#and it’s Shouto’s own

[willowser]

once you and katsuki discover you're expecting, you agree to keep it to yourselves for a little while.

you can't hide forever, but you want the chance to bask in the excitement of what's to come, together, away from outside eyes prying in. and you do: there's an immediate difference in the way you touch each other, how often, with katsuki even shifting coverage for patrol just so he can cling to your side for an extra day or two. it's like a honeymoon, almost, and you take the time to enjoy it like one.

but of course he wants to tell his parents as soon as he can, though he doesn't outright admit it; as soon as you start pushing the boundary of your waistband, he finds time in his schedule to see his dad—and then mitsuki makes time for him to see her.

katsuki tells toshinori next, who becomes quite emotional at the sight of your ultrasound, which in turn makes katsuki surprisingly emotional, too. there's much that they say and even more that they don't, but it's all communicated, regardless.

and lastly—he has to tell his nerd-ass friends.

it happens on one of their bi-monthly outings—that katsuki has consecutively been skipping for a little while, for obvious reasons. and it's like the minute he sits down in his seat and orders his food and one beer, everything he'd planned to say dissolves in his head.

despite wanting to keep quiet, he's been trying to plot out his announcement to these exact shit heads since the moment you found out. it's just so personal, and even after everything, katsuki's still discovering how to share those parts of his life with others, still coming to terms with the fact that he wants to.

he'd considered doing it slowly, rather than all at once in front of all of them, but he very quickly realized how terrible of a plan that was; deku would not physically be able to contain such knowledge in his body for any period of time, kirishima is a notorious fucking gossip, and if shouto had given him some kind of shit ass, wrinkled-nose look, he would have had to howitzer him through a building.

so he just says it, because he's never really been one for subtlety.

right after everyone's received their food and started to take their first bites, denki makes a point to ask,

"how's things with your honeybun, kacchan?"

and normally he'd have a fit at the nickname, but instead he hears bun and feels his stomach flip like it does when he remembers, when silly little things remind him of what the two of you have made together, and into his food, he simply says,

"we're havin' a baby."

the expected silence falls over all of them, save for the scaping of utensils against katsuki's bowl. he's damn good at feigning nonchalance, but food is getting stuck in his throat and his heart is beating so hard that he can hear it deep in his eardrums. of course he knows, but it dawns on him again, how overrun he is with excitement.

across the table, denki takes his turn to speak again. "you're...what?"

and then the whole room is erupting into a mass of chaos, moving in pieces like a riot of unrefined children, and even though he's being hounded with a million questions and being shaken around by his shoulders and some of these assholes are crying—katsuki graces them all with a big, fat grin.

[gfguren]

shoto, very suggestive, mention of cunninglingus, 500ish words

Thinking about Shoto, your sweet, naive boyfriend, who just doesn't get it most of the time, and how he comes to you one day, asks in the sweetest tone, in the most unbothered way imaginable, if he can eat you out.

And by god does it take every bit of your patience not to call up every last friend of his until you find exactly which one of them put that phrase in his vocabulary.

Instead, you press the pages of the book you were reading closed, turn to him calmly though you're feeling anything but, fold your hands in your lap as if you're heart isn't running a marathon in your chest.

You'd been intimate before, but never like that.

Wandering hands, and heated kisses, and seeing each other in your most raw, and intimate state is one thing—Shoto tasting you is another. Not that you didn't want it, not that he didn't want it either. You just didn't want to go too far, too quick, didn't want to push him out of his comfort zone, didn't want to mess up something so good.

It's why you don't take him seriously when he asks something so out-of-pocket, suggestive in ways you've never known him to be. Why you're absolutely, surely, positive, he isn't asking permission to be in between your thighs, why you're sure he must've heard something wrong, got the meaning twisted somewhere along the way. It's the very same reason you straighten your shoulders to hide the way your knees press together when he adds a little "please" to the end.

"Shoto," you say with as much indifference as you can muster. "That doesn't mean what you think it does, I'm sure you probably think it means to go out to eat, or that-"

He shakes his head, lays a hand just above your knee, squeezes gently until whatever excuse you were blubbering dies on your tongue.

"That's not what it means," he says in the exact tone you use when explaining something obvious to him. "Do you want me to explain it to you?"

