#like I thought that was a lot but then once I got to know Touya 👀

[arceus-insanity]

Endeavor Deserves No Sympathy!

I don't understand how anyone can think Endeavor was ever a good dad. It also always comes off as incredibly victim blamie, especially towards Touya, and often Shoto too.

He literally only got married and had kids to use them. He never gave a shit about their well being, never even thought about it until he had the one thing he cared about and was still miserable. I've already gone over the math proving he gave up on achieving his dream himself at 21 at the absolute latest. (https://www.tumblr.com/arceus-insanity/763259515356512256/i-liked-endeavors-character-when-he-was?source=share)

And basic math will once again be used to prove just how little this waste of flesh actually tries.

This time the focus is on how quickly he abandoned Touya and immediately went to emotional abuse via neglect & literally replacing him, and once again risking that more children be born with self-destructive quirks.

For context we only see Endeavor doing anything with his kids that's not him literally walking through and ignoring them in two circumstances. Once when Fuyumi's a newborn and Touya is attempting to crawl (not walk) over to her. And training. Those are the only times he tries to spend with any of them, even after he starts his 'atonement'

Now comparing Touya in the scene of them training and himself as a toddler and all the child imagery this series loves to use instead of actually saving imperfect victims, Touya is at least 3 (probably closer to 4) when he's taken to the doctor and they are informed of his condition

Natsuo is 4 and a half years younger than him.

We know for a fact Natsuo (& Shoto) was conceived after they got the news, not willingly either. Pregnancy takes 40 weeks average, so Touya would still be 3 when Natsuo was conceived. So once again it took this 'man' less than a year to give up and have another child he hoped to use as a tool, and was explicitly making to hurt his existing son. And as I have said plenty of times before, risking that the new kids could be born with the same disorder, I hate how convenient it is that Shoto gets near zero negative quirk side effects.

Want to know what we never see, Endeavor doing something else with Touya and Touya demanding training, it's always him walking past/ away from Touya. Considering all of the shit they've pulled to soften Endeavor's abuse both in the manga and even more so in the anime, they wouldn't skip something like this. It's not hard to tell that Touya's 'obsession with training' is really about spending time with his dad, you know like a human child that literally needs love, proven by numerous studies and research in the real world.

He throws all parenting responsibilities onto Rei, adds more children to that load, and when Touya suffers for it (like everyone else) he does nothing, doesn't even hire a nanny

Another are you kidding me take I've seen is that somehow Touya's quirk issues are worse than Midoriya's and Yuga's. Touya managed to train his quirk to produce blue fire at 13 with zero equipment and less than no help, and only lost control of it, because of the mental abuse Endeavor had inflicted on him leading him to a mental breakdown. And/ or the theory I've only seen once of AFO using his ability to force quirk activation (seen with a passed out chapter 90 during his first confrontation with All Might)

Midoriya was breaking his bones all the way into the Shie Hassaikai arc and was only able to fight because Eri and was breaking support equipment in the following arc as well. Yuga had a support belt all the way back in the entrance exam and was still struggling with that.

Speaking of Yuga let's compare parental effort here, because as much as it backfired Yuga's parents tried a whole lot more. For starters they nearly bankrupted themselves to get him a quirk, so he could feel equal. All For One is a mythic man prior to his arrest, and those who knew of him were shown to be serious long-term villain groups, so they had gone to quite a bit of effort to find that he existed to begin with. They also got him support gear (the navel belt thing) as a kid to help him with said quirk, he literally had it in the entrance exam. Endeavor never looked into that, Endeavor is not only rich too but he's a top hero he would have direct access to support equipment companies that would jump at the opportunity and it never even occurred to him.

Endeavor's name is an irony as endeavour means to try hard to do or achieve something. He never tries hard he gives up incredibly quickly the second there's any road block, but instead of moving on he makes everyone suffer for it. He's a toxic pageant mom who'd rather force their child into a toxic world and a role they don't want than work on himself

And what finally makes him change? Getting exactly what he wanted and still being miserable, and he still expects through his actions his family to cater to him.

Not his son getting a major disability due to his actions, no, he decided to double down, mentally abusing and neglecting the son he supposedly loves, raping his wife who didn't want more kids or participate in this abuse, and again risking that Natsuo & later Shoto might have that same issue. Not when his wife breaks down and permanently scars his precious masterpiece, who proceeds to rightfully blame him, and he just thinks of it as a tantrum despite it lasting a fucking decade. Not when his eldest literally dies as the result of his selfishness. Not literally during any part of this entire process!

Dabi is 23 when Endeavor finally starts to 'try' to be better, that means that for at least 24 years he has only been caring about his fucking precious number one spot in a popularity contest that he couldn't even bother to try to be likeable for, this wasn't one bad decision, this was him constantly choosing to be so insanely selfish that he found ways that shouldn't even be possible for over two decades. And it was all him.

[with-my-calamitous-love]

I’VE NEVER SEEN, SOMEONE LIT FROM WITHIN

touya todoroki x reader

you and touya, in the midst of hiding, try to live some semblance of a normal life and enjoy the first snowfall on the season.

for the anon who asked for touya with a reader who isn’t a human lighter who gets cold easily in comparison to him. also, my hometown got snow and i’m in the philippines missing it :(

inspired by snow on the beach

“i’m getting restless.” he groans.

a lot of complaining from someone who would be taken down or arrested if he made even the slightest unplanned public appearance.

the weather outside was less than ideal for you, anyway. a chilly -9°, and snow falling to replace the autumn leaves now buried beneath it. you were happy for touya, at least. summers he spent shirtless, seated in front of a fan had now been laid to rest. in the dead of winter, he could lounge around comfortably with nothing but a light sweater on. he enjoyed it.

he didn’t enjoy seeing your shivering, however.

like all the times he asked to shower with you- one of his favourite activities- he has to remember that not everyone has a burning heart. he was admittedly a bit confused when you jumped out of the tub after just dipping your toe into the below freezing water he finds normal to bathe in.

“i know.” you say, sympathetically joining him on the couch. he pulls you to sit between his legs, wrapping his arms around you and resting his chin on top of your heard. he’s so warm.

“its near midnight. no one would see us anyway.” he quietly argues. and admittedly, he’s right. anyone out in this cold at this time of night likely would be minding their own business, just waiting to make it back to warmth.

you grumble, annoyed by his insistence. but in that moment, you catch a rare glimpse of him.

his ocean eyes are staring out the window, staring at the flecks of light through the dark winter night. theres a certain longing in his expression he wouldn’t dare to show anyone on purpose.

his life had been emotionally abusive, time never stopping for him to process his hurt and his losses. he only truly finds refuge in you, who validates his pain and who unglues himself from that pain, even for a moment when he’s with you.

as a child, his favourite season was winter.

and it still is.

touya misses it, though he’d never admit. you can see it. you’ve caught him staring out with winter, drawing stupid doodles with his finger against the frost. its weird, but its beautiful. he looks at the snow like a screen, lighting his soul from within.

you just want him to be safe. you don’t want him to be taken away from you.

but at least, you could give him this.

✧.* ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ ✧.* ✧.* ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ ✧.* ✧.* ⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒˚ ✧.* ✧.* ⋆.˚

the snow blurs out your periphery, but you’re still safe. after all, touya’s next to you, his warm hand cupping yours.

he still doesn’t need any layers. you, on the other hand, are wrapped up in his jacket. its big on you, but it somehow feels better than any coat you have ever tried in your life.

his words remain neutral as he stands on the outside of the sidewalk, shielding you. but his eyes have found some sense of familiarity. he’s a walking through the snow, stars in his hands as he holds you next to him. ✩

“you warm enough, doll?” he asks, blue eyes flicking down to you. he doesn’t fail to notice how he can see your breath. he finds that red tinge on your nose adorable.

“mhm.” you say, momentarily broken from your thoughts. truthfully, all you can focus on is how you’ve never seen this side of him before. the side of touya that had some semblance of a normal child. in his eyes, you know more and more clearly that he was once a kid who had a favourite toy, a favourite game, and a favourite season.

“good, ‘don’t wanna deal with you and your immune system getting sick.” he jokes, though you both know he’ll move mountains to ensure your health. right now, he’s a bit distracted to. his ears take in the crunching of the snow beneath his feet, the sight of snow falling, and the feeling of your colder hand in his.

he’s nostalgic for a time he never really got to have.

he can’t speak but he doesn’t want to jinx it. he doesn’t even wanna think it. all he can do is wishes he never loses you. because you’re his winter, all year round. you’re that thing that extinguishes his burning soul.

so he squeezes your hand tighter as he redirects the two of you home, sensing you’re getting cold. he can cut the winter walk short if it means having a warm, loving night with you.

you wanting him feels impossible. but here you are, spending the winter with him.

he hears you sniffle, and looks back to see your scrunched up nose and red-tinged cheeks. he just chuckles, resolving to make it up to you later.

[torasplanet]

I know bd!dabi is definitely the type to be banging on your door at 3 in the morning, after calling you and seeing somebody in the backround (it was a literal shadow..)

❝𝙈𝙔 𝘽𝘼𝘽𝙔.ᐟ❞

BABYDADDY!DABI + F. READER

𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; dabi can't stand the thought of you with someone else so when he sees something that looks like a guy in the slightest, of course he came banging at your door at three in the morning.

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 ; smut, dabi is actually trying not to be a deadbeat!?!?, p in v, praise, rough sex, masochism, hair-pulling, slapping, soft dabi at end ig, jealousy sex, dabi is crazy, and skin color not mentioned

Dabi was actually trying to be a good dad now. You and Dabi had learned to set the shit aside or more like fuck out all of that anger but it didn’t matter because it helped a lot and now Dabi was taking Kaede over to his place a lot, buying him more shit and taking him places without you even having to ask him to do it. He was calling daily and nightly and not just to talk to you but to check up on his little mini-me.

He called you about two hours ago and it was one in the morning when Kaede was surprisingly still awake not wanting to go to bed until he told his daddy about the fun show he watched today but when Kaede had passed out on your chest, Dabi still hadn’t hung up. He wanted to stay up and talk to you. “Don’t you got work tomorrow?” You asked looking at your ex-boyfriend on the phone as he sat in his living room smoking, the light of whatever adult swim show he was watching illuminating his face for you. “Nah, you forgot my schedule already?” The white-haired man asked with a grin on his face.

You returned the grin so that it looked as though he was staring into a mirror “No, just so used to you lying so you can see your other girlfriends.” Dabi smacked his tongue against the roof of his mouth whilst he rolled his eyes nearly to the back of his skull “Don’t start dollface. Y’know I don’t do that shit anymore.” Dabi said, his smile dropping as he was annoyed with your teasing and it made you laugh while you ran your fingers through Kaede’s dark hair as he slept soundly on top of you “I’m just playin’ touya.” You said to reassure him and he grinned at you once more.

Kaede slowly began to stir in his sleep making you look down, you put the phone on the bed in front of you setting it up on the bedframe so that Dabi could still see you before you tended to your son. You readjusted the way he lay on you so he didn’t wake up while cooing sweet things in his ear but Dabi wasn’t focused on that. He was more or so focused on who the fuck was in the bed beside you.

“Who the fuck is that?” The Todoroki male questioned angrily. His brows furrowed as his turquoise eyes squinted trying to find out what guy was in the bed but there was no one. It was a fucking shadow. “Huh? No one.” You responded looking to your side and seeing no one there as Kaede wrapped his little arms around your neck while trying to find his way back to sleep. Dabi didn’t say anything and just stared at you even glaring by squinting his eyes at you and then, he hung up. Okay, now he was mad. About what? You had no fucking clue.

There was literally no one in this house other than you and your son so he was going crazy and getting mad about nothing. Whatever, you had to put Kaede in his room anyway.

Standing up, you left your phone on the bed as you made your way out of your room and to Kaede’s room which was decorated with all kinds of toddler stuff involving his favorite shows and movies that he begged you to watch every time he got home from daycare. “Mommy…” The little blue-eyed boy murmured as you lowered him into his bed while shushing him. It took a little while to get him to go back to sleep fully because he would not let you leave his bedside even for a second without beginning to cry. You had to sit there holding his baby hand while he snuggled into his Adventure Time plushie until his grip on your fingers released signaling that he was fast asleep.

This itself took a while and it was enough time for Dabi to hop in his car and drive over to your place. As you walked out of Kaede’s room, closing the door behind you, there was banging at your front door. You would’ve thought the SWAT team was at your door if it wasn’t for the fact that you already knew Dabi was upset and how he was when he was upset. “What…?” You sighed approaching the door and beginning to unlock the door expecting Dabi to just glare down at you but he didn’t even look at you before he pushed past you inviting himself in your place.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You asked in a hushed tone not wanting to wake up the younger boy as you watched Dabi walk throughout the apartment, looking under the couch, in closets, and all of the rooms. Well, except for Kaede’s; he knew you weren’t going to hide another guy in your son’s room, that was just wrong. “Tell me who the fuck was in here before I find him myself.” Dabi said as you walked into your bedroom where he currently was flipping everything upside down looking for that ‘guy’.

You scoffed at his overreaction “It was a shadow, touya.” You told him and he just glared at you “I’m telling you now if I find a fucking guy in here, I will murder him [y/n].” Dabi said stalking closer to you and forcing you to back up until your back hit the wall near the doorframe but you didn’t give a single shit. Well, you didn’t care about what how he was acting but you cared about what he was saying and saw a way to just piss him off a little more. For fun, you know? “There’s no one in here. If there was why would you care? Not like we’re together.” You said shrugging your shoulders as you crossed your arms into an ‘X’ across your chest. Dabi’s expression relaxed as if all the anger from his body had faded when those words left your mouth.

“[Y/n]. You and I both know that I don’t give a shit about any of that.” He said almost tauntingly. The corners of his lips pulled up as he leaned forward getting his face closer to yours “I don’t wanna find another man in here–best friend, co-worker, babysitter–I don’t give a shit. I don’t want no fucking guy around my son.” Dabi continued lowering his voice as he remembered that the son he was talking about was asleep right now.

Ugh, Dabi wasn’t fooling anyone especially not you. If he thought that you were going to believe that it was just about Kaede and not about him not wanting you to fuck or date another guy, he was incredibly stupid. You two weren’t officially together but to Dabi, that’s never mattered. From the moment you agreed to be his girlfriend, you’ve been his no matter if you two were on a break or not.

“Is it that or do you not want me dating?” Dabi smiled. Oh, you knew him so well. That’s why he stuck with you. “Can it be both?” Dabi asked with a low and sultry tone of his voice. It was so hot and you almost folded and kissed him right there if isn’t wasn’t for the fact that he madea mess in your room that he was definietly not going to clean up. “Obviously it’s both if you charged into my house at three in the fucking morning over a shadow while your son is asleep.” You said obviously less than pleased about his actions and he rolled his eyes while smacking his teeth at you like he did on the phone. You were upset at him and him continuing to yell at you about this ‘shadow’ was not going to calm you down.

“Doll…y’know I do it cause I love you.” He said pressing a kiss against your temple but you grumbled and shoved his face away from yours not wanting to deal with his stupid apologies. Dabi groaned as he pressed his body against yours “Just wanna make sure no one tryna take you from me.” Dabi said running his warm hands up and and down your body. You could smell the scent of nicotine and weed on him, it was incredibly strong like he was smoking on his way here.

You were slowly beginning to fold because of his words and how they were whispers in your ears, he knew what made you think and what made you whine. You threw your arms around his shoulders and hooked them around his neck as he littered kisses along your face earning hums from you “C’mon…why you playin’ baby.” Dabi whined into your ear getting a tad bit upset because you were playing hard to get when you’d just end up falling apart in his arms by the end of the night or by the break of dawn from how time was moving.

You backed up your head leaning back against the wall to look at him. The look on your face was enough to tell him why you were ‘playing’ around with him and you didn’t have to say anything “I’m sorry, lemme make it up to you.” Dabi said cooed to you as his hands ran over the shape of your body over and over and you smiled just a bit “You gotta be quiet tho…” You muttered to him not wanting to wake up Kaede and Dabi grinned. He was quick to place his hands on your ass and pick you up while pressing his lips to yours swallowing whatever sayings you were going to add to your sentence.

As Dabi moved away from the wall and closed the door you grabbed a handful of hair from the back of his head forcefully pulling him away from the kiss “I’m serious, if he wakes up, you’re taking care of it.” You said more sternly than the last time and Dabi made his way to the bed and collapsed down on the bed falling on top of you due to your strong grip on his hair but he laid on his knees to prevent from completely flopping on you “If you keep pullin’ my hair like that, the whole building’s gonna wake up.” Dabi said with an evil grin on his face and you let go of his hair just as roughly as you pulled it. How could you forget how freaky he was?

