#if all Touya got was Enji being busy with hero work and training Shouto and it just seems like the typical child neglect rather than abuse

[tootysweetcheeks]

[villainsandvictimsalliance]

Endeavor character study :

Endeavor might not be a good person but I think it's very interesting what he brings to the story as a character.

You have a man who is obsessed with a dream, not very different from the men we see and know in real life. He's obsessed with being successful in his profession, to the point he carefully arranges his life around it.

He marriages a woman who can further his career by providing him with talented kids. In return, he helps her family regain their status. Rei and Enji's marriage is a story of details, of micro aggresions, of a business deal and flowers and later on, abuse so intense you end up losing yourself to it.

Enji gets a traditional home that reflects on his tradicional values, contrary to the American like identity of All Might.

He attended UA on his student years, the most prestigious hero academy around. He is not a rich boy of golden cradle, but he works for his money and for his reputation as a pro-hero.

The doctor tells him the risks of seeking a perfect child the way he is doing, by purposely mixing his fire quirk with Rei's ice quirk. He ignores it 'cause at this point in time, he's not worried about loving and caring for the health of the wife he practically bought, nor is he worried about the health of his future children. He has only one goal in mind and that is to become the best, better than All Might.

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From down there, it goes predictably.

He teaches his obsession to his first born, who happens to get all the consequences that the doctor told Enji about. That obsession leads the kid to killing himself by accident, but Enji was too busy with his hero job to do something serious about it or even take the time to understand it.

His second and third children are pushed aside because they have only the ice quirk, instead of both. They are practically isolated. They lost their older sibling and now been separated from his younger sibling and his dad won't even pay them attention. They are, in other words, failures to him

And his youngest is everything Enji wanted and was looking for. Still, Enji is so lost on his mind and big goal that he starts abusing Rei to the point she burns her son by accident, because she thought he was Enji. The kid was isolated from his mom then and there too, staying with his very abusive and insane dad, training since he was a toddler to be perfect. What Enji truly got was his wish, but Shoto hated him. The kid could be the number one hero, but Enji had destroyed him and his family in the process.

Enji ends up alone, with no relationship to any member of his family.

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Through the manga, we know him as a bad man, someone who is pushing Shoto to a braking point. Later we get to know him as the second pro-hero on Japan's ranking, the first after All Might retires. It doesn't make Enji happy at all, surpassing him because All Might couldn't fight anymore.

With the responsibility of the first spot, we see him growing as a person. He acknowledges some of his mistakes, he gets to work with Shouto and his friends, he gets the addition of Hawks and he becomes more human as a character. He's no longer one-dimensional with his hero obsession, now he has kids (barely) and partners in the hero profession. He gets fans, he corrects some of his way, we all know the drill.

That, of course, until Touya returns right when he was repenting a little.

With his biggest mistake back, Enji is paralyzed. He had faced the consequences of the decisions he took that lead to Touya's death, but he did it in a time he mourned probably, but didn't —couldn't understand what he had done. He was blind.

Facing Touya, he's forced to realize death was not the worst case scenario. His son is alive and he's the villain that almost got one of his interns dead. He's part of the most evil villain group and he is, more than anything, his son. The flames, the rage, the obsession. Enji doesn't comprehends yet, but after the War, he cries (finally) and remembers all that happened. It's a minuscule starting point.

He moves on to try and make things better by helping Izuku, but he lies to Shoto again and he once more puts his hero job first. Now, he's kinda a sorry ass of a man, defeated, lonely, he has lost.

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And Dabi, like always, arrives perfectly on time to confront his father.

This is what leads to Endeavor's fight with AFO and the current situation, where Enji has admitted he is guilty and needs to make himself responsible for all his actions and life choices. No other than AFO himself let's him know of how much he had fucked up Touya, who is fighting Shouto as they speak. Endeavor then dreams of a future of kids who had become pro-heroes unlike him, of a new generation with better choices. He let's go of his dream and decides to finally start protecting the dreams of others, including his son. He risks his life for it, to the point he's half gone already.

It's not a starting point, not even the middle, more like a realization point of how viscerally wrong he was and how the world is worst because of him. He even kills his younger self in a symbolic panel, acknowledging he was pathetic and abusive.

They are both in such bad shape the story doesn't guarantee they can survive their fight/talk. Shoto is there too, but at this point it is between Touya and Enji. Touya is Enji's consequence and no one else can answer for it.

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If Horikoshi goes down the being kept alive road, we could get the resolution of the Touya-Enji plot and maybe both of them alive, healing and going separate ways to deal with their past crimes and body conditions.

If Horikoshi goes down the death road, they could both die maybe together as cause and effect, or maybe apart but after finding closure. Who knows

Maybe only one of them will be allowed a second chance, maybe the other will sacrifice himself to allow it, maybe Hawks will be the one ending like a sacrifice lamb for the sake of the Todorokis.

Either way, it's been a journey for Enji.

[rarepears]

Anyway, i believ that the kids between the 2(enji and go gun hee) would be strong. Since the kids would be born with mana, and go gun could potentially train them so they don't rely solely on their quirk, touya could be way stronger, and possibly could have another future instead of being a villain

Also consider this, shouto after training on the daily with go gun hee(which for me would be a 1000 times better than training with endeavor) introducing deku to go gun, to see if his old man could train deku

And i would suggest that if go gun got married to enji, would he be a stay at home husband or maybe he actually be an active member of society and build a dojo, where he teach citizens and low class heroes so they can also have some sense in martial arts

Or maybe one of the todo siblings like natsuo or fuyumi, and using go gun knowledge and making a dojo instead of going to college, anyhow many ideas

Also smut:considering the fact that both of them have a high stamina, imagine how long would be the intercourse between the 2, and how much would it go inside enji, probably enough to make a pond of it

My first reaction was, well an A ranked hunter's son was the world's weakest E ranked hunter so genetics evidently doesn't do much in determining one's mana capacity (if that's the right word).

And then I remembered that Go Gun Hee certainly doesn't know that Sung Jinwoo's reawakening is due to outside factors (ahem architect and the shadow monarch)... so yeah, that is indeed a logical conclusion for Go Gun Hee and Enji to be working off of. They just happen to be lucky that the kids seem to be proving their theory.

Go Gun Hee is TRYING to be a stay-at-home husband to enjoy that retirement life he never did get to enjoy in his original life. But he's a man who likes to be busy (and is maybe someone who likes being in control and leading change so... he ends up starting a company. Again. And it grows to a few thousands employees because of course it does. This is Go Gun Hee we are talking about, former CEO to a giantass company and head of KHA.)

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It would be hilarious if Enji would look through the internet and read random stupid AF articles that are like "TOP 5 SEX POSITIONS FOR GETTING PREGNANT FASTER" and then he goes to his husband like "hey, I want to try this new sex position out".

Go Gun Hee simply thinks that Enji is adventurous and curious about all things sex. He doesn't say anything about the latex underwear with the built in dildo that Enji wore practically nonstop for a week to keep himself plugged full of cum... he just grabbed Enji and pushed him onto another flat surface for another round  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

[#endeavor x go gun hee (solo leveling) AU]

[bnhaobservation]

I accepted that Enji will get his redemption and forgiveness(even if he doesn’t f*king deserve it) but I can’t accept that he will have no punishment for all he did while his oldest son is going to jail for the rest of his life.

Like, I get they committed different crimes but both of them should pay. It only shows that as long as you are a hero you get second chances and a lot of support while villains are forgotten forever.

Well…

…there's something which plays in Enji's favour here and it's not the fact he's a hero but how Japanese law is.

I'm by no means an expert but, from what I know, for start Japanese law does not explicitly provide for domestic violence in terms of prosecutorial considerations, so one should try charging for assault and/or injury.

Another interesting thing is that the Japanese police are not obliged to investigate when an incident is reported.

Rei doesn't even press charges for the abuse she and Shouto received, nor for the neglect her other children suffered.

Touya reported Shouto's abuse and the neglect he received, but he did it on the national television (sort of, as they hijacked it) and not by the official channels and, anyway the police can shrug the report off because they aren't obliged to investigate, and this regardless of Enji being a hero or not.

There's also to point out Touya doesn't offer evidence beyond any reasonable doubt (he would need, for example, a medical certificate proving Shouto's injuries), it's just his word of what he observed as a child, but, not only his credibility is compromised by how he's a Villain accusing a Hero, but also by how he was a child at the time.

In Japan children can testify but their credibility is often put into discussion because they 'might not have remembered correctly or not have understood what happened'.

Oddly enough Touya didn't mention the abuse his mother received, which I always found weird (why not to dig the knife in Endeavor deeper? did he not know his mother got beated? true, he's never shown around when it happens but… or did Horikoshi forgot about ti when he wrote 'Dabi's dance'?).

I mean, Rei was hospitalized for a mental breakdown, and I don't know if this would require her being checking her physical state in Japan (so maybe there's no medical certificate testifying her abuse) but, considering how the doctors know it's better if she doesn't meet Enji and how she probably had to explain why she assaulted her son, it would be easier to prove Enji's intention of wanting to assault Rei than Shouto.

In fact, as said before, children have little credibility, and even though Touya is an adult now, he's describing what he witnessed as a child. People could have said he mistook training for abuse or disciplining for abuse… but they couldn't have used the same excuse with Rei.

If he had said 'as a child I saw my father slapping my mother and causing her to fall on the ground multiple times' it would have been harder to think he was mistaken.

Again, the fact he was a child still don't play in his favour and being a Villain accusing a Hero he still has zero credibility and zero evidence, but it's still a more solid accusation than saying he saw his father abusing Shouto.

Ironically, the only evidence Touya has to back up his words is that Enji confirmed them in the press conference.

His family though, is still not interested in pressing charges and the police have already their hands busy enough due to the circumstances they're in, so, even if Enji weren't the Number 1 Hero, they likely wouldn't have investigated him because they had no time.

I'll add also something else in regard to Japanese law.

Although in Japan anyone who has the professional responsibility for the care or treatment of the minor (under 18) has the duty to report if said minor is abused (so Rei, Shouto's grandparents if they knew, people working for Enji as well as Shouto's teachers or the family doctor if they noticed something should have reported Enji), there are no repercussions not reporting child abuse.

And even though Japan has recently revised the abuse prevention law so that it states that parents, foster parents and heads of child welfare centers are banned from physically punishing children while attempting to discipline them there are no penalties for offenders.

"Higurashi no naku koro ni", despite being a horror visual novel (with a manga and an anime transposition) shows how a report of child abuse is handled in Japan. It's said the portrayal is realistic enough because the author also worked as a civil servant in that sector and so he knew what he was talking about.

The abuser in the story is well known by the police, but... basically they do nothing until the whole town raises a fuss.

With all this said, I'm not surprised Enji doesn't get investigated/prosecuted for what he did to his family.

The police has better things to do, there's no evidence and the victims don't press charges.

On another side, in Japan to be on the receiving end of negative public opinion IS A HUGE DEAL, which in some cases might make a person's life impossible.

It's vaguely hinted Touya expects societal repercussions to fall on his father (and his family as well) and not legal ones.

However the story kind of skipped devoting time on them and not so much because they might be a given for Japanese readers but because people in Japan is depicted as more angry at Endeavor for failing to prevent destruction and the escape of the criminals than disgusted for what he did to his family.

In the press conference, even though people wasn't happy he admitted the mistreating of his family (they would have preferred it was something Dabi made up) in the end all they show they cared for was the damage they suffered, it how the Heroes mistakes caused them to lose their beloved ones.

If the people were to ask for the Heroes to be punished, it wouldn't be because Enji abused his family, but because his abuse caused the birth of Dabi who caused them damage as he was among the ones riding Gigantomachia during his rampage.

You might notice Heroes actually don't get a lot of public support... but that's because they are blamed for causing harm to society, not for what Touya exposed they did.

No one really cares about Twice's death or Shouto's abuse, they're just angry because the Heroes failed to put them at ease and take down every Villain.

So yes, I'm with you when you say it's unfair the police is doing nothing for what Enji did to his family, as he caused to them so much damage... but it's not like he doesn't get punished because he enjoys of special privileges... and I'm speculating here but it's possible that Horikoshi is depicting things like this to denounce the situation.

People don't care of how Enji abused his family, police doesn't care, the law doesn't care, but not because he's a Hero but because that's how's things work and this is much worse than them not caring because he's a Hero. It means that they wouldn't care about the abuse Takami or Shimura Kotarou or Himeko's parents committed either, and here we're not talking of a Hero but of a criminal and common people.

But Japanese readers are bound to care, they're bound to remember how poor Shouto was abused, how Touya was neglected to the point of breaking, how Rei was driven to madness.

And maybe the fact that readers will care and will remember will push them to make the difference in the future.

Shonen manga like to teach things to their readers and teaching them abuse his bad and should be stopped is a good teaching.

At least that's what I'm speculating but I might be wrong, of course.

Thank you for your ask!

[erasurecloud]

I see what you mean “He went through 10 years of being a toxic, abusive, mean person. But that was a result of his own mental break and trauma. I mean, the man watched his own son die.” But he was on the verge of already being a toxic, abusive person even before Touya’s death, given he had started to get worse before Touya even died - Rei was sent away to the hospital before Touya died, given Horikoshi corrected the timeline to —> Rei snaps —> Touya dies. And we know from Shouto’s flashbacks he was already pushing his 5yr old too hard. Obviously it’s canon that he got even worse after Touya died though!

“He was the n2 pro hero- it wasn’t like playing with his children was an option simply because he didn’t have the time to do it.” I would buy that if it wasn’t obvious that he did have days off, he wasn’t busy working every single day. We see this because we have Touya mentioning it’s his day off, and he had plenty of time to train Shouto which was clearly done in his free time! So giving the “he was busy” excuse doesn’t really work! He had days off he could have quite easily spent that with the kids!

“He was on the verge of already being a toxic, abusive person even before Touya’s death”. Yes, because his relationship with Touya was breaking before Seketo peak. The downfall of Enji & Touya’s relationship didn’t happen overnight. It was a slow descent into what it’s become. Enji and Touya were both losing their minds bit by bit and were both too stubborn to compromise. Though, in my opinion, Enji should not have compromised his stance on Touya stopping his training. But that’s not to say he isn’t without fault. Obviously he has his faults.