You hate how innocently he tilts his head, red hair falling softly over one eye, hate how the butterflies burst, warmth spreading over your cheeks and down between your thighs, because you know he doesn't mean it like that.

"No, Shoto, I-" you sigh, carefully thumb the cover of your book. "It's just, I don't think you know what it means."

You think you hear something like amusement rumble in his chest; it's rare, Shoto's laughter. You've heard it on occasion, fell for the soft reverberation and crescent-moon crinkle to his eyes. But this, this is different.

"I know what it means," he says, matter-of-factly, small, crooked smile tugging the corner of his lips.

He drops to his knees, and you promptly forget how to breathe. His dual gaze finds you from beneath dark lashes; one bright and blue, and eager, the other grey like smoke, clouded with something imploring - it fills your lungs until you can feel just how much he wants you with every bated breath.

His hands are warm when he kneads the fat of your hips between slender, calloused fingers. "So can I?"

Maybe Shoto gets it more often than you give him credit for.

[transhawks]

this fandom doesn't get dabi tbh. Like outside of the aesthetic, if given half the chance, he would have become a workaholic to rival his dad. Like he'd complain about it more than Enji tho, but he'd still be out there working his ass off.

[fever-dreamer97]

Todoroki: Hey guys, the kitchen sink isn’t working.

Izuku: I’ll fix it-

Bakugo: Hell no, we’re calling a plumber.

Izuku: What? Why, I can fix it.

Bakugo: Like you ‘fixed’ our leaky bathtub?

Izuku: Look, stop holding that against me. The burn on my hand healed and we found a dude to fix our ceiling.

Todoroki: Fixed it after someone managed to fall through it.

Izuku:…And yeah okay, call a plumber.

[autumnmobile12]

My Hero Academia AU: Living Ghost

A little bit different than my other comics; I've never done a time lapse before.

In the Ambush Simulation notes, I mentioned that Dabi has a canon divergence in this AU where he returned home after the three years he was missing/presumed dead, but nothing in the household changed and he was still an unhinged mess.  This is the AU comic behind ‘unhinged mess’ and the partial reasoning behind his antagonistic behavior in The Summer Camp Ambush Simulation.

…

All right, so canonically Dabi is a walking, half-dead, Lovecraftian nightmare of mental and physical health issues who's keeping himself going through sheer willpower/hatred.  Ujiko says that after waking up from the three year coma, he should not have survived longer than a month as a result of the injuries he sustained from the fire.  So even in an AU where he was reunited with his family after the fact, that’s still the reality of his situation.

Enter Endeavor: In this scenario, at that point in his character arc, I think he would have retreated back into his usual pattern of refusing to face the issue. The Todoroki family got Touya back, but they also learned that he wouldn't be with them long. If a missing/presumed dead child turns up after three years, they're immediately going to a hospital to establish mental and physical condition, so the health issues resulting from the fire would have been discovered almost immediately.

From the point of view of Endeavor, Touya's return was cause for celebration and was initially viewed as a second chance/an opportunity to repair some of the damage he'd already done to his family...but then the severity of Touya's prognosis becomes apparent and they're told he has weeks to live. In Ambush Simulation, Endeavor takes the coward’s way out and leaves the problem for everyone else to deal with so he doesn't have to face Touya.  He told himself it was a way of not getting attached and so on, and no matter how much he tries to deny it, the avoidance is his guilty conscious.

The same goes for Rei. She refused to see Touya after he came back just so she wouldn't have to say goodbye to him a second time.

But Touya doesn't die.

Despite what the doctors predicted, he survives '...albeit with complications, various emergencies, experimental treatments to delay the inevitable, no clear answer on how the hell he was still breathing, and no promises that he would ever live a full life...' And now, just like in canon, he has 7-8 years of simmering resentment with the trauma of a near-death experience, the realization of having lost three years of his life due to the coma, the fallout of terminal health, and the crushing disappointment of what should have been a heartfelt reunion turned into a second abandonment.

In this AU as a vigilante, Touya has the Pandora’s Box of being an outrageous public menace and a potential family embarrassment because he figured out the only time his father pays any attention to him is when he’s ‘acting out’ and he decided he’d rather be the problem child than the invisible child.  And unfortunately, this mentality has also ruined his relationship with Natsuo.