Dabi grinned and leaned his head down to begin to kiss all over your neck, he sucked and nipped at your flesh making your lips part widely resisting the urge to moan at his actions. You threw your head back as your hands came to the nape of his neck “Touya…” You muttered making your desired smile against your neck “Barely touchin’ you and you’re already moanin’ my name?” He asked and you grunted at his playfulness not wanting to do any foreplay.

“‘Cause I want you to touch me more.” You told him gently tugging at the strands of hair closest to the back of his neck, he let out low groans near your ear at your tugging. Dabi didn’t say anything, the only thing that happened was his hands drifting down and shuffling your pants and panties off with the assistance of you kicking them off. He loved when you pulled his hair, it felt so fucking good but only when you did it. Any other bitch who tried that shit would get their hand slapped away from his head.

“Be patient,” Dabi said in response to your small whimpers whilst he sat up on his knees to slide his jeans off, you merely groaned watching as he discarded his lower pieces of clothing before deciding to rid yourself of your shirt “Now c’mon…” You said reaching your arms up to grab at his shoulders, Dabi rolled his eyes at how impatient you were before grabbing your thighs and lining his cock up with your hole. You looked at his cock and grinned nearly drooling at the sight. Standing up straight, the tip is just a light brown leaking precum, prominent vein on the side that always rubbed against your walls. It’s like you had his cock memorized in your head and your pussy.

Dabi slowly began to push himself inside of you, his always warm hands grasping your hips so you wouldn’t slide up the bed “Ugh…slid right in, huh?” He said with a small chuckle watching as you sucked him in, he didn’t even start thrusting like normally and only did slow strokes. You groaned and grabbed a full handful of his hair and pulled it leaning up to come face to face with him “Fuck me like you meant what you said.” You said snarling at him. Dabi could fuck hard when he wanted to but sometimes he just liked to play with you and rile you up and you fucking hated it. If he was going to fuck you, he better do it right.

Dabi grinned eagerly as his head was tilted back, his turquoise eyes shining down at you with such bliss and enjoyment “Pull harder and maybe I’ll think about it.” Your eyes narrowed at him in a glare, you did pull harder but then you let go and slapped him across his face and it made him laugh a bit. Just like how no one else could pull his hair, no one could slap him like that and he’d enjoy it. It felt amazing knowing that it was you who was fulfilling his masochistic fantasies. “I fucking love you.” He said lowly tilting his head down at you. His hands pressed harder into your thigh, pushing them up and into your chest allowing him to sink deeper in your…

He hovered over you as you lay back on the pillows a red mark on the side of his face. Dabi’s lips met yours as his strokes became harder and quicker, he moaned with you into the disgustingly messy kiss and it was a good thing because you were certain that if the kiss broke, you would’ve woken up your son with how loud the both of you were.

That vein rubbed against your walls as Dabi’s cock bruised your cervix making your body jolt and your tits bounce from his speed and rough treatment of your cunt. His tongue fought with yours as he tried to shove it down your throat, your lips moving against each other while your body melted into each other like butter “I meant it. I’ll kill any fucking guy I find in this bitch.” Touya said into the kiss with a raspy voice, his hips slamming into your under thighs as his fingers grabbed the back of your knees tightly.

You tried to say something but couldn’t because of how intense the kiss was growing, utterly giving up on whatever babble was going to come out of your moaning lips. Your fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulders crawling their way down to claw at his back as the white-haired male ingested your loud mewls. As soon as your baby daddy parted his lips from yours, one of his hands went to your mouth to stop you from being extremely loud.

“Ha, and you were talkin’ about me being loud?” He laughed at your blissed-out face, eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head, legs shaking by your head (whether it was because they were cramping or the pleasure was beyond him nor did he really care), it all made him smile, and moan trying to contain them as much as he was doing it for you. “Shut up.” You managed to get out slightly muffled from his hand making eye contact with him.

Dabi threw his head back with a groan “Nah, that’s more for you.” He rasped still with that grin on his face, you went to respond but his tip hit your sweet spot making your body shiver. “Ah, Ah! So…good…” The mewls left your lips still muffled by Dabi’s hand as he fucked into you. “Ah, that’s it, fuck my back up.” Your nails clawing at his back surely leaving red marks made him fuck into you harder.

Your pussy clenched around him as the squelches and moist sounds of you getting fucked out of your mind were the only noises coming from you “Fuck you better get quiet, wanna hear you just a bit.” Dabi said burying his face into your neck while letting go of your mouth allowing you to suck in a huge gust of air. “Touya…fuck, so full…” You moaned trying to keep it down as best as you could but it was really hard when he was fucking into you so hard and rough. Your walls were pulsing around him as you felt yourself coming to the edge, you knew he was too. By the way, he was kissing your neck so roughly, begging you to scratch him up, he wanted more and more to make himself burst.

“I’ll never fuck anyone else, I swear…just you.” Your hands trailed up to his neck as your head pushed back deeper into the fluffy pillow “Don’t you fucking lie to me.” Dabi said as he lifted his face from your neck and stared down at you as he continued to stretch you out, you nodded rapidly as you hummed through your moans that were trying to be muted by your lips staying glued shut but they slipped out ever so often.

Dabi’s blue eyes burned into your skin as he waited for you to talk. He wanted you to say it to him, you knew this but you were so close. Could barely talk. “J-Just you touya!” You yelped just as you came and the feeling of you squirting all over his cock made Dabi just…lose his fucking mind. He came inside of you, filling you to the brim and marking you as his. Only his. He pulled out and still held your legs to your chest watching as his cum began to seep out of your hole and down your sweaty skin to eventually fall on the already ruined sheets of the bed. It was his favorite sight.

Dabi stared in awe as you whined a bit “Holy shit.” He said before removing his hands allowing your sore legs to fall onto the bed allowing you to sigh in relief. Dabi lay on top of you just grinning down at you like he was in the previous act you were doing but it was different, it seemed more unserious than before. “What?” You asked tilting your head a bit as you tried to regain your breath as he had quite literally taken it all away.

“Nothing, just thinking about how fun it’d be if you got off birth control,” Dabi said with his unserious grin turning into a smug one as he stared at your blank face that had no expression now. He was not serious.

“Yeah get off me.”

“C’mon…I know Kei wants someone else to play with, maybe a girl?”

You began to try and push the male off you which hardly worked “Get up, my legs are already cramping.” You said and the todoroki boy groaned before rolling off of your naked body allowing you to stand on extremely wobbly legs and they had fallen asleep. Dabi watched with an annoyed expression as you tried to make your way to the bathroom. “C’mon baby don’t be like that!”

p.s.

You sat on the kitchen counter watching with an interested grin as Dabi cooked sausages on the stove “Why are you just sitting there doing nothing?” He asked glancing behind him at you with an exhausted look on his face. Shrugging your shoulders, you just kicked your feet that were dangling above the ground “I’m not doing nothing. I’m making sure you don’t burn the house down, you have a thing with fire.” You said making Dabi smack his teeth at you.

“Baby, it was one time. It was an accident.” Yeah sure. Dousing your dress–that I might add was a little too short for his liking–in gasoline and then lighting it on fire was definitely an accident and not because he didn’t like how guys were looking at you at the party. You two were two engrossed in your conversations that you hadn’t even noticed the small sound of a door creaking open and little footsteps leading toward the kitchen following the smell of breakfast.

Kaede stood there in his firetruck pajamas holding a plushie in his hands while rubbing his eyes tiredly, hair messy like Dabi’s was currently. “Mommy…?” The sound of the little boy’s voice made both heads turn toward him, the boy hadn’t noticed his father yet and went to walk to you until he did notice Dabi. The young boy looked at his father in confusion “Daddy? What are you doing here…wait! Did you come out of the phone?” Kaede asked with a shocked look on his face coming up with supernatural reasons why his dad was here suddenly.

“Uh, no kid. I got here…after you went to sleep.” Dabi said awkwardly to his offspring as he continued to watch the sausages. Kaede walked toward Dabi and gently hugged his leg but when the sounds of grease popping started, you grabbed him by his arm and pulled him away “Okay, let’s not be next to Daddy when he’s cooking.” You picked up your son and held him in your arms as he rested his head on your chest almost instinctively continuing to watch his dad before looking up at you.

His turquoise eyes blinked at you “I’m hungry. I want one, please.” He requested batting his long eyelashes at you that he also happened to inherit from his dad. You were almost jealous of how long they were. You turned to your ex-boyfriend who heard it and just stared at you waiting for you to say something “Kei’s hungry, give him one please.” Dabi rolled his eyes at how you were so quick to give in to anything the little boy wanted.

“He can wait.”

“I’m hungry now.”

“Yeah, he’s hungry now.” You said doubling down by playfully glaring at the older male who let out a dramatic and loud groan before grabbing one of the small sausages from the pan and dropping it in the palm of your hand “If he burns his mouth, it’s your problem.” With that, you slowly began to feed the sausage to the toddler who stuck his tongue out and let out harsh breaths because of how hot it was making you blow on the rest of the sausage.

Dabi watched in enjoyment as you did that, a dirty smile coming onto his lips and when you met his eyes, you gave him a confused look “What?” You asked raising an eyebrow but he shook his head with a small laugh.

“Nothing.”

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[darkcircles4lyfe]

I've given it some thought--

Now, if you've read any of my posts and you've read 430, you know there are a lot of ways it falls short of what I wanted. On the other hand, I can respect an open ending, one where we are allowed and encouraged to dream. All things considered, I'm not satisfied or disappointed, but a secret third thing... bear with me.

For a lot of storylines, I can fill in the blanks how I want.

I'm heartbroken over Himiko's fate, but there's no denying that the lack of camera footage leaves open the possibility of her simply disappearing. Perhaps she is waiting in hiding for the world to change, just like Lady Nagant.

Dr. Yoshida is described as someone who can cure the incurable. That may be referring to Katsuki, but the doctor himself said it's a complete mystery how he survived, all Katsuki's own doing. Maybe he cured someone else in those 8 years... someone like Touya?

Honestly I got nothing on Tenko but who knows. Who knows! Something something OFA connection. Izuku having vestige visions. Idk.

As for the manner in which society is changing, I'm drawn to Shouji's speech: "I'm dedicating the honor to those who joined the uprising eight years ago. All I've done is stand atop the resolve that they demonstrated to the world, nothing more." That at least tells me his earlier judgment of the other heteromorphs "setting them back" was a narrow point of view Shouji was supposed to grow out of, rather than a way of Horikoshi trying to criticize revolutionaries. In general, just because a character says something doesn't mean we're supposed to take it as gospel. That's lit crit 101, people.

Then there's Izuku. Once again I am feeling this pretty close to home. I keep coming back to the fact that the class is 24/25 now and I'm 25, man. On top of that, anyone else who was 14/15 ten years ago when the manga started gets to feel like we've all grown up together. I wanted catharsis for Izuku's trauma so badly. I wanted words. But I can't deny that the way Izuku is shown attempting to make the best of things and be content with a humbler life resonates with me, as painful as it is, as much as I know deep down he's kidding himself. It doesn't surprise me that he kept his walls up all this time and continued to shun his "selfishness."

I almost feel like there's an all-encompassing narrative theme being expressed here, in the fact that Izuku was trying to push past his pain and focus on the next generation, but surprise, his story's not over yet. I think the implied message there is that more can be done in the here and now, and maybe other stories that seem to be over, aren't.

With these things in mind, I can take the ending in stride, even if this is all the more we get from Horikoshi. However. There's one thing that is jolting me out of my peace every time I start to get comfortable here. It's actually related to the storyline that got the most closure.

I've seen a lot of fellow bkdk enjoyers calling their conclusion the best part of the ending, and I agree with that. They got a truly full circle moment, and a way of communicating to the reader that they're together, they have their forever, in a way that is personal to them. It's not "canon" in the way a kiss or a confession is, but I've said it before--this makes sense for them. And Horikoshi also did something legitimately interesting and groundbreaking by not making Ochako confess, not showing her future being tied to the main character as a love interest.

No, the thing that's bugging me is a seemingly small detail: why does Izuku and Katsuki holding hands at the end, of all things, have to be implied? Lots of things about 430 make sense in the context of the interview Horikoshi recently gave where he expressed being content with what he has drawn, and what he has left to the imagination. But not this. You can't convince me he didn't want to draw this. It's a motherfucking story about hands. This is the one thing I was 110% certain would happen. It's been teased for forever. Katsuki clearly wanted it so bad. So many other characters got to hold Izuku's hand in-frame. What the hell. Why.

Idk. I will be thinking about it for the foreseeable future.

[ayatakami]

kerosene. ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

Synopsis: You and Touya were close childhood friends. However, one day you find out that your mother arranged a Quirk marriage for you.

Pairing: Touya Todoroki x reader, random guy x reader Warnings: Suggestive content, typical MHA violence, abuse, endeavor being Endeavor.

Part one! I have a lot written for this so I'm just going to split them up into readable parts! Be on the lookout for the others!! Also lmk if you want to be on the taglist! <3 Taglist: @jenos-eye-smiles

Y/N followed Touya through the familiar route through his house. The front door to his bedroom. You didn't really understand what was so important that he just *needed* to talk to you today. After a quick word and dinner with his family, you found yourself in his room.

"Come, sit." *He patted the spot on the mattress beside him as he sat on the mattress. You followed, sitting beside him. He was uncharacteristically quiet, seeming a bit red in the face.

"You know...there's been something I've been meaning to talk to you for awhile now." This caught your attention as you straightened up on the bed, facing him. "Yeah? What about?"

He averted his eyes from yours, a faint blush on his cheeks. "It's just...I...wanted to tell you..." He sat, letting out a sigh as he ran his hand through his hair nervously. "You know that I've always-like I've been-". He increasingly became frustrated with himself, not seeming to get the words he wanted to out. You tilt her head at him curiously, your eyebrows furrowing together. It wasn't often you got to see Touya so...highly strung to say the least.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, the faint pink on his cheeks soon became more apparent and redder. He looked back up at you, with a serious look in his eyes. "The thing, for awhile now I've realized that I" He stopped himself, still trying to find the right words. "That I, I mean I'm just trying to say that-" He was struggling so bad you started to get worried that he was actually having a hard time.

"Touya? Are you having a stroke?" You said seeming a bit more panicked. He groaned and facepalmed. "No, no I'm not having a stroke god damn it. Just. Just give me a second" He took another deep breath, shakingly exhaling. His face was completely red now. He looked you in the eyes once more. "I'm just trying to say that I- I like you!" You sighed a breath of relief yourself. "Oh thank god, I thought you were. And I like you too!" You smiled softly at him, not seeming to get the hint. He looked at you with a dumbstruck expression. "No, no Y/N. I mean I LIKE like you" Then you suddenly realized what he was saying. It was almost like a dream come true. Your childhood best friend, the one who you had a crush on for ages confessed to you about having feelings for you. You found the timing to be bittersweet of the universe, considering that you were supposed to meet your suitor today.

A frown graced your features, which didn't go unnoticed by Touya. "What's wrong?" You sighed deeply. "I like you too Touya...but" You began. "But....?" He felt a heavy weight in his stomach as dread began to fill him. "But...I'm supposed to meet a suitor today.." He went silent, his eyes widening at her words. His mind spun as he tried to process the words. He felt like a freight train hit him. Suitor? Engagement? Arranged marriage?

His gaze focused on the floor. He opened his mouth a few times, trying to find the words to say but he couldn't get any out. After a while, Touya finally spoke. "This...is...unbelievable. The quirk marriage you told me your mom was thinking about?" You nod, your feelings on the matter were quite negative to be honest, as you were secretly in love with Touya.

His mind reeled with a mix of anger and disbelief. "Do you....even know the guy?" He was almost afraid of what you would say. "I've never met him." However, he was definitely not expecting that. He let out a bitter laugh, his head shaking in frustration. "I'm supposed to meet him today." You added. That caught his attention, his cobalt eyes snapping to you. "You're supposed to meet him today?" The same day that he was confessing his feelings to you, you were also supposed to meet up with your suitor. The irony was cruel.

"When...?" He gritted his teeth. Every part of him was hoping that you hadn't met the suitor yet. "After I heard what you wanted to tell me." He sighed his feelings a twisted mix of relief and dread. He was happy that you hadn't met the suitor yet, but on the other hand, he knew sooner or later you would have to. He sat back on the bed, his head resting on his hands.