“he wasn’t busy working every day, we see this because we have Touya mentioning it’s his day off”. You mean this panel?

“Listen Dad, next time you get a day off…”

The way this is phrased strikes more as if Enji doesn’t get days off often. Touya knows his father is busy with work so he’s asking when he’s free if he’d come up to Seketo peak. He doesn’t know when it will be because Enji doesn’t have a lot of time off.

He did spend all his free time off training with Shouto, which is a problem and a mistake he made- but the relationship my posts have been discussing have been about Enji & Touya’s relationships specifically. His relationship with the other 3 are completely different conversations to have.

[laceymorganwrites]

Happy AU: Touya

Word count: 2,094

Pairing: Touya x male!reader

Warnings: none I think

Summary: beach episode and meeting the parents✌

The weather was beautiful, the sun was shining, there were just enough clouds passing by for it not to get unbearable and everyone was free.

Shouto had his last day of school yesterday and the holidays of every family member lined up.

Finally it was time to go to the beach and spend a relaxing day together.

It wasn´t easy for the Todoroki family to find a day like this.

With Enji being number 1, he barely had any time off and the only reason he could take the day off was because Hawks told him he´d cover his shift. He still needed to pay him back for that, Enji thought about getting his colleague some takeout on their next joined patrol.

Fuyumi and Natsuo as well as Shouto were all busy with school, albeit for different reasons.

Natsuo just finished his exams, summer break had just arrived for Fuyumi and Shouto who still needed to work on different things for school. Fuyumi had to make a new schedule for the next year and Shouto had several training logs to do during his break.

Rei was also pretty busy, being a nurse she didn´t really have another choice.

But nurses got days off too.

And Touya, well, Touya wasn´t in college, he didn´t attend any hero work, having his quirk surgically removed by his good friend Kai.

The majority of society would deem him a failure but him and his friends were doing charity work for people with harmful quirks, they helped them either control it or if it was so bad that it couldn´t be controlled and did more damage than good, like in Touya´s and Tenko´s cases, Kai would remove the quirk.

Tenko and Touya played video games together online and one day had the idea to make YouTube and Twitch channels, it was funny how you could earn money through such a hobby but Touya´s parents supported him.

They supported him in everything he did.

Enji even gave interviews about raising quirk awareness and that it was no shame to be born without one or have one removed. He stood up for a future in which everyone would be treated equally, regardless of their quirks.

Rei had switched hospitals to the one Kai worked at and assisted there, she also did YouTube videos about informing people of all things concerning quirks.

YouTube was a strange object in the Todoroki family, Fuyumi also posted videos on there, recipes and tips for studying.

Rei and her colleagues spent their time watching cat videos while they were on break time, Natsuo loved indie artists who posted there and pushed Touya´s channel too, especially since he started doing music too. Shouto didn´t really watch any videos on there if it weren´t training sessions or workouts and Enji just desperately tried to get any footage with him that was filmed without permission off the web.

It really took his last nerves.

But today none of that was important. Because of their busy lives the Todoroki family had made a rule that they had to take at least a day off per month to spend time with the family, no talk about work or any other tiring and annoying things.

And it worked.

At first it was annoying not to be able to rant about those things but in the end it was so much better for the family bond.

Besides, taking a break was not just good and relaxing, it was also much needed in the case of the Todoroki family.

When you did the things you were passionate about it was easy to lose track of time and get overworked.

Fuyumi and Rei just got done packing everything, they got enough sunscreen, a few books, a bunch of water and snacks and anything else they might need. As always they overpacked.

Driving with the Todoroki´s was different than you´d expect. Enji was a calm driver, jazz music playing in the radio. Rei was a typical case of road rage, but the fun kind. She was sitting in the passenger seat and grumbling at first, with her pout, but occasionally there were people who just drove so badly she couldn´t help but make a snappy comment. She never insulted anyone or got seriously angry where it would affect the driver and make the other passengers uncomfortable.

It was just this kind of annoyance that was shared by the whole family when someone broke the rules.

Shouto made the experience in school that not getting along with your parents was common, however that didn´t apply to him, his family was his safe space, they all stood up for each other and had their backs, family was a warm word to him. He wished that it was to everyone.

And today he´d finally see Touya again.

Since he already moved out and had a different job and schedule than the other family members it wasn´t always easy to meet up. But he did visit them for dinner at least once a month, usually it was every two weeks but when it got busy he couldn´t do that.

Today was special for him for that reason as well, however he also had something else he was looking forward to: his parents would meet his boyfriend for the first time.

He wasn´t nervous about it at all, after all when he came out all those years ago it hadn´t been a problem, his parents didn´t shun and abandon him, neither did his siblings and they also didn´t overdo it, they reacted just right: not at all.

Being gay didn´t change anything about Touya, obviously, and so why should it be a topic? It only ever was when it was adequate, such as small talk about there being any guys in his life.

And a few months ago he told them about you. The cute guy he was seeing.

Your relationship started out friendly at first, however it quickly developed into more than just a crush. It took a lot for Touya to confess to you but he was so glad he did it, after all now he had the best boyfriend in the world by his side.

To this day he asked himself how he could ever have gotten this lucky. He wasn´t going to question it, fearing if he did, it would get taken away from him.

Now he got into the car with you, a gentle smile on his face as he watched you check if you had everything.

His eyes sparked and the crinkles around them danced as you gave him a big thumbs up with that adorable grin of yours.

Yup. You were his. He was so madly in love with you and finally he could show it to his family. He wanted you to meet them for so long but their schedules just now aligned.

At first when you heard about his family you were shocked, you couldn´t believe the number one hero, the one who saved you when the building you worked at got attacked, the hero prodigy at the sports festival was his little brother.

It was insane. And what he told you about his mother and sister just sounded more than amazing.

So yeah, you were pretty excited. But also nervous as hell.

You had asked him at least a thousand times before if it was really okay for you to come with him. It was their family day after all, you felt like you were intruding.

Of course it was fine, but you felt so bad that Touya called his mom so that she could tell you yourself.

She had already told him how kind and genuine you sounded on the phone and that she couldn´t wait to meet you.

“Babe, you really don´t need to be that nervous. I mean my family can be a lot sometimes, but trust me, they´re harmless” Touya chuckled, glancing over to you with a smirk.

“I know… it´s just that we talked about it so much and I know they´re super nice and all. But still, meeting them in person is so different and I can´t help but be nervous about it. What if they don´t like me? What if I was right and I´m not good enough for you?” your insecurities seemed to always get the best of you, even if rationally you knew that it wasn´t true, you just couldn´t help but fear it.

“Baby, we talked about this. You´re not something to measure, you´re worthy no matter what anyone says and you´re the only one I want by my side. I don´t care what my parents say. Hell, if they were pieces of shit I would never let you meet them. But they´re not like that” Touya reassured you as he parked the car.

“Alright, I´ll try to calm down… I got this!” you nodded and tried convincing yourself, though admittedly you weren´t doing a good job at it.

Touya took your hand and grabbed the bag as he interlocked your fingers with each other and made his way to the beach. He could already see his family from the distance getting their things ready.

His mother was just laying down some towels while Enji shielded her from the sun, it was quite the funny sight seeing his father do little steps to make sure she had enough shade not to get blinded by the sun.

“They´re here! Touya hiii!” Fuyumi spotted them and started waving at them frantically. Touya could see her bright smile even from this distance.

“Hey, you guys need any help with anything?” he smiled and hugged her when you two joined up with them. You awkwardly stood a bit behind him, quietly observing the situation.

“No, I think we´re about done here. Glad you could make it” Natsuo grinned and gave him a hug as well.

“You must be (Y/N)! Touya told us a lot about you, it´s so nice to finally meet you” meanwhile Fuyumi was already by your side, greeting you and observing you curiously. Her eyes almost sparked and she didn´t really know a lot about personal space, but somehow you didn´t mind that at all. She was very nice and her excitement was enticing.

“Thanks, it´s nice to meet you too” you smiled at her, still a bit shy but she made it easy not to be, you felt very welcome here which put you at ease.

Soon you got introduced to the rest of the family as well and sat down on the big towels in the sand together.

You felt comfortable, it was weird how they just treated you like part of the family immediately, talking to you as if they´ve known you forever. It brought a smile to your face, you felt so at ease, they really were a great family. Rei wanted to know how you met and you told the story as you put sunscreen on Touya´s back, he added some things sometimes, smiling in nostalgia. He was so lucky to have you.

Touya went to Shoto a bit and asked him how school went, he talked to his siblings about their lives while his parents talked to you about yours. “I´m really glad he found someone like you, he got hurt really bad in his last relationship, you see?”  Rei told you, a sad expression on her face. You nodded, Touya had told you about his ex, he was an asshole and you promised that he´d never see him again in his life, that you´d make him forget all about him.

You were proud to say you kept that promise to this day.

“I would never hurt him, I love him too much… I don´t want to see him so broken ever again, it was awful” you said, looking down on the sand. It hurt way too much, nobody deserved to be treated like that.

“You´re a good guy, I´m glad you´re with him now” Rei smiled at you, patting your shoulder lightly. “Ah, please… I´m not doing anything special” you told her bashfully, not really prepared for such compliments. “Mom, don´t hog my boyfriend” Touya pouted a bit and laid an arm around you, smiling brightly as he saw you two get along so well.

All of you played some beach volleyball together and had a lot of fun, talking and laughing, eating and drinking together. It felt like you were already part of the family, you never felt so welcome.

Touya kissed your forehead and smiled, engaging in another fun conversation with everyone else.

[amysgiantbees]

Head-cannons for me for MHA DND

Urarka is grey ace pan. She likes to perform cantrips or float a little to alleviate stress. Socialist, ACAB. Trains with Bakugo regularly, they’re very close friends. Her parents are poor builders. They live in the poor area of the city and do a lot of community and charity work. 

Kirishima is a trans man. Loves meat, particularly red meat. Big protein guy. A whole homosexual. He has two mothers, one is a gladiator, the other is a stay at home mom. He does yoga and meditation. Absolute golden retriever, mourning person. He cracks his knuckles when stressed. Always goes for a mourning run. He knows how to speak Bakugo so he knows when is or isn’t being a dick. 

Denki is nonbinary they/he, Bisexual. Denki loves flirting with people’s parents especially Bakugo’s. His parents are awful and resent him for being chosen by Kord as they are very stuffy, devout followers of him for years and never recieved similar attention. Dyslexic and ADHD - ticks ALL the boxes, like can pick up talents very quickly, like the lyre. Night owl, puts all his work off till night then sleeps till noon. Gets jitters and ticks when stressed. Massive flirt. No filter. Lack of self preservation. Would be a fantastic dancer if he didn’t overthink it so much. Was in Jiro’s band.  Lichtenberg figure. When he short circuits it’s numbing. He can’t think and his thoughts come slowly too him at best. He often ends up drooling. He can’t focus on his surroundings. Can’t feel anything so people can easily take advantage. Usually can only form enough thoughts to reassure people and put his thumbs up to show he’s okay. 

Sero is nonbinary, they/them. Demisexual panromantic. Skateboards exist just for Sero. He is from a large family. Two fathers, one mother. They’re part of a traveling commune. Sero is just sleepy, isn’t a morning or a night person. Best wingman, very observant. Very laidback. Rubs arm and elbow when stressed. His family are tattoo artists, did his elbow tattoos as his magic focusses before he left for high school. 

Whole Bakusquad are Kord fans. 

Mina is ace/aromantic. her parents are assassins' that specialize in poisonings. Night owl. Loves fashion, and visiting Bakugo’s parent’s store. Sensible one out of the Bakusquad. Bakugo is usually the brains behind their plans but she’s the primary authority on whether they go ahead. Kirishima tends to hesitate - look to others for advice, Sero hesitates too - wants to think it over and take his time, Denki just dives in on instinct - what feels right, Bakugo is impatient - does not hesitate at all and often doesn’t factor in people’s feelings. Mina is the perfect balance of everyone. Thinks it through, has good instincts, is brave, doesn’t need to ask but is open to suggestions. 

Aoyama is gay. He has IBS (Alcohol, chocolate, caffeinated beverages are potential culprits as are certain types of carbohydrate known as FODMAPs). He massages his face when he’s stressed. 

Tsuyu is ace and homoromantic. Her dad is a grung florist and her human mother is the accountant for the flower business. She has two little siblings, a twin brother and sister. 

Jiro is a sex positive ace bisexual. Jiro’s family are very popular travelling bards. Songwriters too, they’ve patented songs. Night owl. She plays with her hair when stressed. Plays instruments to relax. Can get stage fright. Likes to sing to calm down people after a monster attack, help people with both her talents. Loves her parents. 

Nejire Hado grew up as an orphan raised by the local temple of Sune. She has grown to have a stronger connection with Mystra now as she’s grown into her own person but she still loves and worships Sune. Nejire asks more questions than she answers. Gets over excited very easily. 

Bakugo is pansexual - he just likes them strong. His mother is half-orc and a model and fashion designer for her and her husband’s clothing business. It’s called Green with Envy. Masaru has terrible shyness when it comes to modeling. So all of their clothing is made to be gender neutral and Mitiski models everything for the flyers and posters. Totally has ADHD, impulsivity, avoids lengthy tasks, feels restless, can’t stay seated. Never drinks, this man treats his body like a temple, he has a bed time, morning person. Bakugo cracks his neck and joints when stressed. Can play drums, was in Jiro’s band.

Tokoyami is ace and grey aromantic. He can play the lyre, was in Jiro’s band. Dark Shadow likes to collect shiny things. He pets and talks to her her when stressed. He loves poetry and ballads. Often spends nights in taverns listening to dark songs. Writes his own poetry. Only his best friend Shoji and crush Aoyama get to read it though and even then it’s very reluctantly. 

Shoji is very nervous to date, very insecure. grey ace, panromantic. 

Ojiro is pan. Everyone likes to play with his tail when he grows it. He plays with it when stressed. 

Koda is ace and aromantic. Likes to hide, be somewhere small and confined when stressed. Terrified of bugs, but mostly just the crawly, scary ones. 

Sato is grey ace aromantic. Stress eats. Solves other peoples problems with food too. Giving gifts is his love language. 