In some respect, canon is a happier outcome for Touya because at least in canon, the poor bastard has a purpose instead of reduced to a living ghost.

…

The piano panels are him rehabilitating his hands.  Technically after a three year coma, he should not have been walking and talking as quickly as he did.  Not with that kind of atrophy.  So I’m balancing that inaccuracy out with the headcanon his fine motor skills were likely completely ruined.

Plus, if your life is a train wreck, have at least one positive hobby.

...Yomaha...

[punkeropercyjackson]

'It is NOT the job of adults to protect kids in fandoms'Speak for yourself,this IS my job because i literally applied for it by having intergenerational friendships instead of scarring kids on purpose because they don't like abuse on top of already being an eldest sibling and now i have an irl job too.Seek employement

[sugawara--san]

bakugou iida and kirishima hanging in todoroki's room because they were worried about him somebody sedate me

[gradelstuff]

Towel designs from Ichiban Kuji's "Let you down" series (2024)

[unrequited-rivalry]

The bois sharing a single brain cell.

[heich0e]

i love writing shouto as the softest, strangest, most boyfriendy baby boy but that characterization compounded with the thought of him getting jealous/protective/POSSESSIVE/incredibly serious at key moments makes me feel like i'm gonna PASS OUT

[uzukage-naruto]

i've recently started to appreciate tdbkdk as a trio more, whether platonic or romantic. that being said, tdbk is still not my top preference but you'd have to be blind to not see how well fed they were this season.

and then of course the one tdbkdk scene to end the season

[willowser]

every single day i think about the influence touya would have had on shouto as an older brother.

he has to take him everywhere he goes, so they're always jamming to the same hardcore music in touya's shitty car. shouto, obviously, develops a taste for the same bands, same songs. shouto is also in the ride-along to buy cigarettes and beer at midnight, and touya threatens his whole entire life if he tells rei, but shouto would never because he likes going too much.

shouto 100% would attempt to kick the ass of anyone that talked shit to his brother. little string bean, doesn't matter, this little boy is throwing HANDS for touya, and touya very much has the attitude of "no one can fuck with my little brother but me". whenever shouto gets in trouble for doing something he shouldn't be doing, touya is always taking the fall for him, no questions asked. shouto lies for touya like it's second nature.

shouto wants an earring because of touya, and touya probably GIVES the piercing to him, which makes enji blow a gasket. touya learns to play the drums and then shouto wants to, too — though he ends up being better than touya and touya promptly quits after that. touya teaches him to drive. shouto gets drunk for the first time with touya BECAUSE touya wants to be there to take care of him. they hate each other, they get into fist fights all the time, rolling around the house as fuyumi screams at both of them. they're best friends. they understand each other more than anyone else ever could.

[shiggybrainr0t]

hi mat dear !!!! for the ask game i want to ask seduction and sound hehehe for whoever you want ! - willow 🌿🌿🌿

oh oh oh thank you so much for requesting omg! my first ask game how exciting djdhskskjs

seduction - what gets your f/o going? how do you seduce them? how do they seduce you? ft bakugo

Whenever bakugo has fully committed himself to someone, it doesn’t take much to get him going honestly. You’ve broken down all the hard parts that make up his exterior, and have made a home for yourself in the softest places inside him. Whenever Bakugo loves someone, he loves them completely and devotedly. He wants you to see yourself the way he sees you. Lovely, beautiful, soft. So seeing you just waking up in the morning in just his shirt, too large of course because he’s huge, that really riles him up. It rises up to the tops of your thighs whenever you stretch, and his eyes are immediately drawn to the plush skin now exposed. He’ll never admit it, but Bakugo is a romantic. He can picture spending the rest of his life with you. Seeing you here in his bed, so trusting and smiling into the soft touch he places on your cheek, makes him want to see the different ways he can get you to react to touch.

if you want to purposely seduce him, wrapping a hand up around his neck to tangle your fingers into the short hair on his neck and scratching your nails just so is enough to make him shiver a little (don’t point it out though) you can watch as his pupils gets bigger whenever he looks your way, and you know you’ve got him.