"This whole situation sucks..." She sat back down beside him, falling down on her back as she stared up at the ceiling. He glanced over at you, before mimicking your actions. You kept your gaze on the ceiling as you were deep in thought. "Maybe...we can prolong it by finding me a better suitor." You offered. Touya's eyes widened a flicker of hope in his gaze. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?" He propped himself up on his elbows, his heart racing as he looked at you.

"That depends...Are you nice enough to save me from a certain doom?" You joked, trying to make the tension in the room lighter. He let out a huff as he got competitive. "Of course I'll save you from a crappy marriage." He sat upright, a new determined look in his eyes. "How sweet of you Touya" You teased and he rolled his eyes, trying to hide a blush that was resurfacing on his face. "Yeah, yeah. Shut up" He tried to play it cool but there was a small smile that tugged at the corner of his lips.

You smiled warmly back at him and he found himself drawn to your smile, captivated by the way it lit up your face. He moved closer to you, putting his hand on your cheek. He decided to voice the anxiety that was on both of your minds. "What if....things don't go our way. And you have to marry that you?" You looked down, your hand resting against his. "I...don't know Touya..." He sighed frustrated, his shoulders slumping. "We'll figure something out...just don't do anything stupid."

Their moment was interrupted by your phone going off. You could already guess it was your mother texting you that the suitor had arrived. "Ah...I guess I have to go home now." Touya's heart sank as you mentioned leaving. He reluctantly let go of your head, his expression of disappointment. "Right..."

"I can be a little late..." You started, as he looked up at you confused. You wrap your arms around his neck, before pressing a loving kiss to his lips. He was caught off guard but quickly melted into it, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. He returned the kiss fiercely, pouring all of his love and protectiveness into it. As the kiss ended, he pulled back slightly, resting his forehead against yours. They were interrupted once again, this time by your phone ringing.

Touya let out a frustrated sigh, his lips hovering just above yours. The sound of the phone ringing broke the two of you out of the spell you were in as you separated. "I'll walk you home." He stood up, pulling you up with him. "Come on. Let's get you home." You hummed in response, grabbing your bag that was dropped near his bedroom door with your free hand as he intertwined his fingers with your other hand.

The two of you suddenly found yourself outside of your house. There was an unfamiliar car in the driveway, to which you tallied up to being the arranged suitor. Touya's grip on your hand tightened upon seeing the car. Despite trying to remain cool and composed, he couldn't shake the flicker of jealousy and anger that flared inside him. He glanced at you, trying to gauge your reaction.

You looked at the car with a dejected expression, as you squeezed Touya's hand. Something didn't sit right with you. He could practically feel the sadness radiating off of you. Seeing you like this tugged at his heartstrings, and he silently cursed your mother for putting you through this. He didn't want to let you go, but he reluctantly loosened his grip, knowing that he had to. He took a deep breath and spoke in a hushed tone.

"You're going to be okay. Just...be careful. I'll be thinking of you the whole time." However, you still tightly onto his hand, refusing to let go. His heart skipped a beat as you refused to let go of his hand, your grip tight and desperate. He stared down at your connected hands, a surge of emotions coursing through him. He wanted to pull you into his chest and keep you as far away from any suitors as possible, but he didn't dare make a move. Instead, he just squeezed your hand back, his voice low. "You have to go in..."

"Touya.." You softly whispered, as your voice waivered. You didn't want to let go of him. Not after finding out that he's in love with you too. Not when you know you're about to be sent off with some random guy and you probably won't ever see Touya again. His heart ached as he heard the waver in your voice. The mixture of pleading and sorrow in just one syllable of his name. He can see the pain and the turmoil in your eyes that mirrored his own. He gently pulled you closer, the distance between you lessening. However, the two of you quickly separated once you heard the front door to your house open.

Your mother, a well-known socialite, stood at the door with her arms crossed. Touya's jaw tensed as he saw your mother step out of the door. Seeing her cold expression, he could tell she was in no mood for any sort of nonsense. He forced himself to maintain his composure, knowing that he had to keep his cool for your sake. Your mother glared at you, for being late. And for being with Touya of all people. She always went on and on about how he was a bad influence.

She narrowed her eyes at you, before speaking. "I would lecture you, but we have kept the suitor waiting too long. Come. Now." The two of you tensed up at your mother's curt tone. You opened your mouth to speak, to plead for Touya to at least stay, but you quickly closed your mouth knowing she would deny it. You hesitantly released Touya's hand and walked up to the ground door. You kept your gaze on the floor as your eyebrows knotted together in frustration.

[clownwritesfanfic]

Wake Up Mr.Sleepyhead - Touya Todoroki x GN! Reader

I just…I had to write something. I have so many feelings about him.

Spoilers for Season 7 Episode 8

I am not caught up with the manga so I only know as far as the anime. If there are canon things that haven’t been revealed yet in the anime then it will not be in here, I’m using headcanons and my own interpretations.

Summary: The boy everyone had affectionately called “Mr. Sleepyhead” has finally woken up from his three year coma. You never imagined things would go down hill so quickly.

Warnings: Canon typical violence, Reader is emotionally fucked, Reader has a quirk, Reader has hair long enough to run fingers through

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Word count: 6,460

Disclaimer: Reader is kept as ambiguous as possible. This fic is safe for plus size readers and readers of colour. If you find something that contradicts this, please let me know. No use of (Y/N).

Reader and Touya are both 16

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It’s been three years since he showed up.

You still remember that day so clearly.

You were thirteen when he arrived. You had been there since the opening of the children’s house. A man approached your parents when your quirk got out of control when you were eight and offered to enroll you in his newly built “school”. It felt more like a daycare than anything else. You learned a few school subjects but there was a lot of quirk training as well.

You were terrified, but persisted. Since you were one of the first, you got to witness other kids joining, and some of them got to leave. No one knew where they went, and Mr. Sunny wouldn’t disclose any information either. He’d always try to change the subject. You learned pretty quickly to let it go and not think too hard about it.

All the new kids always flocked to you. You were one of the few left from the first group, and kids were always so curious, so they always pestered you with questions. Because of this, you became one of the unofficial helpers. Mr. Sunny was the only staff, other than the doctor that would come in every few months for check ups or if someone got injured passed what a simple band-aid could fix. And then of course there was the House Master.

He never showed up in person. He always spoke through a screen. You were probably one of the few people that actually saw a glimpse of him back when he propositioned your parents.

Because you were so popular with the kids, it was easy to help care for them. They all saw you as an older sibling, even calling you as such sometimes. Although, over the years, you got tired. You hated this place. And you slowly started to hate the people in it. You hated how needy some of the kids were. How happy they all seemed to be despite never being allowed to see or talk to their parents. All the intense quirk training and unwanted child rearing wore you out. You slowly started to become a shell of a person. You were able to fake a smile in order to please the kids and throw off any suspicion Mr. Sunny had of you, but deep down, you couldn’t feel emotions anymore. You didn’t care about any of the kids that adored you.

And that included him.

You knew, once he was wheeled in on his bed, comatose, that you were going to have to help out. And you were right.

Mr. Sunny took care of any bathing and dressing issues, and the doctor took care of any medical ones such as replacing his IV and monitoring his healing. But you were in charge of keeping him company whenever you could and shooing away any stray children that snuck in to his room.

You hated it. You thought it was stupid. He’s in a coma, what sort of company would he need?

You mostly sat by his bed, staring at him. Waiting for some kind of movement so you could do anything else but this. But the only movement you saw was his chest slowly rising and falling and the only thing you could hear was the beeping of his heart monitor.

He looked awful when he first showed up. He had reconstructive surgery on his jaw, and third degree burns all over. They did manage to have someone with a healing quirk try and speed up the recovery, but they could only do so much. You weren’t gonna lie…you didn’t want to be near him at first. Because of his burnt, dead, skin he smelled awful. He needed to be bathed regularly but that could only do so much.

As he healed, and fresh new skin came in on some parts of his body and face, he started to look (and smell) better. You watched his healing process from start to finish. Talking to him sometimes as there was nothing else to do and sitting in silence can only get you so far with out wanting to rip your hair out.

You talked about anything and everything. The weather, the other kids, training, any trouble you had with the little school work they actually provided, how curious the kids were about him, etc. Over time, you started to enjoy the time you had with him, even if he never responded.

It was nice to get away from the rest of the “family”. Plus, it was an excuse to get away after a particularly hard session of training. Everyone here had powerful quirks. A lot of them had bodies that couldn’t adapt to their quirk. That was supposedly the purpose of this place. To help people cope with it all.

Luckily, you weren’t one of those people, your quirk didn’t effect your body much. Over use would exhaust you but it wasn’t as bad as some of the other kids. And definitely no where near as bad as this kid.

It was a normal day at the school when he woke up. You were watching over some of the older kids while Mr. Sunny took the younger kids for nap time. Most of them were doing some kind of arts and craft or playing, others opted to catch up on some school work.

You were helping a girl with her writing when you heard one of the new kids shout.

“Oh, the sleepyhead’s awake!”

You didn’t pay attention to what she was saying, more so the volume at which she spoke.

“Keep it down. You know the young ones are sleeping.” You scolded not looking up from the paper the girl was working on.

“Mr. Sunny!” A different girl yelled. “The sleepyhead’s awake!”

“Oi!” You shouted at her, still not noticing what everyone was yelling about. “He’s busy. Sit down and be quiet.”

“Where…am I?” A deeper and raspy male voice spoke. Now, that got your attention.

Your head snapped up towards the door where the voice came from and stared directly at an all too familiar face. Holy shit…he’s awake. His eyes are so…blue. You don’t think you’ve ever seen eyes that blue before. Seeing him awake and standing was weird.

You were released from your thoughts when the new girl spoke to him.

“This is our home! You slept for…let’s see…three years! You slept for three whole years! I just arrived, so I don’t know much, but that’s what Mr. Sunny said.” She explained. He looked shocked and upset at the news.

You stood up abruptly, your chair squeaking loudly on the floor. “Caroline! You can’t just spring something like that on him! You’re just confusing and scaring him.” You reprimanded as you walked over to the two.

“Ah…I-I’m sorry…I just…” Caroline tried to explain herself.

“Go sit down. I’ll handle this.” You sighed.

“But shouldn’t we tell Mr. Sun-“ another voice spoke up from the back of the room but didn’t get to finish when you interrupted them.

“NO! Don’t say anything to him yet. I’m handling this.”

You grabbed the white haired boy by the wrist, he was breathing heavily at this point and seemed to have zoned out.

“Come with me, quickly.” You dragged him out of the room and down the hallway. This seemed to snap him out of his trance as he tried pulling against you.

“W-wait! Hold on, what-“ he started before you shushed him.

You opened a closet door full of cleaning supplies and shoved him inside as he kept protesting. You shushed him every time. You slid into the closet next to him and shut the door.

“What the hell is going on?!” He practically yelled at this point.

“Shut up!” You whisper yelled at him and grabbed his shoulders. There wasn’t much room in the small closet but this was your best shot at being hidden for a while.

“Listen, I don’t know much about you myself, I don’t even know your name. All I know is that one day, three years ago you were found covered head to toe in third degree burns and had a missing jaw. You went through surgery to fix what they could and for three years you’ve been in a coma here. I don’t know why you specifically are here, it must be something to do with your quirk, because this is a place for kids with powerful quirks that they can’t control so they can get help. This is all I know, the grown ups don’t tell us much. I’m sorry…” you quickly explained, keeping your voice down.

“I…” He tried to process everything. “A coma? Surgery?!”

“Shhh! Not so loud. I know you’re freaked out right now and confused and I wish I could tell you more but I genuinely do not know anything else, but if it makes you feel any better…you weren’t alone. I was tasked to sit by your side basically since you arrived here.” You tried your best to calm him down.

“Really?” He still sounded like a child and you supposed he still was one, mentally he’s still 13 and everything must be so terrifying to learn. You don’t really know why you were trying to comfort him. You don’t like him anymore than the other kids. And you didn’t like them at all. You pitied him, you guessed.

“Yeah…I talked to you almost every day. Look, you’re safe here. As long as you follow the rules and don’t cause too much trouble you’ll do fine.” You sighed.

“No, I…I have to go home.” You felt despair at his words. You knew he was never going home. No one that came here ever went home…not if he could help it.

You were about to explain that to him when the door to the closet opened, blinding you both with the shitty fluorescent lights from the hallway.

“Ah, there you two are. Now, sunny, I know you’re excited that your friend is awake now, but you know why kids aren’t allowed alone together. I’ll take it from here. Please join the others in the activity room.” Mr. Sunny smiled down at you two.

You blushed furiously at the implications of his words and ripped your hands away from the boys shoulders and crossed your arms.

“You know damn well that’s not what was happening.” You muttered as you stomped past him.

“Language, sunny!” Mr. Sunny sing songed.

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It was night time now, all the younger kids were fast asleep, having been put to bed an hour ago, and the older kids were winding down for the night and getting ready for their bed time.

You however, were lingering outside Mr. Sunny’s office. The door was wide open…so it wasn’t like you were eavesdropping, but you were staying out of sight.

You felt like something was wrong. Like something bad was about to happen. Touya, you learned his name was at dinner, seemed adamant that he was going home. You just wanted to be there when the news was broken to him. You’d gotten used to being the therapist all the kids come running to.

“I have to get home!” You heard him plead.

“You can’t do that, sunny!” And there it was….the ball has dropped.

“Why not?” Touya argued.

“You’ll be living here with everyone else now, sunny! This is your new family! I’m sure it’ll feel like home soon!” God, you hated that fucking flower freak. You were told the same thing and you know how much it stings to hear that.

“Wait a minute! I have to get home! My dad…He probably just had work and couldn’t come. I’m sure he’s worried! I did…and said…some terrible things. I need to apologize to Mom and the others…I need Dad to see what I can do.” You could hear the pain in his voice, and yet…he still sounded like a child.

“I’m gonna be a he-“ He got cut off.

“Unfortunately, I don’t think that can happen anymore.” You flinched at the voice. It’s him.

“Your burned up body was extremely hard to repair. The missing parts were filled in with regenerative tissue. Your face makes you look like someone different, but even so, you survived.” The voice cracked through the speakers.

“What are you saying? I don’t understand…someone different?” Touya whimpered.

“You can’t use your power like you did before. There was damage to your organs. Your senses, including your sense of pain, has been dulled. Your body is weakened. It will never go back to how it was before.” Damn….you didn’t know it was that bad. You felt pity for the boy.

“We would have liked to receive you in full health, too.” He continued. You could hear Touya’s shaky breathing. “We did our best, but unfortunately, we failed.”

You could hear him trying to hold back his tears. You peeked your head in and saw him bent over, clutching his face.

“It’s hard, isn’t it? You poor thing. But WE might be able to make your flames go back to normal! How about it? Will you try joining our family and learning together with us?” You wanted to punch that asshole. He ruined countless children’s lives. He ruined YOUR life. Who knows how many more of these places he has running.

“Shut up.” Touya spoke. You could hear the anger boiling in his voice. “I don’t want to learn from anyone else. The only one who can teach me is…” he threw the keyboard at the computer screen “my dad!”

“Don’t do that, sunny!” Mr. Sunny intervened, grabbing his shoulder that stupid smile on his face.

“Be quiet!” He yelled as he fought back, activating his quirk. You could feel the heat form the doorway. “Shut up!”

Suddenly, the whole room was ablaze. Touya turned and stopped when he saw you standing there. You stared back at him blankly. He huffed and ran past you down the hallway. You knew you could stop the fire. You knew it would’ve been the right thing to do. But you couldn’t bring yourself to care, this was your one and only chance at freedom. So you ran after him.

You caught up to him when he tried pushing open a locked door. You grabbed his wrist again and started pulling him towards the front enterance.

You both ran out the front doors as the entire building was quickly engulfed in flames. You let go of his wrist and let him lead the way. You could’ve gone your own way, but you followed him anyway. It’s not like you were dying to go home. As far as you’re concerned, you lost any family you had when your parents gave you up.

You stayed next to him as he slowed down. Soon, he was trudging along, both of you now in the middle of the city. The streets were lit by restaurant lights and the hanging street lights.

“I have…to go home.” He spoke more so to himself. You weren’t even sure he knew you were next to him. Your hands were shoved in your pockets as you looked around. You remember him saying he lived in Musutafu. That was the next city over. Not too far that it was impossible, but it would take a few hours to get there on foot.