Izuku is also pan he really likes them strong. His mother has a tiny cake shop in her house next door to Green with Envy. Night owl, anxious. ADHD - shows in impulsivity, distracted, very observant, fidgeting, can’t stay focused, talking excessively, interrupts, intrusive. He fidgets with his hands when nervous. Holds grudges and guilt trips when upset. can’t forgive himself, apologizes too much. Stubborn, doesn’t know when to give up. 

Heroes are gladiator esque. They have posters, dolls, figures, homemade wood carvings. They work as adventures but some are paid by the heroes commission to remain in one city and participate in gladiator battles (not to the death) too. 

All Might is currently ranked number 1 in the world by the hero commission and has permission to teleport anytime to other countries to help but is based in Faerun, Masfutu. 

Izuku and Bakugo try every year to win behind the scenes tickets to the coliseum. 

All Might is ace/aro. He’s always been naturally talented at picking up new skills - ADHD - and is thrown that he hasn’t quite taken so well to teaching. Struggled for a bit but is taking it seriously and putting in the work finally. 

Grand Torino and Recovery Girl are in love and they spend their dates hassling and messing with the Youth. 

Cementos is struggling with a divorce

Mic and Aizawa are married. They have been since a couple of years after school. Aizawa had a whole flamboyant, elaborate proposal planned for Mic, but the day he was going to propose Mic said “we should get married” while gazing lovingly in his eyes and Aizawa was so relieved. 

Mic is nonbinary trans he/they. Before he got married to Aizawa and teaching when they took a break from each other he was a world famous Bard. He sings in class and Aizawa has to always bang on the wall to get him to shut up when it gets to loud. 

Aizawa is trans and Shinso is son with an ex he jumped into a relationship with after he finished UA. He was never a “hero” in the coliseum, didn’t want the attention, he was a freelance adventurer for a little bit before becoming pregnant, then teaching. 

The reason Power Loader never wears a shirt is because he is a huge fashionista and he doesn’t want any of his clothes getting wrecked because he refuses to own no more ugly clothes than required. 

Ibara Shiozaki is straight. She’s from a whole family of temple worshippers. (Fantasy) bible before boys. 

Jurota Shishida is the lone survivor of a werewolf attack and an orphan. He lives at the school permanently. 

Iida is mostly straight. He swings his hands when stressed and musts his hair. plans everything. Morning person. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. 

Yaoyorozu is the local royalty. She has lead a VERY sheltered life. Never left the city except when directly teleporting to other fancy locations. Iida is very dedicated to her as his family is one of her family’s vassals. She rubs her chest when stressed. Absolute capitalist. Only knows how to ball dance and can play the piano. Was in Jiro’s High School band. Doesn’t get to do her own shopping a lot so loves to whenever she can. Loves spoiling people. Kind of naïve. 

Cementous and Exoplasm are the oldest teachers at UA and best friends. 

Shouto is a grey ace demiromatic gay man. He darts his eyes when nervous. He’s autistic. Knows how to ball dance.

Hawks is pan. He’s a workaholic so he’s up at the crack of dawn. Always seems laid back but is VERY observant. High alcohol tolerance. He plays with his feathers when nervous but is aware of this tell so tries to just do nothing and only does it if very stressed. Favourite food is birds, like chicken, as that’s hawks primary food. He has tetrachromats eyes so can see ultraviolet light. Female hawks are generally larger than males. Hawks prefer open habitats, like deserts or fields. Probably lives on the outskirt of the city, lots of windows. His preferred time to work is just before nightfall. He will likely only live to his 30s at most. He’s mostly based on red-tailed hawks. Perfectionist. Orphan, is the adopted child of the head of the commission. 

Shouto’s father is so desperate to find him and keep him because he knows that news of his reputation is vital. Enji is not royalty by blood but by marriage. He’s aware that if he doesn’t keep a tight leash on his family they could ruin his reputation as he’s human (mostly) and the rest are half-elves. So they’ll all outlive him. He’s already lost Touya so he’s desperate to as discreetly as possible find Shouto. Momo is helping him run away and hide out and paying for his school tuition. Enji was at first a hero like All Might until he managed to secure his marriage with Rei. He’s very aware that there’s only so much he can control his reputation as his whole family will outlive him. So will he redeem himself or double down? 

Dabi is the League’s reluctant big brother. Likes to mess around with Toga most of all, she reminds him of his little siblings. 

Vlad King is one of the founders of UA and is over 100 years old. 

* These are purely notes for myself for a dnd game coming up for myself which is why I’ve nicked ideas from tiktoker lia_faye. 

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Family Feud

Shigadabi week day 2

Ao3 Link

Summary:  Family is complicated. Add heroes, pity and romance, and you got yourself a new type of drama.

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Ugly / Horror / Family

The hero community was a mess of gossips and rumours and drama. And the best one who left everybody reeling was the rivalry between the Todoroki and Shimura family. Or more specifically, between Kotaro and Enji.

It all started when they met at a Charity Gala. The Nana project was a not-lucrative organization made by the late Nana's Shimura son, Kotaro. By the time for the Gala, the project was rather new, but it easy got attention from the hero community as well as the press. The organization's objective was to help the families of pro-heroes. Their motto was 'if heroes are helping us, then who will help them?'. It had easily gathered a following. And as the number two hero and 'family man', Endeavor had to attend, along with his wife and sons and daughter. What he didn't know or expect was Kotaro's own hatred towards heroes.

It was weird, but the man that helped the family of heroes hated heroes more than villains did. He didn't like villains either, but it was a shock to most, especially, his hate towards All Might. Apparently, the first time he presented his idea to him, Might Tower being one of his first associates, he blackmailed the hero into donating a lot of money. Endeavour had gone with the hope of finding another ally in his hate towards the number one hero. Instead, he found a man who was more than able to see his image as a family man was fake and that the family situation was not the best.

The Gala was spent with Enji trying to prove Kotaro wrong. He gushed about his family, held baby Shouto and even booked a therapy session with one of the psychiatrists in the Gala. Rei was shocked, but strangely looking forward to this new change her husband was going through. Same as Fuyumi and Natsuo. But his eight-year-old son though, wasn't as convinced. Touya had seen the worst of his father recently. The training he put him through was painful and he didn't believe for a second his father was trying to change. Who changed to spite somebody? He was also a bored eight-year-old at a grown-up party. The moment Fuyumi and Natsuo fell asleep, he was out of people to play with. His father tried to show him off to the other guests, but when he heard Enji calling for him, he slipped away from the main hall of the Gala.

He ran through different hallways, feeling his father right behind him. In one of these hallways, he came across a door open and swiftly ran inside, closing the door behind him. He waited with his ear pressed against the door until the heavy footsteps of his dad vanished. Sighing in relief, he separated from the door and took a better look at the room he entered. There was a small couch and a table with a coffee pot. The Nana Shimura project was still new, so they didn't have a main office yet. The Gala was taking place in a 5-star hotel, so this must be a staff room. As he walked to the couch, he noticed a small head peeking from behind it. When the owner of the head noticed he was spotted, he squeaked and went back down. The person hiding was small, so Touya was sure he was a kid. He had grey-blue hair, red eyes and was wearing a weird type of fingerless-gloves except for two fingers.

"Hi, I'm Touya," he says with a small wave. "Why are you here alone?" he asks as the head starts to slowly come out of hiding.

"I- I don't like it over there..." the mophead whispered.

Once he was fully out, Touya noticed he was wearing a fancy suit and was holding something in his hands. The kid was still trying to hide, and his hair covered part of his face. It didn't work though. Touya could see his scarred and scratched lips and the little mole next to it. It was kind of cute.

"Um... what's that?" he asked, staring at the device in his red-gloved hand.

"A- a game I was playing with..." the kid says and sits in the farthest corner on the couch.

"Can I watch? It's boring upstairs..." the guy stares for a while before nodding quietly. Touya sits next to him and watches as he plays a racing game. "Hey what's your name? You already know mine," he asks after seeing him play a couple of times.

"Tenko,"

"Hi Tenko, nice to meet you," he gives him a small smile and Tenko's cheeks turn pink.

They stayed there for an hour or two until Touya's mom came into the room. His dad had tried to find him, but gave up when he noticed the boy was hiding for him. Rei came looking for him when her husband and the head of the Shimura family started debating who had the better family. It was Nao Shimura who told her about the only room that wasn't locked, where her son was.

"Mom?"

"Come on, honey, your father is getting worried," she tells him and extends her hand for him to take it.

"Likely story," he grumbles under his breath and get down from the sofa. "Bye, Tenko," he waves goodbye at the boy when he takes his mother's hand.

"Bye, Touya," the boy waves back.

Rei and Touya walked hand in hand back to the Gala. When they arrived next to Enji, not a second went by before Endeavour picked up his son and sat him on his shoulder. He had both youngest and eldest sons, each on one shoulder, and was in a staring contest with Kotaro, who had his daughter on one hand. The two were locked in a silent battle as few heroes who were in the conversation, looked around uncomfortable.

"This is my eldest, Touya. He is one of my prides and joys. And he has the quirk of a hero," Enji says buffing his chest and then turning to him. "Show them, son, like we practised," he orders him.

Touya obeys, sticking out his hands and letting off the biggest flame he could without it hurting. The pros around all gasp, awe and compliment him on his quirk and it's hero potential. It makes Touya smile, and his chest swells with pride with the comments.

Kotaro quickly turns to his wife and tell her to bring their son here before presenting his daughter. "This is Hana. She is the smartest of her class and has my mother's quirk. Show them, darling," the girl in pigtails looks around confused at first. She then shrugs and scrunches up her face in concentration. Suddenly, her feet aren't touching the floor anymore. She floated for a few seconds before she dropped to the ground again and did a little bow.

The pros complimented her too, and then Nao comes back with a boy on her arms. The same boy Touya met at the other room. He is shying away from everyone, squeezing his face against his mom's shoulder. Kotaro takes him from her and places him by his side, Hana taking his hand in comfort.

"This is Tenko, my son," Kotaro introduces him and takes a pair of goggles off a hero near him. "Tenko, why don't you show the pros your quirk," he tells him and shows him the goggles. The boy starts to hyperventilate and look around scared. His sister takes his hands, and he calms down before he takes off one of his gloves. With his gloveless hand, he takes the goggles from his father and everybody gasps as they see the object crumble into ash.

"Well, that is certainly an interesting quirk," Endeavour smirks after everybody praises the young boy. "Does anybody in your family have a quirk like that?"

"No, it's a mutation," Kotaro says back. "But, I understand why you would jump to such conclusions. I bet your wife wishes to be with somebody else instead of you..."

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"Alright, here is the battle-plan," Enji orders as he and his family get driven to the fundraiser The Nana Project was doing that night. They are all decked to the 10, with Rei, Natsuo and Fuyumi using blue formal-wear with red details and Enji, Touya and Shouto using their Hero uniforms.

"Natsuo, you remind everybody that you got a scholarship and that you will become the best hero doctor," he tells his middle son.

"Dad, I don't know if I'm going to be a hero doct-" the albino tries to tell him, but is ignored.

"Shouto, you tell everyone about your time in UA and how you won the Sports Festival," he addresses his youngest son, who only slurps on his drink.

"Rei," he re-direct to the ice woman.

"I will tell everyone what a good father and husband you are and how you are the best hero," his wife says, repeating Enji's order by heart.

"Good, and Fuyumi and Touya, you'll keep an eye on those Shimura siblings," he seethes at his oldest pair of kids. Fuyumi nods kindly, and Touya moans.

"I should have taken that extra shift with Eraser," he complains and leans over his baby brother.

They arrive at the place without a problem and get a warm welcome by the Shimura's. Rei and Nao get into a friendly conversation while Kotaro and Enji get trapped in glare-down as they shake hands. Natsuo and Shouto, once they say their hellos, go to the food trays, and Fuyumi and Touya stay with Hana and Tenko.

"Hey, Yumi-chan, goes it going?" Hana asks.

"Great, Hana-chan, I have a new student from America, his dad is a model," Fuyumi tells her.

The reality of the Shimura-Todoroki rivalry was more centred into the fathers of the families. Ever since the feud had started, Endeavour and Kotaro had pegged their eldest against one-another. With Fuyumi going against Hana and Touya against Tenko. For example, when Touya got into the hero course at UA and Fuyumi into General Education, Hana and Tenko went to the business course. It had not gone the way they wanted it to, though. Their kids, instead of seeing the other pair as the enemy or bitter rivals, got along well and only kept the pretences that they hated each other when their parents were around.

"Fuyumi, why don't you tell the Shimura's about your work as a teacher and how you are leading the next generation on a better path," suddenly Enji and Kotaro enter the conversation.

"Hana, tell Todoroki about how you graduated from law school and plan to follow on your fathers' footstep," the two women groan as their fathers get carried away.

"Hey, can I keep an eye on you over the bar?" Touya whispers to Tenko.

"I have liquor in my office, can you do it from there?" the younger man whispers back.

Touya says yes, and they both turn the way and leave. They walk through hallways and get into the elevator in peace. Once the doors shut, they collide into each other in a mess of limbs and tongues. Touya pushes Tenko to the wall as his hands find a place in his hip and hair. Tenko is trying to pull him closer by the lapels of his hero coat and pressing his knee against the others crotch. They only separate when there is a ding and the doors open again. Their clothes were ruffled, their lips were swollen and Tenko's hair, which was collected in a small pony-tail, was dishevelled.

The two continue walking and go to the door marked with the youngest's name. Unlike their sisters, who were friends and nothing more, the two boys were much more than friends. After their first meeting, the boys had instantly become friends, despite their age difference. The two especially got closer on Touya's last year at UA and Tenko's first. After that they fell for one another. But neither did anything until Tenko's graduation and 18th birthday. Touya took care of the younger male as he got wasted and ended up kissing in the car in front of the Shimura's household. They tried to keep their relationship a secret at first, not wanting to deal with any sort of lecture their fathers might have for them on 'dating the enemy'.  Or worse, using their relationship to for their own selfish gain.

That being said, they didn't hide it very well...