sound - what does your f/o sound like in bed? Are they loud or quiet? Breathy? Do they dirty talk you? ft shouto

shouto is a whiner there I said it! at first anyway. he’s only got the tip in and he’s already whimpering like a puppy, your hip in one large hand, and his other intertwined with your own. he can’t believe he has someone he loves that he can do this with! he can’t help but makes noises, which was surprising at first because he’s usually so stoic. not whenever he’s being intimate with you though. his eyebrows furrow, his mouth hangs open a little bit, and he stares into your eyes- never breaking contact. he dirty talks but doesn’t realize it. his awed “you’re so wet, love” is just a spoken fact, not something meant to be inherently dirty. the farther along you get, and the more into he gets, the harder his thrusts get and his whines turn in harsh puffs of air as his hips meet the back of your thighs. he looks almost angry the closer he gets, and whenever your own voice gets higher pitched as you reach your end, he becomes vocal again. “come for me, love. please? I want to come with you.” Who are you to say no to that?

[hella1975]

very interesting to me that the big three of the current hero gen in mha - shouto, midoriya and bakugo - are often portrayed as also being the closest in a lot of fics bc it's like. you've got shouto's two best friends as a boy with a volatile personality fuelled by his blind ambition and desperation to be the best, and a boy whose quirk destroys his body. like if you combined two of shouto's best friends you'd get touya but we're just not supposed to redeem him. okay

[ofmermaidstories]

for this post —

angel boyfriend shouto. 🥺 one of heaven’s strongest warriors. 🥺🥺🥺 older “brother” (they’re all brothers, really, in a vague sense but Touya was his image) lost. centuries ago, Shouto trained and trained to never be weak, to avenge the loss, to never allow it to happen again.

and then there’s a battle, a clash, and a demon with his brother’s eyes and teeth is there and laughing as he tears off his wings and sends him careening to Hell—

but it’s not the ocean of blood shouto was expecting when he opens his eyes, but the glossy store front of a store, and your concerned face, asking with a waver if he’s okay.

(he is and he isn’t and he’s incredibly beautiful and you—you have to help. he looks around at everything wide eyed, like it’s all alien to him, someone is going to take advantage of him if you just leave him—

so you don’t. and he stays. and he learns. and eventually he falls in love.

but then the war between heaven and hell spills over into the mire of our world and even without his wings, shouto is a warrior. one of heaven’s strongest. and even with you now holding his very human heart, he has a duty—and a demon, a brother, to confront one last time)

[autumnmobile12]

So I made this comic.

And then I made this one.

I have others planned for the same alternate universe.

There's too many ideas and too little time to do all the comics I want to do since this is a very slow medium of storytelling.

So I thought, 'Screw it, guess I'm writing a fic now.'

The Summer Camp Ambush Simulation

The kanji on the wooden hyousatsu was too worn, weather-beaten, and altogether rotted out to be clear, but he could tell it used to read Sako.  The house itself had probably been a nice place in some distant past, a comfortable home where a thriving and happy family once resided.  Now, the windows were clouded with grime and mold, the front yard was overgrown with weeds, and the engawa-porch had warped into a terrain of its own.  As he stood before the front door, looking over the address he’d copied from his notes one last time, Aizawa was reluctant to imagine what state the interior was in.  With some disappointment at finding he was in the right place, he let out a tired sigh and rang the remarkably still intact doorbell.

A short conversation.  In and out.  No hassle.

From the other side of the door, a muffled voice immediately answered the bell with an exasperated shout.  “No, no, no!  There are far too many people here already!  I did not sign up for my home to become the halfway house for wayward youths!”

Aizawa frowned and took a strategic step back, bracing himself for possible aggression as a series of rapid footfalls grew louder and louder in their approach.

“Well, who’s here now——”  the voice continued, only to go dead silent when the front door was flung open, aside from a quiet,  “Oh.”

It was odd seeing Sako Atsuhiro without his mask.  He looked younger than he sounded and from the way he stared at him in bewilderment, Aizawa suddenly felt his visit had not been expected after all.  “Good evening,”  he said.  “I have a certain matter to discuss with Todoroki.  I was told to meet him here.”

...

Full chapter available in the link above.

If you want a read a fic where the Vanguard are a vigilante group participating in UA's summer camp by running a surprise attack simulation, plus extra, I gotchu.

I also try to write as much 'in character' as I can if that interests you. No hate to OOC, I just love the challenge of trying to keep true with canon personalities as much as the fan-plot allows.