He finally snapped out of his trance about an hour in. Most stores and restaurants were starting to close now, leaving only izakaya’s and yatai open. You passed a few with drunk patrons sat around on stools loudly chatting and laughing with each other.

You were surprised you hadn’t seen a single hero yet. In a city like this, you’d think there would be a bunch crawling around. Especially at night. At least you two were being left alone.

“Why are you following me?” He spoke up. He sounded tired. Ironic, considering he slept for three whole years.

“So you don’t die. Besides….I didn’t have anywhere else to go so I wanted to see this home you kept whining about.” You answered with a shrug.

He huffed and it was back to silence for a few minutes. He seemed to be deep in thought again as you two walked the streets.

“I killed that guy didn’t I?” He suddenly spoke up again.

“Probably shouldn’t say something like that out loud. But yeah, most likely. Bastard kinda deserved it though.” You replied.

“The whole place caught fire…oh god I probably killed everyone else…” He started to freak out.

“Nah…probably not everyone. Some of those kids have quirks that could be useful in a fire. They probably saved a bunch of the others. You probably only killed a few of them.” You realized that wasn’t a very helpful thing to say but it was too late.

“Why are you so nonchalant about this?!” He yelled, grabbing your shoulders and shaking you slightly. You were now both stopped on the sidewalk as he hyperventilated.

You sighed and scratched the back of your neck. “Touya…I never gave a shit about anyone in the damn place. I was never attached to them. Everyone there annoyed me. I wanted to be left alone, but the kids liked me so goddamn much that I was put in charge of them against my will when that freak was busy. They became attached to me while I felt absolutely nothing for them. They were never my family, no matter how hard that idea was pushed. I was given up by my parents because they were terrified of my quirk. I lost all sense of a family when I walked through those doors for the first time. I don’t care if they lived or died. I’m just glad that place is burnt to the ground and I’m out of there. So if anything, I should be thanking you.”

Touya was shocked at your lack of care. He started to notice how dull your eyes were, how tired you looked. Now he was the one that started to pity you.

He let go of your shoulders and rubbed the back of his neck. He sighed and turned to continue walking. You followed a pace behind him silently.

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Hours later, it was the next day. It was dark and cloudy even though it was around noon.

Touya had come to a stop in front of a rather large traditional looking estate. You stood beside him as he stared at the huge double doors that lead to the front yard.

“Jesus…no wonder you were so desperate to get home. If my home was as nice as this I’d have burned the place down myself years ago.” You joked.

“I told you…I’m a Todoroki.” He looked at you confused.

“Am I suppose to know what that means?” You lifted an eyebrow at him.

“My father is Endeavour? Number two hero in all of Japan?” He looked bewildered.

“Ah, right…not gonna lie…I thought you were lying about that.” You laughed.

He sighed, exasperated as he looked back at the doors and took a deep breath before swallowing.

He slowly pushed open one of the doors and walked through as you stood by and watched the boy you had been next to for the last three years.

He turned to you when he realized you were still stood outside the property.

“Are you coming?” He asked.

You flinched. “Do you…want me to?” You replied, confused. You thought this would be the end of the ride for you, you’d finally be alone after this.

He nodded. “I’m sure my parents will be able to help you. They would probably let you stay for as long as you want, or help you find a place to stay if you’d prefer that.”

You felt a blush ride to your cheeks. No one ever gave a shit about you like that. You didn’t know how to feel as you felt your heartbeat speed up.

You tsked and glared at the ground as you walked through. “Whatever.” You mumbled.

He smiled softly and closed the door behind you then made his way to the entrance of the house, you following behind him, hands shoved deep in your pockets.

He opened the door and let you in first.

“Mom? Dad? I’m home! I’m sorry for worrying you all but I’m back and I’m okay!” He called into the eerily quiet house. He stepped up from the genkan not bothering to put on any slippers that were near the door. You noticed that there was only two pairs at the front. You remembered him saying he had three siblings and both his parents lived with each other. But if only two people were out…why did no one answer?

You followed behind him as you looked around the spacious and very traditional house. You wished you lived in a house like this.

That’s when you both heard a childlike scream followed by an older male voice cursing and yelling commands.

Touya took off down the hall where the noises came from and you followed close behind. As you got closer you could smell smoke and wood burning and you could feel the intense heat.

He stopped at an open sliding door and stared in. You couldn’t see in from where you were standing, but you could see the flames covering the inside of that room.

Touya was stiff as he stood there, his hands clenched into tight fists. You could see tears falling down his face. Whatever he was seeing…it obviously effected him quite negatively. He silently took off down the hall as he wiped at his face with his sleeve and you stepped forward, the floor underneath your feet still warm from where he stood. You looked in and saw a young boy, probably around eight, hunched over on the floor. Perfectly split red and white hair covered his face. That must be Shoto. Touya told you about how much he resented him as a kid. The huge man standing over Shoto, holding a piece of wood must be Endeavour. Looking at him now…he doesn’t look like a hero.

You slowly went off in the direction Touya went, careful not to make too much noise. You came across an open door and looked in. There stood Touya in a nearly empty room. The most prominent thing in the room was a huge wooden shrine, intricately decorated, that he stood in front of, his hands held up in front of him in prayer. He stared blankly down at a picture frame sat in the middle of the shrine.

You debated walking in or leaving him in peace. You thought it safer to join him incase his dad left the room and saw you. You slowly and silently slid the door closed behind you and stood next to him. You looked at the picture he was staring at and noticed a younger white haired boy in a school outfit. That must’ve been him before the accident. You couldn’t help but think he looked a little cute.

You sighed and matched his pose. Bringing your hands up in front of your face in prayer. You didn’t know why, but it felt like the right thing to do.

You both left not long after that, climbing out a window in order to not be seen. You let him lead the way, going wherever he felt like.

It was an hour or so by the time you both came across an abandoned building. It looked like an office of some kind, it was also clearly the victim of a villain attack of some kind. You doubt normal robbers would attack an office and make this much mess.

Touya came to a stop in front of some fallen junk and sat down. He hunched over with his arms resting on his knees as he stared at the floor. You both stayed silent until you heard his stomach groan quite loudly. You chuckled breathily.

“I’ll go get some food. I saw a convenience store a block away. I’ll be back soon.” You spoke softly, not wanting to break the silence too harshly.

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When you got back you noticed he was laying down, an arm laid over his eyes.

“M’ back” you muttered, not sure if he was awake or not. You placed the two plastic bags full of food and drinks onto the nearby table. You noticed a laptop with a charger attached, the cable running off the table and onto the floor where it was plugged into an extension cord that was attached to the wall. He must’ve found it while you were out.

You heard shuffling and looked over at him as he slowly sat up. He was looking down but you could see the tear stains on his face and his bloodshot eyes. You didn’t comment on it.

He slowly shuffled over to you and looked through one of the bags. “How did you get this much stuff?” He asked.

“Stole an old ladies wallet and took the cash before she noticed.” You answered, pulling out a warm steamed sweet potato and handed it to him. You didn’t know what he liked but it was a popular choice so you guessed he wouldn’t mind. You also pulled out a water and handed it to him.

He took both items from you and went to sit down. He pushed down the paper wrapper and took a bite of the sweet potato.

“That’s pretty illegal ya know.” He said with his mouth full.

“So is burning down a school full of kids.” You retorted, a little annoyed due to being hungry. You pulled out a pork bun and bit into it.

He scoffed and you both sat in silence as you ate.

You finished the last of your bun and took a sip of your own water. You sighed. You felt bad for snapping at him, now realizing he was just teasing you.

“Touya-“ you started before being cut off.

“That’s not my name…not anymore.” He said dejectedly.

“Oh…” Now you know what he was really doing at his shrine. Touya is dead…now all that remains is the shell of a boy. “What…uh…What do you want to be called now then?” You moved over to him and sat down next to him.

“I don’t know.” He sighed, crumpling up the wrapper and chucking it across the room.

“Well…whenever you figure it out, lemme know. I wanna be the first one to call you that.” You placed a hand on his shoulder.

He looked at you and smiled softly, a light blush across his face.

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You woke up to the sound of typing and soft cursing.

You stretched your whole body, groaning at the feeling of your vertebrae snapping into place.

Your new friend looked over his shoulder at you. “Sorry.” He cringed. “I didn’t mean to wake you.” He looked back at the screen.

“Hmm…it’s fine. What time is it?” You yawned as you slowly stood up. Your body stiff from the pile of semi comfortable debris you piled together last night. You lifted your shirt and scratched your side.

“7:26am” he responded after glancing at the tiny clock in the corner of the screen.

You hummed as you walked over to the table and looked through the bags. There was a single small bag of chips left. You weren’t able to get much filling food yesterday and you both ate through everything else, him especially. You knew teenage boys ate like they were starving but damn was he hungry. Although you gave him some slack considering his body was forced to survive off the bare minimum to keep him alive for three fucking years.

You opened the chips and ate one anyway. You were regretting not buying toothbrushes and toothpaste but whatever.

“What are you doing?” You asked as you shoved another chip in your mouth. You tilted the bag towards him in a silent offer.

He took one and answered as he chewed. Normally you’d find that gross but you can’t be bothered to care right now. “Trying to connect to the internet but the connection is shit.”

“Trying to look at baby name sites to find your new name?” You teased.

He glared at you out of the corner of his eye, making you chuckle.

“How long have you been awake?” You ate a few more chips before leaving the rest for him.

“About an hour.” He mumbled as he tried connecting to the internet again.

“Alright, well, I’m gonna go get some more food. Hopeful something better than just snack food.” You said as you stretched your arms over your head.

“Uh…” He said as he looked up at you, his gaze going to your stomach that showed from your shirt riding up.

“Hm?” You fixed your shirt, not noticing he was staring.

“Your hair…” He trailed off looking at your hair all tussled from sleep. He thought it looked…cute.

You tsked and ran your fingers through your hair trying to fix it. “Better?”

He gave a thumbs up and looked back at the screen.

“Get cup noodles.” He said more like a demand.

“How the fuck are we going to eat noodles?” You questioned.

He lifted his hand and activated his quirk, small orange and red flames dancing on his palm, all with out looking up.

“Ah…right…” You forgot he could do that.

“Don’t steal money from an old lady again!” He called after you, teasingly.

You simply flipped him off as you left, not looking at him.

When you returned, more bags than last time with more than just food this time you saw him still looking at that damn laptop watching something.

You could hear the yelling and brutal sounds coming from the device. You set the bags down on the table.

“What are you watching?” You rounded the table to his side to look. There you could see videos of Endeavour fighting off villains, his flames taking up a majority of the screen.

“Oh…why are you watching that? I would assume he’s the last person you’d want to see right now.” You walked back over to the bags and shuffled through them.

“I’m studying his moves. He never saw what I could do, so I’m going to show him I’m better than his precious favourite. That I can be just as powerful as him.” He growled as he stood back and set his arm on fire.

“Ah. Well you can do that later. Eat first.” You muttered. You pulled out two cup noodles like he requested. You had more for later too.

“Steal more money from an old lady?” He smirked as he grabbed one of the cups.

“No.” You mocked. “…it was a salary man.” You smirked. That got him to let out a loud laugh and shake his head.

You opened your cup noodle and dumped the powder packet in then grabbed one of the water bottles you bought and opened it, pouring some water up to the fill line then handed the bottle to the white haired boy to do the same.

He grabbed yours first and held it with both hands wrapped around it. “Sure you won’t burn the whole thing?” You teased.

“Shut up. I’ve done this before.” He hissed as he concentrated on getting the temperature right. You watched in awe as steam started to steadily rise from the cup.

He put yours down and you placed your wooden disposable chopsticks down on the lid to keep the steam in.

“It’s not boiling but it’s hot enough. You just have to wait a little longer.” He explained as he did the same to his cup.

“Fine by me. I’m just glad to have a hot meal.”

When you both finished your noodles you both had some broth left over. Which made you ask him, “Do you think you can cook eggs with your quirk?”

“What?” He looked at you, puzzled. “I mean…I dunno…I never really tried but…probably. Why?”

You stood up and walked back over to the table and fished around in one of the bags and pulled out a small container of two eggs and walked back over to him and sat back down.

“There’s this hack I learned where you can make a sort of egg soufflé with the remaining broth from cup noodles so you don’t have to dump it out.” You explained as you took an egg out and cracked it into your cup. “You’re supposed to microwave it but we obviously don’t have that option right now.” You whisked the egg up into the broth with your chopsticks.

You traded your cup for his and watched as he repeated the same thing he did to cook the noodles. You could both see the egg starting to cook along the sides and you both exclaimed in joy.

“This way we can get more protein.” You cracked and whisked the remaining egg into his cup.

It took longer but he managed to cook the egg enough to your liking so you switched back and he started on his cup. You had to let yours sit for a while to cool down so you both made small talk.

When you were both finally finished eating, your friend wanted to practice his quirk so you sat near by and watched.

He punched his fist out and orange flames burst around his hand and up his arm. He lift his hand and you watched as the golden flames changed into beautiful blue waves of heat.

“Woah…” you gasped. It made him smirk.

“Cool, huh?” He gloated cockily.

“I’ve never seen anyone have blue flames before. Does it hurt?” You questioned.

“Not as much as before. That guy said my sense of pain has been nullified and I can definitely tell.” He responded as he looked at his arm.

You scoffed at the mention of that asshole.

He turned off his quirk and looked at you. “Who was he by the way? Why did he only speak through a computer?”

“Fuck if I know. He was always communicating through that thing. Never bothered to show up even though he owned and created the damn place.” You seethed. “He was called the House Master. You couldn’t call him anything else, I swear it had to be some kind of ego boost or fetish.”

“He never showed his face?” He asked.

“No. Not while I was there…but I did get a glimpse of him once when he approached my parents about boarding me there.” You picked at your nails.

“You said that it was a place for kids with powerful quirks…what is your quirk? It must be insane if you were asked to be one of the first students.” He realized he never actually asked what your quirk is before.

You stood up and walked towards him and stood a few feet away. You gestured for him to activate his quirk.

He lifted his arm as orange flames burst through once again. You lifted your hand towards his flames and soon they reached towards your hand away from him. You moved your hand around and made the flames dance around in the air. You brought your hand behind you and the flames followed, jumping to your other hand behind your back and following in front, bringing them in front of your face and letting it sizzle out leaving little sparks, revealing his shocked face.

“Woah.” He was in awe.

“It’s called Elemental Manipulation. I can manipulate and maneuver any element I want. There are limitations though. I can use it on any element found on the periodic table, meaning it’s basically unstoppable considering everything in the universe is made up of something. However, I can’t use it on living being like plants, animals or people, and I can only manipulate something if I understand it’s elemental makeup. Water for example is two hydrogen and an oxygen. So I can pull hydrogen and oxygen from the air and combine them to make water, but it takes a lot of energy and time. Fire is a little trickier though since it’s primarily oxygen. I actually can’t create the elements myself, meaning I can’t produce fire like you, cause while oxygen helps fire spread, you still need a heat source and fuel to really start it. It’s easier for me to just move already existing elements than create it. But you can see how dangerous it can be if worked on enough.” You explained.

“Wow…that’s…really awesome.”

You shrugged.

You spent the next few hours watching him train, giving him suggestions every once in a while and making him take breaks if he looked like he was over exerting himself.

The day went by quickly and soon you both found yourself laying next to each other in silence, sometimes chatting about something the other thought of, but you were both content just laying there.

“I think I found a good name.” He broke the silence.

“Oh yeah?” You answered. You were laid on your back, hands folded together and your eyes closed.

“What about Dabi?” He asked, slightly looking for your approval.

You opened your eyes and stared at the dilapidated ceiling. “Dabi…” you tried it out. You smiled and looked over at him. “I like it. Sounds cool and mysterious.”

He smiled back at you.

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For the following years you stayed by his side. You both met Giran and he took you both in for a while. You helped staple his peeling skin and scolded him every time you noticed his scars spreading. You helped dye his hair black. You even helped give him his nose piercings, and you were there when he joined the League of Villains, consequently, joining yourself.

You grew yourself, too. You got better at using your quirk, still not to its full potential, but much easier to handle than when you were younger. You helped fight for Shigaraki’s cause, although you would always keep your entire loyalty to Dabi.

You both found comfort in each other, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. That’s why you agreed to help him when he asked you for a specific favour.

“You ready?” You asked as you stood over the shirtless man, sat on the couch. You softly cupped his face and caressed his cheeks with your thumb.