The first one to find out was Tenko's sister, Hana. When Tomura went to college, the two siblings shared an apartment. It was cheaper this way, and they were already accustomed to the other, having lived their entires lives together. The only difference was that while they were both doing a Business mayor, Tenko had an art minor and Hana a journalism minor. So, some evenings, Tenko would have the entire apartment for himself. It was in one of these occasions, one evening when a villain attack made their classes be cancelled, that she found out. She just walked into her apartment to find her baby brother and the hero Dabi kissing in the living room. Although she was shocked at first, she was happy for her brother. She knew he had feeling for the red-head and was thrilled to know, his feelings were returned.

She wasn't as happy though when her father heard rumours about the Hero Dabi being spotted near their apartment, and she got questioned about her relationship status. Which EW. But she kept the secret.

The next one was Natsuo. Touya and Tenko decided to go away for a weekend one summer to the beach, renting a hut on the coast. Natsuo, who didn't want to spend all of summer vacation with his parents, dropped by unannounced. The albino walked in the middle of a romantic dinner, and they had to explain everything to the guy. Natsuo was happy about their relationship. A little too happy maybe. Touya had to kick him out to get back on their time alone and give him money for a bus ride back home.

Which was how the next person learned about them, Touya's mom, Rei. Natsuo, in all his himbo glory, told their mom the second he saw her. Natsuo tried to explain himself, saying it was an accident, but Touya was too busy killing him to listen. Even if Natsuo was taller than him and bigger compared to his lanky frame, Touya was still the eldest and knew a lot of ways to keep his authority. His mom though, congratulated him. She told him she wanted him to be happy. They did have a lovely dinner at his place where they also told Tenko's mom. She was the fourth person to find out and the first person they actually told the secret.

The next person, or people really, who found out were Fuyumi and Hawks. It was after another fundraiser of the Nana Project taking place in a hotel in another city. Many heroes had attended, one of those being Hawks. He and Fuyumi had talked all night and decided to get to know each other better on the privacy of Hawks room. Too bad that room happened to be the one exactly next Tenko's. A room who Touya and Tenko were stepping out of in that exact moment. There was an awkward tension for a few seconds before the two siblings agreed to leave the discussion for later. Each couple went their way, and on the morning, the eldest Todoroki siblings talked about what they saw that night. It ended well though, with them swearing secrecy and her congratulating him on finding someone who made him happy.

(He also had a conversation with Hawks, he would love to reget. The chicken interrupted one of his patrols, pissing off Aizawa, who then gave him extra paperwork.

"So... About that night. You didn't... tell your dad, right?"

"Hawks, Fuyumi is an intelligent and responsible woman who can make her own decisions. If she want to have a one-night stand with you, she is free to do it without me or our old-man going ballistic about it,"

"Oh, great- Wait, what you do mean with 'One-night stand'?"

"Hawks, you're not sisters type, I don't think she'll call you anytime soon,"

"Why not!? I could be her type!"

"My sister dates nerds, you are a flying chicken nugget,")

The last one to know had been Shouto. Their parents were out of town and with Fuyumi busy with grading homework and Natsuo getting fucked by finals, Touya looked after the little candy cane. However, that didn't mean he and Tenko couldn't spend time together. If anything, this was a great opportunity. A way for him to give the middle finger to his old man and be with Tenko under his roof. Until one morning when Shouto found Tenko in their house. That morning, as he made breakfast, his brother came into the room and told him he couldn't find part of his uniform. Touya sent him away, telling him to look harder, and when he came back, he hadn't found the item yet, but he had seen Tenko. It took him a little bit, but in the end, the two brothers came to a deal beneficial enough for both parties. Shouto wouldn't say anything to their old-man and Touya, when the time came, would offer a personal internship with him. The older sibling could almost swear the kid just wanted to spend more time with him, since they didn't hang out as much since he moved to his own apartment. But he was not going to tell the kid that and waste an easy deal. Shouto was happy either way, though he did make fun of his brother by asking Tenko what he saw in him and that he could do better.

The two young men had been together for four years now and wanted to move forward in their relationship. To get straight to the point, Touya wanted Tenko to live with him. He was almost done with college, graduating at the end of this semester and even if he would still work with his dad just like Hana was, he wanted to wake up every morning to his adorable mophead. However, that meant telling their fathers. And while they had done a pretty good job of hiding from them so far, they didn't think they would be able to hide who they were living with from them.

"I do want to move in with you... But how are we going to tell them?" Tenko says as they try to look presentable again after their make-out.

"Well, we could follow Fuyu's advice," Touya says and takes his gloved hand. "We do it directly, honestly and in a public place, so they don't throw a fit," Tenko chuckle and Touya caresses his cheek gently. "It's going to be fine, we are adults, right?"

"Yeah, we are..." the younger one agrees and leans in.

The two kiss softly, and for a moment, they are filled with hope. Their fathers might take a while to come to peace with it, but they'll survive. They are together, and that was the only thing that mattered. Only them. By each other side.

Then, the door opened with a slam.

Their fathers with looks of horror in their eyes stared at their sex-messed appearance from the doorway. "Well, I guess that's one way to tell them..."

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The reason the two fathers of the family had been in Tenko's office was because Kotaro wanted to show off to Enji both his kids' new offices. They started with Hana's office and then moved on to his son's. It was a good thing they did, though. If they started with his office, they would have come into a worse sight than they did. But once the shock from the find had passed, both called a family meeting. The Todoroki's and the Shimura's ended in one of the conference rooms, with Enji and Kotaro going off about trust and betrayal, sometimes shoving jabs about one another. The couple was sitting on the other end of the conference table. The rest of the family on each side. Todoroki's on the left and Shimura's on the right. The two male adults were so lost in their banter, they didn't notice Tenko whisper something in Touya's ear before the red-head noded determined.

"Your sibling would never do something so horrendous! So traito-" Enji was saying, his face flaming hot, but got interrupted.

"Well, I wouldn't say that..." Touya intervened and pointed to one of his siblings. "Shouto doesn't want to go on an internship with you, he asked me for one," he says.

"What!?" Enji exclaims, his face angry and sad at the same time.

"Nii-san!"

Touya, as an Underground Hero, was very good at gathering information. He normally used it against organized crime syndicates or villains. But if he was going down, so were they. "And Natsuo had a pregnancy scare with his girlfriend," he moves to his other brother.

"Dude!"

"And Fuyumi slept with one of your co-workers, Hawks," he finishes and watches as his old-man falls to his chair defeated.

Kotaro lowly chuckles next to him, amused by the situation. "Endeavour, it's alright," he mocks the hero. "You're just not as a devoted father as you thought you were-"

"You're not either," Tenko interrupts this time. "Did you know Hana has a tattoo?" his father gasps.

"Tenko!"

"Or that she meets weekly with All Might and Gran Torino?" another horror gasp.

"Tenko!"

The couple had opened Pandora's Box. And with that, chaos ruled over the room as the people inside blamed the other for something. In all the commotion, they failed to notice the couple slip away from the room. They head towards the elevator.

"Uber should be here in five minutes," Tenko says as they can hear the shouting and fighting from the conference room.

"Family reunions are going to be fun from now on," Touya chuckles as he drops his arm over his boyfriend's shoulders.

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hawksweek2020 - Day 3: Crossover

@hawksweek2020 ___ Phoenix Drifting (or: it’s Pacific Rim time, my dudes) „I just don’t think this is a good idea.” Toshinori Yagi looked tired. That was really the only adjective needed to describe the man, and maybe the only one that was appropriate. Gone was the hero millions of people had watched on tv and cheered on. There was only this skeleton of a man who looked like a stiff breeze could knock him over.  “How will we know if we don’t give it a try?” said Keigo’s handler, calm and rational as always.  Yagi just shook his head with a long, drawn-out sigh. “I’ve drifted with Enji enough times to know what he’s like. And I can only assume it would be even more difficult now, after…” He trailed off, but no one in the room actually needed him to finish the sentence. “Assigning him a new recruit as a partner, and someone he’s never even met?”

But they had met, Keigo almost wanted to protest. He bit his tongue on the basis that there was no way Enji Todoroki would ever even remember the tiny brat he’d saved that day. Or that he’d recognize the young man he’d grown into.  “The alternative would be him drifting with his son, you are aware of that?” the commission president pointed out, one perfectly shaped brow raised. Keigo sometimes wondered when she found time to do that. The world was sort of ending every couple weeks, and yet there were people who would just… sit down and have their eyebrows plucked.  “Natsuo is a medic. He’s not a pilot,” Kayama said from where she was leaning forward on crossed arms, a tiny crease between her eyes.  Keigo’s handler paused. “Oh, no. I’m talking about Shouto.”  “Absolutely not.” It was the first time Aizawa had spoken since they’d opened this discussion. Keigo had been sure the man had dozed off at some point, but apparently, he’d been listening the entire time. Stupid, of course he had been. Never underestimate people, especially those that you know are skilled.  “We’re not putting a kid in a Jaeger. He’d be ready, skill-wise, but he’s still a teenager.”  “Todoroki specifically requested for his son to be partnered up with him,” the president said, unmoved. “He’s been training for this purpose alone. If Takami doesn’t work out, Shouto would be our fallback plan.”  Aizawa’s glare was terrifying enough that Keigo wouldn’t have been surprised if someone was about to drop dead. “Takami’s barely more than a kid himself!” He gestured at Keigo, who couldn’t help but straighten up, making a low noise of offense in his throat. “I’m old enough to fight! I’m old enough to drift. My simulator scores are better than All Might’s ever were. I’m ready.”  Aizawa scoffed. “Simulator scores hold nothing against a real fight, kid.” Though his glare wasn’t as prominent looking directly at Keigo. Seemed like his anger was directed at the commission. Which, understandable and Keigo could relate. But they knew what they were doing. He’d been trained for only this since he’d been a tiny kid. He knew he could do this.  “They might not even be compatible,” Yagi said, almost placating, “Maybe we’re arguing for nothing. You know what Enji is like. Him and Takami don’t seem like a very good matchup at first glance.”  “Enji wasn’t a good matchup with Touya, either, but he pushed through anyway. And look what happened,” Aizawa replied darkly. There was a ripple of tension, and then the dark-haired pilot stood from his chair. “It’s not like we can stop you from doing what you want anyway. I’m just putting it on the record that I was against this.” He paused. “No offense, kid.” And stalked off.  Keigo didn’t… think he was offended. Was he?

__ The thing was, despite spending the majority of his life training to be the perfect Jaeger pilot, despite having honed his reflexes and his tactical thinking and his ability to make split-second decisions, Keigo had never actually seen a Jaeger up close. When he’d been saved by Enji Todoroki – callsign “Endeavor” – as a child, that had been before the Jaeger program had really been a thing. Or at least not in the public eye. No, Enji Todoroki had been a special ops agent at the time he’d blown the criminal operation Keigo’s parents had been a part of, and his fame had only come about a year later when the first Jaeger – Golden Inferno – had been revealed. Keigo had known from that moment on that he wanted to be a pilot, and he’d worked hard to get to his goal, until he’d been picked up by the commission’s scouts when he’d been eight years old.

So, no experience with real Jaegers. Only the training facility and the simulations.  He really, really couldn’t be blamed for sneaking up onto the walkway to take a look. Surely with all the young recruits living here, this was something that happened regularly. Why shouldn’t Keigo be allowed to do the same? He was about to step into one of these soon enough, if he proved to be compatible with Endeavor.  There was currently only one active Jaeger in this Shatterdome, along with two more being kept ready for pilots. They desperately needed another team out there to help against the kaiju attacks that had just been stacking up, and that was why Keigo was here.  He felt… kind of inadequate for the task next to the Jaegers though. They were so much bigger than he’d been able to even imagine.  Even stood on the walkway, at eye level, Keigo was suddenly and entirely aware of how tiny he was. How tiny he was compared to one of the kaiju, too. Actually piloting a Jaeger had to be quite something if it made you feel strong enough to take on those monsters.  “Do you have authorization to be here?” That voice… Keigo turned his head with an easy smile, and threw a lazy salute at the man who technically outranked him. For now. And, hey, even if they teamed up, Endeavor would always have seniority over him.  “No, sir, but that’ll change come tomorrow,” he chirped, dropping his hand again. Endeavor was frowning at him, but as far as Keigo could tell, he was always frowning. “… Takami, right?”  Keigo nodded, wondering if Endeavor remembered his parents at all, or if that had just been one case in a long line of forgettable ones.  If he did remember, Endeavor wasn’t showing any signs of it. Instead, he stepped up beside Keigo, leaning his arms onto the railing of the walkway as he peered up at the Jaeger in front of them. This one was a newer model, the finishing touches were still being worked out, and the colors were muted and grey. Keigo thought she would look beautiful in red and gold.  “Do you trust yourself to handle her?” Endeavor asked after a moment. Blunt and to the point. Keigo kind of appreciated that.  “I’m a quick learner, and a great pilot,” he replied, “And I’ll have an experienced partner to show me the ropes.”  Endeavor turned his steely eyes on him. “I’m not here to pick up your slack.”  Keigo raised his hands in a placating gesture. “Oh, I promise you won’t have to! I know what’s at stake here, and I’m ready.”  That got him a nod. Endeavor turned back to the Jaeger. “… she has booster jets on her back, and she was built lighter than any previous models. She’ll be the first Jaeger with the ability to fly.”  Keigo had heard that much. He knew it’d be more of a hover, but that they were working on full flight and would be modifying her when there were no immediate fights to be won. He leaned his elbow on the railing and rested his head on his palm. “Got any name ideas yet?”  Endeavor was silent for a while. Maybe he didn’t care for frivolous things like names. He seemed entirely stoic, just like on tv, and in the one memory Keigo had of meeting him. “… Phoenix,” Endeavor finally said, voice quiet but still clearly audible in the relative quiet of the hangar this late.  “I…” Keigo loved it. It was perfect. He could already imagine the accents of red in an almost feather like pattern, and the Jaeger had flames, too, because it had been built with Endeavor’s preferred fighting style in mind. “… Rising Phoenix?” he suggested.  He could feel Endeavor’s eyes on his face, scrutinizing, but he was too busy staring up at their baby. “… if you can keep up with me in the drift, we can name her that.”  “Oh, them be fightin’ words,” Keigo murmured, and he couldn’t help but smirk. __ Their compatibility was evaluated within a single fight the next day. As soon as Keigo went in for his first blow, he could almost physically sense something connecting them. As fast as he was, Endeavor blocked every single one of his attacks as if he’d known exactly where Keigo was going to move.  And in turn, Keigo managed to dodge every one of his opponent’s slower, more forceful blows. It wasn’t like sparring with other recruits, or with his trainers. It was… lighter, like his mind didn’t have to be constantly running, his thoughts fading to a pleasant humming in the background.  When they parted, Endeavor was smiling.  Keigo returned his expression.  And they were deemed ready to drift only an hour after that.

