#its so fuckin soft

[treestargarden]

Choosing You

Fandom: My Hero Academia

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

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

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

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

Not really.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Touya scoffed in response.

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

“Yeah, we stopped years ago.”

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

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

The chair swiveled to face Shouto.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Possibly both.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shouto clung to Touya with desperation.

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

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

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

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

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

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

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

he's in my home he's in my Heart

[seiwas]

writers of delicious sexy, witty, and sweet smut you are so dear to me

[femmeetart]

haunted fate

maybe definitely took inspiration from @youronebraincell 's fic <3

[guardian-angle22]

TK/Carlos + Looks

↳ 2.08 Bad Call

[adaywithanotherferalrat]

Borderline too horny for main BUT U MFS R TELLING ME THERE'S NOT A SINGLE GODDAMN NON-SEXUAL SUBMISSION FIC UNDER XICHENG???

With the amount of constant stress they're under as leaders of their respective sects and the constant emotional turmoil they're under, especially post canon????

NOT A SINGLE GODDAMN ONE DESPITE THEM BOTH BEING ON TWO OPPOSITES SIDES OF THE EMOTIONALLY REPRESSED SCALE AND SO DESPERATELY NEEDING A RELEASE?????

For shame. Sit in ur word docs and think about what we've failed to do. Let's go to it gamers, tis the season with it being october and all that.

[dhmis-autism]

SORRY I JUST. WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF A DRAWING AND I JUST. YOU KNOW WHWN UR DRAWING UR FAVE CHARACTER AND ITS JUST SO FUN AND UR HAVING A GREAT TIME

IM LOSIN IT THIS IS GREAT LOOK AT MY SWEET BOY

[lupins-hehim-pussy]

i want top neuvillette who's still femme and a crybaby my god is that so hard

[eclown4hire]

exposing myself as a arakoga (narukoga?) shipper once again

[faunandfloraas]

Ngl seeing how people take lee know as a super mean guy Actually For Real has actually been very helpful to me

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

honestly. half the fun of fantasy aus for me is the Food Descriptions

[nashvillethotchicken]

I'm think about claudia and louis again. 79 dead 1903 injured

[ghstslut]

happy valentine's day ❤

[guardian-angle22]

TK/Carlos + Looks

↳ 2.04 Friends with Benefits

[revivify-inn]

I've been given too much power with the ability to make shirts....

[emmamountebanks]

something about infected emma being so aggressive just for abi to ask what’s wrong. and emma softens like “i don’t know…. abi?” seconds before turning ..,,,

abi’s “not again.” even when abi is annoyed with her at first….

like stop it. stop right NOW. no ship has given me this much angst