“I’ve been waiting for this for years. Of course I’m ready.” He grabbed your hand and brushed his lips on the back of it as he made eye contact with you. His eyes still as blue as the day you first saw them.

You smiled and went over to the video camera that was pointed towards him. He sat hunched over, his elbows on his knees, fingers pressed together in front of his face.

“Go.” You whispered.

“Sorry to interrupt.” He looked into the camera through his fingers.

“My name…is Touya Todoroki.”

[serxinns]

Hello! How are you? :3

So I have two yandere bnha requests ideas you can pick from ^^

The first is yandere platonic bnha with dabi’s twin sister reader who after dabi/touya disappeared left and lived with a couple of relatives and doesn’t talk to endeavor and when she got older she had a daughter who the reader wanted to live a normal life and didn’t want her to get involved with Hero’s or villains but one day while the reader and her daughter were at the park, they ran into todoroki or Dabi how would they react? (So the reader is protective of her daughter)

Or

Yandere platonic tododeku dads who has a daughter who acts like Mabel pines from gravity falls and wears a lot of sweaters

Mabel!Reader who had gems all over her face: look i successful bedazzle my face! *Blinks* ow

One tododeku dads coming right up! Sorry for the wait! I really hope you enjoy!

A/n: Yandere parents with child reader trips have my heart they can be so wholesome and scary at times 〵(^ o ^)〴

You were a strange child for sure ever since birth. You were an outgoing wild child, and your fathers adored it! But you sometimes give them white hair from all the chaoticness you do...

Like the time you went shopping with your daddy (shoto), you spotted a cool-looking grappling hook. Your eyes shined in desire, you were now determined to have this item in your collection of toys. "Daddy, Can I please have that grappling hook? Please, please, please!" Shoto spotted the hook. He wanted to make his little one happy, but he promised his husband Izuku not to overdo it again and stop giving you gifts whenever you asked for them, Shoto couldn't even argue with that he had a bad habit of spoiling you even the paparazzi knew, they once saw him carry bags full of sweaters cause you wanted all of them looking lively and happy but this time it was an instant no from him. "Sweetie, you already have a lot of toys in your room you dont need a grappling hook"

You then began to frown, cheeks puffing up and your eyes swelled up in tears, shoto began to panic he hated seeing you cry especially if it was because of him, guilt was overcoming him one little item wouldn't hurt he thought plus he could try and convince his husband somehow right "alright fine what color" "F/C!" You skipped out of the shop, the employee waving farewell to the both of you while you happily aimed at your grappling hook making "pew pew" sounds

Izuku was busy cleaning the dishes, swaying his hips, and listening to a song he loved. That's when he heard the door click, "We're home!" Shoto, his beloved husband, called out. Izuku dried his hands off and went to happily greet his two favorite people. "Hi, y/n sweetie, and hi, dear!" He kissed you on the cheek and sent a kiss on the lips. "Dad, Dad, look what Papa gave me!" You said, waving at the grappling hook like crazy. The greenette then glared at Shoto. "That's nice, dear," he said with gritted teeth, still shooting a glare at him. "Why don't you go in your room and play with it while I have a little chat with your father?" You nodded going upstairs to try out the new toy leaving your two dad's alone

"a grappling hook?!" Izuku said sternly, "They were giving me the puppy eyes I couldn't resist!" Shoto protested. Izuku sighed, putting his fingers on the bridge of his nose. "I swear I don't know what to do with both of you sometimes," Izuku stated. "I just wanna protect the both of you, and you gave them a dangerous tool!?" Izuku glared once again as Shoto sheepishly laughed, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry dear, it won't happen again, promise." Izuku switched up his disappointed expression to a brighter one and kissed Shoto on the cheek. "Good! If not you'll be sleeping on the couch for a few days.." he said in a serious tone as Shoto gulped

"You so serious all the time..." Shoto whined but also liked this side of him. "You know, since y/n I busy, we can~" he was then cut off by a crazed that came from upstairs. "BULLEYE!" Shoto and Izuku stopped what they were doing and went up the stairs to see if you were hurt but to only see a bunch of broken and fallen stuff that was victim to the grappling hook and you holding it with a sheepish smile on your face "...whoops" izuku can only stare at shoto saying "we're putting strict rules with the grappling hook" causing both you and shoto to groaned

...

One day at school, you decided to bring your grappling hook to school for show and tell. Today, you even wore your best sweater for this day with your favorite hairpin! When you arrived, you saw Misaki, the mean bully in your class, snickering and smirking at the other table while you went to yours, far away from them, with your closest friend. "Hey, Midoriya san!" Misaki said in a mocking tone.

You signed and looked over to Misaki. She had a devious look on her face. "What did you bring for the show in telling another scrapbook?" The two girls started laughing as you glared at them. "I brought something better than our pathetic beauty pageant trophy!" Your friends started laughing while Misaki glared deadly at you but you didn't care you were gonna show her

"Alright class time for show and tell!" Your teacher said she then called each of the students up here, each of them showing all different types of items from their homes or from what they made even your best friend Kirmi (Akatsuki and Ejirou's daughter) showed off his mini version of his dad's costume copying each of his hero phrases you clapped for her as she gave you a high five and it was now your turn "y/n why don't you come up here and show us what you have!" The teacher announced everyone then eyes were on you especially Misaki ready to humiliate you with her snotty friends alongside her

You grabbed your bag and made your way in. "I'm y/n, and in my show and tell is.." you then pulled out your.. grappling hook! Everyone in the room started gasping and marveling at the item, while Misaki's anger fueled seeing the classmates paying attention to you more rather than her 18th trophy "Oh please!" Misaki scoffed Cleary, unimpressed by the whole thing. "I bet you don't know how to use it!" You glared at her "I bet I can!" You then aimed your grappling hook at the yellow paint and shot towards the painting area reeling it back but it reeled too fast making it fly and land on Misaki's head paint completely covering her hair, the class then started laughing as Misaki started crying loudly running out the door to the bathroom followed by her goons while the teacher tried settling everything down

Time skip

It was the end of the day. You ran up to your papa's with a big hug. "Hey sweetie, how's school?" Izuku said. "It was amazing today. We had a show and tell, and I showed them my grappling hook and-" "You brought your grappling hook to school!?" Izuku stated, showing a bit of worry and upset. "y/n, We told you that you shouldn't bring the" "YOU THERE!" Shoto was cut off by an angry black hair woman in a blue dress with green heels dragging Misaki over. "THAT BRAT MADE A FOOL OUT, MY DAUGHTER," she said as she pulled Misaki behind her izuku and shoto were pissed how dare a flith like her called you a angel a brat?

"She started it!" You rolled down your window to defend yourself "I WASNT ASKING YOU BRAT"

"OK lady listen here you don't get to call my kid a Brat ever" Shoto was showing a murderous glare in his eyes while Izuku got in the car with you comforting you she and Shoto were at it until the principal came and broke them up the drive home was silent for a whole "sweetie we told you couldn't bring that," your papa said as tears began to swell your eyes "b-but I didn't mean to promise I didn't mean to throw paint on her I was tryna prove I'm cool" you sniffed as your papa helped wipe the tears off

"But you're already cool. You don't need those kids to prove you're cool; you're the coolest little angel ever!" Shoto softly said, smiling, "Does the coolest kid want to go for ice cream!" You smiled brightly hearing your favorite dessert you were jumping and dancing around in your car seat singing ice cream songs

Their number one priority was you and you only they won't ever let anyone hurt you in that way again maybe they'll be considered convincing the school to expel that bully of yours or better blackmail the mother but that was for another time they're gonna spoil you like it's no tomorrow you were their angel of course!

[summercreolefanfictioner]

the scent wafts in, her name making him beg on his knees BONUS CHAP 1

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

summary: she was on a date, yet another man captivated her heart with his beautiful blue gaze (fem!oc-centric)

(in which Sonohara airs her side of story.)

themes: mentions of cheating, sex, alcohol, cigarettes etc YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

notes: forgive me for errors; I just had to post due to my excitement lol sonohara's pov gives so much insights on how the two of them started and I like romance bcos I am just a girl 💅

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She didn't know what she did to be stared upon by the most beautiful pair of blue eyes—cold, intense, piercing her like blades halted in time and she was too slow to get away from them. She was sitting alone in the middle of the bar, her boyfriend doing the same shitty lame of an excuse about his stomachache and going to the toilet when she knew he was doing someone out there, probably screwing with a random woman until her senses go wild and hazy and she knows this woman wouldn't be able to walk back to the bar and he'd be feeling refreshed with that smug face like an accomplishment; like another earned medal in his collection of awards.

It was one thing to accuse one's boyfriend of cheating; it was another thing to know it was true.

High school was her supposed spring of bloom, a newfound romance with her boyfriend bore fruit and it had been bliss. Had... had it been for him to change his mind afterwards. It was like the songs. Young love doesn't last forever, everyone's always out to chase the thrill—just like him. They exchanged a lot of promises before, about being each other's "only" and "forever," but he quickly forgot about those the moment they went separate ways during college. They met new people in their perspective universities, and while she still had her heart in his hands, it only took him a while before he started becoming so secretive, so easily annoyed when she voices out her opinions, and so distracted and uninterested when she tells him about her day. She tried confronting him, but he would immediately shot down her accusations, that it was all in her head; that she was making up things to fight about.

She wanted to lie, to stay because he comes around and makes her hope that he had changed and he finally realized she was the one he truly needed. Life was not a story of boy changes himself because of a girl. Life was boy decides to break the girl's heart because he knew he can. This was her painful reality.

"I want to break up with him... He... I saw him cheating on me... many times already."

"What are you talking about? Think about your future for once! He's from a well-off family, and he earns so much as an architect. Be grateful he's still coming back to you. Those women are just flings. Sex and love are two different things!"

Those were the things her mom said, all because she doesn't see anything redeeming about her (not that she cared, honestly; she never had the thought of earning anyone's approval anyway). Realizing this twisted routine became her new normal, she feared breaking up. She feared bringing the topic to light because she got used to him being around despite not caring anymore if he went out on a few dates with someone else while he's at work elsewhere or having sex with a random stranger he met. She lost it in her to care, to savor the true love she wanted.

It wasn't love. The love has already faded. It was just her scared of a life without this normal chaos.

Until this one man with the pair of beautiful blue eyes, unruly dark hair, mysterious boyish charm, and dangerous vibes sat in front of her; on the same seat her boyfriend should've been if he wasn't so busy doing something (rather someone) else. He was quite rugged, punk rock style encasing his charm, and with the heavy scent of whiskey and mint lingering around him. She wanted to squint her nose so bad at the smell, but that would be a bit rude, though. Nonetheless, he was boyishly handsome in her book, an enigma of a man whose features did not coincide with the traditional "handsome Japanese guy."

I bet he looks more handsome with a lighter hair color.

"You don't fit in here," he said coldly, his nonchalant tone evident as how he stared at her like he was staring straight through her soul; like he was judging her entirety with every fiber of his being.

Honestly, she couldn't argue wtih him, especially when it was true. She didn't fit in here; she didn't want to be here in the first place, if not for her boyfriend who insisted she should try going to a bar to celebrate her promotion at work. And much to her surprise, this man in front of her was a lot nicer than he looks—even gave her his leather jacket, making all the burnt scars across his body visible. Some girls around her even gawk at the sight of his perfectly toned muscles because my oh my, he was ripped. RIPPED TO THE CORE. She was sure she had only seen men like these in the movies, but for this man to talk to someone like her, it was like a dream.

This is just a silly crush, okay? No big deal. Stop acting like a schoolgirl.

Afterwards, he told her to come with him and his friends outside where they could watch a romance movie and have a smoke. Well, a weaker part of her wanted to, like she was so willing for this man to just take her somewhere far away from here and never return to her morbid reality; the rational part of her warned her not to be rude, that she still has her date out there. So, she declines, a lump in her chest with the way she lied about her boyfriend's whereabouts. That he was having a stomachache or something. How foolish a girl can be.

"Are you sure you want to go by that answer?"

Of course, she was not. So when he grabbed his keys and held her hand, she already that this guy, whatever his name was, already had her heart in his hands. This was cruel; this was thrilling; this was making her happy and guilty for it. Attraction and temptation were two devils conniving to begin her downfall as she took in the way his warm and rough hand was so gentle as he guided her to his car. Even the stares he gave her when she and Himiko were watching the movie was too much for her heart, scolding herself mentally for not being able to control her emotions. At the same time, she would reason out, It's all his and his beautiful, mysterious eyes' fault that I am this way. He should stop being beautiful, at least.

When he left them to take a hit of his cigarette, they watched the movie quietly. It was a comfortable silence until Himiko affirmed the emotions burning in her.

"You like Dabi," the blonde stated with a sneaky smile, the same Cheshire cat thingy that she quite loathed at the moment.

"Da—who?"

Himiko rolled her eyes. "Dabi! The guy with the dark hair. You like him. You keep on ogling him, Sahara-chan!"

It was out in the open, and all she could do was blush in embarrassment. Well, there's no harm telling about Himiko everything, right? She's never had a friend aside from her older sister, so might as well have someone who'll listen to her pour out her real feelings.

"About earlier, I also like romance, Toga-chan," she started, seeing how Himiko was invested in whatever she wanted to say. "I just think romance does not suit me. I have a crush on..." she momentarily forgot the man's name, "him... but, you see, my boyfriend... even if I don't love him anymore, I don't know how to leave him."

"Shouldn't it be easy, though? You just tell him you're done with him and his bullshit," Himiko argued, shocking her with her vulgar words. "I don't know about the real details, but I heard him and Jin talk earlier and they said that jackass was having sex with one of the cocktail servers."

Right. Of course, he would. He had always done that before; have sex with someone while on a date with her.

"I am scared of the future. I am scared of the next step. He had been a constant even if I don't want him around. My life has stability as long as he is around."

Because once I break off things, my mom would never hear the end of it. People will talk. His parents will beg me to take him back no matter what. My father will do nothing about it like he always does. And that guy... he would take control of things to make himself look good. He does that everytime. I never win. I will always be in the wrong, after all.

"But... don't you want to be happy?" Himiko suggested. "I bet Dabi will make you happy."

"Huh?"

And before they could talk about it more, the guys have returned inside the car, and they all proceeded to watch the movie again. The more she watched the movie, the more she could relate to both the female characters. The feeling of wanting freedom was so liberating, and the feeling of wanting to be right was not in her favor. She sighed, and when she accidentally looked at the rear mirror, the man was staring at her.

She quickly looked away. Why is he staring? Has he been watching me?

And when he insisted to drive her home, she knew she had to mention that damn guy forcibly even though he was already out of the picture. She just had to, because this was all wrong. She should be catching feelings once she's single, and yet she still has no idea when that will happen. But nonetheless, being alone with this man who calls himself Dabi was so, so, so, soooo wrong. WRONG. WRONG. WRONG!

They had an argument at first, with him suddenly pulling her out of his car and sneering at her as he trapped her against a nearby wall. She was supposed to be scared, to be frightened at the proximity of him leaning close to her ear as the smell of cigarettes kept suffocating her. But she held herself, maintained her composure, and did not cry or blush.

"I can walk from here. Thank you again, Dabi-kun. Please send my regards to Twice-san and Toga-chan."

But "Dabi" did not let her go, still drove her home and even walked her to her door. That guy has never done that to her, but this man did. It was new. It was a fresh breath of air. It was a miracle to know yhat there were still men like him out there. And as she went inside, she held his jacket close to her body, imagining herself being trapped against that wall. She should've returned the jacket and go back to her sad reality without this Dabi or whoever he said he was (because she couldn't believe he was born with a name that means cremation.) But no; she wanted a piece of her own delusion.

She will take a dip, hoping she won't get burned later on.

next chapter

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[pikahlua]

Look, I don’t wanna get everyone’s hopes up, but I might have to get everyone’s hopes up

My initial thoughts on chapter 395 were to be enveloped in the tragedy of this ending. I could already tell some of the criticisms that would come at it, but I was also interested in thoroughly considering the chapter as fairly as possible. Whether or not it involves stale tropes, such tropes still have the potential to bring meaning and emotion--and to be honest, MHA has been pretty good at that since the get-go. The manga is pretty much defined by refreshing and playing with stale shounen tropes. I am willing to give this chapter as-is a chance. I comforted friends who were hit hard by the chapter. I allowed myself to feel the sorrow ushered in by Himiko Toga’s chosen end.

But then I started translating the chapter, and my melancholy didn’t last fucking long.