__ They had an audience, Keigo knew. Everyone was anticipating a successful drift, and everyone was worried what would happen if it didn’t work out. No pressure. Keigo felt good about this, about himself. They could do this. Right? It didn’t matter that Endeavor had so many years on him, that he’d lived through what had happened to his first and second co-pilot, that their traumatic memories were probably about to mix up and create an incredibly explosive cocktail… Keigo took a breath and exhaled slowly.  He needed to focus on his surroundings. The feeling of the suit against his skin, the lights of the cockpit, the voices in his ear.  “Takami.”  Keigo jerked his head over towards Endeavor, who was standing calm and seemingly ready for the challenge ahead. “Yeah?”  Endeavor frowned at him. “Don’t think too much. It’ll only distract me.”  “Roger that,” Keigo murmured. Because that was so easy. Damn, what if this didn’t go right? Then they would lose so much more time trying to find a suitable copilot for Endeavor, and one for Keigo, too. This needed to work. It had to.  “Initiating neural handshake,” said a voice that Keigo was too nervous to assign to any one of the people he’d just met yesterday. “3…2…1.”  He was standing over an empty hospital bed, the sheets still mussed up from the body that had been in it only minutes ago. “It was my fault,” he murmured, fists clenched at his sides. A hand touched his shoulder. “Enji…” He whipped around and glared down at Rei, and she shrunk back from the look on his face.  He was twelve years old and had just broken a bone for the first time. He lay on the mat in the training hall, trying desperately not to cry as he clutched his arm. “We’re not finished, Hawks,” said the trainer coolly, “You won’t be able to take breaks when you’re in a Jaeger. You’ll have to keep fighting with broken bones. Now, get up and use your other arm.”  He was holding onto a gun, heavy and comforting in his hands, and leading his men down a darkened corridor.  He was in his bedroom with his father sneering down at him. “I know you’ve been stealing from me, little brat. Using my own teachings against me, are you?”  He gave his men a hand sign to swarm out as he pushed through the next door on his own.  He cowered from his father’s wrath, tiny body shaking. “N-no! No, I haven’t! I haven’t!” He’d taken food, but that wasn’t… he’d needed it so bad… he’d been so hungry… “D-Dad, please, I promise, please don’t-“  “Dad, please!” Touya was backing away from him with tears in his eyes and bruises on his face. “I’m tired, it hurts. Can we stop now? Can we please stop?”  “Don’t hurt me!”  “You promised we could stop if I did well in this one!”  “… losing connection…” “… unstable…” “… rabbit…”  Touya went up in flames before his very eyes, the entire cockpit was on fire, and he was burning, too, but he didn’t even feel it in his desperate attempt to rip himself away from the controls and get to his son. “Dad!”  The door to his bedroom was kicked open, splinters of wood sent flying as a broad man dressed in black pushed his way inside. “Step away from the child.”  He looked down at the little boy curled up on the ground, trying to make himself small. God, he looked so much like Touya like this, so scared. Enji looked back up at the man he’d come here for. At Takami.  Keigo looked up at his savior, at the gun in his hands. He scrambled to his feet and hit behind the stranger’s legs, clinging to him as if he was bound to disappear any moment.  Enji’s grip on the gun was unwavering.  “Don’t let him hurt me… please don’t let him,” Keigo whimpered.  “I won’t,” Enji replied.  Keigo held on tighter.  “… stabilizing…” “… fuck, that was close.”  The vividness of the memory began to fade, only bits and pieces fluttering through their joined minds now.  Seeing the man who had saved him on tv. Forming the word ‘Endeavor’ on his lips for the first time, in awe. Shouto, two years old, putting another block on his tower and clapping his hands. Walking into his new home at the Commission headquarters for the first time. Being given his uniform. Toshinori smiling at him at they stood in front of ‘Golden Inferno’ together for the first time. Toshinori on the floor and coughing up blood. His mom yelling at his dad’s friends, pointing a gun at whichever one moved closer to her. Holding Rei’s hand in the park. Passing his first piloting test with flying colors. Fuyumi’s awe as she saw his Jaeger the first time. The name ‘Hawks’ given to him by another recruit. Burn scars running along his body, but none hurt as bad as knowing Touya was gone. Pickpocketing strangers on the street and trying to buy food with the money before he was expected back. Giving Natsuo a piggyback ride. Shooting a gun in the training range. Facing down a kaiju with his partner at his side.  Keigo raised his hand. Enji did the same. They brought their fists together.  “Neural handshake initiated.”  The memories stopped. The connection flowed freely between them, almost like a lazy stream of consciousness.  Keigo gave Enji a playful, mental nudge. Enji huffed on his side of the cockpit.  “Let’s show these kaiju who’s boss, eh?” Keigo asked, both with his mind and out loud.  He could feel determination, and amusement, and relief. “I’ll show you how it’s done.” Hawks, Enji thought, I won’t let you down.  Keigo… Hawks smiled and leaned into their connection, allowing himself to feel the exhilaration of it all. “We’re gonna kick some ass.”  He mimicked an explosion with his fist, and Rising Phoenix did the same.

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So....I'm literally in love with your rei&lov stuff and wanted to ask if you're still taking scenario suggestions? In case you do; how about dabihawks, in which dabi figures out/always knew that hawks is actually a spy but convinces hawks to actually become a villain? Or literally any hawks&shouto interaction in which they talk for some reason(internship?) And bc of that hawks figures out that dabi=touya and endevour=horrible and has kinda a breakdown? (Bonus points of shouto already knew) Thx

First of all, thank you so much! I’m definitely still taking requests- sorry this one took a while to post, but I’ve been in finals this past week and things have been hectic. Second, I’m going to have to apologize in advance because I saw all of your awesome suggestions here and instead of tackling this like any sane person would by choosing one thing to write about, I decided to write all of them in one request… So in other words, this sucker is LONG. Anyway, without further ado, enjoy the piece!

[REQUESTED] DABIHAWKS: DARK SIDE

- All it takes is one boy being saved for everything to go absolutely batshit crazy.

- Keigo “Hawks” Takami is a cunning man, ruthless when it comes to intelligence, speed, determination. He’s been trained- raised his whole life to be the personification of the perfect working hero: instinctive, quick, capable of wearing as many masks as it takes to get the job done and hiding all of that deadly capability behind a warm, smiling face that keeps him the darling of the public eye. 

- And yet, despite his wit, despite his impeccable skill for analysis, despite every sign that should have given him a few warning bells about this situation, Hawks had stumbled in completely blind. Nothing could’ve prepared him for this.

- It had started off as nothing more than a basic street brawl. Hawks had taken the day to patrol with Enji and Shouto, the young man having returned to his father’s agency for his internship. In fact, it was mostly because of Shouto that Hawks had decided to head out with Endeavor in the first place- he was curious about the youngest Todoroki. The boy already had a pretty impressive reputation regardless of the fact that he hadn’t yet gone pro, and Hawks was curious to see whether or not he would hold up in person.

- So when they’d gotten the call that there was a robbery four blocks away and that a fight had broken out in the square, he hadn’t given two thoughts about it, really. Hell, the kid had faced off against the League shortly after entering his first year and come out without a scratch. He could take a couple amateur thugs no problem.

- And at first, things actually go really well. Shouto’s got some serious skill, and it doesn’t take long for them to get the situation sorted out-

- That is, at least, until a few familiar faces show up.

- Hawks swears he’s going to kick Dabi’s ass into next week when he, Toga, Compress and Twice all round the corner and straight into the whole mess. Like, it’s bad enough that now he’s going to have to put up a fight with them, but for fuck’s sake the last thing he needs is to be gearing up to face them while also trying to put on a nonchalant expression as Toga starts laughing her ass off at the sight of him being there.

- So of course shit goes sideways and a second fight breaks out. Hawks has never been more thankful of Twice, because the man just keeps sending clone after clone his way and it’s keeping him busy enough that he doesn’t have to throw punches at any of the others. After all, the League had just started warming up to him, and he really doesn’t want to be sending anybody home packing black eyes on his account.

- But that also leaves three villains against two Todorokis, and while that still shouldn’t be a problem, it turns out to be.

- In hindsight knowing what he’d come to learn much later, maybe it was the way Endeavor barked the boy’s name. Maybe it was how he’d whipped around so suddenly the flames on his body guttered and flared. Maybe it was even just the simple matter of having his arm raised when he turned.

- Either way, whatever he’d been going to tell his youngest child goes unsaid, be it advice or otherwise.

- All Hawks knows is that it takes a full two seconds for Endeavour to shout his son’s name, to wheel around to face him, arm still rigid above his head from the last burst of flame he’d sent at Compress, hand exploding into a raging blaze once more- and then Dabi is fucking sprinting.

- And at first, Hawks almost goes after him because it seems like the fire-user is about to take out Shouto and quite frankly, it didn’t matter who you are: going after a child is a low blow, plain and simple.

- So when he dispatches Twice’s next clone in a messy hurry and moves to follow, he’s stopped dead in his tracks by a display he never thought he’d witness: the patchwork villain yelling “Sho!” so loudly his voice cracks before quite literally hauling the young hero behind him and bracing his free arm in front of them both in a gesture that is so inherently and naturally defensive it makes Hawks pause.

- Half a second later, there’s an explosion of blue fire so fierce and bright that it’s damn near blinding. It takes a few moments for the winged hero to blink the light from his eyes, but when he manages to do so, it is only to take in the sight of three faces equally painted in horror.

- And here’s the thing; Hawks expects some kind of reaction from Shouto, so the fact that he’s still stunned and unmoving behind this villain isn’t exactly a surprise. Hell, he expects a reaction from Dabi too, because that degree of defensiveness, that scale of fire, the sheer desperation in his movements seconds before the explosive blast- it’s so unlike him, especially over some hero’s son?

- But it’s when Enji Todoroki blanches just as pale as the other two, eyes wide as Shouto’s, hands shaking like Dabi’s, that Hawks feels an uncomfortable clench in his gut. That feeling persists, too, as the fighting stops around them, and everything falls into silence, ashes falling down around them like snow. It’s the first time that Hawks has noticed that the walls of the surrounding buildings have been scorched black from the heat, smoke still rising in the air. 

- There’s blood leaking down Dabi’s face, his arms, past his burnt jacket sleeves and the collar of his shirt. He’s in pain, Hawks can tell, even from where he’s standing. That move took a lot out of him- 

- But there’s also no way he wouldn’t have known that before doing it, and that raises more than a few questions.

- All three men look like they’re reliving some kind of flashback, some kind of memory or unanimous nightmare. It’s Shouto who speaks first, voice wavering, and even then it’s only one word, indistinguishable from their current distance- but it’s enough to snap Dabi out of whatever reverie he’s in and cause him to snarl and bolt.

- Nobody goes after him, not even Endeavor, and in seconds the patchwork man is gone, lost to the shadows and alleys. Being realistic, it would take Hawks less than a minute to soar up above the buildings and scout him down, demand some answers, but Twice is quicker to the punch.

“Let us handle this for now- you can take of him later, I’m not handling his broody side.”

- The rest of the League is in the process of disappearing as well as Hawks makes his way up to the pair of still shell-shocked heroes, quirking an eyebrow and tugging at a few feathers that got bent in his fight.

- “You want to tell me what that was all about? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

- The hard glint in Enji’s eye as he glances at him and then spins around on his heel without a word, walking in the opposite direction is all the confirmation he needs to know that maybe they have.

- Days pass. It had been hard enough not asking questions for the rest of their patrol but when, four days later, Endeavor still won’t give him the time of day and Dabi won’t respond to any of his texts and calls, Hawks has had about enough.

- Aizawa’s not exactly thrilled about the Number Two hero calling in to ask if he can take part of the morning to talk to Todoroki about some of the events of their last patrol, but he presses that it’s important, and Aizawa eventually gives in on the grounds that it’s safer for them to talk at the school about mission work than anywhere else, really.

- And that’s how he and the dual-quirked boy end up facing one another over cold coffee in the otherwise vacant teacher’s lounge, Shouto guarded as ever, and Hawks feeling a bit nervous despite the circumstances. Truth being told, he isn’t sure what he’s looking to find here, exactly, but the whole situation has been burning a hole in his stomach for half a week, and something about it really isn’t sitting right.

- “…This is about the whole… Incident with him, isn’t it?” Todoroki asks eventually, tone flat, and Hawks has to admit that he’s chosen some interesting phrasing.

- “Pretty much, yeah,” Hawks scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, unsure where to even start. The whole thing seems pretty absurd. The youngest Todoroki hums and sips at his cold coffee, the light rippling of the liquid being the only thing betraying the slight tremour of his hands.

- “If you have questions, why not ask him instead?” Hawks immediately wrinkles his nose at that.

- “Who, Endeavor? Something tells me he wouldn’t be the most willing audie-”

- “Not Endeavor.” Shouto fixes his cup back on its saucer before turning curious but carefully blank eyes on him, “Dabi. You two seem close enough for it.”

- Well, fuck.

- Hawks’ brain is going a mile a minute trying to figure out how Shouto managed to put two and two together. There’s no way he’d figured it out from that patrol day- they hadn’t even interacted at all, and Hawks had been careful not to mention the patchwork villain around any of the other heroes so as to not raise suspicion with his mission, or to have anyone go snooping too deeply into something that could also get him in a huge deal of shit. 

