if not in the bathroom as Bakugou is trying to get him to leave so he could take a dump in peace

The young loud one was a mama’s boy. He would be following you around as he was stuck at your hip. He was a sensitive boy and he found comfort to be around you

Don’t get me wrong, both of the boys love you guys equally

You were looking in the fridge to see what you could make for your twin boys for breakfast when you spot a familiar lunch box relaxing on the shelf of the fridge. Immediately recognizing it as Bakugou’s lunch box, you feared that your husband would be too busy to remember to eat something for lunch so you decided to take it to him as a surprise. You quickly made your three year old little twin boys breakfast as you ate breakfast with them. Dressing the twin boys up in Dynamight hero costume sweatshirts, as it was a little chilly outside, and you getting dressed as well. You guys headed off to give Bakugou his lunch.

Arriving at his agency, you greet Bakugou’s receptionist as you guys have a good relationship since you have come to the agency a lot. She allows you to enter his office as she waves to the little boys. The twins knocked on the door as they hear their father say come in, opening for the short ones they run to him as he smiles at his little family in his office.

“You had forgotten your lunch, so we decided since we don’t have a lot to do today that we go drop it off for you to make sure that you eat something,” you say as you place his lunch on his desk and give him a kiss on his lips. He smiles at you as he looks at his boys behind your legs. Trying to engrave this moment in his mind forever Bakugou scoops his little boys into his arms as he tells you to hug them as well. One big happy family group hug.

Todoroki Shoto

Shoto had never thought that he would have children in his future. He was scared that he would become like his father but since you were there, he was always reassured that he would never become like his father when you were by his side

When you guys were at the doctor to get an ultrasound and you found that there was two babies and not one, you saw Shoto have so much emotions in his eyes as you saw a single tear roll down his check

Shoto had always been at your side throughout your pregnancy and sometimes was a little over protective

Seeing Shoto show these much emotions was something that you thought you would never experience throughout the times you were dating, sure he would show a bit but it wasn’t a lot as the time that you gave birth to your two little ones

He would help you with the twins when they were crying through the night because he had saw how tired you have become when you would be with them throughout the day while he was at work. You were very happy that he would help you

The boys both had Shoto’s personality as they both were quite quiet and didn’t cry that much. They would also be protective of you around people that they didn’t know especially around Enji after you had talked to him about how he was changing and that he should know his grandchildren and after you promised him that if he does anything to your children then you will have hell to pay

Shoto had the day off from hero work from his fathers agency, seeing as you had the day off as well he wanted to spend the day with his family and your two little ones couldn’t be more excited to spend the day with their dad. You saw the opportunity to make Shoto breakfast in bed since he had been working so much that you wanted him to relax and not worry about anything.

You and the twins were in the kitchen as you were manning the stove cooking up some eggs and your twins were making cute drawings for your hero husband. Finished with cooking the eggs and the rest of the food, you grabbed a tray and made the presentation look nice before heading up the stairs to your shared bedroom.

The twins were taking a while to get up the stairs but you didn’t mind as you were trying to make sure that you wouldn’t spill the food all over the stairs. Slowly opening the door to the shared room and heading over to Shoto’s side of the bed. The twins gently patting their father to get him to wake up but not to startle him awake. Shoto feels the gentle pats and peeks an eye open to see his beautiful wife and two amazing boys in front of him.

Sitting up as you give him a kiss on the cheek and set the tray down on his lap as you go over to the other side of the bed and sit right next to him. Shoto wishes that he could be here every morning but sometimes his hero work has made him leave early in the morning.

As he watched his wife nurture their children, he is burning the image into his memory so he can think of the beautiful moment in his mind forever.

Shinsou Hitoshi

Shinsou was shocked to hear that you were pregnant because you guys had never talked about having kids ever since you had gotten married

it was because you guys were new heros and wanted to get further into your careers before you guys had started to talk about kids

but things happened and Shinsou was excited to start this new chapter with you in your guys life

During the first appointment, you guys could only see one baby as you were not that far along to see if there were more than one, but as you got farther along and you had went to your next appointment the doctor had noticed that the little one wasn’t the only one in there which had you two really shocked

Shinsou was a big help throughout your whole pregnancy as he wanted to be right by your side the 24/7 but sometimes you would push him to go do something so you can breath a little bit

He would help you when they were constantly moving in your belly to get more room, rubbing your belly or talking to them would be his go to move to helping them settle down so you can get some sleep through the night

When the two were born, they both had their dad’s lavender hair and eye color

They looked like exact copies of Shinsou

Also getting his quiet personality

Shinsou had just gotten off from hero duty and was now heading home to his beautiful wife and children. He had texted you that he was on his way home but he never got an answer back so he was a little worried if something had happened to you and the twins.

Walking into the front door of his home, he doesn’t hear the pitter patter of feet running towards the door or you talking so he started to become more worried. Until he walked further into the house and landing in the living room to see a movie quietly playing in the background with you on the couch as the twins were on either side of you.

Smiling to himself as he sees the beautiful sight, he walks up to the pile of cuteness to lean down to give you a kiss on the forehead as well as kissing the little ones foreheads. He picked up the boys and took them to their bedrooms before coming back to find you slowly waking up. Shinsou picks you up bridal style and brings you to your bedroom.

He believes that coming home to the sight of his beautiful wife and children snuggling on the couch waiting for him is the best thing that could happen in his life.

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