Because...I’m gonna be real with you, there are a LOT of questions this chapter raises, but only if you’re paying attention.

So like.

Look.

I don’t wanna get your hopes up.

Himiko Toga may really be dead.

I don’t actually know how this will all play out.

But...

LET ME TELL YOU WHY THIS IS SUS AS HELL

1. Hello???

Why is the All Might doll coming into play here, now?

And uh, where did it go????

I don’t see it anywhere! Is it...still in the same hand Himiko was holding it with?

Is THAT why we’re zooming in here on the final panel?

“Why does it matter?” you may ask. “Isn’t it just a symbol of the connection between these two girls once Himiko found where Ochako was hiding it and teased her about it? Isn’t this perhaps just Himiko’s way of comforting Ochako?”

“Hm, yes, interesting,” I would reply. “But DON’T YOU WHO THE FUCK I AM?”

This is the second time All Might merchandise is appearing in a supposed death scene! Is it mere coincidence? I THINK NOT.

I mean, we haven’t had a SINGLE update on Katsuki for a year now. (UNLESS WE JUST GOT ONE?) Could it be Horikoshi was holding off on any Katsuki updates to avoid spoiling something else that needed to happen first? Specifically Ochako vs Toga?

Because if there’s ANYTHING fishy going on with that card and that doll (and boy do I smell fish), Katsuki’s storyline would not be able to progress until AFTER the doll also came into play. AND NOW IT HAS.

2. Of course my first thought was Katsuki Bakugou, don’t tell me you’re actually surprised...

There are a LOT of weird parallels between Ochako and Himiko’s fight and...whatever the hell is going on with Izuku and Katsuki just in general. But I mean, just look at Katsuki. Compare that wound to Ochako’s. Compare Ochako’s imminent death to Katsuki.

And...compare Himiko Toga to Katsuki Bakugou however many ways you like.

But most importantly...compare Himiko Toga to Izuku Midoriya.

Because Ochako was on the verge of death, and Himiko Toga sacrifices herself to save Ochako. Yeah, you can compare that to Katsuki in chapter 362. But like, Katsuki is the one on the verge of death now, right? That would make him parallel to Ochako (especially since they’re the ones with the All Might merch). That would mean Izuku could do something similar to save Katsuki.

And please, please note how Himiko performed this rescue. She became Ochako. She became compatible with Ochako, started pumping Ochako’s same blood through her own veins, hooked them up so not only was Himiko supporting Ochako’s life, THEY WERE CONNECTED AS ONE PERSON.

Are YOU getting Heroes Rising vibes? Because I’m definitely getting Heroes Rising vibes.

3. Remember, Horikoshi said this ending would be better than Heroes Rising.

Izuku and Katsuki shared OFA in the ending of Heroes Rising.

Let us not forget the ever-present nomenclature of One For All and All For One.

What could be better than a team-up of two people?

Maybe...a merging of everyone?

4. Everyone is down

Himiko and Ochako and Katsuki aren’t the only ones down. Basically EVERYONE is.

Shouto, Endeavor, Touya, Hawks, Tokoyami, Spinner, most everyone at the UA battlefield, most everyone at the Gunga battlefield, basically most everyone who isn’t AFO, All Might, Izuku, and Tomura (and maybe a few UA kids).

Actually, speaking of UA kids, why haven’t we seen Aoyama and Sero and the others yet? Could it be that Horikoshi just wanted to showcase the most important part of their fights, aka the ending?

The ending where they all fall over and pass out or die too?

Why is everyone fucking dead?

Because something big is going to happen to them all after they pass out???

I mean, maybe???

Even if that’s the case, I have no idea how many people will actually be part of this union or revival or whatever the fuck happens. I just...I do notice that heroes and villains both are dropping like flies.

WHAT IS THIS LEADING TO?

5. The story of how we all became the greatest heroes

So once upon a time I wrote a tiny meta about the infamous line from the first chapter, “This is the story of how I became the greatest hero.”

Basically, it occurred to me that it’s very strange for the narrator to “spoil the ending” of the story in the first chapter. Where’s the dramatic tension? Why even do that?

Well, the obvious answer is: it wasn’t a spoiler. Perhaps it meant something else than what it seemed at first glance.

I realized “hero” in Japanese could be both singular and plural. Thus, I conceived that the true message was: “This is the story of how I became ONE OF the greatest heroes.“

Chapter 324 basically confirmed that theory.

But...what if it’s still wrong?

What if there’s ANOTHER hidden message in the line?

What if it’s something like: “This is the story of how I became a part of the greatest hero.” Singular. Purposefully.

What if EVERYONE becomes the greatest HERO literally. What if...everyone merges to create...All Might?

And then I saw all the vestiges rebelling inside AFO and thought:

Oh god this actually seems plausible now.

So here’s the good news for Himiko...

There was, in fact, a chapter titled “The Story of How We All Became Heroes, Part Minus 1.”

Maybe everyone becomes heroes together. Maybe they all literally become one hero together. Either way, Himiko was highlighted in a chapter with a title that specifically implied she would be part of whatever the fuck happens.

Sure, this chapter COULD BE Himiko’s heroic moment. But...I don’t know man. We got SO MANY CHAPTERS with this title. It’s SCREAMING some sort of plot twist is on the way...!

6. Ochako is ALSO supposed to be part of this “greatest hero” business too!

Finally, can we just...remember how Ochako was inspired to save people? She held Sir Nighteye in her arms as he died, and that’s when she knew she wanted to save people.

Himiko dying here on Ochako’s watch...idk mannnnn, has Ochako really proven that she’s achieved her goal yet? Can she really be part of the greatest heroes like this?

[arceus-insanity]

This is a long rant so you can totally delete if you’re not interested, though I don’t know who else to talk to about this so I hope you don’t mind me getting something off my chest: I feel really bad for todoroki.

He tried the hardest to save his villain (making a plan to stop Dabi by creating a new move, continually tried to get Endeavor to cooperate with him to meet Dabi, letting Dabi take his anger out at him, and racing meet him not once but twice, saving him from killing himself even when he was the most suicidal out of the villain trio), hell, he was the most empathetic to his villain without ever needing to see the child self because he thought they would have been the same if Todoroki didn’t get the support from his friends. Too bad Touya was so hell bent on his suicide mission with Endeavor that Todoroki couldn’t get through him the first time.

Which leads to the ending of Touya dying in a machine and the brothers still having glass stuck between them. Endeavor may have took over the ending, but Todoroki was the only one who connected to Touya by asking him about his favorite food instead of talking over him. Even then, Endeavor gets to seem cool with “I’ll handle the consequences” and Natsuo complimenting him despite him running away until he couldn’t and almost did a murder-suicide with Touya. Hell, Endeavor literally never faced any consequences in the end as the next time we see him with his psuedo-family (on another note, it feels like salt in the wound Hawks got to live out his happy family dreams while Also not getting any consequences for killing Twice as a hero). Rei sticks by him for some goddamn reason and the last thing Fuyumi talks about is losing her job because of Endeavor’s actions. Before then, the only consequences Endeavor faced was for him failing as a hero and civilians getting mad at that. Everytime someone brings up the abuse, it always brushing it aside besides Iida/Kirishima commenting on it. Sero’s “no one needs that tragic crap” doesn’t really help either since it was more about his own motivations than helping Todoroki dialogue wise. We don’t even get to see All Might’s reaction who was told in the beginning Todoroki was only born to defeat him (Endeavor actually used pronouns calling Todoroki an object in the original Japanese in this convo). We don’t get to see anyone who knows Eri (outside of Midoriya) give the same sympathy to Todoroki because now they know he went through a similar experience a decade of his life (but even then Midoriya praises Endeavor once when fighting Dabi so :/).

Barely anyone in the family comforted him on screen and it truly feels like his family fell apart despite doing his best learning about them in under a year. Todoroki doesn’t get to have that bowl of udon OR soba with Touya now.

The narrative kinda also barred him from the origin trio thing in the end, and he didn’t even get to talk to/cry about Touya to Uraraka and Midoriya (even though I personally feel like both their stories kind of fell apart because of that talk) (also he has the most complicated/interesting relationship with both All Might and his villain/brother but whateve). Todoroki is still haunted by Endeavor’s name a decade later (even if it’s a smaller shadow) and EVEN THEN Endeavor is still looked at as one of the greatest heroes. Endeavor almost killed Touya and the family for not acting sooner and he gets labeled as great. Endeavor gets to have replacement children while everyone else don’t get the justice they deserved.

He doesn’t even get his rising title in the anime!! They took it away from him!! The anime wants you to think all of the Todoroki family saved Touya, but Todoroki did 90% of the work!!

This might seem odd change in topic, but Tenko/Shigaraki has a lot of parallels to Todoroki, and I guess their abusive guardians taking over their plots and leaving behind tragedy can be added to that list.

I’m so mad Endeavor got to live… Though it seems like anyone didn’t get any justice about their abusers besides Eri.

I’m not the biggest Shoto fan, but I’ll do my best to focus on him for this

You know, I’d say there are three levels to why I hate Endeavor so much.

He is a shit guy. He’s an abuser, who’s entire reason is oh he didn’t get first place in a popularity contest, and couldn’t be bothered to try and be decent to the public.

The narrative refuses to acknowledge it. His actions once All Might is forced to retire are all massively downplayed mixed with excuses, and he gets an undeserved angst fest every time he faces even the possibility of consequences.

Every other character and the plot has to be sacrificed to prop him up.

And even after Endeavor’s ‘redemption’ and cryfest at the hospital, the whole fucking family puts Shoto at the center of everything. As if that hasn’t been one of the main reasons everyone in the family (except Endeavor who gets nothing but benefits from this) is struggling. If either Endeavor was dead, or Shoto was allowed to hate Endeavor, things wouldn't have turned out so badly.

I saw a fic a while ago and the premise was that the rest of the Todoroki family was with Touya and Shoto was left all alone. And even just reading the fic’s description I’m thinking what are they talking about they weren’t there for Touya, they were there for Endeavor!

Shoto is the only one who talks to Dabi, everyone else is at mass talking at him, in both the battle and epilogue. The battle the rest of the family is just victim-blaming/ scapegoating Dabi blindly, not questioning anything. Natsuo, Fuyumi and Rei don’t say a single word to Dabi after, no they’re talking to Endeavor, they only get a few minutes to see Dabi, possibly forever considering the prison system, and they spend it on the Manbaby. Shoto only manages to ask one question at the end, while they're being forced out, which Dabi demonstrates that he aware and was willing to talk to the best of his abilities, the family just couldn’t be bothered.

I’m disgusted by 1A, UA, the other pros, etc, ’s response(s) to the reveal, no one ever asks if Shoto is okay, or his feelings are. They all just assume, and earlier in the series we see Midori-enabler-ya tell him that he’s forgiving Endeavor, and that shows he’s moving on. Forgiveness isn’t needed to move on, and I believe can very much get in the way of it. And that’s the closest we get to anyone actually caring about Shoto’s or any of the other victims feelings that weren’t the villains.

I wish I could say I was surprised by Rei (or Fuyumi) but I’m not. Rei basically tells Natsuo and Fuyumi they have to forgive him because he sent her a flower. Besides the disturbing parallels from "Harlequinade" Batman: The Animated Series except this one sees it as a good thing. This moment and the continuing progression/ reveal of her character, never made me think highly of her. She reads as someone who is massively codependent and an enabler, regardless of the reason for that, that is the result

Natsuo I was disappointed by, he was the only one who didn’t see the bare minimum of effort from Endeavor as reason to forgive/ forget everything he’s done. Yet in the final showdown he directly blames Dabi for being difficult.

And about Eri, I firmly believe that she was only helped at all because Overhaul was a villain outside of abusing/torturing her. If he was an ‘innocent’ civilian, hero, or part of the commission, they would have given(read forced) her back without hesitation or a second thought, they basically did that anyway when she was first introduced. Here’s a link on what I mean https://www.tumblr.com/thr0wnawayy/764328039502987264/whats-your-opinion-about-eri-i-mean-shes-cute?source=share And a whole lot of @thr0wnawayy ‘s first reblog could be taken and applied to Shoto

[imagination-mess]

The Former Reject Demon (Demon!Touya) (6/6)

This is an alternative universe where demons can be familiar to witches or wizards to assist and, most of all, as protectors. Witches and wizards can create pacts with demons.

Word Count: 1.1+ (6/6)

A/N: Tumblr has a limit on how much you can put in singular post. I was forced to put it into six different posts. If you wish to see a singular post about it, here is the link to Ao3. This part has some lore to the AU.

Precious Part (5/6)

He was immediately taken to the hospital to get an examination to check on his health and body. You barely left his side, only left when he was being accompanied by people you trusted, such as your family's demon familiars. The hospital staff keep coming in and checking his vitals. You met a few demon researchers introducing themselves to you before asking permission if they got a sample of blood. You only accepted because you didn't even know what was happening with him. No one did. He is a mystery within the medical field and the demon world. You are aware that he is making history for being a former reject demon to a normal demon.

It is heard of demons coming back from the dead, but Touya's case was different. He came back from the dead, but no longer had the markings on his body or the curse on his wings that would mark him as a reject demon. It was as if he had broken the curse that was once placed on him. The new pair of horns on his head were larger and healthier than his usual ones.

His wings, which had been previously ripped off, were slowly regrowing from his back. These new wings looked healthy, resembling those of a young demon.

With every examination and blood work that they have done, he keeps coming out to be as healthy as a demon can be. The only thing they found different compared to his previous doctor's visit within the bloodwork was that he should be able to manipulate ice.

Touya's hair changed a bit, it was still white with random spots of red. He has a few scars that look to be claw marks from previous fights. There isn't a single burn scar on his body. If they hadn't done a DNA test, they would have thought he was a completely different demon. 

It took a few weeks for Touya to wake up from his deep slumber. The theory behind him taking so long to wake up was because he came back from his ashes. It takes a lot of energy and power. 

Touya was startled when he woke up to see a completely different person in the reflection of the mirror. It took a while for Touya to stop staring at his reflection and flexing his wings behind his back, which looked nothing like his previous ones that were previously ripped off of him. Shivers run down his spine at the memory of the excruciating pain and throbbing on his back. 

He needed to go through a medical examination one last time to ensure everything was working as it was supposed to and there was no pain. It annoyed him, but he did it anyway. He just wanted to go home. It didn't take long for the doctors to come back to let him know that he was a healthy demon, no longer being considered a reject demon. There were no visual marks of the reject demon markings on his body which made Touya not know how to feel about this information. 

"Take better care of your body, this time around, boy." The elderly witch tells him and is giving him a lecture on how to do so. 

He was sent home, and he did struggle to adjust to his new body, which took a considerable amount of time, especially since he could now feel pain. A sensation he didn't mind. However, it took even longer for him to relearn how to use his wings once they grew in completely to support his weight, having lost the use of his wings since the age of 13. He felt like a baby bird learning how to use his wings. 

Due to the discovery that he should be able to do ice manipulation, he was forced to take private sessions to ensure he didn't have a freak accident. It was much harder to get a hold of it, because he kept summoning fire when he wanted ice. He got frustrated and irritated about it. 

After a year from the incident, he was requested to do another examination that measures his power, which had never been done before. His rank has changed from Class F to Class S since he is no longer branded as a reject demon. He can actually get a classification of his power. He had to get a new government ID because of the change in appearance and ranking.

With his new body, he was quite aware of being attractive when he was walking behind you throughout the campus, but he never expected it to be this much. He wasn't used to getting this much attention at this rate. The compliments and wolf whistles. It got old pretty fast. 

He growled at the witches, who were eying him and touching him as if he were a piece of meat. He was being intimating on purpose and cursing demons too to get out of his personal space. He missed the isolation that he once had because no one wanted to be associated with a reject demon. He became quite popular, being known as the demon who came from the ashes. 

He did end up burning a few people as a warning to listen to him when he says to get out of his personal bubble and stop touching him and acting buddy-buddy with him when he has never interacted with them. He expected for you to scold him, but was taken aback when you supported him since you have seen the girl attention he has been getting. He had some witches eying at him before he even got his new body. 

"They weren't respecting your personal space after you told them to fuck off. I am not going to chew you out for that. Anyway, do you want to eat at that soba place that opened recently across the street?"

And his father, Enji, has tried to reach out to him, but he has been avoiding him like a deadly plague. He hasn't seen him for over 5 years. There was a pile of letters in a forgotten box somewhere in his room. 