- Not really knowing how else to play his cards but to try and save face, Hawks squints and shakes his head at the boy in confusion, hoping the “dumb-bird” act will save his ass. Underneath the surface, though, he can feel the pinpricks of an impending anxiety attack, the boy’s blunt and unexpected words having shredded every assumption of caution that he thought he’d put up. Hell, if Shouto has figured things out this far, has he also figured out Hawks’ connection to the League? Has he told anyone else? The Commission is going to skin him alive when they found out-

- “I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about,” Hawks tries, grimacing at the end of the statement for effect, “Unless you’re meaning because I didn’t intervene when everything went down and help you guys out- sorry about that by the way, but I figured you two would have everything under control, and when all the fighting stopped, I just froze.” He shrugs, trying his best to look sheepish, “It doesn’t happen often, but sometimes when the shock is great enough I’m more of a natural freezer than a reactor. Probably some kind of weird bird thing.”

- Shouto regards him for a solid second, unblinking, before cracking a small smile.

- “You’re a good liar.” He says simply, before sipping his coffee again. “But that’s not what I’m talking about at all.”

- Those pinpricks return again, and Hawks’ wings flutter somewhat nervously on their own accord. He resists the urge to let them expand just to give himself a bit more of a size advantage, and instead tries playing it off again. Shouto’s eyebrows raise at the attempt, and it’s with almost exaggerated disbelief that he sets his cup down for the second time and announces, in that odd, cool way of his, “So you just let any villain wear your feathers, then?”

- Hawks chokes on his coffee.

- This time, he legitimately does not know what the hell Todoroki’s talking about, but it turns out that the observant teen had caught sight of a long stretch of cord that had shifted somewhat out from under the other man’s loose shirt when he spun around to run.

- And there’s nothing weird about that in itself. Dabi’s kinda a jewelry guy, and Heaven knows he’s got enough piercings to prove it. But when Todoroki gets to mentioning that there was a small red feather on the end of the rope, Hawks can’t help but flush pink just a little bit because he’d left that feather as a calling card to tell the other man he’d broken into his apartment two weeks ago and he’d gone and strung it on a necklace what an absolute fucking dork-

- “I don’t think Endeavor saw,” Todoroki continues absently, “So it’s just me that knows, and I don’t want any of the details,” He looks at Hawks solemnly again, this time his voice growing quieter, “I’ll keep your secret, but forgive me for using it to make sure you keep mine.”

- Hawks examines him for a slow moment, fully aware that neither of them are moving, and the air is growing tense. This boy could bring his career crashing down around his ears with a few words muttered in the right direction, and yet Hawks is inclined to believe him when he says he’ll keep a secret. With a sigh, the winged hero extends a hand.

- “Deal.” He agrees, shivering at the contact of ice on his palm, Todoroki apologizing for the slip under his breath. “Now, what’s this secret, then?”

- Shouto chews his lip for a moment before sitting back in his seat, hands clenched into fists.

- “I need to tell you a story.”

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- An hour later, the entire fucking world has been turned on its head, and nothing is ever going to be the same.

- Shouto Todoroki sits quietly for a moment, before calmly reaching out for his coffee cup again, more for the simple grounding action of holding it than anything else. The silence in the room is stifling, especially after the burrage of information Hawks has had dumped on him in the last sixty minutes, and his brain is still sluggishly trying to process most of it.

- “He’s… He’s your brother?” The hero manages eventually, mouth feeling dry, stomach churning. That panging ache in his stomach that he’d felt before has returned tenfold, and it takes everything in Hawks’ apparent willpower to not run for a garbage bin and puke from all the nausea. 

- Todoroki won’t meet his eye, and Hawks doesn’t blame him- after everything that’s been revealed at this coffee table, he’s not sure he could look the younger man dead in the face without breaking down in some way. Seeing his scar, mentally comparing it to Dabi’s many, brain running lists of all their similarities and those lists coming up remarkably long.

- The worst of it is the carpet that got all but torn out from under his feet as Shouto had explained what his father had put them all through, his involvement at home, how they had assumed for so long that their oldest sibling had died, and that it had been their father’s fault, no different than Rei’s hospitalization and, by extension, Shouto’s burned eye. It’s this news that curdles his stomach more than anything, makes his blood freeze in his veins.

- He can already tell that when he allows that news to settle, it’s going to hit like a bombshell, but he can’t do that in front of Shouto, so he pushes it to the back of his mind for now until he can handle it later and instead tries to focus on the subjects that he thinks can be safely discussed.

- Todoroki just nods, seemingly spent on this whole ordeal as well, and also not really knowing what to do with it. 

- “I’d had some suspicions,” He admits softly, fiddling with his hands, “But I didn’t want to think on them too closely or get my hopes up- he was dead, or supposed to be anyway. And then that patrol happened, and… I don’t remember much of him, really. The memories are all hazy. I was so young- but he used to call me Sho as a nickname when we were kids. When he ran out in front of me though, I…”

- “You remembered it wasn’t the first time.” Hawks concludes, and Shouto nods again, his shoulders slumping.

- “It was exactly the same,” He murmurs softly, “And it just… Triggered memories of all of these things I’d forgotten, but now they’re all coming back, and I don’t-” He sighs in frustration, taking a deep breath to rein in his thoughts, “I don’t know what to do because he’s not dead anymore, but at the same time, I’m not sure that he’s really alive either. That part of him that I knew might be gone entirely- I’m willing to believe that his actions during our patrol were out of memory reflex more than anything.”

- But Hawks is already thinking about all of those times that Dabi has helped Toga arrange her hair into buns when it’s being too stubborn, and the almost-petty sibling banter he slings back and forth with Shigaraki sometimes just to get a rise out of him. There are other habits too, just little things here and there, but the more Hawks imagines Dabi being a former sibling, the more connections he sees.

- They clean up their dishes quietly, dirty laundry aired, secrets hanging heavy. Before they leave, though, Hawks turns back to Todoroki one last time.

- “You know I can’t bring him back, right?”

- It’s a harsh reality, but a very real one. Quite frankly, Hawks suspects that there’s a lot of the person Todoroki remembers in this new Dabi figure, but no matter how much of that remains, no matter how many different and surprising and kind, soft, gentle, loyal angles Dabi has, it doesn’t change the fact that he is first and foremost a villain. That takes precedence over anything, and there’s really no turning back from it, not now, and not after the extent he’s gone to. Shouto nods, hair falling in his face, though Hawks can see through the fringe that his eyes are clear. There’s no judgement, no upset. He’s more than aware, and something in Hawks’ chest twinges again at how quickly this child had to grow up, seeing the world with such adult eyes.

- There’s something else still tickling the back of his mind, and at first he hesitates to ask it. Shouto’s been through enough today as it is, and he doesn’t want to push too far, but at the same time, he’s dying to know. There’s this sense in him that it’s probably important, and Hawks has long ago learned better than to ignore his gut.

- “One more thing- what did you say to him that day? Right before he ran?”

- Shouto’s hand freezes on the doorknob, literally freezes on the doorknob, ice crawling over his fingers. For a second, Hawks is considering apologizing and moving on, afraid that he’s overstepped a boundary. But then Shouto’s grip on the handle eases, and the ice crackles and falls away from his hand, falling to melt in the fibres of the carpet underfoot.

- “Touya. I called him Touya.”

- They leave the room and don’t look back.

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- Hawks walks Shouto back to class, only to pull Eraserhead outside for a moment and explain nothing more into the situation than that the youngest Todoroki experienced some stressful things during their last patrol, and that after their discussion that morning, it probably wouldn’t hurt to have him take the rest of the day off just to recuperate a little.

- And with any of the other teachers, he might have been hit with a hardass no, but this is Shouta Aizawa, and if there’s anything that man cares more about than cats, coffee, and the occasional witty remark, it’s rest and his students. As much as he likes to deny it, he keeps a better eye on those kids than they know, and he’s caught Todoroki acting a bit more reserved than normal, less concentrated. He nods slowly, dismisses Hawks with a casual comment about wasting his time, and goes to fetch Shouto from the classroom again.

- The winged hero leaves to the sound of Aizawa telling Shouto that he’ll get a notes package done up for him for the day, and to go rest. There’s some muffled arguing before the older man makes some statement about mental health that effectively shuts Shouto up and sends him back in the direction of the dorms, Hawks grinning to himself the whole way down the hall, until he can no longer hear the two. Shouto Todoroki has had one hell of a life, that much is certain, but nobody can deny that he’s in good hands now and that itself is a relief beyond words.

- That being said, it takes all of ten seconds upon returning home to his apartment and getting the door shut behind him, before Keigo Takami all but collapses on the hardwood and begins to sob. Once the tears start flowing they just won’t stop, and there’s this kind of warm, gentle light streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling-windows that seems to just encourage the outpour even more. 

- Were anyone to see him at that exact moment, they’d probably think it made an interesting picture, the Number Two hero weeping on his knees, wings spread about him like some kind of devastated creature of God, light pouring down his shoulders and face as though his halo had melted and dripped like tear stains over his skin. There’s this burning, raw sensation inside him that just won’t ease, and as he lies there, a crumbled statue of a once proud Icarus, he lets the truth rage over him like wildfire, lets the heat of it all melt the wax and burn the feathers, and feels it pull him into a drop he’s not sure how to recover from, or if he ever will.

- There’s this war raging inside him on how to feel, a million emotions crushing his chest all at once. The first that hits him is disgust, disgust for this man that he had looked up to for so long, who had been a hero to him even when he’d had nothing, nobody, not even a dream. He had put so much faith in him, had defended him at every turn, had stood by him as a colleague, watched his back, taken wounds to keep him safe. This was the man he’d bled for, if he deserved to be called a man at all.

- But the emotions that follow after this are so rapid-fire, they’re almost impossible to keep track of, aside from the pain- the pain lingers and grows, makes itself known in every damned crevice of his being. There’s betrayal, both to the person he is now, and to the young child who’d cheered the fire hero on, who he’d wanted to impress so badly. There’s sadness for the world he thought he knew, for the person he thought he knew, and all of that being stripped away to reveal something so much more grim and ugly. Grief for the loss, mourning for the death of something he’d seen as a foundation to his person, the pain so strong throughout.

- One of the worst, though, is the anger. When the anger arrives, it isn’t in a gradual wave like the other feelings had been, full of upset and still-numb disbelief. When the anger arrives, it is as a battering ram of rage that burns so fiercely in his core, he wants to scream. Rage for Shouto Todoroki, rage for Rei Todoroki, rage for Fuyumi and Natsuo, and damn it all, blistering, agonizing rage for Touya Todoroki and the unjust cards he was dealt. When the anger arrives, it’s with the passion of a man who has longed for family his whole life, and can’t imagine how an individual could so carelessly ruin what another would die for.

- When the anger arrives it stays, and it leaves Hawks trembling on the floor long after the tears have stopped rolling, after the damp spots on his cheeks have dried, after the pain has stopped clawing at his throat, and taken up permanent residence in his heart instead.

- And that’s how Dabi finds him three hours later as night starts setting in, and the light from the windows has faded, the warmth in the floorboards gone. Hawks is so out of it, so physically and emotionally exhausted, that he doesn’t even hear him come in, only notices him when the tall man crouches down in his line of vision, concernedly snapping his fingers in his face.

- Somehow the sight of him just manages to drive the knife in deeper, and he has to take a deep breath to keep his composure. Dabi’s eyebrows are drawn together in worry at the scene, hands beginning to rapidly check him all over for wounds of some kind before Hawks weakly bats his hands away, protesting. The cremation villain sits back on his heels, unimpressed, and flicks the other man’s forehead.

- “I’ve been trying to get a hold of you all afternoon- why weren’t you picking up your phone, dumbass? I thought something must have happened.”

- The irritation in his voice thinly covers his relief, and Hawks can only manage to blink up at him once or twice before clenching his eyes shut altogether. He doesn’t mention that Dabi hasn’t responded to any of his messages until today either, figures a fight isn’t what either of them need right now.

- “I talked to Shouto today,” He says quietly, voice so hoarse from crying, it’s almost hard to listen to. Dabi stiffens, but doesn’t turn away or make a sound, so Hawks continues, “He told me… Everything. Everything that happened, everything that that bastard did,” Hawks takes another steadying breath, choosing not to look Dabi in the eye for this part, “He knows who you are- I know about that part too. And that’s fine, really, it is; I won’t call you by that name or anything if you don’t want me to. I just… I can’t believe that I looked up to him so long, and he was doing all of this and nobody knew-

- And suddenly it’s all spilling out all over again, and there are more tears, but much less than last time, a slow and steady trickle compared to the earlier downpour. Dabi doesn’t do anything but listen as the minutes pass, as the sky grows steadily darker and they’re left in the kitchen with no lights on, almost silhouettes in the room. Somehow, it feels comforting- Dabi has a way of making shadows feel less like threats and more like hiding places, and Hawks has never felt it more strongly than now.

- But it isn’t until he’s done his tirade that he realizes his most crucial mistake- that in confessing all of this, he’s just botched his own story of being done with the hero world, the lies that he’d given Dabi when they first met. He’s just outed himself as a turncoat. And not only that, he’s just outed himself as a turncoat to a villain who is still kneeling over him in a dark room, and who would have literally nothing stopping him from crisping the winged hero right there, not even Hawks himself. Fast as he is, he doesn’t think his reflexes will save him quickly enough in this state, and all it will take for him to be completely defenseless would be Dabi moving his hands an inch or two forward to light his wings on fire, exposed as they currently are.

- He can feel the panic building in his chest as Dabi stays silent, breathing picking up a few notches before he’s suddenly scrambling to get into a less vulnerable position, trying to make out Dabi’s expression in the dark. Maybe if he can get out a window fast enough, he’ll be able to catch a draft and soar out of the way- it’s his best bet, but the kitchen island is against his back now because he scooted too far back, and there’s no way for him to get to a window without either getting through Dabi or-

- The panic attack that he was feeling earlier decides to kick in at this exact moment, and that’s when Hawks realizes that if Dabi wants him dead, he’s dying in this room. All of his instincts and nerves are shot, he has no sense of coordination, he can’t see, the dark no longer feels safe-

- The lights come on, and Hawks glances up sharply from his position against the island to see Dabi with his hand still on the lightswitch, expression hard to read, but not the crazed, maniacal look Hawks would have expected to receive if the villain were planning to outright kill him. He watches as the other man slowly walks forward, gaze locked, until he kneels so closely on the floor in front of him that if Hawks so much as slid his knees a centimetre forward, they’d be hitting Dabi in the chest.