He has been going to therapy for over three years now. It was mandatory for all demon familiars, but admittedly, it has helped. It took a while for him to warm up to his therapist. He doesn't want to see his father's face at all. 

Without even realizing it, he would go to the ends of the world for you. He will follow you wherever you choose to be, whether it’s as a law-abiding witch or as a rogue witch. 

A/N: I could do a dating version if anyone would be interested in it. Any questions or ideas, please feel free to send them to my ask box. This Au is consuming my mind.  This idea may evolve into a series in the future. I don't know what to do for now. I have many ideas. I am just doing headcanons about it for now. 

[pharaohbean]

Please talk more about how Touya's writing has been neglected. I Need to hear your thoughts this is Urgent

anon you sent me this last night and it's been like 12 hours and I've done nothing except write this for like. 5 hours. there's so much I haven't done and I'm running tech for Good Friday tonight. I went and finally watched Toya4 just to hone my points (actually it broke quite a few but wHATEVER) and reread SO MUCH and finally. after writing an ENTIRE ESSAY. i think i can answer your ask.

so, dear anon, may i present to you: Aoyagi Toya and his relationships in the form of Kizuna Ranks (roughly): his lack of them, the neglection of ones he does have, and why The first concerto redeemed Nocturne Interlude and Toya's Colofes story.

Let's start off with a simple Kizuna Rank counting: Toya has 14 kizunas: 6 VS, 3 VBS & WxS, 1 L/n & 25ji, and 0 MMJ (as of time of writing this). While that’s technically on the high end (he’s beating half of l/n, 3/4ths of wxs and 3/4ths of 25ji) the problem is where most of his kizunas lie: he has full VS (the first of his group, actually), full VBS, and almost-full WxS (it SHOULD be full); that accounts for 12 out of the 14 he has. He has so little diversity outside of those three groups, which compared to Mizuki (who has the same amount of kizunas as him) who has 4 VS, 2 MMJ, 3 VBS, 2 WxS, and the obvious 3 25ji, isn’t a lot!

Toya’s only two “unique” kizunas are Saki and Mizuki; Saki, who he’s known since childhood and has a lot of respect for her and even more so her brother, and Mizuki, who they got the kizuna with I think through a combination of KAMIYAMA HIGH FES and Summer Festival. The problem isn’t that Toya has so few kizunas (he doesn’t, really, I counted) it’s that his kizunas are almost indicative of his friendships.

Fun fact: Toya has not had a new kizuna in over a year. His last kizuna on JP was October 2022. Over a year.

(Just as a side note, I’m not going to be talking about his lack of appearances OVERALL. Around this time last year, his VA started voicing Dan Heng in HSR, and considering that that man is in like… 6 Trailblazer Missions, I would assume with scheduling that he wasn’t really able to voice anything else for a while. We’re talking about that when he was on outside of group focuses, he never really talked with anyone outside of those he already knew. But Dan Heng has also been put to the wayside after 1.3, which was in August, so after that I’m not cutting Toya slack.)

I went through his cards after Never Give Up Cooking! to present day because cards are usually indicative of a presence in an event, and outside of group focuses, he has…. 2 (excluding Sanrio which I'm 99% sure he didn’t talk with anyone outside of his group). Yup, just two! The first one is… the Kamiyama Fine Arts Festival. Where he knows everyone in Kamiyama (day classes) and has a kizuna with them. Just great. The other event is Valentines3, where he meets with a bunch of new people, but I’ll get back to them. Let’s talk about L/n, 25ji, and their relationships with Toya.

Toya has one from both of them, as mentioned previously: Saki and Mizuki. But Toya (as far as I know) has basically never met the other members of their groups. Sure, his teammates have (Kohane attends Miya with L/n and was classmates with Shiho, and Akito is siblings with Ena and has met Mafuyu more than once, even in his own home) but Toya has not. And do you want to know something truly terrible? He could!

He’s childhood best friends with Saki! He’s classmates with Mizuki now! There are so many possibilities for Toya to meet them! Personally, I want an Ichisakitoyakana event where Toya learns to songwrite a little more from Ichika and Kanade (especially considering his newest focus where he accidentally[?] works himself to the bone to compose a single song). That wouldn’t be hard considering that he has an in with both L/n (through Saki) and 25ji (through both Mizuki and partially Ena, whom he can get to through Akito)!

But for reasons beyond my understanding, they just. Haven’t. Have they been waiting for Toya4? Maybe, and that’s valid. But that doesn’t mean that he couldn’t have spoken with them earlier anyways, especially considering that he’s been grueling over composing for what seems to be months. Also, it’s Saki, why wouldn’t she introduce her cool younger brother to Ichika, who is also a songwriter? Heck if I know!

But I digress. Let’s talk Valentines3, where Toya talks with Ena and Haruka quite a bit. Ena and Toya have known each other since… like, forever. Roughly 3 years, if we assume that Ena found out about Toya around the time Akito partnered up with him. While they don’t talk a lot, they’ve definitely had multiple chances to: Summer Festival, 2nd Anniversary, maybe 2nd New Years but admittedly I didn’t read that story so who knows. But their first shared card set is… Valentines3.

Both Toya and Ena have a solid connection with Akito, Toya consistently hands off plushies to Ena, and yet the two just… never talk. You’d think they would! But they just… haven’t? And I don’t know if that’s bad writing or just something? But Valentines3 is their first big interaction, which is three years since the game started.

Now, let’s talk Haruka. Compared to his teammates, Toya has a very isolated kizuna community (as a side note, Saki and Nene are the only kizunas that he doesn’t share with someone else in his group excluding VS), and it’s obvious if you look at his lack of MMJ kizunas. But everyone in his group has a direct connection to someone in MMJ: Kohane was first-year classmates with Minori, An is childhood friends with Haruka, and Akito and Airi at the very least know each other well. At ANY point, MMJ could’ve been introduced to Toya--and let’s face it, they probably were. Toya I’m sure has heard about them.

…But why has he never talked with them? Again, wouldn’t have been hard (although he’d have less of a reason to than he would’ve with someone like Ichika, Kanade, and Ena) but he just hasn’t? And I remember correctly he does know who Haruka is in Val3. I’m not sure if that’s the writers just straight up ignoring him for a while (which they totally did) or that’s Toya’s personality, but I really don’t think it’s the latter with how well Toya just. Takes new people.

One other person I’ll talk specifically about is Mafuyu. There’s not a super clear connection for Toya and Mafuyu to interact, but they’ve definitely met in passing. I love Toya and Mafuyu’s parallels (especially with their fourth rotations being huge for them) and wish they’d properly interact, but Colopale won’t let them because that would screw over Mafuyu’s progress entirely. In a good way. Mafuyu would realize so much. But you wanna read more about them and their parents, there’s this amazing post about it that I think does it well.

Now, let’s talk about the relationships Toya does have. I’m just going to briefly gloss over most of them, then talk about the ones with a little more influence in Toya’s life (which is basically just VBS and Tsukasa).

Let’s start with VS: Miku and Luka are the two who really click with Toya the best. Miku is the one who went with Toya to his Fragment SEKAI (which we’ll be touching upon later) and inherited his terrible cooking. VBS Miku, although not a large force at play in recent stories, is still a valuable voice of reason. Luka literally showed up during Toya’s event, got him to do stuff he’d never do, and is just generally his hype man. She’s great.

Now, let’s talk the twins. Rin I feel like, when with the boys (who is all I really read, sorry girls), doesn’t have much of a character aside from being Len’s fellow corgi sticking her head into boxes ‘n such (cookie if you get this). Len, however, can be mostly found with the boys, trailing after them like a younger brother… well, he trails after Akito. He doesn’t really trail after Toya, and Len more so sticks around with Akito a lot (learning soccer, was in Summer Fes with them, etc.). So ironically, I would say Len and Toya don’t have a strong connection, at least compared to Len and Akito.

Finally, let’s talk the adults(?). MEIKO, for the most part, has kept her nose out of music, but she’s been there since the start. She and Miku both play the VS in Toya1, and she, Miku, and KAITO are typically the ones to get Toya’s head back on straight. Most recently, MEIKO helped Toya pretty significantly in The first concerto (which we’ll also be discussing later).

Now, the rest: I thought about this for a while, but although Toya and Saki are close, I don’t think there’s any actual record of Toya going to visit Saki in the hospital, either with the Tenmas or his own family? So although they’re close, they’re definitely not as close as Toya and Tsukasa or Toya and Akito. But correct me if I’m wrong.

Toya and Mizuki are more recently classmates, and although they seem to have had something during Kamiyama Fine Arts Fes, I’m not sure what that is. But the two of them have had something for a little while, but it’s been pretty loose.

Toya and Nene are both gaming buddies, and actually get along pretty well. Toya and Rui also get along pretty well, Rui even going out of his way to taste test for Toya (although he definitely didn’t realize how. Terrible Toya’s cooking skills are) and help him repay the Tenmas.

Finally, let’s talk a little more about Toya’s deepest (and shallowest) relationships: VBS, Tsukasa, and his father---in backwards order because I’m like this.

Toya and his father have had a pretty shaky relationship, one that is always perpetually a few steps away from being entirely burned. But it’s a relationship that both are interested in keeping alive, but feel that they can’t, primarily because of their different beliefs in music. Again, I highly recommend you go read the relationship between Harumichi and Mafumom I linked above to get a better understanding of both people, but most recently, Toya’s father does go somewhat out of his way to give Toya some advice in The first concerto. Although some people believe it doesn’t make up for the child abuse, I feel like I strongly need to say something:

Toya explicitly continued classical for TWELVE YEARS.

That kid picked the piano up at 3! 12 years he played! He was 15 when he ran away! Teenagers get moody about this stuff! And I would know, because I had the exact same relationship with my parents about religion at his age. I’m not going to get into depth about my own personal life, but I’m not gonna call handling someone harshly after they themselves treat themselves the same way as child abuse. Is there child abuse? Oh probably definitely, Toya should’ve gotten more hugs as a kid. But Toya (explicitly in The first concerto flashbacks) pushes himself to be better at classical. There’s a whole bunch of other stuff here which I can talk about in another post (including Toya fixating only on the bad parts of his past, which is something I also do) but let’s leave it here for now.

Now, let’s talk about Tsukasa. If none of you are aware, Tsukasa is the one who gives Toya the push to quit classical music (from the PJSK fandom wiki in Toya’s relationships page: “it was Tsukasa who told him it was okay to do the things he wanted, even if others disapproved. This gave Toya the courage to quit classical music, and he says if it weren't for Tsukasa, he wouldn't be the person he is today”). Toya holds Tsukasa in high regard, even just as high as Akito (he defends Tsukasa from Akito on multiple occasions) even if he won’t let go of the “-senpai” honorific. Toya has gone out of his way multiple times to support Tsukasa in some way (taking his spot during Wedding1 when Tsukasa gets sick, taking a 2hr train ride just to see his performance as Thorpe at the end of Tsukasa2, learning how to cook just to repay the Tenmas in Never Give Up Cooking!) while also never asking for anything in return, and will probably continue to do so because he just holds Tsukasa in such high regard. It’s about the same regard that Toya holds Akito in, but Toya repays that by standing by Akito’s side and singing with him because that’s all Akito asks for.

Then, the Vivids. Despite being teammates, Toya doesn’t have much of a relationship with them (especially compared to Akito, who’s got a distinct one with both of them). Toya and An both respect each other, but the only mixed events they have cards together for are Wedding1 (where An really only shows up at the end) and Kami Fine Arts Fes, which I haven’t read so I can’t speak on that. Toya and Kohane have a 1-on-1 moment in An1 and… not again until Valentines3. Three years after An1. THREE YEARS!!! Toya’s relationship with the girls I feel has been especially neglected, but also partially for a good reason: in An1, both Akito and Toya let the girls talk themselves through. Sure, Akito gives An a harsh talking-to, and Toya gives Kohane some advice, but the two of them keep their noses out of the girls’ business. And the two of them do take a while to get on their own two feet (which I won’t go into depth about here, but maybe in another post).

But also, you’re teammates. I’m willing to overlook shallow relationship writing with people like Saki, Nene, Rui, and Mizuki because they’re not super close, but An and Kohane? That’s just straight up ignoring their relationships. There are so many opportunities for this sort of thing--which the writers definitely capitalized on in the beginning--but nowadays most of the cast goes to the VS for help. Which isn’t bad, it just means you’re developing relationships with other people. But having an arguably stronger connection with the VS than your own teammates? Really? You could put in a little more effort, writers.

Finally, let’s talk about Akito and Toya. Let me preface this by saying I’m biased and weak for partnerships, but I’ll try to do my best. Akito and Toya’s relationship is one of the few relationships we see prior to canon that isn’t a sibling relationship or having broken down; the only ones who are standing are the entirety of 25ji and maybe Rui and Nene (L/n broke off prior to canon, and Airi and Shizuku, although knowing one another, seem to have had most of their relationship deteriorate by the start of canon). But unlike the other two, Akito and Toya’s pre-canon relationship isn’t really discussed. All we really know is that they joined up not long after meeting (I think it’s implied it was in the same meeting) and are so close to one another by the start of canon that they trust each other to an insane degree. That’s not to say they haven’t had their fights (they have) but the big thing is that Akito and Toya’s RELATIONSHIP isn’t toxic. Both of them have their own personal issues (self-worth for Akito, guilt/burden for Toya) that they do often hide from each other, but as soon as the other notices, it doesn’t take them much to open up. I think the only time Toya didn’t tell Akito what was on his mind was that one time in his Toya1 card story where he refused to tell Akito that he was the best partner---and let’s be real, that’s Toya being cheeky and cheesy because he can; Toya’s not that open with many people (the only others excluding VS I’d say would be An, Kohane, Tsukasa, and Saki).

I will add, the writers do like to place quite a lot of emphasis on their relationship and bond, but it’s not bad yet or anything, especially with the current direction VBS is taking making it that there’s not much of a position for that to happen outside of mixed events. But again, I’m a sucker for that sort of thing, so.

To close out, let’s talk about a couple of things I said I’d talk about, and why The first concerto fixed so much. So let’s simultaneously talk about Toya1, Toya’s Colofes story, and the redemption that is The first concerto.

For me, Toya1 felt a little weird (rereading it for this post, you’re welcome) because knowing what little I did of The first concerto (which was nothing) at the time, I was confused because in Toya1 he moved past his classical burden, didn’t he? And also, you wanna talk Colofes? They dropped a huge character detail and L E F T. FOR TWO YEARS! But finally, when I actually watched The first concerto (like, earlier today) I had so many thoughts, but eventually decided on the following things:

Toya1 was Toya getting over his classical burden for singing, while The first concerto was dealing with his burden for composing. And as for his Colofes story… Toya is cut off in his words when the Fragment SEKAI disappears. Considering that, and what Toya says in chapters 6 and 7 (referencing his Colofes), I think that despite what Miku said about forgiving himself, Toya didn’t. As we also learn in The first concerto, Toya has a very hard time not fixating on the bad events of his life and instead focusing on the good, especially after quitting classical. Sure, he can think of the good like being with the Tenmas, but that was always tainted with the rest of his history.

The first concerto just. Redeems so much that was left to the side in Toya’s progression, and in a good way. Toya already removed the shackles from his wrists and ankles back in Toya1, but left them to the wayside. Now, here, he’s picked them back up and is slowly, surely, turning them into keys to unlock the door to the future. The event gives Toya the courage and ability to finally forgive himself for his past (something he didn’t do back during his Colofes, which is roughly just after Kohane2) and use it to move forward.

(Also, if you’re wondering why I, a Toya kinnie, was reading it so late, shameless plug to my 4k Toya-centric fic roots in the snow, where it's explained there.)

Anyways, those are my thoughts. I’m sure I have more which I might add on to later, but I’ve literally just been writing this for like 3 hours straight and I need to vacuum before I leave soon because if I don’t my mom will have my head.

(i hope you were expecting an essay anon LOL)

[ace-touya]

Headcanons I Have For Some of 1-A

Not all of these are my own and some are very popular/common, but I thought of a lot of them myself too!

Izuku Midoriya

His mum taught him to crochet

His favourite fruit is apples

Before he got One For All he’d try to be a hero by doing cliche good guy things, like helping old people cross the road and getting cats out of trees

Mumbles hero facts in his sleep

Tells his mum about Ochaco all the time

As a child, because he knows his dad’s quirk was breathing fire, he once asked his mother of Endeavour was his dad

Autism and ADHD, heroes are his special interest

Shoto Todoroki

He’s autistic, this is barely a headcanon at this point it may as well be canon

Uses he/him, but doesn’t really care if people use other pronouns

He stimmed a lot as a child but was constantly told off for it until he stopped, now he can barely recognise his own emotions because his stims were different depending on how he felt

He only takes cold showers

When he started talking to them, he would ask Natsuo and Fuyumi to tell him stories about Touya

Katsuki Bakugo

He’s gay

Hard of hearing from his explosions, Class 1-A are trying to learn sign, Present Mic is helping because he’s also hoh from his own quirk

stole some of Izuku’s All Might merch when they were children because he was too embarrassed to ask for any

his favourite colour is pink

he’s genuinely scared of his mother

him and Ochaco have been close friends ever since the Sports Festival, but he won’t admit it

Has really bad ADHD posture

makes tiny explosions as visual stims

One of his ways to distress is by cleaning, but because of his ADHD he struggles to actually clean, so he continues to be stressed

Ochaco Uraraka

Before they moved into dorms, she used to save food from the cafeteria to take home to her parents

Can carry Izuku, Iida and Katsuki. Katsuki swears she’s using her quirk, but she isn’t

She has ADHD, and finds it really hard to think before she speaks, also tending to interrupt people a lot

Her attention span is non-existent, and in middle school she was always scared of telling her teachers she couldn’t focus or hadn’t been listening, but she finds it a lot easier to do that in UA

She plays Animal Crossing New Horizons on Izuku’s Nintendo Switch

Tenya Iida

Autistic as well

Talks really fast most of the time

Dresses up as his brother for Halloween almost every year

He made a group chat for class 1-A for important things but everyone just uses it to send memes that he doesn’t understand

Momo Yaoyorozu

Having her hair up helps her focus like Violet from a Series of Unfortunate Events

She’s autistic as well, and really struggles with social cues, especially flirting

make-up gives her sensory issues

Midnight was the only teacher Momo confided in about her low self esteem. The fact that Midnight believed in her helped her stay motivated when she didn’t believe in herself

She gives the best presents because she can buy expensive things and if she can’t find anything she thinks people will like she just makes them stuff

Tsuyu Asui

Uses she/they pronouns

Has synetshesia, and will randomly tell her classmates that their voice tastes like x, or their name is y colour. For example, Ochaco’s voice tastes like marshmallows and Katsuki’s name is yellow

Also autistic! She does t-rex arms all the time canonically

She likes styling the other 1-A girls hairs

Eijiro Kirishima

Wears eyeliner

made the Bakusquad group chat

He looks up to Mina and Fatgum even more than he looks up to Crimson Riot

He’s banned from the dorm room kitchen by Katsuki

ADHD! Executive Dysfunction has it out for this man and the rest of the class basically keep him alive

Kyouka Jiro

sensory overloads constantly

Bisexual

listens to music to help her sleep

she video calls her parents almost every day in the dorms

Exclusively drinks fizzy drinks

Takes a lot of photos of random things that her classmates do, and makes it into a photo album

Denki Kaminari

Trans masc

Pulls finger guns whenever he compliments anyone

Has a really wide range of music tastes

Tries his very best to keep Mineta in check

He loves just dance

Fumikage Tokoyami

Uses they/them pronouns

Their room is usually a mess. Clothes everywhere.

writes and reads poetry, their favourite is The Raven by Edgar Allen Poe

Chirps as a stim

Knows morse code. Nobody knows why

Yuga Aoyama

Genderfluid

Attracted to men

Does yoga

Cheese is his comfort food

He’s autistic too. Nobody in this class is nuerotypical, not even their homeroom teacher

Knows how to braid hair

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Shan your Tomura posts are making me so sad and so angry at the same time 😭😭😭

Thinking about all the ways and all the times he could have been saved! All the what ifs and all the should haves! 😭😭

"What if his dad came to his senses and was more understanding with him?" "What if someone took his hand or called for help?" "What if he was in that hospital with Touya and upon Touya's escape he took Tomura?" "What if someone with a good heart saw Tomura with all those hands walking around at night and thought 'this isn't right, let me call someone and report' "? "Toshinori should have listened to his heart both times instead of following Gran Torino's advice" "Gran Torino should have kept an eye on Nana's son from a distance" and so on and so on 😭😭

Truly tragic ... 😭

The most important thing to take away from Tenko's story is that AFO probably prevented people from helping Tenko, from also the culture of the Hero Society had a lot to do with it too.

It's been stated multiple times in bnha that heroes can't save everyone and can't be everywhere at once. There's a part of bnha where Deku asks All Might if he has ever failed to save someone and All Might explains that not one, but hundreds of times he couldn't be there to save people. Heroes are only people after all. They have limits. Even if the law makes them look all invincible, well, fear is what powers the smile behind All Might, isn't it?

Fear because you're putting your life on the line.

Fear because you're not invulnerable.

Even the strongest man alive is only a man.

The thesis of the bnha spin off Vigilantes is just that. The law has a limit and it restrains what a pro-hero can do. A power-enhanced society like bnha is full of dangers you can't control, because accidents and common malice can get serious in a blink. There is a gap for evil. You can't close it.

Actually, the only way to control that little breach is through daily decency. To help your neighbor, to be kind, to pay attention to what others need and how can you make the world a better place. It can sound cheesy, but that's exactly how bnha started

Didn't Deku go to save Bakugo as a common citizen? Now, Bakugo is the one who killed AFO. We're saying that if Deku hadn't helped Bakugo that day, the world could be completely doomed.

Big heroic acts count A LOT. I'm not convincing anyone otherwise. It's just that a million little acts of goodness are more important to keep everyone safe than trusting an army in a war.

AFO gave Tenko probably a bit more than half a day to wander around. Tenko killed the Shimuras at dusk, we saw him walking after the tragedy in plain daylight and I think AFO "found him" the afternoon of the same day.

In truth, he didn't wait a lot, did he?

That's because he couldn't risk someone actually reporting that a kid covered in blood was walking around with the stare of a thousand yards. AFO couldn't risk a pro-hero finding Tenko, could he? He needed enough time to convince Tomura that the world was an uncaring place full of apathy for kids like him. AFO manipulated the situation to make it way worse by using the flaws of the Hero Society. That's a fact.

The night the Shimuras died, Nao finally stood up for Tenko and gave Kotaro an ultimatum. We can't know if things could have been better. They died before anything could change.

We have no evidence of Tomura even contacting any of the other kids that AFO manipulated. It's safe to assume he kept Tomura isolated from the world. That means that no one could ever show him any kindness. AFO was not allowing Tomura any chance to escape, not like Touya for example.

AFO probably got some cops on his side when it came to reporting the Shimura incident.

Grand Torino recognized to himself during the War arc that maybe the decision Nana and him took was not the right one. They shouldn't have abandoned Kotaro like that.

My whole point is that yes, society failed Tomura, but AFO wouldn't give them a chance to make up for their mistakes. The only reason why Deku is able to help Tomura now is because AFO is dead.

Not doomed by the narrative, doomed by AFO.

If only AFO hadn't had such insane control over Tomura's life, maybe he could have been saved or at least escaped like Touya did 😭😭 but that man was a pro at ruining children's lives and making sure no one could ever make it better for them 😭

[dawn-moths]

Can i ask for 21 and 18 for Dabi/Touya? Daddy pls/j🥺

haha ok i got u 💕

prompt: brushing through the other's hair while talking & developing own terms for everything

character: dabi/touya (boku no hero academia)

words: 1100+

content warning: no warnings apply! just some cute, innocent fluff.

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“Wow…” you remark, fingers loosely threaded through Dabi’s inky spikes. “I’m actually surprised, y’know. I thought you’d have a lot more knots and tangles.”

From where his head is resting in your lap, Dabi tilts his face slightly more your way, half-lidded cobalt gaze meeting yours. He looks serene like this, all relaxed and pliable as he rests between your gently folded legs, but as the ghost of a smirk tugs up at one corner of his scarred lips, a spark of mischief wiggles its way in.

“Why?” he asks. Simple. Like he’s testing you.

Your soothing, stroking motions cease for a moment, staring down at him with a flicker of guilt. “I dunno,” you shrug, breaking eye contact for a second as you sarcastically roll your eyes. “Maybe because I’ve never seen you do anything to your hair besides embrace perpetual bedhead?”

At this, he puffs out a small breath of a laugh, lazily amused at your little quip.

“Yeah, and why would I…?” Reaching a big, slender fingered hand up to cup the smooth skin of your cheek, he concludes with, “When I have someone who’ll comb their fingers through it whenever I ask?”

The sincerity of the comment flusters you for a moment, but then you’re wearing that soft, sweet smile reserved only for him and melting further into his rough palm, eyes fluttering shut as you sigh against his familiar touch.

“I let you get away with too much,” you joke, continuing your rhythmic combing through his course dark hair, the first flurries of his natural snow white color just beginning to show at the roots. “Next thing I know, you’ll be asking me to dye it for you too.”

Dabi gives that some thought, then he says, voice dropping to a low, sated lull, “Y’know, that’s actually not a bad idea,” which earns him a teasing pull on his hair as you curl a loose fist through the strands and gently tug. “What?” He chuckles, beginning to reach further back to twine his fingers through your own hair, mimicking your tender ministrations the best he can from his current position. “Don’t like the idea of having your hands stained blue for weeks on end?”

If it was for you, you want to say, I wouldn’t mind at all. But what comes out instead is, “Better watch out or you might end up with neon blue in the end, if I feel like messing with you that day.”

“Oh, if you feel like messing with me, huh?” Dabi playfully mocks, winning another one of those melodic giggles from you, the kind he lives for. The kind that makes him forget, even if just for one fleeting moment in time, all the hardship he’s had to endure up until now. Will likely have to endure in the future to come. “You’d be in for one hell of a payback for that.”

You and him mutter some harmless banter back and forth for a little while longer until eventually a silence falls over you again. It’s the kind that almost had Dabi dozing off before you’d made the comment about his hair, the kind that keeps you mesmerized enough that you could absentmindedly comb through his spikes all afternoon.

“I wish things could stay like this forever…” you murmur under your breath, so quiet you’re not even sure Dabi heard you, the way his eyes are once again closed and his breathing is slow and shallow, no doubt on the precipice of unconsciousness.

But then he sighs out, without opening his eyes, “Me too…”

A couple seconds pass and then his head is reluctantly lifting from your lap, shifting his position to sit upright. You let out a small whine of protest but he’s quick to beckon you back into his arms, your back resting against his chest and feeling safe and comforted as his body heat seeps through the fabric of your clothes, cradling you in warmth.

“You know we gotta make that supply run today…” he reminds you, pulling you both back to the reality that is being a bunch of wanted criminals hiding out with not much to their names, having to sneak around the city and steal cheap food from convenience stores just to survive week to week, sometimes even day to day.

“Yeah, I know…” you mutter, not trying to hide your blatant not wanting to make that supply run today. You nuzzle your head closer into the crook of his neck and say, “Sphynx will have a meltdown if we’re not back before sundown…”

Dabi smirked to himself, then said, “Well we can ask Ragdoll to come along. She’s been complaining about being cooped up in here for too long…”

Now it was your turn to smile. Because it had been your idea to code name the other members of the League as different cat breeds. At first, Dabi scoffed at your little game, asked you why, so you’d just shrugged and answered, “Because it’s fun,” and then, after a moment’s hesitation and a devious expression forming on your face, you added, “And this way we can talk about people without them knowing, if they decide to listen in.”

And so the joke had stuck.

Tomura was, obviously, “Sphynx”, Toga was “Ragdoll”, after she’d caught wind of your guys’ inside joke and wanted to choose her own breed to be referred by. As for the others, Jin was “Persian”, Spinner was “Devon Rex”, Atsuhiro was “Russian Blue”, and Kurogiri was “Bombay”.

Just for fun, you’d assigned one to Dabi— “Calico”— and for you, you’d chosen “Siamese”.

There had even been a few times when Tomura had been nearby while you two had been talking about him, butting in to ask, “Who the hell’s Sphynx?” only for you and Dabi to exchange smug glances and then reply, “No one. Don’t worry about it,” and then try to contain your laughter until he walked away lest you blow your entire cover.

It was just some silly, harmless fun, but it helped make the dingy, mundane, day to day of slumping around the bar that was currently serving as the main HQ a little more bearable, so Dabi didn’t mind playing along.

“Guess we should get ready to head out…” Dabi looked down at you, now settled in his lap, and quirked up one dark brow, “Don’cha think?”

You hummed out a twinkling giggle, Dabi’s heart stuttering a beat at such a genuine, jovial sound. You said, “If we have to. But this time you’re gonna be on lookout while I grab the goods. Deal, Calico?”

He flashed a grin that was half challenging, half proud. “Deal, Siamese.”

He’d taught you almost everything you knew, since you’d been taken in by the League. He felt pride in knowing, for as sweet as you were with him when you two were alone, he’d also been the one to corrupt you, in one way or another.

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send me a number from this prompt list + one of the characters i write for and i’ll write a short lil something for you 💕

[tonya-the-chicken]

"He ruined their lives" 😭 literally, I get that Touya is family and all that, and there's complicated feelings amongst the Todofam BUT like it's a bit wild that they all want to talk to him(at least Enji, Fuyumi & Rei do, not sure on Natsuo), I guess it's because technically he's dying so I guess they want to change it this time 🤷‍♀️ like this time they're with him! Also why so "forgiving" or like no anger?! Shouto wanting to know Touya's favourite food, I liked it but surely he should be at least a bit angry(I guess he did critique during their fight but still) and I don't think we're meant to take that as forgiveness but that's definitely not anger or criticism! Like maybe we're to think that maybe some harsh words were shared with him off-screen(like in future visits), because sure have your guilt your grief and all that but you must have some harsh truths you got to say to him?! right?! Like I'm not necessarily against them visiting Touya, because he is dying and the family probably would heal better with closure but it's the lack of critique or anger on their part!

However, I don't think he ruined their lives completely, at least not in the sense in that they won't ever be happy again. We've got Shouto moving forward, and making a name for himself and his future seems pretty bright. Fuyumi lost her job, but she got a new one thanks to a friend etc.

Yeah, Horikoshi simplifies the situation A LOT because he wants to make a feel-good story where two such different and separated brothers talk about their favorite food. I think this is a classic "I want the plot to go there, so I don't really care if it makes sense"

Rei was not thought out as a character at all. She acts more or less the way the plot needs her to act and the way a "mother" character would. Tbh mha is not a feminist masterpiece, so I wouldn't expect any deep dives into female psychology. Uraraka vs Bakugou fight was the biggest statement ever for Horikoshi, and it's nothing new. So perhaps he had no idea what to do with someone with such a complex history as Rei's. So, yeah, she wants to talk to Touya because she is his mother and that what a mother would want to do

Fuyumi... In the manga, she appears so well put together, but god, in real life, she would need to go to therapy for 10 years, at least. Like, she represents the type of victim that forgives (in short) vs Natsuo who doesn't and lowkey Horikoshi wants to represent that both are ok, but he makes them almost a caricature? Natsuo is much more well-done but Fuyumi... Even if she forgives he father and wants him to be better and forgives her brother and wants him to die surrounded by family it doesn't mean she must NEVER get angry. Not even once. She looks like such a people-pleaser and "everyone should act nicely" and "shove your feelings deep inside" and I am not buying that shit as being ok. She is not ok but the narrative pushes that she is fine idk man. You had to quit your job because your brother turned out to be a terrorist!!! Please, have a reaction

And in general, it is just so so horrible for the entire family. Here is your dying mass murderer arsonist member of a terrorist group that ruined your hometowm brother who told everyone details of your private life so people will look weird at you for the rest of your life. Now. He is dying and you feel so bad so you will have to go visit him. Out of sympathy 🥺🥺🥺 Don't you feel bad for him? Do you even have a choice not to visit? Will your consciousness allow you that? Bruh this is such a guil trip I don't care I hope that cocroach dies in a week so they wouldn't have to go through humiliationg of going to see someone who actively put their lives in danger or outright wanted to kill just because he is their brother

God!!!!! Dabi told Enji he wanted to bring him Shouto's head. How the hell is this ending supposed to even be bittersweet, it's just nasty. I don't want them talking about soba!!! Fuck that

I guess I wrote that but in general I don't like to think of anything as ruining your life to a point of no return. A person can always recover and find new happiness. But Dabi-Touya very much actively tried to destroy as much of their lives as he could. Mostly, it might have been a collateral of destroying Enji's life, but the lack of thought towards his siblings and mom is terrifying to me