- His heart is hammering so fast, he’s sure he’ll either hyperventilate or pass out at any given second, body trembling, brain unable to focus. He manages to force his eyes closed as Dabi extends a hand out, certain that he’ll be feeling those blue flames crawling his skin the second they get close enough to burn. The flames never come.

- Dabi’s fingers trail across his temple, brushing back a few strands of sweaty hair, before going to cup his cheek entirely. The action is so uncharacteristically tender that it causes Hawks’ eyes to flash open again, the scarred man looking at him with intent eyes.

- “Take a few deep breaths, pretty bird.” He says calmly, not even flinching when Hawks’ hand comes up to clench hard on the patchwork man’s bicep.

- “You took all of that info rather well,” Hawks states, almost accusingly, through gritted teeth. His breathing is starting to slow, heartbeat becoming less erratic, though Dabi’s sudden smirk isn’t helping anything.

- “I’ve known that you weren’t legit from the first day,” He scoffs, looking a touch of smug, but also somewhat offended, “Give me more credit than that, sweetheart. This isn’t news.”

- The simple, familiar arrogance of it all forces a sharp laugh from Hawks’ throat, and against all odds he can feel the adrenaline draining from his system, beginning to relax again. 

- “You’re such an asshole, you know that?” Said with a tired grin. ‘I’m relieved this one corner of my world isn’t crumbling down too.’

- “Only time you’ll catch me alive saying guilty as charged.” Said with a smile as crooked as a broken law. ‘I’m not going anywhere.’

- They wait like that just a few minutes longer, listening to the hum of the overhead lights, nothing needing to be said for those moments at least. Then, once Hawks has calmed down enough to relocate, they move to the couch.

- “So,” Dabi is the one to begin this time, throwing his lanky form across the whole sofa and stretching out well enough across it that his head can rest on one of the arms, his ankles dangling off the other. “You know about my shitty childhood. I`d rather not talk about that any more tonight, honestly.”

- Hawks, appreciative that he seems to be willing to let to matter of the anxiety attack drop completely, chooses to take a seat on the middle cushion, leaning back against Dabi’s hip as a support and letting his wings fall over the back of the sofa and behind it. The longest feathers drag on the floor from this height, and Dabi watches for a second as Hawks flares them temporarily to adjust his wings in a better position before continuing. “And I know about you not being true to the League. Anything else you’d care to hash out while we’re in the sharing mood?”

- “Yeah, actually,” Hawks shoots him a look and raises an eyebrow, “If you knew I was lying, why the hell did you keep me around?”

- Dabi goes entirely still, one hand subconsciously draping across his chest, and Hawks remembers the comment Shouto made earlier about the necklace. He wonders if the villain is reaching for it now.

- “You don’t ease into anything, do you?” He asks eventually with a chuckle, Hawks’ answering grin speaking for itself. “Alright, it’s… I guess, you know when you’re in a deep body of water and your head goes under, and it kind of hits you that you could drown there? And the first thing you do when you see it is reach for the light?” Hawks nods even though he’s always had an aversion to swimming due to the weight of his wings and has never been close enough to drowning to truly know. “It’s… Fuck, I’m trashing the hell out of this, but it’s like that. I could tell I was sinking, and I didn’t give a shit. And then you showed up, and I knew right off the bat that you were lying to my face, but for once, there’s this light right in front of me, close enough to reach for. I never really meant for it to be more than that.” He paused for a second before adding, “But there was something about the fact that you were batshit crazy enough to walk into the wolves’ den for your cause, and you just kept coming back. You had to know we’d figure it out eventually, and when we did you’d be done, but you kept trying anyway.” Dabi grins slightly, fingers definitely closing around the necklace this time, “That’s real hero shit. I’d spent so long hating all of them that I’d forgotten they weren’t all like the one I grew up with. And I can’t ever be like you, I’m not hero material, but… Reaching for that light here and here, it makes me feel like maybe I can be more than this someday.”

- He didn’t expect this kind of response. He didn’t expect this kind of honesty, barbless and vulnerable and kind. He didn’t really expect to find himself moving to straddle Dabi’s waist so he could be in a better position to kiss him, either, but that happens as well.

- Wordlessly, Hawks tugs Dabi’s hands from his necklace, and settles them on his hips, the winged hero pressing his own palms to either side of the villain’s scarred face, leaning forward to rest their foreheads together. He can feel Dabi’s breath against his mouth and cheeks as the other man lets out a soft exhale, his skin carrying that familiar slight chill that it always does, cooler still where his fingers rest on staples. He could stay in this forever, this moment, safe and sure and grounded. It isn’t until Dabi pulls away from him slightly to trace one hand down the curve of his wing and into his primary feathers that Hawks realizes that in his contentment he’s brought his wings up almost defensively, shielding them off from the rest of the world though there’s no one else around to see.

- “I used to hate the colour red.” Dabi murmurs, repeating the action once again, Hawks fluttering his wing against the fire-user’s calloused hand just to bring a smile to his face. That smile carries into the kiss Dabi pulls him in for an instant later. It isn’t their first kiss, not by a long shot, but there’s something more sweet and slow about this one, and it takes Hawks a second to realize that unlike the kisses they’ve shared in the past, this one isn’t laced with the premonition of an ending. Usually, there’s this sort of rushed tension in their more intimate moments, an unspoken understanding that whatever this thing they have is, it can only last so long. But that’s missing this time, the overlying pressure of awareness, of only whispering things that won’t break your heart later, of never knowing when each embrace might be the last and being prepared to cut your losses if it is. This time is different, sanguine, and Hawks suddenly gets the feeling that things are about to change.

- He isn’t wrong.

- “What if you joined us for real?” Dabi breathes, eyes hooded as they draw apart but still lingering close. Catching Hawks’ incredulous look, he runs his hands up the other man’s arms, taking on a more serious tone. “I mean it. We can get you out from under the Commission- they’d never be able to touch you again. You want a world where heroes have more spare time on their hands than they know what to do with? That’s never going to be a possibility the way things are now. Most of the groups and agencies are corrupt over the profitability of it all, and there’s a lot of heroes in the same boat. Believe me, birdie, they don’t want the crime rate going down- they just want it televised.”

- Hawks knows it’s true- Dabi isn’t just saying this to sway him. The winged hero has seen this firsthand. There are heroes out there who would sooner go into a situation after a disaster has already happened rather than stopping it before anyone can get hurt, because it’s flashier. It’s more likely to gain attention, even if it means innocents being injured or, hell, dying in the process. And there’s all the other stuff too- the notices they get at the beginning of each new year, informing them that if they save ‘x’ number of people from various minority groups, there will be a bonus payout for them by the end of the year, as diversity is good for their public image. Hawks always threw those papers away, but there were some who held onto them, kept a tally going. There are heroes who are only on the field for the money, who couldn’t care less about the people they’re saving so long as there’s a cheque at the end of it with their name on it. Hawks has even heard of a few cases where heroes staged or set up disasters and accidents to be noticed. There’s the Commission, literally grooming child soldiers and people like Endeavor who wear two faces to hide a darker truth from the public eye.

- For an organization made to help, the hero collective is a dog-eats-dog world, and it’s ruthless. Dabi’s right about Hawks’ dream being impossible- because as long as people are profiting off crime, they’ll never allow it to stop.

- Suddenly, all Hawks wants to do is sleep, cut the nightmare short and try to let himself catch up with the feeling of free-falling. He can’t go back to working beside Endeavor like nothing’s happened, he knows that. And to make matters worse, he told Shouto he wouldn’t tell anyone about this though he desperately knows he should, but at this rate he’s not sure it wouldn’t do more harm than good. There may be a time later in the future where the truth can be revealed without completely annihilating the small, fragile, bright world that the youngest Todoroki has been slowly building for himself, but to have the public come after him over something this big, demanding answers and surrounding him at all times… He can’t handle that yet, and Hawks can tell. Someday, but not yet. 

- “And after you dismantle the system? What happens then?” Hawks asks quietly, noting the surprised flicker behind Dabi’s blue eyes. He hadn’t been expecting him to entertain this idea.

- “Hey, my job’s just to burn it to the ground,” Dabi snorts, nonchalant, but his hands stop moving up and down Hawks’ arms, and loosely circle his wrists, “I think I’ll leave the rebuilding to those of you who will do it right. Let the real heroes take care of the hero world, and maybe everything else will settle too. Maybe things can be better- and who knows,” He puts on a smirk, “Maybe the heroes will find they’ve got some spare time on their hands, just like you said.”

- Hawks considers this, nods once, makes up his mind and goes ‘fuck it’ while cutting his losses. 

- “Fine.”

- Dabi freezes under him, confident look replaced by something much more comical.

- “What?”

- “Fine, I’m in.” Dabi goes to say something about considering options for more than three seconds, but Hawks cuts him off. “No, I’m serious. Things need to change, and that’s not going to happen with the way everything’s going now. I’m a hero because I want to help people, not because I have a license, and damn it there are more people I can help by fighting against the hero track than on it, which is really fucked up in itself. I’m in, and I’m saying that while I’m pissed off and bitter enough to go through with it because for fuck’s sake I can’t keep going back to that place and letting them wring me out until I’m dead. None of this is normal or okay, and I can’t keep pretending that it is. I need to do something.”

- The fire-user just stares at him awestruck throughout all this, and for a long while afterwards too, before eventually sitting up.

- “You’re certain?”

- “Yes.”

- “…Damn it, pigeon, what the hell am I going to do with you?”

- Hawks laughs at the weak pet name even as Dabi cups his face and pulls him in for another kiss, the blond’s laughter spilling out across their lips, fingers carding through Dabi’s hair. It’s a bright moment to end a dark day, something hopeful amid the tentative nature of something new. 

- “We’re never rushing this again.” Hawks grins when they both need to take a breath, that warm embrace of security and peace having returned to him once more, settling in his chest and radiating so strongly he’s surprised he’s not glowing. Dabi hums in response, turquoise eyes mostly closed as he leans down to dust a kiss on the other’s collarbone, almost painfully slow as if to prove a point.

- “We won’t have to.” He promises, chuckling lowly at the slight gasp he receives for turning the kiss into a nip, “Welcome to the dark side, birdie.”

[happytodorokifamilyau]

htfau Natsuo Todoroki: General Headcanons

• Natsuo first got his quirk when he was 4. They found out when he accidentally froze Touya's hand (he was trying to hit him because he took his toy but ended up freezing him instead). Natsuo found it hilarious- Touya, not so much.

• He has the strongest ice out of all the ice quirk wielders in his family. It's incredibly thick and durable, plus really hard to melt. It takes Enji's hottest flames a good 10 minutes before he can even begin to make a dent in it. It took about an hour for Enji to thaw out Touya's hand from Natsuo's ice- and that was with his hottest flames.

• He used to have contests with Shouto to see who's ice could stay frozen the longest. Natsuo always won (by a longshot). Now they use his ice to train Shouto's flames so he can practice raising his heat limit.

• He didn't know if he wanted to become a hero and when he got to his third year of junior high, he was stressing out because he didn't know what to do. Rei suggested he apply to UA just in case, so he did and he got in. He actually passed the entrance exam in 4th place (Touya was just a little bit jealous, but ultimately happy for his brother!). At this point, he was highly considering going to UA, but at the last minute he changed his mind. There was a part of him that just really wanted a typical life, one that was out of the spotlight so to speak. He loved his family, but having to always be in the public eye really took its toll. He realized that he just wanted a normal high school (and eventually college) experience.

• Like Fuyumi, he was also into sports in high school. He played ice hockey.

• He still didn't know what he wanted to do when he got to college. Touya suggested he go to med school as a joke, but Natsuo took it seriously and thought it might be a good idea, so he did. He's now studying medical welfare and he loves it.

• He has a dorm room at his university but he comes home a lot. His school isn't that far of a commute so he'll come home at least a few days a week, sometimes the whole week if he's not too busy. He also greatly prefers Rei's cooking to take out (or his own cooking).

• He's actually not that bad of a cook, he's just really lazy and doesn't want to prepare his own food.

• He has a good relationship with Enji. When he was younger, he would always beg his father to let him go to work with him. Sometimes, Enji would take him along if he was just going to be in the office all day. He figured Natsuo would get bored pretty quickly (It's not like he could take him on patrol with him), and he did. If there is anything Natsuo hates more than cooking his own meals, it's sitting around doing nothing. He likes being active. After that, he stopped asking to go to his father's work.

• He has a girlfriend. He has yet to introduce her to his family (though they keep begging him to bring her over).

[some-cookie-crumbz]

I fell in love with all your Huwumi AUs! My favourite ones ended up being Reaper AU and Parental!Fuyumi AU. In both I would love to see Touya being added to the story to create that family drama with his whole disappearance and eventually a wholesome family reunion😭 I crave family moments, especially between siblings. The manga doesn’t show nearly enough interaction Fuyumi and Touya had considering how these two were the closest in age and I thought that they would have had each other’s back🤔

AAAAHHHH Thank you so much!!!! It makes me so happy when people like the ideas I come up with! x3

Also, I really wanna ramble about Touya and Fuyumi so Imma put some of this under a “Read More’ because, oh Anon, I got some feelings about them!

I’ve been working out the outline for Reaper AU and making some changes for this specific reason! I really love getting to focus on family ties in both what I consume and what I produce. Without giving too much away, I’m planning to make Touya a more central character/ amp up his role for that fic, so I can promise a lot of good stuff with them there! And for Parental Fuyumi AU I have big plans for the lil shit, too, though he’ll be more just chaotic good than outright awful in that one! x3

Now, in regards to canon, I get why we haven’t necessarily gotten a lot of focus on the relationships between the other Todoroki siblings, even if I don’t really like it. Neither Fuyumi nor Natsuo are in the business of Hero-ing, so they’re typically only brought out to use when necessary. If I’m being honest, I feel like we’d probably have more details about that if either of them had decided to become a Pro Hero.

And, can I just say, how interesting could that have been? Pro Hero Fuyumi??? Like, I’m just imagining Pro Hero Fuyumi who works in the underground, maybe taken under Aizawa’s wing and taught how to just fuck shit up??? Maybe she specializes in checking out the backgrounds of other Pro Heroes, to make sure they’re good behind the scenes and she’s excellent at it because she’s lived that life??? Oh, or!!! What if Fuyumi got the Half-Hot, Half-Hot Quirk but Enji wouldn’t train her because he believed that, as a woman, she wouldn’t be able to surpass All Might as well as a male heir? So then Fuyumi begins training herself on how to properly use her Quirk on her own, so that when Rei is pregnant with Natsuo/ Shouto, she can help them with their Quirk if either of them gets the same Quirk? And then leads to her bonding with Shouto and maybe protecting him from Rei during her episode? Or maybe ending with Fuyumi having the physical scar and Shouto being wracked with guilt over harming two of the most important people in his life? Leaving him feeling like he can never be a Pro Hero because he couldn’t protect them? And maybe giving some focus to Touya and how he feels like a failure for not helping his mother more or protecting his sister and brothers better? Oh, geez, I need to stop or I’ll end up writing either or both of these...

That said, though, I wish we got more. I’d like to learn more about Touya and his relationship with his younger siblings. I mean, it’d be very easy to just present it as Fuyumi and Natsuo reminiscing with Shouto because he asked about the brother he never really got to know. It’d be a great way to give us more information about him, as well as giving us a really soft and tender moment between the still-healing younger siblings.

Now, in regards to Touya and Fuyumi...

I absolutely believe they were the closest siblings, both due to being close in age as well as what I think their personalities were most like. I read their relationship as being a lot like two of my own characters - Alaric and Liliana - where they will tease each other constantly but if you lay one finger on their sibling they will end you, bucko. Touya was most likely a snarky lil brat with a lot of aggression and resentment, where Fuyumi was patient and considerate, helping to balance him out. Fuyumi being one of the only members of their family that could talk him down from one of his fits, as well as being the only one with the bravery to call him out when he’s overreacting, is another main stay of why they’re so close. Touya knows his behavior can imitate their father and is eternal grateful to his sister for helping him to keep from going too far. I also think that they’d be the two prone to butting heads the most as they get older because of the conflicting personalities as well as having such dramatically different views on their situation at home.

Touya is pessimistic about it all, seeing no chance for healing. Fuyumi, meanwhile, is optimistic and sees forgiveness and healing as the only option. Given how young they are, I feel like they wouldn’t be able to see a specific middle ground where both their views meet in the middle yet.

I also love the idea that Fuyumi was the only one Touya said goodbye to when he left. And she begged him to stay, to help her make things better, but he refused. He refused and he tore into her as he left, shouting about how she’d end up just as broken as their mother if she kept trying to force a redemption that would never happen into being. Fuyumi is devastated by not only his words but his absence, and throws herself head-first into trying to look after Natsuo and Shouto as best as she can. At first, she dedicates herself to being a good older siblings, and then tries to become a pseudo-parent once Rei is sent away.

I also love the idea that this final exchange between them led them to new discoveries about themselves.

For Fuyumi, she comes to realize just how much she loves helping and nurturing others. While it’s not the best of situations, she falls into tending to her brothers very naturally. She’s a compassionate and patient person generally so she is a great fit for dealing with unruly children. She wants to be a mother someday, sure, but she loves seeing how her brothers’ eyes light up when they solve a hard homework question or pass a test. She comes to the realization that she wants to be able to help other kids like she can help them, that she would love to have a classroom full of little faces to help teach.

And for Touya? It’s an uglier thing, but he revels in it once he has the realization. Seeing how broken and hurt he’d left his sister had been surprisingly satisfying. As if he had finally made someone else feel the way he did all those days in the training room, with Endeavor’s shadow looming over him like some untouchable beast. He likes having that same kind of power, of being the one to dish out that same kind of pain. So, perhaps he starts testing the waters to see how far he can push it before he feels bad for it...

[strife-and-discord]

Et in omnibus quæ fecit nos Chapter One

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Characters: Natsuo Todoroki, Fuyumi Todoroki, Touya Todoroki, Shouto Todoroki, Enji Todoroki

Summary: After losing his big brother Touya when he was 13 years old Todoroki Natsuo Decides that he's going to do whatever it takes to fulfil his brother's dream of being a hero, even though he's quirkless. It will be a long and hard road but Natsuo intends to use the advantages granted to him through his father's work so that one day he can take the old bastard down himself.

A/N: Woooooo hey guys I'm doing NaNoWriMo for the first time!!

It's late here and I'm tired so I'm probably gonna keep this short. I'm a slow writer so I highly doubt I'm gonna be able to make the 50,000 words considering I only just hit 5,000 and I'm still on chapter two

this chap is just an opening so it's a bit short and a more introspective than anything but don't worry things will only escalate from here. I'll try not to take too long to update but if you'd like to motivate me to do this I have a Kofi here

“THERE IS NO WAY I’M GOING TO HELP A FAILURE LIKE YOU GO TO UA SO YOU CAN SULLY MY NAME AT MY ALMA MATER,” a voice booms through the house.

“FINE! I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP ANYWAY! I’LL GET IN ON MY OWN!” The other voice is less booming but still manages to hold just as much anger.

Natsuo Todoroki is 11 years old and his big bro Touya (who is 14) is yelling with their father again. When the shouting started Touya’s twin Fuyumi had simply sighed and moved to a different part of the house to be further away from them. This is starting to happen more and more often. But Natsuo thinks this time is different, they’re not just yelling at each other just to try and hurt the other, like they usually do, they’re actually yelling about something important. Which is why Natsuo did not follow his sister in her attempt at escape but instead moved closer to try and see what.

Touya had told Natsuo earlier that his class at school had started discussing where they want to go for high school and what they want to do in the future, Touya’s set on the idea that he wants to go to UA, where dad went, so he can prove to the old man that he’s not a failure. He also said that if he can become a really good hero, he might be able to get Natsuo and the others away from dad. It sounds a little unbelievable if he’s being honest, dad just seems too strong to ever really get away from but Natsuo wants to believe that if anyone can do it, Touya can. However, it sounds like negotiations with dad haven’t gone as well as Touya was hoping (although maybe he wasn’t hoping they’d go well at all, he has been picking more fights lately).

“ HA! AS IF A GOOD FOR NOTHING SUCH AS YOURSELF COULD ACCOMPLISH ANYTHING ON YOUR OWN!” Natsuo can’t help but cringe at that remark. He never really understands why they have to go out of their way to hurt each other so much.

“I’M GONNA MAKE YOU EAT THOSE WORDS OLD MAN, JUST YOU WAIT!” the sound of a door slamming, Touya must’ve stormed out.

Natsuo is eavesdropping from a storage cupboard that happens to be a little down the hall from his father’s office since it’s used for old paperwork and other useless items. He didn’t close the door but Touya seems to be so focused on his anger as he storms past that he doesn’t even notice Natsuo.

“Stupid old man, I can do it. I’m gonna take him down someday, one way or another.” Touya’s muttering to himself as goes by and Natsuo can’t help but be a little scared of the dark look on his face.

He waits until Touya’s gone- not wanting to bother him when he’s in such a foul mood- and he’s sure his father’s not leaving his office any time soon, before creeping out of the cupboard and closing the door behind him. Without the yelling, the house feels almost too quiet. It gives Natsuo the feeling that something bad could happen at any second but, on the other hand, it almost always feels that way these days. He’s not really sure how to describe it but since mum has left things have changed so much and so little. They’re forced to live their lives like normal since dad won’t acknowledge what happened but there’s this underlying tension that just won’t seem to go away no matter how normal they pretend to be.

He decides to make his way back to his room so he can think about what he overheard. On his way, he barely manages to keep from walking straight into a blast of rich blue flames that come roaring out of the training room. Touya must be letting out some heat- literally and figuratively- as his quirk gets harder to manage the angrier he is. He and the others aren’t allowed to train in the main dojo since that’s where dad and Shouto train but the other dojo is smaller so it’s harder for Touya to keep his flames contained in the room. Natsuo wants to check on his brother but he knows Touya would prefer being left alone to deal with his rage.

Checking that it’s safe to pass this time, Natsuo continues on the journey to his bedroom. Dad likes to keep him and his siblings, except for Shouto, separated from his hero business so their rooms are on the opposite side of the house from his office. It can be a pretty peaceful walk though so Natsuo allows his mind to wander. He can’t help but think about how scary his dad sounds when he’s angry. Would everyone still think he’s a great hero if they heard him like that? Probably, he thinks. Touya told him that dad can get away with almost anything as long as he has the title ‘hero’.

He’s nearly at his room when he decides to poke his head into Fuyumi and Touya’s shared room, “Fuyu, dad and Touya are done fighting.”

Fuyumi puts down the book she was reading and pulls out her headphones, “Where’s Touya now, Natsu?”

“He’s in the training room but I wouldn’t go see him right now, he’s pretty pissed off.”

“Angry. He’s pretty angry, Natsuo please,” Fuyumi sighs and shakes her head. “Alright, I’ll keep my distance. You’d best do the same and stay in your room for now.”

Natsuo nods in reply and leaves the room, closing the door behind him. It’s not fair that Touya’s allowed to say bad words but he always gets scolded by Fuyumi.

He finishes the journey to his room and promptly flops on his bed. Not much has happened- to him, at least- but he still feels completely drained of energy, like he’s walked across all of Japan instead of just crossing his house. Being at home seems to have that effect on him a lot these days. Between Touya and dad’s fighting, Fuyumi’s constant fussing and worrying, and Shouto’s entire demeanour since mum left, it’s all just so tiring. He’s glad he’s allowed to do sports and stuff away from home, unlike Shouto, he’s starting to think he’d suffocate if he had to stay here for too long.

Tucked away in the relative safety of his own room, Natsuo allows himself to properly reflect on Touya’s argument with their dad. Fuyumi doesn’t like it when they argue and has shown worry over Touya going to UA but Nasuo thinks Touya is already a hero. At least in Natsuo’s eyes, he is. The fact that Touya is brave enough to stand up to their dad- something that a lot of villains can’t do-  at all. The fact that even though he’s been tossed aside like trash and called a failure so often it might as well be his name, he still has the drive to try and become a hero. These are the things that define Touya’s true potential and Natsuo’s sure they’ll be the stories Touya tells when he’s a pro hero for real.

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Natsuo Todoroki is 13 years old and his older brother Touya (who would be 16) is gone. When they got the news Touya’s twin Fuyumi had gone to their shared room and has been crying in there ever since. Natsuo, on the other hand, moves towards their father’s office, nothing about this feels right and he hopes his father will slip up and say something to give him a clue.

Touya did manage to get into UA without Endeavor’s help, just like he said he would, however, not wanting his reputation to be tied to Touya, Endeavor would only let him enrol under their mother’s maiden name. This obviously didn’t bother Touya at all and things were actually calm for a short time, while Touya was distracted with all the extra school work.

Of course, things didn’t stay that way for long. UA’s hero course is notorious for being incredibly difficult (it would have to be to get the results it does) and Touya’s classes were no different. He kept up with the work just fine and didn’t cause any trouble but the physical toll it was taking on him because of the issues with his quirk were mounting. Touya’s temper got worse over time and as it did the number of fights he would pick with dad grew. Despite everything Touya had accomplished getting into UA there father still refused to acknowledge him and refused to ease up on Shouto’s training.

Shouto’s ten now and Natsuo hasn’t seen him smile in years. It makes him feel sick to admit it but he finds Shouto’s blank, dead-eyed expression a bit disturbing… but he knows it’s not his little brother’s fault. He doesn’t hear him crying or screaming from the training room as much anymore but he’s not sure if that’s a good thing either.

Natsuo knows the way Shouto’s growing up was one of the things making Touya so angry all the time. His big brother hates to feel helpless. The situation just seemed to keep on escalating they all knew it had to come to a head at some point but this…

They never even considered this.

Natsuo had been at soccer training and Fuyumi had accompanied him on the trip so neither of them had been at the house at the time. Shouto would’ve been there but neither of them has had a chance to talk to him yet and they know from experience with mum that Shouto sometimes shut out memories he didn’t like. This means the only word they have to go off is their father.

According to Endeavor, Touya had come home from school in a huff and when the man had questioned his son about it Touya escalated the conversation to a fight. After a few minutes of this Touya had simply stomped away and left the house. Touya gave no indication that he wouldn’t be coming back. This is the story the police received the morning after he disappeared, it is also the same story Touya’s siblings received. While the police might not have thought anything to be unusual (they were talking to the number two hero after all), Natsuo saw the story for what it was. Well practised. Suspicious.

There’s no way Touya would just up and leave like that. Not without giving at least giving some indication to him and Fuyumi. He didn’t leave any notes or take any of his things. Fuyumi may be the one with common sense but even Touya wouldn’t just run away completely unprepared. None of Endeavor’s story made any sense to someone who actually knew Touya.

Natsuo sits in the same cupboard he used when he eavesdropped on Touya and his father’s arguing two years ago. He doesn’t hear anything useful from his father that could clue him in on what really happened to Touya. Although Endeavor did spend some time discussing details on the phone with the police about Touya’s disappearance, he quickly moved on and went back to focusing his attention on his work, even though he’d officially taken the day off for Touya’s sake.

As the facts all start to settle in Natsuo’s mind as reality, a feeling that had started as nothing more than a smouldering ember began to burn hotter inside him. He tallies up all the horrible things his father has done over the years and each one feeds the slowly growing inferno in his chest. Stoking the flames until he starts to understand how Touya must have always felt.

He has the sudden but childish thought that it’s just not fair! It’s not fair that mum’s locked away in hospital, It’s not fair that Touya spent most of his life wrapped in bandages trying to please father only to be tossed aside like garbage! It’s not fair that Fuyumi has been forced to grow up far too quickly and can’t even feel safe in her own home, it’s not fair that Shouto was taken away from them so young to be beaten and brutalised in the name of ‘heroism’!

Natsuo doesn’t know when it started but he suddenly realises that his face is wet with tears. It’s not fair that Touya’s just gone now…

Natsuo sniffs and wipes the tears from his face. No, he will not let Touya’s story end here. If a strong hero was what Endeavor wanted for a child then a hero was what he was going to get. If Touya can’t go to UA anymore then it’s up to Natsuo to carry on his dream. To prove to their father that it’s not the quirk that makes the man.

Natsuo looks ahead, face set in a determined stare. No matter what… he would become a hero.